Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter Fifty Thunder Palm

As dusk settled, the lanterns hanging in front of 'Fu Lin Lou' shone on people's faces, making the deep darkness appear much brighter.

"Senior Brother Zheng, let's get together again next time when you become a martial artist in the Meridian Opening stage!"

"Haha, no problem, Junior Brother Han looks like someone who will achieve great things in the future..."

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Han Yi and his companion first escorted Zheng Yuncheng downstairs.

"Shopkeeper, pay!"

Han Yi turned around and called the restaurant manager to settle the bill.

"Alright, sir, please wait a moment..."

The owner of 'Fulinlou' was constantly fiddling with an abacus behind the counter.

"Sir, the Crimson Tiger Meat Bun is five taels of silver each. With drinks and dishes, the total is twenty taels of silver."

Wild animal meat, so expensive, is this robbery?

Han Yi subconsciously touched his money pouch. Fortunately, Wu Awei's bounty was quite generous, and twenty-five taels of silver was enough to pay the reward.

“This is the price for ‘Crimson Tiger Meat Buns’. Put those three ‘Crimson Tiger Meat Buns’ on my tab.”

Pan Sheng was worried that Han Yi wouldn't have enough money, so he spoke to the shopkeeper first.

"No need, no need," Han Yi felt a touch of emotion and quickly stopped Pan Sheng, "Senior Brother Pan, I have money."

“If you don’t have money, just say so. Don’t try to save face,” Pan Sheng looked at Han Yi suspiciously. “Even if I’m at my worst, I still have enough money.”

“Senior Brother Pan, I just completed a Martial Alliance mission a few days ago,” Han Yi said, rubbing his knuckles together. “I earned quite a bit of silver.” Upon hearing this, Pan Sheng didn’t ask any further questions and let Han Yi go to settle the bill.

"Junior Brother Han, I'll bring the contract to you tomorrow morning. Don't go out yet," Pan Sheng instructed Han Yi at the entrance of Fu Lin Lou after settling the bill.

Han Yi nodded slightly in agreement.

Pat, pat

In the quiet night, Han Yi's footsteps made a soft sound on the cobblestone path in Qiuzhu Alley.

During the day, nothing much is apparent, but in the dead of night, the alley is deep and narrow, seemingly stretching endlessly into the distance.

The tiled walls on both sides blocked the bright moonlight, making the whole alleyway appear somewhat dim.

Squeak

Han Yi inserted the key into the lock and pushed the door open.

"What was that?" He seemed to catch a glimpse of a figure out of the corner of his eye.

The figure flashed by, and Han Yi didn't even see what kind of strength the person possessed.

"It feels weird that people are going out so late."

"Forget it, why be so suspicious?" Han Zhao muttered a few times.

There are about a hundred households living in Qiuzhu Alley, so it's normal for people to go out at night.

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The moon sets, crows cry, dawn is approaching.

Since Pan Sheng had instructed Han Yi not to go out, he simply got up early to prepare for cultivation.

crackling

A few sparks suddenly flew up from the blazing flames, and Han Yi stuffed several more handfuls of firewood under the earthen stove.

The flames intensified, the bottom of the pot glowed red-hot, and the broth inside the iron pot thickened further, turning the originally white medicine packets bluish-black.

Han Yi remained expressionless, plunging his 'iron palms' into the boiling medicinal soup and retrieving the medicine packet.

Bang, bang, bang

Han Yi violently slammed the medicine packet with both palms.

Suddenly, he felt his palms swell up a size as the medicinal power refined them, and the speed at which his blood and qi gathered there also suddenly increased.

Is this the beginning of the 'Thunderbolt Palm Technique'?

Han Yi looked with delight at his palms, which had turned bluish-black after circulating his qi and blood.

[A low-level martial art of the same type, having reached its highest level, has been detected.]

[Whether to conduct a simulation]

Before Han Yi could check the panel himself, a system notification sounded.

Deduction?

A low-level martial art of the same type that has reached its highest level?

Is it the Mountain-Crushing Fist Technique?

Han Yi pondered for a moment. The Mountain-Crushing Fist was only a mortal-level martial art. After breaking through to the Blood Refining stage, he felt that the Mountain-Crushing Fist was becoming increasingly weak and could not exert the power that the Blood Refining stage should have.

"Deduction!" he murmured to himself.

As these words were spoken, a new memory was born.

After mastering the Mountain-Crushing Fist, the young man began to venture out on his own to gain experience.

At first, he only challenged his peers in the martial arts school, but how could his peers be a match for the boy? They all retreated in defeat.

Afterwards, he challenged his senior brothers and sisters, but even the once-powerful senior brothers and sisters were no match for him.

In the vast martial arts school, not a single person could withstand a single blow from the young man's punches.

Finally, the boy appeared before his master.

The master was indeed different from his fellow disciples. After hundreds of rounds of fighting, the master and disciple were still evenly matched.

The boy fought with great enthusiasm, gradually becoming more and more engrossed in the battle, growing fiercer with each fight, and his Mountain-Crushing Fist technique became increasingly proficient.

In one round, the master and disciple used the "Mountain Crashing Fist - Earth Splitting" simultaneously. This time, the master was repeatedly defeated and coughed up blood.

But the master showed a look of satisfaction. He knew that the boy's talent and ability were the greatest he had ever seen. Only the boy could push the 'Mountain Crushing Fist' to a new level.

And so, the boy became the museum owner.

After becoming the head of the martial arts school, the young man challenged other martial arts schools in the city again. However, this time he encountered a setback, failed, and was seriously injured!

The boy asked others why he failed. Some said he wasn't skillful enough; others said his legwork was bad; some even said he was too young and not experienced enough.

The boy knew this was not the reason for his defeat, so he went to ask his master, who had watched the entire battle.

The master said, "The 'Crushing Mountain Fist' is not powerful enough!"

The boy suddenly realized the truth, and after much painful reflection, he went into seclusion and achieved enlightenment.

He commissioned the collection of countless martial arts techniques, including fist and palm techniques, sword techniques, and knife techniques...

However, none of these martial arts techniques could compare to the ferocity of the "Mountain-Crushing Fist," and none of them satisfied him.

On a stormy day, a clueless boy stared blankly at the sky.

Suddenly, a thunderclap!

A sudden clap of thunder erupted.

The boy's eyes lit up. Indeed, what in the world could compare to the ferocity of lightning? Thus, a brand new martial art was born.

[Deduction complete, consuming 5 Yuan Power points]

Name: Han Yi (16/106)

[Realm]: Early stage of Blood Refinement (8/100)

[Techniques]: Yang Yuan Gong (Incomplete, Trait: Rejuvenation, Minor Success 2/50, can be upgraded); Jade Bone Gong (Mortal Rank, Trait: Strengthening Bones, Minor Success 3/20, can be upgraded)

[Martial Arts]: Thunderclap Palm Technique (Yellow Rank, High Grade; Characteristics: Mountain Crash, Frenzied Strike, Proficiency (5/20), Upgradeable); Basic Sword Technique (Mortal Rank; Characteristics: Sword Dance, Minor Success 5/20, Upgradeable); Flying Swallow Kick (Yellow Rank, Low Grade; Characteristics: Gale, Proficiency (3/20), Upgradeable)

[Elemental Power Value]: 7