Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 295 On the Road

"A solution?" Han Yi's heart stirred slightly, and his voice rose: "Anyan City is my hometown. This demonic calamity has occurred for no reason, and a large number of innocent people have been affected. Is there any solution?"

The long-haired woman remained silent, head bowed.

Every student at Dongyang Academy aims to benefit all under heaven. The demonic calamity is a topic they prioritize researching, but unfortunately, decades have passed with no progress…

Han Yi continued, "Miss Xunzhen, since there's no solution, evacuation is the only way. Pointless death is meaningless. If given more options, no one would want to leave their home and head towards the unknown. Therefore, this isn't running away, but the right course of action." If one day I can resolve the black mist, then I will return!

He added a sentence in his mind.

“You’re right, this doesn’t count as running away.” The long-haired woman said again in a low voice, “I’m sorry, it was my oversight.”

Her voice was a little hoarse, as if she were somewhat tired.

"It's nothing, just a normal discussion," Han Yi said calmly, turning to leave.

The long-haired woman watched his departing figure, a glint of light in her eyes.

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The Black Crocodile, first deck lobby.

The hall was brightly lit. Zheng, a huge man with a body more than two meters tall and layers of fat on his body, like a mountain of flesh, had one arm around his concubine's soft waist and the other hand grabbing a huge chunk of meat, stuffing food into his mouth.

"Come on, Mr. Wang, let me toast you!" Fatty Zheng quickly ate the bulging chunks of meat into his stomach, stood up, grabbed the wine glass with his greasy hand, and swayed as he walked toward Mr. Wang, who was sitting in the seat of honor.

"Alright, a gentleman drinks with sincerity and restraint. Three cups are enough." Old Wang sat upright in the seat of honor, his brows furrowed. He also disliked this kind of unrestrained banquet, but he had no choice. He had temporarily seized someone else's boat, so he had to attend out of both courtesy and reason.

"Drink!" Fatty Zheng downed the drink in one gulp, leaving a trail of greasy saliva on his glass.

He clapped his hands and laughed, "Isn't it depressing to have wine but no songs?"

Suddenly, a series of veiled women poured into the hall, and music began to play softly from a corner of the hall.

Although these women wore veils, their pretty faces and delicate features were still visible. They wore only a thin, pale green, semi-transparent veil, and as they danced, glimpses of their cleavage were inadvertently revealed, stirring the blood and making one's blood boil.

Inside the hall, many of the guards who were dining with Old Master Wang were in a stir.

"Old Wang, is there anything you like?" Fatty Zheng leaned closer to Old Wang and chuckled. "If Old Wang takes a fancy to any of them, feel free to choose."

He had just secretly inquired and found out that this Old Wang was the chief instructor of Dongyang Academy.

Of course, it wouldn't matter if he were just the chief instructor. The most important thing is that this Old Wang seems to be the teacher of the president of the Pingzhou Prefecture Demon Hunting Association!

This is the most important point.

If he could please the president's teacher at this crucial moment, wouldn't his future be like having a powerful patron, with promotion and salary increases just around the corner? Thinking of this, he couldn't help but secretly admire his own wisdom and chivalry.

If he hadn't been so reluctant to part with the concubine he had bought at a high price, how could he have put on such a lavish banquet?

His concubines were either top courtesans in brothels or leading ladies in pleasure boats; they were all exceptionally beautiful, and in terms of talent, they were proficient in playing musical instruments, calligraphy, painting, and singing.

As the saying goes, the three most important bonds between men are: studying together, serving in the army together, and visiting brothels together. It's impossible for Fatty Zheng and Old Wang to achieve the first two.

If Old Master Wang can take a liking to his concubine, then the last task will be accomplished.

Of course, as for being cuckolded, Fatty Zheng didn't feel anything.

Anyway, she's not his legal wife.

Besides, wasn't the purpose of spending money to buy these concubines precisely for times like this? "Let them all leave. A gentleman is attracted to beauty but not to lewdness; his feelings are expressed but restrained by propriety." Old Wang's tone was impatient. He was a virtuous scholar and disliked participating in such lewd scenes the most.

but…...

He shook his head: "Fatty Zheng, I know exactly what you're up to. Although we were impolite in using the merchant ship you had reserved in advance, we will definitely repay you in the future."

