Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 326 Unexpected Events (Part 3)

"Actually, it's nothing. As a martial artist who also practices martial arts, you do have an advantage in combat power in the early stages compared to other martial artists of the same level."

However, cultivating too many skills makes breakthroughs difficult, and even if one uses the method of dispersing internal energy to return one's vital essence, it will cause great damage to the body, making the future arduous. You Long nodded.

Han Yi remained silent. He was naturally aware of these drawbacks, but often, when faced with the current predicament, he had no choice but to make certain decisions, even if they were wrong.

"However, the fact that you were able to defeat the Dragon-Spirit Serpent head-on and become an inner disciple of Jingtian Manor is enough to show that your combat strength and potential are not bad."

"So, are you interested in joining my You family? My eldest son is actively recruiting talented individuals. If you join, with your qualifications, you'll at least be treated as a first-class guest retainer. As for resources like the Qionghua fish, I can arrange in advance to give you an extra 30%."

After laying the groundwork for so long, You Long finally revealed his purpose.

"The You family... First-class guest elder... May I ask, Captain You, is the eldest son of the You family Young Master You Baichang?" Han Yi thought for a moment before asking.

“Indeed, I am the eldest son of the You family, Young Master Baichang. I am highly skilled in martial arts, enjoy making friends, and have many acquaintances. I especially like to befriend young talents like you.” You Long introduced with a smile, a hint of pride in his words.

Han Yi remained silent for a moment.

I heard that You Baichang, the eldest son of the You family, is nicknamed something like "Dragon Yangzi," which isn't a very pleasant nickname...

If he went, and this person took a liking to him and forced him to become his male concubine… wouldn’t that be…? A chill ran down his spine, and he shuddered, refusing, “Thank you, Captain You, but I, Han, am naturally unruly and hate constraints… therefore…”

In fact, even without the existence of You Baichang, he would not have accepted You Long's persuasion.

He knew the rules these powerful families and clans had for recruiting retainers. The benefits seemed good, but the contracts they signed were often for several or even more than a decade, with numerous restrictive rules.

Moreover, once you go to such a place, you're often not in control of your own life, and all sorts of troubles and having to clean up the messes left by the host family follow one after another.

For those who want to retire and don't aspire to great success, this is a pretty good place.

But for him, he had just obtained the first level of true skill and hadn't even had a chance to warm it up before he went to become a retainer under someone else's control?

He's not out of his mind.

"It's alright. If you need anything in the future, you can choose my You family. Just have the gatekeeper notify me. My You family welcomes talents from all over the world. Brother Han's courage in the face of danger and his willingness to step in and save the two people are exactly the talents we need," You Long said with a smile.

"Thank you." Han Yi nodded.

He noticed Zhang Zheng standing to the side, and after hearing his conversation with You Long, he showed an envious expression.

Finally, after hearing Han Yi decline, Zhang Zheng also had an incredulous expression on his face.

Perhaps, in his view, being able to join the You family, and even become a first-class guest elder, was something he dreamed of achieving.

But now, right before our eyes, someone will bluntly refuse...

The men Youlong brought didn't stay long; they methodically processed the tailless sheep carcasses and quickly packed them up and loaded them onto the truck.

Chirp!

The little purple bird in the cage tilted its head, as if listening to the wind. As if it had heard some information, it suddenly let out a clear bird call.

"Recently, there has been an overabundance of demonic beasts, and many places need cleanup and support. We will take our leave first. Your mission for today is complete. As usual, you can collect your reward at the Demon Hunting Tower. You are free to do as you please with the rest of your time."

Before getting into the carriage, You Long casually said a few words to Han Yi and Zhang Zheng.

The wheels hummed as he led a large group of men away in haste, instantly making the previously crowded open space feel much more spacious.

Han Yi and Zhang Zheng exchanged a glance, then turned back to check on Kong Liang's injuries.

Kong Liang had only suffered superficial injuries, but after the treatment by the pharmacist brought by You Long, and with the previous medicine, he was almost fully recovered.

He watched Han Yi approach, his face filled with gratitude: "Brother Han, thank you so much..."

"Stop, stop," Han Yi interrupted him. "We're all teammates, helping each other is only natural..."

