Celestial Taoist

Chapter 43 Han Li's Warning

The mage Han Li remained as beautiful and graceful as ever. As her skirt fluttered, she landed in front of Li Mofan. With a wave of her hand, the ice crystals on Li Mofan's body gradually melted away.

"I used the Freeze spell on you to prevent you from being killed, not just to freeze you." Han Li's voice was a little softer than when they first met, but she was still expressionless. As she finished speaking, the ice on Li Mofan's body completely melted, and he regained control of his body.

He didn't reply, thinking that before figuring out what this woman was up to, he should listen to what she had to say and see if he could get any information out of her.

Seeing Li Mofan remain silent, Han Li changed her expression. Her eyes curved into crescent moons, and dimples appeared on her rosy cheeks as she laughed, "Hehehe, don't be afraid, little brother. I won't harm you this time. Look, didn't I just save your life?" She pointed with her fair fingers to the spot where she had refined the young man in the moon-white Daoist robe, saying, "You really are a fearless newborn calf. You dared to provoke a Dao Fruit Realm expert so soon after forming your Dao Foundation. If I hadn't foreseen this, I'm afraid you would have already—"

She paused halfway through her sentence, a hint of mockery flashing in her eyes. She extended her slender index and middle fingers, bringing them together to form a sword shape. She first lightly touched Li Mofan's chest, then swiftly slashed downwards with her wrist. The movement was crisp and clean. She even wrinkled her nose deliberately, making an exaggerated expression of regret: "Look, just like this, he cut you in two from the heart with one sword, your spiritual power dissipated, and you ended up with your soul scattered. What a pity."

Her gestures were light and agile, completely different from the ruthless way she had killed the young man earlier. However, the crisp slashing motion still made Li Mofan's heart skip a beat. Han Li was not joking. The young man in the moon-white Taoist robe was indeed strong enough to easily kill him.

Seeing her demeanor, Li Mofan felt much relieved. He couldn't help but recall the alluring phantom within his body—the strange Dao technique he had named the Han Li Dao Technique. A strange feeling welled up inside him. Watching Han Li continue talking, her petite and adorable appearance made him itch with desire. As if possessed, he used that strange Dao technique, focusing all his attention into that charming phantom.

As soon as the technique was activated, he felt a long-lost surge of all-powerful energy, as thick as his arm, flowing out. He used this technique from time to time, but usually only had a strand of all-powerful energy as thick as a hair. Although the effect of this all-powerful energy on Li Mofan was decreasing as his cultivation level increased, it was still a necessary medium for activating the technique, the Amorous Sword. However, he had not absorbed such a quantity and quality of all-powerful energy for a long time.

Almost the instant the omnipotent energy surged forth, Han Li's words abruptly stopped, her playful and charming expression freezing instantly before slowly fading away, replaced by an indescribable expression of pleasure. She subconsciously closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling gently, a faint blush rising to her rosy cheeks, even her breathing becoming soft and long, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously turning upwards slightly.

The white mist surrounding her swirled almost imperceptibly, no longer the chilling, biting cold of before, but instead becoming warm and gentle, even slowing the sway of her robes. Her previously clear and sharp eyes were now tightly closed, the corners slightly red, as if soothed by something. Her entire aura softened, losing all the ruthlessness she had displayed when killing the young man, leaving only a languid comfort as if she had let down her guard.

Li Mofan was taken aback upon seeing this and subconsciously stopped his mental probing. He saw Han Li's brows furrow slightly, and she let out a very soft, slightly coquettish moan, as if she was dissatisfied with his pause. Li Mofan quickly resumed focusing all his attention on her, and only then did Han Li close her eyes in satisfaction.

A moment later, Han Li slowly opened her eyes, a lingering tenderness still present, quickly concealed by a layer of coquettishness. However, the blush on her ear tips ultimately betrayed her earlier loss of composure, and her tone was softer than before, carrying a hint of barely perceptible coyness: "What...what did you just do?"

Li Mofan's heart stirred, vaguely sensing the connection between this Taoist technique and Han Li, but he deliberately pretended to be confused: "It's nothing, I just accidentally activated a Taoist technique. Did I disturb the mage?" He looked at the lingering tenderness in Han Li's eyes and the fleeting tremor, and his doubts deepened. Why would this woman, who once wanted to refine him into a soul servant, react like this to his Taoist technique?

Upon hearing this, Han Li's ears flushed even more crimson. She quickly looked away, deliberately waving her hand and speaking with a hint of coquettishness, "It's nothing. Perhaps your magic is too strange, capable of disturbing one's mind." She intentionally avoided Li Mofan's probing gaze, turning to walk towards the abandoned magic array not far away. Her skirt fluttered lightly, and her tone instantly shifted to seriousness, "Let's not talk about that. Do you know why you're being hunted?"

Li Mofan was taken aback by these words, his doubts deepening. He subconsciously frowned and said in a deep voice, "Why? I don't know that guy at all. We've never crossed paths before. I really don't know why he's been chasing me so relentlessly, even to the point of chasing me to this remote corner of the world to take my life." As he spoke, his gaze was fixed on Han Li's back. He secretly hoped that Han Li could provide an answer. After all, Han Li was powerful and seemed to know many secrets. Since she could foresee saving him, she must know the reason behind it.

But Han Li didn't turn around. Her fingertips lightly brushed the rune fragments at the edge of the magic circle. Her tone remained serious, without any intention of explaining: "You don't need to know the reason. Knowing too much will not do you any good. On the contrary, it will bring you more disaster."

Li Mofan's heart tightened with anxiety, and he quickly stepped forward: "Since the Master knows, why won't you tell me? I can't be hunted down without knowing why, and I don't even know where the danger is coming from!"

Han Li slowly turned around, her eyes no longer showing the previous coquettishness, but only a hint of solemnity. Her tone was unyielding: "I said, you don't need to know. You just need to remember my words: don't take on any cross-realm missions recently, and under no circumstances should you leave the Taoist area." She paused, her gaze falling on Li Mofan's face. As if afraid he wouldn't take it seriously, she added, "This isn't advice, it's a warning. If you don't listen, don't expect anyone to come to your rescue next time you encounter danger."

Looking at her solemn expression, Li Mofan knew she wasn't joking. Although his doubts remained unresolved, he could tell from her tone that she wouldn't reveal any more.

Han Li didn't look at him again. She raised her fingertips and a white spiritual energy shot out, hitting the air in the mountain valley. The void instantly twisted and trembled, and a familiar black crack slowly appeared, exactly the same as the cross-realm crack that Li Mofan had come through. Within the crack, chaotic light and shadow flowed, and the faint "sizzling" sound of void fragments rubbing together could be heard.

With a slight movement, she lightly touched the ground with her toes, and as her red robes fluttered, she floated to the front of the rift. Just before stepping in, she turned slightly to the side and said calmly, "Remember what I just said, don't be reckless." Without lingering any longer, she flashed and stepped into the void rift.

Li Mofan subconsciously took a step forward, only to see that the crack, no longer sustained by Han Li's spiritual power, was condensing at a visible speed. A moment later, the void returned to its flat state, leaving only a faint fluctuation of spiritual power, which gradually dissipated with the gale.