Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?

Yama Hall is certainly not a benevolent force towards the Central Continent.

Then would the Celestial Dao Sect want to do something about the Central Continent?

It’s laughable; on one hand, these people regard the Central Continent as primitive, yet they seem to care about the Central Continent a great deal.

Quan Xiaotong has thought many times, unable to fathom what makes the Central Continent worth these people’s aggression, even willing to sacrifice the entire continent.

”And you? What is your attitude towards the Central Continent?”

Quan Xiaotong’s gaze was complex and bitter, and he couldn’t help but ask in the end.

He obviously noticed Liu Zongyuan’s respect for him, naturally deducing that Liu Zongyuan was not an ordinary cultivator of the Celestial Dao Sect.

Su Xiaoxiao indeed is not a regular cultivator of the Celestial Dao Sect, but this is limited by Wang Xingzhi and others’ perspective.

”As far as I know, the Celestial Dao Sect has no malice towards the Central Continent; you can be assured of that.”

Be assured?

How could anyone be assured? With the human as a knife and us as fish, neither Yama Hall nor the Celestial Dao Sect’s power is something the Central Continent can withstand.

”What Yama Hall does, helps you as well as helps ourselves.”

Su Xiaoxiao reminded, smiling.

Quan Xiaotong fell silent again; Su Xiaoxiao naturally wasn’t wrong. Even if he didn’t know what the Celestial Dao Sect intends, their opposition to Yama Hall alone gives Quan Xiaotong reason to help.

”How to search? Although the Central Continent retains some power, a direction must be given.”

Whether it’s a direction or a general area, even a hint would do.

Unfortunately, Su Xiaoxiao shook her head, ”Nothing.”

And precisely because there’s nothing, it’s like finding a needle in a haystack within the Central Continent, which is why Su Xiaoxiao thought of seeking help from Central Continent cultivators.

Plus, the quicker it is found, it would certainly be better for both the Central Continent and the Celestial Dao Sect.

As for how to search, those top cultivators of the Central Continent must figure it out.

”Does this count as cooperation?”

Quan Xiaotong suddenly asked, his gaze fixed on Su Xiaoxiao.

Su Xiaoxiao frowned slightly and nodded, indeed it does count as cooperation.

”Then, can the Central Continent have some understanding of its partner?”

Quan Xiaotong continued to ask.

It might be an opportunity, a chance to understand the Celestial Dao Sect.

”You’ve misunderstood; it’s just a simple cooperation. You find the eye of the array; we are responsible for the destruction, everyone gets what they need without owing.”

Unfortunately, Su Xiaoxiao was unwilling to reveal anything about the Celestial Dao Sect.

Quan Xiaotong’s failed intention left him quite disappointed.

Ultimately, they were still at a disadvantage, nowhere near equal footing, let alone equal dialogue.

The iron rule of strength above all in the Cultivator Realm applies everywhere indeed.

Especially in Yama Hall...

The oppressed Xin Yin not only had to continue searching for Wang Xingzhi’s group but also had to help find Su Xiaoxiao and her people.

After a whole day, the number of sent out cultivators increased, while fewer remained by his side, and upon turning around, he found himself alone.

Even alone, Lei Wang still didn’t let him go, treating him like cattle to be ordered around.

”If we keep searching, we’ll be heading out to sea.”

Lei Wang scolded dark-faced again.

Xin Yin naturally knew that continuing the search would lead them in circles, but what can he do?

The direction of the gatekeepers’ escape pointed here, but he hadn’t intended for this group of ancestors to follow, yet they insisted on intervening.

Otherwise, wouldn’t it be better if he could lead and manage his own?

”You said you encountered that bastard here, correct?”

Lei Wang suddenly seemed moved, recalling something.

Han Yu ambushed their people here, and Wang Xingzhi’s group coincidentally escaped towards here.

Could it be they were looking for that bastard?

”Is there a place to step around here?”

Lei Wang suddenly asked.

This truly stumped Xin Yin; unfamiliar with the Central Continent, how could he know?

”Can’t you find out if you don’t know?”

Lei Wang cast a sideways glance and said with age-old disdain.

If not for knowing how sensitive one becomes at such a realm, Xin Yin would have secretly cursed by now.

Such condescension, treating one as less than human, right?

”You have complaints?”

Lei Wang glared angrily, frightening him into fleeing hurriedly.

Only after leaving for dozens of miles did he dare to mutter.

”None of them are decent.”

Lei Wang is like that, so are Qiao Po and others.

As those above, all press harshly on those below.

But he never thought about it; it seemed that the three of them had treated the soul fragments the same way in the past...

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”I gave you so many Inquiry Stones, and this is how you treat me?”

This was already the next day; Su Xiaoxiao glanced at Han Yu with an inexplicable expression.

This peculiar little native of the Central Continent could be so irritating at times.

The reason naturally lay with Han Yu himself, or rather, with his Pills.

