Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?

Chapter 424: Chapter 366: Gamblers Never Meet a Good End

How are the pills divided?

If Ling Wuce manages to solve the problem, whose accomplishment is it?

Before the others could start arguing, Ling Wuce quickly proposed a solution.

”Just finding the Fire Spirit is not enough. Whoever can make it listen and help will get the pill.”

After saying this, he looked at Han Yu, leaving the decision to him.

Of course, it will work!

The Artifact Spirit already said that these Five Elements Spirit Bodies are all unruly; they’re like masters.

The last time, for the gift from the Wood Spirit and a West River Pill, not only did they have to drive out the people from Celestial City Peak, but also find a suitable place for it.

A picturesque location, nestled against the mountains and facing the sea, where no one can disturb it—what peculiar demands are these?

Ling Wuce was right. Finding the Fire Spirit doesn’t necessarily mean success, and only by pleasing it can things work out.

”All right, if you truly find the Fire Spirit, anyone who can get it to help me will receive the pill.”

Han Yu nodded, believing it best to let this group of old foxes deal with the Fire Spirit.

After that, things got simpler. These old men all settled down here, and Ling Wuce arranged for someone to send a message back to Sea Stone City, asking that Chicken Feather Gall Guardian to consult the Wood Spirit.

With a group of Transcendence Realm cultivators all staying in an inn, the Guardian of Minzhou City was likely in for another sleepless night, especially with the Vice Tower Master of the Fifth Tower present...

Sure enough, he couldn’t sleep, tossing and turning over the fact that so many Transcendence Realm cultivators had come to little Minzhou City—people he normally would never even see—and even the Vice Tower Master of the Spirit Realm Tower wouldn’t leave.

As a small Guardian, he was terrified, and once again, he put Minzhou City on alert for the night.

The next day.

Han Yu was still in a deep sleep when Ling Wuce’s knocking woke him up, the door seemed to shake with the force; there was no way to pretend he didn’t hear it.

But when he impatiently opened the door, he was stunned to see not just Ling Wuce, but also Gao Feng had arrived!

He had come to Minzhou City early that morning.

Apart from him, there were noticeably more people this time, with a dozen or so cultivators dressed identically to those from the Hundred Herbs Bureau that he had seen in White Emperor City before.

”It’s been quite a while since we last met, Sir.”

Han Yu was quite polite to this old man, who had previously given him a significant amount of a Spirit Stone Mine and casually tossed him a Vice Tower Master token—all substantial gifts.

Though not very useful personally for Han Yu, the gesture was meaningful, and it could be said that the subsequent pill exchanges with the Inspectorate were due to this old man’s initial introduction.

Han Yu consumed the pills and was also appointed two Qi Fortune Cultivators, which was immensely helpful to him.

Gao Feng appeared somewhat embarrassed, as this time he had come for himself, lacking confidence.

He really didn’t want to come; first, because the side effects of Han Yu’s pill were a bit unacceptable—Six Animals Pill sounded nice, but it was basically about animals.

Who would accept turning into an animal? Thankfully, Han Yu had been thoroughly investigated by the Inspectorate, so now they knew the ins and outs.

If he had brought this thing out when he first started, he would have been caught as someone practicing an evil technique to create creatures.

Secondly, Gao Feng had come to terms with life and death, especially after the Imperial Court tried multiple times to cure him without success, leaving him with a relaxed mindset.

Without Han Yu’s pill, Gao Feng was ready to endure for a few more years and await his end peacefully.

As Ling Wuce said, he indeed didn’t have many years left.

This time, meeting him, Han Yu could distinctly sense the decaying aura around this old man, and he looked much more aged.

Truly, it was the first time he associated the term ”on the brink of death” with a High Cultivator.

No wonder these old men were desperate to extend their lives, fearing they too would end up like this someday!

”Nice to see you again, young friend.”

Gao Feng said, displaying a wrinkled smile.

He thoroughly observed Han Yu for a while, nodding with approval, ”You handled the matters in Nanling Prefecture and Moyang Mansion nicely.”

Han Yu naturally knew he was referring to the times when he eradicated the monsters there.

