"Wan 'er!"
Han Li called out softly. He bent down slightly and his eyes were full of concern.
Nangong Wan's eyes were still misty. It seemed that she had not completely recovered.
When Han Li saw this, he raised his hand and pointed at Nangong Wan again. A ray of light shot out and entered between Nangong Wan's eyebrows.
Nangong Wan felt a cool sensation in her head. She immediately regained her consciousness.
She sat up and looked at Han Li expressionlessly.
"Wan 'er, what's wrong? It's me."
Han Li reached out to hold Nangong Wan's hand. His heart sank. Could it be that Jiao San had lied to him? That Nangong Wan had not recovered her memories?
"Pa!" Nangong Wan pushed Han Li's hand away.
"Who are you?" Nangong Wan flew up from the bed and landed on the side. She was on guard.
"I am Han Li, your husband." Han Li said.
"How can you prove your identity?" Nangong Wan's eyes flashed. She immediately became cold again.
When Han Li heard this, he felt relieved and a smile appeared on his face.
It seemed that Nangong Wan had recovered her memories.
"Wan 'er, do you remember the first time we met?
It was during the Trial by Blood and Fire. You were practicing the Six Circulation Technique. You mixed in with the disciples of the Qi Training Stage and picked spiritual herbs in the Trial by Blood and Fire. That was not very honorable. "Han Li said with a smile.
When Nangong Wan heard this, her expression did not change. Her eyes flashed with a trace of reminiscence.
"After that, we were in trouble. Fortunately, we worked together and killed the Inky Dragon. That was how we became friends. The second time we met was at the frontline of the war with the Demonic Path. There were outsiders there. You pretended that you did not know me." Han Li paused and continued to talk about what they had gone through together.
Although countless years had passed, these memories did not fade in the slightest, as if they had happened just yesterday.
"… Later on, I transcended the Heavenly Tribulation, and separated from you. I ascended to the True Immortal World. It was such a long time since we parted, and I even thought that we wouldn't be able to see each other again." Han Li went on to tell the story of how they had parted in the Spirit World.
Nangong Wan stood to the side and listened quietly. The look in her eyes fluctuated, but she still remained calm.
"Wan 'er, this is the memory of our shared experience. I believe that no one else in the world knows about it besides the two of us," Han Li said as he looked straight at Nangong Wan. There was a hint of expectation in his eyes.
"I should have been in your hands all this time. My cultivation base is low, so I can't see through your cultivation base. However, it's definitely above mine, so I can easily search your soul.
You know this doesn't prove anything, "Nangong Wan said, shaking her head.
"Wan 'er, you are still so cautious.
Indeed, as long as I search your soul, I will be able to know this. Then how do you want me to prove my identity? "Han Li was stunned for a moment before he laughed and said.
Hearing this, Nangong Wan's face fell.
Han Li looked at Nangong Wan with a smile. Suddenly, his expression changed slightly, and he looked her up and down.
Nangong Wan's aura was only at the Genuine Immortal Realm. She had been so happy about their meeting that she didn't notice this.
It seemed that after her memory was restored, the cultivation that belonged to Gan Rushuang, which she had obtained through the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disc, had also been lost.
"Wan 'er, you were a Zenith Heaven Cultivator in your previous life. Now your cultivation has dropped to the Genuine Immortal Realm. This is because of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disc.
I have checked it, and it won't affect your future cultivation, "Han Li said with a frown.
"The Six Paths of Reincarnation Disc … You mean the Mysterious Treasure of the Netherworld controlled by the Samsara Temple Master? Do you know that he has a daughter?" Nangong Wan's beautiful eyes flashed as she asked.
"The code name of the Samsara Temple Master is Jiao San, and her real name is Gan Jiuzhen. She is your daughter in your previous life.
If you have any other questions, feel free to ask them, "Han Li said with a calm nod.
"My daughter from my previous life?
What's going on … And tell me, why does the Temple Master look … look like you? "Nangong Wan was startled. After a while, she asked bluntly.
Han Li sighed in his heart and told her about the relationship between him and the Samsara Temple Master, as well as the Samsara Temple Master's attempt to revive Nangong Wan's previous life through the Samsara Disc.
