Bachelor [EN]: Chapter 470

Amidst the fog, where countless white dots floated in the air, Han Li suddenly formed a hand seal, enveloping himself in a dazzling protective barrier. However, a sudden gust of wind arose, causing the white dots to rush towards him like moths drawn to a flame. Soon, the gale intensified, whipping up sand and rocks, creating an ominous atmosphere as if a demon might appear at any moment. Yet, as Han Li murmured something within the storm, it shuddered and slowly dissipated. As the storm vanished, the sound of waves suddenly filled the surroundings, revealing an endless expanse of the sea. Gigantic waves, easily a hundred yards high, surged one after another, attempting to engulf Han Li. But as his hands formed a seal, a blue light soared upwards. Suddenly, Han Li cast a spell, causing the massive waves to disappear, replaced by flames that surged forth, forming giant fire serpents dozens of yards long that flew towards him… Flames, dense jungles, endless deserts, glaciers—bizarre landscapes materialized as illusions under Han Li’s control, as if he had become a god. Filled with confidence, Han Li condensed his magical power, creating a giant, thousand-yard-tall figure. As the giant pounded its chest and roared, silver light poured from all directions, causing the space to ripple. Moments later, the giant melted away like snow, and Han Li screamed in pain from the light. The world was dissolving and collapsing into silver. “Hah!” Han Li gasped, his eyes wide open, feeling dizzy. The silver light, along with the entire world, had vanished! He was now alone in a secret chamber, drenched in cold sweat. Taking a long breath to regain his composure, he remembered that he was in a secret chamber somewhere in the Chuma Bone Valley. He had swallowed the Harmonious Pill he had successfully refined and had fallen into a hallucination. Han Li didn’t get up immediately but instead replayed the events he had experienced in the hallucination. He ran his hand down his back, finding his robe soaked with sweat. Han Li’s lips curled into a wry smile. How peculiar was the effect of the Harmonious Pill? Even someone with such a strong will as himself had immediately fallen into a hallucination after taking the pill. In that strange world, he could cast countless spells, becoming an absolute being capable of moving mountains and overturning seas. Upon waking, he couldn’t recall the hand seals or techniques he had used, but the sensation of freely manipulating spiritual energy remained. Han Li closed his eyes and remained motionless. He spent half a day in this state, gradually regaining his stability. He rose, brushed off his robe, and calmly walked towards the stone door. As he did, a white light emerged from the stone wall and entered his sleeve. It was Silvermoon, transformed into a small fox. “How many days have passed? Has anything happened while I was in seclusion?” “It has been two days since Master went into seclusion. Miss Ziling came looking for you after exiting her seclusion first, but she returned after seeing the cave’s restrictions,” Silvermoon replied respectfully to his calm question. “Ziling’s cultivation is lower, so the Harmonious Pill’s influence on her must have been less. But it’s surprising that you didn’t want to take the Harmonious Pill, Silvermoon.” “As you know, I am not a human cultivator but a member of the Silvermoon Wolf Clan. Moreover, I am currently cultivating in the body of a fox demon. How could I recklessly consume pills meant for human cultivators? I cannot risk it without knowing the consequences,” Silvermoon muttered from within his sleeve, as if helpless. Han Li frowned, lost in thought, but didn’t ask further. After all, he had already consumed the remaining spiritual herbs raw before taking the Harmonious Pill. Although they wouldn’t enhance his cultivation as much as the Harmonious Pill, they would still have some effect. As he exited the cave entrance, the puppet demons were still standing guard. He released the Soul-Seizing Banner, and a white light emerged, drawing the puppets into it. Not long after leaving the cave entrance, a beam of light flew from another mountain peak. Han Li identified the light and retrieved the formation flags and discs he had placed nearby. “Brother Han, you’ve finally come out. I thought I’d have to wait another half a day,” Ziling said, appearing from the beam of light with a smile. Her smile seemed to brighten the surroundings. “It