Rebirth of a Reincarnated Immortal Cultivator

"Hehe, just lucky. Fellow Daoist, you've also entered the late Foundation Establishment stage, right? I suppose you're not far from the Pseudo Core stage."

Han Li chuckled and said to the middle-aged man.

"Alas, it's not that easy. With my spiritual root aptitude, being able to cultivate to the late Foundation Establishment stage is already far beyond my expectations. Moreover, I'm getting old now, and it's basically hopeless for me to break through to the Pseudo Core stage or even the Core Formation stage."

"It's quite remarkable that Fellow Daoist Hao is already a Foundation Establishment cultivator at such a young age. Given time, it's not impossible for him to break through to the Core Formation stage!"

The middle-aged man sighed, his gaze towards Han Li filled with envy.

Han Li just smiled awkwardly upon hearing this and didn't say anything more.

"Fellow Daoist, have you come here to observe the Ascension Ceremony?"

"Pretty much, it's mainly to cheer on my friend. By the way, I still don't know my friend's name."

Han Li cupped his hands in greeting and said.

"My surname is Wen. You can call me Fellow Daoist Wen," the middle-aged man said with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist Wen, I have a favor to ask of you. I wonder if that's possible..." Han Li cupped his hands, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Then, Han Li spoke a few words through his mouth, conveying his thoughts and entrustment to the middle-aged Foundation Establishment cultivator.

"Hahahaha... Fellow Daoist Hao is too kind. It's just a small matter. Leave it to me."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged Foundation Establishment cultivator immediately patted his chest and assured the man that he would definitely bring the item.

Han Li then took out several hundred spirit stones and stuffed them into the hands of the middle-aged Foundation Establishment cultivator. After some polite refusals, the man surnamed Wen finally accepted them.

After doing all this, Han Li looked at Gan Rushuang from afar, a rare hint of tenderness appearing in his eyes.

Perhaps sensing Han Li's gaze, Gan Rushuang turned around, and their eyes met. After nodding slightly, she silently closed her eyes to rest.

At this moment, Gan Rushuang faintly exuded the aura of the Great Perfection of the Twelfth Level of Qi Refining, and she also possessed several extraordinary divine abilities. Based on her experience from her previous life, barring any unforeseen circumstances, entering the top three should be no problem for her.

In addition, with the Spirit Infusion Foundation Establishment Pill and Antidote Pill given to him by Fellow Daoist Wen, given the other party's dual spiritual roots of water and wood, Foundation Establishment is a sure thing.

Gan Rushuang broke through to the Core Formation stage after winning the Ascension Tournament and joining the Star River Sword Sect.

Thinking of this, Han Li breathed a slight sigh of relief. He glanced around the stands and his gaze fell on Lin Muxin and Lin Muxue not far away. He quickly looked at them for a few moments before looking away.

After observing the surroundings, Han Li was surprised to find that not a single person from Feng Mansion had come to watch the Ascension Ceremony, which was rather strange.

Thinking back to the time when he suddenly remembered Feng Yuye's appearance, a bad feeling rose in his heart.

Thinking of this, Han Li's figure was enveloped by a faint spiritual light, and his figure slowly disappeared from the spot.

About an hour later, a young man dressed in a blue robe with an ordinary face appeared outside the Feng residence, looking around curiously. This man was none other than Han Li.

At this moment, the Feng Mansion was covered with white silk, and the faint wails of people inside could be heard, as if someone had just died. This made Han Li feel very uneasy.

"Hey, who are you?"

Han Li entered the restaurant and went straight to the fourth floor of the Wine Fragrance Pavilion.

The waiter was about to say something when he saw those god-like figures hurriedly stand up, like cats seeing mice, and keep calling the unassuming young man in front of him "senior" repeatedly.

At this moment, the waiter could easily understand that a truly important person had arrived, and he hurriedly ordered the restaurant staff to serve him the best wine and food.

Han Li didn't say much about this, calmly took his seat, and then asked one of the blue-robed cultivators, "Which cultivator are you from?"

"Reporting to senior, my surname is Wan and my given name is Xiaozhi. This is my good friend, Zhang Cuishan, also known as Lingxi Sanren Jing Shen. The three of us are all independent cultivators from the vicinity of Wuling City. We have no special background and have never done anything immoral... May I ask what important matter senior has for us?"

One of the cultivators, surnamed Wan, who looked somewhat shifty-eyed, cupped his hands and addressed Han Li.

"Whether you've committed any offenses or not, you know the answer in your hearts; I don't need to remind you. However, I'm not here today to listen to your nonsense. If you behave well, my Golden Phoenix Sword Sect can forgive and forget everything from the past. If you don't behave well, hehe..."

Han Li picked up the teacup on the seat, drank it all in one gulp, and said.

"So you are a master of the Golden Phoenix Sword Sect, senior? My apologies for not recognizing you. May I ask what important matter you have with us?"

Lingxi Sanren cupped his hands in a respectful gesture and said.

"I've been in seclusion for some time now, so I'm not very familiar with the situation in Wuling City in recent years. Tell me about the major events that have happened in Wuling City and the surrounding area in the last five years!"

