Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?

Chapter 466: Chapter 408: Pill Tasting and Recreation

Han Yu was invited into the Government Office.

The guardian of Bailu City greeted Han Yu, who had just been brought in by a Palace Guard, in the inner courtyard of the office.

However, the old man’s face was filled with an awkward smile, and after a few laughs, he didn’t know what to say next.

Han Yu curled his lip, having just been spotted by a Palace Guard in the west of the city and was invited over.

But after coming here, the person in front of him just kept foolishly smiling, without mentioning why he was summoned.

The guardian of Bailu City was also quite helpless. Just a couple of days ago, he suddenly received instructions to keep an eye on Han Yu’s movements, and report to the Inspectorate as soon as he’s discovered.

Then came a second message, instructing guardians everywhere to stick close to Han Yu once they encountered him.

The manner of ’sticking close’ was debatable, but the guardian of Bailu City knew it couldn’t mean anything good.

So the only idea he could think of was to invite him to stay at the Government Office, at least keeping him where he can be seen is the safest.

”What kind of trick is Quan Xiaotong up to now?”

Han Yu naturally could speculate that it must be the Inspectorate using its power; otherwise, these Palace Guards would have nothing better to do than to focus on him.

The guardian of Bailu City chuckled a few times, but couldn’t respond to Han Yu’s comment and casually made up a reason.

”Just saying that Mr. Han is here, instructing everyone below to entertain him well.”

After saying this, the fellow hesitated for a long while and then stammered, ”Which person is Mr. Han here for this time?”

Everyone knows Han Yu likes to distribute pills everywhere, but only the people inside the sect know that sometimes Han Yu’s pills are given specifically to certain individuals.

His visit to Bailu City certainly means there’s someone here destined to be... the recipient of his pills.

This is what the guardian of Bailu City thought.

Han Yu sat down grandly, not hiding anything since it wasn’t a secret, and said, ”I came to find Xiao Yan and Luo Fen.”

”That’s great.”

The guardian of Bailu City inexplicably slapped his thigh and laughed.

...

West of the city.

Two figures were simultaneously thrown out from the main entrance of the Admonition Hall and Listening Hall.

The two cultivators held their heads as they got up, already beaten to a pulp.

The surrounding crowd of spectators wasn’t surprised at all, especially not the numerous cultivators who outright laughed.

”I’ve said it before, anyone just coming from Luo’s side is not allowed here.”

A young man in a plain light green robe slowly walked out of the Admonition Hall, clapping his hands.

Across from him, a young man in a sky-blue cultivator suit also walked out, sneering, ”I’ve also said, the pain Xiao Yan cannot stop, I can; the illness Xiao Yan cannot cure, I also can, but you shouldn’t come to me right after you’ve gone to him.”

After they finished speaking, their gazes collided with each other, creating an intimidating aura.

The crowd that had been queuing, whether cultivators or ordinary people, retreated backward in unison.

The street was suddenly cleared spontaneously, and Xiao Yan snorted coldly, glared at Luo Fen, and directly made his move.

Luo Fen also soared into the sky, weaving like a swimming dragon.

Golden beams flashed, and a few gold needles flew from Luo Fen’s sleeve, while Xiao Yan also struck with a palm, releasing seven or eight silver needles.

Their cultivation techniques or magical artifacts were nearly identical, and more and more gold and silver needles clashed densely in the air like raindrops.

Xiao Yan and Luo Fen exchanged blows from a distance, casting brilliant colors across the sky above Bailu City.

The townsfolk and cultivators below seemed to be used to it, with no one hiding; instead, they were all cheering from below.

...

”You expect me to get rid of them.”

Han Yu rolled his eyes at the guardian of Bailu City, ”What do you take me for? I’m just a humble pill deliverer, I don’t do these things.”

But the ruckus outside was indeed not small, standing in the inner courtyard, they could look up and see the two figures battling.

”Are your cultivators allowed to fight in the city?”

Han Yu asked curiously.

