Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 672 Reunion (Part 3)

If Han Yi were here, he would give up the place at a glance.

It was none other than Zhang Qiong, the Palace Master of the White Pattern Palace, the sixth palace of the Myriad Flowers Palace, whom he had just fought.

A small, crimson beast still perched on her shoulder, with a patch of snow-white on its belly and jet-black eyes. It looked similar to the one she had seen at first, only differing in size.

"Dust and Smoke. I know you're inside. Come out and see me!" Zhang Qiong shouted again, but he didn't move an inch, not daring to cross the line even slightly.

It's as if the beautiful flower field before me is as terrifying as a raging flood.

The voice, imbued with genuine strength, traveled far and wide, lingering long after it bounced off the cliff and echoed continuously throughout the flower field. "Zhang Qiong... what's wrong with bothering me now...?"

After a long while, a woman responded from inside. Her voice was beautiful and languid, as if she had just woken up.

“Oborozuki is dead… I need your help.”

Zhang Qiong took a deep breath and said resentfully.

"Longyue is dead? Impossible! I gave it a tonic made from a mixture of thirty-six powerful tonics. Once activated, it can protect itself as long as it doesn't encounter an opponent a level higher!"

The voice startled him, revealing a hint of surprise.

"Would I lie to you? I've made an enemy this time. If I don't act now, they might come knocking on my door!"

"Huh, even you can get taken advantage of?" the woman asked in surprise.

As soon as she finished speaking, the flower field trembled, and a figure suddenly appeared. From the moment she appeared in the middle of the flower field to the moment she stood before Zhang Qiong, it was only a blink of an eye. The woman was dressed in a blue palace dress, with a graceful and alluring figure. She wore a white veil, and her eyes faintly shimmered with a purple light, giving her an awe-inspiring presence.

"You just wanted to avenge your brother, so why are you in such a sorry state?"

The woman could tell at a glance that Zhang Qiong's internal energy was depleted and his vital energy was severely damaged.

"Don't even mention it! That little thief was so cunning; he tricked me with all sorts of schemes!" Mentioning it only made Zhang Qiong angrier.

The thought of how she had unleashed her ultimate move only to have Han Yi take advantage of the situation and escape without a trace filled her with immense frustration.

"I heard that Young Master Baiyu wasn't with you? The two of you couldn't even take down the other side?" Chenyan asked in surprise. "It can't be that bad. That title of 'Human-Beast Demon' is just intimidating and a rumor. In reality, it's just so-so."

“Zhang Baiyu?” Zhang Qiong’s face darkened immediately. “Don’t even mention it. Those women went to watch the battle, but they were scared by that person and have been in seclusion ever since, seeking a breakthrough opportunity.”

She and Zhang Baiyu were actually on orders from Grand Palace Master Xu Feihong to go to Jingtian Manor to observe the battle but not to interfere.

It was her own decision to cause trouble for Han Yi, wanting to avenge her brother and regain the face she had lost.

Of course, the plan didn't succeed, so she couldn't go into the details.

"Then why did you come to me? I'm not as strong as Young Master Baiyu. If even he admits he's no match for me, there's no point in me going," Chenyan said calmly.

"Don't worry, I've made all the necessary preparations," Zhang Qiong said in a deep voice. "This boy has no achievements in martial arts; he relies solely on the powerful defensive strength brought by his bloodline."

Speed ​​and reaction time are just average; he's agile and quick, able to dodge and maneuver within a small area, but his pure speed is only so-so. The fact that he has a sacred beast, the Ice Wolf, which he acquired from an unknown source, by his side, allowing him to control a pack, makes his overall strength seem stronger.

Most importantly, this guy is ruthless and doesn't know his own strength. He often does things that eliminate all traces of his enemies, and he's offended more than just me... So, this time, you and I are just supporting characters.

"What? There are others joining forces to deal with this?" Chen Yan suddenly became interested.

“That’s right, Mingyu Sect contacted me… I’ve already agreed.” Zhang Qiong nodded slightly. “Their target is a close friend of Han Yi. They only ask that we stall Han Yi and then work together to deal with this kid.”

"Mingyu Sect...?" Chenyan's pupils dilated slightly. "Are you sure? The entire Mingyu Sect is a bunch of people who only care about money and not life. Would they really do something for you just because of a personal grudge? Don't let yourself be sold out without even knowing it."

As a top power in Yunzhou, Wanhua Palace, especially with its members like Chenyan who are skilled in poisons, has frequent exchanges with the assassin organization Mingyu Sect.

