Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 133 Live Goods

Sanzhongfang

This magnificent mansion has an outer courtyard, an inner hall, and a backyard, and even a special women's quarters to accommodate maids.

In the backyard, trees are planted along the wide road. Forsythia, magnolia, camphor and other trees are arranged neatly by famous masters. A stream is irrigated by a well and flows through the garden, creating endless beautiful scenery such as small bridges, flowing water, flower beds, rockeries, ponds and pavilions. Being in it is like being in a large garden in the mountains.

However, if a knowledgeable master were to observe, this place, with its mountains and water, would resemble a dragon soaring and a phoenix dancing, a dragon coiled and a tiger crouching, truly embracing the land with mountains and water, forming a straight dragon and human head formation. Those who live here are either wealthy or noble, and possess immense ambition. At this moment, on the stream in the backyard, the water glistens like a string of pearls, and every now and then, several golden dragonfish blow bubbles.

A middle-aged man with a pale face, no beard, and a slightly gloomy look in his eyes was lying on a recliner in the pavilion, scattering fish food.

"Sect Master, could you have one more...?"

Beside the middle-aged man, a beautiful maid with a curvaceous figure spoke in a sweet and cloying tone, as if she were about to lie on top of him, as she extended her slender fingers to bring fruit to his lips.

"I'm not the sect leader, I'm just a 'deputy' one!"

The middle-aged man said coldly.

The maid didn't dare to breathe loudly, pretending not to hear anything. If it weren't for the slight rise and fall of her chest, she would look no different from a rag doll.

She had no choice but to do this, because those maids who showed unusual behavior upon hearing these words all mysteriously disappeared the next day!

Just then, a disciple dressed in the inner sect's black robes hurriedly ran up the road leading to the pavilion. He was carrying a large bundle of what appeared to be books or similar items.

"Sect Master, the moment your letter of return was sent out, Steward Ding sent someone to deliver the list of matters that had been unresolved during this period..."

He held the documents up with both hands, bowed his head and closed his eyes, placing them in front of him.

At the very top was the list of disciples who had advanced in this sect competition.

Then, the beautiful maid propped herself up with her jade-like hands, took light steps, and stepped down from the pavilion. She breathed a sigh of relief, patted her snow-white chest almost imperceptibly, and took up the documents that were waiting to be reviewed.

"First place: Han Yi. Second place..."

"Han Yi, an outer disciple, performed meritorious service at the mining camp... and is hereby granted promotion to inner disciple for defeating Song Qing..."

This roster not only records the names of the disciples who have advanced, but also provides a general introduction to their backgrounds and achievements.

"Heh, this kid named Han Yi is quite interesting..."

.. "

The middle-aged man chuckled and said calmly, "Now that the sect competition is over, that matter should also be addressed..."

He addressed the disciple kneeling respectfully on one knee beneath the pavilion: “Notify all branches that a morning meeting will be held after the rest period. Everyone except the branch leaders and elders who are away on important business must attend!”

"Yes!"

The disciple, dressed in the inner sect's black robes, bowed respectfully and withdrew.

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In a windowless room in the Crimson Flame Sect's Li residence, several lit oil lamps flickered eerily, casting long, distorted shadows onto the wall, resembling terrifying ghosts from the underworld.

"It's time to deal with this kid!"

Inside the room, Li Chengfeng's voice was icy cold, his face ashen, like a monstrous demon with green faces and fangs, ready to devour anyone who might approach him.

"Yes!"

Behind him, a man in black responded.

Don't be careless!

"Although this little guy crawled out of a pit and his cultivation level isn't high, he has considerable combat power and a lot of tricks up his sleeve. Don't fall for his trap!"

"Hehe, Uncle Li, don't worry. I'm already at the late stage of Blood Refinement. I don't even care about the early stage of Blood Refinement!"

"Moreover, there are the things bestowed by that lord, which guarantee absolute safety!"

The man in black responded coldly.

"Hmph, it's best to use that thing sparingly. You should know the consequences of overuse..."

"Also, since you're so confident, you must be careful. I suspect that the death of the second-in-command, Tie Sha, at Black Wind Stronghold is related to this kid!"

"Iron Killer?"

"How can it be?

"With that lord's help, how could Tie Sha possibly die at the hands of a mere boy who hasn't even grown a beard yet!"

A hint of horror flashed in the man's eyes.

"idiot!"

"If only you had even a fraction of Li Feng's intelligence!"

Li Chengfeng cursed angrily, inwardly sighing. If Li Feng were here, he would surely understand his meaning and even devise a plan. Unfortunately, Li Feng was too upright and inflexible; getting him involved would require careful consideration…

"A few days ago, the sect leader, the vice sect leader, and several hall masters all secretly went out together..."

Although angry, Li Chengfeng patiently explained to the man that he had no one else to rely on and could only train others slowly. "Uncle Li, you...you mean that kid was bait thrown out by the sect leader and the others?"

"Besides that, there's no other explanation. Before Tie Sha went down the mountain, the Black Wind Stronghold asked me about that kid's whereabouts. After that, Tie Sha disappeared..."

