Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 641 Trouble (Part 1)

"Um...it's nothing..."

Han Yi thought for a moment, but still didn't voice his guess.

He suspected that something might have been damaged by the fire and explosion that night.

This led to some things that shouldn't have happened.

After all, if what those people in the tavern said was true.

All these phenomena sounded like the growth of yin energy, causing a series of supernatural occurrences.

In other words, he suspected that the grand array set up near Huayang City, which was constantly dissipating Yin energy day and night, had been destroyed.

But this was just his guess, completely unfounded, and he couldn't explain it to Hu Ping. Moreover, judging from what Hu Ping said, it seemed that something similar had happened before the fire in Huayang City.

Based on this association and speculation, the two seem unrelated. He's probably overthinking it.

"I guess I'm overthinking it. It's alright, let's have some tea." Han Yi smiled. "The tea I brought this time is freshly picked from the mountain buds, it's delicious and tender."

"Hmm, the taste is indeed excellent. To be honest, I might not be impressed by you in other areas, but when it comes to food and drink... I concede defeat!" Hu Ping took a sip of tea and exclaimed, "By the way, didn't you ask me about the true form or something last time..."

"Look, what's this?" He smiled and took a book out of his pocket.

"From Mingfeng Academy? The Dancing Willow True Skill Manual?! Where did you get it?!" Han Yi exclaimed in surprise as he took a look.

“Easy peasy. Mingfeng Academy has now surrendered voluntarily, so they will naturally have to hand over their inherited true skills.” Hu Ping smiled smugly. “I just found an acquaintance and, based on our past relationship, I was able to easily make a copy.”

"Thank you very much. This true skill manual... has been of great help to me..." Han Yi said solemnly.

Regardless of whether there is a general outline, the Seven Transformations of Heavenly Evolution Mystic Art requires the collection of all seven true manuals.

Although he was forced to choose his true form, he still wanted to try to deduce the legendary Seven Transformations of Heavenly Evolution if given the chance.

"Not at all. You helped me deal with those two tower masters last time, so I should be thanking you." Hu Ping shook his head. "Unfortunately, apart from this one, the other true martial arts techniques of your Jingtian Manor are still missing."

“I think there’s still hope,” Han Yi asked. “From what I can guess, the Imperial Dragon Heavenly Fire Fist of Yangzhi Academy, the Lotus Leap Technique of Fuguang Academy, the Golden Glow Technique of Chongyin Academy, and the Three Perils Fixing Shadow Heart Method of Huying Cinema are all in the hands of the government army.” “It’s not just the government army; I estimate they might be in Kou Hu’s hands, most likely kept as personal possessions,” Hu Ping added. “He encountered a calamity this time; even if he doesn’t die, he’ll be badly injured. I’ll go back and see if there’s any chance.”

"Okay. Thank you for your help." Han Yi nodded and waved his hand. "If there are any expenses or anything during this process... just let me know, and I'll reimburse you!"

"Don't worry... I won't stand on ceremony with you," Hu Ping said with a smile.

Waaah...

A mournful suona horn melody caught their attention.

Just then, downstairs, a procession playing mournful suona music slowly made its way down the street to pay respects to the deceased.

Looking down from the second floor, you can see that many people in the queue have sad faces and are in low spirits.

Looking into the distance, it seemed that the entire city was filled with weeping women, and white cloths were hung everywhere. Poor families couldn't afford standard white silk, so they just tore off a piece of white cloth and hung it up.

The entire city was immersed in a sad and depressed atmosphere.

These people were the ones who lost their lives in the explosion and fire that night in Huayang City.

"No matter what the government troops did to the Green Robe Alliance... the Green Robe Alliance's actions... were indeed a bit too much..." Hu Ping said in a somber tone, letting out a sigh.

"On the day of the incident, it happened to be the annual Lantern Festival, the time when the flow of people is the largest... Green-Clad Alliance... Chun Rongrong... Blood debts must be repaid in blood, but..." He sighed, his tone low.

"I may dislike some people in the government army, but that doesn't mean I have no feelings for my hometown..."

Upon hearing this, Han Yi fell silent.

The government troops wiped out the entire headquarters of the Green-Clad Alliance, and the number of those who died at the hands of artillery fire and Fang Jiulian was well over a thousand. Therefore, it was only natural that the Green-Clad Alliance would retaliate against civilians so severely after the return of its true powerhouses.

