Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?

The chaos in Dongling City had reached an uncontrollable level, thirty figures were initially just competing in mid-air, but later started fighting, especially the sect disciples below.

Seeing that either their Sect Leader or Elder began to fight, they each started to fend for themselves instead of hindering each other.

”Pharmacist Han, give me the Pills, and come back with me. I’ll grant you a position as a Supreme Elder of the sect.”

An unknown Sect Leader had just escaped the battle circle and rushed back to the city wall, but before he finished speaking, he was dragged back in.

”You fool, you hinder me.”

After saying so, he was extremely angry and struck fiercely; various powers erupted as his Magical Artifact left his hand.

”Pharmacist Han, whatever you want, my sect can provide—Magical Treasures, women, these can all be negotiated.”

Before anyone approached, a figure shouted loudly. Han Yu looked in the direction of the voice and nearly burst out laughing.

This guy was clearly holding an insignificant Magical Artifact, yet he promised so grandly.

But before he finished shouting, he was beaten back by the surrounding people and then dragged back into the battle circle.

”What a mess!”

The Great Elder, hearing women being used as bargaining chips, felt it was no different from a street market transaction. There was not a trace of a cultivator’s demeanor, and he was utterly infuriated.

Though the Nine Sects don’t intervene, the Righteous Path has always nominally placed the Nine Sects at the forefront. Today’s actions, as the leader of the Righteous Path, truly felt embarrassing.

”What do your Nine Sects feel about witnessing this?”

Qi Bai, with hands crossed, spoke smilingly.

The Great Elder shot him an angry glare and then shouted at the crowd.

”Everyone, stop immediately!”

This farce had to stop; otherwise, it would only lead to greater chaos.

Once they killed each other recklessly, the thousands of cultivators here might have half of them dead or wounded.

After shouting thrice, the Great Elder was stunned that the crowd remained unmoved, continuing to fight, even the junior cultivators below, after glancing up here, didn’t stop.

”Hahaha!”

Qi Bai laughed until tears came out, clutching his belly as he spoke.

”Your Nine Sects can’t command them anymore.”

This was what stunned the Great Elder; their Nine Sects didn’t govern because they didn’t want to overly interfere with the development of other small and medium sects, nor could they manage them.

It was more of a symbolic leader, but in significant matters, when the Nine Sects raised their arms, these sects would still follow.

However, a century has passed without significant events, and the Nine Sects haven’t summoned these people again.

Now, they couldn’t even stop disputes; unexpectedly, the Nine Sects’ words no longer held sway.

Qi Bai’s lips curled in sarcasm, which was not surprising to him. The Nine Sects clearly had the power to dominate the Cultivator Realm, yet they neglected to act, wasting their heritage and strength.

”The door behind me below, do you think it’s to guard against evil paths or against your group of lofty Righteous Paths?”

With these words, the Great Elder’s face turned extremely unpleasant.

”Also, each State Guardian Mansion, are they guarding us or guarding you all?”

”You...”

The Great Elder wanted to retort but couldn’t speak.

Because what he said was right, from the very beginning of each state’s establishment of the Guardian Mansion, it was precisely to control these sects that were hard to govern.

This was made clear to the Nine Sects when the Guardian Bureau was established initially.

”With countless sects, the cultivators transcend mortal beings. Once they become a scourge, how can mortals protect themselves? These sects are inconsistent and can’t manage their disciples, so cultivators have always been seen as the source of disasters by the empire!”

Qi Bai spoke eloquently, arms crossed.

”The cost of extermination would be too high; the Imperial Court doesn’t dare, nor do the Nine Sects, so together you plan to slowly control the whole Cultivator Realm by boiling a frog in warm water, to eventually establish order for cultivators.”

Han Yu retreated a few steps silently, knowing things had reached this point; it’s best to leave the stage for these two!

The Great Elder stepped forward with determined strides, glaring coldly at the other party.

”You’re not Qi Bai.”

Could a leader of the Evil Path speak such words?

Possessing such great insight, could he still be an evil demon?

Qi Bai laughed heartily, sarcasm deepening, shaking his head.

”I am Qi Bai, the genuine Qi Bai.”

”That’s impossible.”

The Great Elder still found it hard to believe.

Han Yu, in a contemplative tone, glanced several times at Qi Bai before speaking.

”You can be Qi Bai, or you could be someone else.”

Qi Bai nodded approvingly at Han Yu, ”You’re not too stupid, little pharmacist, a notch above those old undying ones.”

”How about giving me the Pills, and I won’t trouble you in the future.”

Han Yu suddenly laughed, opened his palm to reveal a Pill, and really handed it over to him.

”Don’t give it.”

The Great Elder’s face changed drastically, and he stepped forward in one stride, instantly arriving before Han Yu, but Qi Bai moved faster. With just a shadow passing, Han Yu’s palm was already empty.

”How could you give it to him?”

Seeing this, the Great Elder could only question Han Yu angrily.

”Why aren’t you eating it?”

Han Yu looked curiously at Qi Bai, who hadn’t moved an inch after taking the Pill.

”I’m not planning to eat this one immediately. You don’t mind, do you?”

Qi Bai replied with a grin, his face filled with unrestrained pride.

