Chapter 24 The Secret Art of Losing Life
Han Zhi was locked up by Chi Changyuan.
That day he was beaten to a pulp, and he stabbed himself in the chest in front of the God of Wood, barely satisfying the God of Wood.
Chi Changyuan's strike of the knife was so precise that it was just a little bit away from taking his life.
He was lying on the bed, his arms were chained and he couldn't even get out of bed.
He didn't know how many days had passed outside, nor did he know what Chi Changyuan was doing.
There was not even anyone to deliver food, as if no one in Taiqing Palace remembered him anymore.
"I haven't seen you for a year, why are you so miserable now?"
A long-lost sound came, and Han Zhi anxiously searched for the source of the sound. He was so lonely. In this silent room, the world seemed to have forgotten him, driving him crazy step by step.
Even in the water prison of the Kingdom of Jin, he had never found it so difficult.
"Is it you?"
Seeing Nan Chao Wenyan pushing the door open, Han Zhi was a little dazed. The last time he saw him was on the Jin Kingdom's arena.
"How did you get in?"
Is the defense of Taiqing Palace so poor?
Nan Chao Wenyan raised an eyebrow and said with a hint of amusement, "How did you get in? Of course, Chi Changyuan invited me here. He's getting married, but not to you. Didn't you know that?"
What?
Han Zhi sat up straight, a little anxious: "What do you mean?"
It is obviously more painful for him to almost have it and then lose it than to never have it at all.
Nan Chao Wenyan was very satisfied with Han Zhi's reaction. He sat beside him with a mischievous look and held up his face: "Look at this face, it's full of scars. It must have been caused by being whipped with a water thorn. He really couldn't bear to do that." He conjured up a bronze mirror in his palm and pointed it at Han Zhi, allowing him to see clearly what he looked like now.
"The scars left by the water thorn whip can never be erased. It's a pity that your face looks 60% like Jin's."
Ah Jin's face always made him fantasize.
Han Zhi knew that he didn't look good now, but this was the first time he saw what he looked like since that day.
What kind of face is that?
The densely packed and crisscrossed whip marks beside the red pupils looked hideous and terrifying, like a bunch of dormant disgusting bugs.
Han Zhi suddenly laughed.
He looks like this now, and Chi Changyuan would probably find him disgusting if he saw him.
"Why didn't I realize you were such a romantic before?" Nan Chao asked Yan, as if he had discovered something interesting. "What do you like about him? Do you like the kindness he shows you, which everyone has?"
Han Zhi didn't want to pay attention to him.
He only cared about who Chi Changyuan was going to marry.
Is it Leng Xiangyu? But he clearly said that there would only be him...
"Do you want to go out?"
Nan Chao Wenyan pinched Han Zhi's chin and looked him over from head to toe with a scrutinizing gaze: "But with your appearance, I don't think you'll succeed in robbing a bride."
"Are you here specifically to mock me, Your Majesty?"
Han Zhi was not polite at all. He had endured humiliation for a thousand years and now he didn't want to endure it anymore.
He grabbed Nan Chao Wenyan's hand with his backhand, threatening in his eyes: "Your Majesty, if you touch me again, I don't mind risking my own life to kill you."
That man had cast a curse on him back then, but if he wasn't afraid of the consequences of breaking the curse, Nan Chao Wenyan would have no way to deal with him.
A strange look flashed across Nan Chao Wenyan's eyes, and then he burst into laughter: "Oh, you've changed."
"Why are you so excited? That broken space you built for the Chaoxi Clan will be ready in a few days. Haven't you always wanted to see it with your own eyes while you're still alive?"
He deliberately pinched Han Zhi's face: "What? Didn't you expect that I would know about their existence?"
"I won't live much longer." Han Zhi said, "What do you want in exchange for letting them go?"
He seemed to have been drained of all his strength at once. It turned out that all the things he had carefully hidden for so many years were nothing but a joke in their eyes.
Nan Chao Wenyan knew it, and Fenjin naturally knew it too.
"That's right." He patted Han Zhi's face: "Don't be so pessimistic, Chi Changyuan doesn't want to kill you."
"He'll figure it out soon enough."
Han Zhi just had a calm expression on his face. He was surprisingly calm at this moment. He said, "You want me to help you get the second half of the Water Condensation Technique, right?"
Nanchao asked about the banquet but did not respond.
"I'll get it for you."
The top floor of Taiqing Palace is an attic made of water bricks.
Logically speaking, even if Han Zhi knew the thing was here, he couldn't get in.
But it just so happened that Chi Changyuan and Han Zhi had been practicing together and exchanging essences during their honeymoon months, and they had already become one with each other, so Shui Zhuan did not stop him and let him pass easily.
As soon as he entered, Han Zhi saw a mahogany box placed in the center. When he opened the box, a blue spiritual flow surrounded him, feeling somewhat close to him.
He was a little surprised, but these blue spiritual streams seemed to like him very much and they stayed around his arms for a long time and refused to leave.
Helplessly, Han Zhi didn't care about them. He reached out and picked up the second half of the volume, opened it and quickly browsed through it. He tampered with some key data in his mind, and then bit his finger.
He was unable to use his magic power, but he had once learned a secret technique that allowed him to exhaust his lifespan and forcibly mobilize the tiny spiritual power remaining in various parts of his body.
No one would do such an obviously losing business, and no one knows who created this spell in the first place.
However, no matter who it is, they are helping Han Zhi at this moment.
He dripped blood into the brocade box, and the book he had just conceived soon appeared in the box. He put the original book aside and set up a ban instead.
Three months later, this restriction will open by itself, and Chi Changyuan will be able to discover it.
And these three months were enough for him to settle the Chaoxi tribe.
As for himself?
He remembered what the Earth God had said to him, saying that the Earth God was proficient in the art of calculation. He didn't believe it before, but now he did.
The golden light was still flowing in his chest. He didn't know what the use was, nor did he know whether the golden light could really save him.
The only thing he knew was that after today, Chi Changyuan would probably hate him to death.
Han Zhi defected with the Condensing Water Technique!
When the news reached Chi Changyuan's ears, he was arguing with the Water God.
"Just because I said you're not allowed to do that means you're not allowed to do that! He got stabbed, didn't you also stab Han Zhi? At worst, you can just kill that guy and give him your life as compensation."
He wanted to see the expression on his face when his biological son gave his life to his adopted son Leng Baibai.
"no."
Chi Changyuan denied it, saying, "His crime does not deserve the death penalty."
"So you're going to marry Leng Xiangyu?" The Water God was furious: "Is that loser worthy?"
"He's now bedridden due to the cold, and I can't just ignore him."
Mu Shen said that only dual cultivation could help him recover the fastest.
"He asked for it!"
The Water God never concealed his dislike for Leng Xiangyu: "You don't know your own weight and yet you still try to provoke others. You deserve to be stabbed!"
What's more, he didn't believe that it was Han Zhi who did it.
But Leng Xiangyu had Feng Xing as a witness, so he could only swallow his bitterness and could not express it in words.
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