books44 Chapter 953 Ranking Battle (6)
Chapter 953 Ranking Battle (6)
Chapter 953 Ranking Battle (Part 6)
"If you have something to say, please speak plainly. If not... please step aside," Han Yi said calmly. "If the elder intends to take action..."
He paused, then gave a meaningful smile.
"I think the elders wouldn't dare to make a move, especially at this crucial juncture when the Heavenly Tiger School is about to advance to the middle three levels..."
"You?! You actually threatened me?!?"
Lou Wujiu's face turned ashen as he watched Han Yi push his arm aside and walk toward the portal in mid-air.
"Little one... don't fall into my hands... one day... one day... one day!!!"
Lou Wujiu's eyes were bloodshot, brimming with undisguised murderous intent. In the instant the other man passed by him, he clearly saw the mocking expression on his face.
And the lip movements that silently utter a few words.
It's clearly saying...
If you're so capable, then come and try.
otherwise…...
Good dogs don't block the way...
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Daning, Cangzhou, Yujing.
"Why would you risk your life for a few taels of silver!"
In the elegant second-floor private room, Officer Yu, perhaps having drunk too much fake alcohol, had a slightly flushed face and was shaking his head.
"In this world, gold and silver treasures, wealth and glory are all deceiving. How many pleasures in the world end up the same way? An ancient tomb, a skeleton, a rotten wooden mat." He poured himself a bowl of wine, shook his head and sighed.
"..."
Han Yi sat opposite him, holding a jade wine cup to his lips, lost in thought.
However, although he appeared to be listening attentively to the other person, his mind was not on the matter at all.
If someone were to observe his eyes closely, they would see that Han Yi's mind was entirely focused on the outside world.
He glanced out the window.
Looking out from the second floor, one sees a row of neat buildings, bustling with pedestrians, shouts, calls for sale, and the sounds of bargaining rising and falling, a vibrant and lively scene of the stock market.
boom.
Come back to your senses.
Han Yi gently put down his wine glass and gave a slight smile. "Uncle Yu is quite right, but not entirely." He paused, "If we don't fight, why would Lord Wang be willing to give me even one of the White Walkers this time?"
“Hmm…” A strange expression flashed across Yu Wenqing’s face, a mixture of envy and apprehension. He remained silent for a moment.
"Yes... a White Walker... if it were me when I was younger... I would also be tempted..."
Yu Wenqing sighed for a long time, a subtle probing look appearing on his face.
"Xiao Han, are you... sure you want to take this path? This path has no turning back... If you don't advance, you retreat; if you retreat, you die. If you go against the tide, you live... Your father entrusted me to take care of you before he died."
If you're unwilling... I can help you. A fifth-grade sword demon, while not rare, is enough to ensure you a peaceful and smooth life for the rest of your days... Sometimes, a wife, children, and a warm bed... isn't that a kind of happiness...?
Han Yi didn't speak, but simply gripped his wine glass tighter.
Tsk tsk tsk! ! !
Instantly, the liquor began to boil violently, and water jets shot into the sky like celestial maidens scattering flowers.
Bang!
Wine splashed everywhere, water jets exploded, and sharp blade intent pierced the air, permeating the entire private room.
"To absorb ghosts into one's body, to walk alongside ghosts..."
Yu Wenqing's eyelids twitched as he watched, a sharp, intense energy rushing over him, stinging his eyes.
Having spent years traveling far and wide, Old Yu, the old constable, wasn't particularly skilled in martial arts, nor did he possess any trickery skills, but he was knowledgeable and experienced.
He naturally understood the meaning behind the scene before him.
Clearly, Han Yi has merged with Dao Gui, sharing the same origin and coexisting as one.
When ghosts die, people die; when people die, ghosts escape.
The two are extremely difficult to separate.
Yu Wenqing still wore a faint smile on his face, seemingly nonchalant, but in reality, his mind was racing with a thousand thoughts, countless ideas flashing through his mind in an instant.
There are ways to separate the White Walkers, but the cost is...
A fifth-rank sword demon is neither high nor low; even if it has some potential, ultimately it's still just classified as a minor demon...
That would be a bit of a waste...
