Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 471 Search

The small side hall was packed with dozens of people.

The numerous heads of departments and high-ranking officials disregarded their status and dignity, arguing heatedly, much like the busiest vegetable market on the morning of the 8th.

"Chen Ying, don't try to shirk responsibility. Today, your Three Mountains Sect disciples infiltrated the inner courtyard with malicious intent. You cannot escape blame and must take responsibility for this matter." The voice was clear and melodious, like that of Gongsun Jing, the head of the Snowdrift Academy.

"Take responsibility? Ridiculous! I've already received word that a disciple witnessed a man in black appear. It's clearly a matter of your Jing Tian Manor's inadequate security. My son, Ling Mo, kindly offered to help, yet you've framed him. It's truly difficult to be a good person..."

The voice that spoke this time was that of a middle-aged man, and judging from the tone of his words, it should be Chen Ying, the Eagle Claw King.

"Out of good intentions? Then why didn't he ask for help? He was beaten and seriously injured all by himself. Is he stupid? Even if you're fabricating facts, you can't make this up..." This person is probably the head of Jingtian Manor.

Inside the secondary hall were a group of academy leaders, as well as Chen Ying of the Three Mountains Sect, who was surrounded in the middle.

This is the time when everyone is talking at once, constantly hurling insults and arguing.

During the search and questioning just now, Chen Ying discovered something: it seems that no one but his son, Chen Lingmo, knows the truth of the matter.

When the incident occurred, Sun Mingzhen and Zhong Han, who were in close proximity to the victim, had already fallen into a coma, and none of the surrounding guards noticed.

In other words, no one knew Chen Lingmo's location, purpose, actions, or why he was in Zhonghan Courtyard at the time of the incident. This gave him an opportunity—an opportunity to distort the truth.

Therefore, he could easily say that Chen Lingmo was just passing by when he noticed a thief loitering near Zhong Han's residence with malicious intent, and out of goodwill, he took action.

The thief mentioned here was indeed witnessed by a disciple; it seems that a man in black fled quickly after the incident.

Fortunately, Chen Ying directly reversed the cause and effect, saying that Chen Lingmo had encountered enemies from Jingtian Manor and was seriously injured after a fierce battle, pointing the finger at Jingtian Manor and accusing them of inadequate protection.

Such a combination of truth and falsehood, a mix of the two, creates a seamless whole.

None of the high-ranking officials at Jingtian Manor had solid evidence to refute their claims, so they could only engage in verbal sparring.

Regardless of the circumstances, many high-ranking officials, including Fang He, naturally cannot accept this mudslinging.

If word gets out that an adversary is running rampant in the inner courtyard of Jingtian Manor, even seriously injuring a distinguished guest, it would be a terrible thing.

What will happen to Jingtianzhuang's reputation then?

Even if you're not good enough, you still have to save face.

It was only for this reason that the heads of the various academies agreed to let the Three Mountains Sect group follow them to search all parts of the inner courtyard.

If we can't find anyone, then it means it's not a matter for Jingtian Village.

Han Yi didn't pay much attention. In his view, these matters, these messy discussions about the truth, were completely meaningless.

After all, he was the only one among these people who knew the truth.

Following the flow of people and the back of the procession, Han Yi quickly arrived at the scene after passing through the secondary hall.

Most people were gathered in the front side hall, waiting for the heads of the academy to reach a conclusion. In contrast, there were only a few people in the courtyard. He quietly walked into the courtyard, where a wall had collapsed and a large section of the roof was empty. Inside the empty room, the furniture was in disarray.

At this moment, a dozen or so disciples of the Nine-Bend Academy were cleaning up the mess.

"Senior Brother Han!" The two leading figures, a girl dressed in fiery red outfit and walking with a brisk pace, immediately brightened up when she saw Han Yi enter.

"Finally, a senior brother has come out to take charge." She skipped and hopped as she walked towards Han Yi.

"Oh, it's Qiao'er. How is she?" Han Yi saw the woman and his thoughts raced through his mind before he quickly remembered her.

"Senior Brother Han, the situation... is not good. The disciples are all at a loss. We want to ask our Master for advice, but we are afraid of disturbing her." Behind Song Qiao'er, another young man flashed by. It was Zhou Qi.

Among the younger generation, Song Qiao'er and Zhou Qi possess the best aptitude and cultivate true skills the fastest. They are hailed as the twin stars of the Nine-Bend Academy and are the pillars of the next generation. However, geniuses who haven't fully developed their talents are ultimately powerless and have little say in many matters. When faced with problems, they are often at a loss and helpless.

Just like now, Zhong Han is undergoing treatment and detoxification, and Zhong Yunxiu is naturally accompanying and taking care of him.

The chief senior sister is not here, and Xiao Zhong is injured and cannot come. Other senior disciples, such as Zhan Xiuying and Liu Song, are all planning to arrive tomorrow and are unaware of this matter.

Moreover, even if they received the message, it would be impossible for them to arrive immediately.

So, after calculating for a while, Han Yi suddenly realized something.

He realized that, right now, the only person in the Nine-Bend Courtyard who could shoulder the heavy responsibility... seemed to be Han Yi himself.

Now, only he has the strength, status, and qualifications.

"Senior brother, what do we do now?"

Upon receiving news of Han Yi's arrival, the junior disciples of Jiuqu Academy seemed to have found their pillar of support and swarmed around Han Yi, bombarding him with questions.

They were all newcomers who had been in the business for about a year, some even only a few months. They had never seen or encountered anything so significant before.

"Alright, alright, it's nothing. What haven't we seen in the Nine Turns Academy? This little thing is nothing." Han Yi frowned slightly, first calming everyone down and preventing the scene from becoming too chaotic.

He looked around.

A half-collapsed wall, a large hole in a tree, and a hollow roof.

This was a masterpiece I created not long ago.

His mind raced, and he quickly issued a series of orders: "Qiao'er, take a few men and go outside to seal off this place. Don't let anyone in, to prevent the evidence from being destroyed."

Then he looked at Zhou Qi and said, "You come with me to check the scene a bit and extract any remaining information so that Master can analyze it. By the way, don't touch anything I tell you not to."

With his clear and organized instructions, the disciples seemed to have found their purpose and began to get busy.

As for Han Yi, he led Zhou Qi and carefully marked out each suspicious trace.

Such as some palm prints, footprints, hair and other residual traces.

In particular, there are marks left by some powerful special moves.

If these move markings are analyzed by experts later, it can be determined what kind of move it is based on its force, angle, and power, and thus infer the person's sect affiliation.

Of course, during this process, Han Yi subtly and imperceptibly erased any traces that might reveal his presence.