Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 918 The Myriad Phenomena School (Part 3)

"It's good that you understand, junior brother. Even the best swimmers can drown. Maintaining a sense of awe will allow you to go further."

Chunhui was very satisfied with Han Yi's performance and smiled, "But junior brother, don't be afraid. After you officially start cultivating the Four Seasons Demon Blade, follow the steps and enter the Lightning Cave step by step. You will find that there is actually no danger."

"Thank you, Senior Sister." Han Yi bowed in thanks.

"You're welcome." Chunhui shook her head. "Speaking of this, I should be the one thanking you. Junior brother traveled thousands of miles from the Central Plains, braving all the dangers along the way... to personally bring back Aunt's ashes. Let them return to their roots. In the end... we owe you a huge favor."

As she said this, she turned her body slightly to the side and lowered her head, not letting Han Yi see her face.

"There is no question of anyone owing anyone anything," Han Yi said in a deep voice. "Since it was something I promised to do, I should complete it myself."

"This is already very good..."

After a long while, Chunhui slowly raised her head, her face showing a hint of sorrow, her eyes slightly red and swollen, as if she had just shed tears.

"Sometimes... being able to keep your promises and carry them out is already a remarkable achievement..."

Her voice was low and melancholic, with an indescribable bitterness and resentment, as if she were implying something.

"..."

Han Yi didn't know what to say for a moment, so he could only stand there quietly.

Clang... clang... clang...

A melodious bell suddenly rang out from the main hall. "It's time for morning lessons. Let's go together. Don't keep Uncle Mu waiting too long." Chunhui turned around and walked towards the main hall. "If there's time after morning lessons, I'll take you to see the Thunder Cave."

"it is good."

Han Yi nodded and quickly followed.

He had only taken a few steps when he suddenly stopped.

Looking behind me.

Han Yi could vaguely sense that there was a gaze watching him from behind, like a shadow following him.

There was no malice in that gaze; it was simply looking at him, yet it contained a complex emotion that he couldn't suppress.

The open space behind the ice cave.

It is a semi-circular cemetery surrounded by wisps of white mist.

In the hazy white mist.

A newly erected tombstone, half-hidden, half-revealed. The soil, damp with moisture, swayed in the wind; a white veil fluttered in the breeze; and neatly arranged offerings of fruits and vegetables lay on the ground…

And the name in red cinnabar on the tombstone.

This is clearly Chun Rongrong's grave.

The woman standing before the grave possessed strong, muscular muscles, held a broken sword, and had short hair strikingly similar to Chun Rongrong's...

At this moment, Chunyan seemed to have regained her senses and, following Han Yi's gaze, revealed a grateful smile.

Han Yi responded with a smile.

What puzzled him was that the gaze he had just received seemed to be directed at him by more than just Chunyan…

There should be another person involved...

Han Yi frowned and observed carefully for a long time, but still couldn't find anything unusual. Seeing Chun Huiru's figure walk some distance away, he turned around and strode after her.

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rumble…...

The palace doors slowly opened.

"You're here, please find a place to sit."

Inside the main hall, Lin Mu sat cross-legged at the front and nodded to Han Yi and the other person who had just entered.

Although we arrived a little late.

But what is the current situation of the All-Encompassing School?

It's already quite good if we have disciples, especially newcomers, who come to listen to our lectures.

Inside the vast hall, hundreds of yellow prayer cushions were neatly arranged.

At this time, only six or seven people were sitting there.

"So few people...?" Han Yi frowned slightly, found a corner in the front row, and plopped down.

He knew there weren't many people in the school, but he didn't expect that, including himself and Chunhui, there were no more than ten people in total.

"Hmm? A newcomer?"

At that moment, a man's voice came from the side.

Han Yi looked in the direction of the sound.

On the left sat a man with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, a face as handsome as jade, and a magnificent brocade robe that flowed gracefully. He stood out among the listless disciples.

The man looked at him with a gentle smile.

"My name is Han Yi." Han Yi smiled and cupped his hands in greeting.

“Lu Chenxin,” the man smiled, “I never expected that a school of thought would have new members joining…it’s truly a rare sight.” “I had no choice. I was entrusted with this task,” Han Yi said with a smile, “I had nowhere else to go, so I had to come here.”

"I see."

Lu Chenxin seemed to be thinking about something, then smiled and said, "Junior brother, don't worry. Although our school is small, it has its own advantages."

At least within our school, there's very little sordidness between people. Yesterday, Huiru and I went out on a mission and didn't get to greet our junior brother. If he's interested, we should find some time to get together.

"I'm new here. There are still some things I haven't figured out yet," Han Yi said with a smile, trying to brush it off. "I'll definitely, definitely, when I have some free time."