Therefore, Chen Yan was well aware of the Mingyu Sect's way of doing things.

"Don't worry, it was the sect leader of Mingyu Sect who contacted me personally..." Zhang Qiong said with a smile. "It is said that the person next to Han Yi is a traitor of Mingyu Sect. The two of them worked together to ambush and kill the two tower masters, Snake Vulture and Fiend Pig."

The sect leader of Mingyu Sect was furious about this and resolved to pay a heavy price to personally kill this fiend. Therefore, he came to me to discuss cooperation.

"As long as you know it, that's fine. The Mingyu Sect is cunning, treacherous, and has done many dirty things." Chen Yan nodded.

"In particular, many of them will deliberately discuss cooperation, but in reality they have already sold you out and stabbed you in the back."

"Alright, stop nagging, I know what I'm doing. Consider this my trouble to ask you to come out of seclusion, are you going or not?" Zhang Qiong was getting impatient with the constant questioning. "If Miss Zhang has something to do, how could I dare not help..." Chen Yan smiled, a sly glint in her eyes, "I can help you, but it won't be free for me to do it."

"I knew you'd say that..." Zhang Qiong shook her head helplessly. "Here, take this. In exchange for one more action from you, that's enough."

She took something out of her bosom and handed it over.

"Poison Swamp Master, where did you find this?" Chen Yan's eyes lit up the moment she saw it, and she couldn't put it down.

What she held in her hand was a strange creature that looked like a toad.

Its back, head, and entire body were covered with dense, fine, hollow yellow-black bumps, and its abdomen was covered with countless black insect eggs that looked like black pinholes.

These insect eggs were all black, and through their slightly shiny shells, one could see that they were filled with a thick, disgusting pus-like fluid. Some of the eggs had already broken open, revealing half of their tadpole-like bodies. "These things cost me quite a bit," Zhang Qiong said with a smile, though her expression showed some pain.

She spent a lot of money to ensure that she could kill Han Yi in one go.

But as long as I can vent my anger and avenge being tricked, I can accept it.

"Okay, I'll help you out. When do we start?" Chen Yan was in a good mood and immediately agreed.

"I'm waiting for news from Mingyu Sect. I also need time to recover. Last time I used a powerful divine ability, but that kid managed to escape. It's truly hateful." This was the first time in Zhang Qiong's life that she felt so frustrated.

"Alright, just let me know when you're ready, I'm on standby." Chen Yan nodded.

"You should also take this seriously. This boy is quick-witted and meticulous, but also suspicious and fickle. I'm afraid that if he discovers us, we won't be able to catch him," Zhang Qiong warned. "It's alright. I've recently made a breakthrough in the art of poison, creating a new 'Five Poisons Flame Array.' It's stealthy and silent, with a vast coverage area. It's most effective against bloodline families like the Beast Demon Han Yi, who rely on external resources. Even if we can't destroy his bloodline, we can suppress it and reduce his strength."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Qiong's eyes lit up.

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The sky was clear and the clouds were light. A beam of light shone through the leisurely white clouds, and the golden sunlight pierced through the gaps in the clouds, illuminating large areas of fog and dust.

Zhang Ruoning stood at the entrance of the council hall, her expression hesitant and her steps faltering.

The light was blocked by tall buildings, and only half of it shone on her face, making her appear half-lit and half-shadowed, as if she were preoccupied with something on her mind.

Time passed little by little, and I don't know how much time had passed.

The light shifted, gradually completely obscuring her figure. Thump.

Zhang Ruoning was suddenly startled awake and glanced around.

They noticed that the "Nine-Bend Gate" plaque hanging on the archway not far away was being slowly removed by several people, their intentions unclear.

She pursed her lips tightly and finally made a decision.

She sighed deeply as she looked directly at the entrance to the council chamber.

Having experienced betrayal before, she and all her disciples, including Mingfengyuan, suffered greatly during this period.

For a traitor, especially someone like her who constantly shifts her allegiance, no one may say anything on the surface, but deep down, contempt is inevitable.

Sometimes, arguments even escalate into sarcastic remarks and sarcasm, which is quite common.

But the facts are there; it has already happened and been done.

Helpless and unable to refute, she and her group from Mingfeng Courtyard could only silently endure, unable to integrate.

Perhaps this is the punishment for my wavering stance...

Zhang Ruoning smiled bitterly, just about to take a step forward.

"Director Zhang, what are you doing standing outside? Come in and sit down." The man's voice was calm, composed, and even, giving people a sense of security from the bottom of their hearts.

