Qin Yan couldn't help but be moved when he saw the usually steady Hua elder so eager. Although he sensed Han Li's disdain for the immortal master, the fact remained that the immortal was willing to take disciples!
As for the immortal master's cultivation level, he didn't care at the moment.
He had considered having his descendants become Han Li's disciples, but after interacting with Han Li, he knew that Han Li had no intention of taking disciples, so it was futile to force the issue.
In the past, Qin Yan's ancestors had mentioned that when the Qin family first became wealthy, a certain Immortal Li Hua had visited them to see if any of their children had immortal fate. Unfortunately, none did, so Immortal Li Hua left disappointed.
Since then, Immortal Li Hua never mentioned accepting disciples from the Qin family again. According to him, the connection between the Qin family and him ended with one generation; the descendants of the Qin family had no fate with him.
Now, with another opportunity for cultivation in front of him, Qin Yan naturally wanted to give it a try.
With this in mind, Qin Yan made up his mind and called a few juniors to follow him.
Han Li watched this scene coldly, saying nothing.
Since he had already warned Qin Yan, and Qin Yan still insisted on paying respects to the immortal master, Han Li naturally wouldn't interfere.
Speaking of which, Han Li hadn't even paid attention to whether these young masters and misses of the Qin family had spiritual roots. But among ordinary people in the secular world, those with spiritual roots were extremely rare!
As Han Li was thinking, he suddenly noticed a few Qin family juniors who had approached the immortal master casting mocking glances at him, with smug expressions on their faces, apparently laughing at him.
Seeing this, Han Li was slightly surprised, then couldn't help but smile inwardly.
Obviously, these few juniors thought that Qin Yan hadn't invited Han Li to try their luck with the immortal fate because Qin's old master still favored them deep down, hence their smug expressions.
Han Li shook his head inwardly and decided to ignore them, instead glancing around the hall.
At this point, few people remained seated, with only about six or seven left. Most of them were lonely figures who hadn't brought their nephews and nieces and now looked regretful.
The only ones who caught Han Li's attention were an old and young duo sitting in a corner of the hall.
The old man was in his sixties, dressed in a blue robe, with gray hair, calmly sipping tea as if he didn't care about the immortal fate in front of him. The young one was a handsome youth, occasionally showing a disdainful look towards the direction of Immortal Wu.
Although these two seemed very relaxed sitting there, Han Li couldn't help but smile when he saw them.
These two were actually cultivators, and their cultivation seemed quite decent. The old man appeared to be at the ninth level of Qi Refinement, while the youth seemed to be at the fifth level, not inferior to Immortal Wu.
What surprised Han Li a bit was that these two seemed to have mastered a method to conceal their spiritual energy, making it almost undetectable. If Han Li's cultivation wasn't much higher than theirs, he might not have easily discerned their identities as cultivators.
As for Immortal Wu, he naturally didn't have the ability to notice these anomalies.
This ability to conceal spiritual energy from cultivators of the same level immediately piqued Han Li's interest.
