Bachelor [EN]: Chapter 713

It wasn’t unusual for a Transformation Stage cultivator to possess Ten Thousand Year Spirit Milk.

Meanwhile, Han Li had tried to persuade his pursuer to stop, pointing out he wasn’t a member of the Yin Fiend Sect. However, the old man grew even angrier at his inability to catch Han Li despite being so close.

Thus, their chase continued for days, finally reaching this point.

At that moment, Han Li decided to confront the Transformation Stage cultivator.

‘Let’s see how big the gap is between a Transformation Stage cultivator and me!’ he thought.

If he kept using the Wind Thunder Escape, his Evil-warding Divine Thunder would eventually run out, no matter how much he had.

Unbeknownst to Han Li, Old Monster Pung, who was facing him, was also hesitating about whether to continue the chase.

Unlike the Core Formation late-stage cultivators he knew, Han Li possessed magical power that was twice as strong, and his bizarre escape technique, the Wind Thunder Escape, was so extraordinary that he could escape even from a Transformation Stage cultivator.

Now, the long-faced old man was in a dilemma. Honestly, although he was related to the Yin Fiend Sect elder who had been killed, how many descendants did he have in his long life?

However, after hearing that someone was targeting the Yin Fiend Sect elders, he assumed it was the work of another Transformation Stage cultivator. He was then approached by a member of the Yin Fiend Sect, who begged him for protection. He had a soft heart and agreed.

Since there were only a few Transformation Stage cultivators in the Great Jin, he thought that if it was their doing, they wouldn’t touch his nephew from the Yin Fiend Sect out of respect for his reputation.

So, he had secretly placed his unique secret technique on his nephew’s body so that other Transformation Stage cultivators in the Great Jin could easily recognize it.

If his descendant could safely return to the sect, he wouldn’t care if the Yin Fiend Sect went bankrupt or not.

However, he never dreamed that Han Li would appear and kill his descendant, the Yin Fiend Sect elder, right in front of him.

If it had been the work of another Transformation Stage cultivator, he would have endured it because he wasn’t sure he could win.

But Han Li was only a Core Formation late-stage cultivator, so he couldn’t help but be furious.

However, Han Li’s escape technique and divine abilities far exceeded his expectations, and after chasing him for a month, he failed to catch him, wasting the precious Ten Thousand Year Spirit Milk he had obtained.

Now, giving up was too frustrating, and he also became greedy for the treasures that Han Li had shown during their brief clashes, which were quite powerful.

Seeing Old Monster Pung sticking to him like a leech, Han Li was also enraged.

After reaching the Core Formation late stage, he had never had the chance to fully activate his two Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasures [powerful, rare magical artifacts], nor did he know how powerful the Great Geng Sword Formation had become after refining the flying swords with the essence of the Geng Metal [a type of metal with spiritual properties].

Therefore, he was half-confident that he could escape unscathed even if he fought a Transformation Stage cultivator.

Moreover, now that he knew the exact use of the two newly acquired Immortal-Slaying Beads, he could use them effectively.

After sorting out his thoughts, Han Li decided that it was worth fighting his opponent.

So, when the giant yellow hand flew towards him, he used the Wind Thunder Escape to dodge it and raised one hand, flashing a dazzling golden light.

*Shweeeek!*

The sword light split the giant hand in two, and Old Monster Pung’s giant yellow hand crumbled. Old Monster Pung paused for a moment at Han Li’s counterattack, but soon narrowed his eyes and stared at Han Li.

However, everything was as expected. The fact that he had counterattacked after a test attack meant that the Core Formation late-stage cultivator had decided to formally engage him in battle.

Old Monster Pung didn’t show it outwardly, but he was delighted.

If his opponent had kept running away, he would have hesitated to continue the chase, but this was a good opportunity to annihilate him.

Old Monster Pung took a long breath and stroked the back of his head. Then, a blue light flashed, and a hexagonal jade tray appeared. Its ancient style and mysterious runes made it look very mystical.

A cunning smile appeared on the old man’s face as he took out the treasure. Since he had decided to deal with his opponent, it was right to finish him off in one blow.

The jade tray spun in the air, making a loud humming sound, and transformed into a massive object several feet in size, standing vertically and facing Han Li.