However, one's perspective is determined by their position.

While I understand, Hu Ping was born and raised here, and naturally has an emotional connection to Huayang City.

After such an incident, he would naturally regard the Green Cloaked Alliance as enemies.

For Han Yi's two senior brothers, Li Feng and Pan Sheng, the Green-Clad Alliance was a goal they were willing to strive for, serve, and repay a debt of gratitude to…

If Hu Ping and Li Feng were to meet one day, it is believed that a life-or-death struggle would inevitably ensue.

But for Han Yi…

Hu Ping was his close friend, and his two senior brothers had also been kind to him, even passing on the Green Robe Alliance's greatest inheritance to him...

What can he do? "..."

The air temperature was not high, and the tea was also quite cold.

A flame ignited in Han Yi's heart.

'They're not wrong; they each have their reasons. So... the fault doesn't lie with them, but with the world. I'm still not strong enough. If I were strong enough, I could completely correct this distorted and unjust world with my own hands!!'

He slowly made a decision.

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Gurgling.

The wheels turned slowly on the gravel road, and a continuous stream of black oxcarts drove into the manor from the mountains and forests.

The manor occupies a large area, surrounded by high black walls. Located in the suburbs, the area is quiet and desolate. From the nearby woods, the occasional mournful cawing of birds adds to the stillness.

This is the sound of the blackbird, a bird that lives only in remote, mountainous forests far from human habitation.

It was still dark inside the manor, even though the gates were open. There were no lanterns lit.

"Hurry up, move quickly, unload them all!" Manor butler Yang Lei shouted instructions.

He had thick eyebrows and big eyes, was tall and strong, with firm muscles and a huge chest as big as a gorilla.

The servants answered in deep voices and skillfully unloaded the tightly sealed wooden barrels from the cart.

Each wooden barrel was as tall as a person and very heavy; the sound of liquid sloshing around could be heard constantly as it was being moved and shaken.

A faint, metallic smell of blood wafted through the wooden barrel.

After all the wooden barrels were unloaded, everyone was panting and drenched in sweat.

"Alright, everyone go back and rest," Yang Lei urged.

The servants agreed and turned to leave.

Although they were extremely curious about what was in the barrel, after so many days, they had come to know one thing.

Curiosity killed the cat.

It wasn't that no one wanted to secretly open the wooden barrel and see what was inside.

But those who did this all disappeared the next day.

The housekeeper, Yang Lei, explained that he was taking the money home and quitting.

Who could believe such a ridiculous reason?

These days, where can you find a job with high pay, good benefits, and not too much work?

Although I have to get up early every day, once I finish this task, the rest of the time is really easy and I have nothing to do. Even if I were to work like a beast of burden, I would be considered a top-tier beast of burden.

So after a while, everyone understood.

Yang Lei seems easy to talk to on the surface; you can joke around, brag, and so on. But there's one thing you absolutely cannot cross.

Never be curious!

Do not be curious about exploring the open space behind the manor, which is hidden by a dense forest!

This is a prohibition that must absolutely not be violated!

"These peasants, they never learn their lesson..." Yang Lei snorted coldly as he watched them leave.

"If my studio weren't short-staffed, why would I need to hire outsiders to help..."

He shook his head and turned to walk towards the open space of the manor.

As the light gradually brightened, everything remained dim. After passing through the dense forest, a magnificent, vibrant red appeared behind us.

Vast expanses of red covered the entire field of vision.

The ground was covered in dark red blood, which flowed like a viscous river, bubbling and emitting an eerie color.

"Lei Zi, how many days' worth of supplies are you sending this time?" a voice rang out from the woods.

Footsteps followed the voice, revealing it to be Xu Chui, the deputy head of the Shadow Hall.

Yang Lei showed no surprise and sighed, "I calculated the current consumption of the meat field. The meat delivered today will only last for about two or three days at most. Now it should be the accumulation period of the meat field, and the daily consumption is much greater than before."

"Two or three days?" Xu Chui frowned. "No, that's still not enough. Now that we've finally encountered internal strife within the government forces and the blockade has been lifted, we need to take this opportunity to store up more."

This manor doesn't contain ordinary meat fields. It's Han Yi's only top-grade meat field, filled with Dragon King Whale meat.

