Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?

Chapter 85: Chapter 67: From Broken Leg to Broken Neck

”You’re really asking for trouble like this.”

The Qilin in Young Master Lin’s heart said helplessly.

It didn’t expect Lin Fei to break the stalemate with such a clever method, but seeing the smug look on his face, it couldn’t help but offer a word of advice.

As Lin Fei rode ahead and caught up with a few lagging examinees, they were initially stunned, then quickly started shouting angrily, ”You’re cheating.”

But just then, when Zhu Yu and Zhu Lingyun flew overhead using Sword Control without even glancing this way, everyone went silent again.

”The Guardian isn’t doing anything, could it be allowed then?”

After pondering, they immediately stopped and turned back, running towards the city.

This scene repeated all along the way, each examinee realizing the situation and hurriedly running back.

When Lin Fei caught up with the front of the pack, their expressions became even more spectacular, with astonishment, anger, and even gloomy faces.

The one who looked like a sickly scholar was surprisingly among them, and Lin Fei was a bit incredulous. Besides him, the burly man who seemed like a butcher was there too.

The two exchanged a knowing glance and simultaneously launched forward, rushing towards Lin Fei on his horse.

”Damn it, they’re all martial artists.”

Lin Fei was startled and quickly clamped his legs onto the stirrups, drawing his sword with one hand.

The burly man pulled out the large cleaver from his waist and leaped to slash, trying to force Lin Fei off the horse. Lin Fei naturally refused and sparks flew as their blades clashed, but neither could gain an advantage.

The scholar launched himself after the burly man, stepping on his shoulder to gain momentum and flipping to appear before Lin Fei. With a flick of his sleeve, a swarm of fine needles shot out towards Lin Fei’s chest.

Unexpected that this frail scholar was so ruthless, aiming to kill at the slightest provocation, the burly man was initially annoyed by the step on his shoulder, then his expression changed to one of caution, moving away. Not fighting for the horse anymore was fine too.

In the burly man’s eyes, Lin Fei seemed doomed, cleverness leading to a clever demise.

”If your strength is lacking, what use is being sly?”

The burly man sighed.

Clang clang clang!

The rapid sound of metal rang out, and the burly man looked up in surprise to see the scholar with a ghostly expression of disbelief.

”Handle yourself from here on; I have no strength left.”

In the Sea of Consciousness, the half-dead Qilin was now weakly giving instructions with half-open eyes before falling silent.

Lin Fei’s face was anxious, then he looked up at the scholar in front of him. If it weren’t for the Qilin briefly possessing him and transforming his chest into scales, he might have been dead by now.

Since you want me dead, I won’t hold you in regard as a person.

Lin Fei gritted his teeth, urged his horse forward, and immediately charged at the unsuspecting scholar.

The scholar couldn’t dodge in time and was hurled away, his insides churning, his head buzzing, then even more pain followed.

With a crack, Lin Fei spurred his horse, and the horse trampled over the scholar’s leg bones.

”My leg...”

The scholar wailed, rolling on the ground in pain, while Lin Fei glanced at him with a cold smile, then spurred his horse onward.

Underestimated him, this kid is deceptively tough.

The burly man forced a smile, not sparing a look at the scholar as he sprinted forward. It was too late to return to the city at this point; he just had to push through.

More people passed the scholar, but only gave him a surprised look before rushing off, unwilling to stop for a stranger.

The scholar wailed for a full quarter-hour, watching the other examinees leave one by one, despair setting in.

”I told you to keep pace, yet you didn’t. You clearly run faster than using Sword Control, yet insisted on riding, riding so slowly too.”

Glass urged in his mind, particularly annoyed watching Han Yu leisurely making his way through.

”What good is running fast? Until the moment comes, he won’t act.”

Han Yu shook his head, just like with Young Master Xiao, who only resorted to pills when facing certain danger.

As he spoke, Han Yu’s eyes lit up, noticing a fallen, wailing scholar ahead, especially that twisted leg bone caught his attention.

”What are you up to?”

Glass asked curiously.

”Delivering some warmth, of course.”

Han Yu said matter-of-factly, pulling on the reins and stopping his horse.

”Extreme Vision Pill?”

Glass exclaimed in surprise.

Of course, it couldn’t be the Extreme Vision Pill; if he had no target before, fine, but now that pill had to be used on the Poisonous Bat.

Now the Charming Widow had taken the Love Token Pill and the Inverted Dragon and Phoenix Pill, who knew whether she gained or lost parts, but regardless, it was surely a terrifying sight. The Poisonous Bat needed to see it all.

Besides the Extreme Vision Pill, there was another in his mind, obtained after waking from unconsciousness. Glass borrowed authority during the day, and only at night did Ping take back control to produce pills.

Suddenly reversing time like this — if Han Yu hadn’t the habit of checking his Sea of Consciousness daily, missing once would lead to tears.

”Healing Pill!”

Glass said in a strange tone.

Han Yu had no time to argue, dismounted with a warm smile.

The scholar, who had been crying, saw someone coming and immediately called for help, ”Help me!”

Han Yu squatted down, glanced at the broken leg, a bloody mess, then looked up at him, ”I’m a pharmacist in the Cultivator Realm, and I have a Healing Pill.”

Hearing it was a cultivator, the scholar was first stunned, then upon hearing pharmacist and Healing Pill, he quickly kowtowed repeatedly, ”Immortal Master, save me! Please, save me!”

Han Yu held out the pill in his palm, habitually saying a few words with no grudges or enmities, ”This Healing Medicine can instantly heal your injury, but...”

Before he could finish, the pill was snatched from his palm. Han Yu was dumbfounded as the scholar grabbed it and swallowed immediately without a second thought.

People from the Northern Border are this brash? Or just this impulsive, you could at least hear me out before eating!

After swallowing the pill, warmth surged through the scholar’s body, and soon that warm feeling centered on his broken leg bone.

Within a few blinks, the deformed leg bone straightened to normal. He tried stepping and felt no abnormalities.

Amazing indeed, the scholar marveled, eyeing Han Yu’s horse with a fleeting thought to steal it, then quickly suppressing it. Such a miraculous person could easily do worse than a broken leg.

Still mindful of the Cyan Sun Sect’s assessment, he thanked Han Yu, ”Thank you, Immortal Master, for saving my life.”

Just as he was about to lift his head, suddenly there was a crack, his head inexplicably drooped, and he fainted.

It was Han Yu’s first time witnessing such a bizarre scene, and he was startled.

Then came Glass’s cry from the Sea of Consciousness, ”You poisoned him to death!”

Han Yu’s expression was extremely strange, and he sighed helplessly.

Healing Pill: The user can instantly recover from one injury. Side effect: The injury is randomly transferred to another part of the body.

That unlucky fellow didn’t hear the side effect, and he gobbled it up like a Hungry Ghost.

Han Yu helplessly looked at the scholar, turning from a broken leg to a broken neck with one pill!

What a misfortune!