Chapter 682: True and False (4/2, Autumn Subscription)

"Name: Yese Liming."

"Realm: Human-level Initial Stage."

"Strange Realm: Blood-level High Stage 【68%】."

"Spirit Root: Strange Spirit Root."

"Status: Strange Curse 【Black Rain】, ——."

"HP: 13000/13000."

"Inner Force: 17000/17000."

"Strange Value: 17000/17000."

"Control: 12980 【Base: 13000】 【Status/Buff: -20】."

"Disarm: 12980 【Base: 13000】 【Status/Buff: -20】."

"Comprehension: 13.5. 【Special Attribute】"

"Talent: Night Breath 【Human-level Superior】."

"Strange Talent: Still World."

"Human-level Martial Art: Analysis Pupil 【Human-level Inferior】."

"Innate Martial Art: Innate Qi Shield 【Human-level Initial Stage】, Aura 【Human-level Initial Stage】, Shadow-Treading Steps 【Xiantian Third-Rate】, Dark Moon Blade Technique 【Xiantian Third-Rate】, Night Flow Mental Method 【Xiantian Third-Rate】, Tree-Coiling Mental Method 【Xiantian Third-Rate】."

"Acquired Martial Art: ……"

"Lifespan: 45 years, 2 months."

Attributes began to rise after a long absence, and at the same time, Comprehension shot up by a large margin.

After Lifespan was consumed wildly, it was immediately replenished by the realm breakthrough, climbing to over forty years.

Recalling the days when he had fought desperately for just a few hours of Lifespan, things were truly much more comfortable now—though cultivating Martial Arts also consumed Lifespan, so no matter how much he had, it was never quite enough.

If he had infinite Lifespan, Fang Yue wouldn't even need to fear pill poison, making him a true drug-guzzling maniac in every sense.

After reaching Human-level, Fang Yue gained some new insights into 【Night Breath】.

For the first time, he sensed the limit of 【Night Breath】.

Unlike the extreme healing ability he had forcibly tested out in 【Night Rain】.

And unlike the wound-recovery ability tested through regenerating a severed arm.

Instead, he used his own experience to personally comprehend this talent, savoring it carefully, able to perceive more comprehensive information.

The limit, naturally, was comprehended as well.

Night Breath was not omnipotent—when injuries reached a certain degree, when attack frequency reached a certain degree, or when faced with Martial Techniques specifically designed to suppress healing, all of these could push Night Breath to its limit.

Beyond that limit, Night Breath could no longer save him.

"I wonder if there's any way to raise the grade of a talent."

Fang Yue was lost in thought, and the black ring atop his head once again dripped rain, the intervals between drops growing shorter and shorter.

Although it was still within what he could bear, as the black ring's downpour gradually intensified, Fang Yue felt a twinge of panic in his heart.

"Hopefully Lord Han's inheritance can give me……"

Knock, knock.

Two knocks at the door interrupted Fang Yue's thoughts.

Frowning slightly, Fang Yue said coldly: "Who?"

He was about to examine Lord Han's inheritance and learn a Human-level technique—who was so lacking in sense as to disturb him at this moment?

"Senior, it's me……"

Hmm?

The Red Clothes from Qing Si……

After a moment's hesitation, Fang Yue said in a low voice: "Come in."

The door pushed open. Dou Hongyi hurriedly entered, closed the door behind him, glanced at the black ring atop Fang Yue's head with lingering fear, then quickly lowered his head respectfully and said: "Senior, I have something to report to you."

Report to me?

Fang Yue found it somewhat baffling, but still nodded and said, pretending to be casual: "Speak."

"Senior, last night a strange entered the city. Its body was made of small hands, and when it coalesced into human form, atop its head was a ring identical to yours, and it likewise held a two-meter-long blade—only everything was made of those strange small hands…… I wonder what its relationship to you is?"

While speaking, Dou Hongyi was also observing Fang Yue.

He noticed that when he mentioned the strange's body being made of small hands, the senior's expression shifted slightly.

And when he mentioned the ring and the long blade, the senior's brow furrowed slightly.

Judging from the reaction, it was indeed related to the senior—he just didn't know whether secretly coming to inform the senior first, while hiding it from the others, would bring fortune or disaster.

"To think…… it came so quickly……"

Seeing Dou Hongyi's reaction, Fang Yue's heart stirred. He let out a long sigh, walked to the window, gazed at the blazing sun in the sky as though undergoing an eclipse, and slowly said: "Telling you is fine too. Actually, that strange was born from within me after I suffered Qi Deviation. Ever since the Qi Deviation, my strength plummeted, and only after I severed that strange did my strength begin to recover rapidly.

However, between me and that strange, there is some great unseen bond—it wants to kill me, and I want to destroy it.

Once I stabilize my realm, I'll personally go and eliminate it…… Hmm, isn't 【Chunuan City】 holding a Martial Tournament recently? That strange just loves gatherings of people.

So, I'll find a merchant caravan, serve as a Guest, and enter the 【Martial Tournament】. When the time comes, I can surely lure it out and destroy it."

Cultivating until Qi Deviation?

After Qi Deviation, a disaster-level strange was born within him!?

Dou Hongyi was dumbfounded. A Rain-level powerhouse—terrifying beyond words!

Truly worthy of a legendary existence—even the techniques he cultivated were so bizarre and wondrous.

Fortunately, Dou Hongyi had also heard some rumors.

For instance, some techniques, when cultivated incorrectly, would cause Qi Deviation, turning the cultivator themselves into a strange.

So, the emergence of anomalies through cultivation doesn't seem so hard to accept.

But...

"Senior, are you participating in the Martial Duel?!"

Dou Hongyi's expression turned strange.

Isn't that just sweeping the arena, slaughtering indiscriminately?

This... this violates the rules.

But then again, before a Rain-level, what rules are there to speak of?

"Yes, on the day of the Martial Duel, the crowd is thickest and anomalies are easiest to draw out. I'll join the duel—my qi will surge, giving me better leverage to lure out that fellow."

"I-it's not that it can't be done, but Senior, which merchant caravan regiment will you join as Guest?"

"Not decided yet. I'll find one myself. Don't worry."

Do you think I'm worried you won't find one? I'm worried the Heavenly Merchant Alliance will object.

Dou Hongyi hurriedly said carefully: "If possible, please choose one from the top ten caravan regiments of the Heavenly Merchant Alliance..."

Before he finished speaking, Dou Hongyi immediately felt the Senior's gaze grow slightly more dangerous.

"Are you teaching me how to do my job?"

Hearing this, Dou Hongyi turned pale with fear and immediately bowed his head: "I dare not!"

"Hmm, leave now... wait. I don't want too many people to know my identity. Here—on Dongliu Mountain, I once picked up a White Robe Token. Assign this person's identity to me, so I can move about freely."

Saying this, Fang Yue tossed the White Robe Token over.

"F-fake an official position... this, this..."

Dou Hongyi's heart fluttered with unease, but seeing Fang Yue's gaze turn dangerous, he immediately agreed.

Faking an official position carries risk—if superiors don't investigate, there'll be no problem.

But if they do investigate... his head is forfeit.

Bowing in fear, he withdrew. Outside the inn, Dou Hongyi's heart was bitter.

If I'd known this would happen, I never would've come—now I've gotten a burning hot potato.

Lost in thoughts of this matter, he didn't notice he had passed by a woman.

And that woman was none other than Yang Hongxia, the current Regimental Commander of the Great Sun Caravan Regiment.

(End of Chapter)