Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 625 Good and Evil (Part 2)

In fact, the three hundred Green Tigers led by You Shang were completely wiped out.

They racked their brains but couldn't figure out the reason...

That's three hundred people... not three hundred cabbages.

Even if you let three hundred pigs roam freely in the wild, you might not be able to catch them.

Three hundred martial artists, riding warhorses... scattered and ran off at will, who could catch them?

Han Yi's record is truly unbelievable.

Even if someone knew the truth and told it, few people would believe it. That's why people have so many doubts about him, and there are even rumors that it wasn't done by a human, but only by ghosts or gods.

After all, he single-handedly slaughtered three hundred cavalrymen.

Who but ghosts and gods could do such a thing?

“There was indeed external help…” Zhou Tou said calmly, “but not from humans, but from wolves!”

"It is true that You Shang has three hundred elite cavalry, but how can three hundred cavalry withstand tens of thousands of demon wolves? They were surrounded, divided, and devoured, leaving not even bone fragments behind."

As soon as this statement came out, there was an uproar.

"Is Zhou Tou telling the truth? That Han Yi is not only highly skilled in martial arts, but also adept at controlling demonic beasts?"

"When I, Zhou, speak, I mean what I say. I'm never like some people who... stammer and waste time," Zhou said impatiently, glancing at Old Ma.

"Being able to control demonic beasts and having reached the Grandmaster level in martial arts, it seems that You Shang's death... was truly not unjust..." "Indeed, who would have thought that such a great talent would exist within a mere Nine Turns Sect... I have had contact with Han Yi. He is low-key and kind, but I never expected him to be so resolute. He has cultivated quietly for so many years without anyone knowing."

"I think if the government troops hadn't intervened, this person would have continued to hide and cultivate. He is truly unfathomable and frightening..." As someone spoke, a hint of fear appeared in their eyes.

"Indeed, it's not just You Shang; I think Fang Jiulian is also unlucky. He thought he could easily crush a pushover, but he ended up kicking a hornet's nest. Although Fang Jiulian has been a Grandmaster for a long time and has an advantage in cultivation."

However, while the art of beast taming is difficult, once mastered, the combined power of thousands of demonic beasts is equivalent to having an extra grandmaster as an ally. The combined attack of the demonic beasts, coupled with Han Yi's own cultivation level providing restraint, creates a powerful and seamless combination. I can understand why Fang Jiulian was no match for him in a two-on-one fight.”

"But how can a person's opportunities be so strong? Although the Nine Turns Sect's true skills are powerful, I have never heard of any beast-taming inheritance! Not to mention the Nine Turns Sect, even in the entire Jingtian Manor and the entire Huayang City area, there are very few forces with a complete beast-taming inheritance."

And most importantly, Han Yi has only been in the Nine Curves Sect for a few years, yet he has already accumulated to this level? Not only has he reached the Grandmaster level in martial arts, but he has even obtained the Beast Taming Technique, thoroughly comprehended it, and elevated it to the Great Perfection level…

His luck, talent, and aptitude are simply off the charts! Compared to him, my life has been a complete waste!

"I heard that this Han Yi is not even thirty years old yet... This means that his peak strength can be maintained for a long time, and he may even improve again! It seems that the Nine Curves Sect and even Jingtian Manor will regain their glory because of his rise..."

"As expected of one of the five major powers in Yunzhou... Even in their current decline, they always have brilliant talents appear at crucial moments to turn the tide... I have a feeling that Han Yi will definitely become famous throughout Yunzhou and have his own reputation." "Reputation? He already has one... Many people compare him to Fang Jiulian, considering them the two most outstanding young people in the Huayang City area, collectively known as the Black and White Impermanence, one righteous and one evil; wherever they appear, death follows. Of course, some also call him the Beast King because of his skill in controlling beasts."

"Beast King? Call yourself a king? Let me tell you, my uncle is a battalion commander in the imperial army. He went to the scene himself. The corpses were in a terrible state, blood flowed like rivers, and limbs were scattered everywhere… Beast King? He'd be more like a Beast Demon. Do you know how many people died? More than three hundred!!"

The recruitment of soldiers for the government army came from two main sources: firstly, martial arts practitioners who envied the high salaries in the army joined the army with their skills.

