Chapter 174 Senior Brother Li
After listening to the words of encouragement from the sect leader, Zhong Lingdao, two disciples walked into the hall carrying trays.
One tray held a storage bag with a golden border, while the other contained a small pile of colorful intermediate-grade spirit stones. It seemed that it was time to fulfill the previous promise, which served as a morale boost before the upcoming battle! Han Li thought with a bit of malice.
The distribution of intermediate-grade spirit stones was based on individual needs, so Han Li, who already had one earth attribute and one fire attribute spirit stone, chose a blue water attribute spirit stone from the tray without any contention.
However, when it came time to extract spiritual tools from the storage bag, the expressions of the disciples became serious.
This storage bag was different from ordinary ones.
While other storage bags could be accessed by extending one's divine sense and inputting spiritual power to retrieve items, this bag prevented the exploration of divine sense by cultivators and required no input of spiritual power.
Instead, one simply needed to reach in with their hand to retrieve shrunken spiritual tools.
However, it was difficult to determine what exactly was being retrieved, relying solely on the sense of touch.
Although all the items inside were superior-grade magical tools, defensive magical tools were obviously rarer than offensive ones. Furthermore, there was a noticeable disparity in quality and effectiveness between offensive and defensive superior-grade magical tools.
Being able to obtain a suitable magical tool would increase one's chances of survival in the Blood Red Trial. Therefore, those who lacked magical tools, especially those disciples, were even more attentive.
Han Li didn't pay much attention to this.
During his last trip to the market, he had emptied the treasures of the Wanbao Pavilion that had been accumulated for many years, acquiring two top-grade magical tools among other items. Moreover, he had obtained the Qingjiao Flag and several other superior-grade magical tools afterwards.
Adding another superior-grade magical tool didn't excite him much.
By the time Han Li approached, most of the others had already made their selections. As for what magical tools they had obtained, everyone remained silent and didn't show them to others.
Han Li reached into the bag and randomly grabbed something, feeling a peculiarly shaped object in his hand. Without hesitation, he took it out of the storage bag and glanced at it secretly before immediately putting it away.
At this moment, someone behind him couldn't wait any longer and hurried forward. Han Li tactfully stepped aside and returned to his original spot.
Just as the selection of magical tools was finishing up, some new arrivals entered the hall. Many of them were disciples Han Li had seen when he first entered Huangfeng Valley, including Senior Uncle Wang and the contemptible old man, Senior Uncle Ye Xing.
Contrary to their usual demeanor, these people all showed respectful expressions and surrounded a middle-aged man with a square face. Not a single one dared to whisper or chat casually.
The man appeared to be in his fifties or sixties, with some gray hair, but he looked vigorous and healthy. His sharp tiger-like eyes exuded a sense of authority, indicating his straightforward personality.
After sweeping his gaze over the disciples, the man made Han Li feel as if he could see right through him, sending shivers down his spine.
As soon as the sect leader saw the man enter, he hurriedly went to greet him, repeatedly addressing him as "Senior Uncle Li" with a hint of flattery, astonishing the disciples.
However, the other managers remained composed. Instead of showing disdain, they responded casually to Zhong Lingdao before looking at the man with envy and jealousy, as if being able to talk to him and call him "Senior Uncle" was a rare honor.
Amid the bewildered gazes of those who didn't know, the sect leader introduced the man to the disciples. This "Senior Uncle Li" was none other than one of the senior ancestors at the Foundation Establishment stage whom Han Li and others had heard of but never seen before—Senior Brother Li.
This trip to the forbidden area would be led by Senior Brother Li, accompanied by five other managers, including Senior Uncle Wang.
After the sect leader finished the introduction, Senior Brother Li simply said, "Let's go," and ended his first meeting with Han Li and the others, then left the main hall first.
Han Li and the others were left stunned, but under the urging of the other managers, they hurriedly followed.
As they walked out of the main hall, the disciples gasped for breath.
In the sky outside the hall, a huge silver python, more than twenty feet long, hung there. Its massive body exuded a suffocating aura, and Senior Brother Li stood on its head, looking down at them with cold eyes.
Han Li rubbed his eyes and took a closer look. It turned out to be a rare silver python, but this one was unusually large, with an additional jet-black giant horn on its head, making it even more ferocious and terrifying.
"This is the strength of a Foundation Establishment cultivator. He can easily subdue and control such a monster. It's unbelievable!" Han Li was impressed by the methods of this Senior Brother.
Thinking that he would have such great power when he reached the Foundation Establishment stage, Han Li felt as if his blood was flowing backwards, and his whole body became excited.
Before seeing Senior Brother Li, Han Li had been unclear about his path of cultivation. But after this shocking encounter, Senior Brother Li's profound and majestic aura became the clear target of his pursuit in cultivation, strengthening his confidence in achieving enlightenment in cultivation.
"Everyone, come up here and stand still!
The flying speed of my Silver Armor Horn Python is much faster than your flying tools.
It will only take two days to reach our destination!
" Senior Brother Li didn't seem to notice the chaotic situation below.
After patting the giant horn of the silver python, he calmly instructed.
Thus, Han Li and the others nervously stood on the back of the giant python and traveled for two days and nights before finally arriving at this unnamed desolate mountain.
Senior Brother Li didn't lie. The flying speed of this monster was indeed astonishingly fast, far beyond what the disciples could achieve with their flying tools, which, of course, was also related to their lack of good flying magical tools.
Upon arrival, the disciples learned from the managers that this was the agreed meeting place with other immortal sects.
Only when all seven major sects gathered together would they set off to open the forbidden area.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to enter the forbidden area with the strength of just one sect alone.
The agreed time was tomorrow morning. However, since the forbidden area was in the territory of Jianzhou, and Huangfeng Valley could be considered the host, the sect usually arrived a day in advance to wait for the other sects.
Since the managers had said so, Han Li and the others naturally dispersed. They scattered around the mountain, each preparing for the impending battle in their own way.
Thus, more than twenty disciples in yellow shirts either sat cross-legged, conserving their energy, or took out their magical tools and polished them incessantly. Some were lost in thought, wearing worried expressions.
But there were also a few who remained calm, chatting and laughing as if they were on an outing. Han Li paid extra attention to these people.
At that moment, footsteps sounded behind him, and Han Li furrowed his brows. He had deliberately chosen a inconspicuous
corner to sit alone to avoid attracting attention, so why was someone coming here?
"Junior Brother Han, I come in peace. I want to discuss the matter of tomorrow's trip to the forbidden area with you. It concerns your life and death. Would you be willing to have a chat?" A voice, old yet full of slickness, came from behind, causing Han Li to furrow his brows even more.
Despite not seeing the person behind the voice, Han Li had already labeled him as sly and untrustworthy. He suspected that this person had nothing good in mind for him!
But Han Li understood the principle of offending gentlemen rather than villains. Although he was reluctant, he reluctantly turned around to look at the old and the young man who had approached him.