Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 293 Dongyang Academy

"Um..." The boat captain hesitated for a moment, then said softly, "This isn't about the price, it's about something else... Brother Zheng... I'm afraid you really can't afford it..."

"Who dares to be so arrogant? Even in Pingzhou Prefecture, my word carries weight!"

Fatty Zheng's face twitched, then he flew into a rage.

"Does it work?" An elderly man in black, though frail, walked down from the cabin, clearly having overheard the captain's argument.

The old man had an extraordinary presence and was clearly no ordinary person.

"Old Wang!" Upon seeing the old man, the boatman rushed forward as if he had seen a savior. "Old Wang, you promised me you would resolve this matter."

The old man continued walking, looking at Zheng Xiangui: "I wonder if your words carry any weight at Dongyang Academy?"

“Dongyang Academy?” Fatty Zheng was taken aback.

The boatman added in a low voice, "Brother Zheng, Old Master Wang promised me that if I could take them there, he would send my son to study at Dongyang Academy... So... Brother Zheng, please forgive me, please forgive me!"

Reminded by those around him, Fatty Zheng finally remembered, his eyes showing apprehension: "You...are from Dongyang Academy?"

“Indeed.” The old man stroked his beard, a smile on his face. “My surname is Wang. I was leading the academy’s disciples on a study tour, and we had just arrived in Pingzhou when we discovered the great demonic disaster. We need to return to the academy immediately to report, so I had no choice but to resort to this measure. I hope you understand…”

At this time of year, there are far too many people fleeing, and very few suitable boats. He had to inquire through various channels to find such a suitable vessel. As he spoke, about ten people emerged one after another from the cabin behind him.

These people were also carrying large and small bags, looking travel-worn and somewhat tired.

But each of them had gleaming eyes, a strong physique, and bulging waists, making them clear as formidable fighters.

Seeing this, Han Yi quickly stepped forward and stood side by side with Fatty Zheng.

Those who work as bodyguards and thugs should be there to step in and support the team at times like this.

"Fatty Zheng, Dongyang Academy, what kind of power do you belong to?"

Han Yi asked in a low voice, "Whatever could make Fatty Zheng so wary must be some unknown force, but I've never even heard of it."

"Dongyang Academy... is a powerful force in Yunzhou Prefecture, a place that specializes in training strong individuals for the imperial court. It is said that many generals and captains in the Pingzhou Army are graduates of this academy..." Fatty Zheng answered in a low voice.

"Yunzhou?"

This was not the first time Han Yi had heard of this place name. Unlike Pingzhou, which was located in a remote and barren border region, Yunzhou was a large continent located in the Central Plains, close to the capital. It was extremely prosperous, with many powerful people and a strong martial spirit.

In terms of overall strength, Pingzhou Prefecture City would be considered an ordinary city in Yunzhou.

He had previously encountered two disciples of the Myriad Flowers Palace, two disciples randomly dispatched from the outer perimeter of the Myriad Flowers Palace, and both of them possessed the strength of a Martial Master. Therefore, the overall level of martial arts in Yunzhou can be seen from this.

No wonder the other side dared to fight over a boat with a local tyrant like Fatty Zheng. Since Dongyang Academy is a place that trains martial artists for the imperial court, its disciples must be spread all over the world.

Perhaps many high-ranking officials and generals in Pingzhou Prefecture, or even the head of the Demon Hunting Society, have some connection with him...

..

Having figured this out, Han Yi figured that given Fatty Zheng's character, he probably wouldn't try to tough it out...

After all, as he put it, a true man is one who can bend and stretch!

Sure enough, after pondering for a moment, Fatty Zheng forced a bright smile onto his chubby face: "Oh, it's Old Wang! I've heard so much about you! Seeing is believing, and you truly have quite the presence!"

Han Yi was speechless. You didn't even know the person before, but now that you've heard what they said, you're acting so obsequiously. Isn't that just contradicting yourself?

As expected, an unusual change instantly appeared on Old Wang's face. A flash of disdain crossed his eyes, but he smiled gently and said, "Manager Zheng, please take good care of me along the way?"

"Of course, of course!" Fatty Zheng laughed heartily, showing no trace of his earlier anger. His quick change of expression was astonishing. Old Wang's disdain deepened. Dongyang Academy emphasized self-cultivation, family harmony, governing the country, and bringing peace to the world. Its principle was to cultivate oneself when poor and to help others when successful. It placed great importance on various moral ethics such as propriety, wisdom, benevolence, righteousness, and filial piety, stressing that one must maintain good personal conduct while cultivating martial arts.

He was originally a talented and well-read scholar. If he hadn't been distracted by martial arts training, he probably would have passed the exam and become the top scholar long ago.

Therefore, the second most despised type of person he, a scholar, was merchant like Fatty Zheng, while the first most despised type of person was opportunistic, mercenary, and snobbish like Fatty Zheng.

He turned his head away from Fatty Zheng, turning his gaze to Han Yi: "May I ask who you are...?"

The intelligence report didn't mention that there would be a second martial arts master in Fatty Zheng's team.

"Before Elder Wang, I dare not address myself as Your Excellency. My name is Han Yi, and I am temporarily traveling with Brother Zheng as a guard for the caravan," Han Yi said calmly and respectfully. Upon hearing this, Elder Wang glanced at Han Yi and, seeing his unchanging expression and composed tone, felt a sense of goodwill towards him.

