Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 652 Blood River

"What about Wang Qian and Liu Jingmin?" Qu Yang suggested. "Especially the former, who is intelligent and quick-witted, has excellent economic skills, is well-versed in various books, and is quite knowledgeable in the art of benevolent rule. He is a top-notch person."

Having learned from his previous experience, Liu Quan didn't even glance at him, and instead turned his gaze directly to Fan Hongchou.

Fan Hongchou pondered for a moment and said, "Why not focus on the local prominent families?"

"You mean... the Hu family, the Fang family, and the You family?"

“Not bad.” Fan Hongchou nodded slightly. “Especially the Hu family, they do things in a low-key manner, have excellent family traditions, and have a good reputation in the local area. There is also the pillar of the Hu family, Hu Guangxiang, who is currently serving in the prefectural city. Why not let him return to his hometown and take charge of the overall situation in Huayang?”

"Hmm..." Liu Quan closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, "What you said isn't wrong. Hu Guangxiang is a shrewd and detail-oriented person. He's a good candidate... but I'm afraid..."

"Forget it, given the current situation, he should know what's important and do his job well. Let him go... that's good, so he won't be like a weather vane, wavering back and forth. Let Huayang be led by the Hu family, with the other two families assisting from the side, that's how it is."

"The governor's calculations are absolutely brilliant," Fan Hongchou complimented.

Liu Quan immediately laughed: "We are all here to share Prince Sheng's worries and troubles, why be so polite? Now that Kou Hu has fallen, although some people have died, we are the ones who have the last laugh."

“That’s right,” Qu Yang chimed in. “The government army is currently leaderless. As long as Pavilion Master Fan successfully takes control and reclaims the border fortress, thus stabilizing the formation, we will have the confidence to renegotiate the terms with the Yuanmiao Sect.”

"If things proceed as originally planned... the martial arts academy, the literary academy, the martial arts examination, the civil service examination, and all sorts of other systems... the blood weapon that Prince Sheng spent years developing... if these are gradually implemented, in less than ten years, the Yuanmiao Sect will have no successors. At that time... a great situation..." "Alright, stop talking." Liu Quan decisively interrupted.

He felt that Qu Yang was a complete jinx.

However, any plan that is 100% guaranteed to succeed, once implemented or spoken of by Qu Yang, usually ends in a dismal failure.

“Hongchou, don’t deal with other matters during this time. Just stay in the prefectural city.” Liu Quan looked at Fan Hongchou. “As soon as Kou Hu’s death is confirmed, you must go there immediately to prevent someone else from taking over.”

"can."

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"Water...water!!"

Han Yi lay on the bed, his lips cracked, groaning softly.

"Yes, yes, there's water here." A gentle female voice quickly rang out. Immediately afterwards, streams of sweet water, like water with honey added, flowed into the mouth.

Han Yi immediately felt much better and fell into a deep sleep again.

In his hazy state, he seemed to feel a delicate hand gently touching his forehead.

Then, Zhong Han's voice rang out again.

"Mother, her temperature is a bit high; she seems to have a fever..."

"It must have been caused by the wound poison worsening... First, do as she said... go and gather that herb..."

"good…..."

Zhong Han's footsteps gradually faded away, and then the door slammed shut with a bang.

Silence returned to the room.

After an unknown amount of time, Han Yi slowly opened his eyes. "I..."

He tried to support himself with his arms, but found that he was weak and powerless, with no strength at all.

"I want to drink water..." He looked at the porcelain bowl filled with water on the cabinet next to him and instinctively felt a surge of thirst, his throat feeling like it was on fire.

He stretched out his arm, and his fingers barely touched the side of the bowl.

Then hook it forcefully...

Crash!

Unexpectedly, he underestimated the weight of the bowl and also underestimated his own strength.

The porcelain bowl shattered on the ground, and clear water gushed out along the shards, like white seashells in a stream, obstructing the flow of water.

Bang!

The moment the shattering sound rang out, the door was flung open.

"You're awake?!" Zhong Han exclaimed, her hair disheveled, her eyes bloodshot, her expression a mixture of surprise and delight.

"If you want water, just tell me. Why force yourself if you can't?" she said angrily.

Immediately, he helped Han Yi up and then fed him water.

After drinking several bowls of hot water, Han Yi finally regained some strength, felt much more refreshed, and the tearing sensation in his throat almost disappeared.

