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"That will undoubtedly become a fatal trump card in my hand."
Recalling the terrifying power of the Six Paths of Reincarnation projection, Han Feng's blood boiled.
He took several deep breaths, forcibly suppressing the excitement in his heart.
Until your mind is completely at peace.
He then cleared his mind of distractions and used the method of internal vision to examine the furnace of life and death in his lower dantian, focusing intently on the residual marks on its surface.
That was caused by the impact of a wisp of the original projection from the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
"The legendary Six Paths of Reincarnation in the Netherworld—I hope that with my understanding, I can gain some insight into it."
On the shimmering lake surface.
A small boat glides leisurely, stirring up ripples.
At the stern, a young man dressed in the robes of a Mohist disciple rowed vigorously, while at the bow stood a burly figure draped in a black robe.
He gripped a black sword sheathed tightly in his left hand.
The sword guard features cloud patterns resembling rolling waves, exuding a unique beauty. The hilt is shaped like a flat, missing ring, seamlessly integrated with the sword handle.
This sword is none other than the renowned Mo Mei.
Non-aggressive dark eyebrows, like a sword without a sharp edge.
It is the unique symbol of the leader of the Mohist school. As long as this sword appears in the world, all Mohist disciples must obey its orders and no one dares to disobey.
281. The Secret of Six-Fingered Black Knight and Nian Duan
The sword, hidden in its scabbard, was as black as ink, without a blade or edge.
It is as flat as a ruler.
It may seem ordinary, but it is actually incredibly sharp.
The contemporary Mohist master, Six-Fingered Black Knight, stood alone at the bow of the boat, gazing at the vast, misty Mirror Lake, his mind filled with countless thoughts.
"What could possibly require my personal presence here, and why must I arrive as soon as possible?"
In order to achieve this goal.
He had been traveling day and night for several days without rest, and finally made his way from Qin territory to Chu.
However, gazing at the Mirror Lake Medical Valley, which remained as calm as ever, he felt even more confused.
Soon after.
The small boat was smoothly moored at the wooden pier on the island in the middle of the lake.
Six-Fingered Black Knight, still wearing his black cloak, stepped onto the dock and walked straight into the Medical Valley.
The undisguised aura immediately caught the attention of Nian Duan inside the room.
"You've finally arrived!" Nian Duan murmured to himself, then put down the medical book and bamboo slips in his hand, stepped out of the room, and locked his gaze on the familiar figure that haunted his dreams, momentarily lost in thought.
"How did you get yourself into this state?" Six-Fingered Black Knight asked in a low voice, his gaze falling on Nian Duan's tired face, dark circles under his eyes, and bloodshot eyes. He couldn't help but feel a pang of pity and concern.
However, as the leader of the Mohist school, his primary consideration in every action was the interests of the Mohist school.
I can only helplessly disappoint Nian Duan's deep affection.
"It's nothing, I've just encountered some difficulties with medical skills." Nian Duan resumed his indifferent expression, turned around and walked towards the back of the Medical Valley, saying without looking back, "Come with me."
Six-Fingered Black Knight frowned slightly, but said nothing more.
He silently followed.
The two entered the dense forest behind the Valley of Healing.
Nian Duan stopped and turned to look at the Six-Fingered Black Knight, asking first, "What do you think of Prince Dan of Yan?"
Upon hearing this, Six-Fingered Black Knight was slightly puzzled.
But he still answered sincerely.
"He is a very good young man, kind and compassionate. I admire him very much."
“I can be completely honest with him because we share almost identical beliefs and agree with each other.”
"He is my best friend."
"Enough!" Nian Duan interrupted Six-Fingered Black Knight sharply.
Faced with Nian Duan's sudden outburst of anger, Six-Fingered Black Knight was momentarily bewildered, completely unaware of what he had said that had touched a nerve and caused her displeasure.
He chose to remain silent, gazing intently at the woman before him, waiting for her to speak.
"Do you know the danger you are in right now? Do you know how worried I am about you?" Nian Duan suddenly questioned sharply, his emotions almost out of control.
Crystalline tears slid down her cheeks silently, uncontrollably.
"Why are you crying?" Six-Fingered Black Knight hesitated for a moment, then asked in a low voice, "If I said anything wrong earlier, I apologize to you."