Han Li sat up straight, his gaze fixed on the three people in front of him, and slowly asked.

"The most significant event that has recently occurred in the Wuling City area is the heated conflict between the two factions. Led by the Heshan and Qishan factions, a large-scale battle between cultivators took place in the Zangyue Mountains. Countless Qi Refining stage cultivators were killed or injured, and even many Foundation Establishment stage cultivators suffered heavy losses."

The three men looked at each other, unsure of where to begin. At that moment, the man surnamed Zhang spoke first.

Do you know why the two factions fighting over the burial site at Yue Mountain?

Han Li nodded and asked slowly.

"We don't know much about this either. We've only heard rumors. Some say it's for the spirit stone mines they control, while others say it's for a top-tier magic weapon. But only the Foundation Establishment cultivators within the sect really know the details."

"Hmm... Is there anything else?"

"Besides the conflict between the two factions, there seem to be traces of demonic cultivators appearing near Wuling City. I don't know why, but recently the White Emperor Tower has been issuing more and more missions to eradicate demonic cultivators. You know, all the demonic cultivators in the past few decades combined don't even compare to the demonic cultivators that have appeared in the last few years."

"Moreover, these demonic cultivators are all good at disguising themselves. Even though Wuling City has strengthened its defenses, quite a few demonic cultivators have still managed to sneak in."

"After these demonic cultivators entered the city, they remained inactive. If it weren't for the Ni family patriarch using his divine sense to cover dozens of miles around and searching house to house, it would have been really difficult to find these people."

The cultivator surnamed Wan spoke slowly.

"In addition, the secular world has been quite turbulent lately, with various gangs fighting each other. I've heard that quite a few people have died, especially the Feng family. Since the death of the Feng family patriarch, their power has been steadily declining, with various factions vying for control."

"Are you referring to Feng Mansion, the counterpart to Jiuxianglou?" Han Li asked, his eyes narrowing slightly.

“That’s right.” The cultivator surnamed Wan nodded.

"Hmm, the Feng family used to be related to me. I never expected that they would have fallen so low after all these years. It's truly unpredictable. But you just said that the head of the Feng family passed away. How exactly did she die?" Han Li put down his teacup and asked.

"It seems that the head of the Feng family died of illness! I don't know the specifics of what illness he had."

"After the death of the Feng family patriarch, the Zhao and Wang families, who were eyeing Wuling City with covetous intent, could not hold back. Fortunately, the Feng family's great formation, along with the intervention of the Ni family cultivators, prevented a massacre of their entire families."

"However, after this incident, the Feng family was severely weakened and fell out of the ranks of the four major families in Wuling City. Along with them, a large number of towns and villages were also seized by others."

Upon hearing that Han Li had a past connection with the declining Feng family, a look of astonishment flashed across the eyes of the three cultivators.

After all, although the four major families of Wuling City are considered to be Jianghu forces, they are all supported by cultivation families or sects to varying degrees.

Under such circumstances, no matter how weak those martial arts forces were, they would not suffer the same fate of being wiped out as the Feng family.

This can only mean one thing: the cultivation forces behind the Feng family have encountered serious problems.

But if they knew that the Feng family had a Foundation Establishment cultivator guarding them, who would dare to plot against them?

"I also heard that Feng Yuye, the most beautiful woman in Wuling City, from the Feng family, seems to have disappeared mysteriously some time ago. This was most likely done by those demonic cultivators."

"What a pity that such a beauty was ruined by those demonic brats."

Upon hearing this, Han Li stood up abruptly, unleashing a terrifying surge of spiritual pressure.

In an instant, chairs flew sideways, and the three late-stage Qi Refining cultivators were sent flying backward, crashing into the restaurant wall. Under the immense pressure, the spiritual light on their bodies dimmed considerably, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of their mouths as they stared at Han Li in horror.

Seeing the wailing and chaos around him, Han Li realized he had lost his composure. He flicked his sleeve and put the chair back in its original position.

"I have several high-grade talismanic artifacts and a few bottles of pills that can help Qi Refining cultivators improve their cultivation. There are some things I need your help with. Of course, you can refuse, but you are not allowed to reveal a single thing about me, Hao. Otherwise, don't blame me for showing no mercy!"

As Han Li spoke, he waved his hand, and several high-grade talismans and pills emitting various colors of light floated in mid-air.

It wasn't that Han Li was unwilling to give them top-tier talismanic artifacts, but rather that he worried it would incite their greed and make it impossible to control them.

Upon seeing this, the three clutched their chests and looked at each other in bewilderment.

They knew this was their only chance to establish a relationship with a Foundation Establishment cultivator. Although they didn't know what the other party wanted to do, after much hesitation, they still chose to accept these magical treasures and pills.

"Senior Hao, what do you need us to do next?"

Wan Xiaozhi cupped her hands in a gesture of respect, her gaze towards Han Li filled with awe.

Upon seeing this, Han Li waved his hand, and an invisible protective shield enveloped the surroundings. He then transmitted a few words to the group.

After making all the arrangements, the others took their leave, leaving Han Li alone. Facing the large table of delicious food, he showed no interest whatsoever, his gaze fixed on the Feng family, lost in thought.