"How long have I been unconscious..." he said in a hoarse voice.

That day, after he came out of the manor, he was fine at first, but after saying only a few words, he felt dizzy and lost consciousness.

He regained consciousness several times during that period.

She knew that she had been taken back to the Nine Turns Sect's residence by the crowd and was being carefully taken care of.

But each time he woke up, he couldn't stay awake for long before another wave of dizziness would hit him, and he would fall back asleep. So, he wasn't sure how long he had been unconscious.

“Time…” Zhong Han frowned and thought for a moment. It seemed that she had forgotten the time because she was too tired from taking care of her.

"It's been about a month..." she replied uncertainly.

"A month?!" Han Yi's pupils contracted, startled. "I... how could this be... my injuries weren't that serious..."

Even now, he still doesn't quite understand.

He had clearly dealt with the Blood Demon successfully, and his injuries weren't serious; he hadn't experienced any other symptoms. So why was he unconscious for so long...?

"This matter... I don't know either." Zhong Han shook her head. "But the senior said it seems to be caused by a mutation triggered by the toxins in your body... For specifics, we'll have to ask her..."

Han Yi knew that the "senior" she was referring to was Chun Rongrong. During the time he was unconscious, he vaguely heard Zhong Han, Zhong Yunxiu, and Chun Rongrong discussing his injuries.

“Inducing…mutation…” Han Yi frowned.

He thought for a moment, then threw off the blanket covering him and looked down.

Sure enough, a large wound on the chest and abdomen, where the blood demon had stabbed and left poison, was covered with a layer of fine white hairs.

It gives off a feeling like the downy hairs on tentacles, with a slightly disgusting and eerie quality.

“This… could it be…” Han Yi murmured to himself, “that rift… another world…”

Although the toxins left on his body by the Blood Demon were quite troublesome, he had managed to suppress and block them thanks to his abnormal poison resistance.

If anything else happened after that, causing the toxin to mutate, without a doubt it was the world of the Blood Demon Clan within that rift… that river of blood, and the enormous eye on the crimson crystal…

"Junior brother... Junior brother?!" Zhong Han's soft call pulled Han Yi back to reality.

Seeing that Han Yi was in much better spirits, Zhong Han gave him a big smile: "It's good that you're awake. I'll go get your medicine now; it's time to take it. By the way, what would you like for lunch? I'll go prepare it for you."

"Huh?" Han Yi was taken aback. "Whatever. I'm fine with anything."

He glanced at Zhong Han; her clothes looked like they hadn't been changed for days, her face was covered in dust, and her large dark circles were impossible to hide.

Looking at myself again, my clothes were brand new, and my face and hands were clean, without a trace of dirt or grime.

The extent of the care and sacrifices made for him during his coma is unimaginable. Any adult knows the hardships and joys of caring for someone in need.

"You..." Han Yi felt a warmth in his heart, and wanted to say something, but changed his words at the last minute, "Thank you for your hard work..."

"It's alright... I'm glad you're alright..." Zhong Han's face flushed instantly, like a fiery sunset, as she hurriedly went out to get the medicine.

During this time, Han Yi began to close his eyes and examine his internal condition.

Just a moment later, he quickly opened his eyes, a bitter smile flashing across his face.

"This was truly a Pyrrhic victory... If it weren't for my strong self-healing ability, I might have actually perished at the hands of the Blood Demon... However, as long as the Blood River flows, the Blood Demon will never die, so whether he's truly dead or not... remains to be seen..."

His internal condition was a complete mess, a total chaos.

Numerous meridian misalignments lead to poor blood and qi circulation, resulting in muscle tears and hidden injuries, and even subtle displacement between bone joints.

These are just the superficially manageable areas; some unnoticed or unsolvable hidden injuries have yet to be addressed.

For example, the chest and abdomen area... those layers of white hair.

Han Yi gently touched it.

The texture was strange; it didn't feel like a physical entity growing on his body, but rather like some ethereal, ethereal creature.

But to the naked eye, it was indeed a layer spreading over the wound.

Han Yi took a deep breath and picked up a small knife beside him.

puff!

Bleeding.

After scraping off a layer of skin and flesh near the wound, the underlying muscles and fascia are exposed.

Strangely, there was no bleeding at all from the white hairy area of ​​the wound, and after cutting off a piece of white hairy skin, there were still layers of white hair underneath.