seems the pill worked well. In a few years, you’ll easily reach the mid-Core Formation stage. Congratulations in advance.” “How can I compare to Brother Han? I’ve only saved a few decades, but Brother Han is one step closer to the mid-Nascent Soul stage.” “Does Miss Ziling believe that the Harmonious Pill has the same effect on Core Formation and Nascent Soul cultivators? Although it is effective for cultivators below the Transformation stage, it is only natural that the lower the cultivation, the greater the effect. A Core Formation cultivator will certainly improve, but it is uncertain for a Nascent Soul cultivator.” “With Brother Han’s talent, reaching the Nascent Soul stage in just over two hundred years, the mid-Nascent Soul stage shouldn’t be a problem, right?” ‘My talent?’ Han Li gave a wry smile inwardly at Ziling’s words and simply shook his head. *Rumble!* *Crash!* Ziling was about to say something with a smile when a roar and tremor echoed from somewhere. Han Li was fine, but Ziling, who was floating in the air, almost lost her balance and fell. “What’s going on?” Han Li was just as surprised and, without answering her question, turned his head towards the source of the roar. ‘That’s the direction marked on the map?’ While pondering this question, a white thread-like object shone in the distance. A desperate scream echoed like thunder, and the white thread twisted and turned, surging towards them as a white aura. As the white wave passed, the strong impact flattened the giant mountain, which had been filled with bizarre rocks, and was rapidly approaching them. ‘What is that!’ Han Li was shocked by the unbelievable and bizarre event. He shook his sleeve, summoning a blue shield. The shield rose, blocking his path. As he pointed at the shield, blue light erupted, forming a protective barrier. Still not feeling safe, he spat out a fist-sized blue flame that exploded a dozen yards in front of him. A strong blue light flashed, and the cold air accumulated, forming a blue iceberg fifty yards high in an instant. Ziling was terrified and created a protective barrier with her silk cloth, but upon seeing Han Li create the iceberg, she immediately moved to his side. *Crash! Crash! Crash! Crash!* At that moment, the wave of white aura swept over them from afar. The world darkened, and a deafening roar, as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was caving in, was heard. The iceberg outside the protective barrier trembled and made a tremendous noise. The iceberg looked as if it would collapse at any moment, and Ziling looked at Han Li with a pale face. However, Han Li remained calm within the protective barrier created by the giant shield, his expression unchanged. Only then did Ziling feel relieved, but contrary to her expectations, he did not take out any magical treasures or cast any spells. The iceberg made of blue ice flames trembled from the impact of the giant rocks and aura, but surprisingly, it remained unscathed. After a short while, the roar and the white aura disappeared far behind them. “What on earth was that?” Ziling sighed and retracted her silk cloth. “I’m not sure, but the spiritual energy fluctuations were unusual. Such massive spiritual energy fluctuations cannot be created by ordinary cultivators. Could there be a problem with the spatial rift…? Judging by how the central restrictions couldn’t withstand it, the outer Core Formation cultivators, not to mention Nascent Soul cultivators…” Han Li muttered, his eyes flickering. Ziling also became tense at his words and tried to spread her consciousness, but the spiritual energy fluctuations had started too far away, and her cultivation was not enough to sense anything. “This is really strange. Brother Han, are you thinking of going to check it out?” “Why would I do that? No matter how that wave was created, there’s no good that can come from going there. I am curious about what happened, but let’s not invite trouble and go back. Perhaps with this incident, the Guiling Sect cultivators won’t have time to chase us.” Han Li hesitated before making a decision and retracted the blue shield. The blue iceberg melted away instantly as he lightly placed his palm on it, blue light spreading across it. The blue flames were also absorbed back into his palm. This method of returning the ice flames to his body was something he had remembered from his hallucination. This proved that what he had gained in the hallucination was not just a