books44 Chapter 887 Getting Lost (4)
Chapter 887 Getting Lost (4)
Chapter 887 Getting Lost (Part 4)
"Tell me," Han Yi said, intrigued, looking at the family of three in front of him. "From beginning to end. Don't hide anything."
His voice wasn't loud, nor was it particularly soft or heavy; it was merely a calm opening, yet it seemed to weigh heavily on the three of them, causing them to instinctively hold their breath and dare not make a sound.
“Actually…” the beautiful woman was about to speak.
"Wait a minute." Han Yi picked up the wine jug and tapped it lightly on the table. "Fill the jug up."
"You...want more?" the beautiful woman couldn't help but ask. "This wine...one cup is enough to intoxicate a giant glacial elephant..."
"Hmm?" Han Yi didn't speak again, but simply looked up at her. He'd finally come across a drink that could even give him a slight thrill; how could he possibly let it go?
With Han Yi's current physical strength, let alone ordinary alcoholic beverages, even the most potent poison in the world would only taste slightly sour and spicy to him.
However, the most crucial reason is not here.
Han Yi could sense that there was a faint, dormant, yet extremely active fluctuation within the wine.
This power is extremely similar to the energy fluctuations flowing within Li Feibai and Ye Jindie; in other words, it is demonic power.
Demonic power, divine will, soul weapon, and divine forging techniques.
For Han Yi, this brand-new Hundred Meridians Cultivation System was the most important reason for his arrival in the Northern Lands.
A new path of cultivation.
Firstly, it allows him to integrate into the Primordial Heavenly Net Path, amplifying the power of the Primordial Gray Qi and indirectly enhancing his overall strength. Secondly, it allows him to learn from others' strengths and compensate for his weaknesses. Han Yi has the opportunity to identify his own shortcomings, make up for his deficiencies, and thus break through his current limitations.
And the essence of demonic power...
Even though Han Yi had two Divine Forging Techniques at his disposal, Li Feibai's "Black Feather True Scripture" and Ye Jindie's "Hundred Leaf Treasure Book," he still couldn't figure them out.
He hadn't even mastered the basics of these two Divine Forging Techniques.
Therefore, Han Yi was naturally very curious when he could see the demonic energy fluctuations in the wine.
The beautiful woman had no choice but to take out her hard-earned savings with a long face.
Even with ample raw materials and continuous production day and night, fox honey wine can only be brewed in a small amount over a year.
Now, all the family's inventory has been taken by the other party.
As Han Yi drank, he listened to the other person's account and roughly understood the ins and outs of the matter.
The story was actually pretty much what he expected, even more so than the clichéd one.
When this beautiful woman was in the Hongji City Music Hall, she caught the eye of a so-called important figure. After several nights of passion, she actually became pregnant. Originally, she could have risen to the top in one step, but instead, she aroused jealousy, and a scheme was used to drive her out of the city.
She was already pregnant, and after several chases, she was seriously injured and exhausted. Helpless, she jumped into the river, where she was rescued by a middle-aged man and taken home.
Leaving aside the subsequent meticulous care, getting to know each other and falling in love, after the beautiful woman gave birth to a child, the three of them somehow became a family.
The woman's claim that the girl was frightened by a snowstorm when she was young, suffered a high fever, and that the fever damaged her brain is undoubtedly just a pretext.
The real reason is a congenital condition she developed in the womb, something that medicine can't fix. "So...you want to catch a silver butterfly fish to compensate for your daughter's defect? And why did you attack me..."
"Is it also because you want your daughter to awaken her potential, acquire vital energy, replenish her own deficiencies, fill her true destiny, promote mental development, and have the opportunity to inherit her father's profession?" Han Yi looked at the two people in front of him with a strange expression.
After all that, it turns out these two just wanted their daughter to return to normal, inherit the family business, and become an ordinary fisherman.
"Having spent so long in the music hall, I've long seen through it all." The beautiful woman sighed, her voice filled with sorrow. "Of all the good things in this world, only a simple, peaceful life is truly real..."
The injuries she sustained while being hunted down have not yet fully healed.
Forcing oneself to have children further shortens one's lifespan, and one's lifespan will not last long.
The middle-aged man was just an ordinary human being with a short lifespan. The two of them wanted to settle their daughter's affairs before they died, at the very least, to ensure she had a stable life.
According to the rules of the North, regardless of race, age, or seniority, only those who are "enlightened" can be considered members of the North and protected by its rules.
The rest are all considered inferior, classified as insects with scales, fur, feathers, or fins, and can be freely hunted and killed.
Like the middle-aged man in front of me, although he was just a small fisherman, unless by accident, if he died under mysterious circumstances, Baimai would immediately send people to investigate.
In addition, middle-aged men can enjoy benefits including, but not limited to, free housing, regular pay, distribution of Lingpo Dan, and even protection from miniature lighthouse arrays.
Even though this formation is somewhat rudimentary and not very useful in the face of great danger, it can only be enjoyed by members of the Northern Lands.
According to Han Yi's understanding, in layman's terms, "enlightenment" means that one's thinking becomes clear, the brain is initially developed, the five senses are enhanced, and one's thoughts can directly control the subtle muscle groups of the body.
If we draw an analogy to martial arts...
This is roughly equivalent to the three levels of training before becoming a martial arts master: skin training, bone training, and blood training.
As a hybrid demon born from the union of a monster and a demon, the girl possesses exceptional talent and innate strength without needing to cultivate.
In terms of combat power, it has actually far exceeded the scope of what can be achieved by enlightenment.
However, a little girl whose brain is damaged and whose IQ is forever stuck in single digits cannot pass the spirit tester's test, no matter how strong her fighting ability is.
