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

Following Weeping Soul's departure, Han Li flew directly into the air above the plots of spirit farmland before surveying the area from the sky.

Half of the spirit medicines had already been harvested. Out of the remaining spirit medicines, most were below a million years of age, but there was no lack of specimens above a hundred thousand years old.

After scouring the area briefly, Han Li's gaze settled on a plot of spirit farmland that had a high concentration of spirit medicines, and he flew down to its edge.

He then quickly made a lap around the plot of spirit farmland, periodically stomping a foot down onto the ground as he did so. With each stomp, a long crack would appear in the ground underfoot, and by the time he completed the lap, the entire plot of spirit farmland, which was over ten acres in area, had already sunk down by a foot, looking completely disjointed from the surrounding land.

Han Li crouched down slightly, rolling up his sleeves before reaching his hands into the crack on the edge of the plot of spirit farmland, and a burst of azure light surged out of his hands to encompass the entire plot of land.

Immediately thereafter, the plot of spirit farmland was lifted up by him like a giant piece of fabric, following which he began to make his way toward the door of silver light.

At this moment, Weeping Soul was still instructing the giant ape puppets nearby, and she couldn't help but be amused by the sight of Han Li under the giant plot of spirit farmland.

We should've just done the same thing to all of the spirit farmland here!

As Han Li arrived before the door of silver light, it abruptly swelled up in size at his behest, becoming large enough to fit both him and the plot of spirit farmland.

The door of light led directly to the spirit medicine farm in the domain, and Han Li made his way to a vacant area outside the farm before setting down the plot of spirit farmland.

Of course, he had also considered carrying in all of the spirit farmland, but ultimately, the Flower Branch domain was limited in area, and it couldn't be used entirely to house plots of spirit farmland.

At this point, he had already scoured all of the buildings in the secret area that had been revealed by the receding mist, and he had taken every single treasure at or above the spirit treasure caliber before stowing them away in the domain.

In order to store these treasures, Han Li had disassembled a three-story pavilion inside the secret area before reconstructing it near the spirit medicine garden in his Flower Branch domain, right next to the spirit medicine pavilion.

After setting down the plot of spirit farmland, Han Li immediately emerged from the Flower Branch domain to find that Weeping Soul and the giant ape puppets were beginning to enter the door of silver light.

"Weeping Soul, I've set down the plot of spirit farmland, but it still needs to be connected to the earth veins in the domain and watered with spirit liquid," Han Li said.

"Leave it to me, Master," Weeping Soul replied as she entered the Flower Branch domain, following which Han Li swept a sleeve through the air to close the door of silver light.

After that, he turned and cast his gaze deeper into the secret area.

That area was riddled with restrictions, making it very difficult to access.

All of a sudden, Han Li's brows furrowed slightly as he suppressed his own immortal spiritual power fluctuations, then rushed around the hill to hide behind it.

Not long after his departure, several figures arrived on the scene, including cultivators from the Spirit Heaven Sect, Blazing Light City, and the Azure Lock Valley.

The square-faced man from the Spirit Heaven Sect was also among them, and he rallied in a loud voice, "Everyone, all of us must unite against the Heavenly Water Sect and the Almighty Sword Sect if we want to reap any substantial rewards in this immortal manor. At a time like this, we cannot afford to be selfish and divided."

"Cut the preamble, Yu Kuohai. What exactly is it that you want to say?" a Blazing Light City elder asked.

"Be patient now, Elder Yang. What I want to propose is that we all join forces to harvest the spirit medicines here together, and if any other sects try to encroach upon this place, then we unite to oppose them. What do you say?" Yu Kuohai proposed.

"That's not a bad proposal. What I'm wondering is how we're going to split the spirit medicines here. This immortal manor has been sealed for countless years, so this place must be laden with precious spirit medicines of very advanced ages," the handsome man from the Azure Lock Valley said.

"There are three tiers on this hill, are there not? Let's just pick one each, Valley Master Fu," Yu Kuohai replied.

"Alright, then it's settled," Elder Yang agreed, and the group of cultivators immediately entered the spirit medicine fields.

However, it didn't take long before all of them erupted into furious fits.

"What the hell happened here?!" Elder Yang roared.

