Eternal Life Starts as a Hunter-Chapter 361 - 139: With a Turn of the Hand, Storms Rise—Li Yuan the Demon
Such a person deserves a pair of "Human Skin Handcuffs".
The Black King, with dense muscles, climbed onto the carriage compartment, causing the four hubs to sink deeply with a "crack". Despite the small size, the Black King carried a heavy weight, and its pitch-black, glossy muscles were full of explosive power. The sunflower seeds teeth it exposed inadvertently while grinning showed its horrifying biting force.
Cui Huayin stared blankly at the Black King.
This dog was stronger than her.
She looked at Li Yuan in astonishment and asked, "How do you know this?"
Li Yuan smiled and said, "I have a wide range of hobbies. Before forging weapons, I was also interested in taming demons."
Cui Huayin slightly lowered her head and softly said, "Thank you..."
There was an inexplicable note of regret in her tone.
Regret for her man’s talent.
Such a demonic talent, unfortunately... can only stop at the Sixth Grade.
Li Yuan laughed and said, "Since you’re close to a breakthrough, keep it up."
He clenched his fist to encourage his wife.
After Cui Huayin’s carriage left, he placed another Black King at home to ensure Yaojue and Xiaozhao would be safe.
After all, those who would use "Human Skin Handcuffs" are either walking corpses or Sixth Grade Martial Artists.
And Fifth Grade Martial Artists could not use them, something that Zhu Nuyang proved earlier in Beijiang Prefecture.
Li Yuan guessed that "when extreme yin and extreme yang reach a certain intensity, they can no longer coexist." He could use the "Human Skin Handcuffs" now, but perhaps when at Fifth Grade, he might no longer be able to use them or even apply Yin Makeup.
But... Xiaozhao can use them, so it’s not a big problem.
Thus, a Sixth Grade Black King is enough to protect the house and protect Cui Huayin.
After all... even if they were willing to send a Sixth Grade as a Secret Investigator, their level might be just a little stronger than his nephew, right? They shouldn’t reach the level of the Black King. Besides, in such a Divine Wood Hall Inner City, if their actions don’t succeed in one strike, they can only retreat; otherwise, they would face the siege of the Divine Wood Hall’s strong ones.
Li Yuan covered his side’s "loophole" and then took Xiaozhao to the street.
"Master Li, good morning."
"Good morning."
"Taking your daughter to Zhenwei House again?"
"Haha, yes."
Li Yuan smiled as he replied to the people on the street.
Yet where his sight fell, he inexplicably felt a bit of chill.
Walking corpses can be mass-produced.
They actively violate cheap curses and then buy them back; that becomes a walking corpse.
And now, through the methods of Lianyi House, who knows how many ghosts have been harvested by these walking corpses?
How many walking corpses were hidden within his line of sight?
Li Yuan tightened his daughter’s hand and quickly walked across the street.
...
After breakfast, Li Yuan returned his daughter to the house, where Yaojue would accompany her in painting.
Then, Li Yuan went to the blacksmith shop. Today was the monthly "Yuan Clan Weapons" forging day. He would forge two Seventh Grade Top Level Weapons and then send them for auction, and the money collected would be used to supply porridge houses everywhere.
After a busy day, he wiped his sweat with a coarse cloth towel, then wrapped his reddened, strong body, baked by the fierce fire, with clothes. When he sat in the carriage to return home, a letter appeared on his seat again.
"Xiaocui." Li Yuan called out to the secret investigator disguised as the coachman at the Imperial Hand Seat, asking, "Where did the letter come from?"
"Letter?"
The walking corpse called out in surprise, "What letter?"
When he saw the letter in Li Yuan’s hand, he quickly said, "Master Li, I didn’t see anyone approach... Could it be haunted?"
Li Yuan said, "It’s nothing. I was just asking."
Then, he tossed the letter to the coachman, saying, "Open it for me."
The coachman opened the letter and handed it back to Li Yuan.
Li Yuan glanced over the letter. Yesterday, he had left a letter explaining why he couldn’t come out at night, and this letter was to set a new meeting time ———— noon tomorrow at Hengwu Restaurant.
Li Yuan stared at the letter for a while, then held it in his palm, slightly exerted his strength, and the letter turned to powder that fell to the ground, scattering from between his fingers.
The young-looking man tilted his head slightly, leaning on the dark wall of the carriage.
He wasn’t a knight with boundless heroic spirit, nor a crafty demon, nor an indifferent outsider...
He was the creator of the Overlord Blade, Demon Blade, and Absolute Blade, but he wasn’t their practitioner.
Through repeated attempts, he negated many of his own characteristics, yet what remained became increasingly clear.
What kind of person was he?
He was just a person with some bravery but not much, one who indulges in the lusts of the red dust and enjoys the colors of the mundane world, yet doesn’t like troubles.
Therefore, he wanted to nip troubles in the bud.
It’s better to think things through beforehand than to become hot-blooded after the fact, isn’t it?
...
...
Midnight.
Hengwu Restaurant.
A private room.
Three figures were whispering.
"This time, the organization sent many people to infiltrate the Divine Wood Hall Inner City.
And our task is to take Master Li away.
Master Li will come to see me at noon tomorrow.
Since he behaves this way, he presumably intends to leave with us."
"But sir, he can’t leave right now... The Divine Wood Hall is keeping a close eye on him, afraid that something might happen to him."
"That’s no problem; as long as we give him a Yin Makeup, he can leave. By then, someone else can play his role in the house."
"Sir, that’s not possible either. Master Li’s daughter and wife are both here; he likely won’t agree to leave alone."
"Heh... Cui Huayin will persuade him to agree."
"Sir, are you saying..."
"Of course, Cui Huayin’s identity is special. She deserves such a treasure."
"Alright, we should each head back now, lest we arouse suspicion."
In this group of three, Steward Wu was obviously the leader. After they whispered for a while longer, they went their separate ways.