Zhang Ruoning suddenly looked up and happened to see the top of the council chamber.

At this moment, the chairs on both sides of the council chamber were already full of people.

Han Yi sat upright in the highest seat, dressed in black, with a calm and composed expression, exuding an air of authority without anger.

Many eyes turned to follow the words spoken.

Standing at the door, Zhang Ruoning felt as if she were naked, completely exposed to everyone's gaze. The stares held a mix of disdain, pity, and regret, but none of them were welcoming.

Zhang Ruoning's eyes darted around, her body tense, and she seemed at a loss, unsure of what to do.

The gazes of the crowd were like sharp swords, constantly piercing her heart and binding her limbs, making it difficult for her to move.

"Please sit wherever you like. We're all family, so don't be shy," Han Yi said with a smile, seemingly noticing her embarrassment.

"Thank you." Zhang Ruoning thought to herself, her eyes filled with gratitude. She found an empty seat and sat down casually, looking a little flustered.

"Alright, everyone's here. This is our first formal meeting. Please feel free to speak your mind," Han Yi said, scanning the room.

To be honest, apart from the brief meeting at the library, this was the first time he had officially met everyone.

Elder Fu and the Grand Secretary sat in the front row, looking at him expectantly. In the other seats, Zhong Yunxiu and Gongsun Jing also wore smiles.

Zhang Ruoning sat alone.

The rest were elites from within the sect, such as Zhong Han, Tao Yaohui, and Gongsun Di.

Although the relationships between the people are not necessarily harmonious, and some even have conflicts with each other.

But no matter who it was, they were completely convinced and had no objections to Han Yi sitting above them and leading everything.

They successively saved Zhong Yunxiu, Gongsun Jing, Grand Secretary Fu, and the legacy of the library...

Han Yi was the rightful and undisputed successor, regarded by everyone as the last hope of Jingtian Manor.

It's fair to say that even Zhao Ziyang in the past didn't gain this much recognition.

Even today, Han Yi's prestige is still unmatched. The group exchanged glances, and the elder brother smiled and said, "Sect Leader, it's your turn to call the shots now. Why don't you name a topic first, and we can brainstorm and discuss feasible solutions?"

Han Yi remained silent for a while, quietly observing everyone.

Seeing that it was almost the same, it had gathered most of the remaining power of Jingtian Manor, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of emotion.

once Upon a time.

Who would have thought.

The inconspicuous outer disciple of Jiuqu Academy who blended into the crowd has gradually grown to the position equivalent to the master of Jingtian Manor.

In charge of everything.

Moreover, he must be chosen; only he can take on this role.

Without hesitation.

A blazing flame began to slowly rise in Han Yi's heart, growing stronger and stronger until it exploded into flames.

He knew that this was power and authority.

The ambition and desires it brings.

To be fair, his character is neither particularly good nor bad.

It can be described as neutral.

When he sees someone suffering or in trouble, he will do his best to help within his power and capabilities.

When faced with thorny problems or external pressures, if he truly cannot resolve them, he will also back down and swallow his pride.

Then one day, a gentleman will take revenge even after ten years, sharpen his claws and teeth, and repay tenfold, a hundredfold, a thousandfold.

Some say he is ruthless, some call him treacherous and cunning, while others praise him for his tit-for-tat approach.

Actually neither.

He is who he is, he is Han Yi.

He adheres to only one principle: I will be good to those who are good to me, and I will repay those who harm me tenfold.

That's it.

This has nothing to do with good or evil, nor with right or wrong.

He was not a saint who was without desires, pure in spirit, and without any thoughts or desires.

However, for him, who had a greater purpose, those distracting thoughts and desires were all suppressed and turned into spiritual waste.

He had a purpose: to live a peaceful and stable life in this world.

This world is far too vast and far too dangerous, teeming with extraordinary individuals and masters. Even with his current strength, enough to dominate a city, he is still insignificant in the grand scheme of things, even within a state or a nation.

He had a purpose: not only to survive himself, but also to ensure that everyone he loved and who loved him lived well.

It should be a time to be open and aboveboard, to be free and at ease, instead of living a humiliating and pathetic life as it is now, being wanted, hidden away, and forced to live in a remote mountain valley.

He also had a goal: to change the world, to change this world where survival and reproduction are extremely difficult for ordinary people…

Those alien races that harbor extreme malice towards humanity, whether they are demons or any other kind of nonsense, one day he will crush them one by one with his own hands!