Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?

Sikong Du quickly moved to the front, shouting incessantly.

A group of people wrestling with a corpse, it’s already dead, it can’t die again, and you still want it to die one more time?

Knowing well that this thing doesn’t feel pain or get hurt, with its copper skin and iron bones, why bother entangling with it?

The Earth Spirit rampaged through the void, constantly breaking through encirclement, while a group of ghost shadows always followed closely around it, scattering immediately upon meeting cultivators, exceedingly cunning.

Sikong Du cursed inwardly, no wonder the Cultivator Realm banded together to deal with this sect back then.

Truly too wicked.

With Sikong Du’s words, a group of cultivators immediately turned their magical artifacts, backing off upon meeting the Earth Spirit, constantly setting defenses despite its persistent breakthroughs.

Thus, the battle line extended farther, and the battle cries in the sky intensified.

The others aimed at the ghost shadows, causing Bai Bufen to complain bitterly, as his Ghost Path Technique could manifest only so few illusions; even with the Earth Spirit helping to resist, there were always a few blind cats finding dead rats among so many opponents.

In several rounds of large and small attacks, he indeed got hit quite a bit.

His white robe is now significantly tattered, with the hood unsurely torn by whose magical artifact.

Han Yu, observing from afar, brightened up with a mischievous smile.

”Look at the head.”

The cultivators, astonished by the words, raised their heads to look, noticing amidst numerous ghost shadows a particularly distinct shadow adorned by a flower atop its head, continuously shifting positions among others.

Sikong Du cast a bizarre glance at Han Yu, then shouted.

”Attack the one with the flower.”

Flower? What flower?

Bai Bufen, while exchanging ghost shadows, heard Han Yu’s words but before he could react, a massive, overwhelming attack engulfed him.

There was no escape; dozens of strands of True Essence and magical artifacts struck him heavily.

A dazzling fireworks explosion burst in mid-air, accompanied by a massive sound, causing Bai Bufen to fall fiercely from the sky.

The Earth Spirit likewise seemed to lose its connection, crashing down.

Once the two fell, a crowd quickly swarmed forward, with the corpse no longer moving, and even Bai Bufen lying unresponsive on the ground.

Just as the cultivators were about to apprehend, the barely alive figure suddenly became animated again. Bai Bufen performed a hand seal, and the Earth Spirit roared and charged toward the crowd.

Seizing the moment, Bai Bufen, with a menacing expression, took out a pearl, crushed it, and the green luminescence instantly entered his body.

The Ghost Path Technique surged like the sea, and even the True Essence roiled restlessly within.

Oh, no!

Sikong Du’s expression changed, forgetting that this guy consumed that ”life-saving” pill, and failed to guard against it.

Now everyone was on the ground, witnessing Bai Bufen ready to escape using the same means yet again.

If sixty cultivators let someone escape again, they’d really want to bash their heads against a wall after.

Bai Bufen instantly transformed into a dozen shadows shooting in different directions, while Sikong Du, agitated, looked for Gao Jue but found the battle line stretched too far, unable to spot anyone.

”Stop fighting, pursue separately.”

With those words, he headed an apace in one direction.

A group bypassed the rampaging Earth Spirit, each taking to the sky, splitting apart to pursue targets.

To the south of Huaizhou Prefecture, a black shadow soared like a meteor, traveling five miles in an instant.

Bai Bufen’s heart bled. Han Yu succeeded in his schemes, rendering him oblivious to the supreme precious ghost pearls expended, and losing the Earth Spirit.

He now genuinely doubted whether this endeavor turned profit or loss.

After such costly expenses, if the so-called Awakening Ear Pill wasn’t as strong as imagined, facing punishments upon return was uncertain.

The sky faintly revealed morning light, dawn broke.

With discomfort-inducing light piercing the eyes, the shadow among black entities gradually showed signs of erosion.

Amid the light stood a figure, reminiscent of a blazing sun, radiating flames, arms crossed, seemingly waiting leisurely.

The flames on the shadow spread further, pressing Bai Bufen to leap forth and disperse the darkness.

Han Yu smiled at him, strengthening ties with Gao Jue, naturally impossible to let him escape.

He pursued through ground escape, as Bai Bufen cunningly diverted mid-route.

”How do you always pinpoint my location?”

Bai Bufen, bitterly perplexed, even with ghost pearls used, was tracked and couldn’t fathom how.

”Can’t decipher?”

Seeing Bai Bufen like a stray dog, Han Yu finally spoke.

”Because someone consumed the Awakening Ear Pill.”

The Awakening Ear Pill was taken?

Bai Bufen was sharp, quickly linking it to the child, realizing why positions were pinpointed initially.

Soon thereafter, he pondered another question.

He took the Awakening Ear Pill, then what did I take?

”Of course, the Heart Flower Blooming Pill.”

Han Yu gestured towards his head, and as Bai Bufen reached up, he inadvertently pulled down a Purple Aster Flower.

”It protects internal organs, making you bloom like a flower each day.”

Crack!

Grinding his teeth loudly, Bai Bufen’s eyes were instantly red with rage, tossing the flower and hysterically charging forward.

”I’ll damn well kill you.”

This time, truly enraged, the tally clearly revealed his loss beyond measure.

Amid ghostly figures, Bai Bufen’s knife shone with cold light before vanishing upfront, soon reappearing behind Han Yu aiming menacingly at the neck.

But a mere white trace appeared and vanished instantly, shocking Bai Bufen; he never imagined Han Yu’s body couldn’t be cut by magical artifacts, face turned drastically.

Han Yu had already seized him; as he smiled, a Fire Lotus bloomed, ardently contracting…

——

A colossal flame burned vividly in the southern Huaizhou, attracting dozens of shadows—pursuing cultivators, soon joined by Sikong Du.

Upon arrival, they found Han Yu relaxed, standing on parched ground where lay a charred body, with Gao Jue nearby gawking.

Sikong Du’s face scrunched like a chrysanthemum, bursting into a somewhat unsightly grin.

Striding forward, observing the minimally rising chest cavity, increased joy.

A live capture, even better!

He cuffed Bai Bufen in manacles and iron foot-shackles, finally exhaling relief, certain the guy couldn’t escape anymore.

Cultivators gathered swiftly hearing the signal, sixty shadows convening in no time.

”Beat him to death!”

Several elders previously stripped voiced angrily.

”Yes, smash him dead.”

Numerous wronged sect cultivators present echoed deadly intent.

Sikong Du quickly intervened, suspecting Bai Bufen’s potential demise.

The Corpse Refining Lineage induced resurgence, reliant wholly on Bai Bufen’s key role regarding Imperial Court and Huaizhou Prefecture, potentially uncovering remnants, urged leniency.

”Utilize Inspectorate’s due process for his reprimand.”

Sikong Du advocated heatedly, while Han Yu, bored, left with Gao Jue early for the Government Office.

Tardily, Sikong Du, bearing the man, later emerged.

Bai Bufen awoke, his charred face desolate, glaring at the inner courtyard with malice, especially towards Han Yu, hatred overflowing.

”You’ll never extract information from me...”