Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 764 Coercion (Part Two)

"And that thousand-year... demonic calamity... the purpose of relocating the capital... was actually for this..." Han Yi's gaze became deep and unfathomable.

It wasn't that he didn't believe Tantai Xunzhen, but rather that what she said was truly too shocking.

If you were to mention any of these things, people would think you're crazy or insane; it's just a fantasy.

Han Yi stood up and walked to the window.

The sun was shining brightly, and the sky was high and clear. In the open space not far away, newly initiated disciples, led by their senior disciples, were shouting and kicking each other.

After Han Yi's reputation spread, the infamy of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect quietly dissipated by more than half within a few days. Sometimes, when a person stands at the highest peak...

The various evil deeds committed in the past will be considered as justified, in accordance with the rules, and a necessary path to success, and naturally, great scholars will defend them.

With the deliberate promotion by the three major families, the Myriad Beasts Sect has now become the largest righteous force in the Huayang area.

Therefore, when they heard that the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect was opening up its quota and recruiting a large number of disciples, they flocked to it.

Huayang City, along with more than a dozen surrounding small towns, sees a constant stream of disciples coming to seek apprenticeship every day.

From dawn till dusk, a long, winding queue formed outside the gate of Huahu Bieyuan.

Some people queued for three days and three nights before they even started registering their information.

He failed the entrance test and could only go home dejected and frustrated.

"Huh?" Han Yi glanced over and his gaze sharpened as he seemed to spot a familiar face among the bustling disciples.

The figure vanished in an instant, so fast that he almost thought he was seeing things or hallucinating.

but…...

I must have misread it...

Han Yi smiled and beckoned to the dutiful guards at the door.

"Summon the Vice Sect Master to come to me."

The disciple left quickly, his face filled with reverence.

This is a guard who was recently promoted. Yuan Ba ​​was also seriously injured in the Fan Hongchou incident and could not be saved.

Many familiar faces have passed away, but many new faces have joined.

Although their appearances were different, their fervent devotion to Han Yi remained unchanged. Soon, Vice Sect Master Zhong Han gracefully pushed open the door and entered.

"What's wrong? I have a lot of things to do." She looked at Han Yi with a puzzled expression.

The Myriad Beasts Sect is now rising again, and everything is being revitalized.

The numerous industries inherited from the three major corporations have yet to fill their staffing gaps, and apart from a few pillar industries, the rest are barely surviving.

Every moment of shutdown is equivalent to throwing tens of thousands of dollars into the ocean and only seeing a ripple.

Therefore, Zhong Han has been extremely stressed lately and hasn't had a proper rest for several days.

The feeling of making money.

Tired and happy.

"Hanhan, what do you think of the current situation of the Myriad Beasts Sect?" Han Yi suddenly asked.

"That's great. Making progress every day, rising steadily, it probably won't be long before we catch up to the peak of Jingtian Manor." Without thinking, Zhong Han asked, then asked疑惑地, "Why are you asking this? What happened this time?"

A woman's nature, coupled with her keen sixth sense.

Knowing Han Yi's personality well, she knew that he would never have such a serious expression over trivial matters.

"..."

Han Yi remained silent for a moment, but still didn't reveal the truth that Tantai Xunzhen had sent him.

Although Tantai Xunzhen had no reason or need to lie to him.

But this matter has far too many implications.

It's best to verify the information and confirm its authenticity before making a decision.

"Pass the word down..."

Han Yi hesitated for a moment, then said, "Activate the Zero Line, the Shadow Hall's elite, and be ready to provide support at any time."

"Number Zero?! Are you sure?" Zhong Han's expression changed. "This was someone we went through so much trouble to plant..."

"Some things need to be verified," Han Yi said solemnly. "I have a feeling that this will involve the life and death of our Ten Thousand Beasts Sect!"

“…I understand.” Zhong Han didn’t understand Han Yi’s intention.

Even though the situation was clearly very favorable and it was a crucial time for the development of the Myriad Beasts Sect, out of trust in him, he still nodded and made the arrangements.

Know yourself and the enemy, a hundred battles will never end.

This is a saying that Han Yi has always adhered to.

Intelligence channels were one of the most important aspects he considered in the development of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect.

