68: Chapter 68 The Flag Officer's Fury Sparks a Dispute Over the Acting School! A Deadly Intent Explodes in the Prison Passage

Gu Han stared at the words "Blood Shadow Evasion - Uninitiated" on the panel.

His obsessive-compulsive disorder flared up.

"Cultivate them all to Perfection for me."

With a thought, life origin crystals turned into streaks of light and merged into his body.

In an instant, countless cultivation memories flooded into his mind like a tide.

Gu Han felt as if he had undergone decades of hard cultivation, completely mastering this life-saving secret technique of the Blood God Cult.

His figure flickered, and three afterimages appeared in the room simultaneously, each as solid as his real body.

[Detected that the host has cultivated all movement techniques to Perfection. Five life origin crystals + ten years of life essence can be consumed for Cultivation Technique Fusion and deduction.]

"brother system, fuse them, fuse them."

Gu Han confirmed without hesitation.

In a daze, he seemed to see a Prison Lord suppressing the Nine Heavens, treading on a river of blood, covering a thousand miles in a single step.

Unfortunately, that was just Gu Han's imagination.

The newly fused movement technique had not reached such a level.

However, it had reached the Rank of a Mortal Transformation Realm movement Martial Skill.

[Deduction complete!]

[Obtained an unnamed Mortal Transformation Realm Martial Skill.]

Gu Han suddenly opened his eyes. Without his body appearing to move, he appeared at the other end of the room like a ghost.

No sound of wind, no afterimages.

"This speed..."

Gu Han's heart pounded.

"I'm afraid even an ordinary Dharma Aspect Realm expert wouldn't be able to catch up."

"Heavenly Human Realm Cultivators would probably only be able to eat my dust."

Then, he tried to circulate the new movement technique. His figure darted left and right, leaving dozens of solid phantoms in the small wing room.

"Since I'm cultivating the Heavenly Prison Demon Suppression Scripture, I'll call you the Heavenly Prison Steps!"

...

About an hour later.

Gu Han pushed open the door.

By now, Gu Han had thoroughly mastered everything he had learned.

It was no exaggeration to say he was invincible within the Heavenly Human Realm.

He had even innovated the Blade Drawing Slash, fusing and deducing it into a Mortal Transformation Realm Martial Skill in one go.

Of course, this process also consumed quite a few life origin crystals.

At the same time, he had discovered a problem.

One life origin crystal only provided ten years of cultivation experience, making it easy for there to be a gap.

Consuming another life origin crystal might not necessarily bridge the gap perfectly.

"It seems if I want to deduce Advanced Cultivation Techniques and Martial Skills, I'll need to get a hundred years of cultivation experience all at once."

"That way, the effect will be better."

Gu Han couldn't help but calculate inwardly.

After a brief period of cultivation using System points, the thirty-six heavenly prison chains in his body had completely stabilized, each as easy to control as his own limbs.

"Big brother..."

A Li's timid voice came through.

Gu Han rubbed her hair.

"A Li, take good care of Grandpa at home."

"Don't go out; it's dangerous outside."

"For now, no one will pay attention to this place."

"Also, if someone knocks, don't open the door, okay!"

After giving these instructions, Gu Han left the house and headed toward the Zhenwu Division's heavenly prison.

...

After a night of the Blood God Cult rebellion.

In the early morning, the Zhenwu Division's heavenly prison was shrouded in a blood mist that had yet to dissipate.

Gu Han stood in the shadows of a street corner, the bronze compass in his bosom slightly warm, perfectly concealing his aura.

"I hope everything has settled down."

Gu Han's mouth curled into a cold smile.

During the heavenly prison turmoil last night, his gains could be said to be the greatest.

Overnight, he had become a Heavenly Human Realm expert.

Despite the Blood God Cult's schemes, the core of the heavenly prison blade ultimately fell to him.

Although the heavenly prison blade still held many secrets.

But Gu Han believed that one day, he would unravel them all.

Immediately after, he checked carefully and, after confirming several times that there were no issues, stepped forward quickly.

At this time, the City Defense Army was guarding the front of the heavenly prison.

Zhao De and the other Jailers were moving corpses.

As the morning light pierced the blood mist, the Zhenwu Token at Gu Han's waist swayed slightly as he stepped into the heavenly prison corridor.

