Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 668 The Truth

"Zhang Ruoning...you're back again?" Han Yi narrowed his eyes, looking at her. "What, are you going to attack me too?"

"No, no, I came to help..." Zhang Ruoning shook her head frantically, like a fan, in a state of extreme panic.

Are you kidding me? Fight Han Yi?

She might as well find a rope and hang herself; at least she'd leave behind a whole corpse.

She had originally estimated that Han Yi was only slightly stronger than her, but now it seems they are not even on the same level.

"Come and help?" Han Yi was taken aback, but then he understood why.

It's likely that Zhang Ruoning surrendered to the government forces unwillingly, which explains his current situation of being in Cao Cao's camp but loyal to Liu Bei. But ultimately, this is a good thing.

What he lacks right now is a pillar of strength like Zhang Ruoning, who can stand alone.

Besides, he didn't care whether Zhang Ruoning had any ulterior motives or not.

When the time comes, we'll return to Black Miasma Mountain together, and under his very nose, if there are any conspiracies or tricks, we'll slap them to death.

"Then you'd better think it over. Right now, there's only one sect leader in the Nine Turns Sect. If you come here, you won't have as much power as before."

Han Yi paused for a moment, then kindly reminded him.

"The leader of the Nine-Bend Sect?" Zhang Ruoning glanced around and immediately noticed the metal waist tag hanging on Han Yi's waist.

That was originally part of Jingtian Manor, distributed among the heads of various courtyards as a mark of identity.

“Zhong Yunxiu…she passed the position to you…” she hesitated. “That’s right.” Han Yi nodded slightly.

This time, the library has been saved, so he is undoubtedly the rightful successor to the position of leader of the Nine Curves Sect.

"Also, I don't plan to stay long. If you want to help, then come along."

Although the operation went smoothly and the library was saved as planned, Han Yi did not intend to stay at Jingtian Manor.

Although Jingtianzhuang has a good location and complete facilities, the current Jiuqumen lacks the power to maintain and control it.

The main reason is the wanted poster that Jiuqumen carries.

He is a wanted criminal with a hefty bounty on his head.

Once it's done openly and honestly, it will definitely attract huge trouble.

Putting everything else aside, this time we've already offended the government troops and the Three Mountains Sect. There will definitely be people who, in order to curry favor with them, will act as bounty hunters and secretly cause trouble.

Of course, trouble came knocking, but it was no match for Han Yi.

But that doesn't mean others can be indifferent.

In particular, most disciples of the Nine Turns Sect have parents, wives, children, and other family members.

Those people were just ordinary people.

If someone uses them as leverage, as a tool for threats and bounties.

Even if Han Yi were to take action, it would be too far away for him to reach.

Therefore, as long as the Nine Turns Sect cannot shake off its wanted status, it can only operate in the shadows.

"Think it over before you come with me. Otherwise you'll regret it later and I'll have to clean house for you."

Han Yi, seeing Zhang Ruoning lost in thought, did not disturb her, allowing her to ponder in peace. "Everyone," he said, "this is a matter for the Jingtian Manor. Those who are not involved, please disperse immediately! If anyone remains obstinate after ten breaths, then they are none of my…"

He paused, then looked around.

"You're going against me, Han Yi, the leader of the Nine Curves Sect!"

As soon as Han Yi finished speaking, a great deal of hurried footsteps could be heard from all around as people retreated.

Are you kidding me? Why didn't they dare to move in the first place?

Isn't it just because they're afraid of Han Yi discovering their unusual movements and suffering a brutal retaliation?

Now that they've been told to leave, if they don't leave quickly...

That would be equivalent to an old man hanging himself, thinking he'd rather die than live any longer.

Suddenly, a large open space appeared around the library, making it much quieter and more spacious.

Han Yi stood with his hands behind his back, watching the figures retreating rapidly from various strange and dark corners, his expression calm.

He wasn't a bloodthirsty person, a tyrant who would readily behead people to suppress information.

The matter of the library cannot be sealed off or stopped.

Thinking of this, he turned and walked towards the library, needing to hurry.

Before all other forces receive the information and find a solution, handle all the aftermath.

Quick fight.

"You are... that kid from back then?" Old Fu slumped against the stairs, barely supporting himself, staring at Han Yi with wide-open eyes and a surprised tone.

After enduring such a long and arduous battle, his body, which had been forcibly strengthened under the influence of the secret technique, could no longer hold on and returned to its original withered old man appearance.

