Rebirth of a Reincarnated Immortal Cultivator

These cultivators, some dressed in golden Daoist robes and others in palace-style long dresses, were clearly from the five major sects. The leader was a burly man with long, fiery red hair, resembling a lion, exuding an imposing and awe-inspiring presence.

The others were equally formidable; they were likely elders from cultivation families.

"Fellow Daoist Cang Kun, what brings you to the Ascension Ceremony today? This is unlike you!"

The man in the golden Taoist robe spoke slowly.

This person was none other than Zhen Yuanzi, who had met Han Li once before.

Zhen Yuanzi has now reached the late stage of Core Formation and is only one step away from condensing his Nascent Soul.

“Old Daoist Zhenyuan, you’re here too, aren’t you? Why can you come but I can’t? Is this Ascension Ceremony yours to run? Last year, my Li Huo Sect produced two Foundation Establishment Pills, twice as many as your Jin Hong Sword Sect.”

"Tch, it's just one more Foundation Establishment Pill, look how smug you are." Zhen Yuanzi muttered irritably.

"One more pill is still one more. If you're so capable, let's see if your Fire Sect can produce this many Foundation Establishment Pills this year." Venerable Cangkun snorted coldly, his rough voice echoing around the square.

"Go ahead and come out, do you think I'm afraid of you?" Zhen Yuanzi shouted, showing no fear whatsoever of Cang Kun Shangren.

Both being at the late-stage of the Core Formation realm, Zhen Yuanzi had never feared anyone.

You may be afraid of him, but I am not.

"Can you two please say less? How can you be so impudent in front of so many juniors?"

At this moment, the man in the white robe beside him spoke up.

“Fellow Daoist Gongsun is absolutely right. You two really should reflect on yourselves. Every time you meet, you're either arguing or on your way to a fight. You're both hundreds of years old, yet you act like children.” The woman in palace attire paused before speaking.

"Fairy Xuanling, you can't blame me for this. You saw it yourself; it was this old scoundrel who started the insults!"

Upon hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi blushed and hurriedly explained to the woman beside him.

"Fairy Xuanling~"

"You're calling me that so affectionately, Fellow Daoist Zhenyuan. If you like someone, just say so. Why hide it from me?"

Upon seeing this, Cang Kun curled his lip, his face full of disdain.

"You old scoundrel, it's only been a short time, and you're already itching for a fight? Come on, let's go outside and have a go!" Upon seeing this, Zhen Yuanzi immediately flicked his sleeves and said angrily.

"Come on, before the competition begins today, let's have a three-hundred-round duel. I want to see if my Heaven-Burning Technique is more powerful, or your Thunderclap Technique is superior."

The two stood up, and as they spoke, they were about to fly away, looking quite menacing.

"Enough! It's been over two hundred years, and you two are still the same as ever. Don't let these younger generations laugh at you." At this moment, a ripple appeared in the void, and a man in black stood with his hands clasped behind his back. In a few flashes, he arrived on the high platform.

This person exuded no aura whatsoever, yet with every gesture, he seemed to possess the immense power to move mountains and fill seas, as if he could suppress galaxies.

Upon seeing the newcomer, the two men, who had been glaring and bristling, instantly froze.

Upon seeing this, the other Core Formation stage cultivators quickly stood up, their eyes fixed on the man in black before them, and respectfully bowed, not daring to be negligent in the slightest.

The crowd below was startled by what they saw.

Who is this person in front of me? How could someone as arrogant as Zhen Yuanzi be so respectful? Could he be some Nascent Soul cultivator?

Everyone present was completely stunned. However, the aura above the stands was too strong. When their Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment stage divine senses swept over it, they felt dizzy and dared not look anymore.

"You two seem to enjoy fighting so much, would you like me to give you some pointers?" The man in black concealed his aura, appearing like an ordinary mortal. He glanced at the two men and spoke calmly.

"Senior is too kind. With your cultivation level, how could we dare to fight you?"

Zhen Yuanzi and Cang Kun Shangren exchanged a glance and spoke in unison, both seeing the shock in each other's eyes.

"Senior, I was just joking with Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi!"

"Yes, senior, we were just joking around."

The two exchanged a sullen smile, but in their hearts, neither was willing to concede to the other.