"Good, that's good!" Fatty Zheng was overjoyed and waved his hand to dismiss his concubines from the audience. This was exactly what he had been waiting for!

"I wonder if Elder Wang could reveal something..." He wanted to ask something else.

boom! ! !

Suddenly, the entire merchant ship shuddered violently, and a violent shaking spread from the bottom of the ship to the deck and then to the hall. The Black Crocodile tilted slightly to the right, as if it had hit a reef on the riverbed.

The tilting of the ship caused the hall doors to fly open suddenly, and a cold night wind swept in through the open doors, instantly waking all the drunken people.

"what happened?!"

One of the guards realized something was wrong, quickly stood up, touched his waist knife, and became fully alert.

Bang!

Fatty Zheng slammed his wine glass on the table, unleashing the aura of a Grandmaster Martial Artist, and roared, "Everyone, gather here!"

Old Wang was also directing his men to deal with any potential enemy situations according to their usual training.

At the same time, Han Yi, who was resting and healing alone in his room, was also awakened by this shock.

He knew something was wrong, so he quickly got up and looked out the window.

From the hidden spot on the merchant ship, beneath the dim river surface, a group of men in black suddenly appeared, moving with incredible speed. Before the sailors on guard on deck could react, the men in black had already boarded the Black Crocodile. Their movements were swift and silent, like water seeping into a crack in the ground.

"ah…..."

In an instant, the group of sailors who had rushed up from the bottom of the deck in a panic were all slaughtered.

Large swathes of blood flowed down the deck, and the bloodied head stared wide-eyed, dying with its eyes wide open.

"stop!"

Just then, Fatty Zheng and Old Wang happened to lead their group out and witnessed this scene.

"Who are you people?!" Fatty Zheng was both shocked and angry. His small eyes, which were usually wide open, were surprisingly wide open on his fat face covered with layers of fat.

He couldn't understand it. He was just a shopkeeper in the Demon Hunting Guild responsible for selling demon meat. In any case, there was no way he could have offended such an enemy.

A figure suddenly appeared like a ghost. He was dressed in purple, completely different from the black-clad men around him. He had delicate features, neither male nor female, with a vermilion dot between his eyebrows.

If it weren't for the fact that his Adam's apple could be faintly seen moving back and forth when he spoke, most people would probably mistake him for a woman.

"Wang Yunkai...do you think we can't find you just because you've come aboard the boat?" His voice, like his appearance, was pleasant to the ear, like jade tinkling in a clear spring, but the murderous intent in his words sent chills down one's spine. "Wang Yunkai, we don't know how much we've paid to find you. Get out of the way, or we'll feed your entrails to the fish!"

"Azure Water Asura?!" Old Wang was also startled. He sighed, "I didn't expect them to send you out too..."

But he quickly regained his composure: "You don't think you're the only one who can say such big things, do you?"

"Of course not possible."

Another deep male voice rang out from behind Biyue Xiuluo. A figure flew over from a distance. At first, he was still far away. He lightly touched the surface of the river, and in the blink of an eye, he landed on the boat silently in the dark night sky like a giant bat.

He was dressed in a white robe, with a tall and straight figure and a five-foot-long sword on his back. He looked young, but upon closer inspection, one could see that his hair was gray at the temples and his eyes were full of vicissitudes, indicating that he was definitely not just in his thirties or forties.

"What superb movement technique! The Azure Cloud Flowing Pine Step of the Three Mountains Sect!" Wang Yunkai's expression was solemn. "Mountain-Piercing Sword, Yu Yuanshan, you've actually come too. What, has your Three Mountains Sect also made a choice?!"

“I have already left the Three Mountains Sect. They have offered me a price that I have no choice but to accept.” Yu Yuanshan seemed to be an old acquaintance of Wang Yunkai. He sighed and said, “Old Wang, we have known each other for many years. Step aside. You know that our target is not you.”

“…..”

Wang Yunkai remained silent, his expression somewhat grim. Although he didn't know how they had caught up with him, the most urgent task was to overcome this immediate obstacle. Once back in the academy, all danger would disappear.

But…...