His body was even thinner and weaker than before. "That's right, it is me," Han Yi said with a smile. "I vaguely remember that I used to stay with you and ate quite a few meals here."

"..."

Mr. Fu remained silent for a moment.

He looked at Han Yi's calm face, then at the mess outside the building, and at Chen Ying and Li Zhonghao, who were tied up like dumplings.

These two are grandmasters with considerable reputations throughout Yunzhou.

In addition, there were the three tigers of the government army.

There are five grandmasters here!

That was solved by one person?

Even now, Mr. Fu is still somewhat bewildered and hasn't quite come to his senses.

This is simply a fantasy.

One person taking on five grandmasters single-handedly. Even if these five grandmasters attacked one by one, the sheer physical exertion alone would be more than one person could handle.

Normally, he would listen to such stories as if they were fiction.

In comparison, he was many generations older than Han Yi.

At his age, he's practically wasted his life.

Not only him, but also the Grand Secretary and Gongsun Jing were equally astonished, unsure of what to say.

"Cough...cough..." Old Fu coughed a few times, chuckled dryly, picked up the pipe next to him, and prepared to take a puff.

Snapped.

The pipe was snatched away.

"Your injury hasn't healed yet, you can't smoke!"

It was Zhong Han, whose face showed a hint of anger.

"It's just a minor injury, one puff won't hurt," Old Fu said cautiously. "Just one puff..."

"Not even a single puff, take good care of your injuries." Zhong Han took the pipe and turned to treat the injuries of the others.

"I..." Old Fu was on the verge of tears, and could only smack his lips dryly.

"Alright, Mr. Fu, we can talk about it when we get back. Let's hurry up." Han Yi smiled when he saw the aggrieved look on his face.

Everyone then seemed to snap out of their daze, busily tidying up and treating their wounds.

Once the group had regained some strength and were able to move freely, they began to move books from the library under Han Yi's arrangement.

Before long, Zhang Ruoning seemed to have come to a realization, and led dozens of her disciples from Mingfeng Academy to join her in helping.

In fact, she had no choice at all.

Since choosing to side with Jingtian Manor, she had only one option. With the addition of the Mingfeng Courtyard group, the overall relocation progressed even faster.

Han Yi's plan this time is to take everything he can from the library and Jingtian Manor.

Buildings and infrastructure that you can't take with you will remain here.

These inanimate objects, at most, will only suffer some wind and rain, nothing serious.

Once the gate is locked, given his reputation, even the most foolish thieves and petty thieves wouldn't dare to come in.

Time passed slowly, and soon, a convoy of dozens of carriages slowly drove away from Jingtianzhuang.

Han Yi led the way, sitting at the very front of the convoy, with Xiao Yue and a large pack of wolves escorting them in the surrounding fields.

The convoy gradually moved further and further away, slowly making its way towards the Jiuqumen encampment under the watchful eyes of many hidden eyes.

No one dared to stop them. They could only watch them leave.

Jingtianzhuang, Huahu Lake, and a small pavilion by the lake.

"Your friend is truly remarkable..."

Hu Liuyun, dressed in a black and red official robe and wearing an official hat, looked dignified and full of admiration.

“I knew he was destined for great things, but I never imagined he would accomplish such a great feat.”

Standing in the pavilion, gazing into the distance, one feels the same emotions.

"Strong in ability, yet patient and discreet. He doesn't act unless absolutely necessary, and when he does, it's a clean kill, leaving no loose ends," Hu Liuyun remarked. "Ruthless and merciless, if he doesn't kill you in one strike, he'll retaliate tenfold. This kind of opponent is simply terrifying..."

He had just witnessed what happened in front of the library.

My heart was surging with emotion, and I still can't forget it.

Standing aside, he smiled without saying a word. "Fortunately, this young man values ​​loyalty and righteousness. He risked great danger and exposed his strength to save the Nine Turns Sect and preserve the Jing Tian Manor's flame, which is enough to show his loyalty," Hu Liuyun commented.

Having served as an official for many years, he possesses a keen eye for talent and is adept at recognizing people, confident that his judgment of character is infallible.

“Ping’er, when befriending this person, you cannot do so with external things such as benefits or money. Only with feelings and sincerity can you win his true friendship.”

He smiled and said, "I understand, Father. My relationship with Brother Han is genuine."

