Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter One: The System!?

The Great Xuan Dynasty, Black Rock Mountains, Crimson Flame Sect.

Ding, ding, ding.

In the dark and cold mine, a pickaxe struck a protrusion in the mine shaft, and a piece of ore fell to the ground.

Han Yi picked up the raw 'fire crystal' and put it into the basket next to him.

Fire Crystal is a type of ore that can amplify the intensity of flames and increase the success rate of weapon forging.

"Phew, I had good luck today. I finished the mission ahead of schedule. Fire crystals are getting harder and harder to find on the outskirts of the mine now."

Han Yi wiped his sweat, picked up his basket, and walked along, thinking, "If this continues, I'm afraid I'll have to go deeper into the mine." Outside the mine, the sun was blazing. Han Yi walked on the rugged path, silently thinking, "System," and a panel appeared in his mind.

Name: Han Yi (16/60)

[Realm Level]: Early Stage of Skin Refining (25/100)

[Martial Arts]: Mountain-Crushing Fist Technique (Common Rank, Beginner Level 5/10)

[Elemental Power Value]: 0

Han Yi has been in this world for more than half a year.

On Earth, one moment he was gloating over getting the legendary Golden Demon Refining Pot through in-game purchases, and the next he lost consciousness. When he woke up, he found himself to be a refugee with the same name as himself, who had fled due to the fall of the city.

Thinking back to the life of wandering and hunger he endured half a year ago, Han Yi couldn't help but sigh.

Although Han Yi discovered the panel that appeared in his mind as soon as he arrived in this world, no matter how hard he tried, the information on the panel did not change at all. More than a month ago, a refugee crisis swept Han Yi to Anyan County, just as the Crimson Flame Sect was recruiting outer disciples.

Han Yi's predecessor was quite tall and knew a few characters, so he was noticed by the steward of the Crimson Flame Sect and became a so-called 'outer disciple,' which changed the course of events.

It's true that Han Yi and his group are outer disciples, but they are the mining disciples who have the worst treatment among the outer disciples!

Their task was the most tiring and dirty mining work. Although they were called disciples, they were no different from menial laborers. Even so, Han Yi and his group of refugees who were struggling to make ends meet fought tooth and nail for them.

After all, as long as you can complete the daily mining task, you can have food for a day. Most importantly, as a mining disciple, you can learn martial arts!

The Mountain-Crushing Fist Technique was a low-level martial art issued by the Crimson Flame Sect to its mining disciples for their own convenience.

The name "Crushing Mountain Fist" sounds imposing, but those in the know understand that this martial art is merely a body-strengthening technique, and its effects are simply to replenish qi and blood and enhance physical strength.

But after Han Yi mastered the Bengshan Fist Technique, he was pleasantly surprised to find that his stats had changed. Not only had his cultivation level reached the early stage of Skin Refining, but most importantly, his lifespan, which was originally 45 years, had now increased to 60 years, a full 15 years!

Raising one's cultivation level can increase lifespan. Cultivating martial arts can not only raise one's cultivation level, but also give one the ability to protect oneself in this era of frequent wars and demonic chaos. Han Yi couldn't help but have an idea: "I must survive and develop. I will eventually grow stronger!"

Just as Han Yi was lost in thought, a slightly muffled voice interrupted him.

"Brother Yi".

Han Yi turned his head and saw Wang Shan walking towards him with a sorrowful expression and a limp.

"What happened to your leg?" Han Yi asked in surprise. Wang Shan's leg was wrapped in several pieces of rags, with traces of blood seeping out.

The area around the mine had already been cleared by the Fire Alliance Sect; there were hardly any ferocious beasts, and even ordinary snakes and insects were rarely seen.

Moreover, Wang Shan was about the same age as him and had started mining in the same batch. He was experienced, so how could he have been injured suddenly?

"Don't even mention it," Wang Shanzhang sighed.

It turned out that the mine that Wang Shan entered today had already been dug up by other mining disciples. Helpless, Wang Shan went deep into the mine, but he accidentally fell into the pit and injured his legs.

