77: Chapter 77 Fiction Meets Reality

Qin Yi withdrew his spiritual power from his fingertips, a trace of amusement flashing in his eyes.

Chen Hao's memories were incredibly clear, letting him know that the one who had forcibly imparted cultivation to him was none other than Yang Dingtian, the former sect leader of the Chiyang Sect, who had long since vanished.

He also saw the entire process of Chen Hao burning his life force to boost his power yesterday, his death battle with Lord Asura Ye Tianhan in the deep mountains, and Rakshasa appearing just in time to save the heavily injured Lord Asura Ye Tianhan, all with absolute clarity.

"Interesting. There's actually an unexpected surprise; I've discovered another Child of Destiny," Qin Yi muttered to himself, a cold smile curling on his lips.

Just then, the system notification sounded in his mind:

[Ding! Detected Child of Destiny of "Return of the Asura": Lord Asura Ye Tianhan (Earth)]

Qin Yi opened the system panel to check Lord Asura Ye Tianhan's information.

[Name: Lord Asura Ye Tianhan] [Gender: Male] [Height: 185cm] [Weight: 90kg] [Appearance: 87] [Realm: Grandmaster Realm Peak] [Favorability: 0] [Fate: Return of the Asura (Protagonist), Decisive in Killing, Seeking Revenge for the Smallest Grievance, Late Bloomer]

His gaze shifted slightly, and combined with Chen Hao's memories, he understood instantly. This Asura was Han Yan's father, whom she had never met.

Recalling the image of Lord Asura Ye Tianhan wearing a security guard uniform in Chen Hao's mind, Qin Yi thought to himself: Truly classic. Regardless of whether it's a God of War, Dragon King, or Asura returning, they all have to start by working as security guards to silently protect their families.

At this moment, a thought rapidly formed in Qin Yi's mind.

He lowered his head, his gaze landing on Chen Hao's left arm, which was tightly wrapped in strips of T-shirt cloth. The bones there were shattered, the meridians damaged, and it was already in a semi-crippled state.

Qin Yi raised his hand, a wisp of pale golden spiritual power lingering at his fingertips, and made a light swipe toward his arm.

There was no harsh sound of metal colliding, no horrific scene of mangled flesh. The spiritual power, like the sharpest blade, precisely severed the entire left arm from Chen Hao's shoulder.

A thin layer of spiritual power wrapped around the wound, completely sealing off the blood that should have gushed out. The flesh at the wound healed and scabbed over at a speed visible to the naked eye, finally leaving only a smooth, flat patch of skin, as if he had been born with only a right arm and no left arm.

The entire process was fluid and effortless. Chen Hao, in his coma, didn't even frown; he remained sound asleep, completely unaware that he had lost his left arm forever.

Then, with a casual grasp from Qin Yi, the severed arm floating in mid-air was instantly reduced to powder by a massive force, scattering with the wind without leaving a single trace.

It wasn't over yet. Qin Yi flicked another wisp of light from his fingertip, which entered the center of Chen Hao's forehead.

The ability of Twin Hands was activated, silently tampering with Chen Hao's memories.

It made him firmly believe that the total loss of his left arm was the dire consequence of forcibly burning his life force to cast a forbidden technique yesterday, which caused his body's origin to collapse and his limb to necrotize and fall off. All his hatred would now be poured entirely onto Lord Asura Ye Tianhan.

After finishing all this, Qin Yi clapped his hands, his mind stirred, and his figure turned into a stream of light once again, returning to the campus of Haishi University.

On the other side, in the suburbs of Hai City, inside a top-tier private hospital secretly established by Asura Hall.

In an exclusive ward on the top floor of the hospital, Lord Asura Ye Tianhan lay flat on the hospital bed, his chest wrapped in thick white bandages. His face was as pale as paper, and even his breathing brought faint, stabbing pain.

The power of Chen Hao's 'Iron Mountain Lean' in his life-burning state yesterday was astonishing; it had directly shattered his sternum. Had it not been for his formidable physical body and deep internal energy, he likely would have died on the spot.

At this moment, the ward door was gently pushed open, and a tall, black-clad female figure walked in.

Rakshasa was wearing a sleek black tight-fitting combat suit, which accentuated her curvaceous and hot figure perfectly. Her waist-length black hair was tied high into a ponytail, revealing her smooth forehead and elegant swan-like neck.

Her eyes and brows were cold, beautiful, and sharp, her lip color was pale, and there was a very faint tear mole under the corner of her eye. Her whole body exuded a frigid killing intent that kept strangers at a distance; only when looking at Lord Asura Ye Tianhan on the hospital bed would a trace of imperceptible softness flash in her eyes.

Rakshasa held a folder with a black cover in her hand. Walking to the bedside and seeing Lord Asura Ye Tianhan in such a heavily injured and disheveled state, she couldn't help but curl her lips and tease:

"Tsk tsk, our world-renowned, cold-blooded Asura lord actually has a day where he's lying on a bed unable to move. This sight is truly rare to see."