The intelligence network of the Myriad Beasts Sect has grown to a dense, invisible spiderweb covering most of Yunzhou. Numerous forces, regardless of their good or evil intentions or relationships, have infiltrated it with their own spies.

Zero, the hidden informant, naturally represents the most important and crucial intelligence among all the information, and it is so valuable that it can only be used once, otherwise all the effort would be wasted.

In other words, Han Yi spent a huge amount of money to plant a secret agent in the Yuanmiao Sect.

By understanding the recent inside story of Yuanmiaozong's actions and matching them with the contents of the letter, one can naturally distinguish between truth and falsehood.

Unfortunately, this line had to be severed every time it was touched, just to be on the safe side and prevent Yuanmiaozong from discovering and pursuing the matter.

Watching Zhong Han's departing figure.

Han Yi sighed slowly; he didn't want what Tantai Xunzhen said to be true.

But if it's true.

Even he couldn't think of a solution for the time being.

……………

Huayang City.

Baiqiaofang, Huixiang Restaurant.

Inside the spacious private room.

Fatty Zheng was gnawing on a golden-brown, crispy roast suckling pig, his mouth dripping with oil.

A table full of dishes was laid out in front of him.

A plate with only chicken heads and tails remaining, a mountain of chicken, duck, and fish bones, and a huge pork hock with over a dozen teeth marks on it…

This is enough to show that this was originally supposed to be an extremely lavish banquet.

It's a pity it was ruined like this...

"Who?!"

Fatty Zheng's fan-like ears suddenly twitched, and he shouted loudly.

Its small eyes darted around, observing the surroundings like a frightened bird.

After a long while, there was still no movement.

"...Phew, it seems that after fleeing for so long, even I, Fatty, have become less courageous..." Fatty Zheng chuckled to himself as he continued his work on the roast suckling pig.

Its gaping maw opened wide, and its sharp teeth, stained with bits of flesh, bit down hard.

suddenly.

With a flick of his arm, half a pork rib was thrown out, chunks of meat and oil flying up and crashing down on the screen in front of him.

"You little thief! I, Fatty, am..."

At the same time, Zheng Pangzi, with his massive, mountain-like body and superhuman agility, burst forward in the blink of an eye. Bang!!!

The entire sturdy screen was instantly shattered into pieces.

"Really nobody's here?"

Fatty Zheng was taken aback; behind the screen displaying flowers, birds, and fish, there was no one.

clatter…...

Just then, he heard light footsteps behind him.

"Who?" Fatty Zheng's eyes flashed like lightning as he quickly turned around.

"Sir, it's me, it's me..." The waiter approached with a fawning smile, clearly having heard the commotion and come to investigate. "This... isn't cheap, sir, please take a look..."

The waiter pointed cautiously at the shards of the screen scattered on the ground.

The fat man in front of me is clearly no ordinary person.

In just one morning, we ate at least ten chickens, five fish, and two pigs! We practically emptied the restaurant's entire food inventory.

Even the old head chef in the kitchen suffered greatly; his arms were swollen and he couldn't straighten his back.

That's why he always waits at the door to prevent customers from skipping out on their bill.

These martial arts masters, who move with incredible skill, have a history of running away without paying for their meals.

"Is this enough?" Fatty Zheng impatiently tossed a huge gold ingot over. "Go away, don't bother me. Consider the rest a tip."

"Yes, yes, yes!!!" The waiter took a bite, and after confirming that it was real gold, he immediately beamed with joy. "Sir, please enjoy your meal! I won't bother you any longer."

"Wait a minute!"

The waiter was just about to leave when he was immediately stopped.

"Were you the only one at the door just now?" "Yes, sir." The waiter looked a little confused. "There was no one else."

“Hmm…” Fatty Zheng paused for a moment, then waved his hand. “Alright, go down now.”

The door to the private room closed gently.

Fatty Zheng plopped down, his expression still one of surprise and uncertainty.

He clearly sensed something was wrong, but then...

"You fatso, you seem to be having a really good time."

boom! !

Suddenly, a voice rang out next to Fatty Zheng, startling him so much that he wet himself and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Who? I, Fatty Zheng, am not someone to be trifled with..." Fatty Zheng roared in fury, waving his large, fan-like hand and slapping the source of the sound. But before he could even turn his head...

I suddenly felt my whole body lighten, as if I were floating, and I started dancing in mid-air.

