A Record of a Mortal's Journey to Immortality: Immortal Realm

Chapter 1136: Reincarnation Palace Master

"Why are you traveling to the greater Golden Origin Immortal Region, Fellow Daoist Han? Are you not aware that you're being hunted by the Heavenly Court right now?" Lan Yan asked with a puzzled expression.

"That's precisely why I'm going. There's no way that the Heavenly Court could possibly anticipate this. Isn't it always said that the most dangerous is often the safest place to be?" Han Li replied with a smile.

Lan Yan knew that Han Li was only saying this to placate her in order to hide his true objective, but she knew not to pry into his private matters.

Right at this moment, Lekima suddenly trotted over to Han Li, then said, "I've been quite impressed with you, kid. Would you like to consider returning to the primordial land with me?"

"I'm honored that you think so highly of me, but I still have some matters to attend to, so I'll have to turn down your kind offer," Han Li replied with a smile.

"Alright, you can have this then. If you need anything from me, feel free to come find me in the primordial land," Lekima said as he released a streak of white light with a raise of his hoof.

Han Li caught the streak of white light to discover that it was a palm-sized scale with layers of rippling patterns over its surface, giving off a fierce, primordial aura.

"You have my thanks," Han Li said as he stowed the scale away, following which he bade farewell to Fox 3 and the others before departing with Lan Yan.

After Han Li and Lan Yan had completely vanished into the distant sky, Lekima suddenly rose up onto his hind legs, following which countless white air currents were conjured up around his entire body.

Fox 3 looked on with an intrigued and puzzled expression as Lekima gradually took on a human form, and the white air currents faded away to reveal a handsome and refined middle-aged man dressed in a white robe.

Liu Zizai extended a respectful bow as he cupped his fist in a salute and said, "Please pardon me for my earlier transgressions, Young Master."

Lekima hurriedly strode over to Liu Zizai to help him into an upright position as he replied, "What transgressions do you speak of, Uncle Liu? I was the one who instructed you to do so all of this."

"What's going on?" Fox 3 asked with a dazed expression.

"Let's go, I'll explain to you on the way," Lekima said with a smile, then swept a sleeve through the air to release a white, three-story louchuan that displayed exceptional craftsmanship and extravagant opulence.

The three of them flew onto the louchuan, and gusts of white wind rose up beneath it, carrying it up into the air before propeling it into the distant sky, where it quickly vanished out of sight.

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Over three years flew by in a flash.

On this day, a dark red spirit boat was flying through the air over a vast river running along the northern border of the Golden Origin Mountain Range.

While it was technically a spirit boat, it was a very large one that had two levels, and at this moment, Wyrm 3 was standing behind the railing on the second level of the boat in an azure dress, looking out into the distance.

After peering into the distance for some time, Wyrm 3 said, "Senior Huai Yangzi, now that we've left the Golden Origin Mountain Range, I'll be going into seclusion for some time, so I'm going to need you to pilot the spirit boat from now."

"You can count on me, Fellow Daoist Wyrm 3," Huai Yangzi immediately replied, and Wyrm 3 cupped her fist in a grateful salute before making her way into the pavilion on the second level.

From there, she made a hand seal before pointing a finger upward, and a streak of dark red light immediately shot out of her fingertip before fusing into a dark red badge that was hovering above her head.

The badge instantly began to revolve on the spot, releasing a light barrier that gradually encompassed the entire pavilion, isolating all of the auras within.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Wyrm 3 sat down with her legs crossed, then made a peculiar hand seal as she began to chant an incantation.

Immediately thereafter, a series of complex runes lit up over her body before roaming through the surrounding air like red silk ribbons, and at the same time, a layer of hazy light emerged around her.

It was as if layers upon layers of illusory shadows had appeared around her body, giving her an indistinct appearance.

Right at this moment, a burst of red light flashed through her eyes, which then instantly became completely empty and glazed over, as if the soul had been sucked out of her body, leaving her as nothing more than an empty husk.

Her eyelids then slid shut as her vision faded into black.

As she reopened her eyes, she found herself in a murky, gray space that was completely empty aside from a series of long, winding rivers.

She was hovering in mid-air as if she possessed an illusory body, and she was able to propel herself forward by stroking her hands through the air like oars, casually traveling over a dark red river in the upstream direction.

