Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 136 Strength

Disciples of the Dark Affairs Hall enjoy the best of everything in terms of food, clothing, and daily necessities. They have no worries about cultivation pills and can choose any martial arts techniques they want. It can be said that countless inner disciples would fight tooth and nail to join the Dark Affairs Hall.

Unfortunately, the Dark Affairs Hall does not select disciples simply by registering. Only those who are favored by the sect leader are qualified to join!

Now, with just one sentence from Qu Jingxian, Han Yi and his ten men could join the Dark Affairs Hall. How could this not excite them!

'Those who perform exceptionally well in the sect's minor competition receive extra treatment from the sect... It seems that this extra treatment involves joining the Dark Affairs Hall, which must be the hidden secret behind the sect's minor competition...'

Han Yi's thoughts raced, his mind churning. 'Joining the Dark Affairs Hall, setting aside the extra benefits, just the prospect of deepening his relationship with the Sect Master is tempting enough. No wonder Song Qing fought so desperately for first place… After all, only first place can attract the Sect Master's special attention…'

Unlike Song Qing and the other nine, whose faces were filled with barely concealed joy, Han Yi remained calm and composed.

He felt no happiness at all.

After all, he just wanted to coast along in the black market!

Even a fool could tell that the Dark Affairs Hall's treatment of its members—with good food and drink and abundant cultivation resources—was not something people would do for free!

As the saying goes, it takes a thousand days to raise an army, but it takes only a moment to deploy it.

Either something major happens one day and the Dark Affairs Hall has to step up, or they have to risk their lives for the sect...

There's no such thing as a free lunch!

If I were to go to the Dark Affairs Hall, disrupting my cultivation plan would be secondary; the main concern would be that I might encounter inexplicable events...

Moreover, Han Yi didn't care at all about the so-called benefits, elixirs, and cultivation techniques offered by the Dark Affairs Hall.

Why seek out a narrow, winding path when you're already on duty in the black market, following the proper procedures and ensuring stability and safety?

But how can I refuse this job...?

"Han Yi, you are the top performer in this competition. After joining the Dark Affairs Hall, you can become a captain and lead a team..."

At this moment, Qu Jingxian pointed at Han Yi and said bluntly, seemingly without considering the possibility that Han Yi and the others might refuse to join the Dark Affairs Hall.

As soon as Qu Jingxian finished speaking, Song Qing clenched her teeth, her breathing became rapid, and her expression became distorted.

'I shouldn't have started the fight back then... No, it's all Han Yi's fault; he provoked me first!'

Song Qing's eyes were filled with hatred and jealousy, as if she wanted to devour Han Yi alive. She had worked hard for half a day in the small competition, but she never expected that she would be doing all the work for someone else!

If it weren't for the presence of sect members and elders on the field at this moment, Song Qing would probably have already jumped out and angrily berated Han Yi.

"Sect Master, may I rest for a few days and then consider it?"

Han Yi clasped his hands in a respectful gesture and said humbly.

The polite refusal in those words was obvious to everyone.

"puff…..."

Song Qing groaned. The position he had always dreamed of was being discarded by others like a worn-out shoe. He finally couldn't hold back any longer, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Han Yi glanced at Song Qing with a slightly tilted head, giving her a strange look.

I know you're in a hurry, but don't rush.

"oh…...

"Han Yi, you need to know how rare this opportunity is. So many people have searched high and low for it, wanting to join the Dark Affairs Hall..."

Qu Jingxian spoke calmly, yet his tone was full of authority. In the Crimson Flame Sect, apart from that person, no one dared to disobey his will.

"Do you think that just because I'm a deputy sect leader, my words have no effect?"

He stood up from his chair, put his hands behind his back, and turned away from everyone. No one could see his expression, but his words were like the north wind in winter, sending chills down everyone's spine.

"metropolitan…..."

Han Yi suddenly nodded and coughed softly. He stretched out his wide sleeve and pulled out a package the size of a fingernail.

This is pig's blood that he had wrapped in sausage casings in advance.

Han Yi opened his mouth, and the bag of pig's blood entered his mouth.

"Cough...cough!"

Then, he bit open the bag and coughed violently, spitting out a mouthful of blood from his palm.

Bloodstains dripped from his palm onto the bluestone floor of the hall, like plum blossoms blooming amidst heavy snow in the dead of winter—a shocking and tragic sight!

The hall was filled with flickering lights, and everyone's attention was focused on Qu Jingxian, who had his back to them. In addition, Han Yi's movements were incredibly swift, and no one noticed his little trick.

First, Song Qing looked up in shock. Then, everyone noticed the bloodstains and stared blankly at the pool of blood in front of Han Yi. The hall fell silent, with only Han Yi's coughing sounds remaining.

Immediately, Qu Jingxian also noticed something was wrong and quickly turned around. After seeing the pool of blood, he looked at Han Yi in surprise.

A moment of silence fell over the air.

Han Yi coughed for a long time, then gasped for breath.

He was out of breath, as if he were critically ill and about to die.