"Yes, I trust you to do things."

Hu Liuyun nodded and sighed, "It's just that your friend has caused quite a stir this time... No one in the Huayang City area can control him. But this world is very, very big..."

"What's wrong, Father?" he asked in a low voice. "Has everything been settled in the prefectural city...?"

"Frost stains the mortal world, white hair knows no sorrow..." Hu Liuyun sighed, "I heard that a big shot from the Dark Star Pavilion has been parachuted in... to oversee all matters concerning the government army..."

"How is this person?"

"I don't know..." Hu Liuyun shook his head. "This time, the governor finally gained the upper hand, so the people he sent must be brave and capable, daring to take drastic measures and sweep away all who dare to oppose him... Fortunately, the old man also came back with him... With him around, at least the Hu family is safe..."

Listen quietly, without saying a word.

The governor represents roughly the same power as the entire Yunzhou.

No matter how strong an individual is, compared to the level of a governor.

This is undoubtedly like an ant trying to shake a tree; it's not worth mentioning.

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The sixteenth year of Emperor Xuanwen's reign.

The death of Kou Hu, the commander-in-chief of the Yunzhou Prefecture army, in an attack alarmed the imperial court.

Emperor Wen ordered a thorough investigation into the matter and posthumously awarded Kou Hu the title of Grand Protector and the posthumous name of "Marquis Wu Huan".

Meanwhile, personnel changes occurred in Yunzhou.

Fan Hongchou, serving as the commander-in-chief of the government army, rushed to Huayang overnight to investigate the cause of Kou Hu's death.

Hu Guangxiang was appointed Prefect of Huayang and assisted in investigating this matter.

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Huayang City, West Market.

"Scholars who are involved in the trend of learning... those who are not involved are said to be outside the mainstream... those who possess both wisdom and courage are said to be both..."

A school with red bricks and green tiles, within its low walls, echoes with the clear voices of children reciting their lessons. The school itself is small, but the characters on the plaque above the entrance are quite large.

The four large gold and red characters above read "Xunzhen Academy".

Tantai Xunzhen sat quietly on the stone bench, feeling peaceful and comfortable, with a calm and relaxed expression.

A rosewood tree nearby stretched out its branches, completely covering the stone table and benches below, creating a shadow.

How long has it been since she enjoyed such a peaceful and tranquil life?

Tantai Xunzhen slowly closed his eyes.

A gentle breeze caressed my face, the sound of leaves falling, the sound of reading aloud, and even the distant shouts of vendors from the street outside.

It made her feel incredibly peaceful and her heart was filled with tranquility.

She didn't want to accept her fate.

Even though she was originally a member of the Tantai family.

She was in immense pain over her surname, her bloodline, her origins…

Even though she could command the wind and rain and wield power with just a wave of her hand.

If possible, she would rather be an ordinary person.

Unfortunately, she couldn't do it.

Therefore, she had no choice but to run away.

Escape the capital, escape the family, escape that bloody vortex filled with power, desire, and strength.

She didn't want to see her blood brothers and sisters kill each other.

She didn't want to see her harmonious and happy parents and relatives turn against each other.

She couldn't bear to see her close friends, whom she considered like sisters, treated like indifferent strangers.

But…...

Many things, you can't simply choose not to do just because you don't want to...

Tantai Xunzhen sighed and gently opened her eyes.

Before I knew it, there was another person in front of me.

"Xunzhen, you're overthinking things again." Wang Yunkai stroked his beard and shook his head, his tone helpless.

"Teacher, I just don't understand..." Tantai Xunzhen said with a bitter smile, "Why... why are there always people who force me... force me to do things I don't want to do? Don't they know in their hearts that it's completely meaningless?"

"Because there are some things that only you can do." Wang Yunkai looked at the woman in front of him, who was about the same age as his granddaughter, and sighed softly.

"Some things are destined from birth. If you don't do them, what will become of all living beings?"

"Teacher!" Tantai Xunzhen said, his voice trembling with emotion. "The common people, the common people, everyone only cares about this, but who has really considered my thoughts? The world is so big, with so many extraordinary people and so many reclusive elders, why don't they step forward and think of a solution?"

"Do you think those predecessors didn't want to solve the problem once and for all?" Wang Yunkai said in a deep voice. "People say that the bloodline families are secretly suppressing martial arts and want to completely sever the martial arts lineage."

But who could know the true truth from a thousand years ago…?