Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?

Chapter 7: Chapter 7: The Fugitive Young Pharmacist of Quantai Prefecture

The future events on Cyan Cloud Mountain had already been cast out of Han Yu’s mind.

He just wondered if the entire Star Sect would be so overwhelmed with joy tomorrow that they’d do something irrational, feeling as if the sky was about to fall.

Oh, such sin! It’s so difficult to do something good these days.

Flying briskly along the mountain path, Han Yu couldn’t help lamenting how people’s hearts had changed over time.

”Leave first thing tomorrow morning.”

Having made up his mind, Han Yu slipped into the city.

At the foot of Cyan Cloud Mountain, after Lin Daozong and the elders descended, they surrounded the hundred candidates as if they were treasures.

Tsk tsk! The founder’s blessing indeed!

A hundred Upper-Grade Spirit Roots, what a concept.

Let’s put it this way! The sect had never been this wealthy since its founding.

Once they train these disciples, becoming a top sect would be almost inevitable.

Even after going underground in the future, with this achievement, the founder sharing a table with them would still be modest—they could have a table to themselves.

”Are you all willing to join the Star Sect?”

Lin Daozong smiled warmly, his aged face full of wrinkles, and asked.

The hundred candidates naturally agreed wholeheartedly, both sides quickly reaching an agreement.

At this moment, Lin Daozong came to Li Tianhai’s side and appreciatively patted his shoulder, ”Li, you’ve done a great job.”

Li Tianhai still looked dazed, ignoring his words.

Lin Daozong thought he was just overly happy and couldn’t help but laugh heartily.

”Laugh all you want, there will come a time for you to cry.”

Bai Jingliang acted like a dog, and shortly after Han Yu checked into an inn, this guy came and booked a room next to him.

After much consideration, Han Yu decided to give him the Hardworking Pill.

Now, Bai Jingliang was clutching the Pill, grinning widely.

Han Yu shook his head and said helplessly, ”Make sure you think it through before taking it. This Pill comes with side ef—”

Before he could finish speaking, Bai Jingliang, fearing the Pill would be taken away, quickly threw it into his mouth and smacked his lips, ”Not bad taste.”

Han Yu could only stare at him in disbelief, silently giving a thumbs up, ”I really admire you one hundred percent, truly.”

Bai Jingliang smiled indifferently, looking calm and said, ”It’s just about not hearing the rooster crows, right?! I’ll find a way not to hear them.”

What an impressive thought process.

Han Yu clicked his tongue in admiration.

March 12th, the sky overcast, suitable for hunting and capturing criminals.

Today was particularly important for Han Yu. He got up early, washed simply, and sat in his room quietly waiting.

In the meantime, he listened to Bai Jingliang’s ghostly wail next door, leaning on the window sill, watching him uncontrollably run toward Cyan Cloud Mountain.

Such malpractice, why are there so many mountain roosters crowing at the same time over there.

Truly, never underestimate the Pills from the Glazed Bottle; even if the sound was faint, once heard, it was heard.

A Pill was playfully placed on the table, and today’s Pill... was somewhat indescribable.

Guanyin’s Childbirth Pill: After taking it, one can give birth to a Qilin child within two hours. Side effect: The child will have no blood relationship with the one who took it.

Upon seeing the Pill’s introduction, Han Yu’s first thought was, whose child would it be anyway?

One could only say the Glazed Bottle’s approach was getting wilder.

A stirring born from the bottom of his heart suddenly brought Han Yu back to his senses.

It was happening, truly happening.

A warm current began to gather continuously at the lower abdomen, sometimes forming a mass, sometimes writhing like a serpent or dragon.

The warm current’s source wandered incessantly in the abdomen, seemingly searching for an outlet, and Han Yu sat still, holding his breath.

It wandered from the abdomen to the forearm, forming a vein-like substance that swelled and moved like a small snake along the arm, until it seemingly got stuck at the shoulder.

So it retraced its steps, from the foot back to the nape.

When it rushed through the Baihui point on the forehead, Han Yu was covered in cold sweat.

Finally, the warm current seemed to give up, returning once again to the lower abdomen, radiating countless thread-like strands, continuously spreading throughout Han Yu’s body—to bones, organs, skin, etc.

Simultaneously, Han Yu trembled uncontrollably, feeling as if thousands of ants were crawling on his bones, both itchy and painful.

Crack!

His bones emitted crisp noises, and his skin began to show a mirror-like sheen until the bones ceased making sounds, and the skin gradually dimmed.

The gamble paid off!

Han Yu’s joy was palpable, almost jumping up.

Creation Pill: After a year of consumption, one attains a sixty-year cultivation level. Side effect: Any ideological cultivation within sixty years will be fatal.

When the Glazed Bottle spat out this Pill at first, Han Yu exclaimed at how terrifying it was.

Terrifying because it only took a year to gain what others spent sixty years cultivating.

Terrifying because the side effects equally restricted one’s sixty subsequent years from cultivation.

