Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 502 The Divine Spear Tower

"Alright, you go wait for me at Jingtian Manor first. I have some things to do, I'll come over by myself in a bit." Han Yi got off the carriage and instructed Old Li.

Immediately, he strode toward the city gate.

The guards of Huayang City, upon seeing that it was Han Yi, quickly smiled and opened the gate to let him pass.

As the saying goes, a person's reputation is like a tree's shadow.

As a well-known figure in Jingtian Manor, his reputation extends far beyond the village, which brings him considerable convenience in many matters.

After entering Huayang City, the streets were still bustling with people.

Vendors pushing carts selling fruits and vegetables, butchers loudly hawking their wares to attract customers, candied hawthorn figurines that are most popular with children, and perfume and cosmetic stalls that women can't tear themselves away from.

"Everything... is still so lively..."

Han Yi sighed softly.

This bustling and prosperous scene seemed completely unaffected by the previous incident involving contraband.

At that time, if he hadn't noticed Luo Meiwei's subtle actions and hadn't stopped such a large quantity of dangerous and easily explosive nitrates from entering the city...

Once these saltpeter crystals are handed over to the Green Robe Alliance, they will be allowed to use them freely within the city.

Given the Green-Clad Alliance's ruthless and unscrupulous ways of doing things, they will definitely use this incident as leverage to threaten the Demon Hunting Association.

Even the slightest carelessness could cause these extremely explosive saltpeter precipitates to accumulate and potentially blow up half of Huayang City.

At that time, these people...

Han Yi sighed inwardly, feeling even more eager to improve his own strength.

All of these things, the things we want to protect, can only be protected if we are strong enough.

His mind was racing with thoughts, but he kept moving.

But soon, he stopped in his tracks and suddenly noticed something unusual in the crowd behind him.

Several shirtless, short-sleeved men with strong, muscular builds and tattoos on their arms, who looked like men to be trifled with, seemed to be following him.

Although there are many martial artists in Huayang City, the majority of them are ordinary people who do not know martial arts.

Martial arts masters like Han Yi, with their strong, tall physiques and calm, indifferent expressions, are people that the surrounding commoners avoid.

Therefore, these few ruffians who looked like they had some martial arts skills stood out in the crowd, clearly separated from each other. Han Yi frowned, and with a leap, his figure quickly appeared on the road to the side.

This was a special road prepared specifically for warriors to travel or for urgent reports.

There were no ordinary people on board, only martial artists hurrying along, each moving at lightning speed without stopping for a moment.

Compared to ordinary post stations, the speed here is incredibly fast, but the prices are beyond the reach of most people.

A speed faster than a carriage or horse would require at least a martial arts master.

They need to be martial arts masters with at least the third level of true skill, or those who specialize in leg techniques. Otherwise, they wouldn't be able to withstand the exhaustion of traveling long distances back and forth for extended periods.

After Han Yi entered the road, his figure quickly disappeared.

The few pursuers behind him could only disperse helplessly.

Before long, Han Yi appeared from the other side of the main road, glanced around and found everything was normal, then continued on his way to his destination.

He didn't take those people seriously either.

Now that he's famous, it's normal for him to encounter people who deliberately approach him with ulterior motives.

However, he hadn't gone far when his brows furrowed again.

Three more people followed from a distance.

These three men were sturdy, with large hands and broad shoulders. Each of them had a chain-like belt around their waist, with a red gun character in the middle of the belt.

Han Yi accelerates, and they accelerate. Han Yi decelerates, and they decelerate as well.

These three people made no attempt to hide themselves.

They were clearly determined to go wherever Han Yi went.

"..." Han Yi's face immediately turned ugly.

These three were far stronger than the thugs from before.

Each person's breathing and gait were synchronized, and they were full of energy and spirit, all of whom were martial arts practitioners who had undergone rigorous training.

It seems unrealistic to think that using the highway to accelerate and shake off the three of them.

Furthermore...

Han Yi had an idea.

He paused, then abruptly turned left, accelerating and using a rooftop as leverage to leap towards an open space within the city.

The three exchanged glances and nodded to each other. The one in the middle left, while the other two continued to follow.

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Inside a high-rise building in the western part of the city, a man fiddled with a black object in his hand, gazing at the bustling crowd outside the window, and sighed inwardly.

"This world is truly boring; its ideas are outdated and antiquated, its rules are tedious and cumbersome, utterly repulsive..."

He was dressed in all black, and a chainmail pistol was also wrapped around his waist.

"My husband...be patient, everything will change soon..."

A pair of soft, fair hands reached out and gently embraced him from behind.

Her red cherry lips, radiating a captivating allure, gently nibbled at the man's ear.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"Boss, we've found him!"

Just then, a man hurriedly pushed open the door and entered; it was the same man who had been following Han Yi. "Good!"

A glint flashed in the man's eyes. He shoved the woman off him and strode away.

"Lead the way!"

The woman gave the man a somewhat resentful look, then followed him with a belly full of grievances.

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"What about people?"

Before long, led by the strong man, they met up with the two who had stayed outside to continue tracking Han Yi.

“It’s right there in the open space,” the two replied.

The surrounding area consisted of dilapidated earthen walls, and many houses had long been damaged by wind and rain, leaving them in a terrible state.

This place may have been home to many ordinary people before, but due to the harsh environment and poor economy, they moved to other places. As a result, this neighborhood became quiet and increasingly dilapidated.

A tall figure stood gently on the roof of a long-abandoned, half-tilted carriage, with his back to them.

The shadow cast by the sunlight was much stronger and taller than the four of them.

Seeing this scene, even though Ye Tianjun already knew about this person's information, he couldn't help but be stunned.

"You've all followed me all this way, give me an explanation." Han Yi slowly turned around, expressionless, looking down at the four of them as if they were dead.

"Han Yi, Inspector of Qiyun Mountain and Jiuqu Courtyard in Jingtian Manor?"

“Exactly.” Han Yi nodded.

"I am Ye Tianjun, the master of the 'Divine Spear Pavilion.' I've heard that Brother Han possesses superb martial arts skills and has even taken down the bounty offered by the Green-Clad Alliance's Dragon Snake. I've come specifically to seek your guidance!"

Ye Tianjun cupped his hands in a fist salute and introduced himself. "Divine Spear Tower..." Han Yi's pupils contracted slightly.

He had heard of this faction; it seemed to be a newly emerging small power.