The Immortal Ascension

Chapter 93: Burning the Enemy with Blazing Flames

When mentioning that he was from the Ye Family, the dwarf couldn't help but puff out his chest, as if he suddenly had something to rely on. His tone grew more confident, clearly showing his pride in the reputation of the Ye Family of Qinling Ridge.

Seeing the dwarf’s courage swell in an instant, Han Li realized that this Ye Family of Qinling Ridge must be a prominent and powerful cultivator family.

However, if the other party had such a powerful family as his backing, yet had been so panicked earlier, it could only mean one of two things: either he was lying, or he was an insignificant pawn within his family—someone whose life or death wouldn’t even be noticed.

In a short span of time, Han Li made his judgment, concluding that disposing of this person wouldn’t bring much trouble.

This deduction completely dispelled the last trace of hesitation in Han Li’s mind, and his killing intent grew even stronger.

After all, a cultivator like this—one whose magical power was inferior to his own and whose behavior was downright foolish—was a rare find! Even without this life-and-death struggle, Han Li would never have let such a perfect prey slip away. Moreover, judging by the dwarf’s words and actions, he was no virtuous man, so Han Li had no reason to hold back.

"The Ye Family of Qinling Ridge—that renowned Ye Family?" Han Li feigned astonishment, as if he couldn’t believe it.

Since the other party dared to use this name as his shield, it must carry significant weight among cultivators, Han Li thought to himself.

"Indeed, that very Ye Family. Since Brother knows of our family’s name, surely you won’t deliberately make things difficult for me?" Seeing how effective his bluff was, the dwarf immediately spoke louder, emboldened.

"The Ye Family…?" Han Li pretended to hesitate, scratching his head with a look of indecision, playing the part of a weak-willed fool.

Seeing this, the dwarf secretly rejoiced and quickly alternated between pleading and threats, doing everything he could to steer the situation in his favor.

"How about this—I’ll take you to meet the elders of my family and let them decide how to handle you. What do you say?" Han Li said, appearing troubled.

"There’s no need for such trouble! This is just a minor matter. If Your Excellency has to consult the elders over something so trivial, it might leave a poor impression on them, which could greatly hinder your future prospects!" The dwarf was startled by this suggestion and immediately pretended to be concerned, hastily dissuading Han Li.

By now, Golden Light Senior had completely mistaken Han Li for a naive young man who had little experience in the world. He assumed that Han Li was the type of disciple who had spent his entire childhood secluded in his family, cultivating diligently, and had only recently ventured into the mortal world for training. This would explain why someone so young possessed such profound magical power.

"Thank you for your advice, Brother!" Han Li said, seemingly moved. After lowering his head in thought, he reached into his robe and pulled out the talisman with the small sword drawn on it.

"Since this is our first meeting, and you’ve shown me such consideration, I should return this treasure to you." Han Li spoke earnestly, his expression tinged with reluctance.

The dwarf was overjoyed. He never expected the young man before him to be so gullible as to return a treasure already in his grasp.Without a second thought, fearing the other might change his mind, Han Li quickly formed a hand seal and waved his hand, causing the golden shield around him to shatter and vanish completely. He then reached out eagerly to grab the talisman, shamelessly saying, "Since Your Excellency is so sincere, I won't stand on ceremony!"

Just as the dwarf's outstretched hand was about to seize the talisman, Han Li's expression suddenly changed dramatically. With a look of shock, he cried out in alarm toward the dwarf's back, "Clan Chief! Why have you come personally?!"

Hearing this, the dwarf shuddered in fright, forgetting all about the treasure as he hastily turned his head to look behind him.

He froze—there was no one there, only silence.

"Not good!" Even if the dwarf had been slow-witted, he now realized he'd been tricked. Before he could turn back, he felt a sudden heat in his chest, followed by a blaze of crimson filling his vision. His body burst into raging flames, and in the blink of an eye, the dwarf was reduced to ashes amidst the inferno.

Only then did Han Li let out a long sigh of relief, retracting the hand that had just launched the small fireball. Though the process of killing his opponent with a simple "Fireball Spell" seemed straightforward, it had actually required considerable thought and had placed immense pressure on him. Now that the ambush had succeeded so smoothly, Han Li couldn't help but feel secretly relieved, a hint of joy appearing on his face.

Jia Tianlong, Wang Juechu, and the others had witnessed everything that had just happened, yet they had no idea what had actually transpired. Because Han Li and the dwarf had deliberately kept their voices low to prevent eavesdropping, the onlookers, standing too far away, hadn't been able to hear their conversation.

All they saw was the dwarf appearing somewhat fearful upon seeing Han Li. After exchanging a few words, the dwarf seemed to be pleading desperately for something. Then, in the next moment, Han Li took advantage of the dwarf's distraction to conjure a small fireball out of thin air, effortlessly reducing the Wild Wolf Gang's great pillar of support—Golden Light Senior—to a pile of white ash.

Jia Tianlong's mouth now tasted unbearably bitter, the bitterness seeping deep into his heart and lungs. What had just happened? The once-promising situation had taken a drastic turn for the worse the moment this seemingly insignificant Seven Mysteries Sect disciple appeared, spiraling completely out of control. Even Golden Light Senior, a revered immortal master, had been burned to death without a chance to resist.

Wang Juechu, naturally, felt the exact opposite of his rival. Gripping the sword at his waist tightly, he stared with excitement at Han Li, who was squatting in an undignified posture and rummaging through something on the ground. A fervent expression spread across his face.

Han Li was also agitated at the moment, though not from excitement. Instead, he was overjoyed to have retrieved a few unburned items from the pile of ashes left by the dwarf.

There weren't many items—just one talisman, a token, and a book.

The talisman was the same one the dwarf had used to summon the golden shield. Though Han Li didn’t yet know the chant to activate it, he was ecstatic—after all, what he lacked most right now was a means of self-defense.

The token was a pitch-black triangular plaque. One side bore the ancient seal-script characters "Ascension to Immortality" in gold, while the other side had a silver "Order" character. The entire plaque didn’t appear to be made of metal, yet it was surprisingly heavy, its purpose unknown.As for that book, Han Li initially thought that since it had survived the "Fireball Spell," it must be something extraordinary. However, after flipping through a few pages, he discovered it was merely a genealogy—a family record of the Qin surname. He had no idea what connection it had to Golden Light Senior, who had carried it so closely.

"Didn't that dwarf claim to be from the Ye family? Yet he carried a Qin clan genealogy. Could he be the illegitimate child of someone from the Ye family?" Disappointed, Han Li couldn't help but speculate with some malice.

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