"Brother Han, what are we doing in this place?" After a long while, seeing Han Li still wandering around the city, Zi Ling couldn't help but ask.

Judging from Han Li's appearance, he didn't seem to be helping others for the sake of doing good.

"The True Immortal World has rich spiritual energy, and the major immortal domains, regardless of size, are basically prosperous. It is rare to see such a desolate and declining place like this one. I want to feel the special atmosphere here," Han Li said.

"What's so good about feeling the atmosphere of this kind of desolate city?" Zi Ling looked at the desolate scene around her and wrinkled her nose, complaining.

Han Li hesitated for a moment, but didn't say anything more, just shook his head.

In fact, the reason he came here was related to the Soul Refining Art given to him by the previous "Lord of the Samsara Hall," specifically, to cultivate the seventh level.

The cultivation of the seventh level of the Soul Refining Art is different from the previous six levels. It is much more complicated and not achievable with just talent and perseverance. It also requires experiencing the myriad states of life, understanding the mentality of thousands of people in the world, successful people, failed people, rich people, and down-and-out people, etc., in order to cleanse the mind and make the soul reach a state of inclusiveness before one can successfully cultivate.

Over the years, he had been traveling around with Zi Ling, partly to accompany her, and partly to see all kinds of people in the world and experience their various complex states of mind.

After reaching the sixth level of the Soul Refining Art, Han Li could also sense the thoughts in a person's mind through their soul fluctuations, just like Ti Hun.

The people in this abandoned city were filled with an atmosphere of twilight, which was very different from the thriving state of other places, making it quite rare, so he came here to feel it carefully.

Of course, he couldn't let Zi Ling know about these things yet.

Zi Ling's beautiful eyes flickered, and she didn't ask any further questions, quietly following behind Han Li.

Han Li strolled around this desolate city all night, then opened his eyes, his expression returning to normal.

"Is it over?" Zi Ling asked.

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting all night," Han Li nodded and said.

"It's nothing, but what do you plan to do next, continue to do good deeds?" Zi Ling shook her head and asked.

Han Li smiled noncommittally and spread out his spiritual sense.

Soon, his eyebrows twitched, and he activated the Lightning Formation with a hand seal.

The two figures instantly disappeared from the spot and reappeared in the sky above a small courtyard in the city.

Inside the courtyard, seven or eight strong men were besieging an old man, seemingly trying to snatch something.

"Stop!" Han Li shouted coldly, flicking his finger.

A ray of lightning shot out from his hand and struck the ground nearby.

With a loud "bang," a large pit was blasted into the ground, and the resulting shockwave blew the strong men away.

Han Li was currently severing his good corpse and dared not kill any more living beings, lest he shake the trace of good thoughts that had finally arisen in his heart. In fact, he hadn't even killed a wild beast in recent years.

The men were terrified when they saw Han Li and Zi Ling standing in the air. Someone shouted, and everyone fled with their heads in their hands. After the initial daze, the old man hurriedly came over to thank them.

Han Li frowned slightly. Although his actions had obviously helped the old man, no intangible power of good deeds had appeared.

He simply nodded slightly to the old man and then left with Lightning Escape, teleporting to the next place of conflict.

In the blink of an eye, the two had stayed in this desolate city for half a month. Han Li had done hundreds of good deeds, but the power of good deeds had never appeared again.

Inside a relatively clean teahouse in the desolate city, Han Li and Zi Ling sat facing each other.

Han Li had a cup of white mist-shrouded spiritual tea beside him, and the faint tea fragrance permeated the air, but his face was gloomy, and he didn't taste it.

Zi Ling didn't drink tea either but was looking through a thick book.

It was a book explaining the concept of good and evil that Han Li had obtained from the Samsara Hall. After Zi Ling saw it, she wanted to find a way to help Han Li solve his current predicament.

It was midday, but there were no customers in the teahouse, only Han Li and Zi Ling, making it very quiet.

"The two guests, does this tea not suit your taste? Would you like to try another kind?" A lean middle-aged man asked with a smile.

This man was the owner of the teahouse, but he was actually a Great Ascension Stage cultivator. It was unknown why he was living in seclusion here, running a mundane business.

His cultivation was actually not low for this area. After all, one more step would make him a True Immortal, but he naturally couldn't hide his identity from Han Li.

"No need, this tea tastes acceptable, but we have some worries and have no intention to taste it. It's a bit of a waste of the owner's craftsmanship," Han Li shook his head and said with a faint smile.

As he spoke, he picked up the teacup, took a sip, and nodded slightly to the owner.

As for Zi Ling, she ignored the owner and continued to read the book with her head down.

"Hehe, so you two have some worries. Then drinking this light and frivolous Mist Tea is indeed inappropriate. I happen to have a Clear Mind Tea here. You two can try it," the owner said to himself. Without waiting for Han Li to respond, he turned and walked towards the inner room.

After a moment, he came out with two cups of emerald green spiritual tea and placed them beside the two.

The emerald green spiritual tea had almost no taste, as if it were two cups of water.

Han Li's eyes lit up slightly, and he became a little interested. He picked up the teacup, took a sip, and a cool tea flavor emerged from his mouth and tongue, then surged into his body along with the tea water, spreading out.