Spirit Testers are individuals in the North who specialize in determining whether someone has successfully awakened their spiritual potential. Only those who pass the test are considered true members of the North. Those who fail are no different from slaves who can be traded.
Especially in the North, the so-called "enlightenment" places more emphasis on mental and spiritual cultivation than martial arts. A person who is ignorant and cannot even recognize words has no chance of successfully achieving enlightenment.
"My lord, please spare my family of three. We were forced into this situation... We only wanted to cure our daughter..." The beautiful woman cried, her face covered in tears, and kept kowtowing and begging.
"Let you go?" Han Yi grinned. "It's not impossible... Maybe I can even cure your daughter..."
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"What you mean, sir..."
The beautiful woman and the middle-aged man looked at each other, wondering what Han Yi was up to.
of course.
They don't need to know anymore.
The three of them suddenly froze on the spot, their muscles, blood, and heartbeats stopped, and fear was frozen on their faces, making them unable to move.
hiss hiss hiss...
Three wisps of gray smoke flew out and instantly entered the bodies of the three people.
call! ! !
A burst of extremely cold and desolate black fire suddenly shot out from the three of them.
The fire had a strange color and behaved even more strangely.
Although it appeared to be burning fiercely, it was like a phantom, strangely failing to ignite anything—the coat, hat, bottoms, not even a single hair—leaving no trace of burning.
It's as if it's not targeting the body itself, but rather using the seven emotions and six desires as fuel to torture the heart, judge the past, and burning with flames representing sin.
Netherworld fire within the Netherworld Pearl.
The crimson lotus is cleansed within the Netherworld Fire.
This is Han Yi's strongest flame in his ultimate Asura form—the Asura Flame.
Now, with the two advancements of the Netherfire Heavenly Net Pearl, new changes have occurred.
The two advancements of the Netherfire Heavenly Net Pearl.
The first time, it absorbed all the essence of an ancient demon king, Kuqi.
The second time, it absorbed a wisp of mysterious power from the severed arm of the unknown demon lord.
This also laid the foundation for the Han Yi Path and the Hunyuan Tianluo Path.
From this point on, the Netherfire Heavenly Net Pearl completed its advancement and entered the transformation period. It was renamed the Netherworld Pearl and served as the energy center, storing all the "void" power within the body. It coexisted and symbiotically with Han Yi and was integrated into the path of future progress.
The appearance of the Netherworld Pearl also led to an essential enhancement of the Asura Fire.
It's no longer just a physical phenomenon, a simple burning; it easily melts metal, a flame more powerful than lava.
Instead, it strikes directly at the soul, burning the inside out. When burned, the adversary's deepest negative emotions—darkness, anger, jealousy, and so on—are simultaneously ignited.
The deeper the sins of a person, the greater the power of the Netherfire they unleash. Furthermore, the temperature and power of the Netherfire far surpass those of the previous Asura Fire.
creak.
Han Yi pushed open the door, turned his head without hesitation, and strode out.
He wasn't lying.
It is indeed possible to cure the girl.
How fortunate the three of them were to be the first to taste the Netherfire.
If they can withstand the burning of the Netherfire.
Then one can withstand the spiritual seed's erosion and transformation of the mind.
Let alone a mere half-demon.
Even a half-crippled demon king can become full of energy after this series of steps. Of course.
Han Yi felt that the chances of this happening were slim.
After all, this family of three... From various details, the tacit understanding between the three in their actions, the faint smell of rotting flesh in the house, the skeletons in the cellar, and many other places, it is not difficult to tell.
Han Yi was not the first victim.
There is a simple protective array called a lighthouse.
It stands to reason.
There should be a large village with a large population built around the lighthouse.
No matter how remote the location is.
It won't be like it is now.
It was deathly quiet and desolate, with hardly any trace of life, and not a sound to be heard.
The other people in the village...
Did they move away, or did something unexpected happen...?
The truth is obvious at a glance.
creak.
The room door was closed again.
what! ! ! ! !
At this moment, the three people in the room underwent a new change.
Black flames erupted from his nose, eyes, ears...
Their faces were contorted with pain, their mouths agape as if they were screaming in agony, cursing and swearing.
But oddly enough.
I had a feeling that the room would be filled with horrific screams.
There was no sound at that moment; it was completely quiet.
It was as if the scene unfolding before their eyes was a silent play, and the three people's pain was merely a facade.
But if you listen carefully, you'll find that it's not that there's no sound, but rather that the sound is also ignited by the flames, confined to the throat, and burned away as soon as it's uttered, so on the surface it looks like a silent scream.
The three of them only realized it now.
Often, death is the happiest thing.
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Rainbow City - Former Site of the Flying Spirit School
Dark clouds rolled in, obscuring the sky and the sun.
In a place overgrown with weeds and surrounded by ruins.
The two groups of people stood still, glaring at each other.
At the very front of the procession, two men in brocade robes stood facing each other.
The man on the left has a cold and stern appearance with sharp eyes, his fingers resting firmly on the sword at his waist. The man on the right is slender with delicate features, holding a moon-white ancient zither, his fingers lightly touching it.
"Xie Guangning, what kind of person are you? Don't you even look in the mirror? With your fierce appearance, you dare to try and steal Xiao Yao from me? Bah!" the man holding the zither said disdainfully.
"No matter how incompetent I, Xie Guangning, am, I am still better than some coward." Xie Guangning not only had sharp eyes, but his tone of voice was also like a finely crafted longsword, with intonation and magnetic quality.
"Gongye Yun of Xuanqing Mountain, if you're capable, come with me to the outside world. In the outside world, a pretty boy like you... is popular with both men and women."