Moreover, the wound here doesn't hurt or itch, and I can't feel anything at all.

"Phew... This is getting really bad..." Han Yi put down the knife and felt the wounds on his chest and abdomen.

The white fur seemed to have been there naturally, so no matter what he tried, no external force could remove it.

In other words, the white hair that appeared on his body was naturally integrated with his body, so external forces had no effect on it, and his resistance to poison and the like had no effect on it either.

Fortunately, there was a ring of green herbal traces around the wound, which could suppress the growth and reproduction of white hair.

“This should be… the ‘medicine’ that Zhong Han was talking about…” Han Yi suddenly understood.

But since the damage wasn't immediately apparent, he was mainly at a loss and had no other options. He decided to treat the other wounds first.

He wasn't worried, because the injury was clearly caused by the "Strange Technique: Glazed Flame" from the Blood Demon's mouth.

He didn't believe that anything related to demons could kill him, as long as it had a control panel.

After calming his mind, Han Yi sat cross-legged and began to circulate his internal energy, slowly recovering from his injuries.

Not long after, after using the medicine Zhong Han brought and having lunch, Han Yi felt increasingly energetic and full of vitality.

Qi, blood, strength, blood vessels, and other vital energies begin to return to normal, accelerating the activation of the body's immune system.

Soon, in just one afternoon, most of the wounds on his body had healed, except for a layer of white hair growing on his chest and abdomen.

"These herbs... were they given to me by Chun Rongrong?" Han Yi asked Zhong Han.

“Yes… she said that the injuries on her body… other methods wouldn’t be very useful…” Zhong Han nodded.

"Where is she? I need to see her." Han Yi didn't want to lie down anymore.

Although he successfully resolved the meat field issue, he also left many questions unanswered, which urgently needed to be addressed.

Moreover, given his current injuries, further seclusion would be of no use.

Perhaps we should go out and think of a solution.

“Mother and the senior are together... to prevent any accidents,” Zhong Han said in a low voice.

"I see..." Han Yi immediately understood.

It's estimated that Zhong Yunxiu was afraid Chun Rongrong would cause trouble, so she had to keep an eye on her day and night.

After Han Yi got dressed, he quickly arrived at Zhong Yunxiu's house, led by Zhong Han.

"Master." Han Yi forced a bow.

"Xiao Yi, you're here." Seeing that Han Yi seemed to have recovered almost completely, Zhong Yunxiu quickly got up to check on his injuries.

"You're not fully recovered yet, please sit down first."

"Okay." Han Yi found an empty seat and sat down, staring at the other person in the room.

Chun Rongrong.

Her hair was now completely white, her skin was loose, and overall she seemed to have aged considerably since I first met her.

"There are some things I need to talk to you about alone..." Chun Rongrong suddenly spoke, opening her eyes to look at Han Yi.

“This…” Zhong Yunxiu was clearly in a dilemma.

She's been working tirelessly these past few days, isn't it all to prevent Chun Rongrong from causing trouble?

A person's reputation precedes them, and even though the other side hasn't shown any malice and has been extremely cooperative these past few days, no one dares to be careless when facing such a formidable villain.

"Don't worry... He is the successor of my Green Robe Alliance... I won't harm him..." Chun Rongrong said coldly, "Besides, if I wanted to harm him, you couldn't stop me."

"Master, Senior Sister, please go out first. I trust Senior." Han Yi also spoke up at the right time.

Left with no other choice, Zhong Yunxiu and the other two had to leave the house for the time being.

Han Yi and Chun Rongrong looked at each other for a while, but neither of them spoke.

"You are the successor chosen by the second and third sisters...?" Chun Rongrong couldn't help but speak first.

"Successor?" Han Yi shook his head. "No, I am not a true successor of the Green Robe Alliance."

He then recounted the story of Li Feng and Pan Sheng, the two true successors of the Green Robe Alliance.

“I don’t care about them.” Chun Rongrong shook her head. “You have the core key to the great formation, the sacred beast is by your side, the Myriad Manifestations True Technique, and the True Understanding of Beast Taming are all here with you… then you are the true successor of the Green Robe Alliance.” Han Yi’s forehead twitched, feeling a bit of a headache.

"Okay, I don't care what you think. But I want to know, how should these wounds be treated?"

He lifted his clothes, revealing the wound underneath, covered with layers of white hair.