"Han Yi, what's wrong with you?"

Huang Ze spoke first, asking the question instinctively.

After a long while, the coughing finally stopped, and Han Yi said weakly, "My old injury has flared up again. It's a lingering problem from when I was in the outer sect..."

"this…..."

Song Qing was so angry that his lips trembled. Just a few days ago on the stage, Han Yi was full of energy and showed no signs of injury. Could it be that he was defeated by someone who was sick?

He immediately became unsettled and began to question the meaning of life.

"Sect Master Qu, Han Yi, when he was in the outer sect, I heard from many outer sect disciples that he was quite quick-witted and had considerable strength, but I have never heard of him being injured. Perhaps the rumors are wrong. Why don't I examine his injuries myself!"

A fierce glint appeared in Li Chengfeng's eyes as he began to embellish the story. Since he had already decided to eliminate Han Yi, there was no need to pretend to be merciful anymore. Although he didn't know why Han Yi had given up the promising future of the Dark Affairs Hall, he could take the opportunity to cripple him with the "Fiery Force"!

As soon as Li Chengfeng finished speaking, everyone in the hall was shocked.

'Isn't Han Yi from Elder Li's faction? How come they're fighting amongst themselves?'

This was the true thought in the hearts of many people. If it weren't for Qu Jingxian's imposing presence on stage, the people in the hall would probably have already started whispering among themselves.

When Han Yi heard this, a cold glint flashed in his eyes. He knew that his act of breaking free from Li Chengfeng's control would inevitably lead to retaliation, but he did not expect the retaliation to come so quickly. Li Chengfeng actually broke off relations with him in front of the sect leader and many elders.

Qu Jingxian watched the farce unfolding below the stage with a peculiar expression, a half-smile playing on his lips. Perhaps, for him, this was just a light appetizer to lighten the mood.

'What should I do...' Han Yi's mind raced. He knew he couldn't let Li Chengfeng succeed. He knew that even if he wasn't sick, if Li Chengfeng examined his injuries, he might really develop a chronic illness!

"Sect Leader Qu, someone asked me to deliver a letter to you..."

At this moment, Han Yi suddenly stepped out of the line, slowly pulled an envelope from his pocket, and held it up with both hands.

"Oh, hand it over."

Qu Jingxian was taken aback at first, then said nonchalantly, lying back in his chair with his legs spread wide, seemingly unaware that Han Yi might have set a trap.

But it makes sense, given Qu Jingxian's strength; there are few people in An'yan City who could harm him.

"My brother respectfully says:

Seeing this letter is like seeing you in person. More than ten years have passed since we parted, time seems to fly by, yet it feels so long…

Qu Jingxian casually opened the envelope after receiving it, but when he saw the first sentence, his expression turned serious, and he immediately straightened up and read on carefully.

"Han Yi is a grateful and upright young man. I have high hopes for him. If there is an opportunity, I hope Junior Brother Qu will give him more experience. Take care, take care, take care!"

The letter stretched for several pages, the handwriting flowing and elegant, yet not messy.

It's clear that the person who wrote this letter must have been quite excited at the time.

"Oh, Senior Brother Bai..."

Qu Jingxian sighed almost imperceptibly; if Han Yi hadn't been so close to him, it would have been extremely difficult to hear the sigh.

After sighing, Qu Jingxian raised his head, his gloomy expression vanishing, and looked at Han Yi with a bright smile.

Then, he stood up and gently pinched Han Yi's right arm.

Han Yi suddenly felt as if silver needles were piercing the tendons in his body, and his entire right side went numb.

'Is this what power is?!'

Han Yi was startled. Although he felt that Qu Jingxian's actions were not malicious, and he did not resist, Qu Jingxian's speed was not fast, but there was an invisible aura suppressing his body.

'It seems I truly underestimated the strength of a Meridian Opening Martial Master…'

His current unarmed combat stats are '75~99', but if he picks up the Xuan Tie Sword, they can break 100 and reach '90~120'!

When observing the values ​​of Huang Ze and the other elders, Huang Ze had the lowest value, which was '101~120'. Previously, he had naively thought that he could barely hold his own against them by relying on his numerical advantage.

However, nowadays, there is a world of difference between martial artists who have not yet entered the Meridian Opening stage and those who have not. The power of martial artists is far too suppressive for ordinary martial artists!

In other words, even a fully armed Han Yi, facing Huang Ze, the weakest among those with the most powerful meridians, wouldn't dare guarantee he could contend with him under the suppression of his internal energy.

Han Yi secretly rejoiced, thankful that he hadn't been stubborn and relied on his overall strength exceeding 100 to choose a direct confrontation with Li Chengfeng, but instead had hidden himself away...

At this moment, Qu Jing first removed his hand from Han Yi's right arm, then pinched his left arm, then his shoulder, and finally his ribs and spine.

Then, he looked Han Yi up and down, a strange smile appearing on his lips. He turned around and spoke loudly to Li Chengfeng and the others below the stage.