She gently raised her right hand, intending to wipe away the tears on Nian Duan's cheek.
"I don't need your apology!" Nian Duan brushed away the hand of the six-fingered black-clad swordsman, letting her tears flow freely and soak her clothes.
"Have you forgotten Yan Dan's identity?" she demanded sharply. "He is the Crown Prince of Yan, of unparalleled nobility!"
"You really think he's pure and kind-hearted, that he's been able to remain firmly in the position of Crown Prince without being shaken by the princes of Yan?"
"You question Yan Dan?" Upon hearing this, Six-Fingered Black Knight frowned and retorted sharply, "I know his character very well, so don't make unfounded assumptions."
"You know him? Hah!" Nian Duan sneered. "Do you know that the person you consider a kindred spirit is secretly plotting to take your life?"
282. The Netherworld Sword: Han Feng's Suspicion
Six-Fingered Black Knight vehemently denied this, his words ringing with conviction.
"Where did you hear such absurd rumors?"
"Yan Dan and I hit it off immediately, sharing the same ideals and being loyal to each other. We have long been close friends. How could he possibly have the intention to kill me?"
Upon hearing this, Nian Duan's anger burned even brighter, but he was restrained by his deep emotions and could only patiently persuade him, hoping to awaken him to the truth.
"Now that Qin is strong and the other six are weak, the trend of unifying the world has already emerged."
"Yan Dan's devotion to the State of Yan is just like your steadfast commitment to the Mohist school. Imagine if the Mohist school faced annihilation; as its leader, how would you respond?"
Six-Fingered Black Knight responded decisively: "I will do everything in my power to protect the Mo family, even at the cost of my life."
"Then you still don't understand why Yan Dan is so close to you now?" Nian Duan almost roared, his eyes filled with pain and admonition: "He is using you to plot to control the entire Mo family."
"I will borrow your strength to accomplish something that endangers the Yan Kingdom, and you, the current Grand Master, are precisely the stumbling block on his path forward."
"Absurd! Stop talking nonsense!" Six-Fingered Black Knight also raised his voice, firmly defending Yan Dan: "It is because I intend to cultivate Yan Dan into the next leader of the Mohist school."
"Given this premise, what reason would he have to harm me?"
Nian Duan looked up at the excited Six-Fingered Black Knight, tears streaming down her face, unable to hold back.
Suddenly, she opened her arms and pulled the Six-Fingered Black Knight into her embrace.
"I only hope you are safe and sound, and wish you good health."
"You don't want Rong'er to lose her father's love too early, do you?"
A quarter of an hour ago.
Inside the stone chamber, Han Feng, relying on the enhanced abilities activated by the Destruction Mark within his body, swiftly and deeply devoured every drop of spiritual liquid in the wooden barrel.
He grabbed a robe from the side and draped it over himself.
Then Han Feng jumped out of the wooden barrel and looked at Rong'er and Yueyao on the other side. He saw the two girls playing happily, their laughter like bells.
After a moment's thought, he decided not to go forward and disturb their happy time.
Turn around and leave the fermentation bamboo shed.
Stepping into the courtyard, he picked up the Netherworld Sword and once again practiced the basic sword technique alone, awakening the power of his newly grown bones and blood while adapting to the physical transformation after the medicinal bath.
The gray hairs on both sides of the forehead gradually turned into a glossy black as the body recovered.
As he swung his sword, he was silently contemplating something else.
"Even if it is just a remnant of the Nine Realms Reincarnation Diagram, its depth of mystery is incomparable to ordinary martial arts techniques and secret methods."
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"Even the Thousand-Patterned Life Seal cannot reach this level."
"Fortunately, I have a high level of comprehension in this life, otherwise I would be sitting on a mountain of treasures but gaining nothing. I am afraid that even if I hold the Cauldron of Life and Death, I would be powerless to change the situation."
Suddenly, Han Feng vaguely caught the sound of an argument coming from deep within the Medical Valley.
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One of the voices was quite familiar to him recently; it was the voice of the Physician Nian Duan. The other was a deep, unfamiliar male voice.
Unprecedented and completely unknown.
"Is there some arguing? Could something have happened?" Han Feng hesitated, then decided to quietly approach and investigate to see if there was any danger to his and Yueyao's safety.