Rebirth of a Reincarnated Immortal Cultivator

Han Li, dozens of miles away, listened intently to the two's conversation, a mocking smile creeping onto his lips.

Upon seeing this, the Mountain-Moving Taoist understood immediately. The golden light on his body vanished, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye, transforming into a strange wave.

Three days later, a lush green island suddenly appeared on the once sparkling, boundless sea.

Han Li surveyed the island before him, nodding slightly. With a flick of his fingers, a giant, golden-red crab crackling with golden electricity appeared out of thin air and disappeared silently beneath the island.

"Alright, you can stay here for the time being. I will leave Crab Taoist here to protect the safety of this place. Remember not to stray far from this island. We'll talk about everything when I return."

After finishing all this, Han Li turned around and looked at Han Xuan, Wan Xiu, and the others behind him. He suddenly spoke up and gave them some instructions.

"Senior, didn't we agree to find the entrance together? Did I do something wrong?"

Upon hearing this, a look of panic flashed in Wanxiu's eyes, clearly indicating that she had misunderstood something.

"Regarding the entrance to Daiyu Mountain, I have made some progress. In order to confirm my suspicions and for your safety, I have temporarily placed you here."

"Once I find the entrance and confirm it's safe, I will have Crab Daoist bring you here. You don't need to worry," Han Li said calmly, shaking his head.

"Yes, senior. My wife and I will wait here for your arrival!"

Upon hearing Han Li's explanation, Wanxiu instantly understood that he had discovered something, so she stopped pressing the matter and bowed respectfully.

"Grandpa, be careful!"

Upon seeing this, Han Xuan also clasped his hands in a salute.

Han Li nodded, flicked his finger in the air, and array flags flew out and were firmly planted in various places on the island. The array flashed, and a light blue light screen appeared out of thin air, covering the entire island.

After doing all this, Han Li took out a large piece of crab meat from his storage bag, then put away his spirit boat and flew away in an unknown direction.

"Protect them."

Seeing this, Ao Ling turned around and said a few words to Xiao Qing and Xiao Bai who were not far away. A flash of golden light appeared on her body and she transformed into a mini golden dragon, which then disappeared into Han Li's wide blue robe.

At this moment, Han Li was enveloped in a layer of azure energy, and through the hazy azure light, wisps of purple spiritual light could be faintly seen flashing.

With the help of the Cloak of Invisibility, his aura visibly diminished, and soon he transformed into a semi-transparent little figure, appearing above a seemingly ordinary reef island, where he coldly observed the scene below.

After confirming that everything was correct, he flashed and appeared on a sunken rock, where he patiently waited, concealing himself.

In the central area of ​​the reef, two people were already waiting there; they were Wu Sanxian and Wang Qing, whom they had met at sea earlier.

"This is it. I've already notified the other two fellow cultivators. Judging by the time, they should be arriving soon... Here they come!"

Before he could finish speaking, Wang Qing, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly stood up and looked towards the distant horizon.

Following his gaze, one could see two streaks of light rushing towards them from opposite ends amidst the rosy clouds, arriving in just a few breaths.

The light faded, revealing a barefoot giant standing on a blue gourd and a female cultivator in palace attire carrying three long swords of different colors.

"It turned out to be him."

Looking at the barefoot man's appearance, Han Li couldn't help but feel a look of astonishment.

This person was none other than the barefoot senior whom I had met once before outside the Seven-Colored Immortal's cave.

At that time, he was at the late stage of Core Formation, but now, nearly a hundred years later, his cultivation level has not increased but decreased, and he is now only at the mid stage of Core Formation. Is this due to the influence of the tampered ten-thousand-year-old spiritual milk?

Han Li secretly pondered this.

He never expected to run into this person in the waters off Dongning.

Recalling the dying words of the Seven-Colored Immortal, Han Li couldn't help but frown.

"Fellow Daoist Wu, this is Senior Barefoot, who recently joined my Qingling Sect. Senior Barefoot is at the mid-stage of Core Formation, and his supernatural powers are no less than those of our Sect Leader."

"As for the person next to you, I'm sure you've heard of him, Brother Wang. Why don't you try to guess who he is?"

Upon hearing that the barefoot giant before him was a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator, Wu Sanxian felt a chill run down his spine and hurriedly cupped his hands in greeting. His gaze then fell upon the beautiful woman dressed in palace attire standing to the side.

"This fairy is stunningly beautiful and has a graceful and elegant figure. To have such cultivation at such a young age, and with the Three Yang Fire Dragon Sword by her side, could only be Fairy Qingyan of the Hidden Moon Sect of Yue Kingdom. If I have said anything wrong, please forgive me, fairy!"

As Wu Sanxian spoke, he held the giant trident horizontally in front of him and then cupped his hands in a respectful gesture.

"I never expected to meet Junior Nephew Yan here. You've grown even more beautiful over the years. I wonder how your father, Yan Wuming, is doing now?"

At this moment, the barefoot master, who had been silent all along, slowly spoke.

"Does this senior know my father?"

Yan Qingyan was taken aback upon hearing this. Sensing the unfathomable aura emanating from the newcomer, she quickly bowed and tentatively inquired.

"Hehe, speaking of which, your father and I are old acquaintances. Back when your father and I were traveling, we accidentally obtained the Hanxu Immortal Mansion Relics Token and agreed to go in to search for treasure together. Who would have thought that we would encounter those things that neither recognize humans nor ghosts inside? Your father's injury was also left at that time. Now, it has been nearly three hundred years since we last met."

The Barefoot Master sighed and said something that shocked everyone present.

"Is what you said true, senior?"

Yan Qingyan pursed her red lips, staring at the barefoot man in front of her with disbelief.

"Of course it's true. To be honest, I was originally a late-stage Core Formation cultivator, only one step away from advancing to the Nascent Soul stage."

"That's why I teamed up with Brother Yan to venture into the Immortal Abode Ruins, hoping to seek opportunities and try to advance further, but I never expected such a thing to happen along the way... Alas!"

"It was after that that your father was seriously injured, and although I managed to escape, my cultivation level was greatly reduced."

"I was invited by Junior Brother Wang to go out to sea to hunt demonic beasts, but I just wanted to collect some demon cores to refine some pills to restore my cultivation."

The Barefoot Master sighed, recalling the past events, his eyes filled with reminiscence.

"So Father's injuries came from the ruins of the Immortal Abode. No wonder he never told me about it when I asked him. Given your relationship with Father, it is only right for me to call you Uncle!"

As Yan Qingyan spoke, a faint smile played on her lips. She obediently called out, and a hint of respect appeared in her eyes as she looked at the Barefoot Master.