”Of course not.”

The guardian of Bailu City forced a smile, but to no avail. Both of the young men were in the Divine Gaze realm, and he completely couldn’t handle one-on-two!

”Does the sect care about this matter? You should look for the person surnamed Quan in your sect.”

Han Yu jokingly said, but saw the guardian of Bailu City shake his head miserably.

”How can I find him? Look again.”

As he finished, peace had already been restored in the sky above.

The fight only lasted a few brief moments before both took a step back.

”Those two young individuals either exchange barbs or have a go whenever they catch a glimpse of one another.”

Yet, every time they just make a show of it, neither causing destruction nor hurting anyone.

Not only do they not hurt people, but the townsfolk often benefit from their actions.

”Cultivators seeking healing or medicine from them only pay with pills; for townsfolk seeking treatment, it’s entirely free.”

Oh man, this is paving a wide road.

A single pill might not be able to heal an injury, but giving them a pill and they provide guaranteed treatment.

As for the townsfolk, it’s even more straightforward. With a skilled hand of golden and silver needles and cultivation techniques, even non-terminal ailments are easily handled by them.

Now, both have almost become the live advertisements of Bailu City.

”And you want to drive away such people, aren’t you afraid of public anger?”

In Han Yu’s view, the sect should really like such people!

Dignified high-tier cultivators lowering themselves to offer free treatment to townsfolk is somewhat like the benevolent figures from old legends practicing in the mortal world.

There might be a considerable number of individuals with such ability in the cultivator realm, but those willing to do such things are extremely rare.

Back when Wang Xiao’Er was sick, actually, as long as any high-tier cultivator was willing to help him clear his meridians, he could have lived a peaceful life.

But Wang Xiao’Er still met obstacles everywhere, and in the end, clung to life with a life-saving pill.

Why? Simply due to the arrogance of cultivators.

People like Luo Fen and Xiao Yan are sure to win much public favor.

Occasionally showing off a bit up in the sky, surely the townsfolk should applaud and cheer for them.

”Hah! During just that last performance, the townsfolk really might have been there cheering.”

The guardian of Bailu City awkwardly laughed, ”The two indeed have earned much goodwill here.”

No wonder he was so pleased upon hearing that I was searching for these two.

Han Yu instantly understood, and jokingly said, ”So you don’t want to be the bad guy, you want me to be.”

”It’s not like that, it’s for their own good. Staying longer here will only bring trouble.”

The guardian of Bailu City protested.

”What do you mean by that?”

Han Yu inquired curiously.

With a frown, the guardian of Bailu City replied slowly, ”Why do you think they only accept pills?”

...

”There’s nothing novel about today’s pills?”

On West Street, Luo Fen and Xiao Yan landed just moments after the fight, then sulkily turned and shut the doors of their respective pharmacies, declining visitors as if in one seamless motion.

Those present were no longer surprised, deeply familiar with the peculiar habits of these two.

Clearly, they couldn’t stand each other, yet they were always together.

The rules for seeing patients were also peculiar; on the same day, neither would treat the other’s patients.

After a fight, it was also a rule that neither of them saw patients.

In the Listening Hall, Luo Fen cursed Xiao Yan for a while, before methodically organizing the day’s haul.

Pills for healing, Qi cultivation, and restoring True Essence weren’t rare, but Luo Fen meticulously sorted these one by one.

Just in the category of healing pills, he could classify the same type of pill into five or six different types based on effect.

This wasn’t difficult to explain; every sect has its Pill Masters, and each master either has slightly differing handed-down recipes, or formulas they’ve developed themselves.

The differences could lead to varying degrees of efficacy.

After categorizing these pills, Luo Fen moved on to a simple task: sitting down, slowly tasting the medicine while deducing the formulas.

In the Admonition Hall, Xiao Yan was doing much the same, and even their expressions while tasting medicine were identical.

The two not only tasted the pills and wrote formulas but also set up their own pill furnaces to replicate the dosage ratios.