There were a total of five rivers neighboring this one, all of which were different in color and appearance. Some contained turbulent, rushing water, while others were much more slow and placid.

One of them, a silver river, was flowing in a slow and stable manner, and there were countless water-droplet-shaped balls of light flowing through it, all of which seemed to have images flashing inside.

Wyrm 3 didn't dare to allow her gaze to linger on any of those balls of light. Otherwise, she would be sucked into that river against her will.

After flying upstream for an indeterminate period of time, all of the rivers finally began to gradually taper down to a single point of origin in the form of a river that acted as the source for all of the others.

It was unclear where this river originated from, and its water was a murky yellow color, while a dark red stone arch bridge had been constructed over it.

The surface of the bridge was smooth and seamless, giving it the appearance of a crystalline platform, and as the river flowed past under the bridge, it automatically split up into six different streams that extended in different directions.

All of a sudden, Wyrm 3's brows furrowed slightly as she took a glance under the bridge.

She had unwittingly discovered a woman in black seated on the riverbank under the bridge with her fair and delicate feet submerged in the dark red river that had only just split off from the original, yellow river.

The woman had her back facing Wyrm 3, so she wasn't able to see her face.

Wyrm 3 didn't dare to observe the woman for too long as there was another figure nearby, this one hovering in mid-air above the stone arch bridge.

It was a slightly hunched over figure with a large, veiled hat on their head and a heavy bamboo fiber cloak draped over their body. The figure had their back facing the six branching rivers, looking out at the murky, yellow river.

The figure was also holding an azure bamboo pole that was riddled with white spots, and attached to the head of the pole was a translucent, dark red line that trailed down into the water like a fishing line.

Wyrm 3 flew over to the bridge, but was unable to descend onto it and continued to hover in mid-air.

"Gan Jiuzhen pays her respects to the palace master," Wyrm 3 greeted as she extended a respectful salute.

The cloaked figure was none other than the palace master of the Reincarnation Palace.

"Has everything already been taken care of? That went a lot quicker than I expected. Tell me what happened," the palace master said as he continued to look out over the yellow river.

With that, Wyrm 3 delivered a recount of her journey through the Eon Pagoda.

After hearing her story, the palace was silent for a moment, then said, "Make sure to keep a close eye on Shi Kongmo."

"Are you of the opinion that he's feigning his insanity, Palace Master?" Wyrm 3 asked.

"That doesn't matter as long as he doesn't turn on us. Make sure to follow through on your promise of helping him find his wife and son, and for that purpose, you can draw upon all of the resources of our Reincarnation Palace," the palace master replied, and Wyrm 3 gave an affirmative response.

"Seeing as you've recovered that thing, we can set many of our plans into motion now. This should be enough to keep the Heavenly Court busy for quite some time," the palace master continued.

"I'll get started on that once I'm back," Wyrm 3 said.

After that, both of them were silent for a long while before the palace master suddenly asked, "What do you think of Han Li? I don't want to hear an objective assessment, I want to hear what you think about him."

"I've worked with him on several occasions now, and I think he possesses exceptional powers, potential, and mental qualities. He will surely be of great use to our Reincarnation Palace, and I hope that he can be included in the upcoming mission," Wyrm 3 replied.

"I'll leave that to you," the palace master said, and Wyrm 3 gave an affirmative response.

"You must've expended quite a few law threads to come and see me, so you can have these as compensation," the palace master said as he flicked his fishing rod upward, and the dark red line instantly flew up into the air with a ball of dark red light attached to its end.

The palace master grabbed onto the ball of light, then massaged it into a dark red bead before flicking it toward Wyrm 3, sending it flying straight into her glabella.

Wyrm 3 was instantly sent flying back like a falling leaf in a fierce gust of wind, and her vision also turned dark.

In the second-floor pavilion of the spirit boat, Wyrm 3's eyes abruptly sprang open, and her entire body was drenched in sweat as she began gasping for air.

After taking a moment to compose herself, she raised a hand to massage her own glabella, which was feeling a little swollen and sore.

However, there was also a cool and refreshing sensation emanating from there alongside traces of reincarnation law power fluctuations, much to her elation.

At the same time, she couldn't help but think back to the woman seated on the riverbank.

Who was that, and how is she related to the palace master?