Biyue Shura is a top assassin within the Shadow Assassin Tower, and a top-tier Grandmaster martial artist just one step away from becoming a Grandmaster. His significance is self-evident.

Even in the entire Yunzhou, this person is a powerful demonic cultivator feared by all. His arrival this time probably means that someone has made up their mind to completely resolve the matter involving the young lady!

Bishui Shura alone was already troublesome enough, and he might not be a match for her, but then Yu Yuanshan appeared.

This person is one of the top masters in Yunzhou who has mastered great strength, and is also a martial artist who has been famous in the Three Mountains Sect for many years.

The key point is... this person confidently asserted that the pursuit of the young lady was merely his own initiative and had nothing to do with the Three Mountains Sect...

But he didn't believe it at all. He was joking. How could this be possible without the Three Mountains Sect secretly instructing him?

If the Three Mountains Sect also abandons its neutral stance, the consequences will be...

"Unless you kill me, you won't be stepping into this place today," Wang Yunkai said seriously, slowly pulling out a short black pen.

Even if the Three Mountains Sect betrays us, so what? As long as he's here, he will absolutely not allow anyone to harm Miss.

A gentleman has things he will do and things he will not do; however, he cannot be corrupted by wealth and honor, nor swayed by poverty and hardship, nor subdued by power and force. This is what makes a great man.

He wasn't afraid of death, but he was afraid of dying in a meaningless way.

“Then there’s no room for discussion…” Yu Yuanshan sighed. His former friend had become his enemy in battle. He slowly drew the Mountain-Piercing Sword from behind him.

"Alright, stop dawdling. To die at our hands is a glorious death for you," Bi Shui Shura sneered.

"Wait!" Suddenly, Fatty Zheng's voice, tinged with a sob, rang out, "My lords, I am the manager of the Demon Hunting Society's outpost in An'yan City. This matter has nothing to do with my Demon Hunting Society. We don't know them at all. We are innocent! Innocent!"

He then realized the perilous nature of the situation; these two top-tier martial arts masters were beyond his ability to handle.

They thought they had found a powerful ally, but it turned out they were caught in the crossfire.

Therefore, he quickly distanced himself from Wang Yunkai.

However, both Bishui Xiuluo and Yu Yuanshan were staring intently at Wang Yunkai, and no one paid any attention to him.

In their view, Fatty Zheng and his group might be innocent, but regardless of their innocence, once they were implicated, they would all die.

Wang Yunkai stood guard at the second-floor staircase, his face calm and unmoved: "Who lives and who dies isn't just a matter of words. You two, have you decided who will go to hell with me?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than he took the initiative to attack, the short pen in his hand flashing black as it suddenly slashed towards Biyue Shura's forehead.

Yu Yuanshan, who was facing the camera, wanted to speak, but when he was interrupted, he could only sigh.

He had anticipated Wang Yunkai's sudden attack, and with a vertical slash of his longsword, a flash of white light appeared.

Swish!

The white sword light was surrounded by a thick, sticky force, which involuntarily pulled the short pen in Wang Yunkai's hand away.

The "Mountain-Piercing Sword" and "Mountain-Piercing Force" emphasize using minimal force to overcome great strength. The power cultivated in distant mountains possesses characteristics such as pulling, stirring, and stickiness.

Seeing the opportunity, Yu Yuanshan showed no mercy. With a flash of sword light, he swiftly slashed at Wang Yunkai's forehead.

Although the orthodox method Wang Yunkai practiced did not have any strange special effects, it had great resistance to the weakening effects of other forces. He transmitted his force to the short pen, offsetting the deviation and pulling, and turned around to block.

Clang, clang, clang! ! !

The two were evenly matched for a time, and the sounds of metal clashing against metal were incessant.

Meanwhile, Bi Shui Xiuluo leaped up and slapped Zheng Pangzi with his palm.

He feared that things might change if he waited too long, so he wanted to finish off Fatty Zheng with one blow, then join forces with Yu Yuanshan to besiege Wang Yunkai, complete the mission, and then immediately retreat.

"How dare you underestimate me, Fatty Zheng!!!" Fatty Zheng roared, and the entire mountain of flesh exploded!

Boom!

A powerful surge of energy rose into the sky.