At first, Nangong Wan frowned, but after thinking for a while, she calmed down.
In the next moment, she asked a few more questions about the Nether Realm, and Han Li answered them accurately.
"Now you should believe me, right?" Han Li looked at Nangong Wan and said.
"Not necessarily. If you colluded with them to deceive me, it wouldn't be difficult." Nangong Wan shook her head stubbornly.
Han Li felt helpless, but soon after, a thought flashed through his mind.
He made a hand seal and lightning flashed around him. The 72 Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords appeared. The lightning on the swords disappeared, revealing the swords.
"Wan 'er, look. These Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords are my Natal Magic Weapons. You've seen them before.
Although I've refined them many times over the years, the natural aura of the Golden Thunder Bamboo still remains, "Han Li said.
Nangong Wan stared blankly at the 72 Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords, which were shrouded in golden light, and her lips moved slightly.
When she looked at Han Li again, the expression in her eyes finally changed.
"Oh yes, this treasure has been refined more than once over the years. However, the traces of its refinement can still be seen." Han Li raised his hand and took out the Combined Five Extremes Mountain.
When Nangong Wan's gaze fell on the Combined Five Extremes Mountain, her body trembled slightly. She turned to look at Han Li again and sized him up.
"I've discarded all of my other treasures, but I can still use some cultivation arts and abilities from the Spirit Realm, such as the Spring Dawn Sword Formation, the Azure Coil Sword Formation, and the Holy Nirvana Physique transformation… I still remember which pose you hate the most…" All of these thoughts flashed through Han Li's mind, and he began to think of all types of ways to prove his identity.
Before he could finish speaking, a fragrant wind blew over. Nangong Wan threw herself into his arms and hugged him tightly. She seemed to use all her strength and whispered, "Enough.
"Enough, I believe that you are Han Li!"
Since she regained her memory in the Nether Realm, Nangong Wan's strength had been greatly reduced. She knew nothing about the Realm of True Immortals. The people around her were all thousands of times stronger than her. She had been treading on thin ice.
Today, she finally found Han Li. Smelling his familiar scent, Nangong Wan felt very relieved. She clutched Han Li's arm tightly.
Han Li also hugged Nangong Wan's soft body. His heart was full of love and pity.
Since Nangong Wan appeared in the Realm of True Immortals, her memory of her previous life was awakened by the Samsara Temple Master. He was angry and helpless. Although he was worried about her, he could only leave quietly.
Sometimes, parting was for the sake of meeting again in the future.
Later, when he learned that Nangong had been captured by the Heavenly Court, he became even more anxious.
In order to get enough power to save Nangong, he had been suppressing all this with great determination. In the end, he made a big breakthrough in his cultivation.
Until today, when Nangong Wan returned to his side, the big stone hanging in his heart finally fell to the ground.
Han Li suddenly raised his eyebrows. This time, his state of mind changed dramatically. Under the agitation of his mind, the Divine Sense in his mind also surged. The Spirit-refining Art was activated crazily, causing his mind to be turned upside down.
He hurriedly closed his eyes and guarded his Sea of Consciousness, trying to stabilize his mind.
Then, he suddenly found that just now, his Nascent Soul seemed to have undergone a strange change. This change seemed small, and it was impossible to notice if one did not carefully feel it.
It was precisely because of this change that the cultivation of the seventh level, which had been a little stagnant, had a sense of mastery. When the conditions were right, success came naturally. His Divine Sense had also greatly increased.
His Spirit-refining Art went from the first level to the second level, then to the third level, all the way to the seventh level … With each level of cultivation, as his Divine Sense grew stronger, so did his Divine Sense. However, this powerful force in his Sea of Consciousness did not seem to be a single entity. It was somewhat independent and could not be completely integrated. It could even be said that it was a little chaotic.
Although he could use the Spirit-refining Art to unify this force when he wanted to use it, once he stopped, this force would immediately return to its original chaotic state.
But just now, this force seemed to have found a common fulcrum.