Lord Asura Ye Tianhan glared at her irritably, his voice somewhat hoarse due to his injuries:

"Stop with the snide remarks. Who could have imagined that kid could boost his power to Great Grandmaster? Didn't you also get your internal organs damaged by his palm strike? We're both in the same boat, so don't laugh at me."

"Yes, yes, yes, Lord Asura is always right." Rakshasa smiled and went along with him, handing over the documents in her hand. "Alright, I won't tease you anymore. I've already found out the background of that Chen Hao you asked me to investigate."

Lord Asura Ye Tianhan's expression turned serious, and he asked in a deep voice: "How is it? What exactly is this kid's background? An eighteen-year-old in the late stage of the Grandmaster Realm cannot possibly be a nobody."

The smile on Rakshasa's face also faded. She frowned slightly, her tone heavy: "This Chen Hao is very strange."

"How is he strange?" Lord Asura Ye Tianhan pressed.

"He is an orphan who grew up in an orphanage in Qinghe County. He had a withdrawn personality and didn't have many friends, but his grades were always at the top. When he was in high school, he was bullied for a long time by Zhao Wei, the young master of the local bully family, the Zhao family. Before the semester started, because he got admitted to Haishi University, he was plotted against by the jealous Zhao Wei and pushed off a cliff."

Rakshasa flipped through the documents and said slowly, "Investigating up to this point, everything was still normal. According to common sense, he should have fallen to his death at the bottom of the cliff long ago."

She paused, her tone becoming increasingly strange: "But the strange thing is, ten days ago, which was one week before the start of Haishi University, he suddenly returned alive. And after returning, he went directly from an ordinary student with no power to truss a chicken, to a late-stage Great Grandmaster expert. That same night, he single-handedly stormed into the Zhao family and wiped them out."

"What?!" Lord Asura Ye Tianhan sat up, which aggravated his unhealed sternum, causing him to gasp in pain. However, he couldn't care about the pain and said, his face full of shock:

"Falling off a cliff and not dying, becoming a late-stage Great Grandmaster expert from an ordinary person in a month, and wiping out a local powerful family? Isn't this the standard plot for a protagonist in a martial arts novel?"

The more he thought about it, the more absurd it seemed. He couldn't help but curse, his face full of disbelief: "I've lived this long, and this is the first time I've seen something like this. It's simply a novel becoming reality! Is this kid's luck too good? Not only did he not die after falling off a cliff, but he was also taken as a disciple and taught by an expert?"

Rakshasa also frowned, her fingertips lightly tapping on the cover of the documents, pondering: "I used my connections to check all the records of ancient martial arts families and sects in the official archives, but there is no trace of this person named Chen Hao, nor is there any news of any sect having disciples descending the mountain for training recently."

She was silent for a moment, looked at Lord Asura Ye Tianhan, and said slowly: "I can't figure it out. Perhaps the most impossible, most absurd guess is the truth."

Listening to Rakshasa's words, Lord Asura Ye Tianhan nodded. Then, his tone serious, he ordered Rakshasa: "Now that I am heavily injured and have not yet recovered, I still need to recuperate for a few days. You go help me ask for leave from that security guard position at Yujing Residential Area. Additionally, dispatch three Asura Hall secret guards to secretly watch over Jieyou Tea Shop and protect Han Yan's safety."

"Understood, Lord Asura. I will go arrange it right away." Rakshasa replied solemnly, turned, gently closed the ward door, and walked away quickly.

The ward returned to silence. Lord Asura Ye Tianhan exhaled slowly, leaned against the head of the bed, and rubbed his chest with his fingertips, thinking to himself: "That kid burned his life force to boost his power; his injuries must be even more severe than mine. He shouldn't have time to come and pester Han Yan for these next few days."

Subsequently, he stopped overthinking. He sat cross-legged, slowly closed his eyes, and circulated the unique mental cultivation technique of Asura Hall. Wisps of black internal energy flowed around his body, beginning to accelerate the repair of his shattered sternum and damaged meridians.

On the other side, on the campus of Haishi University, Qin Yi took out his phone and dialed President Chen Yajun's number.

The phone rang twice before being quickly answered. A cool and respectful female voice came from the receiver: "Young Master Qin? I don't know what instructions you have for calling suddenly?"

Qin Yi's tone was flat as he walked and spoke: "I heard that Tianchen Auction House, under your Chen Group, is holding the first large-scale auction of this autumn in three days?"

"Yes, Young Master Qin. The preparatory work is basically completed." President Chen Yajun replied quickly and continued: "Is there any auction item you have your eye on? I will get it for you right now."

"No," Qin Yi said indifferently, "I just want you to add one more thing to the original list of auction items."

"Please tell me. Let alone adding one item, even changing the entire auction into your exclusive event would be no problem."

"Add a medicinal pill," Qin Yi said with an unruffled tone, "and you must publicize it, saying that this pill can enable limb regeneration with no side effects."