The three of them packed their belongings and, after confirming that everything was alright, started heading back.

The forest here is called Wangchun Forest. It is not far from the official road, only a few dozen miles away. With the speed of three martial artists, it can be reached in about half an hour.

From Wangchun Forest, along the official road, to Huayang City, and finally to the Demon Hunting Tower to collect today's reward, today's mission is complete.

Han Yi is now increasingly satisfied with his choice to join the Demon Hunting Society and become an outer member.

Where else can you find such easy, free, and well-paid jobs outside?

High pay, quick money, doesn't interfere with cultivation time, offers plenty of free time, and allows him to meet many experts and expand his network—it truly is his ideal way to make money…

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Deep in the forest of Wangchun.

Weeds grew wildly, and trees stood tall, their branches blocking out the light, making the environment appear dark and somber.

call…....

A strong gust of wind swept through the forest, causing the treetops to sway violently.

A crunch.

With the sound of a door opening, a person suddenly appeared on the tree trunk.

The person was dressed in a green outfit and wore a green mask, blending seamlessly into the green forest. If he hadn't suddenly stood up, no one would have noticed that there was someone there.

Bang!

He casually closed the dark brown wooden door, the same color as the trees.

Upon closer inspection, the thick branches behind him were actually a treehouse made of wood, disguised by a large number of vines, wild grasses and small flowers.

He took out a bamboo tube from his pocket, opened it, and gently poured out a green bamboo flute.

He slowly closed his eyes, opened his mask, gently brought the bamboo flute to his lips, and blew it out forcefully.

Strangely, no matter how much he puffed out his cheeks or blew hard, the bamboo flute couldn't produce a single sound.

Even more strangely, the sound of the wind in the forest grew louder as he moved.

call…..

Huff... Huff!

Bang bang bang! ! !

There were even continuous sounds of saplings being crushed, broken, and wood tearing apart.

But the man remained expressionless and continued to play the bamboo flute in his hand, which produced no sound.

Boom!

Suddenly, a strong gust of wind came from the forest. A huge snake head leaped out, its upper body rising high, appearing rapidly, and then quickly climbing up the tree to the man.

"Good child, good child, come on, come on..." The man in green put away his bamboo flute and gently stroked the dragon-like snake's large, rough-scaled head, as if a mother were caressing her child.

The dragon snake was incredibly docile, gently lowering its head and allowing itself to be stroked, completely unlike its wild and violent state just moments before.

"What's wrong here?" The man in green scanned the dragon-like snake and immediately noticed something unusual.

On the thick snake's body, the irregularly shaped diamond-shaped scales gleamed with a chilling black light.

However, on the back and the edge of the abdomen, there are a lot of scales that are rolled up, broken, and charred, causing muscle compression and injury.

He touched the injured area of ​​the dragon snake, and based on the feel and his eyesight, he could clearly tell that it was caused by a powerful martial artist who had wrapped his fist with force and struck it.

"What's going on?" he asked, looking surprised.

Hiss...

Immediately, his voice suddenly became shrill, and he opened his mouth, sticking out his excessively long tongue, producing an over-frequency vibration sound that human vocal cords could not produce.

Hiss hiss hiss...

The dragon snake responded immediately.

The man and the snake communicated with each other, hissing and sometimes even emitting sounds that seemed to indicate the snake was feeling wronged and was confiding in its family.

In the dim, dark forest, everything was shrouded in a gray haze, with wisps of mist drifting through the air, and from time to time, there were whispers that sounded like the howls of monsters or the murmurs of demons.

If an ordinary person witnessed this scene, they would probably faint instantly. "So that's how it is..." On the tree trunk, the man gently stroked the injured part of the dragon snake, his face showing an expression of complete understanding.

He was born with a natural affinity for nature and enjoyed being close to monsters and nature. In addition, he cultivated a certain secret technique that gave him the strange ability to communicate with monsters.

As a ferocious beast, the Dragon-Twisting Serpent possesses strength approaching that of a three-level martial artist. Although it doesn't have much true intelligence, it is equivalent to the intelligence of a five- or six-year-old human child.

Therefore, he grasped the general outline of the matter through communication.

call…...