He had absolutely no desire to attend any welcome party.

Even if the ceremony is very elaborate, it still depends on the occasion, right?

What's going on with the Wuxiang School these days? Just a handful of big and small members, holding some inexplicable welcoming ceremony…

What does that mean? "I understand. Just say what you need, and I'll definitely help." Lu Chenxin smiled and slowly turned around.

Once he sat up straight, the smile on his face vanished instantly, and a shadow slowly rose in the depths of his eyes.

"I knew it! Why would some random newcomer join at this time... It seems this Han Yi... is probably a nobody with no connections either. If his family had even a little knowledge and influence, they would never allow their nephews or nieces to join this dying, third-rate school of thought..."

"But that's fine too. No status, no resources, no future... In a few days, once this kid fully understands his situation, we can create a few unexpected events to make him give up... It won't take much effort, and it'll save us from future complications..."

Lu Chen pondered for a moment and quickly finalized several good plans.

"In that case, anyone who's not a fool and knows what's good for them... should leave on their own... If they still don't leave... don't blame me for being ruthless, it's your own fault for blocking my way..."

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Lu Chenxin's expression shifted, a hint of ruthlessness creeping into his eyes.

He never imagined that even with the Myriad Phenomena School in such dire straits, beset by internal and external troubles, there would still be someone who's lost their mind and joined such a third-rate school.

Since that's the case, then don't blame him for being ruthless.

Anyway, he's had enough of this Myriad Manifestations School.

Resource supply is scarce; apart from the most basic spiritual energy, there is nothing else. Every day, they have to go out and run errands for the school, taking on tasks and doing chores, which is not only exhausting but also mentally taxing.

The key issue is that there isn't a single penny.

He even had to face suppression from rival schools of thought from time to time. If it weren't for the spirit pool node in Lin Mu's hands and the rumored soul weapon, Lu Chenxin would have long since lost patience with serving them.

"Everyone, please be quiet. Today's topic is the essence of the Spring Thunder Blade..." Lin Mu said slowly, seeing that almost everyone had arrived. "Spring Thunder? What is Spring Thunder?"

In my opinion, a clap of thunder in spring can shatter all demons and monsters. Therefore, the Spring Thunder Blade is a thunder blade, a domineering blade, and a valiant blade... The wielder must uphold an indomitable spirit and fear no powerful enemy..."

Lin Mu's voice was long and hollow, gradually fading into the distance. Lu Chenxin didn't bother to listen anymore and began to make her own plans.

He'd heard the morning lesson eighty or a hundred times already; his ears were practically calloused from it.

It's all the most basic stuff, the same old stuff, nothing particularly noteworthy.

Lu Chenxin understood that they were probably starting from the basics to accommodate the newcomer's progress.

The newcomer named Han Yi was listed as a candidate for the sect leader even though he had just entered the school.

But Lu Chenxin did not believe that this person posed a threat to him.

Let alone someone who's just started, even if it's been a year or two, so what?

He has painstakingly cultivated his public image for several years, and his excellent command of "The Four Seasons Magic Blade" shows that a newcomer cannot achieve great things.

The biggest threat...

Lu Chenxin's expression shifted slightly, and he glanced at someone behind him.

Sitting in the back was none other than Chunhuiru, who stood upright with a proper posture, pretending to be listening attentively.

"This woman... she's really good at pretending... such a pretentious show-off. She's heard this same old stuff a thousand times, and she's still putting on this act..."

Lu Chen thought to himself with disdain and secretly spat.

If we were to say who among these disciples of the school is most likely to become a stumbling block, then...

There was no one else but Chunhuiru.

Although the other party was not a candidate for the sect leader, her strength was mediocre, her qualifications were not good, and she was only able to become the senior sister because of her age, seniority, and the fact that she always pretended to be nice to everyone, she was voted out.

Lu Chenxin believed that his intelligence, talent, and strength far surpassed Chunhuiru's, and that he had excellent personal qualities.

What he feared most was Chunhuiru's identity.

The previous sect leader, Chun Rongrong, who died outside, was Chun Huiru's aunt, and the Grand Elder, Lin Mu, was also an elder who watched Chun Huiru grow up.

There is such a relationship.

Even if Chunhui Ru is not a candidate, becoming the sect leader and receiving numerous inheritances is just a matter of Lin Mu's word.

After all, Lin Mu is the only elder in the Myriad Manifestations School who can manage things, so there is no reason for him to object.

Lu Chenxin even maliciously guessed that it was very likely that Chunhui had already tried the sect leader's test, but failed. Otherwise, why would an old woman who had clearly left the school come back for no reason?

There must be a reason for this.