Chapter 793 Failure (2)
Chapter 793 Failure (2)
Chapter 793 Failure (Part Two)
Swish! !
As the white jade whisk was flicked, each fine thread resembled a transparent hollow tube, within which moonlight chased and shimmered like water, making it exceptionally eye-catching.
"Han Yi, you must understand, countless people fawn and grovel, hoping to establish a connection with my Yuanmiao Sect. Take, for example, Xu Feihong, the Palace Master of the Wanhua Palace. How much effort, energy, and resources did she expend just to see me…"
Just to say a few words, I spent nearly 100,000 taels of gold notes alone, not to mention other rare treasures such as exotic flowers, rare herbs, and special beasts.
"The fact that you and I have this connection is hard-won, which shows you have good fortune. If you don't cherish it, don't blame me for not warning you when you regret it later." Yan Xuanji spoke calmly, flicking her whisk continuously. A large amount of moonlight gathered on her face, making her appear somewhat holy, like a fairy from the moon.
"So... I was chosen by the head of the academy because I'm incredibly lucky, like my ancestors were blessed?" Han Yi chuckled and shook his head. "I want to ask you all a question."
"You... you constantly talk about cause and effect. Since you value it so much... have you ever considered...?"
At this point, his voice suddenly lowered.
This forced the three people opposite to concentrate and listen attentively.
"Cause...effect...retribution!" Han Yi said coldly, enunciating each word clearly.
"Are you all so reckless and disregard the consequences of everything?"
The inner city, now almost a ruin, had most of its buildings collapsed, and the fine black stones on the ground were covered with countless dense cracks, resembling the ugly wrinkles and scales formed by a dried-up riverbed exposed to the sun.
"Retribution? Consequences?" Qingya Zi was taken aback, then immediately realized what he meant and burst into laughter. "Ignorant child, truly an ignorant child!!!"
Upon hearing this, Yan Xuanji and Liu Miaoxuan, though not as exaggeratedly laughing as Qingyazi, also couldn't help but chuckle.
"Han Yi, since you know there's a distinction between the upper and lower parts of the mountain, why... would you ask such a foolish question?" Yan Xuanji shook his head and chuckled.
"As I just said, only on the mountain is the most real place, closest to the Great Dao, the world one pursues throughout one's life... As for the place below the mountain, it is all illusion and falsehood..."
She smiled and repeated it again.
"In other words..." Han Yi immediately understood the meaning.
He lowered his head slightly and looked down at the inner city, his gaze sweeping over the many guards who had been injured, fallen into a coma, or even died.
Faintly, he could hear the soft sound of sobbing.
Slowly, a shadow of gloom rose from the depths of his eyes.
"I should have thought of that sooner... Up on the mountain... Down on the mountain... Since they are two different worlds... then their so-called cause and effect is limited to the people on the mountain, that is, their own people..."
As for the lives of the people down the mountain… they wouldn't care at all. Because they never considered them human beings!
Han Yi smiled silently and muttered to himself.
A sudden realization made him understand many things.
Sometimes he would ask himself the same question.
Dissolving the sect outright... isn't that going a bit too far?
Would agreeing to Yuan Miaozong's request... be a better choice?
Perhaps Yuanmiaozong's demand that all forces in Yunzhou submit and unify the allocation and management of resources was truly well-intentioned, and that he genuinely wanted to join forces to resist the demonic calamity, rather than simply using the other forces as cannon fodder.
Or perhaps the Yuanmiao Sect has some powerful backup plans that require time to prepare, which is why they had to let other forces act as the front line to temporarily hold off the enemy.
But looking at it now...
These guesses are completely wrong.
From beginning to end, Emperor Yuanmiao never cared about the lives or deaths of others.
Whether there are backup plans or not is unknown, but there must be cannon fodder on the front lines.
They didn't treat anyone else as a human being at all.
"Heh...that really suits the aloof style of the Yuanmiao Sect..." Han Yi sighed almost imperceptibly.
The once powerful, righteous, and upright image of Emperor Yuanmiaozong collapsed with a crash. The last vestige of hope for Emperor Yuanmiaozong vanished silently with the wind.
"Now that we've come this far, Han Yi, tell me your choice." Yan Xuanji said with a smile, unhurriedly, "I'll give you time to think it over. I hope... you won't disappoint me..."
As soon as she finished speaking, the three of them spread out and stood apart, taking their positions.
Instantly, invisible streams of air spread out, forming a wall that subtly sealed off Han Yi's surroundings.
"..."
Feeling the compressed and constricting sensation of the surrounding air, the body felt like a spring, compressed to its limit by external force.
Han Yi's expression remained calm, showing no sign of anything unusual.
He paused, then slowly began, "One last question... I want to know..."
call out…...
Bang! ! !
Just then, several loud noises were heard.
Everyone heard this and went away.
In the distance, six clusters of orange-red fireworks exploded one after another in the sky, their light scattering like celestial maidens scattering flowers, faintly forming strings of bright tassels.
Han Yi's thoughts were interrupted, but as he watched the fireworks bloom, he felt a sense of relief.
"It seems...they are safe too..."
He had been keeping Zhong Han and Zhong Yunxiu's relocation operation in mind all along.
After all, Zhong Han's convoy... was being used as bait; what if it attracted a deep-sea shark and led to their complete annihilation?
He truly lost both his wife and his army.
Of course, Han Yi knew in his heart that this possibility was extremely low.