Amidst the whistling wind, a figure flashed by, and a green-clad man, also wearing green leather armor and a green mask, almost blending into the surrounding environment, appeared beside him.

"Longshezi, how's things going on your end?" His voice was somewhat subdued, his body hunched over. "I'm fine, but Ahei failed..."

Hearing this, the green figure shook his head slightly: "I told you long ago, the Demon Hunting Society is our greatest enemy, with a deep foundation. Even if it is just an outer force, it is absolutely impossible for Ah Hei to deal with it alone. What do you plan to do about the rest?"

"We weren't bitten to death by Ahei just now, so we'll kill him before we head back." Long Shezi looked up, revealing a gloomy and cold face. There was an ugly scar on his right cheek, running from his eyelid to his cheek like a snake's pattern, clearly visible.

"According to Ahei's description, only one person in that demon-hunting team is slightly stronger. He should be a martial arts master who has enhanced his fists and legs, far surpassing ordinary level two strength in power and speed. His movements, speed, and reaction are all good, but that's about it. Next time, Ahei and I will cooperate, and he will be dead within three breaths."

"That team is just temporary hires from the Demon Hunting Guild, they're not important figures. However, You Long from the You family of the Demon Hunting Guild has also shown up. Be careful not to run into him," the green figure warned. "It's alright. I can't handle You Long, he's just a martial arts practitioner, I don't take him seriously. Injuring Ahei and killing him is my apology," Long Shezi said coldly.

He has always been a vengeful person, especially since that person hurt his dearest family members.

"Alright, alright, I know you two have a deep bond. The people are coming soon, don't hurt anyone. Kill them and get out of here quickly, or things might change."

"I know, you don't have to tell me."

"...Remember, clean up the mess thoroughly, don't alert the enemy..."

The green figure flashed by and disappeared, flying towards another large tree, its voice becoming indistinct.

Long Shezi looked over and saw that the green figure had already entered another wooden house and disappeared.

Looking down from a high vantage point, one would see that this dense forest was filled with countless hidden wooden huts like these. Long Shezi turned, touched the head of the dragon-headed snake, and leaped onto its back.

The dragon-like snake spiraled down the tree, twisting its body with incredible speed, and disappeared into the depths of the dense forest.

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At this moment, in the woods nearby.

Han Yi and Zhang Zheng, one on each side, supported Kong Liang as they slowly walked out along the forest path.

Kong Liang had a leg muscle injury, and it wouldn't heal quickly, so the two of them helped him up.

It was already dusk, the sky was dim and the scenery was gloomy, with a faint moon appearing in the sky.

But the three of them remained calm and continued on their way.

Here, we are about to enter the official road of Huayang City. There are many pedestrians, caravans and merchants coming and going, and there are also special constables and soldiers patrolling day and night. If an accident occurs, someone will come to check it out soon.

Besides, what danger could there be for two martial arts masters here, near a city like this?

"Brother Han, when do you think I'll be able to break through to the Qi Realm and become a Qi Martial Master, as powerful as you are now?" Kong Liang was quite ambitious; even before his injuries had fully healed, he was already expressing his envy, reverting to his lively and talkative nature.

After leaving the open space, Kong Liang kept asking these unrealistic questions.

Because he was knocked unconscious by the dragon snake's tail and hadn't been able to exert any effect, he now seems to be extremely eager to improve his strength.

However, his aptitude is only average, and he had just recently undergone blood and qi tempering and entered the late stage of blood refining. Before his blood and qi had stabilized, he was already aiming too high and thinking about opening the meridians and entering the strength.

Han Yi ignored him, supported him, and slowly walked forward.

He was used to Kong Liang's talkativeness and knew his personality; the more he answered, the more speechless questions the other person would ask.

"Zhang Da..."

Seeing that Han Yi ignored him, Kong Liang turned to look at Zhang Zheng on the other side.

Whether Zhang Zheng was preoccupied or still recovering from internal injuries, he kept his head down, focused on getting on his way, and seemed unwilling to speak.

Seeing this, Kong Liang had no choice but to shut up.

Han Yi was happy to have some peace and quiet. He took out a water bag from his pocket, then took out an oil paper package, took out a small piece of golden-yellow dried meat, and stuffed it into his mouth.