Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 122 Master Huang

"401, this is your number among the inner disciples of the Crimson Flame Sect, and it is also your initial ranking."

In our Crimson Flame Sect, martial arts are highly valued, and disciples are encouraged to compete against each other in order to cultivate strong individuals.

However, such a contest must be agreed upon in advance and witnessed by a deacon, rather than involving any underhanded tactics in private.

Winning in the arena allows you to advance in the rankings. Fighting among fellow disciples in private is forbidden by the sect, and violators will be expelled from the sect!

The higher the ranking, the more attention one receives and the more resources one gets.

"If we include your batch of new disciples, the ranking should be around 450th." Pan Sheng talked on and on for most of the day before finally stopping.

Han Yi nodded from time to time, indicating that he was listening attentively.

'Four hundred? I never imagined that such a large sect like the Crimson Flame Sect would only have four hundred true inner disciples… and this sect competition actually recruited over fifty…'

'But thinking about it, it makes sense. Even with over four hundred people, the resources they consume each month are astronomical. Take Crimson Blood Tiger meat for example; each person gets two jin per month, so over four hundred people would consume over a thousand jin… I really don't know how the higher-ups in the sect manage to obtain so many resources!'

After listening to Pan Sheng's words, Han Yi pondered for a while, but unexpectedly, he was stunned by the vast resources of the Chi Yan Clan!

After thinking for a moment, Han Yi stopped worrying about it, as long as his share wasn't reduced.

"By the way, Senior Brother Pan, what's your current ranking?"

Then, half-jokingly, he asked, "Get lost...you little brat..."

Pan Sheng blushed and, unusually, uttered a curse.

"Mr. Pan, I remember your last ranking, wasn't it 399?"

Li Feng smiled slightly and exposed Pan Sheng's true colors.

"Huh? What? I just didn't use my full strength in that competition. Besides, I strained my back that day, and my hand slipped and I made a mistake..."

Pan hurriedly tried to defend himself.

Li Feng and Han Yi exchanged a glance, then burst into laughter, filling the air with a joyful atmosphere.

"Han Yi, congratulations..."

At this moment, Li Tie, Wang Shan, and others, with complicated expressions, came over and offered their congratulations.

After this battle, Han Yi will probably soar to great heights!

But because of his subconscious action just now, his relationship with Han Yi could no longer be restored to what it was before. Han Yi responded with a smile, saying that he understood the situation at the time and that he didn't blame Li Tie.

"By the way, our Crimson Flame Sect is divided into the External Affairs Hall and the Internal Affairs Hall. The External Affairs Hall is mainly responsible for external affairs..."

Han Yi casually mentioned some things about the Crimson Flame Sect. The atmosphere was strange when Elder Li announced the results, and after he finished, Elder Li didn't linger. He didn't introduce the sect rules or some basic common sense before leaving in a hurry.

This left Li Tie and his newly recruited disciples somewhat confused.

"By the way, Han Yi, are you going to the Foreign Affairs Hall?"

Li Tie asked curiously, noticing that Han Yi and Li Feng had a very good relationship and Han Yi had also gained Elder Li's appreciation, making him the most suitable candidate for the External Affairs Hall.

Han Yi wanted to escape Elder Li's gaze, so he naturally wouldn't go to the External Affairs Hall. He decided to follow Bai Sanren's path.

"Me? Maybe..."

Han Yi mumbled a few words, then recounted some interesting anecdotes from An'yan City, chatting casually with Li Tie, Wang Shan, and others…

Before we knew it, the sun was high in the sky, and it was noon.

So Han Yi, Pan Sheng, Li Feng, Li Tie, and others went to the dining hall for a meal, and then everyone had their own things to do, so they parted ways.

"This should be it..."

Following the address given by Bai Sanren, Han Yi arrived at a quiet street in Shanzhongfang.

The courtyard here has green tiles and white walls, with several drainage outlets along the lower edge of the walls. There are two vermilion gates at the entrance, with a pair of gilded animal-face tin rings hanging on the gates, which looks very imposing.

Peeking through the crack in the door, you can see a large courtyard with several exquisite houses in the distance, and some tinkling wind chimes hanging from the roof.

This courtyard, though not as vast and magnificent as the Li mansion, was still considered one of the finest residences in Shanzhongfang. *Knock, knock, knock*

Han Yi waited for a long time, but didn't hear any movement from the courtyard.

'The place I came from should be fine, right? Bai Sanren wouldn't be that unreliable, would he...?'

He muttered a few words to himself.

Squeak!

As Han Yi was thinking, a soft sound came from the hinges of the door, and the vermilion door opened a crack.

"Who is it?"

A pretty, elegantly dressed girl dressed as a maid walked out, yawning.

Han Yi looked closely and saw that his overall strength was '1~2', meaning he was just an ordinary person.

He handed over two boxes of high-end pastries he had bought from Wufangzhai and said with a smile, "My name is Han Yi. I'm here to see Master Huang. Please inform him."

Huang Ze, also known as Old Master Huang, was Bai Sanren's close friend in his youth and is currently a sinecure elder in the Internal Affairs Hall.

According to Bai Sanren, this man was all alone, had no children, was generous and forthright, loved drinking, and was extremely gluttonous, with a sweet tooth.

Therefore, Han Yi made a special trip to the best pastry shop in Anyan City and spent ten taels of silver to buy two boxes of the highest grade 'Phoenix Tail Pastry'.

The maid glanced at Han Yi, stepped forward to take the pastries, and said politely, "It's really unfortunate, Master Huang just went out to visit a friend today and hasn't returned yet."

"I wonder when Old Master Huang will..."

Han Yi felt helpless and tentatively asked.

"That's hard to say. If Master Huang gets too drunk outside, sometimes he won't come home for days..."

"..." Han Yi didn't reply for a moment. He couldn't just keep waiting for something so uncertain.

boom!

Seeing that Han Yi hadn't spoken for a long time, the maid closed the door again.

Perhaps she had seen many martial artists like Han Yi who were eager to curry favor. After all, although Huang Ze was just a sinecure elder, he was still a martial artist in the Meridian Opening stage, and there were many people who wanted to get in through his connections!

Seeing this, Han Yi smiled. He didn't need to get angry with a little maid, so he turned to leave.

Squeak!

Just then, the vermilion gate opened again, and the maid peeked out. Perhaps realizing her earlier actions had been somewhat impolite, she wore an embarrassed smile and said, "Your name is Han Yi, right? I will inform Master as soon as he returns..."

Seeing that Han Yi seemed about to ask something, she quickly spoke up again: "Don't worry, you're so handsome, I won't forget you!"