Most of the monster meat available on the market is of low or medium quality. High-quality monster meat is extremely valuable and may even be unavailable even with money.

This meat field was something Han Yi had painstakingly obtained from Fang He back then.

There were concerns that moving the meat field would lower its quality. Therefore, this meat field remains located on the outskirts of Huayang City and has not been moved into the Moyou Valley.

A large portion of the Shadow Hall's personnel were also implicated in this matter and secretly stationed here. They were responsible for guarding and irrigating the meat fields and regularly harvesting the Dragon King whale meat, which was then transported to their base.

"The government troops had previously blocked most of the roads leading to the garrison, causing traffic disruptions. They were forced to collect supplies from the market, but simply buying from the market was expensive and could easily arouse suspicion."

The main problem is the low quality of the demon beast blood. Taking advantage of the fact that the garrison is currently preoccupied with other matters, I think we can send a message directly to the garrison, requesting them to slaughter a large number of high-quality demon beasts and transport in their high-quality blood for storage.”

Yang Lei made the suggestion.

If various strange creatures are placed on suitable monsters and planted in a suitable location, they will form a flesh field.

By continuously feeding the meat field, you can continuously harvest large amounts of the corresponding monster meat.

The food they feed them is usually blood.

Any kind of blood will do—dog blood, chicken blood, or even human blood—can grow into monster meat.

However, after long-term observation and practice, it was found that the higher the quality of the blood, the better the quality and quantity of the monster meat harvested.

In particular, the ten acres of meat fields in the manor are made from top-grade Basilosaurus, which undoubtedly have higher requirements for blood.

“I will discuss this with Yaohui and report to Master to see if we can find a way to send an extra batch while the government troops are lax.” Xu Chui nodded in agreement.

"Okay." Yang Lei nodded.

“By the way… Brother Chui…” He looked serious, glanced around a few times, and lowered his voice, “What I told you that day… did you notice?”

"You mean... that thing?" Xu Chui frowned, seeing his nervous look. "Could it be your imagination that I didn't notice?"

Seeing that Xu Chui seemed somewhat skeptical, Yang Lei became anxious: "Brother Chui, I would never lie to you!!! You have to believe me, I really saw a ghost that night!"

"Could it be that you've had too much to drink and your eyes are playing tricks on you?" Xu Chui laughed immediately. "Or maybe it's something like hanging out to dry. The lighting is dim at night, and with the wind, you might have misjudged it. It's hard to say."

"Impossible!" Yang Lei retorted immediately. "I know I'm weak, but I'm still a martial artist. What kind of alcohol could make me drunk? Besides, the place where I saw that ghostly figure was right in the middle of the meat field. What decent family would hang clothes out to dry in that spot?!"

"So what you mean is...?" Xu Chui frowned deeply.

"First, I suspect a thief was lurking in the meat field and was discovered by chance. Second..."

Yang Lei swallowed hard: "Perhaps I'm just seeing a ghost..."

"Shut up!" Xu Chui couldn't help but slap him on the forehead. "Have you gone stupid from practicing martial arts? You're a martial arts master, yet you're like an ignorant commoner, believing in all sorts of supernatural things?"

“But… Brother Chui, you know I would never lie to you…” Yang Lei said, sounding a little aggrieved.

"Hmm..." Xu Chui let out a long breath, put his hands behind his back, and paced back and forth on the path a few times.

He naturally believed Yang Lei.

Since being selected by the boxing academy and starting to learn martial arts, Yang Lei has been following him.

From the boxing academy to the shadow hall, to Qiyun Mountain, and now to Black Miasma Mountain…

Having known each other since childhood, Lei Zi would never lie to him.

Moreover, he knew Yang Lei well; he would never have shown such an expression unless he had truly witnessed the scene firsthand.

But seeing ghosts and monsters... isn't that a bit too fantastical?

Besides, Yang Lei saw it with his own eyes!

Yes, there are quite a few stories and legends about gods and ghosts.

There are stories like fox spirit beauties sacrificing themselves to repay a debt of gratitude, or green snakes risking their lives to gather herbs and save people.

But how could there be real ghosts and monsters?

At the very least, Xu Chui had lived for over twenty years and had never seen any ghosts or monsters. Besides, they were all martial arts masters with protective inner strength, so even if there were truly ghosts or monsters, they wouldn't dare approach them.

Therefore, it is most likely the first possibility.