lie or an illusion but a genuine realization that could help him advance to the next stage. Han Li smiled and was about to say something to Ziling when he suddenly sensed two beams of light flying towards them from behind. The yellow and white beams of light seemed to be fleeing desperately, as if being chased by something. Han Li’s expression subtly changed as he scanned them with his consciousness. “Are they acquaintances of yours, Brother Han?” “They are not only acquaintances but also people I have some connection with.” Han Li frowned, staring at the approaching beams of light. The old man in the yellow robe, flying anxiously, was Linghu Patriarch of the Yellow Maple Valley, and the pale-faced woman next to him was the Great Elder of the Yan Moon Sect and Senior Sister of Nangong Wan. ‘They are also in the Chuma Bone Valley!’ Seeing them fleeing for their lives with terrified faces made him feel even stranger. Linghu Patriarch was a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator, and Nangong Wan’s Senior Sister also possessed extraordinary techniques and magical treasures. It was hard to believe that there was an opponent they couldn’t defeat even if they joined forces. ‘Could it be that the middle deity of the Peony Dharma is chasing them?’ He had the worst relationship with the Peony Dharma. He had killed quite a few Peony Dharma members, so if he encountered the middle deity here, he might be attacked immediately. Han Li, realizing that they hadn’t noticed him yet in their haste, moved closer to Ziling and enveloped himself in a blue aura. Soon, Han Li and Ziling faded into the blue light and disappeared completely. They had used a concealment technique. At this moment, the two beams of light approached the mountain peak where Han Li was. Han Li, confirming Linghu Patriarch’s pale face, stared at a spot a hundred yards behind them. “Where do you think you’re going? Your consciousness is strong, and your cultivation is high, so you’ll be perfect for this body to nourish itself!” A mad laughter echoed loudly as he chased after them. Han Li examined closely and saw a black aura that flickered and disappeared, then reappeared about fifty or sixty yards behind Linghu Patriarch and the others. The black aura was impossible to see through with his consciousness, as if it was using some kind of secret technique, but as it got closer, he could faintly make out a face with his naked eye. ‘Nan Longhou?’ The figure in the black aura was surprisingly Nan Longhou, who had become a demon. Han Li didn’t know that the soul of a demon was within him, but he could tell at a glance that he was no longer Nan Longhou. The opponent was emitting a tremendous demonic aura and chasing after the old man Linghu and the Great Elder of the Yan Moon Sect. At this moment, Nan Longhou’s black light disappeared again and reappeared thirty yards behind the old man Linghu and the others. He laughed ominously and unleashed a black light. A dark, pitch-black demonic aura appeared in the air, completely enveloping Nan Longhou. Seeing this, the old man Linghu and the woman in white, realizing that their opponent had disappeared strangely, simultaneously stopped and released a black mirror and a yellow jade, respectively, forming a protective barrier. Then, Nan Longhou appeared, his black light flickering, not far from them. “Why do you resist when you know you are no match for me? You fools!” Nan Longhou in the black aura laughed maliciously and waved his hand. *Bang!* A huge sound came from the woman in white’s protective barrier. She was thrown back about seven yards, as if hit by a giant hand, and barely managed to regain her balance. Linghu Patriarch’s face also darkened severely. “What exactly are you! You’ve taken over Nan Longhou’s body and are devouring the Nascent Souls [the core of a cultivator’s power] and spirits of cultivators. Do you think you can take on all the cultivators in the Chuma Bone Valley alone? There are dozens of Nascent Soul cultivators alone. No matter how powerful you are, do you think you can survive?” Linghu Patriarch suddenly shouted. “Dozens? Hahaha, excellent! I was disappointed that there were only you, but if there are that many, I can devour them all quickly and regain my original body!” Nan Longhou didn’t seem afraid of Linghu Patriarch’s threat but instead wore an ominous smile. And soon after, the black aura split into four or five parts, engulfing Linghu Patriarch along with black shadows.