Rebirth of a Reincarnated Immortal Cultivator

The old woman sat on the red chair in the ancestral hall, outlining the next steps of the family strategy.

These strategies, ranging from commercial trade and transportation to the personal safety of the Feng family and others, were all described in detail. It seems that the Feng family has indeed found its own way of surviving in Wuling City for so long.

At this moment, Han Li was squatting in the corner of the roof, staring intently at the two women, Jinzhi and Yuye.

Especially Yu Ye; in terms of looks alone, she would definitely rank in the top ten among all the beauties Han Li had ever seen. No wonder the young masters of Wuling City were so infatuated with this "Yu Ye" sister.

Han Li was not one to lust after beautiful women. After looking her up and down, his gaze fell on the lifelike white butterfly on her forehead.

"Sister, what's that white butterfly on your head? It doesn't look like an ornament... Wait, it seems to be moving!"

After the family meeting, the two girls, Jinzhi and Yuye, walked along the road. Looking at the white butterfly on Feng Yuye's hair, they couldn't help but curiously reach out and touch it.

The white butterfly fluttered its wings twice, then remained motionless on Feng Yuye's hair.

"I don't know either. I didn't even notice it myself until you pointed it out!"

Feng Yuye was taken aback. She took out a mirror and looked at herself. Sure enough, she found a white butterfly on her head. She was surprised, but didn't pay much attention to it.

After the candles went out and everyone had completely left, Han Li leaped down from the roof beam. His gaze fell upon the densely packed plaques before him.

These are all the ancestors of the Feng family, there are probably several hundred of them. In the center of the plaque, there is a seven-colored jade stone. The restriction that covers the entire Feng family is also emanating from this stone.

"This trip was definitely worthwhile."

Looking at the seven-colored jade stone in front of him, Han Li murmured a few words, and then his figure gradually blurred and disappeared from the spot.

In the dead of night, a crack in a door suddenly appeared in the dark stairwell, and a girl in pajamas walked out.

The girl's body was graceful and shapely, and even the loose-fitting nightgown could not conceal her astonishingly high breasts. Her jade-like feet walked on the mahogany floorboards in the dark stairwell without making a sound.

As she stepped out of the attic, the moonlight fell upon her exquisitely beautiful face.

This person was none other than Feng Yuye.

At this moment, Feng Yuye's eyes were tightly closed, as if she had fallen into a deep sleep. Above her head, the white butterfly was now emitting a ghostly green light, which looked particularly eerie in the silent night.

With the continuous flapping of its wings, the butterfly moved towards the gate of the Maple Mansion like a puppet on silk.

"Stop, who are you!"

"Uh-huh!"

With a scream from the guard at the door, a figure slowly materialized from the darkness.

In that person's hand was a white butterfly, just like the one on Feng Yuye's body.

At that moment, the gates of the Feng residence slowly opened, and a tall, barefoot woman walked out.

Seeing this, the person under the mask smiled slightly.

He stepped forward and hugged the woman in front of him, then disappeared in a few flashes, heading straight out of the city, completely unaware of the dark figure following closely behind him.

Once outside the restricted area of ​​the Four Symbols Sword Formation, the blood-red light on the man's body vanished. Holding the beauty in his arms, he transformed into a streak of light and flew towards a certain mountain range.

A fierce gust of wind swept in, bringing a chill. Feng Yuye groggily opened her eyes and saw a strange face wearing a fanged mask. She immediately screamed and tried to break free from the other person's embrace.

But there seemed to be a strange magic in the other person's eyes. The moment she met their gaze, Feng Yuye felt dizzy and lightheaded, as if a spinning black hole was swallowing her up completely.

The mysterious man, carrying Maple Leaf, arrived at a hidden cave. With a wave of his hand, the surrounding mist dissipated, revealing a black cave entrance in the middle of the cliff. Without hesitation, he flew inside.

After placing the pregnant woman down, the mysterious man couldn't help but reach out and stroke her, feeling the warmth from his fingertips, and he couldn't help but swallow.

His gaze then fell on the woman's delicate face.