These words left President Chen Yajun on the other end of the phone in a brief daze. After a while, she said in utter disbelief: "Qin, Young Master Qin? What did you say? A pill that can enable limb regeneration?! Do you really have such a legendary, celestial medicinal pill?"

As the head of the Chen family, she naturally knew the plight of the current Dharma-ending age. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth was thin, and many scarce ancient medicines and treasures of heaven and earth had already gone extinct. It was almost impossible to refine such a pill that could enable limb regeneration. This casual remark by Qin Yi made President Chen Yajun wonder if he was teasing her.

"What? Would I lie to you?" Qin Yi chuckled, his tone carrying a touch of nonchalance. "I will have someone send the pill to you tomorrow. You just need to publicize it as I said. Make the momentum as big as possible; it's best if everyone in Hai City knows about it."

"Yes! Yes! I understand! I will immediately have someone modify the promotional plan and release the news tonight. I guarantee it will cause a sensation throughout Hai City!"

President Chen Yajun replied quickly, her tone full of excitement and awe, internally marveling once again at the unfathomable nature of the Qin Family.

After giving the order, Qin Yi hung up the phone directly and kept walking, heading toward Qin Shiyu's office. The sunlight shone through the leaves onto him, leaving dappled light and shadows, and a trace of imperceptible, amused smile curled on his lips.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was three in the afternoon. In the desolate deep mountains more than ten kilometers away from Haishi University, Chen Hao, lying on the scorching ground, finally moved his fingers slightly.

He slowly opened his heavy eyelids. The dazzling sunlight made him instinctively squint his eyes. The azure sky came into view, and the only sound in his ears was the rustling of the wind blowing through the leaves.

His brain, just awakened, was still a bit groggy, but the memories of yesterday's fierce battle flooded into his mind like a tide. Recalling everything from yesterday, Chen Hao's eyes, which were slightly dazed from just waking up, instantly turned sinister and ruthless.

"Lord Asura Ye Tianhan!" He growled through gritted teeth, his eyes filled with deep-seated hatred. It was all that damn security guard who caused him to end up in such a state!

Overcome by rage, he instinctively tried to support himself off the ground to sit up. He pushed hard with his right hand, but his left hand was empty, with no sensation at all.

Chen Hao was stunned. An ominous premonition instantly swept through his whole body. He turned his head tremblingly and looked at his left arm, discovering that it was completely empty.

The left arm that was originally wrapped in cloth strips had now completely disappeared. The skin at his shoulder was smooth and flat, without a single wound or any scar, as if he had only had a right arm since birth.

"No... This is impossible!" Chen Hao's pupils constricted, his face turning as pale as paper. He reached out with his right hand and touched his left shoulder over and over again; the smooth skin felt incredibly real, with no trace of fakery.

"Ah—!!! Lord Asura Ye Tianhan!!!" A heart-wrenching roar echoed through the mountains and forests, filled with endless anger, despair, and resentment, shaking the surrounding leaves until they fell rustlingly.

Chen Hao looked like a madman. He smashed his right fist hard into the ground; the hard ground was instantly smashed into a deep pit, and gravel flew everywhere.

In his tampered memories, this left arm had been completely devoured and dissolved by the violent backlash force when he cast the forbidden technique yesterday. And the root cause of all this was that damn security guard, Lord Asura Ye Tianhan! If Lord Asura Ye Tianhan hadn't forced him into a dead end, he would never have cast the forbidden technique, and he would never have ended up losing his left arm!

"Lord Asura Ye Tianhan! I, Chen Hao, swear to the heavens, in this life, I will definitely tear you into ten thousand pieces, pull out your tendons, peel off your skin, and make you die a horrible death!" His eyes were bloodshot, he gritted his teeth so hard they were about to shatter, and blood flowed slowly down the corners of his mouth.

After venting for a long time, the anger in his heart subsided slightly. Chen Hao forced himself to calm down, but the calmer he became, the heavier the despair in his heart grew.

He focused his mind to introspect himself and discovered that his meridians were damaged in many places, and his originally thick internal energy had become thin and turbid; his foundation had already been shaken.

What alarmed him even more was that he could clearly feel that his lifespan had been reduced by a full five years! And the most fatal thing was the Fire Poison in his body.

Yesterday's fierce battle plus the backlash of the forbidden technique meant the Fire Poison in his body, which he could originally suppress, was now about to spiral out of control. Streams of scorching hot airflow rampaged through his meridians, like countless red-hot steel needles piercing his internal organs. His skin surface turned an abnormal scarlet red, and his whole body was scorching hot, as if burning with fire.

"Cough... cough cough..." Chen Hao coughed violently, coughing up several mouthfuls of blood mixed with black impurities, and a tearing pain came from his chest. He knew that he was now heavily injured and unable to suppress the Fire Poison. If he couldn't find a woman with a Yin-attribute physique to dual cultivate and alleviate the Fire Poison within two days, he would be burned to death by the raging fire inside him.