In contrast, the cultivators from Central Continent laughed heartily because Han Yu ultimately took care of ”his own people.”

Han Yu glanced irritably at Su Xiaoxiao and the others, ”You didn’t say you wanted them, and the Pills are all gone. I can’t just ask people to spit them out now, can I?”

”And even if they did spit them out, would you eat them?”

Having just swallowed the saliva... Su Xiaoxiao, not long after Bai Lian, couldn’t bear to hear this, and the others behind him felt the same, nearly unable to stop themselves from retching.

Spitting them out was impossible; even if Han Yu wanted to, he couldn’t do it.

The Pills in the Ping were extremely strange; once taken, they were gone, and even if someone wanted to regret it, there would be no chance.

The Celestial Dao Sect team was still deeply resentful, especially Su Xiaoxiao.

”You could at least have asked me first. I could have traded Inquiry Stones with you.”

What kind of Pill could make Su Xiaoxiao so unsettled and unwilling to let go?

Heaven and Earth Sorrow Pill: When the user consumes it, they gain the ability to invoke the sorrow of heaven and earth, creating a no-combat zone within a mile radius. Within this area, no combat can occur. Side effect: If one’s virtue is lacking, they die.

A frighteningly limiting ability; such a capability could hardly be considered simple, especially when it could even move someone like Su Xiaoxiao.

In any case, upon discovering Han Yu had such a thing and even gave it away, he could have strangled him out of frustration.

Such an item was immensely valuable on their side. A single Wandering Spirit Daoist was already an outrageous existence. Adding another like this, once the ability was activated, all enemies within a mile would have to give up.

”Have you ever considered whether your virtues can withstand the side effects?”

Han Yu glanced at this group; though the Pill was powerful, its side effects were also a lethal weapon.

Just the phrase, ’If one’s virtue is lacking, they die,’ could kill countless cultivators, making it as deadly as poison.

Su Xiaoxiao was dumbfounded by his words; if Han Yu’s Pill could affect them, then the side effects could too. Virtue was a concept from Central Continent.

But there’s no guarantee that this thing wouldn’t apply to them, and if it didn’t meet the Central Continent’s standard, it might cause trouble.

Not just for them, even among the people in Central Continent, it would be incredibly difficult to find someone qualified to consume it.

After all, who could really guarantee their own superior virtues, entirely free of faults?

Originally, they thought no one would dare to eat it, but in the end, there actually was someone.

Han Yu was quite surprised by the person who came to take the Pill, yet it seemed to make sense.

Galan Temple’s Great Elder, or rather, he should now be called Wu Seng.

Wu Seng, the old monk, came out with a go-for-broke attitude, frightening his abbot heir to nearly having a breakdown.

”Are you questioning the quality of this humble monk’s character, or doubting my Buddhist nature?”

With Wu Seng’s grumbling and a demeanor of brushing aside his abbot, it made people even more skeptical about his chances of survival.

Han Yu himself doubted whether Wu Seng’s virtues were sufficient, and out of their acquaintance, he also offered a word of advice.

”Others may not know my Pills, but you all should know best. This could realistically be deadly.”

These people were quite familiar with him; they should have known well whether he was joking with his Pills. Such actions shouldn’t really court death.

But Wu Seng directly grabbed the Pill, and with a complex expression, he spoke up after holding it.

”As a person, I was deeply rooted in greed, hatred, ignorance, and resentment. As a monk, I could not seek longevity, nor advance in cultivation, much less reach enlightenment.”

Given all these, even he didn’t think his virtue was sufficient,

Suddenly, he raised the Pill and shouted loudly.

”This time, this humble monk seeks not for himself, but for Central Continent, may heaven and earth permit it?”

And it was precisely this action by Wu Seng that suddenly attracted the glow of celestial light, leaving everyone around astonished, eventually drawing the attention of Su Xiaoxiao’s group.

”Wow...”

The Artifact Spirit couldn’t help but exclaim in Han Yu’s Sea of Consciousness.

”This old man used eloquence to trick heaven and earth into lending him virtue.”

No wonder the Artifact Spirit was excited; this was the first time it had seen virtue being obtained in such a way.

What was this about?

A grand wish to heaven and earth? A painted cake?

By the time Su Xiaoxiao and others arrived, Wu Seng had already consumed the Pill.

It was fine if they didn’t ask, but once they did, they courted displeasure for themselves.

And after Wu Seng consumed the Pill, he fell into some kind of enigmatic state.

”Entering the Dao!”

”No, it seems more like Walking the Dao!”

Su Xiaoxiao and the others looked at the fluctuating aura around Wu Seng, all dumbfounded.

Fortunately, after the aura stabilized, he remained at an ordinary Initial Realm.

Buzz!

When a resonant sound emerged from Wu Seng’s Divine Spring, mystical waves instantly spread out a mile.

All beings within a mile were simultaneously affected...