”You always say things I love to hear—that was just a small task.”

Han Yu hurriedly replied, waving it off.

Look at his breadth of vision; back then, when he made the entire Yantai Prefecture’s cultivators behave like madmen, Old Ling thought he was reckless, but this was the only person who ever complimented him for it.

This likely had to do with Gao Feng’s approach—he always prioritized main outcomes, viewing minor details as unimportant.

”Have you really thought this through, sir?”

...

”Have you thought this through?”

Within the Inspectorate, Che Dapao asked the same question to Quan Xiaotong.

Not for anything else, but because it took them long enough to persuade Gao Feng to seek a pill, yet why not ask for one that directly extends life, instead of opting for the Six Animals Pill?

Quan Xiaotong leisurely responded with a smile, ”Though directly extending lifespan may be good, Elder Gao would need to endure for who knows how long until his mind stabilizes.”

”Your words are somewhat amusing—bearing an extra ten or twenty years beats turning into an animal any day.”

Che Dapao retorted, mouth twitching.

He truly couldn’t understand Quan Xiaotong’s thinking.

”That pill Han Yu is using to command the old fellows from the Nine Sects, making a direct ask wouldn’t work, and those from the Nine Sects wouldn’t agree either.”

Of course, the primary reason was that Quan Xiaotong had thoroughly analyzed Han Yu’s various pills.

”You think a pill with such a big cost could be light?”

A pill with the cultivation of a Transcendence Realm cultivator as the price, losing one’s human form—such severe side effects couldn’t just be about transforming into an animal.

”Moreover, my biggest reason for letting Elder Gao choose the Six Animals Pill is that you never know when this little guy might whip out a heaven-defying pill that could revert Elder Gao!”

Quan Xiaotong said with a beaming smile.

If this didn’t happen in a year, then in two; if not in two, then in four. As long as he remained alive, with Han Yu’s bizarre pills, there was hope.

So, staying alive means there’s hope.

”That’s why I say no one is wiser than you, old rascal.”

Che Dapao was indeed convinced; in the past year, the quirky pills leaked from Han Yu were countless, and as Quan Xiaotong suggested, there’s a chance to revert someday.

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”Is that Quan Xiaotong really that cunning?”

Ling Wuce’s expression was extremely odd. As Gao Feng answered Han Yu’s question, he naturally mentioned what Quan Xiaotong had told him.

Not only was Ling Wuce’s expression peculiar, but even the Nine Sects seniors who came over out of curiosity looked—well—Ou Mingdong carrying a baby also appeared.

The group’s expressions were bizarre, and then turned sour.

As per Gao Feng’s narration of Quan Xiaotong’s words, it indeed made sense!

Take the pill and wait—it would only be a matter of time before getting Han Yu’s miracle pills.

Darn!

The group, initially meant to join in on the fun, felt utterly stifled.

They were, after all, so close to the pill’s reach back then; any old man with a bit more grit would have gotten it for free.

”What is it with the brains at your Fifth Tower, each one so sly?”

Elder Luo spoke in exasperation.

First, Ling Wuce gave them an alternative approach to finding the Fire Spirit, and then Quan Xiaotong gave them another lesson.

”I’ve learned something now; regarding this brat’s pills in the future, unless they’re deadly, I’ll eat first, ask questions later.”

The Great Elder from Piaomiao City stroked his beard, seemingly having made a firm decision.

Everyone else nodded in agreement, feeling the same.

It left Han Yu bewildered, thinking to himself, even he wouldn’t dare gamble like this, but they do.

If years pass without the desired pills, they’ll be crying for sure.

”They have abundant resources, so even if the side effects are severe, there will be someone to back them up—so they can afford the wait,” the Artifact Spirit easily spotted the group’s advantage.

This situation had its pros and cons.

On the positive side, Han Yu would likely have plenty of people lining up to try his experimental pills in the future.

On the downside, as Han Yu mentioned, if there isn’t an appropriate pill, they’ll end up resenting him.

”Damn, the next time I refine a pill, I better remind those dreamers that gamblers meet no good end.”