Strongest Scammer: Scamming The World, One Death At A Time-Chapter 791: Rumors Spreading And Energy Harvesting
Meanwhile, high above the sect, Han Yu found himself moving through the sky faster than he had ever experienced before.
The wind howled past his ears, yet he felt none of its force.
The Peak Head's Qi shielded him completely.
Still, Han Yu's eyes widened slightly as he looked down.
The sect stretched beneath them like a massive living organism. Peaks rose like jagged teeth from the earth, rivers of blood-colored water snaked between them, and distant halls glittered under the dim crimson sky.
Everything looked smaller.
Much smaller.
"This speed…" Han Yu thought.
They were moving at least ten times faster than his own maximum speed.
Perhaps even more.
And the most astonishing part was that the Peak Head was not using any spirit tool.
No flying sword.
No artifact.
No mount.
He was flying purely through cultivation.
Han Yu felt a strange excitement rise in his chest.
"When will I reach this level?" he wondered.
To move freely through the sky like this, without relying on external aids, was something only truly powerful cultivators could achieve.
For a brief moment, Han Yu allowed himself to imagine it.
But the thought faded quickly.
Instead, he focused on the present.
He felt no fear.
None at all.
The man holding him was now his shield.
Han Yu understood the significance of what had just happened.
The Peak Head could easily have summoned him quietly.
A message. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚
A secret meeting.
A discreet visit to the Kidney Peak.
Instead, he had come personally.
And not quietly.
He had arrived like a blazing comet across the sky, making sure half the sect saw him.
Then he had grabbed Ju Fan and flown away in full view of dozens of witnesses.
This was not coincidence.
It was deliberate.
The Peak Head was planting a seed.
Han Yu could almost hear the rumors spreading already.
Was Ju Fan in danger?
Was he being punished?
Was he chosen for something?
Was he valuable?
Until the truth was known, no one would dare to move against him.
Not Zhao Liumen.
Not the other factions.
Not even the First Kidney Peak.
The uncertainty itself was protection.
Han Yu couldn't help but smile faintly.
"The Peak Head really is clever," he thought.
But more than that, what he felt pleased about was the sheer amount of Eight Emotions Energy rushing towards him. There were thousands of wisps of Gray surprise energy coming his way, and more was being produced as the rumors spread and people saw him.
Han Yu was sure this would be providing him with a long term harvest for a while now.
And by the time the truth emerged, the situation would already be beyond simple interference.
And by then…
Han Yu would no longer be the same outer disciple who once struggled to survive in the sect's shadows.
The journey did not last long.
Despite the tremendous distance between the Fifth Rib Peak and the Kidney Peaks, the Second Kidney Peak Head crossed it in only a few minutes. The blue streak that tore across the sky slowed as they approached the towering ice-clad mountain that housed one of the most powerful factions within the Slaughtered Moon Divine Blood Sect.
The Second Kidney Peak rose like a frozen spear from the earth.
Unlike the blood-tinted peaks that dominated the rest of the sect, this mountain was cloaked in cold mist and frost. Snow gathered along its cliffs and terraces, yet it never seemed to melt despite the underlying blood-rich Qi of the sect's territory. Streams of pale blue energy flowed through the mountain like veins of ice beneath the skin of the land.
Han Yu had seen the peak from afar before.
But seeing it from above was entirely different.
They did not descend along the outer paths. There was no need to land at the base of the peak or pass through the guarded gates. The Peak Head's authority rendered such formalities meaningless.
Instead, they flew straight toward the uppermost region of the mountain.
Within moments they arrived before a massive palace structure built near the summit. Its architecture resembled the halls of ancient frost kingdoms, with crimson pillars supporting roofs layered in white snow. Frost Qi hung in the air like drifting silk.
The Peak Head did not slow further.
He landed directly on the balcony of his personal residence.
Han Yu felt the cold marble beneath his feet as the Peak Head released his shoulder. The sudden stillness after traveling at such speed made the air feel unnaturally quiet.
CREAK
The Door opened and without speaking, the Peak Head walked inside.
Han Yu followed immediately.
The interior of the residence was spacious but surprisingly simple. There were no excessive decorations or ostentatious displays of wealth. Instead, the halls were lined with ice-infused stone that naturally radiated cold energy. Formation lines faintly glowed along the walls, stabilizing the temperature and circulating spiritual Qi.
They stopped in a central chamber.
The Peak Head turned around.
His eyes locked onto Han Yu with an intensity that made the air feel heavier.
For several seconds he said nothing.
Then he spoke two simple words.
"Show me."
Han Yu already understood what he meant.
The old man was not asking for a demonstration of power. That would be impossible since Han Yu had not yet cultivated the technique. What he wanted was confirmation. Proof that the inheritance had truly been obtained.
And there was only one way to do that.
Narrate the technique.
Han Yu did not hesitate.
He straightened his posture slightly and began to speak.
"The Freezing Abyss Glacial Art is founded upon the convergence of Darkness and Ice… The abyssal cold is not born of frost alone, but of the stillness that exists before the birth of light…"
The chamber fell completely silent except for his voice.
Line after line flowed from Han Yu's lips.
The structure of the technique.
The cultivation principles.
The methods of guiding cold energy through meridians that held darkness affinity.
The unique circulation cycles required to temper both mind and body simultaneously.