Secondly, every year, all able-bodied men in Yunzhou are conscripted into the military, with each household drawing a quota.

Secondly, it is the main source of soldiers for the government army.

Of the more than three hundred dead, their registered residences were from various parts of Yunzhou, with only a few dozen being locals of Huayang City. These few dozen people, at first glance, don't seem like a large number; they are just a few cold, unfamiliar names.

In reality, these dozens of people represent dozens of families. They also have wives and children, relatives and family members, and large extended families.

If we count them all individually, it could affect several thousand people.

"Beast Demon... Yes, this Han Yi is the Beast Demon! My uncle was a member of the Azure Tiger Tribe, but..." A young man covered his face and wept bitterly, sobbing, "...only his head was left, not even his body could be found!!!"

"Sigh...don't even mention it...my fifth uncle is the same...forget about his head, they didn't find anything. They can only erect a cenotaph." Someone else stood up to echo, "That Han Yi...he's a devil!!! If I saw him in person, I'd make him understand the wrath of a commoner, and blood would splatter everywhere!!!"

With these two leading the way, more people joined in, cursing and swearing, saying that Han Yi was inhuman, that they were all fellow villagers, how could he do such a cruel thing? Unless he wasn't human, and had a heart of stone.

Thus, amidst the public's condemnation, the title "Beast Demon Han Yi" seemed to have fallen upon Han Yi.

"I remember... when Han Yi was a courtier at Plum Blossom Pavilion, he was a very nice person. He treated us ordinary people with gentle words and didn't discriminate against us... How come now..."

"Furthermore, this matter wasn't initiated by the government troops... Han Yi from the Nine Curves Sect was merely forced to fight back..."

Of course, it wasn't that no one stood up to speak well of Han Yi.

But these voices were far too few and far between, and were quickly drowned out by the overwhelming public opinion.

Rather than understanding the truth behind complex matters, most people prefer to follow the crowd and indulge in a frenzy of belittling others.

After all, no matter how badly Han Yi had fallen, he was still a high-ranking member of the Nine Turns Sect, a powerful figure whom ordinary people could hardly access. Lowering the status of such a high-ranking person seemed to better satisfy the dark desires of the heart.

In a corner of the tavern, two men dressed as small vendors sat at a table, listening intently to their conversation.

"Han Yi... is that the person?" A woman's voice suddenly spoke up from the right, clear and cold, like a spring in winter.

She was wearing a gray hat and a thick scarf wrapped around her neck, barely covering the lower half of her face, as if she were suffering from some illness and needed to keep warm.

“The age matches, but the strength doesn’t match… It should just be a coincidence of names…” The man on the left was an old man, speaking hesitantly. “With my letter of recommendation, he should be studying at Yuanmiao Sect right now, locked inside the mountain gate, unable to come out.”

His attire was much simpler: an ordinary black coat, made of inexpensive material, the kind that most people would use, and he wouldn't stand out in a crowd.

However, his complexion was very pale, making the age spots on his face particularly noticeable. Especially around the corners of his eyes, they were densely packed, resembling a honeycomb, which was unpleasant and made one want to stay away at first glance.

"Haven't you contacted him?" the woman asked.

“I’ve written to acquaintances in the Yuanmiao Sect several times, mentioning him and asking for their help, but because the Yuanmiao Sect has blocked all communication, I haven’t received a reply.” The old man frowned.

"Why don't we inquire about it? Once we get to Huayang City, with Kou Hu here, Liu Quan shouldn't dare to act so recklessly. I also have a few old friends here who can lend a hand."

The woman frowned and pondered for a moment, then shook her head and said, "Never mind... Speaking of which, I still owe Han Yi a favor. Regardless of whether it was him or not, I left Dongyang Academy this time to avoid disaster. It was not my intention to visit him rashly and cause trouble for others."

These two were none other than Han Yi's old acquaintances, Wang Yunkai, a great Confucian scholar from Dongyang Academy, and Tantai Xunzhen, who had the bloodline of the Tantai family.

Tantai Xunzhen was originally a fugitive from the capital, who was being chased and fled all the way to Yunzhou.

Wang Yunkai, a renowned scholar of Dongyang Academy, followed him all the way, and with his help, Tantai Xunzhen finally settled down in the prefectural city.

But Tantai Xunzhen's peaceful days didn't last long before trouble broke out.