After all, people of his status and position would usually flatter him after they learned his true identity, so it's rare to see someone as calm and open-minded as him.

"You... have you suffered internal injuries that haven't healed yet?" He glanced at Han Yi and suddenly asked.

Han Yi was taken aback.

"Injuried?!"

"This isn't just any ordinary injury; it's at least a serious injury affecting the internal organs!" Old Wang carefully observed Han Yi. "His tongue is coated with a thick, wet coating, his brow is slightly dark, and the blood vessels in his neck are bulging—typical signs of meridian damage. This internal injury was caused by vigorous internal energy exertion after the initial injury, which didn't heal in time!"

Han Yi never expected that Elder Wang was so skilled in medicine, able to see through his injury at a glance. He didn't hide anything and nodded directly: "Elder Wang has a good eye. I did suffer some internal injuries a while ago. I still feel some heat in my meridians and some stagnation when I circulate my internal energy."

He recalled the previous situation, when in a moment of desperation he discovered that the Reverse Flying Dragon Technique and the Forward Yang Technique, when used simultaneously, would generate an explosive force, which would rapidly enhance the circulation of Qi and blood, and at the same time cause the body to expand, with a sharp enhancement in strength, speed, reaction and other aspects.

When fighting Li Chengfeng, because he killed Li Chengfeng in a very short time and quickly deactivated this form, the damage to his body was not significant.

However, when encountering the Yin Gu, maintaining this form for too long, coupled with the Yin Gu's resistance, resulted in numerous internal injuries, causing severe damage to the body.

Although the injury has not healed and it is impossible to conduct experiments to verify this form again, the situation is similar to what Elder Wang said, and this is indeed the reason.

"Well, I only have a rudimentary understanding of traditional Chinese medicine; you flatter me." Old Wang stroked his beard, a smile spreading across his face. The same kind of praise would sound grating and unpleasant coming from the mouth of a sycophantic, opportunistic person. But from a gentleman like Han Yi, it sounded sincere and earnest, bringing a sense of joy.

Little did he know that Han Yi had only just learned about Dongyang Academy, and he had no idea what status and symbol Dongyang Academy represented, so he couldn't feel any shock.

"Internal injury, especially one involving the internal organs, cannot be delayed; prolonged illness will lead to serious consequences!" Old Wang thought for a moment and then said, "Infuse Jiuhua grass into tea and drink it daily. At the same time, take Huayan San internally three times a day! After six months of treatment, it should be completely cured!"

"Thank you very much, Elder Wang!" Han Yi said with gratitude, bowing respectfully.

This time, he expressed his sincere gratitude. In this world, doctors who can treat injuries to ordinary people have a high status, let alone great doctors who are capable of treating martial artists.

His seemingly insignificant remark was incredibly valuable; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say it was worth a thousand pieces of gold. A single sentence could often save a life, thus saving Han Yi a great deal of effort.

After a period of pleasantries and casual conversation, Fatty Zheng directed his men, and one carriage after another was quickly pulled onto the boat.

Han Yi, through Zheng Pangzi's demon-hunting association, quickly inquired about purchasing channels.

Although the current situation is chaotic and the prices of medicinal herbs and medicines have risen considerably, under Han Yi's overwhelming financial offensive, large quantities of Jiuhua grass and Huayan powder were quickly delivered to his cabin.

Although the ship is very large, not everyone has their own private space. Only a few martial arts masters such as Fatty Zheng, Han Yi, and Old Wang, or people with special status, have private cabins.

"This Nine-Flower Grass does indeed have some use..."

Inside the cabin, Han Yi took a big gulp of water infused with Jiuhua grass and felt refreshed, as if a lot of impurities and toxins had been cleansed from his body.

As for the meridians, although they are still the same and have not recovered much, it is obvious that the burning sensation of the bleeding wound has been greatly reduced.

"System, panel."

He had a sudden thought and silently recited a phrase.

Name: Han Yi (17/200)

[Realm]: Mid-stage Meridian Opening Realm, Second-level Martial Master; Sword Realm: One Kill in Ten Steps; Blade Realm: As Heavy as a Mountain

[Martial Arts]: Qianyang Gong (Entry-level martial art, Qianyang Jin, characteristics: Rejuvenation, Evil-dispelling, Perfected Strength); Feilong Gong (Entry-level martial art, Youlong Jin, characteristics: Speed, Fire Poison, Ignition, Perfected Strength)

[Secret Technique]: Moon Concealment (Special Effect: Concealing Breath and Illusion)

[Elemental Power Value]: 202 "I have enough Elemental Power, but unfortunately, I don't have any martial arts techniques..."

A sense of helplessness rose in Han Yi's heart. He had lost count of how many times he had felt this way. The lack of guidance, resources, and an unknown future always hindered his speed of becoming stronger.

Even if one wants to use the system's deduction function, one must absorb a large amount of martial arts knowledge and classics in order to match it with one's own characteristics.

In other words, the system's martial arts deduction function is actually a database retrieval function, and Han Yi's own knowledge reserves are equivalent to a huge martial arts knowledge system.