Han Yu, however, wasn’t angry; instead, he nodded and spoke with a speculative expression.

”So, the Corpse Refining Lineage ought to have a brilliant pharmacist planning to dissect this Pill?”

Qi Bai’s smile stopped abruptly upon hearing this, his eyes sweeping over in surprise.

Corpse Refining Lineage?

The Great Elder’s expression changed, disbelief surfacing on his aged face—Qi Bai was from the Corpse Refining Lineage?

Wasn’t this guy taken in by the Sect Leader of the Valley of Forgetfulness as a child from the outside?

Did he join the Corpse Refining Lineage midway?

Or is the entire Valley of Forgetfulness part of the Corpse Refining Lineage?

”How did you become part of the Corpse Refining Lineage?”

This question made Qi Bai chuckle, and he retorted, ”Why can’t it be that I infiltrated the Valley of Forgetfulness.”

Damn!

The Great Elder’s face turned ugly—that would mean the Corpse Refining Lineage had been planning for decades.

Infiltrating a sect with a child and gradually rising through the ranks, eventually taking over the entire sect.

This all sounds like a wild tale, yet Qi Bai stood here in reality.

For a moment, the Great Elder pondered if there were similar individuals within the Nine Sects and if other sects had such people…

Is there someone like this in the Imperial Court…

”Come with me!”

Qi Bai looked at Han Yu at this moment, suddenly speaking.

Han Yu shook his head, sneering.

”You can’t even take away pills, let alone me.”

Upon hearing this, Qi Bai suddenly spread open his palm, where there were no pills, but rather a small stone in his palm.

How did he manage that?

Creating an illusion in front of a Realm of Transcendence expert.

”Taking you away is the same.”

Qi Bai gritted his teeth and then boldly took action. Spiritual power interweaved, like a giant net enveloping all of Han Yu’s escape routes, with one hand gripping Han Yu’s shoulder like a pair of iron pincers.

A wisp of white flame suddenly ignited from Han Yu’s body, the flame spreading swiftly from his shoulder to Qi Bai’s wrist.

Qi Bai’s face suddenly changed, followed by severe burning pain. Looking down, his entire arm was already engulfed in flames.

”What kind of fire is this?”

Even spiritual power couldn’t dispel it, and seeing the flames continuously devouring him, Qi Bai gritted his teeth and formed seals, as a massive iron pillar descended from the sky.

The iron pillar was entirely black, with runes carved all over. As it appeared before him, Qi Bai couldn’t wait to press his burning arm against it.

As the iron pillar began to emit light, the runes gradually lit up, forming a suction force to draw the white flame away.

”Ma Mian!”

Han Yu cried out in surprise—it was this guy after all.

With such a distinctive weapon, combined with the Five Ghosts Divine Power showcased earlier, Qi Bai’s identity was becoming clear.

This bastard turned out to be Ma Mian.

”Refine it, see how much it can absorb.”

In the Sea of Consciousness, Glass shouted.

Han Yu’s Fire Divine Power had now advanced another level, far from the previous probing attempts.

Lotus flowers appeared around the iron pillar out of thin air, transforming into countless flames that fell onto the pillar’s body as they blossomed.

”It’s useless; this is the Dragon Capturing Pillar, a top-grade magical treasure. No flame in the world can harm it.”

Qi Bai confidently smiled.

”Conveniently, my fire is already beyond mortal fire.”

Han Yu sneered and raised his hand again, conjuring a pile of flames that, in an instant, encased the entire Dragon Capturing Pillar in a sea of fire.

In just a few breaths, the Dragon Capturing Pillar turned exceedingly red, with the inscribed runes showing signs of melting—Qi Bai’s heart trembled as he activated his divine technique.

A black mist instantly appeared around the Dragon Capturing Pillar, but before it could act, the Divine Fire sensed the allure and split a wisp toward the black mist from the pillar.

Impossible!

”Stop quickly, this isn’t something you can destroy. The Corpse Refining Lineage will not spare you.”

Qi Bai shouted continuously.

”Whether it can be destroyed needs to be tested to know.”

Han Yu smirked as he threw more fire upon it in Qi Bai’s astonished eyes.

The Dragon Capturing Pillar visibly bent, and Qi Bai dared not delay, pulling out a flag from his sleeve, which grew larger as it caught the wind.

”Ghost Domain!”

With an imperial decree shouted, the flag instantly appeared over Han Yu’s head, while in the four cardinal directions, flag shadows emerged.

Upon activation, within a hundred meters centered around Han Yu, the atmosphere grew eerie with ghostly qi.

In broad daylight, countless phantoms gradually appeared within it.

Playing with ”ghosts” again?

Han Yu glanced around, noting this was vastly different from Bai Bufen’s ghost shadows.

The former were mere phantoms, mostly as blinding techniques.

The latter seemed substantial, with an exceedingly sinister, cold aura.

”Be careful, this is a Ghost Path Technique. This place has been transformed into a special area by him; these ghost shadows are definitely not a blinding technique!”

The Great Elder suddenly spoke, his heart trembling at the thought that yesterday was filled with sword qi soaring.

Damn, this guy dared to hold back when fighting me.

”Kill!”

With a command, countless ghost shadows descended from the flag in the void, ripping and charging towards the two following Qi Bai’s order…