Yu Wenqing stared intently at Han Yi before him, and for a moment, he even saw in him the wise and mighty figure of that man from back then…
He was usually quiet and acted like a drunkard, but when he did speak up, he was a force to be reckoned with. At the crucial moment, he rushed out, risking his life, to capture the wanted criminal, earning a tremendous achievement…
Like father, like son…
He sighed inwardly, completely forgetting the other party's past cowardice, lack of courage and strategy, and ignorance.
"Very well." Yu Wenqing shook his head and sighed. "Since you've made up your mind, saying anything more... is useless. Take good care of yourself. You're your father's only son, and I don't want to see the family line die out!"
After saying this, he took out a white porcelain medicine bottle from his pocket, placed it on the table, and turned to leave.
His purpose in seeking out Han Yi was not what he truly desired.
Instead, he was asked by someone to act as a persuader, hoping to get the knife demon out of the other party's hands.
Since the die is cast, there's no point in staying any longer.
White Walkers...
Once you embark on this path, a good end is inevitable. You'll either be on your way to kill, or you'll die being killed.
The rights and wrongs, the life and death...
The person who died before his eyes...
Yu Wenqing didn't want to get involved in this mess... so...
He chose to withdraw.
This bottle of medicine is to repay the kindness shown to me back then.
Han Yi saw through the other person's thoughts and called out to their back.
"Uncle Yu, are you really content with this? Content with this for the rest of your life? If you had had this choice back then, what... would you have done?"
Yu Wenqing had just stepped out of the private room when he suddenly stopped.
He remained silent for a moment, then strode away without hesitation.
“It seems… he’s still a little unwilling…” A smile slowly appeared on Han Yi’s face. “He’s not a bad person though…” Apart from being a bit pedantic and stubborn, honest and timid, Yu Wenqing didn’t have any bad intentions.
Although his words just now were not entirely sincere, they were not a big problem; they were all for his benefit.
The path of the Others, the path of the inhuman, is a unique way to become stronger in this world, but also a path to death.
Humans borrow the power of ghosts, and ghosts devour human essence.
To advance is to die, to not advance is also to die.
They are caught in a dilemma, struggling to move forward and retreat, as if walking on thin ice.
In the past...
If it were the 'Han Yi' of the past... he probably would have sold Dao Gui without hesitation and continued his extravagant and dissolute life... Furthermore, the 'Han Yi' of the past wouldn't even have had the chance to obtain Dao Gui...
pity.
The Han Yi of today is not the same as the Han Yi of the past. To be precise...
Apart from the shared name and physical appearance, all other aspects of their inner spirit and soul were transformed from Han Yi, who was projected into them through the Divine Transformation Talisman.
"The methods of the Demon Saint Palace are truly miraculous... They allow me to perfectly embody this identity, making me fit in flawlessly without a single doubt." Han Yi thought to himself, feeling somewhat moved.
Not only has the body shape and appearance of the former 'Han Yi' been changed, but...
Even memories can be completely inherited.
This made Han Yi feel slightly heavy-hearted.
Not anything else.
He recalled the scene when he had just transmigrated here.
Wasn't our situation back then exactly the same as it is now?
"If the Northern Demon Saint Palace can achieve this, then other forces of similar size, such as the Yuanmiao Sect and the Tantai family, probably have similar methods... We need to understand this aspect as thoroughly as possible..."
Han Yi was filled with thoughts and quickly changed his next plan.
We must not only find a way to break free from constraints in the North, but also break through the limits of our strength.
They also need to take this opportunity to learn about the methods of time travel used by the Demon Saint Palace.
Perhaps we can find the reason for his coming into this world from this.
As the evening sun rises, the fishing boats return to their hues, and the sky gradually darkens.
Han Yi then came to his senses, stood up, and slowly opened his arms.
laugh…...
A chilling aura wafted out, instantly making the temperature inside the private room somewhat cold.
Swish!
A black light suddenly appeared from his palm and flew out, quickly rolling up the medicine bottle left by Yu Wenqing and bringing it back to Han Yi's hand.
Through the chilling black light, one could vaguely see a small black knife wrapped inside. On the hilt was the head of a terrifying demon with its mouth agape, constantly radiating a sinister and evil aura.
Only when it fell into Han Yi's palm did the evil spirit slowly close its eyes and suppress its aura.