It’s like claiming the fruits of sixty years of future efforts in advance, then spending another sixty years to repay it back.

The audacious Han Yu swallowed it without a word back then, because as an ordinary person, he could ignore the side effects.

Likewise, because he was an ordinary person, no one knew what it would be like when a lifetime of cultivation erupted inside him. This was a risky gamble.

He won, although he still didn’t gain any cultivation, a lifetime of hard cultivation transformed into physical strength.

A body forged by sixty years of cultivation, the thought of it made him feel satisfied.

”Little Pharmacist, let’s go.”

A figure screeched from mid-air outside the window, then pounced inside through the window.

Bai Jingliang, who was invited by the Cyan Cloud Mountain’s roosters to dance early in the morning, was now sweating profusely. After entering the room, he quickly closed the window and door tightly.

”A bunch of Star Sect disciples gathered at the foot of Cyan Cloud Mountain to find trouble with you.”

Bai Jingliang looked anxious, panting as he spoke.

It happened!

Darn, in waiting for the effect of the medicine, I forgot about what I had done before.

Bai Jingliang looked at Han Yu, who was still unmoved, even more anxious than him, jumping up and down, saying, ”What are you waiting for? Run quickly! Once out of Quantai Prefecture, it’s safe. Star Sect won’t dare to randomly extend its reach.”

Han Yu snapped out of it, nodded, turned around hastily but then came back, whispered a few words into Bai Jingliang’s ear, and patted his shoulder.

”Loyal enough, I’ll keep some good medicine for you next time.”

With that, he hurried downstairs.

In no time, a large group of cultivators either in mid-air or downstairs surrounded all major exits.

A few cultivators broke through the window first, only to hear Bai Jingliang shouting loudly even before making a move.

”Don’t act, I’m a good person!”

Cyan Cloud Mountain peak, Star Sect’s Precepts Hall.

Li Tianhai stood with a bitter face, looking down, while the Great Elders and Lin Daozong sat high above.

Usually, he was the one sitting up there scolding the disciples; today, the roles reversed, and he became the person who made a major mistake.

Last night, Lin Daozong was still speaking to him politely about accomplishing a great achievement.

Inside the Precepts Hall, everyone looked grim, they couldn’t help but be solemn.

Imagine, just last night Lin Daozong was so thrilled he couldn’t sleep because he brought back a hundred prodigies to the sect.

Struggled to stay awake until dawn, finally feeling sleepy, only for a disciple to report that yesterday’s prodigies were now lying on the bed lifelessly.

Lin Daozong was shocked, personally went to check, and almost vomited blood at the sight.

Every one of the hundred disciples felt weak, even struggling to get up was hard, but that wasn’t the worst; they had no fighting spirit left, like absolute waste.

In a fit of rage, Li Tianhai was the first to suffer, being escorted to the Precepts Hall by the elders early in the morning.

At this moment, with his head down, he confessed everything about Han Yu clearly, starting from the gambling at Quantai Prefecture up to the bet at the foot of Cyan Cloud Mountain.

Upon hearing this, Lin Daozong’s face turned sullen, staring at Li Tianhai silently.

If it weren’t for his long-standing experience and diligence, Lin Daozong would’ve wanted to kill him; such a bizarre person and matter, why wasn’t it mentioned last night?

Now that they’ve been accepted, should they just be expelled again?

The Star Sect cannot afford to lose face over this.

At this time, a disciple hurriedly reported.

”The person ran away!”

Lin Daozong flew into a rage, ”A group of you let a little pharmacist escape?”

The disciple also looked troubled, saying, ”It wasn’t the disciples’ inefficiency, it’s because that young master of the Bai Family tipped him off, allowing his escape in advance.”

”The young master of the Bai Family also said the little pharmacist left a message.”

The disciple cautiously said.

”Speak.”

Lin Daozong commanded.

”That pharmacist left a message saying, don’t be in a hurry to expel the people, look again at 5:00 PM and you’ll understand.”

After saying this, the disciple bowed and stood aside.

Lin Daozong’s expression was uncertain, the elders exchanged glances, and eventually, Lin Daozong decided they would wait until 5:00 PM.

Everyone genuinely endured in the Precepts Hall till nightfall.

”Sect Leader, those newly arrived are lively and vigorous again, the disciples tested the Spirit Root, and it seems... it seems they’ve recovered.”

Listening to the disciple’s report, Lin Daozong finally understood the matter.

”Damn pharmacist, gave us a challenging problem.”

Half the time a dragon and phoenix, half the time trash, like a chicken rib, wasting it is a pity; not wasting it is disgusting.

”Should we continue to pursue this?”

An elder frowned and asked.

Lin Daozong furrowed his brows silently, after a long while, sighed and said, ”In the end, we cannot lose face!”

”So we’re just going to let it go?”

Lin Daozong shook his head, eyes glinting, suddenly smiled and said, ”Of course not, have someone spread the word about this little pharmacist’s abilities, just talk about the effects, don’t mention the side effects, naturally there’ll be people looking for him.”