It was as if his originally incomplete and scattered soul had suddenly found a home at this moment. It was also as if his Nascent Soul, which had wandered the world for many years, had finally returned to its body.
He felt that his Nascent Soul and his body had an indescribable feeling of freedom, as if they had once again become one and had achieved perfection.
What made Han Li even more surprised and happy was that although the seventh level of the Spirit-refining Art had not reached perfection, it was not far from it.
Nangong Wan sensed the change in Han Li's mood and gently left his embrace.
"Husband, what's wrong?"
"It's nothing. I'm happy to see you recover just now." Han Li said softly and hugged Nangong Wan's delicate body again.
Nangong Wan subconsciously tightened her arms around Han Li's.
Neither of them spoke again, but this moment spoke louder than a thousand words.
They stood there hugging each other for a long time before letting go. They looked at each other and smiled, as if they had returned to the past.
"Husband, I actually doubted you just now and asked you to prove yourself in various ways …" Nangong Wan said apologetically.
"It's okay. You've always been cautious. It's only right."
Han Li smiled and waved his hand to put away the Bamboo Cloudswarm Sword and the Integrated Five Extremes Mountain. Then, he pulled Nangong Wan to sit on the bed next to him.
"What have you experienced in the years since you ascended to the Realm of True Immortals?
I've heard some things about you from Gan Jiuzhen and the Samsara Temple Master. Even though they're scattered, I can see that you're already a force to be reckoned with in the Immortal World. "Nangong Wan looked at Han Li and asked.
"I haven't done anything big. I've been chased by all kinds of people over the years and had to flee everywhere. I've been to some places and experienced some things, that's all." Han Li shook his head and said.
"You've been cautious for half your life. Do you still need to keep such a low profile when it comes to me?
Let me ask you, what's your ranking in the Realm of True Immortals? "Nangong Wan blinked and said with a hint of rebuke.
"The strongest person in the Realm of True Immortals today is Gu Wanjin, the Time Dao Ancestor. As for the second strongest, in my opinion, it's not the Dao Ancestor, but the Samsara Temple Master … As for me, I can barely be ranked in the top ten." Han Li pondered for a moment and said with a smile.
"Sure enough, you're still the Han Li who has shaken the Spirit Realm!
Hurry up and tell me everything you've experienced in the Realm of True Immortals. Don't hide anything.
In addition, I have a gift for you. "Nangong Wan's eyes lit up and she tossed a green jade pendant to Han Li with a smile.
The jade pendant was as clear as water, and a slender figure appeared on its surface.
Han Li caught the jade pendant and was slightly taken aback.
The figure was Violet Spirit, and the figure in the jade pendant that Violet Spirit had given him was Nangong Wan.
"Now that we've arrived in the Realm of True Immortals, there are some things that we can do. You don't have to worry about this.
Alright, you can tell me, "Nangong Wan said.
"Since you want to hear it, I'll tell you … When I ascended to the Realm of True Immortals, I ended up in the Northern Frost Celestial Realm …" With a wry smile, he slowly recounted his experiences after arriving in the Realm of True Immortals.
He only briefly mentioned some things that were difficult to mention, some things that were too shocking, and some things about Violet Spirit.
As for the Sky Bottle, Han Li did not hide anything from Nangong Wan. It had accompanied him for almost his entire life as an Immortal Cultivator, and it was also the treasure that he had relied on the most to ascend.
Nangong Wan's beautiful eyes flickered as she listened to Han Li's bizarre experiences. She covered her face from time to time and clenched her fists tightly.
As for those who had tried to harm Han Li, she frowned as if she had personally witnessed them. When she heard that Han Li had finally been able to hold his head high, she heaved a huge sigh of relief.
This situation was like a little wife listening to her husband's triumphant recount of the heroic deeds he had done on the battlefield in the mortal world.
In her eyes, there was only pride for her sweetheart's achievements, worry for her sweetheart's experiences, and joy for their reunion after a long separation.
Although Han Li had almost cut off all his worldly desires after stepping onto the path of Immortal Cultivation, his heart had always retained a trace of sincerity for this partner of his.
Only in front of this partner could he truly find his original self.