"Brother"

Liu Le'er saw Han Li return to the flying boat and hurried to meet him, calling out with some concern.

The battle just now was quite powerful. This little fox girl had never seen such a scene before. Although she saw her "Stone Brother" win easily, she couldn't help but feel a little scared.

Han Li smiled gently at her and shook his head lightly, indicating that she didn't need to worry. Then, he casually put away the storage bag in his hand.

Without its master's urging, the hunchbacked old man's golden giant tower quickly shrunk, its golden light fading, and fell down spinning.

Gu Yunyue waved her hand and took the golden tower into her possession. She glanced at Han Li not far away, and when she saw that he had no intention of stopping her, she breathed a sigh of relief and put it into the storage bag at her waist.

This golden tower magic weapon was quite powerful and could trap other people's magic weapons. If she could use it for herself, she would have another trump card in battle, greatly increasing her strength. However, since the Fengyun Shuangsha were killed by Han Li, the spoils of war should belong to him in reason. Fortunately, the other party seemed to tacitly approve of her behavior.

"I am very grateful for Fellow Daoist Han's help just now. I originally knew that you were no ordinary cultivator, but I didn't expect to greatly underestimate your strength." Gu Yunyue calmed herself and walked a few steps to Han Li. Although she seemed calm, the hint of awe hidden in her eyes could not escape Han Li's notice.

She knew that even if she were to face the horse-faced youth of the same rank alone, she would never be able to kill him as easily as the person in front of her, not even allowing the other party's Nascent Soul to escape, let alone a hunchbacked old man in the late Nascent Soul stage.

"Those two wanted my life, so naturally I had to send them on their way earlier," Han Li said with a slight smile.

Yu Menghan, who was following Gu Yunyue, smiled, revealing a bit of girlish charm, but the look in her eyes towards Han Li was a complex color mixed with awe and confusion.

In her mind, her master was a true immortal expert. Even Baishi Zhenren, whom her father treated with respect, didn't dare to breathe loudly in front of her master. However, this tall youth, who seemed dull and wooden when they first met, now showed a powerful strength that even her master couldn't match.

To her now, Han Li was like a cloud of fog. Although she was standing next to him, she felt like they were separated by a galaxy.

"I thought that leaving Feng Country would allow us to avoid the pursuit of the Tian Gui Sect, but I didn't expect them to come so quickly," Gu Yunyue sighed softly.

"It's nothing, after all, this is currently within the Tian Gui Sect's sphere of influence," Han Li said indifferently, with not much worry on his face.

"As long as we enter the sphere of influence of our Leng Yan Sect as soon as possible, we should be able to get rid of the Tian Gui Sect's entanglement," Gu Yunyue nodded, but suddenly her face froze slightly, and a strange look flashed in her eyes as she looked at Han Li.

Although it was only fleeting, it was caught by Han Li.

Han Li's expression did not change on the surface, but he was quite depressed in his heart. In the battle just now, he had only slightly activated some protective spiritual light, but his magic power had fallen from the mid-Nascent Soul stage to the early stage.

Gu Yunyue must have noticed the change in his aura, which was why she acted like that. Naturally, he would not bother to explain anything.

...

Deep within a cave dwelling of the Tian Gui Sect, in a secluded secret room.

Dozens of thick torches were inserted into the walls of the room, and the bright yellow flames trembled gently at the top, reflecting shadows throughout the secret room.

In the center of the room, in front of a round stone table, sat a thin old man with white hair and a black beard. He was wearing an ochre robe, with one hand resting on the stone table and the fingers of the other hand tapping rhythmically on his knee.

His nose was high, and in the deep-set eye sockets, his eyes stared straight ahead. His thin, wrinkled face looked uncertain in the light of the fire.

In front of him, a copper mirror the size of a human head floated in the air, reflecting the figure of a hunchbacked old man, who was none other than the one who had survived among the Fengyun Shuangsha.

The old man in the copper mirror was already hunchbacked, but now his body was bent even more severely. His entire head was completely lowered, and he did not dare to raise it even slightly.

