I never expected that, even in a loss, Ban Yu is still so unyielding.
I stared at him deeply, and with a slight movement of my sleeve, a copper sword slid into my hand.
This is not a half-foot-long copper sword; it is one of the magical items obtained from the Duoyu Temple.
Ban Yu's eyes flashed slightly, but his attitude remained obstinate.
Without hesitation, I swiftly closed my hand around the middle of the copper sword, slicing toward his head with the blade!
At this moment, Ban Yu clearly had no chance to dodge.
His eyes widened, a fierce glint in them, as if he was betting that I wouldn't dare to continue striking.
A faint scrape sound echoed as the copper sword brushed past his head.
A lock of hair floated up.
"Y-ou…" Ban Yu's eyes bulged in anger.
My eyes carried a trace of regret.
The destiny of shadowed lives carries a unique aura within them. Coupled with razor blades steeped in various grasses and branches of tombstones and ghost trees, it achieves the effect of shaving a live person's head and directly confronting ghosts.
The fate of the Yang spirit doesn't possess such power. This kind of move is more like a mere slap in the face, an embarrassing insult.
The trace of regret was erased, and I looked at Ban Yu with a cold and indifferent gaze.
Ban Yu's anger began to transform into a growing unease.
"I'm... sorry... I spoke out of line just now..." He apologized extremely unwillingly.
Huāyíng's face carried a faint smile, not because of Ban Yu's apology, but because she saw my strength had improved further.
"We want to know about the dissection material." Afterwards, Huayi looked at Ban Yu seriously and said.
Ban Yu closed his eyes, then opened them again, shaking his head to say he could not disclose it.
Huayíng's expression stiffened instantly.
Ban Yu glanced at me with slight apprehension before muttering in a low voice, "I've apologized, the people have been beaten, and I've said my sorry. You can leave now, otherwise, I'll have to call the police."
I frowned again.
However, I had used that move at the Kaito Temple as well.
When you can handle it yourself, do so. If you can't, seek "external help." In broad daylight and clear skies, no one can stop the police.
It seems like I've messed up the situation, but if I hadn't given Ban Yu a beating earlier, he would have been more arrogant and would have made it difficult to talk.
"What are you really after…" Huayi's eyebrows furrowed slightly as she was about to ask.
I interrupted Huayi's words.
"We will leave now, but I cannot guarantee when I will come back to ask again. It's inconvenient in the daytime, so it will be at night. You are unable to answer when you are awake, so it will be when you sleep."
My tone was quite neutral, as if I were talking about a mundane little matter.
"If I moved a bit faster, I might have severed your hand before you could call the police. Hmm, in that case, there would be no need to wait for another time." Holding the middle of the copper sword, I loosened my grip slightly and then gripped it again to hold the hilt.
"You…" Ban Yu stared at me, a mix of shock and anger.
"What school are you from, exactly? That's the kind of behavior you exhibit!"
"Huayi said I am a wandering Taoist. Do wandering Taoists need a school? Furthermore, who I was before is something you don't know, and I have no need to explain myself to you."
I raised my hand slightly and moved closer to Ban Yu, my gaze particularly fixed on Pan Yu's wrist.
A bead of sweat the size of a bean formed on Ban Yu's forehead, and his hand, which was reaching into his pocket to pull out his phone, stopped mid-motion.
I noticed his subtle movements and added, "Spit out everything you know. If I discover any withheld information, I cannot guarantee what I will do if I get angry. If you lie to us and anger me, I'm even less sure whether it'll be the copper star strike to break your neck or a bolt of lightning to turn you into a ball of charcoal."
My tone became even colder.
Ban Yu's pupils shrunk slightly. He seemed to have remembered something, and his whole body trembled.
The resistance in his eyes weakened significantly, and there was a faint sense of fear.
"The dissection material is a type of magical artifact…"
"It originates from the most vengeful part of a corpse, or an item. This object usually contains venomous residues from the deceased, and common folk who come into contact with it will die."
"My father used to guard a burial cave, and many people would 'visit.' Even though our funeral workers found the corpse smell and venomous residues difficult to approach, they showed no fear."
"Your father? Some people?" My tone became slightly solemn.
The first sentence implies that Pan Yu has no personal experience, while the second sentence makes me wonder.
"That's definitely my master. There are no burial caves in Jianghuang City."
"My master is a succession of funeral workers and tomb guardians. Over the years, there were no more corpses to collect, so our line was left with only the task of guarding tombs. A few years ago, the burial cave was developed into a tourist attraction with warning signs, and some unqualified people took over. My master didn't insist on staying there and lived in nearby cities for a few years before having me. After that, we moved again and settled in inland areas."
Seeing that Ban Yu was digressing, I pulled him back, expressing that I had no interest in his family and only wanted to know about the dissection material.
Ban Yu seemed slightly embarrassed and coughed before saying, "The three words 'dissection material' are what those people call it. They visited the burial cave so often that my father became exhausted in defending it. One time, he almost got killed. After that, those people told my father not to be so rigid and explained to him about the dissection material. They told him that it doesn't affect the burial cave, and as long as they complete their family practice, they won't harm my father again."
"That's why my father remembers it so vividly, because those people had a unique method that my father had never heard of a peculiar offshoot family near his location."
"Many years later, when I was almost twenty, he suddenly developed gangrene on his skin because he had been poisoned deeply by the zombie venom. He realized suddenly and told me that he had never been properly cured of the injuries he sustained in the hands of those people, which also contained latent zombie venom in his bone marrow..."
"Before my father died, he didn't explain how he got poisoned, only warning me not to come into contact with those people."
With those words, Ban Yu's eyes showed signs of blood vessels, and he stared at me tensely.
Although Ban Yu's logic wasn't as strong as Huayi's, this explanation did make some sense.
Family... training?
A family that uses items from the bodies of the deceased, their training places are all in burial caves?
Using zombie venom to harm others, this method is too diabolic.
The Luo family originated from such a place?
For a moment, I felt a stuffy sensation in my chest, an uncomfortable feeling.
"Where is the burial cave?" I asked Ban Yu again.
"Ban District, there's a place called Daxian nearby. I haven't actually been there, so I don't know the exact location." Ban Yu muttered, "If you're planning to go there and can't find it, you can't say that I lied to you."
I didn't speak, just squinted at Ban Yu.
Ban Yu's forehead sweat formed a bean-sized bead, and his eyelids twitched uncontrollably. "I wouldn't lie... If you had told me earlier that you were from Tianyao Temple, I definitely wouldn't have dared to provoke you. I would have told you everything you wanted to know..."