"Therefore, you must be very careful when you handle it!"

"Also, try to preserve the blood and vital energy inside the corpse, and don't forget to leave it in the usual place!"

"Understood!" the man in black replied in a deep voice, then turned and left the room.

"Han Yi, Han Yi, since you're unwilling to be my dog, then you're worthless... It's a pity, I thought you could replace Xiong Li..."

Li Chengfeng sighed and shook his head. He already knew that Han Yi had chosen to go to the Internal Affairs Hall and that the black market was being guarded.

He could clearly sense that Han Yi, this little guy, wanted to get away from his sight and escape his control! So, he stopped holding back and prepared to get rid of Han Yi, which would also allow him to make use of him, killing two birds with one stone.

Then, Li Chengfeng went to a corner and twisted a porcelain bottle a few times.

With a soft "squeak".

The bookshelf flipped over, revealing a dark room.

In the very center of the dark room, there was a futon. The futon had many signs of use, and over the years, the surface had been worn white. When the oil lamp shone on it, the light spots projected by the lamp were not visible.

"Blood Refining Stage, Martial Artist, Abundant Blood and Qi, Corpse, Same old spot..."

"Blood Butcher, don't forget what you promised me!"

In the dim light, Li Chengfeng seemed to be having a secret conversation with someone.

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The sun rises in the east and sets in the west, and time flies by like a white horse galloping past a crack in the wall. In the blink of an eye, Han Yi has been guarding the black market for seven days. Tomorrow will be his day off.

"system!"

Having just finished his cultivation, Han Yi prepared to check his progress.

Name: Han Yi (16/120)

[Realm]: Early stage of Blood Refinement (32/100); Sword Realm: One kill in ten steps; Blade Realm: As heavy as a mountain

[Cultivation Techniques]: Yang Yuan Gong (Incomplete, Trait: Rejuvenation, Minor Success 8/50, Can be Upgraded); Jade Bone Gong (Mortal Rank, Trait: Strengthening Bones, Protection, Major Success, Cannot be Upgraded)

[Martial Arts]: Thunderclap Palm Technique (Yellow Rank, High Grade; Characteristics: Shattering Stones and Splitting Earth, Frenzied Strike; Minor Success (6/50); Upgradeable); Flying Swallow Kick (Yellow Rank, Low Grade; Characteristics: Gale; Minor Success (15/50); Upgradeable); Dual Blade and Sword Technique (Mysterious Rank, Low Grade; Characteristics: Concentration, Dual Wielding, Proficiency (7/30); Upgradeable)

[Elemental Power Value]: 56 As expected, once one reaches the Blood Refining stage, progress slows down considerably…

Han Yi rubbed his temples. Even though he had the pills supplied by Bai Sanren, the pills only played a supporting role, and he could only take them once every three to five days.

Cultivation is about cultivating the spirit and body of a martial artist. Ultimately, cultivation depends on the martial artist themselves.

Those who are family know their own situation. Han Yi's talent is not particularly outstanding. Although he is stronger than ordinary people, he is far inferior to those who are naturally gifted. Although diligence can make up for lack of talent, a large part of the reason why he was able to break through the Blood Refining stage at this age is due to the system's attribute points.

Therefore, Han Yi wanted to conserve some Yuan Power until he mastered the "Fire Yuan Technique," which naturally slowed down his cultivation progress.

Perhaps I should go to the Strange Affairs Room again when I have time off next week?

Han Yi kept rubbing his temples, his mind racing. A bullock cart creaked and groaned as it drove out from the depths of the black market alley.

There were some wooden cages about two meters high on the oxcart, all covered with black cloth.

The edges of the black cloth were stained with blood, looking like ink drops on pure white silk gauze.

moo~

The driver cracked his whip, and the old ox pulling the cart stopped with a "moo" at the gate.

"Master Han!"

Several outer disciples first bowed respectfully to Han Yi in the pavilion, then lifted the black cloth and looked around the cage, seemingly checking something.

After the black cloth was lifted, the women and children inside were revealed. Each of them had their heads covered with a black cloth, and their genders could only be distinguished by their body shape.

Han Yi frowned slightly. Clearly, these were the same live goods again. During his days guarding the black market, he had figured out the Crimson Flame Sect's main profit-making methods.

First, there's the entry fee for the black market, which is the fee that sellers of contraband or hot items who are eager to get rid of them, and buyers who want to try their luck and find a bargain. The items traded here vary in quality; there are genuine items as well as scams. It all depends on your personal judgment, but the things bought and sold are nothing more than weapons and martial arts techniques.

Secondly, there are the "live goods." These "goods" are delivered by matchmakers and brokers, and they are specially registered. The register records the general characteristics of the "goods." Three copies of the register are made: one for the matchmaker, one for the black market, and one for the sect. After the transaction is completed and verified by the disciples, the matchmaker can go to the Crimson Flame Sect to collect the silver.

The reason it's so complicated is that the profits from "live goods" are the main source of income for the Crimson Flame Sect!

It's important to know that selling "live goods" requires not only an entry fee but also an additional head fee. This head fee is paid after the transaction is completed, and it's exactly half the selling price!