He has been reincarnated through countless worlds, adorned with billions of mythological terms!

Just two words.

But the air in the room seemed to be suddenly compressed by something.

Zhao Tieshan's laughter sounded stuck in his throat, like someone was choking him.

The two people behind him frowned simultaneously and subconsciously took a half step back.

They didn't know why they were leaving.

It's just that the body moved on its own.

Yun Yi got up from the bed and patted his trouser legs.

He looked at Zhao Tieshan.

There was no anger, no threat, and not even a clear expression.

Those eyes were as calm as if they were looking at a dead person.

Zhao Tieshan's smile froze completely on his face.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but his throat felt like it was stuffed with cotton, and he couldn't squeeze out a single word.

An unprecedented pressure surged from all directions—the whole room was rejecting him, telling him: you shouldn't be here.

He wanted to draw his sword.

His hand had already touched the hilt of the knife, but he couldn't pull it out.

It's not that I'm afraid.

It was the knife that had been with him for three years, trembling in its sheath.

The woman behind Zhao Tieshan reacted the fastest.

Without saying a word, he turned around and climbed out the window, his movements as swift and decisive as if he had rehearsed it countless times.

The man hesitated for a second, glanced at Zhao Tieshan, and then jumped as well.

Are you kidding me?

The aura he exuded alone was enough to inspire fear—he certainly didn't seem like an ordinary person.

He's definitely a big shot who enjoys playing the field.

"you--"

Zhao Tieshan wanted to curse, but the sound he made came out of his throat distorted.

Yun Yi looked at him.

three seconds.

Maybe only two seconds.

Zhao Tieshan's knife stopped trembling—because his hand had left the hilt.

His knees stopped bending—because he had squatted down completely.

He forced a smile onto his face.

It's ugly, it's forced, but it's sincere.

That kind of sincerity that comes from the very marrow of one's bones.

"I'm getting out."

Zhao Tieshan said.

Then he really did leave.

As he climbed out of the window, his legs gave way, and he rolled twice on the ground like a tire, knocking over a trash can. He scrambled to his feet and ran away without looking back.

I only have one life.

Rather than gambling on a path that has at least a 90% chance of failure, it's better to get out now.

Xu Youyou stood there, her mouth agape, big enough to fit an egg.

She turned and looked at Yun Yi.

He was still standing in front of that broken bed, his hands in his coat pockets, his expression as calm as if nothing had happened.

silence.

A long silence followed.

Xu Youyou's lips moved several times before she finally made a sound:

"Who...are you?"

Yun Yi glanced at her, then walked back to his computer desk and sat down.

"Didn't you say you wanted to send a message? Hurry up."

Xu Youyou paused for two seconds, then quickly walked over and sat down.

My fingers were still shaking when I put them on the keyboard.

She took a deep breath and started typing.

Yun Yi leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and listened to the sound of the keyboard.

Outside the window, the night wind was still blowing.

In the distance, Zhao Tieshan's cursing could be faintly heard, as if he were explaining to someone why he had rolled out of the second-floor window.

Three minutes later, Xu Youyou pressed the send button.

She stood up, hesitated for a moment, and turned to look at Yun Yi.

"Um... thank you."

"Um."

"I……"

Xu Youyou hesitated for a moment, then finally took a crumpled piece of paper out of her pocket and placed it on the table.

"This is how I contact you."

"If there's anything I can help you with..."

She didn't finish her sentence because she found it ridiculous to say it.

What help could someone who can scare away a second-level transcendent being with just a glance possibly need from her?

But Yunyi reached out, took the note, glanced at it, and put it in his pocket.

"OK."

Xu Youyou paused for a moment, then smiled.

She turned and walked to the window, glancing back before jumping out.

Yun Yi had already lay back on the bed, his hands behind his head and his eyes closed.

Moonlight streamed in through the broken window and fell on his face.

Xu Youyou disappeared into the night.

The rented room quieted down.

Yun Yi opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling for a long time.

Then he slowly sat up and took the Qi and Blood Bead out of his pocket.

The dark red bead gleamed eerily in the moonlight, like a drop of congealed blood.

He gripped the beads tightly and closed his eyes.

The warm breath seeped into my palm, traveling upwards along the meridians, like a gentle snake swimming in my blood vessels.

Ten thousand units of Qi and Blood.

That's enough for this world.

But not for now.

He opened his eyes, put the Qi and Blood Beads back into his pocket, and sat down in front of the computer.

打开浏览器。

I entered a few keywords into the search bar—

"The Heavenly Assembly".

His eyes narrowed slightly the moment the search results popped up.

There is a lot of information.

But there weren't many key points; I just picked a few reliable ones to look at.

It's roughly equivalent to an unofficial, non-governmental organization.

An unofficial, grassroots organization specializing in extraordinary abilities.

The establishment date, number of members, and location of the headquarters are unknown—that's all that can be found online.

The rest are just ordinary people praising and exaggerating.

The only certainty is that this organization has some reputation among the lower-level superhumans, and mainly does two things:

Gather extraordinary intelligence and recruit awakened individuals.

To put it bluntly, it's just a makeshift operation.

I searched for "Blood Blade" again, and there was even less information. All I knew was that he was a reactionary.

After watching for a while, I realized it wasn't very interesting.

Take out the Qi and Blood Beads.

Yun Yi held the Qi and Blood Beads in his palm and sat cross-legged on the bed.

A warm breath emanated from deep within the bead, like a snake coming to life, burrowing into the veins of the arm.

He wasn't in a hurry; he let that power flow slowly, seeping into his muscles and bones little by little.

The Blood Demon Devouring Heaven Technique circulated within his body.

This practice has a high entry barrier, but the path after you get started is much easier—it doesn't require you to practice meditation diligently or to comprehend the universe; it only requires one thing:

blood.

Other people's blood or my own blood, it's all fine.

The power of 100,000 units of Qi and blood was sealed inside the bead, and now it was being drawn out little by little by the cultivation technique and merged into Yun Yi's body.

first day.

He felt his muscles rebuilding.

It wasn't a tearing pain, but rather a tingling sensation, like countless fine needles piercing under the skin.

Sweat seeped from his pores, carrying a faint fishy smell.

the next day.

The soreness subsided, replaced by a feeling of fullness.

He could feel the texture of every muscle in his body and the direction of every meridian.

Faint dark red lines appeared beneath the skin, like veins drawn with ink.

He opened his eyes.

It was bright outside the window; it was already evening of the second day.

Yun Yi got out of bed and stretched his body.

The joints made a slight clicking sound, but not the kind of rusty sound; rather, it sounded like an oiled machine breaking in.

He walked to the wall and looked at the handprint he had left yesterday.

He raised his hand and pressed down again.

This time, the intensity was not controlled.

boom--

The entire wall shook.

Lime powder fell down in a flurry, and a palm print three times deeper than before was embedded in the wall, with several fine cracks extending outward from its edges.

Yun Yi withdrew his hand and looked at his palm.

There was no redness, no swelling, and not even numbness.

"Mid-stage Body Refinement"

He said in a low voice.

Okay.

It's already quite good that you've reached the mid-stage of Body Refinement with only one-third of your 100,000 Qi and Blood Power.