Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?

”How about going out to sea?”

If there’s no one to consume the Pill, then going out to sea might be the only option left.

Han Yu returned to the vicinity of Old Sea Stone City, and after wasting an additional day, it really wasn’t advisable to squander more time.

He thought perhaps he should find Quan Xiaotong for a solution?

After all, that guy is smart as a whip, maybe he really can come up with something.

”If you ask him, he’ll probably also face the dilemma of choosing who must die. In Central Continent, there are only so many in the Realm of Transcendence.”

The Artifact Spirit shook its head; the top cultivators in Central Continent are too few, and they are either acquainted, or unable to forcefully act against each other.

”Honestly, I feel like Ping is making things difficult for me.”

Han Yu pursed his lips and said with a bitter smile, it’s not just the problem with people, the Pill issue is also significant. If the threshold for Pills remains so high and challenging, then Central Continent might not be enough for me.

Suddenly, he had the illusion that Central Continent was very small.

”It’s not an illusion, on the contrary, your reaction is just a bit slow. This realization arrived a whole level late.”

The Artifact Spirit rolled its eyes and teased.

As a cultivator becomes more formidable, his perspective inevitably changes subtly.

The most direct example is that a state or prefecture land seems increasingly small in the eyes of a cultivator.

Speaking of state prefectures, back when Han Yu was placed near the Bailu River by Mo Family’s Sixth, it took him half a day just to get to Moyang Mansion.

At that time, he thought Moyang Mansion was too large.

But now, without needing half a day, he can traverse two realms from north to south, and traveling between two prefectures only takes a moment. Now, even the distance between states and realms no longer feels vast.

Typically, this sense should first appear in cultivators in the Realm of Transcendence, so Han Yu realizing it now is indeed a bit slow.

”When you can appear in any place in an instant someday, maybe not only Central Continent but even this world will seem small to you.”

The Artifact Spirit said earnestly.

”We’ve digressed; let’s focus on getting the Pills sorted! Don’t you want to shape yourself?”

Han Yu pursed his lips; whether this world is small or not is a matter for later, the pressing concern is to keep oneself alive first!

”If it won’t work, then go out to sea. Just sitting here won’t magically make someone appear to consume your Pill.”

The Artifact Spirit shook its head.

Han Yu deeply agreed, but then his expression suddenly changed.

”There seems to be a fool after all...”

...

”There’s a fool ahead!”

Gu Feng and his two companions rushed over, and as expected, the offshore regions were unobstructed, Celestial Dao Sect was indeed too occupied, and had not set up defenses outside.

As a result, the three came with great momentum, traveling without any concern.

Gu Feng saw from afar a figure sitting in a daze on a land extension just big enough for one foot, and when the three got closer, that figure remained in a vacant state.

”He’s really a fool!”

Gu Feng looked back at his two companions and laughed.

They both wore odd expressions, momentarily at a loss for words; they just mentioned a fool, and three fools showed up!

What happens when both parties see the other as fools?

”Little one, where’s the city of the prefecture here?”

Wen Xiong spoke from a high place, his voice booming and echoing.

”This guy looks rough and clumsy; fit to consume the Pill!”

For some reason, both Han Yu and the Artifact Spirit thought so simultaneously.

So in the eyes of the three, Han Yu’s inexplicable smile was looking weirder than ever.

”Tsk! Not an ordinary fool!”

Yi Hong couldn’t help laughing at the sight.

Well, this guy fits too.

Han Yu and the Artifact Spirit again strangely turned their gaze to the person speaking in mid-air.

Finally, Gu Feng spoke; he squinted and glanced at Han Yu while shaking his head, ”If a fool can sit here nicely, the city should not be far away; let’s look for it ourselves.”

Since the peddler had originally captured people here, they logically should be able to find Han Yu’s traces in this area.

After the three left, Han Yu and the Artifact Spirit were still laughing oddly.

”Do you guess it’s from Yama Hall or Celestial Dao Sect?”

Han Yu chuckled and said.

”Who cares which side they’re on, in front of Pills, everyone is equal.”

The Artifact Spirit rubbed its hands indifferently; now they wouldn’t even need to go out to sea, as three fools delivered themselves.

...

Liu Zongyuan arrived when evening fell. After consuming three White Lotuses in the morning and again at noon, by evening, this timid Guardian had failed to show up for an appointment, which made him angry.

Since he was angry, as a successfully cultivated Daoist, naturally, he wouldn’t wrong himself while others could be wronged, so he angrily came to the door.

But as soon as he entered, besides frightening away a group of Palace Guards, there was no sign of Chicken Feather Gall.

He casually grabbed a slow runner — that Witty Ghost — and furrowed his brows, ”Where’s your Guardian?”

The Witty Ghost swallowed hard, panic apparent on its face, wanting to stand firm, but couldn’t help but recall their master’s warning.

Chicken Feather Gall had already notified the Palace Guards in advance, speaking of the Daoist’s dread and instructed his subordinates not to provoke.

So, the Witty Ghost could only pitifully mutter in his heart, ”Sorry, Master.”

”Over there...”

The Witty Ghost tremblingly pointed a finger towards an area in the inner courtyard...

Chicken Feather Gall was utterly limp on the bed, attempting to move but was wracked with piercing pain.

Besides the mind-numbing pain, he vaguely felt on the verge of deviation, with surges of inner fire from time to time, sometimes tranquil and detached, and at other times overwhelmed with delusions, it was torturously maddening.

This kind of illness immediately reminded him of his peculiar abilities.

Since the last White Lotus was given at noon and he returned home paralyzed, it couldn’t possibly be a problem from himself, or rather, his own abilities shouldn’t entail such extensive damage!

When the Daoist barged in, kicking open the door and approaching the bed, their eyes met.

Liu Zongyuan looked at Chicken Feather Gall, pale and on the verge of passing out, with a peculiar expression; his symptoms didn’t seem fake, but it was unreasonably absurd.

”How did you end up with a Heart Demon of the Divine Platform Realm while you’re in the Divine Gaze Realm of cultivation.”

After Liu Zongyuan placed a hand on him, probing with spiritual power, his expression turned even more surprised.

This small cultivator had little skill but lofty ambitions; hearing about cross-realm battles is one thing, but witnessing cross-realm injury, especially spanning two major realms, was a first.

The heart fire’s burn-out is a dark ailment typical for those of Divine Platform level, mysteriously appearing in someone in the Divine Gaze Realm.

Leaving the heart fire aside, observing the internal injuries all derived from the viscera; how could a small Divine Gaze cultivator suffer from this kind of injury.

With such visceral injuries, the external damage should be enormous. Yet how could there be no outward signs but only internal injury remaining?

Chicken Feather Gall couldn’t voice his suffering, facing the Daoist’s inquiry, tears streamed down his face unnoticed.

He was sure it came from the other’s body, but he could not speak of it.

If he didn’t speak, he could still hold on for a while longer.

If he did speak...

The consequences would be unimaginable.

”Bastard!”

Liu Zongyuan suddenly flung away Chicken Feather Gall’s hand, his expression abruptly altering.

Startled, Chicken Feather Gall was covered in goosebumps, thinking he was done for, had the Daoist figured it out?

”Let me explain...”

”I don’t have time to listen to your explanations.”

With that, Liu Zongyuan’s aura continuously rose, almost frightening Chicken Feather Gall into wetting himself.

Suddenly, Liu Zongyuan vanished like an arrow released from a bow...