The Immortal Ascension

Chapter 53: The Handsome Man

Upon hearing this, Han Li couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. However, what happened next struck him with such a massive impact that he realized there were still countless things in the world he didn’t know.

As Doctor Mo let out a loud shout, the seven Strange Blades embedded in his body began to tremble. A "buzzing" roar emanated from the Ghost Heads, growing louder and sharper, as if they were coming to life and trying to break free from his body.

Seeing that the Strange Blades seemed to be disobeying his commands, Doctor Mo became visibly frustrated. He muttered something under his breath, but it was too soft and quick for Han Li to catch. However, Han Li guessed it couldn’t have been anything pleasant.

Doctor Mo stood up, paced around the room, and finally stomped his foot in frustration. Reluctantly, he extended a finger and inserted it into the gaping mouth of one of the Ghost Heads.

Something incredible happened. The Ghost Head, which was supposed to be an inanimate object, suddenly clamped its mouth shut, using its large fangs to bite down hard on the "delicacy" that had been offered to it. It then began to suck gently.

Doctor Mo's body trembled slightly, as if he was enduring immense pain. Since his face was obscured by the Ghost Mist, Han Li couldn’t see his expression, but he imagined it must have been extremely unpleasant.

After what felt like the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the Ghost Head finally seemed satisfied. It released its grip, and the buzzing sound disappeared.

Doctor Mo repeated the process, feeding each Ghost Head in turn before reluctantly withdrawing his finger.

After completing this task, Doctor Mo repeated the Hand Seals he had performed earlier, muttering incantations under his breath once more.

This time, the seven Strange Blades did not tremble, nor did they make any strange noises. Instead, they simultaneously opened their eyes, revealing blood-red pupils. Their mouths also widened further, and their cheeks puffed out as they began to suck in something from the air.

The Ghost Mist on Doctor Mo's face seemed to sense impending doom. It surged violently, and the tendrils it extended flailed more wildly than ever, but it was all in vain.

Seven thin black threads were drawn from the Ghost Mist, tracing elegant arcs in the air before accurately falling into the seven waiting mouths of the Ghost Heads, which slowly devoured them.

Han Li was utterly stunned. Since Doctor Mo was sitting cross-legged right in front of him, everything that happened was clearly visible. He could even see every single tooth on the Ghost Heads with perfect clarity.

For the first time, Han Li had touched upon another world, and he was completely overwhelmed by this mysterious power. The bizarre Strange Blades, the eerie Ghost Heads, and the sinister Ghost Mist that floated on Doctor Mo's face—all of these phenomena defied rational explanation and shattered his previous understanding of the world. Before this, Han Li had always been skeptical about tales of gods and ghosts. He would never believe anything unless he saw it with his own eyes.

Now, these scenes of supernatural beings, which he had only heard of in legends, were unfolding right before his eyes. How could he not be terrified?

For a moment, Han Li's mind was in complete chaos. Faced with such inhuman power, and as a prisoner himself, he had no idea how to respond.Gradually, the Ghost Mist on Doctor Mo's face thinned from dense to sparse, as the Ghost Heads devoured most of it, leaving only a faint layer lingering on his face.

At this moment, Doctor Mo's features became vaguely visible, and when Han Li saw the true face that had reappeared, he was so shocked that his mouth hung open for a long time, unable to close.

Today had been full of surprises for Han Li, but none were as mind-boggling as what he was witnessing now, leaving him utterly astounded.

The face that emerged from the black mist was that of a robust man in his prime, around thirty years old. From the extremely familiar brows and eyes, it was unmistakably Doctor Mo himself, only decades younger.

The firm and well-defined face, the naturally authoritative gaze, and the slightly cold smile at the corner of his lips all combined to create an undeniably handsome and mature male visage. Such a face would be lethally attractive to women, whether they were young maidens or resentful wives secluded in the depths of grand mansions. With just a slight gesture, they would likely fall for him, deeply ensnared and unable to extricate themselves.

Upon seeing this face, Han Li even felt an impulse to smash it with a punch. It seemed that the beauty of this man's appearance was too provoking, inciting jealousy in other men.

As the last trace of black mist on the face was sucked into the Ghost Heads' mouths, Han Li recalled that Doctor Mo had once mentioned to him that he was originally only in his thirties. It was due to an accident during his recovery from an injury, where evil spirits had drained his vitality over a long period, that he had aged so drastically.

In this regard, it seemed that Doctor Mo had not deceived him. This current appearance should indeed be Doctor Mo's true original face, though the method of his restoration was beyond belief.

At this moment, Han Li realized that Doctor Mo's rejuvenation was not limited to his face. His body and hair had also transformed. The jet-black, stiff hair and the upright posture all indicated that he was in the golden period of his life, with his physical strength and energy at their peak.

"But if Doctor Mo has a way to restore his original appearance, why did he go to such lengths with me?"

Han Li was puzzled. He snapped out of his shock and realized he was still in danger. His mind began to race, analyzing everything in an attempt to find a way out of the current predicament.

Han Li noticed that the rejuvenated Doctor Mo seemed somewhat dazed, standing still in silence.

After a long while, Doctor Mo raised a hand, examining the smooth skin on the back of it with the look of someone rediscovering a long-lost treasure. Then he closed his eyes, pressing his palm against his cheek and gently rubbing it, as if savoring the vitality of youth once more.

Doctor Mo's narcissistic expression was a bit too much for Han Li to handle. He couldn't comprehend the complex emotions Doctor Mo must be feeling at this moment of regaining what had been lost.

"Old Mo, it seems you've returned to normal. If you no longer need this Disciple, could you let me go? I would be willing to serve you diligently in the future."Han Li could no longer remain calm. Up until now, he still didn't know how the other party intended to deal with him. Although he was well aware that they wouldn't simply let him off the hook, he still feigned ignorance and probed with a question, hoping to learn his fate sooner rather than later so he could make alternative plans.

(End of Chapter)