The annoyance in his heart dissipated a lot with the spread of this tea flavor.

"The owner is indeed a master of tea art," Han Li praised.

"Fellow Daoist is too kind. Judging from your appearance and temperament, you should also be cultivators, right? You don't seem to be local to Xiangyi?" The owner seemed to be a friendly person and said with a smile.

"The owner has good eyes. We are indeed from outside. My name is Han Li, and this is Zi Ling," Han Li said with a slight flash in his eyes, without concealing anything.

"So it's Fellow Daoist Han and Fellow Daoist Zi Ling. My name is Li Hai," the owner cupped his fist and said.

Zi Ling raised her head from the book, glanced at the owner, nodded slightly, and quickly immersed herself in the book again.

"Owner Li, there's no one in the store at the moment. Why don't you sit down and chat?" Han Li invited.

Li Hai didn't refuse and sat down next to him.

"Owner Li, how did you know that we are outsiders?" Han Li asked.

"The two of you have active aura, like the rising sun, full of vigor, which is very different from the people of Runan Continent where Xiangyi City is located. Anyone who has lived here for a long time can see it at a glance. It's not surprising," Li Hai said with a smile.

"Owner Li has keen insight. I admire you. But is this the case with the vitality of various places now?" Han Li asked.

"Actually, it's a long story. The spiritual veins in various parts of this continent were mined clean tens of thousands of years ago, cutting off the foundation. Naturally, the situation has deteriorated. Those who could leave have left, and those who remain are powerless or nostalgic for their homeland, so naturally, they have no vitality to speak of," Li Hai sighed and said.

"I suppose it's not just this continent, right?" Han Li said.

"That's right. It seems that Fellow Daoist has indeed been to many places," the owner nodded.

"Owner Li, you shouldn't be a native either, or rather, not from this immortal domain, right?" Han Li nodded slowly, suddenly put down his teacup, and said with a light smile.

"Oh? What makes Fellow Daoist say that?" The owner's expression was slightly surprised.

"Although I don't understand the art of tea, I have heard that the Greenwater Immortal Domain, which is adjacent to the Hegal Immortal Domain, is the most proficient in brewing spiritual tea. Most of the famous teas in the world come from there. It is said that in order to improve the art of making spiritual tea, some tea masters in the Greenwater Immortal Domain created many special cultivation methods specifically to assist in tea making, among which the most widely circulated is a Greenwater Concordance Art... Owner Li, your water attribute cultivation method is very similar to the rumored Greenwater Concordance Art. Moreover, the layout of your teahouse looks like a local style overall, but in subtle details, it still reveals some characteristics of the Greenwater Immortal Domain. Therefore, I made a presumptuous assertion. I wonder if I am right?" Han Li said with a smile.

"You have good eyes! That's right, I did come from the Greenwater Immortal Domain, after traveling a long distance," Li Hai praised, but there was more respect in his eyes.

Although he didn't see through the cultivation of Han Li and the others at first, and only thought that they might have used some secret technique to conceal their aura, it now seemed that a person who could freely travel between immortal domains and see through his cultivation methods at a glance was at least a True Immortal, or even a Golden Immortal Realm cultivator. Naturally, he couldn't help but treat him with respect.

But he also saw that Han Li didn't intend to reveal his identity, so he wisely didn't ask any more questions.

"Owner, your tea-making skills are not bad. Why did you abandon the resource-rich Greenwater Immortal Domain and come to a barren immortal domain like Hegal instead?" Han Li asked curiously.

"Fellow Daoist overestimates me. With my tea-making skills and the fact that my cultivation has been unable to break through the bottleneck for a long time, I'm just at the bottom of the Greenwater Immortal Domain. How could I not have tried hard in the past? Unfortunately, it always fell short... Alas, I don't want to mention the past. Now, I only ask to be able to live in peace and not be confused about the future every day. I'll be satisfied," Li Hai said with a wry smile.

Han Li looked at the owner, feeling the fluctuations in his mind, and nodded silently.

"Enough about me. You two should have something to do here, right? I've been here for many years. Although my cultivation is not high, I'm quite familiar with the situation in various places. Perhaps I can help you," Li Hai looked at Han Li and asked.

"Thank you for your enthusiasm, Owner Li, but the things I need to do are a bit special, and outsiders can't help," Han Li shook his head and said.

"In that case, I can only wish Fellow Daoist Han all the best. If you need my help, just say the word," Li Hai said, patting his chest.

"Thank you," Han Li could feel that Li Hai's words came from the heart, and he cupped his fist and said.

"Uncle Li, are you there?" Just then, a voice came from outside the store. It was a rather stout young man.

The young man was a mortal, and his clothes were tattered. He stood timidly outside the teahouse, not stepping inside.

"Fellow Daoist Han, Fellow Daoist Zi Ling, please sit here for a while. I'll take my leave first," Li Hai glanced outside, bid farewell to Han Li, and got up and walked out.

Han Li picked up the Clear Mind Tea beside him, took a sip, and turned his head to casually look outside the teahouse.
Mortal's Journey: Immortal World
Wang Yu