Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?

After Chicken Feather Gall left, Ling Wuce’s face turned grim once again.

Because he glanced at the two White Lotuses.

Silly guy, doesn’t he know to wipe off the saliva on the petals before bringing them in?

Two a day is not the limit for Chicken Feather Gall, or rather, as long as there’s enough saliva, he could keep spitting... producing White Lotuses.

But Ling Wuce just can’t stand it!

These two alone, he’d have to spend a whole day mentally preparing himself, forcing them down.

If he didn’t know where this thing came from, it would be fine, but knowing... it’s really hard to swallow.

The first day he ate it, he was gagging, threw up, and ate again, ending up more disgusted, threw up again, and suffered for nothing.

Afterward, eating it slowly and carefully only made his disgust worse...

Until today, he found the knack of it, long pain is worse than short, once mentally prepared, quicker consumption in one gulp is the way...

Chicken Feather Gall had just walked out of the inner court, head down to the outer court, feeling an odd sensation inside his body; he knew, that was because Ling Wuce had started eating the White Lotus, which transferred the injuries back to him.

Right then, he rubbed his hands together skillfully, then spat in each palm, instantly producing two White Lotuses.

He was experienced now; if not wanting to suffer, it’s best to heal yourself as soon as you have a reaction.

Besides, though disgusting, eating your own saliva can be reluctantly tolerated.

Right when he swallowed a White Lotus and was about to gulp down the second, a sudden figure appeared in front of him. As he looked up, someone was looking at him with an ambiguous smile.

Damn! He’s back.

Chicken Feather Gall blushed; caught doing such disgusting stuff, he felt like crying with no tears, clearly checking there’s no one around before eating.

”When did you develop such a special hobby?”

Han Yu grinned, finding the expression of this timid Guardian quite amusing, especially being caught mid-action eating saliva, almost making him laugh out loud.

”Help me contact Quan Xiaotong, I’m looking for him.”

Of course, Han Yu hadn’t forgotten the purpose of his return; otherwise, he wouldn’t have rushed back here without rest.

But this young Guardian was already blushing, pointed towards the inner court, and then dashed off.

Too embarrassing, he couldn’t stay any longer.

Inside the inner court, Ling Wuce had just brazened it out to swallow a White Lotus whole, not yet realizing he’d been set up by Chicken Feather Gall. He picked up another, ready to challenge himself, two at once today.

End the disgust early.

Just as he put the juicy lotus into his mouth, inopportunely, Han Yu entered and witnessed the entire process.

In an instant, Ling Wuce’s face flushed red.

Swallow, it’s disgusting and shameful.

Not swallow, it’s disgusting, shameful, and a wasted sufferance.

Are you the Devil?

Why did you come back? Why now? Why did you have to see!

Two gulping sounds echoed simultaneously.

One was Ling Wuce’s; he finally steeled himself to swallow the White Lotus.

The other was Han Yu’s, astonishingly staring at the old man before him, completely dumbfounded.

”How did I leave for just a few days, and old Ling picked up such a terrible habit?”

Han Yu thought incredulously.

As their eyes met, they fell into a peculiar atmosphere...

...

The same eerie atmosphere settled on the far side of the sea.

Chasing Soul twisted his head, looking at the trailing Liu Zongyuan, ”Didn’t you guys ally with me? Why still not trust me?”

Can’t blame him for being suspicious, ever since leaving the Deserted Island, he’d planned to lay low, with Central Continent being his first choice.

But, unexpectedly, apart from himself, Liu Zongyuan had also come along.

”I’m originally responsible for the offshore areas of Central Continent, can’t let any split spirits enter lightly.”

Liu Zongyuan said, after all, he and the split spirit were both bottom-tier of their sides, with split spirit handling Central Continent affairs.

The seas around Central Continent were Liu Zongyuan’s responsibility. As long as he kept opposing split spirit, it was all good. Whatever split spirit tried, he would undo. If all else failed, he could call reinforcements to stop him.

Hence, split spirit had always been extra cautious entering and leaving Central Continent. He might not fear Liu Zongyuan, but he surely feared him rallying a group against him.

”I’m called Chasing Soul now, no longer split spirit; I can’t deal with Yama Hall’s matters anymore.”

Chasing Soul spoke helplessly, already being pursued by Yama Hall, a fool would continue working for them!

Besides, Central Continent still had that intimidating ’living ancestor!’ Only when tired of living would he try anything in Central Continent.

Yet Liu Zongyuan responded oddly, ”It’s my duty, I must follow to feel at ease.”

Chasing Soul’s mind suddenly shifted, grin twisting his features, he laughed, ”You’re following with serious injuries, clearly not really here to guard against me.”

Given Liu Zongyuan’s current frail state, if he wanted to try anything, the other wouldn’t even stand a chance to run.

Realization dawning, Chasing Soul’s aura turned sharp, a hint of killing intent in the air.

If he finished off Liu Zongyuan here, seemingly no one would know.

”You plan to kill me?”

Liu Zongyuan, startled, halted his steps, the leaf beneath him trembling.

Chasing Soul also paused, speaking in a fierce tone, ”Why not? You came to me willingly.”

”Don’t forget, Yama Hall will soon be after you, and if you kill me, Celestial Dao Sect won’t spare you either.”

Liu Zongyuan retorted with shaky boldness, his face pale, regret washing over him.

How foolish was he to dare follow the other, even if not split spirit anymore, shared memories of their confrontations were real.

Realizing this, Liu Zongyuan grew increasingly anxious, contemplating various escape plans, only to dismiss them all.

No other reason, he was gravely injured, standing no chance against the other, nor outrunning.

He was likely doomed.

As Liu Zongyuan mulled over grim fates, Chasing Soul suddenly withdrew his killing aura, curling his lips.

”You’re not acting?”

Liu Zongyuan asked, utterly bewildered, then cursed himself for his tactlessness.

Unexpectedly, Chasing Soul laughed strangely, ”I didn’t kill you at your weakest; why wait till now?”

Liu Zongyuan’s expression froze, stunned.

Really letting me go?

Is he truly not split spirit anymore?

”However, if you don’t tell me why you’re heading to Central Continent, for sure, I’ll follow and cause havoc.”

Chasing Soul chuckled; seeing Liu Zongyuan’s terribly weak form, he was definitely not buying any preventive claims.

There must be another reason.

Liu Zongyuan’s face darkened instantly, unwilling to reveal his solo journey to Central Continent, avoiding others knowing his aim!

Speaking would be exceptionally embarrassing.

He’s going to heal, to find that damned little cultivator for healing.

Although Celestial Dao Sect could heal his injuries, it couldn’t compare to the quickness of the young Guardian.

Endure a little disgust, and the injury heals immediately.

He resolved riskingly to make this trip, but this must remain a secret, an indelible stain in his cultivation journey.

No one else must know.

”As expected, it’s something private and embarrassing, kept even from your own people, which makes me more curious.”

Chasing Soul’s curiosity was piqued.

Liu Zongyuan’s face twisted, damn it, split spirit turned Chasing Soul, temperament changed, and grew brains too.

What to do?

”If you don’t spill, I’ll definitely mess you up.”

Chasing Soul became increasingly intrigued, now deciding he wouldn’t be the one followed, he’d be the one tailing Liu Zongyuan.

Wherever the latter went, he’d go.

If Liu Zongyuan said nothing, he’d definitely ruin his plans.

Liu Zongyuan’s face flickered with indecision, seemingly bracing for a certain resolve.

”If I tell, you won’t follow me.”

”Of course.”

Chasing Soul responded with apparent cheer.

”Alright! I’m heading to Central Continent... to find someone to heal my wounds...”