Wet blood on the bluestone floor wound like snakes; traces of last night's slaughter remained.

"Brother Han?"

"It's great that you're okay."

"I thought you..."

Zhao De stumbled forward, clutching a blood-stained register. His face was smeared with blood, and his Jailer uniform was tattered.

"Uncle Zhao, I'm fine."

"Last night, by a stroke of luck, I managed to escape."

"However, I was pursued by remnants of the Blood God Cult."

"So I had to run and hide."

Gu Han couldn't help but explain.

Of course, this was the explanation he had prepared before coming to the heavenly prison.

To avoid causing unnecessary suspicion.

After all, given last night's chaos, no one would have noticed his situation.

Furthermore, he was just a Zhenwu Guard little banner.

An insignificant figure like him wouldn't be remembered by anyone.

At most, they would label him with the reputation of being a coward.

Zhao De's eyes widened, and he suddenly lowered his voice.

"After last night's riot, the division has been checking the duty roster..."

Before he could finish, the sound of iron boots treading on the ground came from the end of the corridor.

Eight Zhenwu Guards approached, escorting Yang Qianjue.

At this moment, Yang Qianjue no longer looked like he did before.

His battle with the Blood God Cult's Third Elder last night had cost him his left arm.

His complexion was even more haggard.

"All Zhenwu Guards, assemble!"

Yang Qianjue's voice echoed through the heavenly prison corridor.

He stood with his single arm behind his back, his face as pale as paper, yet he still exuded a suffocating pressure.

Gu Han followed the crowd quickly to the drill grounds, his peripheral vision scanning the surroundings.

The heavenly prison was a mess; the walls were covered in blade marks and bloodstains, and several corpses had yet to be cleared away.

On the drill grounds, fewer than thirty Zhenwu Guards stood sparsely, each of them wounded.

Gu Han's heart jolted; he remembered that there were at least several hundred Zhenwu Guards guarding the heavenly prison.

"Last night's sneak attack by the Blood God Cult caused heavy losses to our Zhenwu Division."

Yang Qianjue's voice was hoarse.

"The division has decided that all survivors will be promoted by one Rank to fill the vacancies."

Low murmurs immediately broke out among the crowd.

Gu Han's brows twitched slightly; this was an unexpected pleasant surprise.

"Gu Han."

Being suddenly named, Gu Han's heart skipped a beat as he stepped forward quickly and cupped his fists.

"Your subordinate is here."

Yang Qianjue stared at him, his gaze like a blade.

"In view of your previous contributions,"

"From now on, you are promoted to Acting Commandant, leading the C-Squad."

"What?"

A burly man with a face full of scars suddenly stepped forward.

"My Lord, this kid has only been a Zhenwu Guard for a few days. On what grounds..."

"Are you questioning This Envoy's decision?"

The burly man's face flushed red, but he didn't dare say more, though his eyes were filled with resentment as he looked at Gu Han.

Gu Han privately took note of this person while bowing respectfully on the surface.

"Your subordinate accepts the order and will certainly not disappoint your expectations, My Lord."

"C-Squad is responsible for clearing the corpses in the heavenly prison; it must be completed today."

"Li Jiang."

...

After the crowd dispersed, the burly man, Zhou Kang, blocked Gu Han's path with three Zhenwu Guards.

"Kid, don't think you can do whatever you want just because you've climbed a high branch."

Zhou Kang grinned hideously and patted Gu Han's face.

"It's more than normal for a Acting Commandant or two to die in the heavenly prison."

Gu Han's eyes turned slightly cold.

"Flag Lieutenant Zhou certainly has quite the air of authority."

Gu Han's voice was frighteningly calm.

"I wonder how many cultists you slew when the Blood God Cult attacked last night?"

Zhou Kang's face instantly flushed red.

Last night, he had hidden in the cellar with his cronies and only dared to come out this morning.

"You're looking for death."

Zhou Kang was furious. His Meridian Connecting Realm Peak aura erupted, and the long saber at his waist was drawn three inches out of its scabbard.

"You're just a Acting Commandant."

"Do you really think I wouldn't dare do anything to you?"

The heavenly prison corridor fell silent instantly. All the Zhenwu Guards stopped their work, their gazes simultaneously turning toward this conflict.