“I’m lucky. Although I won’t finish my mission today, at most I’ll go hungry. I heard,” Wang Shan lowered his voice, “that some people in other mining camps have encountered demons deep in the mine and lost their lives! Brother Yi, if you ask me, you really shouldn’t go deep into the mine.”

Han Yi nodded silently.

There are three mining camps near the fire crystal mine, each responsible for a different area. Han Yi's camp is responsible for the south-facing mine.

The two chatted for a while before returning to the camp. The mining camp, though small, was fully equipped. In the center was the task registration area, where disciples usually submitted their tasks and collected their meal tickets.

To the right of the registration office are the training ground and the canteen, while on the other side are several rows of simple wooden huts, which are also where the disciples rest.

Han Yi and Wang Shan arrived at the registration desk and handed the baskets to the registered disciples.

"Wang Shan, 40 crystals, unqualified, meal tickets halved. Han Yi, qualified."

Upon hearing this, Wang Shan's already somber face became even more distressed.

After receiving their meal tickets, the two left the registration office in silence. Wang Shan gave Han Yi a slight bow and then walked towards the house.

Han Yi saw Wang Shan's limping figure and remained silent.

With fire crystals becoming increasingly scarce outside the mine and his leg injury, Wang Shan's future will likely be even more difficult. Moreover, if he fails to complete his mining task for three consecutive days, he will be expelled from the Crimson Flame Sect! He wanted to help Wang Shan, but he himself was in dire straits.

Han Yi had no intention of blaming the Crimson Flame Sect. After all, in this chaotic world, the Crimson Flame Sect was already more than kind by providing food to refugees and even teaching them martial arts.

Moreover, if I were to succeed in my cultivation and become a Bone Refining or Blood Refining stage martial artist, the current situation would naturally be resolved!

Thinking of this, Han Yi quickened his pace towards the training ground.

training ground

In the center of the arena stood several dilapidated wooden stakes, surrounded by several sets of stone pillars. Two or three disciples were practicing the Mountain-Crushing Palm Technique on the wooden stakes.

The Mountain-Crushing Fist, as the name suggests, can be mastered to the point of splitting mountains and shattering rocks. The first step in its training is to increase the toughness of the skin and flesh around the palms and arms by striking wooden stakes.

Bang, bang! Han Yi rubbed his swollen arms and let out a long sigh of relief. This time he was able to hit the wooden stake more than 1000 times, which was a quarter of an hour more than before, so he could be considered to have made some progress.

Name: Han Yi (16/60)

[Realm Level]: Early Stage of Skin Refining (30/100)

[Martial Arts]: Mountain-Crushing Fist Technique (Common Rank, Beginner Level 6/10)

[Elemental Power Value]: 0

The instructor who taught them the Bengshan Fist said that if you can strike a wooden stake 2000 times with all your might and your skin and flesh remain intact, it means you have achieved minor mastery of the Bengshan Fist. If you can break a wooden stake with a diameter of more than 10 inches with a single strike, it means you have achieved major mastery of the Bengshan Fist.

Now, even with all his might, Han Yi can only strike the wooden stake a little over 1000 times. Han Yi has tried to persevere a little longer, but the next day his arms would ache and feel weak, and he almost couldn't even complete the mining task.

"Why is Han Yi working so hard? Mining disciples should just focus on mining!" "He's not working hard, he's stupid. He's not even an inner disciple; even if he practices the Death Collapse Mountain Fist, he won't break through to the minor completion stage..."

The wind rustled, and faint whispers drifted into my ears.

Flowers come in a hundred forms, and people come in a thousand kinds.

Where there are many people, there will naturally be a world of its own!

In the mining camp where Han Yi was located, there were people who did nothing but mediocre things, as well as people like Han Yi who worked hard to cultivate, and of course, there were also people who 'laid down'!

Han Yi didn't look down on the "lying flat" approach. If given the chance, he wouldn't want to suffer through grueling cultivation either; he would also like to "ly flat." But the prerequisite was that he at least had the ability to protect himself in this chaotic world of martial arts!

Perhaps it was Han Yi's diligent cultivation that provoked the group, for a burly man suddenly stood up and blocked Han Yi's path.