Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?

Chapter 128: Chapter 110: Seeing the Authority

”Quick! Quick! Quick!”

With a series of urgent voices, a group of old men instantly gathered around.

A sheet of brown Ginseng Skin was forcibly torn off, surprisingly thin as a fingernail.

The Great Elder was sweating profusely, his chest heaving in disarray, secretly thinking it was absurd.

Back when the eight of them together raised this island from the ground, it wasn’t this exhausting.

Yet peeling a Ginseng Skin nearly sapped all their strength.

Could it be that this Ginseng King truly has the protection of heaven and earth?

”Should we perform Alchemy or make soup?”

Beside him, an old man looked anxious, his expression full of impatience.

The expressions of the others were much the same.

”If it’s alright, let’s perform Alchemy! I’m really going to vomit if I drink any more soup.”

Someone suggested this, and surprisingly, it gained unanimous agreement.

For the past half month, chewing Ginseng Roots, drinking Ginseng Soup, and stewing Ginseng Heads had been truly torturous.

The Great Elder felt this sentiment deeply; after all, it was he who had first suggested chewing Ginseng Roots.

Thinking of this, he drew in the air with two fingers, Spiritual Qi shooting golden light from his fingertips. In just a few blinks, a script appeared hovering in the air.

Everyone raised their heads solemnly to look at it.

After finishing, the Great Elder retracted his fingers and clasped his hands behind his back, saying.

”I offer an unparalleled Pill Formula for the Nourishing Yuan Pill; you all are responsible for amending it. I want thirty percent of the pills.”

Far from agreement, this statement was met with a round of sneers.

”If you’re tired, go in the back and rest for a while!”

”You really should get some sleep!”

”Getting old really makes one prone to sleepiness.”

These remarks were relatively polite; the blunt ones went like this.

”Just a broken Pill Formula, only providing a framework. Any modifications could change half the Spirit Medicine; it’s as if no one else has Pill Formulas.”

After he spoke, another person also drew in the air with their fingers, and in an instant, a new Pill Formula appeared.

Once someone started, the others quickly followed suit. In no time, eight sides of scripts floated above the island.

Everyone had their own Pill Formula, and no one should think of taking advantage.

What else could they do? In the end, they’d still have to modify it together and split it evenly.

——

”Quick! Quick! Quick!”

Though it was clearly the Ping’s awakening, Glass seemed even more anxious than anyone else.

Han Yu flapped the flames behind him, reaching his maximum speed, and in just moments, he was ten miles outside Qingzhou City.

The voice in his Sea of Consciousness continued urging him, and finally, Han Yu locked his gaze on a deserted forest below. As the flames receded, he plummeted fiercely.

After he landed, the Glazed Bottle in his Sea of Consciousness seemed to reach its final moments of awakening, with mist starting to constantly emerge from the bottle.

Han Yu sat down calmly, waiting for the bottle to finish. Unexpectedly, as the mist appeared, it didn’t gather in the Sea of Consciousness; instead, it continuously disappeared from it.

”Your butt’s smoking!”

Glass shouted mysteriously.

How is that possible! I’m clearly sitting on the ground, my butt... is smoking!

Han Yu turned to look, startled out of his wits, then looked carefully again—only to see mist continually emerging behind him and spreading, enveloping his entire back.

The mist spread rapidly, appearing from the bottle’s mouth in the Sea of Consciousness and instantly manifesting behind him. In the blink of an eye, Han Yu was enveloped in mist.

But, the bottle is the one awakening; what does it have to do with me?

Why am I the one enveloped in mist?

The bottle at this moment seemed unaffected, standing aside as if uninvolved.

While Han Yu dazed off, a mysterious Rune on the bottle’s body flickered with a trace of golden light.

Simultaneously, in Han Yu’s eyes full of confusion, a wisp of golden thread flashed and disappeared in the whites of his eyes.

The mist came quickly and dissipated just as fast.

It was a minutely small change, and then nothing more followed; the mist gradually sank into Han Yu’s body and was retracted in the Sea of Consciousness by the bottle’s mouth.

The whole awakening left both person and spirit bewildered.

”Is that it?”

”That’s all?”

”Impossible, the bottle clearly wrapped you in mist just now.”

Glass insisted something must have happened, but he was unaware of what it was.

Upon hearing this, Han Yu abruptly stood up and began examining different parts of his body repeatedly, yet found no signs of getting stronger or any abnormalities.

When he turned his gaze inward to the Sea of Consciousness, his expression suddenly became solemn.

Within that space, above the bun of Glass’s head, an ancient bronze Key was intermittently appearing, at times solidifying, at others, fleeting as if about to vanish.

Han Yu incredulously exited his internal view, then re-entered.

This time, above Glass’s head was no longer a Key; it had transformed into a blue Scepter, similarly flickering in and out.

Unconvinced, he tested repeatedly, and knives, spears, swords, and halberds all made appearances.

Han Yu furrowed his brow, feeling a twinge of realization; with intent, he envisioned the Key’s shape and re-entered.

At this moment, Glass’s head once again bore a Key, and turning toward the bottle, a Key on its bottle mouth was continually taking shape.

”My eyes seem a bit different.”

Han Yu hesitated in his tone, sensing something unreal in what he saw in the Sea of Consciousness.

”How so? Did you see something?”

Glass probed.

Seeing the Key that incessantly flashed above Glass’s head, Han Yu spoke with a peculiar tone, ”Are you scrapping over the Authority with the bottle right now?”

”Sure am! It’s trying to revert, and I’m just not giving it back.”

Then that’s how it is.

”I saw your Authority being taken away.”

As soon as these words fell, the Key on Glass’s head disappeared instantly, and on top of the bottle, a new Key quickly formed.

”You can see the Authority?”

Glass’s face showed both utter disbelief and a complex expression.

Probably can see it, right?

Han Yu wasn’t completely sure either, for as soon as the bottle regained the Key, it vanished in an instant.

Apart from that, Han Yu could no longer see anything unusual in the entire Sea of Consciousness.

After describing these changes to Glass, his face turned desolate.

”This time, the bottle granted you the ability to see the Authority.”

As for why each sighting showed different Authority forms.

”Authority is just a concept; whatever form you think it should take, that’s how it will manifest. If you don’t believe it, imagine the bottle with a heap of dung on top, and you’ll see it momentarily appear.”

Glass spoke earnestly.

Startled, Han Yu almost took the bait, his expression turning dark as he came to realize.

Goodness, was it tricking me to equip my mind with dung?

Appearing dejected, Glass had been waiting for the bottle to awaken just to fend off one wave of authority, expecting it to be disadvantaged for once, yet in the end, it was they who were left at a loss.

Turns out they were only keeping watch over things for several days.

Darn thing, wait till I gather ten or eight Qi Fortune Children to let you see who’s truly the best holder of Authority.

As for Han Yu...

Once he sees the Authority.

Perhaps he’ll no longer just be a simple Pill Maker.