[Han Li: Very well.]
Han Li did not object.
If their positions were reversed, he would have demanded the same.
Caution was the parent of longevity for any high-level cultivator.
Once Tang San received the five bottles and photographs of the rest, he nodded in satisfaction.
"This Han Li's wits are truly lacking—he hands over so much spiritual liquid without a fight.
No wonder he's the protagonist of a cultivation world; the heavens must favor fools."
Just then, a new notification appeared
[Notification: Han Li has lifted the cross-world restriction (Mortal Cultivation World) for you.
Cross-realm teleportation is now available!]
Seeing the word "mortal," Tang San couldn't suppress a smug grin.
So the cultivation world Han Li inhabited was a lowly plane where immortals and commoners coexisted.
No wonder the man was so dim-witted.
Any realm prefixed with "mortal" clearly wasn't worth much.
"Xiao Wu, keep cultivating. I have business in another world—might miss lunch today..."
Tang San approached the bedside where Xiao Wu sat cross-legged, circulating her spirit power.
"Brother, where are you going? Is it dangerous?"
Xiao Wu slowly opened her beautiful eyes, worry etched across her face.
Tang San had already told her about the chat group, so his words didn't shock her—but the concern remained.
"Relax. It's just some backwater plane that starts with 'mortal.' Your man is a future God King—how could I possibly meet danger there?"
Tang San declared with unshakable confidence.
Then, right before her eyes, he activated the cross-realm teleportation function....one more chance to show off.
While Tang San traveled to the Mortal Cultivation World,
Xiao Yan, Lin Dong, and the others stared thoughtfully at the images Han Li had just posted in the group.
They immediately noticed that the energy signature of the spiritual liquid sent to Tang San was laughably weak....less than one ten-thousandth the potency of their own bottles.
Yet none of them pointed it out publicly.
They simply watched in silent amusement.
No wonder Han Li had agreed so readily to Tang San's outrageous demands.
The "spiritual liquid" Tang San received was nothing like what he believed.
...
In the Mortal Cultivation World,
Tang San used his cross-realm ability and appeared directly in Han Li's modest courtyard.
Han Li, clad in simple robes, was already waiting.
The instant Tang San materialized, Han Li instinctively swept him with divine sense....only to find that Tang San's aura was roughly equivalent to Qi Condensation stage.
"Isn't this fellow supposed to be on the level of a Dou Venerate like Xiao Yan's master? How can he be this weak? Perhaps their 'Venerate Realm' has reached the stage of Returning to Simplicity?"
"No—if he had truly returned to simplicity, even my divine sense shouldn't detect anything.
He must be using some concealment technique far superior to basic Qi Hiding, deliberately masking his true power."
Ever cautious, Han Li revealed no disdain. Instead, his wariness deepened.
"Brother Tang, you've arrived at last!"
Han Li withdrew his divine sense and greeted him courteously.
"Indeed."
Tang San nodded with lofty arrogance while subtly appraising the plain-looking man before him.
Han Li, of course, had long since concealed his own cultivation.
To Tang San's perception, he appeared as an ordinary mortal....no trace of energy whatsoever.
"Heh. Some Nascent Soul cultivator? Nothing impressive."
Tang San sneered inwardly, then got straight to business. "Enough chatter. Tell me where we're headed."
"Brother Tang, a friend of mine will join us shortly. We'll wait for him."
"Another person? What a nuisance."
As they spoke, a streak of light suddenly flashed across the sky and landed before them.
It was Jin Qing.
Tang San jumped at the sudden arrival, his hand instinctively reaching for a concealed arrow....but seeing Han Li's calm recognition, he forced himself to stand tall and composed beside him.
This man could fly.
His strength was clearly no trifling matter.
Tang San covertly studied Jin Qing, inwardly shaken.
True flight was a divine ability mastered by only a handful on Douluo Continent—and even he had yet to achieve it.
He never imagined this ugly, unremarkable fellow—even less impressive than Han Li....had already grasped it.
"Brother Han, I've come to fetch you!"
Jin Qing greeted Han Li warmly, then glanced at Tang San.
"A guest, Brother Han?"
"This is Fellow Daoist Tang," Han Li explained. "He'll be accompanying us this time."
"No trouble at all. If he's your friend, Brother Han, then he's welcome to join."
Jin Qing agreed without hesitation.
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