"A fifth-rank sword demon... truly extraordinary..." Han Yi muttered to himself, "In just one night, he was able to transform a defenseless, spoiled brat, drained of his resources by wine and women, into someone with strength comparable to a martial arts master... and this is just a nobody, the higher-ups..."
He shook his head, a slight sigh escaping his lips.
The Way of the Others, the Path of the Extraordinary.
The so-called Otherworldly beings are not ordinary ghosts in the usual sense, but rather entities in this world similar to certain natural phenomena or physical laws. Buddhist teachings are useless, Taoist arts are dim, and righteous spirit is a joke.
As for things like sunlight, flames, and talismans, they are nothing more than scratching an itch through a boot for ghosts, having negligible effect and being of no use.
Only a more powerful demon can kill a demon.
This is the consensus formed in this world after thousands of years of evolution through the conflict between humans and ghosts.
Little devil, big devil, ghost general, ghost king.
There are four levels, with clear distinctions between strong and weak, ranging from one to nine ranks from weakest to strongest.
The fifth-rank sword demon in Han Yi's hand is actually a fifth-rank minor demon.
The potential that Yu Wenqing mentioned actually refers to the fifth-rank sword demon, who has the potential to break through and become a great sword demon.
Those at the first to third rank cannot break through the shackles and can only reach the peak of this stage, which is the ninth rank.
Examples of minor ghosts below the third rank include the White-faced Ghost, the Tongue-sticking Ghost, and the Black Ghost, with the highest rank being the ninth-rank minor ghost.
Those at the fourth to sixth rank have a chance to break through the innate level and reach the next stage.
Those above the sixth rank are guaranteed to break through their limits and reach the next stage. Among them, the ninth rank is known as the ultimate ghost, and it is even possible to break through two major stages and reach the legendary and unattainable level of the Ten Ghost Kings.
"So it's not surprising that someone would send Yu Wenqing to try and buy this 'Knife Ghost'." A hint of mockery flashed in Han Yi's eyes. "If this were in the past... it would be hard to say, but now, they've miscalculated..."
A fifth-rank minor ghost has a certain probability of becoming a major ghost, and the probability is not low.
In addition, being a sword demon with extremely astonishing combat power and lethality, he naturally aroused the envy of many people.
But no one expected it.
This Han Yi is not that Han Yi. The person is not the person, the thing is not the thing, the thing is the person but not the person.
The inside has already undergone a complete transformation.
Han Yi's eyes darted around, his gaze landing on the unfolded scroll beside him.
Identity: Constable of the Imperial City Guard.
Mission: Search for the Ghost King's whereabouts and seize his power.
Note: The winner will be determined among those who obtain the White Walker, ranked according to the strength of the White Walkers. The top three will receive additional rewards. The competition will continue until the strongest White Walker is determined, at which point the battle will end.
Suddenly, the scroll lit up with a white light, and lines of writing appeared clearly on it.
"Seizing the power of the Ghost King... This competition is rather strange..." Han Yi frowned. Unlike the ranking competition format of previous years, the Demon Saint Palace had clearly innovated this competition.
Rather than factional warfare, it places greater emphasis on the differences in individual strength. Compared to a simple elimination-based search for treasure, it also offers the possibility of cooperation.
After all, there is only one kind of Ghost King in this world.
The existence of the Ten Ghost Kings is equivalent to giving ten chances.
There were a total of 36 participants in the competition.
This also means.
Everyone has the potential to compete for first place.
"Very well. Let's take it one step at a time." Han Yi put away the porcelain bottle and tidied up a bit. "My identity is pretty good. If I make good use of it, it can be quite helpful to both the legitimate and criminal worlds."
Even though he is now a projection, he is only showing a portion of his strength.
But Han Yi tested it.
His spirit was not greatly weakened, still at the Out-of-Body level, but his physical body underwent a great change, at most reaching half of his peak condition.
Even if it's only 50%, with Han Yi's strength, he estimated that he should still be as strong as an ordinary Demon King, which is only at the peak of the Profound Realm.
Therefore, Han Yi never considered security issues.
Rather, it's about how to safely, in accordance with one's persona, and reasonably showcase one's abilities.