Seeing the blinding blue light emanating from it, it seemed like it was about to unleash something.

Han Li was also startled and flicked his sleeves, and dozens of golden swords flew out, transforming into 72 golden flying swords that hovered above his head.

As he formed a hand seal, the flying swords flashed and multiplied into hundreds of sword lights.

The sword lights moved like dancing, emitting a large amount of golden energy, and their momentum was tremendous.

Old Monster Pung was a little surprised when Han Li summoned so many flying swords at once, but he immediately curled up the corners of his mouth.

“No matter how many you have, can they be more than my flying blades? Taste the power of this old man’s Myriad Blade Disc.”

‘Myriad Blade Disc?’

Han Li’s eyes gleamed as he looked at the hexagonal jade tray.

The runes on the jade tray flashed and emitted a blue beam of light, which instantly scattered into countless blue lights.

The blue lights flickered and transformed into inch-long flying blades, flying above the old man’s head.

It was a sight that would make anyone’s heart tremble.

Han Li’s expression changed at the sight. The number of flying blades seemed to be at least three or four thousand, living up to the name Myriad Blade Disc. At that moment, the old man shouted at Han Li.

“Slash!”

At Old Monster Pung’s shout, the blue flying blades simultaneously emitted a light of spiritual energy, covering the sky.

The sword lights emitting golden energy above Han Li’s head were also impressive, but their number was far too small compared to the incoming blades.

“Let’s see about that.”

Taking a deep breath, Han Li regained his composure and, instead of the sword lights above his head, flipped one hand and shot out something jade-colored.

It was a wooden ruler with a green aura, the Eight Spirit Ruler Spirit Treasure.

The wooden ruler left his hand and bloomed a silver lotus, crazily absorbing magical power and emitting an increasingly large and brilliant silver light. It grew to over a dozen feet in size and completely enveloped Han Li.

“Eight Spirit Ruler! So you were one of the fellows from Mount Kunwu!”

The old man recognized the Eight Spirit Ruler at a glance when he saw the lotus. And unexpectedly, the mountain of blue flying blades stopped right above the giant lotus.

“Do you know me?”

“I wouldn’t say I know you, but I heard Fellow Daoist Xiang mention you! Are you really acquainted with the Spirit Fox of the Spirit Realm?”

“We have some acquaintance. Are you referring to Fellow Daoist Xiang Zhili when you say Fellow Daoist Xiang?”

Han Li showed interest when the other party mentioned two familiar figures.

“Who else would it be? Anyway, let’s put other matters aside. I have something to ask you. Before the Spirit Fox returned to the Spirit Realm, did she leave anything separately regarding the spatial node?”

“What do you mean? I know that Fellow Daoist Linglong clearly passed on the relevant information to Fellow Daoist Xiang and the Xiong Clan of the Myriad Demon Valley. If Fellow Daoist Pung is well acquainted with Fellow Daoist Xiang, you should know about it.”

Han Li was startled by the unexpected question, but he didn’t show it outwardly and answered.

“Don’t pretend you didn’t hear me! Considering your relationship with the Spirit Fox, there’s no way she wouldn’t have left something separately for you before returning to the Spirit Realm. If you hand it over, this old man will not pursue the previous matter.”

“You seem confident, but you won’t be able to do anything to me with just the Myriad Blade Disc.”

He wasn’t a three-year-old child, so he wouldn’t hand over what he had so easily. If he admitted to this, he might get through this disaster, but other Transformation Stage cultivators would surely target him.

At his words, the old man’s eyes turned ferocious, and it seemed like the mountain of flying blades would pour down at any moment.

In response, Han Li also moved his consciousness, slowly rotating the giant silver lotus.

At that moment, a leisurely voice echoed in the ears of Old Monster Pung and Han Li.

“Fellow Daoist Pung, Fellow Daoist Han! It would be best if you stopped.”

Han Li paused at the familiar voice, his expression becoming strange. And the long-faced old man also stopped the hand gesture he was about to make, looking surprised, and turned his head towards the distant sky, snorting.

“Fellow Daoist Xiang, you’ve appeared at just the right time.”