Emperor Yuanmiaozong and the Tantai family surprisingly reconciled and jointly governed Yunzhou.

The reason why Tantai Xunzhen came to Yunzhou was because Yunzhou was suppressed by the Yuanmiao Sect, and many bloodline families could not extend their reach into it.

As a result, the governorship was changed, and Liu Quan became the new governor of Yunzhou!

She knew Liu Quan.

He was the closest advisor to her elder brother, Tantai Sheng, known as the Hermit of Qingjian. This man was resourceful and ruthless, and many of his treacherous and terrifying schemes were his doing.

She even suspected that the disappearances of several of her siblings were somehow connected to Liu Quan!

"You're right... The best course of action now is to remain hidden... make contact with that person in the capital... and then proceed with our plans gradually... Alright, let's settle on this for now, and avoid any unforeseen complications..."

Wang Yunkai thought about it for a while and nodded in agreement.

The two sat for a while longer, pretending to be enjoying themselves, before getting up and leaving one after the other.

Watching the two figures leave, Old Ma and Zhou Tou exchanged a glance and, as if nothing had happened, also left.

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Black Miasma Mountain, Dark Valley.

Looking down from either side of the valley, miasma swirled, a vast expanse of white resembling a sea of ​​clouds, its depths indistinguishable. After venturing deeper into the white mist, a sudden, breathtaking vista opened up before us.

A ring of purple bamboo-like plants enclosed a large, flat area, which was peaceful and clean, without a trace of miasma.

Rows of wooden cabins stood neatly together. At that moment, many people were busy sorting timber and planning the layout.

Inside a slightly larger room in the middle.

"Mother, it's time to take your medicine." Zhong Han helped Zhong Yunxiu, whose face was pale, to her feet and gently scooped up a spoonful of dark purple medicine.

"It's alright... I'm much better now, I can do it myself." Zhong Yunxiu smiled and took the medicine bowl.

Glug glug...

After drinking a bowl of herbal soup, her complexion improved significantly.

"How's the situation inside the sect now? How are people's emotions?" She put down the white porcelain bowl and asked. "The situation inside the sect... is alright, but everyone is a bit confused... especially about..." Zhong Han hesitated.

Several days later, Zhong Han and the many remaining members of the Nine Turns Sect finally learned the truth.

The one who saved them, defeated You Shang, and repelled Fang Jiulian was not the sect leader they imagined.

It was Han Yi.

Although Zhong Yunxiu never said anything, these things were not hard to find out.

After all, even if the government troops block the roads, the Black Miasma Mountains stretch for thousands of miles, and there will always be places they can't cover.

Any martial artist could disguise themselves and go out to find a tavern in the city to find out the truth.

Upon learning the truth, the crowd was deeply moved and reacted strongly.

Especially after learning about Han Yi's swift and decisive victory over You Shang and his three hundred elite cavalry... everyone's attitude towards him was a mixture of love and fear, with a deep sense of awe. Even Zhong Han herself, after learning from her mother that Han Yi had carried her out of the encirclement, felt a complex mix of emotions, finding it difficult to accept and unsure how to cope.

She recalled how she had repeatedly thought Han Yi was not strong enough and needed protection, so she chose to step forward to help him.

In the end, it was she herself who was protected.

Thinking of this, Zhong Han's cheeks flushed slightly, and she didn't know what to say.

"I know that everyone has some doubts about Xiao Yi and your junior brother. Go down and tell everyone that Xiao Yi's background is also very pitiful. He was abandoned by a noble family and has been wandering ever since."

His strength wasn't something he was deliberately hiding, nor did he have any ulterior motives; it was simply the awakening of his bloodline. Those killings were acts of self-preservation he had to take to protect us.

Zhong Yunxiu sighed.

“Okay…” Zhong Han said softly, “I understand.”

Boom, boom, boom.

Just as they were talking, someone suddenly knocked on the door.

"Master, are you feeling better?"

"Xiao Yi, the door's open, come in," Zhong Yunxiu called out.

Han Yi responded in a low voice and pushed the door open to enter.

"Master's antidote has run out, so he brought some more this time. I estimate that in another two months, the toxins will dissipate and the injuries will be almost healed."

He briefly explained to Zhong Han and placed the medicine packet on the table.