Chapter 686: Secret Meeting
A Record of a Mortal's Journey to Immortality
âThank you for the trouble Marquis. And apologies for the wait!â After a few polite words, Han Li followed Marquis Nanlong inside.
The buildingâs interior was completely bare, to Han Liâs shock. But after he swept his spiritual sense through the building, he discovered restriction fluctuations throughout.
The Marquis smiled upon sensing Han Liâs actions and said, âThis small trick of mine canât be concealed from Fellow Daoist Han of course. Please follow me.â He then formed an incantation gesture with his hand and flung a golden mist from his sleeve.
With the appearance of the golden mist, the unremarkable interior flickered with white light, revealing a set of dark stone steps.
Marquis Nanlong wordlessly descended down the stairs. Han Li frowned, but he followed him all the same.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
The stairs were rather short. After only a moment, they arrived before a small underground hall.
There were a few moonlight stones that were softly illuminating the room.
The hall had eight cultivators. Six of them were sitting and the other two were a man and woman pair standing together.
When Marquis Nanlong and Han Li walked in, all of them simultaneously glanced at them.
âItâs you!â The man that was standing couldnât help but shout in shock at the sight of Han Liâs appearance.
A bright glint appeared from Han Liâs eyes. His sights fell onto the face of a late Core Formation cultivator. He caught sight of a deeply familiar silver mask. After a moment of shock, Han Li sneered.
That man was the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect, Wang Chan, who had pursued him in the past [1]. He had the same silver mask, but the youthful rage contained in his eyes was replaced with an varied arrangement of emotions.
âI didnât expect that Iâd see an old friend here. What a surprise!â
âHow is this possible? You... You condensed a Nascent Soul?â The Ghost Spirit Sectâs young master voice was hoarser than from his youth, but the terror in his voice was unmistakable.
The black-robed, middle-aged scholar sitting in front of him coldly asked, âWhat the matter? You recognize this Fellow Daoist?â
âSecond Uncle, this person is the Yellow Maple Cultivator surnamed Han. During that year, he...â
The middle-aged scholar revealed a trace of shock, but he frowned and decisively said, âThere is no need to speak of it. Fellow Daoist Han is already a Nascent Sou cultivator. He wonât bring himself down to a juniorâs level.â
He then gently smiled at Han Li and amiably said, âI am the Ghost Spirit Sect Master Wang Tiangu. My nephew had an overexaggerated opinion of his own abilities in the past and had committed many offenses, but I hope Fellow Daoist Han will overlook these matters for my sake.â
âThose matters with Fellow Daoist Wang is merely a matter of the past. With so many years gone by, how could I still bear a grudge? Your esteemed self need not worry!â
Han Li glanced at the black-robed man and smiled as if he truly planned to let bygones be bygones. However, Han Li inwardly sneered. The Ghost Spirit Sectâs young master had nearly taken his life two times, forcing him to take the risk of leaving the Heavenly South. How could such hatred be easily resolved?
Were it not for the many Nascent Soul cultivators present, and the Ghost Spirit Sect Master in particular, he wouldâve immediately taken Wang Chanâs life. For now, all he could do was examine the others and see whether or not they were Devil Dao cultivators. If he didnât keep his grudge in check, it was possible that he would be surrounded.
At that moment, Marquis Nanlong took the opportunity to cut in, âHehe, so it turned out that Fellow Daoist was from Yellow Maple Valley. I originally believed you came from the Drifting Cloud Sect. However, it is great that Fellow Daoist was able to let go of this old enmity. After all, Iâm sure that everyone Iâve invited doesnât wish to see such an unhappy affair occur.â
Wang Tiangu smiled, but as one of shrewd mind, he wasnât about to easily believe Han Liâs words. He then nodded and said, âFellow Daoistâs open heart has truly earned my admiration. Be completely at ease Fellow Daoist Han. When I return I will most certainly punish my nephew. But for Fellow Daoist Han to have climbed from Foundation Establishment stage to Nascent Soul stage in a mere two hundred years, that is quite unbelievable. Perhaps in a few more
hundred years, it may be possible for Fellow Daoist to reach late Nascent Soul stage. As the rest of our aptitudes are poor, it is a rather unattainable goal.â
Once that was said, all of the other cultivators present has vastly changed expressions.