“I happened to be staying nearby and came as soon as I received Fellow Daoist’s flying sword message, following the mark I left behind. But I never imagined that the opponent Fellow Daoist Pung was fighting would be Fellow Daoist Han. This is awkward!”

With a burst of laughter, a yellow light flashed from the distant sky, and someone appeared like lightning between Han Li and Old Monster Pung.

The light faded, revealing a small-eyed, cunning-looking old man, who was none other than Xiang Zhili.

“Senior Brother Xiang!”

Han Li sighed lightly and greeted him with a cupped fist salute.

“We were fellow disciples when we were in the Yellow Maple Valley, so it wouldn’t be wrong to call me that. But Fellow Disciple Han! Who would have known that a cultivator who was only at the Qi Refining stage would reach such a level today. This old man was blind… I wanted to talk to you when we met at Mount Kunwu, but circumstances didn’t allow it.”

Xiang Zhili responded to Han Li with the utmost friendliness.

“I also didn’t expect to meet Senior Brother Xiang again here.”

“Fellow Daoist Pung, for this old man’s sake, please consider this a minor misunderstanding if it’s not a major grudge. It’s not worth fighting Fellow Disciple Han to the death, is it? You should know that the Myriad Blade Disc is a replica of a Spirit Treasure, and there’s a big gap between it and a true Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasure, right?”

Xiang Zhili finished greeting Han Li and immediately turned his head, smiling at Old Monster Pung.

“Even if a Core Formation cultivator possesses a Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasure, they can only unleash 20% of its power. Do you think this old man would be defeated by something like that?”

“Of course not if it’s just one. But what if Fellow Disciple Han has two Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasures and several replicas of Spirit Treasures?”

Xiang Zhili shook his head and asked back. At once, Old Monster Pung’s expression changed.

Han Li’s expression also subtly hardened.

‘Xiang Zhili knew about the existence of the Heaven Refining Cauldron in addition to the Eight Spirit Ruler!’

His mind raced, and he roughly understood.

It must be information that leaked from the Small Pole Palace. Han Li had already known that he possessed the Heaven Refining Cauldron, so he must have mentioned it to other cultivators. Or perhaps Xiang Zhili had found out directly in the Chaotic Star Sea.

Considering his elusive movements, it wouldn’t be strange if he frequented the Chaotic Star Sea.

Han Li considered various possibilities and increased his vigilance towards Xiang Zhili.

“Fellow Disciple Han, don’t worry! Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasures are extremely precious treasures to ordinary cultivators, but Transformation Stage cultivators have nothing to fear in the Human Realm even without them, right? We old men who are barely alive have been in the Human Realm for so long that we already have one or two replicas of Spirit Treasures. Besides, using treasures that consume a lot of magical power like Spirit Treasures can be dangerous to our lives.”

Xiang Zhili explained nonchalantly, having read his thoughts.

“I see. I was worried for nothing.”

At those words, Han Li’s expression outwardly relaxed. Of course, there was some truth to his words, but how could he completely trust Xiang Zhili?

No matter how powerful a Transformation Stage cultivator was, if they had the chance to easily obtain a Spirit Treasure-level treasure, they would never let it go. He could tell just by looking at Old Monster Pung’s eyes when he saw the Eight Spirit Ruler.

“Fellow Daoist Xiang, what are you saying? Are you taking the side of a fellow from the Han Clan? Even if he has two Spirit Treasures, it wouldn’t be too difficult for this old man to capture him if I sacrifice a little of my lifespan.”

“A little? You seem to underestimate Fellow Disciple Han too much. If Fellow Daoist Pung insists on continuing the fight, you might be able to kill Fellow Disciple Han. However, it will be a difficult battle, and you might lose decades or even a hundred years of your lifespan. You wouldn’t want to suffer such a loss for such a trivial matter, would you?”

“Fellow Daoist Xiang, why do you think so highly of that fellow?”

“The fellow from the Jian Clan, Han Li, and the recently missing Sect Master of the Yin Fiend Sect were all killed by Fellow Disciple, right?”

Xiang Zhili smiled lightly and asked Han Li.

“…That is correct.”

Han Li’s eyes flashed coldly for a moment, but he answered calmly. At those words, Old Monster Pung’s brow furrowed.