Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 164 Huang An

In addition, there were five or six people sitting on benches inside the house, holding knives and on guard. They only sat down after Huang Ling entered the house.

Each of them carried large bags and looked travel-worn and tired.

Han Yi casually glanced over and saw that most of them were martial artists in the late stage of Bone Refining or the early stage of Blood Refining. Their strength was far inferior to his and Bai Sanren's, and only about the same as Qianxue's.

Even so, he was still a little surprised, not expecting that a mere caravan heading to the prefectural city could have such a strong personnel configuration.

"Friends, please have a seat. Father, you chat with them for a while, I'll go boil some water and prepare some food for dinner..."

"Also, Da Mao, go and bring over a few more benches..."

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Once inside the main house, Aunt Tao busied herself with directing the process, displaying the demeanor of a lady of the house.

The martial artists sitting on the bench were chatting, but their eyes kept drifting towards Tao Gu.

Then, Tao Gu smiled sweetly at everyone and said softly, "Everyone, my family is poor and we don't have much to eat. We can only make some flatbreads and other wheat-based foods. I hope you'll have to make do with this..."

"It's alright, it's alright, you should rest. I'll go chop wood for you..."

"Yes, Aunt Tao, I'll go with you and help you boil water!"

"Hey, Lao Liu, weren't you just complaining about being tired? Why are you suddenly so enthusiastic? You should rest, let me go help Aunt Tao cook..."

As soon as Tao Gu finished speaking, the men Huang Ling brought stood up one after another, wanting to help Tao Gu. Whether they meant well or had other ulterior motives, only they knew the truth.

"Oh dear, how could I trouble you gentlemen with such rough and dirty work? Although my husband died a few years ago, and I'm left to raise my child alone with my elderly father, I'm used to these kinds of jobs. Please rest here and have some water..."

Tao Gu spoke softly and gently. As she spoke, a layer of mist welled up in her beautiful peach blossom eyes, as if she had thought of something sad and unbearable. She turned her back and turned to leave.

"Stop arguing, let's go together!"

The martial artist surnamed Liu immediately stood up and helped his companion, who had been arguing, to his feet. Tao Gu's gentle and charming demeanor only aroused their protective instincts even more.

Han Yi chuckled inwardly. Martial artists have abundant qi and blood, high energy, and strong testosterone, so this phenomenon often occurs when they encounter beautiful women. Furthermore, as members of a merchant caravan, they are probably constantly on the move, rarely seeing even a female ghost in the wilderness, let alone a woman.

These martial artists, having been deprived of their venting for so long, would find even a sow attractive, let alone a gentle and docile young woman like Tao Gu.

Moreover, this Tao Gu speaks in a sweet, delicate voice, and although her appearance is slightly inferior to Qian Xue's, her mature beauty and pitiful charm are unmatched by Qian Xue. Even Han Yi, who has been influenced by Qian Xue's appearance for many years, finds it hard to resist, let alone these martial artists who have been fond of mature women for months and haven't seen a woman!

"Hmph, all of you sit down for me!"

Finally, Huang An, unable to bear it any longer, snorted coldly with a dark face.

“You lot, traveling abroad, are doing such disgraceful things! Have you forgotten what you promised before you left?” Huang An said sternly. “Hehe…”

The martial artists exchanged glances, smiled awkwardly, and sat back down on the bench.

"Aunt Tao, no need to trouble yourself. Just boil some hot water for us. We have brought our own dry food, so we can make do with what we have."

Huang An turned around and gave Tao Gu an apologetic smile.

"How can that be? Everyone who comes here is a friend. Please don't stand on ceremony, just make yourselves at home."

Before Tao Gu could reply, Tao Wu jumped out and insisted.

"this….."

Seeing Tao Wu's firm stance, Huang An felt embarrassed to refuse again, so he took out some money from his pocket and paid the village for their meal.

After some initial refusals, Tao Wu accepted the silver with a broad smile.

Then, Tao Gu turned and went to the kitchen.

"Han boy, you and Qianxue sit here for a while, I'm going to check on the kitchen..."

As expected of a mature and prudent person, Bai Sanren whispered a few words in Han Yi's ear.

When traveling, it's best to be cautious.

"Old Liu, Little Li, replace those guys who are guarding the goods. Oh, and don't forget to call Zi'an over for dinner!"

Seeing that Bai Sanren was heading to the kitchen, Huang An immediately set off and went with him. After he got up, he gave instructions to his men.

"Oh... I see, Yellow Head..." Old Liu replied reluctantly, drawing out the words.

At this moment, inside the main house, on either side of the stove, sat two distinct groups of people.

After Huang An's reprimand, his warriors straightened up, sat up straight, and became alert.

Han Yi didn't want to approach her, so he quietly chatted with Qianxue. *Creak*.

The main door was pushed open again, and a sharp, cold wind rushed in, making people instinctively shrink their necks.

A young man dressed in fine clothes, holding a white paper fan, with his hair tied up in a white towel, and adorned with gold and jade pendants on the end of the fan and the hem of his clothes, walked in. Behind him were two martial artists, who seemed to be the men Old Wang had relieved from guard duty.

"Ah, is dinner ready? I haven't had enough sleep yet..."

The young man yawned and said casually.

"Young Master Huang, please wait a moment. I heard from Old Wang that Head Huang has already made the arrangements," a martial artist behind him quickly stepped forward and said obsequiously.

"It's so boring! All we do every day is travel, there's no fun at all. My dad says that traveling with a caravan is good for you, but I think the only good thing is to train your ability to eat cold bread and drink cold water every day! At least today we can finally have a hot meal!"

Ignoring the increasingly unpleasant expressions on the faces of the two martial artists behind him, this young master Huang began to complain repeatedly.

"Damn it! We brothers have gone to so much trouble to keep you safe, and you're here nitpicking and swearing! Do you think you're on a vacation?"

Both warriors cursed inwardly. They knew the journey was long, arduous, and fraught with danger. If it weren't for the fact that this route mostly followed official roads and had been used to transport goods many times before, they didn't know how many more brothers would have perished.

But this young master is here complaining and blaming everything!

Of course, although they thought this in their hearts, they didn't show any abnormality on their faces. There was nothing they could do; after all, the other person had a good father!