"What? After all these years, you don't even recognize your old friend?" The black aura surged, like a giant iron clamp, firmly grabbing Fatty Zheng.

"You...you are...Brother Han...Brother Han?!" Fatty Zheng's mouth gaped open, not quite able to react for a moment. "It really is Brother Han, could it be that I, Old Zheng, have mistaken you for someone else?"

"You're not mistaken. It really is me." Han Yi gently set it down, a smile on his face. "Have you forgotten me?"

Among the newly initiated disciples that day, he vaguely saw an old friend from the past.

He initially thought he was seeing things.

But when he checked the information later, he found that he wasn't seeing things; the person really was his old friend.

Huang Jiu'er also joined the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect and became a brand new disciple.

Many years have passed.

The people who were thought to have died in the demonic calamity have reappeared.

Out of curiosity, Han Yi followed the clues and, based on the address left in the information, tracked down to Fatty Zheng's place.

“Forgetting… is of course impossible… but…” Fatty Zheng muttered to himself, still unable to believe it.

He naturally had a deep memory of Han Yi.

Back when he was an outer member of the Demon Hunting Association, responsible for acquiring materials from demon beasts, most of the leftover scraps were bought by Han Yi, which made him a small fortune.

There was also the experience of traveling together to Pingzhou Prefecture, and the escape and pursuit along the way.

It left an indelible mark on him, one he would never forget.

"Tell me about your experiences over the years," Han Yi said calmly, casually finding a chair to sit down. "Actually, it's nothing much... just fighting and killing..." Fatty Zheng's face twitched a few times, as if he were recalling something terrifying.

After a while.

Han Yi pondered for a moment: "So, the demonic calamity in Pingzhou was about to end and subside, but suddenly it erupted without any warning?"

"Not bad..." Fatty Zheng said with a wry smile, "The celebration banquet was all prepared, but that night... no one expected... my newly acquired seventh concubine... and the mansion I just bought at great expense..."

A hint of nostalgia flashed in his eyes, though it was unclear whether he was reminiscing about the former or the latter.

"I see..." Han Yi continued, "Regarding the timing... are you sure you saw a shooting star that night?"

“Many people saw it,” Fatty Zheng said frankly. “But everyone thought it was just a normal celestial phenomenon. With victory imminent, no one cared about these things.”

"Hmm." Han Yi nodded, lost in thought.

According to Tantai Xunzhen, the arrival of the calamity star and the influx of demonic energy will exacerbate the demonic disaster and further spread its reach.

The night that heavenly fire descended upon the world was indeed the beginning of a demonic calamity.

The demonic calamity that had been somewhat weakening in Pingzhou took this opportunity to spread again, which also matched the contents of the letter.

"Han..."

Fatty Zheng hesitated for a moment, sensing Han Yi's strength, and cautiously asked, "The Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, the overlord of the Huayang area, I've heard many stories about the sect leader... Could it be..."

The first thing he and Huang Ze did upon arriving in Huayang was...

Naturally, it was to gather intelligence about the surrounding area.

As the sect leader of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, he is the number one expert in Huayang.

Whether it was intentional inquiry or overheard by chance, the most common information was related to Han Yi.

Of course, Zheng Pangzi shared the same opinion as the others, believing that they were just people with the same name.

"You heard me right," Han Yi said calmly. "It's me."

Fatty Zheng fell silent.

I was momentarily stunned, my feelings were incredibly complicated, and I had absolutely no idea how to respond.

I am afraid that my brothers will suffer, and I am also afraid that my brothers will drive a Land Rover.

After several years apart, one was in dire straits, while the other prospered.

Some psychological imbalance is inevitable.

However, he was no ordinary person after all. He took a deep breath, and when he looked up again, his face was full of smiles.

"Congratulations! You've achieved so much in Yunzhou. I, Fatty Zheng, am incredibly fortunate to have a friend like you!!!"

Seeing Zheng Pangzi's behavior—not making any excessive demands under the guise of friendship, but simply expressing his feelings—a faint smile finally appeared on Han Yi's face.

"Fatty Zheng, as always, you're still so glib." He chuckled. "Alright, enough with the pleasantries. What are your plans for the future? If you just want to settle down temporarily, I can still put my word in Huayang City."