"So, not only did you fail to bring the person back to me, but you also lost one of yourselves?" the thin old man stopped tapping his fingers and asked.

His voice was exceptionally hoarse and rough.

The hunchbacked old man's body trembled noticeably, and he quickly replied, "Reporting to Uncle Qi, it's not that this disciple is incompetent, but that the person is too powerful and strange. He seemed to deliberately hide his aura at first, looking no different from an ordinary person. But when he suddenly attacked, he suddenly turned into a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator. Before I could even see his movements clearly, the twelve Cold Flame Bone Forks were taken away by him, and then..."

Before he could finish his words, the thin old man interrupted him: "His cultivation is lower than yours, but he easily took away your magic weapon?"

"Yes... yes. Not only that, but this person's physical body is also extremely powerful. Compared to the Yin Charm ghosts raised in my junior brother's Hundred Ghost Diagram, they were simply like paper figures. They turned into dust with one collision. Even the Bone-Eating Yin Needles were taken by him and eaten directly, chewed to pieces," the hunchbacked old man said, his body trembling, still having lingering fears.

The thin old man heard this and began tapping his knees again, as if lost in thought.

The hunchbacked old man did not dare to raise his head, but seeing that the thin old man had been silent for a long time, the fear in his heart grew even more intense. He couldn't help but prostrate himself on the ground and said in a trembling voice:

"Uncle Qi, what this disciple said... what I said is all true, without the slightest exaggeration or deception."

The thin old man remained silent, and after a long while, he slowly said: "According to what you said, this person is most likely an extremely rare high-level Body Cultivator, indeed not someone you can deal with. Forget it, you don't need to worry about this matter."

With that, he didn't even look at the hunchbacked old man. He casually flicked his sleeve in the void, and the image on the copper mirror immediately dimmed and disappeared.

"You dare to kill my Hao'er. So what if you're a high-level Body Cultivator? I will still skin you alive and break your bones to comfort my Hao'er's soul," the thin old man suddenly sat up straight, his face fierce, and said through gritted teeth.

After a long while, his gaze returned to the copper mirror, and a chanting sound rang out from his mouth. He made a hand seal with one hand and pointed at the copper mirror in the void.

The surface of the mirror suddenly rippled like water, and then another picture appeared.

In the picture, a rather stout middle-aged man was suspended in the air above a lush green forest, stroking his short beard and asking with a smile:

"Brother Qi, it's been a while since we last met. You suddenly sent me a message today. Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Brother Lu Ya, I won't exchange pleasantries with you today. I really have something to ask for your help," the thin old man said with a solemn expression and a low voice.

Seeing that he had no intention of joking, the stout man also restrained his smile and asked seriously: "What's wrong? What happened?"

The thin old man sighed and told him everything about Qi Minghao and the Fengyun Shuangsha.

"Damn it, you dare to kill Brother Qi's descendants, you deserve to die!" The stout man named Lu Ya snorted after hearing this.

"I am currently in the sect and cannot leave for the time being. Brother Lu, you are near Feng Country, so I hope you can take action on my behalf and kill this person," the thin old man said in a deep voice.

"Body Cultivators mainly cultivate their physical bodies, and they can easily crush ordinary cultivators, but it is extremely difficult to cultivate and break through bottlenecks. This person can cultivate to a high level, I'm afraid he is not an ordinary person?" Lu Ya pondered slightly and asked.

"According to my disciples, this person is an outer sect elder that the Leng Yan Sect plans to recruit. He has not officially entered the sect yet, so Brother Lu doesn't need to worry too much. As long as you kill this person for me, my Yuan Ling Pill will be the reward," the thin old man glanced at Lu Ya deeply and said in a deep voice.

A hint of joy flashed in the stout man's eyes, but he quickly concealed it and said, "Since that's the case, then I will take this person's life on behalf of Brother Qi."

The thin old man suddenly remembered something and said with a gloomy face: "By the way, don't kill that girl surnamed Yu first. It would be best if you could bring her to me alive."

Lu Ya was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then silently nodded.