Han Li inwardly cursed and felt bone aching hatred towards the Ghost Spirit Sect Master. This clear word of praise intended to mark a target on him.
After a long moment of silence, a tan man asked with an odd tone, âFellow Daoist hasnât yet
reached three hundred years of age?â
âSect Master Wang must be joking. Iâve only recently entered Nascent Soul stage. How could I dare to have high hopes of achieving late Nascent Soul stage? It would take countless years.â Han Li casually touched on the matter before sweeping his gaze past everyone in the room.
At that moment, he discovered that there was an amazingly beautiful late Core Formation woman standing at Wang Chanâs side. She was also standing behind Wang Tiangu.
The womanâs calm appearance suggested that she was an exceptional character. He had heard the the top clan in the State of Yue, the Yan Clan, had secretly left the country to immediately join the Ghost Spirit Sect. Additionally, this woman Yan Ruyan had married Wang Chan and possessed Heavenly Spirit Roots. Han Li couldnât help but suspect this woman was her.
As for the six that were seated, they were all Nascent Soul cultivators. The only one that was a mid Nascent Soul stage cultivator apart from the Marquis was a white-clothed beardless old man.
After taking several more glances at those present, Han Liâs gaze met the old manâs and he
immediately shivered. His gaze contained a penetrating and chilling cold. However, Han Li had casually turned his head and avoided his gaze.
When the old man saw this, he faintly smiled.
At that moment, Marquis Nanlong called out for Han Li to sit down. Without any hesitation, Han Li found an empty seat and sat down with undue deliberation. Afterwards, he glanced at Wang Chan with a mysterious gaze.
Although the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect was full of terror, he managed to keep a calm exterior in the presence of Wang Tiangu. Regardless, he still felt immense trepidation at what Han Liâs eyes seemed to suggest.
In the past, their cultivation were a match, but his current jump to Nascent Soul stage was much cause of resentment and alarm. As of Yan Ruyan, she glanced at Han Li with bright eyes. It was unknown what she was thinking.
Once Han Li saw this, he sneered before paying them no further heed.
As the groupâs leader, Marquis Nanlong stood at their center and spoke with a deep tone, âThere are Fellow Daoists that are from the Righteous Dao, Devilish Dao, and there are even a few vagrant cultivators among you. However, you are all similar in which your spiritual senses are exceptionally vast. It is for that reason that Iâve asked all you Fellow Daoists to come here today.
A portion of you should already have a general idea of the matter, but a majority should be ignorant of the matter. I will be giving a thorough briefing on the matter before everyone can decide to participate in the matter. If you are unwilling, I will not force you.â
When Han Li heard this, his spirits were roused. The heart of the matter has finally arrived.
A stern-faced cultivator sitting across from the black-robed man suddenly said, âHehe! I donât care about the others, but why are those two Ghost Spirit Sect Juniors here? Donât tell me that their spiritual senses are a match with ours.â At that same moment, he gave a hostile glance at Wang Tiangu as if they were enemies.
The Marquis predicted this would happen and spoke as if he already had an answer, âFellow Daoist Long, you will have to overlook it. Although their cultivation isnât very high, they are proficient in secret techniques. When they later join their spiritual senses with ours, they will provide a significant boost. You should know that it is difficult to find cultivators with spiritual senses as powerful as ours, regardless of how their spiritual sense became so strong.â
The stern-faced cultivator expressionlessly replied, âSince thatâs the case, pretend I never said anything!â
The other cultivators had no complaints and glanced at Marquis Nanlong, waiting for him to start.
Marquis slowly swept his eyes past everyone present and slowly said, âThe reason Iâve gathered everyone here is for the purpose of traveling to the Moulan Plains.â
âThe Moulan Plains?â Marquis Nanlongâs words came as a large surprise to most of those present, Han Li included.
[1] Wang Chan was last seen in chapter 363, and had tormented Han Li several times in the past.