Rebirth of a Reincarnated Immortal Cultivator

Han Li never expected that so many things would happen in Wuling City in just five years.

Han Li would not interfere in these worldly struggles. The rise and fall of a family or even a sect is a common occurrence in the long river of time.

To his surprise, these demonic forces had become so rampant. Recalling what the three rogue cultivators had said, Han Li had a premonition that these demonic forces might be planning something big.

Those demonic cultivators who have infiltrated the city and are lying in wait are likely spies of the demonic path. In that case, Wuling City is not safe now, and it seems we need to find another way out.

The thought of Feng Yuye, who had been pestering him all day long and calling him "Senior Brother Han" incessantly, possibly having met a tragic end, filled Han Li with a bitter feeling. If she had truly been harmed by those demonic cultivators, Han Li would naturally seek justice for her and thus completely settle this karmic debt.

Thinking of this, Han Li left a few taels of silver on the table, and with a flash of spiritual light, he disappeared from the spot and headed straight for the Feng residence.

The Maple Manor was no longer the bustling place it once was. The herbs planted in the back garden had long been harvested, the ornamental gardens had been cut down, and even the once-standing artificial hills had vanished, leaving only a desolate and decaying landscape.

As Han Li walked through the Feng residence, he looked around. He remembered that when he last came here, there were at least twenty hidden sentries, but now there were only a few stewards guarding the house, who were currently dozing off on the pillars, looking absent-minded.

According to Han Li's divine sense, the entire Feng Mansion had been basically emptied out.

After the death of the Feng family patriarch, the various branches fought each other for power and profit. Many of the direct descendants of the Feng family moved away from Wuling City to rural towns, choosing to retire from the martial world and live a peaceful life.

Han Li entered the Feng family ancestral hall and saw Madam Yan and Madam Liu, Feng Jinzhi's mother. Behind them stood two middle-aged men, who were presumably the direct descendants of the Feng family.

At this moment, the four of them remained silent, looking at Feng Jinzhi who was crying her eyes out, unsure of how to comfort her.

In just one year, the Feng family has fallen from one of the four great families to this state, which is truly lamentable.

In the very center of the ancestral hall, there are two plaques, one for the head of the Feng family and the other for Feng Yuye.

"who are you!"

Upon seeing someone enter, Feng Changkong snorted coldly, releasing the aura of martial arts from his body, and looked at Han Li with a gaze full of apprehension.

This person had been standing behind them for quite some time. As a renowned and top-tier expert in the martial arts world, he hadn't noticed him at all. If the other party hadn't revealed himself, he probably wouldn't have been able to detect him at all.

"You are... Han Li!"

With tears welling up in her eyes, Madam Yan turned around and saw a young man with a familiar face standing there.

After several years, Yan Shi had a few more gray hairs on her head. All the people who had hosted the banquet for her five years ago had grown old. Only Han Li was the same as before, except that he looked a little more composed. This made Yan Shi feel both alarmed and hopeful.

"Chang Kong, do not be rude. This is Han Li, the patriarch's last disciple. Five years ago, he saved Yu Ye and secured the protection of the Ni family for us. Otherwise, my Feng family would have been wiped out long ago."

Liu pulled on Feng Changkong's arm and began to explain.

"Miss Jinzhi...the dead cannot be brought back to life, please accept my condolences."

Looking at Feng Jinzhi, who was crying her eyes out, Han Li slowly spoke. Her appearance hadn't changed much from five years ago, so she must have taken a youth-preserving pill.

As he spoke, Han Li picked up the incense sticks and candles beside him, cast a fire-starting spell, and then inserted them into the furnace.

But at that moment, Feng Jinzhi suddenly stood up and pushed Han Li away.

"Golden Branch, what are you doing?"

Han Li, who was pushed away, was not angry. Instead, he looked at the woman in front of him calmly.

"When the family was in trouble, you disappeared without a trace. Now, Sister Yuye has gone missing because of you. Han Li, you are truly heartless! I never want to see you again, you hypocrite!"

Feng Jinzhi choked back tears and pointed at Han Li's nose, cursing angrily.

"You just mentioned Miss Yuye, what exactly happened?"

Han Li's expression shifted slightly, and he asked.

"It's none of your business! The affairs of the Feng family are none of your concern, you outsider. Get out of here!"

Feng Jinzhi was agitated and seemed to have gone mad, a sign that she was about to suffer a qi deviation.

Han Li didn't waste any words and extended a finger to press against her forehead.

Upon seeing this, Feng Changkong was about to step forward when he was stopped by Yan Shi, who was standing to the side.

Yan shook her head, her eyes slightly reddening, and looked at Han Li with eyes full of trust.

The instant Han Lifa's power was poured into Feng Jinzhi's body, a strange red gas swirled out from it, like a twisted red worm, trying to crawl into Han Lifa's body along with his power.

Seeing this, Han Li snorted coldly and released his early Foundation Establishment cultivation without any concealment. He activated the Taiqing Cave Profound True Light and used his magic power to wrap the hair-like red gas.

The moment the red gas left her body, Maple Branch collapsed.

At the same time, Han Li extended a palm, and the azure light transformed from the Longevity Guide flickered. The moment the azure light entered his body, Feng Jinzhi felt his mind gradually calm down, and his limbs were filled with strength again.

The onlookers were already dumbfounded, impressed by Han Li's methods. Their eyes fell on the red silk thread on Han Li's finger, which was struggling wildly like a living thing, and they couldn't help but swallow.

"Han Li, what just happened to me?"

Having recovered, Feng Jinzhi looked at Han Li with a blank expression, shook her head vigorously, and spoke weakly.

"True demonic energy... How could there be a trace of true demonic energy in your body?"

Looking at the wisp of true demonic energy in his hand, Han Li asked.

"True demonic energy, what is that?"

Everyone who heard this looked bewildered.

When did Jinzhi's symptoms begin?

After a moment of silence, Han Li sealed the wisp of true demonic energy in a small bottle covered with talismans, and then slowly spoke.

"It was probably not long after the Jade Leaf disappeared, Han Li, do you think we might have this thing in our bodies too?!"

Liu responded with some concern, her eyes filled with undisguised exhaustion.

"Don't worry, you've just been with Miss Jinzhi for too long and had a small amount of your essence absorbed by this wisp of demonic energy. With proper care, you'll recover in no time."

"But Miss Jinzhi's situation is a bit troublesome. Because she has been possessed by this demonic energy for too long, her vital essence is almost exhausted. I'm afraid... she doesn't have many years left to live."

Upon hearing this, Liu felt as if she had been struck by lightning, and she took several steps back.

Even Feng Changkong's face was deathly pale.

"Han Li, you have incredible powers, you must save my daughter! I beg you..."

Realizing what had happened, Liu was in tears and tried to kneel down before Han Li, but Han Li waved his hand, and an invisible force held her back, preventing her from kneeling down no matter what she did.

"Mother, I'm fine. I'm already content to live a few more years. But Sister Yuye, her safety is the most important thing."

Han Li hadn't expected that, faced with the threat of death, Feng Jinzhi would not only be unafraid but also accept it calmly, which made Han Li look at her with new respect.

"For those who have lost vital essence, I have some Vitality Pills here. Although they cannot completely make up for the loss of lifespan, they can replenish vital essence and make it possible to live three to five more years."

As he spoke, Han Li took out the few remaining Essence Pills from his storage bag and handed them to Feng Jinzhi.

"Miss Feng, can you tell me about Miss Yuye now?"

After doing all this, led by Feng Changkong and the others, they arrived at a waterside pavilion.

Looking at the lake view before him, Han Li slowly asked.