2: Chapter 2 The Enemy is Actually a True Disciple of the Demonic Sect

Gu Han looked at Zhao De with a confused expression, nodded heavily, and spoke.

"Uncle Zhao, as a son, I cannot be at peace if I do not avenge my father's wrongful death."

Seeing the unwillingness on Gu Han's face and the determination in his eyes, Zhao De did not respond immediately but looked around instead.

Seeing that the other Jailers were no longer there, Zhao De reached out and pulled Gu Han into a corner.

Gu Han was startled by Zhao De's action and, caught unprepared, nearly fell to the ground.

At the same time, Zhao De's pull caused Gu Han's newly calmed blood and Qi to surge again, nearly erupting from his mouth.

"The original host is really damn weak."

Gu Han couldn't help but complain in his heart.

At this moment, Zhao De lowered his voice, his tone slightly stern.

"Gu kid, you'd better not mention your father's death in the line of duty here in the Heavenly Prison."

"Otherwise, if the higher-ups blame you, you'll suffer for it."

"The higher-ups have already issued a gag order regarding the deaths of your father and his group, forbidding anyone from discussing the matter further."

Hearing Zhao De's words, Gu Han was inwardly startled.

At the same time, he felt a tearing sensation deep within his Soul.

"Rest assured!"

"Since I have taken over your body, I will definitely avenge your father's death."

As Gu Han muttered silently in his heart, the previous tearing sensation deep within his Soul disappeared.

Only now did Gu Han truly take control of this body, his Soul and Physical Body having completely achieved Fusion.

Then, Gu Han looked at Zhao De with a calm face.

"Uncle Zhao, can you tell me who killed my father?"

"Just who is it that could make the higher-ups act like this?"

"Gu kid, stop asking."

"Just live your life in peace. Once your father's mourning period is over, marry a girl from an ordinary family and have two fat boys."

"That would be a way to comfort your father's spirit in heaven."

Hearing this, the stubbornness and persistence deep within Gu Han's heart flared up.

"Uncle Zhao, please just tell me!"

"Otherwise, I will live in pain for the rest of my life."

"You wouldn't want to see me like this, would you?"

Seeing Gu Han's determined face, it was clear he wouldn't give up until he knew.

"Sigh!"

"Gu kid, what can you even do if you know?"

"Knowing too much will only make you suffer more."

"You only need to know that the person who killed your father is someone you will never be able to reach in your lifetime."

"If you don't want your father to continue worrying about you after his death, then listen to me."

"Let this matter go and live out this life peacefully."

Looking at the sadness in Zhao De's eyes and his deep secrecy regarding the person who killed Gu Han's father,

Gu Han had some guesses in his heart, but he still asked unwillingly.

"Uncle Zhao, I promise you, I won't be reckless."

"Furthermore, after today, I will never mention this matter again and will live my life peacefully."

Looking at Gu Han's expression, Zhao De's heart wavered slightly.

But thinking of the entrustment Gu Han's father made before his death, he hardened his heart.

"Gu kid, people of our low status should just accept our fate!"

"You are a frail person, what do you have to seek revenge with?"

"Are you going to seek revenge with your mouth?"

Hearing this, Gu Han's suspicions grew even stronger.

"Uncle Zhao, don't worry, I won't risk my life."

After a moment's hesitation, Zhao De finally spoke.

"Gu kid, promise me that once you know the truth, you will let it go and never act on impulse."

Gu Han nodded solemnly.

"Three months ago, a young man wearing Cloud Brocade was brought into the Heavenly Prison."

At the same time, Zhao De pulled out a wineskin from his waist and took a heavy gulp.

"That person wasn't wearing any shackles and was imprisoned directly in a cell on our floor."

Zhao De's voice suddenly caught, as if someone had choked him, and his eyes couldn't help but moisten.

"I was supposed to be on duty that day."

"But because a relative came to visit, I swapped shifts with your father."

"The person who died that day should have been me."

"It's all my fault that Old Gu was harmed."

...

Seeing Zhao De's guilt-ridden expression, Gu Han hurriedly spoke to comfort him.

"Uncle Zhao, I don't blame you, and my father wouldn't blame you either."

"If there's anyone to blame, it's the person who killed my father."

Hearing Gu Han's words, Zhao De finally broke free from his guilt and continued.

"That day, your father was feeding the prisoners as usual and was about to head back to rest."

"But when he passed that young man's cell, he was killed by that beast."

"That beast drained all of your father's blood to practice his cultivation."

"Afterward, that beast went on a killing spree on this floor of the Heavenly Prison, constantly sucking blood to Cultivate."

