Redemption of a Born Demon

Chapter 192 - 183: Arriving in Japan, A Grand Event Imitating Donghua (Part 2)

A figure seemed to traverse space itself, stepping out of the Blue-White Demon Flame to materialize on the room’s ocean-view balcony. The sight left the eight people inside utterly dumbfounded, so stunned they even forgot to scream.

Of course, they couldn’t have screamed even if they’d wanted to. From the moment Yi Beidou appeared, the entire room—and their very lives—was under his control.

Yi Beidou said nothing more, simply watching them in silence.

"You... could you be the Mr. Yi?!"

Just then, Qian Haochuan realized Yi Beidou looked incredibly familiar. His dazed expression instantly shifted to one of excitement and shock.

They were all from Modu, so of course they knew about the recent Martial Hero Conference and the Modu Street Fight. Qian Haochuan had even watched Yi Beidou’s duel from one of the buildings surrounding Modu Central Park, so the memory was deeply etched in his mind.

His camera still contained plenty of photos and videos from that day.

’Mr. Yi?’

The others were stunned for a moment when they heard the name, but it quickly clicked.

As residents of Modu, and as young people who were quick to pick up on the latest trends, it was impossible for them not to have heard the name "Mr. Yi." Even if they hadn’t gone to the duel in person, they had definitely stumbled upon short videos of it online.

Yi Beidou’s prestige in Donghua was now far greater than he himself imagined.

"You know me?"

Yi Beidou didn’t deny it. If he had wanted to, he could have easily altered his appearance and faced them with a different identity.

He had no intention of disguising himself, nor was he the least bit worried about news of his trip to Japan leaking and allowing the Japanese to prepare.

He wasn’t going to Japan to deal with one or two opponents; he was going to face a tribulation. And when a tribulation descends, there’s no point in acting furtively.

Hearing Yi Beidou confirm it himself, Qian Haochuan and the others exchanged a look, their eyes filled with utter excitement.

With such a legendary figure appearing before them in the flesh, how could they not be excited?

They were indeed from wealthy families, but how could they possibly compare to an Immortal-like figure such as Yi Beidou? Here was an individual who could genuinely influence the global situation, the very embodiment of what countless people dreamed of becoming.

Soon, the group reined in some of their excitement. Looking at the man before them, wreathed in the Demon Flame like a god or a devil, they suddenly felt an intense, oppressive pressure that made them feel constrained.

"Mr. Yi, this ship is indeed headed for Japan. The first port of call is Changqi County. May we ask... what brings you here?"

Qian Haochuan stepped forward and asked cautiously.

The group wasn’t stupid; they could easily guess what had just happened.

The humanoid shadow they had captured on camera wasn’t some ghost or specter—it was the very Mr. Yi standing before them.

He had run across the surface of the sea with some incredible power, even masking his presence so they couldn’t spot him with the naked eye. If Qian Haochuan’s camera hadn’t happened to be pointed at the ocean, he probably would have boarded the ship silently and never revealed himself at all.

"Changqi, you say? I have some business in Japan. I saw your cruise ship along the way and decided to hitch a ride."

Yi Beidou said it casually, as if it were as simple as hitching a ride by the side of the road.

Hearing this, their scalps tingled.

’Hitching a ride? What the hell?’

’It’s been six or seven hours since the cruise ship set sail. Did this guy really run all the way here from Modu, across the vast, dark sea?!’

’So when he said he was "going to Japan," he meant he was going to run there? On his own two legs? Across the ocean?!’

’Is he even human? What in the world could possibly stop someone like this?’

Their mouths hung open, feeling as if their entire worldview had been shattered.

When they had watched the duel, they had thought people like him were unfathomably strong, but still human. They assumed he would be obliterated by high-powered modern weapons. That was the official narrative, anyway.

Divine Power cannot overcome firepower.

But now, faced with this, they realized the state’s propaganda was likely just a means to prevent widespread panic.

The abilities of a person like this had transcended the bounds of human society. It was as if he and ordinary people were two different species.

This wasn’t a distinction based on wealth or social class, but one defined by sheer, uncontainable power.

"Are you going to Japan for the ’All Martial Arts Conference’ that’s being held there?"

Qian Haochuan asked, his eyes lighting up as if he’d just had a realization.

"All Martial Arts Conference?"

A flicker of confusion crossed Yi Beidou’s eyes.

He hadn’t been paying much attention to the situation in Japan recently, so he knew nothing about this conference.

"Right as our Hundred Heroes Martial Arts Discussion was kicking off in Donghua, Japan suddenly announced they would be hosting an ’All Martial Arts Conference.’ It’s basically a carbon copy of our Martial Hero Conference. We’re taking this cruise to Japan to check it out."

