Chapter 238: I Am Also a Demon Star
Han Yu looked at Miss Yan San with genuine surprise.
Yan San chuckled, a hint of pride coloring her tone. “Well? What do you think?”
“Very impressive,” Han Yu said, nodding sincerely.
He remembered when Wanchun Valley had obtained Pig Laosan’s blood-bound Storage Bag. It had taken the Artifact Refining Department considerable time and effort to crack it. Yet here, with a simple sweep of the green light from her forehead, Miss Yan San had caused the bag to vomit its contents instantly. The bag had lost not only its owner-binding but its storage function entirely.
Seeing Han Yu’s sincere praise, Yan San beamed.
“To be fair, it’s also because you acted so openly. You held nothing back.”
“We agreed I wouldn’t pry into your secrets, but since I saw them anyway, it’s only fair I show you one of mine.”
Eh? I held nothing back?
Han Yu blinked. Did I not hold back?
“Take a look at the loot!” Yan San prompted, gesturing to the pile on the ground.
Han Yu stepped forward to examine the items.
There were several jars of refined essence blood, proof that the enemy had slaughtered many innocents. It confirmed Yan San’s claim: this Demonic Cultivator and his Demon Beast were harvesting blood for the young Emperor of Nanli and his demonic allies in Xinglong Prefecture.
Aside from the blood, there were standard cultivation resources—Spirit Stones, Beast Spirit Pills, Gathering Essence Pills. These were of little use to Han Yu, though they might benefit others. There was also a manual for the Beast Heart Psychic Pact, useful only for Qi Refining to Foundation Establishment, which Han Yu surpassed long ago.
However, one jade slip caught his eye: the Blood Refining Technique, covering the path from initiation to the ninth layer of Foundation Establishment.
This was valuable. Since entering the Foundation Establishment realm, Han Yu had been flying blind with his version of the Blood Refining Technique, relying entirely on his own deductions.
Although his modified technique was vastly different from the orthodox demonic version, having the original manual for reference would save him countless hours of trial and error.
He pocketed the jade slip. The rest—clothing from the Spirit Beast Sect, scattered gold and silver, rations—was worthless to him.
Han Yu looked at Yan San. “Miss Yan, you contributed as well. Please, take your pick.”
Yan San waved her hand with a smile. “Nothing there interests me. It’s all junk. Dispose of it however you like.”
Seeing she was serious, Han Yu didn’t stand on ceremony. He stored anything useful for future disguises or trade and incinerated the rest—especially the jars of blood—with a Blazing Flame Technique.
As the fire died down, Yan San turned toward the nearby forest and called out, “You’ve watched long enough. Aren’t you going to come out and say hello?”
A moment later, the couple they had met earlier in the city stumbled out of the trees. Trembling, they fell to their knees and kowtowed violently.
“I-Immortal Master… spare us!”
“Our wretched eyes failed to see Mt. Tai… Please spare our wretched lives…”
“I stopped you from getting yourselves killed for your own good,” Yan San said, waving a hand dismissively. “Go on, get lost. I can’t be bothered to punish you.”
“If you get yourselves killed chasing fame and fortune later, don’t blame anyone else!”
The couple scrambled to their feet and fled, tripping over themselves in their haste.
Once they were gone, Yan San stretched her small arms and hefted her spiked mace. “Well, no time to waste. Brother Li, shall we go slaughter those Demonic Cultivators in Xinglong Prefecture?”
Han Yu didn’t share her enthusiasm. “Miss Yan, wait a moment. I have a question.”
“You said I used three ‘supreme techniques’ just now. I am unaware of any such techniques. Could you enlighten me?”
Yan San leaned on her mace, resting her chin on her hand in thought.
“You’re very cautious for someone only at Foundation Establishment…”
“But the gap in our strength is too wide. Even if you try to hide things, you can’t.”
She sighed. “How about this: I’ll tell you my secret first, then you tell me yours.”
“That way, you won’t be jumping at shadows, and we can keep this friendly. Deal?”
Seeing she was willing to be open, Han Yu nodded.
Yan San pointed to the green mark on her forehead. “This is the Forbidden-Breaking Eye. It can unravel all magical restrictions. Have you heard of it?”
Han Yu shook his head.
“Figures. Your Southern Region really is isolated—knowledge above the Golden Core stage is heavily suppressed here. If someone in the Central Heaven Domain knew I had this eye, they’d report me to a major sect for a reward instantly.” She paused, then corrected herself. “Actually, even Foundation Establishment cultivators up there wouldn’t recognize it. You’d need to be Golden Core at least.”
“Anyway, just know that my eye saw through your cultivation and those three techniques you used.”
“The reason I can’t fight right now is because I overused the eye. I need to rest it for a few years. I’m at my weakest right now. Is that secret enough for you? My life is basically in your hands.”
She began counting on her fingers. “You have a wood-attribute foundation… and you’re cultivating something unique at your Shanzhong acupoint. Looks like a demonic art, but not quite. Very strange.”
“And then there were the techniques: the sword art of the Mystic Sword Sect, the illusions of the Saint Lotus Sect, and the colorless threads of the Little Sky Net Sect. I didn’t pry into the rest.”
“Brother Li, you really are quite impressive.”
Han Yu was internally shaken. This Forbidden-Breaking Eye is terrifying.
However, she had clearly misunderstood the origins of his skills.
“Miss Yan, there is a misunderstanding regarding these ‘supreme techniques.'”
“My swordsmanship is from the Spirit Sword Sect of the Southern Region, not the Mystic Sword Sect. My illusions and threads were also learned here, not from the Central Heaven Domain.”
“Many techniques in the Southern Region are diluted versions of those from the Central Heaven Domain. I simply learned what I could.”
Yan San blinked, genuinely stunned. “Is that so? Then I really did misunderstand.”
“But to master those diluted versions to such a level… that is still remarkable. I’ve seen elite disciples in the Central Heaven Domain who couldn’t compare to you.”
She paused, her expression turning serious. “Brother Li, since we’re being honest, let’s be completely frank.”
“Your surname is actually Han, isn’t it?”
Han Yu instantly retreated several zhang.
His left hand gripped a Talisman Treasure, his right held a Green Wood Thunder Pill. The broken teleportation slab appeared in his hand, ready to activate.
“Miss Yan, who exactly are you?”
Yan San scratched her cheek and sighed. “Oh, you…”
“Why do you always puff up like a scared cat? Can’t you just listen?”
“Before I left the Central Heaven Domain, I heard about a ‘Demon Star’ in Wanchun Valley named Han Yu. After seeing you fight, I figured… if you aren’t that Han Yu, then no one else qualifies for the title.”
Han Yu’s voice was ice-cold. “You claim to be a Rogue Cultivator, yet you know about the Demon Star?”
At that moment, a soft breeze stirred. Sect Leader Qi materialized beside Han Yu, his expression equally vigilant.
For a Rogue Cultivator, Yan San knew far too much. This situation was wrong.
“That’s right,” Yan San said cheerfully.
She grinned, her teeth white as snow.
“Because I am a Demon Star too.”
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