Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?

It’s not just Han Yu who is unwilling to do this. Even if he’s willing to give the Pills to cultivators of the Celestial Dao Sect, he doubts how many of them would dare to take such Pills.

But the people of Central Continent are different; they urgently need power, and Pills are the fastest and last shortcut.

So much so that they habitually check for side effects when taking Han Yu’s Pills; the stronger the side effects, the stronger the Pills.

These four sinister Pills are almost like Pills that cut off the future, yet they are divided among the Sect Leaders of the Nine Sects.

That’s why the Artifact Spirit feels that these cultivators of Central Continent are harsh enough on themselves.

”If I were Yama Hall, I might not dare to give Central Continent a chance.”

The Artifact Spirit’s complexion is complex; people who are harsh on themselves, once they truly grasp power, will show the most ferocious retaliation.

The old Daoist is still waiting for Han Yu’s answer, but this guy is like the Wandering Spirit Daoist, often distracted.

No matter what, even if he hasn’t seen these Pills, he needs to talk to Han Yu.

What’s the point of having good things but not giving them to your own people, giving them to outsiders every day?

When Han Yu came back to his senses, his expression was extremely complicated.

Sir, you are the outsiders!

But the old Daoist’s words reminded him, since pretending to be one of them, he should occasionally pass some Pills over to prove his worth.

”That’s simple.”

The Artifact Spirit snapped his fingers and smiled.

”In the future, just dump the Pills that Central Continent’s folks don’t care for to Celestial Dao Sect.”

If the big shots of Central Continent don’t fancy these Pills, surely they have low side effects, perfect for cultivators of Celestial Dao Sect who might not accept a huge price.

Two birds with one stone, a new route for refining Pills.

”You’re truly a witty ghost.”

This idea made even Han Yu smile; indeed, highly feasible.

On the other side of Central Continent, in New City.

A group was gathered around, studying this time’s Pills. The Sect Leader of Piaomiao Sect acquired the Soul-Devouring-Enthralling Pill, which has a powerful soul-devouring ability, but can only be used eight times, the ninth is impossible to use.

If used, it might lead to certain death.

So these eight times of soul-devouring are extremely important; Initial Realm cultivators largely shouldn’t need it; using it on them is a waste.

Walking Dao cultivators, can reluctantly accept it, but he hopes to devour a stronger target.

The biggest restriction of this Pill is that to acquire everything of the opponent, you must have the skill to kill them.

But if you have the power to kill them, it seems unnecessary to devour them.

”Let Han Yu help out, see if there’s a chance to reel in a big fish.”

Ling Wuce was giving advice nearby, but his words were no joke; if Han Yu could procure a stronger subject, the Pill could truly be of greater use.

The group agreed, reminding continuously.

”I also think so, don’t use it recklessly, save it, the ability decreases with each use.”

The possessor of the Endless Silence Destruction Pill is the Sect Leader of Star Moon Pavilion; its possession ability is somewhat similar to the previous, it cannot be used frequently, with the only difference being it seems quite immediate.

Capture a powerhouse for possession, directly achieve a leap in strength.

But it seems external assistance is necessary, the stronger the target, the harder they are to possess.

The benefit is, he has fewer concerns, can use it on a Walking Dao cultivator anytime.

The only caveat is abandoning one’s original body.

This may need considerable psychological struggle to decide.

The Heaven-Burning Sea-Simmering Pill was taken by the Sect Leader of Langya Mountain; this middle-aged man, with a Wine Gourd at his waist, took the Pill with hardly changing expression.

”Just burning my organs, I can probably handle it.”

The group was somewhat worried; this Pill is too fierce; one careless move could lead to self-immolation.

”Don’t just say it; this isn’t something to joke about.”

Wang Ye removed his Wine Gourd and gulped deeply, laughing, ”Why would a drunkard fear pain?”

The last Void Unity Pill was taken by the Qinglan Sect’s Sect Leader.

This Pill was originally wanted by Mo Yushu, but Han Yu didn’t give it to him, fearing Mo Xiuwen might go after him desperately.

The ability to cause disaster is a double-edged sword; if used well, it’s almost invincible in the same realm, problems are manageable with transcending realm combat, especially in one-on-one situations; hardly anyone can counter the Pill.

Unless the opponent’s attack surpasses the bearing limit of both sides, otherwise whoever approaches will suffer.

But similarly, once disaster strikes and the opponent dies, the holder also perishes.

It greatly tests the holder’s response.

Within Nine Sects, excluding the Elders, only Mo Yushu hasn’t taken any Pills.

Han Yu thinks, he must find something more normal, these four are too terrifying; they’re promising, but one wrong move results in annihilation.

Given the relationship with Mo Xiuwen, no treacherous Pills for Mo Yushu.

”Central Continent is almost gone, there’s no room for pick and choose.”

The Artifact Spirit snickered coldly.

”If lacking this Pill makes him defenseless, you’ll regret it!”

Han Yu broke into a cold sweat; indeed, few things rival self-preservation.

As the group was discussing, suddenly the entire Eastern Territory was flashed with lightning.

Or rather, the sea region flashed with lightning.

Thunderclouds nearly rolled over the whole Eastern Sea Domain, instantly casting dimness.

Creating a spectacle; daylight on the coast, while the opposite of the sea seemed like nightfall.

This is just the East Sea scene; over in the Endless Sea Domain, a hundred miles of deep sea kept surging, waves rising ten feet high, then all fell silent.

Three figures slowly emerged from the waves; their appearance was unknown, just seeing them stop time.

Among them, two men and one woman; one man with white hair down to his waist, handsome yet chillingly cold, in flowing green robes, his hair tied casually with a green band.

The other man old in visage but robust in physique, holding a white banner, with sinister black robes exuding gloomy aura.

The final woman clad in sheer palace attire, red-bodiced, struggling to restrain ample bosoms, full of mature charm, with phoenix eyes full of allure, every gesture brimming with infinite sentiment.

Upon their arrival, the Endless Sea Domain echoed with ghostly soul wails, eerily.

The woman waved sharply; ghostly souls receded, taking the waves down too.

”They’ve arrived!”

In New City, the old Daoist’s complexion turned extremely grim, inexplicably speaking.

He’s aware of water, not history.

Such commotion, what else could it be?

Obviously more than one Hall Master of the Ten Dao Palaces has arrived.

Otherwise, such a grandiose scene is hard to create.

”What’s arrived?”

Han Yu, yet to grasp the situation, frowned and asked.

The old Daoist turned with a pained expression, ”Naturally, the Hall Masters of the Ten Dao Palaces have come down.”

He already said those people aren’t far from arriving.

Meanwhile, in the Western Territory, Mu Zili felt it too, without sensing, knowing the visitors.

”I knew why it was so quiet, now they’re here, descending.”

”Should our people still come?”

Su Xiaoxiao worried, since the other side brought great power, just Senior Brother alone would suffer.

Mu Zili remained calm, as after this upheaval, another one emerged.

”Here they come...”