With the support of a repeating gunpowder gun, Zhong Han is safe as long as he can hold out until Zhong Yunxiu's main force arrives.
Han Yi didn't know much about firearms.
Or rather, in that vast and peaceful country of his previous life, most people didn't know much about firearms.
The repeating gunpowder gun was simply developed by him with guidance from craftsmen, drawing on some basic firearms techniques from his previous life.
His original intention in developing the invention was simply to bridge the gap between ordinary people and perpetrators.
He believed.
Even if he is just an ordinary person, without any bloodline, without martial arts training, and with a weak body.
However, as long as one has a musket, one can pose a fatal threat to martial artists, those from families with awakened bloodlines, or even minor demons.
In this way, the safety and security of the vast majority of ordinary people in this world will be greatly improved. If this knowledge were to spread, the plight of ordinary people, who are often oppressed and treated like fish on a chopping block, would likely see a significant improvement.
He once swore an oath.
Change the world.
We must change this world where ordinary people die in the streets for no reason, and the weak cannot survive.
The advent of repeating gunpowder guns.
This can be considered Han Yi's first change in this world where the strong prey on the weak and ordinary people live difficult lives.
"Have you thought it through?" Yan Xuanji snorted coldly, finally losing her patience. "Don't tell me you're daydreaming or spacing out!"
"One last question..." Han Yi raised his head, looked directly at the other person, and revealed a bright smile, "I want to know, after you've been rampaging through the streets... killing so many people... how do you plan to clean up the mess?"
"What?" Yan Xuanji exclaimed in surprise, seemingly having never expected this at all.
"I understand." Han Yi's expression was calm, as if he had expected it.
One last look at the ruins beneath my feet, the culmination of years of hard work and dedication.
boom! ! !
The compressed body exploded like a powder keg.
The fiery and violent energy surged like a volcano suddenly erupting, violently dispersing the dark clouds overhead.
Large swaths of moonlight shone down, and through the gaps in the clouds, a huge pillar of moonlight shone straight down.
Han Yi, who was enveloped in the pillar of light, had already disappeared from sight.
"Hmph, I knew it... stubborn as a mule!" Yan Xuanji snorted coldly, showing no surprise.
She had already guessed Han Yi's choice and made preparations while Han Yi hesitated.
At this moment, Han Yi suddenly rose up, flicking his white jade whisk, and shouted sternly.
"You choose the path to heaven but refuse to take it, for you barge into the gates of hell! Three thousand raindrops fall!!!"
All of a sudden.
The whisk immediately flew up and hovered above her head. With a whooshing sound, countless white dust threads, like countless sharp swords, broke off and shot out.
The direction he was aiming at was precisely Han Yi, who was charging straight at him.
At this moment, Han Yi's physique suddenly grew to nearly three meters tall, his entire body covered in thick, solid muscles, like overlapping mountains, heavy and solid. His veins bulged, and a large amount of black energy adhered to them, as if he were covered with a layer of black armor.
Surprisingly, the moment he made a move, he unleashed his third form, second only to the Asura form…
Physical liberation. He dared not hold back against the powerful figures of the Shangyuan Miaozong.
Anyway, everything went smoothly with Zhong Han. As long as he can escape successfully, even if we lose today...
He'll get his revenge sooner or later.
"You keep talking about cause and effect, you talk about it all the time... since you value it so much..."
Han Yi wore a sinister grin, and black energy, like snakes, writhed and moved along with his skin.
"So you killed so many people from my Ten Thousand Beasts Sect for no reason, did you even consider the consequences?!"
Swish!
From all the acupoints in his body, solid true energy burst forth like steam, and his entire body suddenly changed direction and rose higher, rushing towards Liu Miaoxuan's rear guard.
Of the three, he could tell that this person was the most mysterious and powerful. Defeating this person first would make the other two hesitant, creating enough time to escape.
"Trying to bully me? You really don't know what's good for you..." Liu Miaoxuan chuckled and suddenly released the talisman she was holding.
Sizzle sizzle sizzle!!
The talisman shone brightly, and in the time it took to breathe, hundreds and thousands of talismans, inscribed with tiny characters in vermilion, flew everywhere, as if they were self-replicating.
"Go!" Liu Miaoxuan seemed a little bored and gently pointed in Han Yi's direction.
Swish! !
The yellow torrent formed by the talisman surged and swept away like an inverted sea hanging in the sky.
"Senior Brother Liu's innate divine talisman! The headmaster is right, this kid is truly incredibly lucky, to have such a feast for the eyes before he dies!" Qingya Zi, who had been gripping the copper bell tightly, immediately released it, stroked his beard, and smiled.
In his eyes, Han Yi... was already a dead man.
Having cultivated on the Upper Three Peaks for many years and received guidance from the elders, Liu Miaoxuan possesses unfathomable strength. His single move, the Golden Guardian Talisman Kill, is equivalent to the combined attack of several grandmasters.
"Boundless Fist, Attack!"
Feeling the power of the rushing torrent and the immense threat to his body, Han Yi roared and instinctively used all his strength.
In an instant, his already enormous body swelled up again.
A massive, over three-meter-tall creature, it looked down on everything like a giant, its boiling blood and qi burning fiercely, covered with a large number of twisted, bizarre, blood-red net-like patterns, as if it were wearing an extra layer of bright red vest from top to bottom.
The yellow torrent was fleeting and extremely fast, colliding head-on with Han Yi, who was rushing straight at him, in the blink of an eye.
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