Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 385 Adding a Head (Part Two)

"Alright." Han Yi took a deep breath, calming himself down. "Ever since Manager Liu left, you've been constantly poisoning the area. One is a colorless and odorless drug that can confuse the mind and cause unconsciousness; another is a drug that weakens one's strength; and then..."

He twitched his nostrils. The enhanced sense of smell and poison-repelling properties granted by his Pure Lotus Body meant that these toxins had no effect on him.

"There's another way to slow down a martial artist... You clearly knew I was a martial artist from Jingtian Manor, with my whole body protected by internal energy, so ordinary poisons wouldn't pose a threat to me, yet you still did it secretly..."

That means you are certain that the poison you used can pose a threat to me, or that it can bypass my defenses and act directly on my body.

However, Young Master Hu, I remember that none of the Hu family's cultivation methods, whether major or minor, seem to involve the use of poison.

That means the cultivation technique you practice is not…

"Alright!" Hu Ping's expression also changed drastically, and he quickly stopped him, seemingly also surprised by Han Yi's reasoning.

The two fell silent and stood facing each other again, neither daring to make a move.

Because it is unknown, we must be cautious.

Neither of them could figure out the other's background.

Without understanding the opponent's situation, it's impossible to develop a targeted strategy. Without a targeted strategy, it's impossible to eliminate the opponent quickly. If the opponent cannot be eliminated quickly, they may be discovered and exposed.

The two remained motionless, like silent sculptures.

"You've also practiced a poison-avoidance technique?" After a long time, or perhaps only a few breaths, Hu Ping suddenly spoke, "You dare to practice a secondary technique while cultivating a true martial art?"

"That's right." Han Yi readily admitted, "As the eldest son of the Hu family, you're not practicing the Hu family's martial arts, but some other unfamiliar martial art?"

“That’s right.” Hu Ping nodded.

He paused for a moment, then said, "So, from this perspective, we don't have any fundamental conflict; we're just strangers who met by chance."

"Yes, we're just strangers, we have no connection whatsoever." Han Yi quickly replied. The two of them met by chance, but they shared a common thread: an important secret they didn't want others to know.

“Then let’s make a deal…” Hu Ping said.

“Okay,” Han Yi replied quickly. “I will keep your matter a secret.”

"..."

Hu Ping looked at him calmly. Had his purpose been seen through? "Alright, in return, I'll keep your affairs a secret." However, he felt it was normal; it was probably just a coincidence.

Both of them had secrets, and it's normal that they could be discovered in advance and used as a bargaining chip.

"No need." Han Yi shook his head. "I'll keep it a secret from you. Just give me a copy of your cultivation technique. Your poisoning methods are quite good; I'm very interested."

"..."

Hu Ping felt he might have misjudged the person in front of him; the person wasn't particularly clever, but rather...

Some people are so greedy that they try to swallow an elephant whole!

He flatly refused: "Impossible. Besides, even if I gave it to you, would you dare to practice it? Aren't you afraid of crippling yourself?!"

Any martial arts technique that is abridged or modified, even with just a few words, is highly likely to cause one to suffer from qi deviation and demonic possession.

"Give it to me, and you don't need to worry about the rest," Han Yi smiled. "Want the cultivation technique? Impossible." Hu Ping's eyes turned cold. "You really think I can't kill you?"

"Do you really think you can kill me?" Han Yi retorted.

"Aren't you from Jingtian Village?" Hu Ping asked back.

"..." Han Yi paused for a moment. This sentence had a rather heavy meaning, as if he could kill anyone from Jingtian Manor.

"Master, Zhao Ziyang, can you ride the Azure Dragon?"

"I can't beat them now, but I'm sure I'll be fine in the future," Hu Ping said confidently.

"The future is a matter for the future," Han Yi said mercilessly. "Right now, even if you can beat me, you can't kill me."

"I can beat you, and I can kill you," Hu Ping said seriously. "Think about your family, your wife and daughters. Don't do anything foolish because of momentary greed. A person must make the right choices." "It's okay, I'm an orphan," Han Yi smiled.

Hu Ping was speechless, unable to utter a word.

Bang.

A servant boy, dressed in a blue cloth robe and somewhat muscular, dragged a large trunk, opened the back door, and entered the backyard.

He seemed to have just come in from receiving goods outside and had no idea what was happening in the backyard.

However, just as he wiped his sweat and before he could even fully drag the large box inside, he suddenly felt dizzy and collapsed to the ground.

Both of them were drawn to the servant boy.

"He's dying, you poisoned him," Han Yi warned, looking at the servant who was foaming at the mouth.

"You're going to save him?" Hu Ping said dismissively. "He's just a servant; if he dies, he dies."

"I'm not going, you go," Han Yi said. "You're responsible for the poison you administered."

"That's true." Hu Ping nodded.

He lightly touched the ground with his toes and appeared beside the servant in the next instant. He gently brushed the servant's face with his palm, tossed him and the wooden box into a corner, and closed the door.

Han Yi looked over and saw that the servant's body stopped convulsing in an instant, and his breathing gradually calmed down.

"I didn't expect you to be a good person." He was slightly surprised.

"It's not out of kindness, it's just that this kind of person doesn't deserve my poisoning." Hu Ping shook his head, stood up, and looked at Han Yi with his eyes meeting.

"Then I'm a suitable match?"

"good."

Han Yi composed himself, looked at him, and suddenly smiled: "Alright, considering you're a decent person, I've changed my mind. How about this, if you teach me the antidote you used earlier, I'll keep it a secret for you." "Impossible." Hu Ping still shook his head, "At most, I'll give you a few doses of poison."

"Okay, deal." Han Yi made a quick decision. The cultivation of the White Lotus Immaculate Body was originally a technique that required contact with poison and absorption of poison to promote growth.

In just a short while, he vaguely sensed that the progress of the White Lotus Immaculate Body had advanced by several percentage points.

Hu Ping was somewhat displeased. He felt as if he had been set up, or rather, that the other party's true purpose was to poison him. The first few requests were all tests of his bottom line. He couldn't help but say, "What, don't you need to keep your affairs a secret? Aren't you afraid that I'll go back and tell everyone about you?"

"It's alright," Han Yi said with a smile. "Just go ahead and say it. Having abundant innate qi and blood will only solidify my reputation as a genius, which is more beneficial than harmful. Compared to my situation, I think yours is more serious."

"I'm sure you, Mr. Hu, wouldn't want your family to find out about your affairs." "..."

Hu Ping's back molars were a little sore. In all these years, this was the first time he had encountered such a difficult person.

It's like a piece of chewing gum; you can't shake it off no matter what you do.

"You're shameless," he couldn't help but mutter.

"You flatter me. In my hometown, thick skin is considered beautiful, and there are even scholars who specialize in studying it." Han Yi said dismissively.