However, out of respect for this senior, they had no choice but to give up.

"Alright, you can continue, don't mind me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man in black robes took a step forward and disappeared without a trace.

"Congratulations, senior!"

Seeing this, the dozen or so Core Formation stage cultivators clasped their hands in respect and said...

"What do you think the senior from the White Emperor Tower is at now?"

After confirming that the person had left, Cangkun Shangren and Zhen Yuanzi exchanged a glance and smiled wryly.

"I don't know. Back when I was just a lowly Foundation Establishment cultivator, this senior was already a late Nascent Soul cultivator."

"Now, several hundred years have passed. The cultivators who lived in the same era as that senior have either perished or passed away early. Only this senior is still alive."

Fairy Xuanlian shook her head and said something that shocked everyone present.

"Do you think that senior just now might have broken through to the legendary Nascent Soul Realm?"

Upon hearing this, the dozen or so Core Formation stage cultivators in the stands fell silent.

After all, this senior's lifespan had long exceeded a thousand years, and apart from the legendary Nascent Soul Realm, they really couldn't find a second answer.

"Alright, why think so much? Even if that senior really becomes a Nascent Soul cultivator, it will definitely be beneficial to us Ningzhou cultivators in every way."

"Moreover, even that senior hasn't personally acknowledged such a matter, so why should we presume to speculate? The most urgent matter is still the Ascension Ceremony."

Upon hearing this, the Core Formation stage cultivators present nodded, calmed their emotions, and said, "The auspicious time has arrived. The 32nd Ascension Ceremony shall now officially begin!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire audience erupted in cheers.

Although Han Li did not hear their conversation, he vaguely guessed that what these Core Formation cultivators were talking about was likely related to the black-robed cultivator from earlier.

That person was someone Han Li had never seen in his previous lives.

It seems very likely that this person is a top expert hidden in the human realm, and perhaps there will be unexpected opportunities for them.

However, with his current Qi Refining stage cultivation level, it was impossible for him to come into contact with such an existence.

It's estimated that only those who reach the Nascent Soul stage have a slight chance!

As Han Li was thinking, he heard someone calling his name from the third arena, and he immediately leaped out.

"Hao Le, is that you, number 132?"

"I'm."

Han Li nodded, handed over the jade token in his hand, and looked calmly at the middle-aged man in front of him.

"You have a match this afternoon against Pengfei, number 156. Please prepare accordingly."

"You're Hao Le? You look pretty ordinary. I hope you can last a few more moves against me."

Han Li was about to answer when he was interrupted by a burly man with a pockmarked face.

The aura emanating from the opponent was roughly at the eighth level of Qi Refining. While not top-tier, he was still among the best of all the contestants.

Han Li remained silent, using his Concealing Breath Technique and the Taiqing Cave Profound True Light to prevent his opponent from discerning his true cultivation level.

On the surface, he only appeared to have reached the early stage of the seventh level of Qi Refining, which explains why the other party spoke so rudely.

"Kid, are you deaf or mute? I'm talking to you, did you hear me?"

Ignoring the pockmarked man's provocation, Han Li silently returned to the pavilion where he had been resting, found a secluded corner, sat cross-legged, and closed his eyes to rest.

"Sister, look! Han Li is being humiliated like this and he's completely unmoved. He's so spineless!"

On the stands, Feng Jinzhi pouted.

In her heart, she had unknowingly labeled Han Li as a coward, a bully who preys on the weak. She really didn't know what Sister Yuye liked about this boy.

"Senior Brother Han has his own ideas, let's not disturb him, let's just focus on watching the game." Feng Yuye waved her hand dismissively and said with her red lips slightly parted.

"Senior Brother Han, Senior Brother Han~ I really don't know what kind of bewitching potion this kid gave you." Feng Jinzhi pouted and said.

"If only I could become a cultivator, then perhaps I could be with him forever."

Upon hearing this, Feng Yuye blushed, but a strange thought arose in her mind. At this moment, she tightly gripped the beauty pill that Han Li had given her, and her fingers turned white from the force.

Completely unaware, a thin, red wisp of energy was steadily approaching along the crack beneath her feet, entering Feng Yuye's body and disappearing.