"Finally, he just walked away."

Hearing this, Gu Han's gaze became extremely cold, filled with intense killing intent.

Seemingly sensing something, Zhao De stopped and looked at Gu Han.

"Gu kid, come back to your senses."

Hearing Zhao De's call, Gu Han immediately restrained his killing intent.

"Uncle Zhao, please continue, I'm fine."

Seeing that Gu Han was clear-headed, Zhao De continued.

"Afterward, we old colleagues secretly inquired and found out."

"That beast is the True Disciple of the Azure Demon Sect—Xu Yuan."

"In order to use the Heavenly Prison to Cultivate and improve his cultivation, he deliberately got himself arrested."

Saying this, Zhao De's tone became cold, filled with hatred.

Immediately, he picked up the wineskin again and took several fierce gulps of wine.

The wineskin was squeezed by Zhao De's palm, leaving deep finger marks.

"Azure Demon Sect..."

"That is a behemoth that even the imperial court is somewhat wary of."

"Xu Yuan's Revered Master, the Blood Hand Butcher—Tu Qianli, is one of the Elders of the Azure Demon Sect, a being with terrifying cultivation."

"Even the higher-ups of the Zhenwu Division find it difficult to match him."

Just as he finished speaking, Zhao De suddenly coughed violently, though it was unclear if he was choked by the wine or by self-reproach.

"Gu kid, you haven't even entered the Body Tempering Realm and aren't even a Martial Artist. Trying to touch someone of that level is undoubtedly like an egg striking a stone."

Gu Han lowered his head in silence.

At the same time, doubts began to arise in his heart.

"It's impossible for someone like Xu Yuan not to be registered with the Zhenwu Division."

"Once caught in the Heavenly Prison, it's also impossible for him to be imprisoned on the first floor where the guard force is weak."

"Unless someone in the Zhenwu Division deliberately cooperated with Xu Yuan's cultivation."

He pondered for a moment.

Gu Han raised his head, hiding the doubts in his heart, and looked at Zhao De, switching the topic.

"Uncle Zhao, can you tell me about the Martial Dao?"

Zhao De stared at Gu Han for a while.

Gu Han almost thought he had been exposed.

"Gu kid, your bones and frame have already set."

"Furthermore, you were born with Innate deficiencies and mediocre talent. It's difficult to achieve anything in the Martial Dao, so there's no need to waste your efforts on it."

"Unless a Martial Dao expert performs Marrow Cleansing and Essence Refining for you."

"Or, you take a Marrow Cleansing and Essence Refining Medicinal Pill to change your bone talent."

"Otherwise, you are destined to be a Mortal for the rest of your life."

Hearing this, Gu Han did not explain.

"Uncle Zhao, even if I can't succeed in cultivation, strengthening my body is still good."

"Sigh!"

"Fine!"

"You're right, strengthening the body is also very good."

"Otherwise, you might not be able to endure in the Heavenly Prison."

"The Martial Dao Realms are divided into the Body Tempering Realm, Meridian Connecting Realm, Origin Core, Divine Intent, Mortal Shedding..."

"As for the Realms after Mortal Shedding, I don't know either."

Zhao De sighed and took out two Secret Manuals from his robe, handing them to Gu Han.

"Here."

"These are the Cultivation Techniques for the Heavenly Prison Jailers."

"They aren't any profound Cultivation Technique Secret Manuals."

"But they should be enough for you to practice."

Seeing this, Gu Han hurriedly reached out to take the techniques.

The moment the techniques were handed to Gu Han, a burst of electronic static flashed through his mind.

As someone whose web novel reading time started over ten years ago, he was instantly overjoyed.

"It's coming."

"It's here."

"The standard Golden Finger for transmigrators, it's online."

Immediately, a transparent panel floated before Gu Han's eyes.

host: Gu Han

life essence: 100

Aptitude: Trash

Realm: None

Cultivation Technique: Prison Suppressing Art - Not yet initiated

Martial Skill: Town Prison Saber Technique - Not yet initiated

Life Essence Embers: 0

Gu Han didn't have time to care about the content on the panel and stared straight at Zhao De.

Instantly, Zhao De laughed.

"It's just basic techniques, is there a need to be this happy?"

"If you had started cultivating earlier, who knows, you might have initiated it by now and already be a Martial Artist."

Hearing this, Gu Han was certain that only he could see the panel.

"Perfect!"

"As expected of the transmigrator's standard equipment."

Just as Gu Han was about to put away the Secret Manuals and find an excuse to leave and study the panel, an arrogant voice shouted.