Qian Haochuan explained.

Yi Beidou understood immediately.

The success of the Donghua Martial Hero Conference had a significant impact on other countries.

Japan, being the closest to Donghua, has a Martial Arts Realm with a similar structure, full of long-standing schools and factions. Moreover, the Japanese have a reputation for imitating successful models.

And so, this so-called "All Martial Arts Conference" was born.

The timing they chose was also quite strategic.

According to Qian Haochuan’s group, the All Martial Arts Conference was launched just as the Hundred Heroes Martial Arts Discussion was getting underway, which was shortly after the Modu Street Fight had concluded.

At that time, Donghua was spread too thin to put any real pressure on Japan. This also allowed Japan to counter the media narrative and drown out any unfavorable news coming out of Donghua.

’If that’s the case, it could save me a lot of trouble,’

Yi Beidou thought to himself.

’The All Martial Arts Conference. A time when the destiny of the Japan Martial Arts Realm is concentrated. The perfect moment to face the tribulation.’

’Under the watchful eyes of the world, I will, by my own power, weigh this nation.’

’They would never imagine that I, Yi Beidou, would actually come to Japan alone.’

Afterwards, Yi Beidou made some small talk with the group. Qian Haochuan and the others were very enthusiastic, and eagerly found Yi Beidou a tracksuit that fit him.

"Mr. Yi, do you think people like us still have a chance to learn martial arts?"

During the conversation, one of the young men couldn’t help but ask.

The others immediately looked on with hopeful expressions.

Ever since the Martial Hero Conference began, they had all become quite interested in martial arts. Unfortunately, they were a bit old now and had missed the optimal window for training.

"Achieving a high level of mastery is unrealistic, but there’s no problem with using it for health and fitness. Since fate brought us together, I’ll teach you a fist technique."

Yi Beidou said.

He had never specialized in any particular school’s fist technique, but as the saying goes, to master one principle is to understand ten thousand. At his level, his understanding of the human body was so profound that creating a simple fist technique for ordinary people to build their strength was no problem at all.

Hearing this, looks of sheer ecstasy appeared on their faces. They were just about to stand up and thank him when they saw Yi Beidou’s chest and abdomen begin to hum. The Demon Flame around him suddenly erupted, enveloping the entire room.

VMMMM!!

The Demon Sound vibrated, reverberating throughout the room. Everyone’s body trembled violently, their eyes wide with terror.

They discovered their bodies were moving on their own, completely out of their control.

Posture Stance, punching, Emitting Force...

They all moved in unison like marionettes, their bodies performing actions that should have been completely impossible for them.

After spending over a month researching how to control cats to perform fist techniques, Yi Beidou’s "Reincarnation" skill had improved by leaps and bounds.

After ten minutes, the full set of the fist technique was complete, leaving everyone drenched in sweat.

Suddenly, the Demon Sound ceased and the Demon Flame retracted. When they focused their eyes, Yi Beidou was already gone, with only his voice left reverberating in the room.

"Our meeting was fated. I have taught you some martial arts; how far you can take them is up to you."

Just now, Yi Beidou had used the Demon Sound to control their bodies, but he had taught them more than just the superficial techniques. He had also guided the circulation of their Qi and blood and their breathing methods. How much of these internal aspects they could grasp, however, depended entirely on their own insight.

To meet an Immortal is to be granted a great opportunity.

But whether they could seize that opportunity was up to them.

Staring at the now-empty room, the whole experience felt like a dream. Everyone wore expressions of disbelief.

A figure like that, coming and going without a trace... it was simply too otherworldly.

"Is this an Immortal of the mortal realm?"

someone whispered to themself.

"I’m afraid something big is about to happen in Japan,"

Qian Haochuan said gravely.

"What makes you say that?"

someone asked.

"When Donghua hosted the Martial Hero Conference, foreign Martial Artists flocked to our country to issue challenges, and Japan was among them. Now, Japan is hosting its own martial arts conference, and Mr. Yi is heading there at this exact time. What do you think he’s going to do?"

Qian Haochuan said.

A look of realization dawned on the group.

"Looks like we’ll have to find a way to extend our visas and stay in Japan a while longer!"

one of them said, thrilled.

Young people always love to stir up trouble.

They wanted to witness this major event that could shake the entirety of Japan.

For the next three days, no one saw Yi Beidou again. Qian Haochuan and his friends all instinctively kept their mouths shut, not breathing a word of what had happened to anyone.

WHOOO!!

With a long blast of its horn, the cruise ship docked at the port in Changqi County, Japan.