Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 100 Sword Intent

Through the sound of the wind, Han Yi could vaguely hear what they were arguing about; it seemed they were fighting over a bowl of talisman water that had been spilled on the ground.

Han Yi stopped and looked into the distance. He saw the winner eagerly brushing himself off and licking the brownish-yellow talisman water that had spilled on the ground and mixed with mud and water.

A chill ran through him.

Grain God Cult, Talisman Water, Strange Diseases...

Although the group from the Valley God Cult consisted of ordinary people with an overall strength of '1-3', there was a vaguely unsettling aura about them…

Fortunately, Manager Wang said that this strange disease cannot be transmitted to martial artists...

But this is not something a mere Blood Refining stage martial artist like me can handle...

These kinds of things should be handled by the powerful and influential like the Wang family, Huang family, Qianye Sect, and Chiyan Sect...

Han Yi was in a state of utter confusion; he had absolutely no clue what to do about these matters.

After glancing at it from afar a few times, he turned and left. Standing there was too conspicuous, and he still had a lot of things to deal with; he didn't want to get into trouble.

"what!!!"

He hadn't walked a few steps when he suddenly heard a piercing scream.

"Dead people!!!"

Then came a loud roar, screams, and the sound of running.

Han Yi quickened his pace and headed towards Heyuefang. He still carried a talisman to remove yin energy in his arms, which he needed to use to remove the yin energy from Bai Sanren's body as soon as possible.

"Wow!" at the Bai family courtyard.

Han Yi's clear and resonant voice rang out, and the 'Yin-expelling talisman' in his hand suddenly shone with golden light. The entire talisman glittered with golden light, looking extremely mystical.

He held the 'Yin-expelling talisman' between his fingers and brought it close to Bai Sanren's back.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!

Before the 'Yin-expelling talisman' even touched the dark, stagnant area, it made a sizzling sound, just like raw meat covered in blood being put into a frying pan.

"Brother Yi, slow down... Won't this hurt Grandpa Bai...?"

Qianxue timidly reminded her from the side.

"It's alright. To cure a serious illness, strong medicine is needed. Young man Han, feel free to use your methods..."

Bai Sanren lay on the bed, gritting his teeth as he spoke. At this moment, the black palm print on his back, which was originally the size of a bowl, had grown to the size of a head, and as time went by, wisps of black energy began to emanate from it. Bai Sanren's complexion was also much paler than before.

Snapped!

Han Yi did not reply. He recalled how to use the 'Yin-expelling talisman' and quickly affixed the talisman to the center of his palm print.

"Hmm..."

Bai Sanren let out a soft cry of pain.

Tsk, tsk!

Like the lingering snow exposed to the midday sun in March, a large amount of black energy rose and disappeared from the palm print.

At the same time, the originally golden 'Yin-repelling talisman' also became dim. As the black energy was completely removed, the 'Yin-repelling talisman' no longer had its original miraculous power. The talisman paper became old and fragile, and was covered with cracks, as if it would break at the slightest touch.

As the black aura on Bai Sanren dissipated, the skin around the edge of the palm print gradually returned to a healthy bronze color, and his face regained some color.

"call…..."

Han Yi let out a long sigh of relief.

The activation of this 'Yin-dispelling talisman' is extremely special, requiring a long period of time to activate and invigorate the blood until the Yin energy is completely eliminated.

The process of removing the Yin energy from Bai Sanren's body consumed a lot of Han Yi's Qi and blood, and his heart began to beat rapidly.

It's a pity that this yin energy could be absorbed by the system...

Han Yi sighed inwardly. He had just tried it, but unfortunately, things didn't go as planned; the system couldn't absorb the yin energy.

Perhaps the system can only absorb the yin energy from yin objects and demons? He wondered to himself.

"Young Han, thanks to you this time..."

Bai Sanren slowly opened his eyes. He first comforted the anxious Qianxue, then turned to Han Yi and said.

"It's nothing, just a small favor. I've received a lot of help from you, Master Bai, on a regular basis."

Han Yi smiled slightly, his face calm and composed.

"Um…...."

Bai Sanren paused, as if he was thinking about something.

Immediately afterward, he said, "Young Han, have you grasped the essence of swordsmanship?"

"Sword stance?"

Han Yi was a little confused.

"Forehead…..."

"The so-called sword aura is not a move, but it surpasses moves. It is the aura that martial artists condense after their sword moves have been refined through countless trials and tribulations!"

Bai Sanren pondered for a moment before speaking.

“…..”

Seeing that Han Yi was still somewhat confused, Bai Sanren spoke again: "When playing Go, master players can often predict and plan the course of the game in advance. So over time, these master players' methods of playing Go are no longer bound by the records in the 'game manuals', but will innovate and come up with new ideas. A brilliant move can defeat the opponent and leave them in disarray!"

"As victories accumulate, a Go master will naturally develop a confident and powerful aura, and those who play against him will feel an irresistible urge because of this aura."

"So, simply put, sword stance is like the stance in Go, used to cultivate a certain sword technique to its highest level, allowing one's swordsmanship to reach a state of 'transcending the sword moves, but not being bound by any particular move'! Just now, when that hungry tiger pounced on me, you clearly had your eyes closed and couldn't observe your surroundings, yet you were able to anticipate the enemy's moves and strike the tiger faster than anyone else..."

"This level of skill must be the result of mastering sword techniques and initially forming sword intent!"

At this point, Bai Sanren's gaze towards Han Yi changed instantly, as if he had seen a rare and precious gem.

He believed that when Han Yi used the Xuan Tie Sword, his swordsmanship, which seemed to have eyes in the back of his head and could predict the future, was a manifestation of the entry-level swordsmanship!

Because if one's swordsmanship is perfected, one's aura will merge with the sword's aura, flowing continuously like water, exerting a strong mental pressure on the enemy, achieving the effect of subduing the enemy without fighting!

Even if Han Yi only had a basic grasp of sword intent, that was still amazing enough!

After his closest person left, Bai Sanren went to great lengths to find a successor in Anyan City to improve the Bai family sword technique. However, for more than ten years, no one had reached such a level at Han Yi's age. Even he himself had not reached such a level when he was the same age as Han Yi!

Therefore, he searched for dozens of so-called swordsmanship geniuses, but those so-called geniuses were at best slightly better than ordinary martial artists in terms of comprehension. They were far inferior to himself and could not be considered worthy of his attention.