"Someone got here before us!" Valley Master Fu yelled.

"Which bastard did this?! They even dug out an entire chunk of spirit farmland!"

The cultivators of the other two sects faltered slightly upon hearing this, then turned to examine their designated plots of spirit farmland. At the very least, none of the spirit farmland had been dug out, and there were still some spirit medicines left behind ranging from tens of thousands to over a hundred thousand years of age.

Meanwhile, Yu Kuohai could barely contain his own fury as he glowered at the massive chunk of missing land before him. The soil on the edges of the crater was still very moist, indicating that the spirit farmland had clearly only been dug out not long ago.

He sprang up into the air before scouring his surroundings, trying to find the perpetrator, but to no avail.

The cultivators of the three sects quickly gathered what little remained of the spirit medicines in the fields, then reunited with one another before loudly cussing out whoever had gotten here before them.

"There's no point in venting right now. The cultivators of the Yellow Wind Sect and the Ink Fragrance Pavilion seem to have gone to a building not far away from us. If we go there now, we should be in time to intercept them," Yu Kuohai said.

"But if we do that, won't we pit ourselves in direct conflict with those two sects?" Valley Master Fu asked in a hesitant manner.

"It's just the Yellow Wind Sect and the Ink Fragrance Pavilion, what do we have to fear?" Elder Yang scoffed.

"In that case, it's decided. If they're willing to hand over some of their treasures, then we'll let them off the hook, but if they refuse to hand over anything to us, then we'll have no choice but to make them suffer a little," Yu Kuohai said with a cold smile.

After reaching a consensus, the cultivators of the three sects began to fly in the direction of the building in question.

However, on the way there, they discovered the Yellow Wind Sect and Ink Fragrance Pavilion cultivators flying toward them, and they had been joined by the cultivators of the White Cloud Mountain Cottage and the Worry Not Pavilion.

The two groups drew to a halt several thousand feet apart, and looking at the disgruntled expressions on one another's faces, all of them were struck by a sense of foreboding.

"Could it be that everything has already been looted on your end as well?" Yu Kuohai asked.

"It sounds like the same thing happened to you," the elderly woman from the Yellow Wind Sect mused.

"There was even an entire chunk of spirit farmland taken away," Yu Kuohai replied through gritted teeth.

"The entire building on our end was almost taken apart," the elderly woman from the Yellow Wind Pavilion sighed.

"What kind of shameless bastard could've done something like this?!"

In a forest hundreds of kilometers away, Han Li suddenly sneezed without any warning.

At this moment, there was a rather hesitant look on his face.

At this point, it was already abundantly clear that people from the outside had entered the secret area. However, in order to avoid being discovered, he had refrained from using his spiritual sense to do any scouting. As a result, he had no idea how many people had entered the secret area.

At the moment, he was still some distance away from the deepest parts of the secret area, so there simply wouldn't be enough time for him to break the restrictions up ahead and loot all of the treasures ahead of everyone else.

If he were to get into a conflict with these people, then his identity would inevitably be exposed, and if he were to attract the attention of the likes of Qi Mozi, then he wasn't confident in his ability to escape safely.

However, it was clear that this was no ordinary secret area, so there had to be some extremely precious treasures hidden in its deepest parts.

Most importantly, Han Li could sense a faint hint of time law power fluctuations coming from up ahead, and he couldn't bear to turn his back on it.

After much contemplation, he was finally able to think of a middle ground idea.

With his mind made up, he released some of his spiritual sense, sweeping it through the nearby area.

Moments later, he flipped a hand over to produce a crimson Reincarnation Palace mask that he promptly put on, and in the blink of an eye, he transformed into a middle-aged man with eyes that were set quite far apart, giving him a slightly dull and slow-witted appearance.

Immediately thereafter, his body shrank down in height while becoming more compact and muscular, giving him the appearance of a hard-working farmer.

At the same time, he released part of his immortal spiritual power fluctuations, restricting his own aura to the early-Golden Immortal Stage.

He then flipped a hand over to conjure up a mirror or azure light, and after examining his own reflection momentarily, he gave a pleased nod.

After that, he leaped into the greenery to the side and vanished out of sight.

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