"As expected of the renowned beauty of Wuling City, it would be a waste if such a beauty fell into the hands of those people. It's better to let her have her, hahaha..."

He hadn't expected to succeed so easily.

After all, the Feng family's array was incredibly powerful. He had used the spirit butterfly before, but without exception, it was completely blocked after entering the array.

He hadn't held out much hope, but he was unwilling to give up and wanted to try. Unexpectedly, he actually succeeded.

"Young lady, don't worry, I will treat you well. Anyway, your Feng family will be destroyed sooner or later. Rather than letting someone else benefit from you, I might as well..."

"There's no other way. I've given orders from above, and I can only obey. Before your body fades away, I'll let you experience what a real woman is like..."

As he spoke, he reached out to untie Feng Yuye's belt, revealing a large expanse of spring-like skin.

"who!!"

Just then, a strange noise suddenly came from inside the cave.

Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged man dressed in linen clothes and wearing a straw hat walked out of the cave. This man was none other than Han Li after he had used a disguise technique.

"This... sir, I am a villager who came to the cliff to pick herbs. I don't know how I got lost, and then I inexplicably ended up here."

"Please have mercy, I haven't eaten for days, please give me some food."

The masked man scanned Han Li with his divine sense and, after confirming that there was no spiritual energy fluctuation on his body, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He slowly put the woman in his arms down, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes.

"Hehe, you old geezer, you really have bad luck. By sheer coincidence, you ran into me."

"Since that's the case, then I'll reluctantly lend you a hand!"

Upon hearing the adult before him say he would "help him out," the middle-aged man was overjoyed. Immediately afterward, a dazzling red light shot out from his palm, and a scorching heat swept through the entire cave.

With a loud bang, the spot where Han Li had been standing was instantly charred black.

Upon seeing this, the masked man laughed twice, his laughter extremely perverse and ferocious.

But when he turned around again, the maple leaves that had been on the stone bed had already disappeared.

At the same time, a faint voice echoed in his mind.

"Are you looking for her?"

Han Li swayed slightly, and with a flash of light in his hand, several light orbs shot out, illuminating the entire cave.

In his arms, he was holding a soft, boneless, gentle and charming woman.

"How dare you play tricks on me!"

Upon seeing this, the mysterious masked man flew into a rage and unleashed his Qi Refining Level 5 cultivation without any concealment.

With a hand seal, countless black butterflies fluttered out and fell head-on towards Han Li, showing no regard for Feng Yuye's safety.

Upon seeing this, Han Li's lips curled up slightly. He activated the Supreme Emperor Bell, which descended from above his head, remaining completely unmoved no matter how the butterflies collided with it.

At the same time, Han Li made a hand seal, and twenty cyan silk threads flew out, swirling several times before overwhelming the masked man.

"Flying Needle Technique! You're a cultivator from the Bamboo Mountain Sect!"

Under the fierce onslaught of cyan flying needles, the masked man seemed to have figured out the origin of Han Li's supernatural power. He immediately shouted and spat out a black shield resembling a butterfly from his mouth.

The black shield shimmered with spiritual light, completely protecting the masked man.

Immediately afterward, he moved swiftly, transforming into a streak of light, and rushed towards the cave entrance without the slightest hesitation.

Han Li shook his head upon seeing this and did not stop him.

The moment the masked man reached the cave entrance, countless tiny vines grew wildly, completely sealing off both the masked man and the cave entrance.

The masked man struggled desperately, and the next moment a long sword gleaming with golden light appeared in front of him, less than an inch from his forehead.

Sensing the sharp aura emanating from the golden blade, the masked man swallowed hard, daring not to make any further moves.

Han Li smiled upon seeing this.

Even before entering the cave, he had set up a binding spell at the entrance using the Yi Wood Needle, all for this moment.

"Speak! Who are you people? Why are you robbing mortals without cause?"

At this moment, Han Li sat on the stone bed, one hand holding Feng Yuye without any politeness, the other hand controlling the flying sword, revealing what he considered to be a kind and amiable smile.

But to the masked man, that smile was more terrifying than a demon.