Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter Sixty-Six Strange Sounds at Midnight

After teaching A Qiu, Han Yi went straight back to his room.

This was nothing more than a whim he acted on a whim.

Although the Crimson Flame Sect has a prohibition against passing on its martial arts techniques to outsiders, that only applies to internal sect martial arts techniques, and the 'Mountain Crushing Fist' is not included in this list.

Moreover, the 'Mountain-Crushing Fist' is merely a mortal-level martial art. Even if mastered to its highest level, it would only place him at the Bone Refining stage, rendering it useless to Han Yi. Why not put it to good use and give it to someone who needs it…?

If A-Qiu can master the art and unite the thieves and beggars in the neighborhood, he could become a considerable force...

Knock, knock, knock. Just as Han Yi was deep in thought, someone suddenly knocked on the door.

"Enter!"

Squeak

Then the manager of Fulinlou Restaurant walked in.

"Lord Han, I have received a reply to your message," the shopkeeper said with a broad smile.

This morning, before leaving home, Han Yi asked the shopkeeper to deliver a message to Pan Sheng and Li Feng.

"What did they say?"

"After you left, Lord Pan came over, but he waited for you for a long time and left. He told me to tell you that the sect's small competition is in a few days and he has assigned tasks. He will come to find you after he finishes his work. He told you to stay here in peace. As for the attack, he has already reported it to the elder of the External Affairs Hall for you."

"Then, Lord Li Feng asked me to deliver a letter to you. Please keep it safe." After saying this, the shopkeeper handed Li Feng's letter to Han Yi.

"I see, you go down."

After taking the letter, Han Yi said calmly.

After the shopkeeper left, Han Yi opened the letter, which didn't say anything.

Li Feng also told Han Yi to stay at Fulinlou for the time being. He also told Elder Li, the clan leader, about the assassination attempt and promised to get justice for Han Yi. As for Han Yi's accommodation, he had already arranged for someone to coordinate it. They would meet again after the sect's minor competition.

"It seems the sect competition is just around the corner, and there's a lot going on lately..." Han Yi pondered Pan Sheng and Li Feng's replies.

Indeed, this sect competition is said to be the largest in the history of the Crimson Flame Sect, and it will inevitably attract the attention of the entire sect.

Now, only Han Yi, a prospective inner disciple, is left with nothing to worry about!

Let's rethink the plans for the next few days! Right now, the entire Crimson Flame Sect is busy with the sect's small competition, and I'm afraid the investigation into the assassin will ultimately come to nothing.

However, Bai Sanren is an old and experienced man; perhaps we can get some information from him.

Furthermore, regarding the tasks of the Extraordinary Affairs Bureau, although absorbing Yin energy can increase one's Yuan Power and lifespan, these are all empty promises until the tasks are completed.

When carrying out a mission, one must not be greedy for quick success or act rashly. One must act according to circumstances, proceed slowly and steadily, and only those who persevere to the end will be the winners!

Oh, and we also need to be careful not to reveal the existence of the system...

With a multitude of thoughts churning in his mind, Han Yi fell into a deep sleep before drifting off to sleep.

"...immortal"

"It is... what is called..."

As I slept, in the middle of the night, a rustling sound suddenly came from outside the window. "What's that sound?"

Han Yi suddenly woke up, opened his eyes, and sat up.

He quietly got out of bed, opened the window crack, and looked outside.

It was the time of rooster's crow, a time of utter stillness, the hour when the yin energy was at its strongest. Outside the window, there was an impenetrable darkness.

But suddenly, several lights appeared in the darkness, and at the same time, a faint, mosquito-like chanting could be heard.

Han Yi stared intently and listened carefully, finally discovering something strange.

Behind Fulinlou is a small alley. At this moment, a group of ordinary people dressed in different clothes, carrying lanterns or candles, are quickly passing through the alley, followed by a man and a woman, one tall and one short, dressed in black and white stripes.

"The spirit of the valley never dies; it is called the mysterious female… The spirit of the valley never dies; it is called the mysterious female…."

In the darkness, the faces of these people were somewhat blurred, but their eyes shone with an eerie light.

They kept repeating these two sentences, their tones and accents different, but the constant repetition of the same words made the sentences seem to have a magical power, driving people crazy with their irritation!

"That is?"

Han Yi's eyes widened suddenly. He quietly left the window crack, not daring to look any longer.

Before he knew it, a large amount of cold sweat was pouring down his forehead, and goosebumps had spontaneously erupted all over his body!

After reaching the Blood Refining stage, Han Yi's five senses became much sharper, and he recognized some of the people in that group earlier!

Mr. Yang, who sells mutton soup, Aunt Feng from the Jinxiu Cloth Shop next door, and even the waiter from Fulinlou who had argued with A Qiu that morning were all in the queue!

Although their appearances were the same as those in Han Yi's memory, at this moment, they all had fanatical expressions and devout looks, which was completely unlike what Han Yi usually saw!

What's going on with them?

What evil spirit has possessed us?

Or do they follow some kind of religion?

Han Yi lay on the bed, lost in thought.

The team had just flashed by, but Han Yi had observed that the team, including the two leaders in the front row, consisted of ordinary people with a value of '1~3'.

But that's what's truly terrifying.

According to the laws of the Great Xuan Dynasty, apart from the "Stone Buddha Temple" and the "Xuanzhen Sect," all other shrines and temples that were considered illicit or obscene were prohibited. In other words, anything other than the "Stone Buddha Temple" and the "Xuanzhen Sect" was considered a heretical sect!

Having memories of his past life, he knew best how destructive this cult could be once it developed!

But this is not something a mere Blood Refining stage martial artist like me can handle...

When the sky falls, someone tall will naturally step up to hold it up.

This kind of cult is something that the Wang family, the Huang family, the Qianye Sect, and the Chiyan Sect should deal with.

But with such a big commotion, didn't the authorities notice anything at all?

With this question in mind, Han Yi drifted off to sleep again.

"Hey, Grandpa Han, finished eating? Take care on your way!"

The waiter sweeping at the entrance saw Han Yi get up and fawned over him.

"Thank you so much, Uncle Han, thank you so much, Uncle Han..."

Han Yi casually gave him a few copper coins, and the waiter happily kept bowing.

"It looks no different from usual..."

Han Yi recalled the image of that person from last night, holding a candle and looking strange.

But while eating, he kept looking around, but couldn't find a single clue.

This made him wonder if he had been hallucinating late last night because he was in a daze.

But how could this happen to a martial artist in the Blood Refining stage with such energy?

Han Yi rubbed his temples, no longer dwelling on the matter. He slung the Xuan Tie Sword over his shoulder and walked out of Fu Lin Lou.

He walked towards the west gate of Anyan City, preparing to wait for Bai Sanren and Qianxue to carry out the first mission of the Strange Affairs Bureau.