Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?

Chapter 176: Chapter 151: Sudhana Pill

”Do you think giving him the Pills would cause any trouble?”

Han Yu stood at the street corner, murmuring to himself as he watched a group of people slowly approaching from the front.

”The moment you came up with that idea, trouble was already brewing.”

Glass looked through Han Yu’s Sea of Consciousness, watching Zhao Yulin striding like a dragon and tiger at the front. Behind him were four cultivators escorting Yan Bing and Yankong, following closely step by step.

It seemed that everyone was heading towards the Government Office.

After walking a short distance, Zhao Yulin stopped in his tracks, glanced at Han Yu, and then approached with a displeased expression.

”Why are you still here? Although the Government Office won’t hold you accountable for causing trouble with these two, you must leave Zhanzhou Prefecture quickly.”

Despite Ling Wuce having given a heads-up, Zhao Yulin still didn’t show Han Yu any kindness.

If it weren’t for this guy, those two evil cultivators wouldn’t have followed here to cause trouble either.

Ultimately, it was Han Yu’s fault.

Apparently, Yan Bing thought so too. He shouted from a distance towards Han Yu.

”One day, I’ll find you for revenge, just you wait.”

This morning, two waves of cultivators came to whip him in turns before dawn. If it were a daily beating, he couldn’t imagine if a year later the accumulated pain would be enough to kill him.

Just thinking about the scene of the side effects taking effect a year later sent shivers down his spine.

So his hatred for Han Yu deepened.

Yankong was unusually silent. Though he wanted revenge, he was probably the least likely to succeed, given the unpredictable side effects on his body. Every time he stuck his neck out, he’d suffer first.

If he ever had a chance to escape his predicament, he would probably find a desolate place to hide as his first move.

Zhao Yulin shook his head at the miserable appearances of the two but felt even more urgent about expelling Han Yu.

This guy’s Pills were peculiar and strange. If he stayed, who knew who would be next to fall victim?

Although those Pills had various side effects, some fools would always be unable to resist temptation.

”Lord Zhao, if there were Pills that could double the cultivation speed, would you be interested?”

Han Yu suddenly grinned and opened his palm to reveal a black Pill.

Zhao Yulin was stunned...

——

”Why are you still standing there dumbfounded?”

Mo Xingzhi suddenly slapped his cousin on the back of the head, speaking nervously.

At the Eastern Yard of the Divine Strategy Institute in the Mo Family, Mo Xingzhi had hurriedly gone to his cousin’s place a half two-hour ago and woke him up without saying much.

Even after a full explanation, he still looked bewildered.

Had that old monster turned into the Ginseng King at Ink Cloud Mansion awakened?

Upon first hearing this news, he was somewhat surprised. Han Yu had privately said that maintaining such a half-dead state would take a year.

How did it end so quickly?

”Awakened then awakened, what’s it got to do with us?”

His cousin rubbed his eyes, ready to fall back asleep when Mo Xingzhi pulled him up.

”It’s a big deal. The old guy from the Unparalleled Tower came here to blame us, claiming we concealed information about the Ginseng King, but from the news I got from the Imperial Court...”

Then following their Sixth Uncle’s words, the content became increasingly bizarre and strange.

Those eight old cultivators from the Sect chewing ginseng roots? Boiling ginseng soup? Cooking ginseng heads?

It didn’t sound like much, but he knew the Ginseng King had transformed from a living person!

The imagery in his mind suddenly became improper.

Chewing leg hair! Drinking bathwater! Tasting scalp soup...

Oh man!

Feeling a bit nauseous first thing in the morning, what should he do?

Currently, how Luo Yuqi freed himself was of no concern to the Mo Family, yet the Great Elder from the Unparalleled Tower just had to come to the Divine Strategy Institute demanding explanations.

Mo Xingzhi grimaced, expression helpless.

Whenever the Unparalleled Tower encountered unfortunate events, their first impulse was to suspect the Mo Family was behind it, a habit apparently hard to break.

The most frustrating part? This time he actually guessed correctly.

”Even our Mo Family isn’t interested in the Ginseng King. Now that the issue has surfaced, with the Ginseng King returning to human form, suspicion falls on the Mo Family. Those eight old guys naturally feel angry, having suffered great humiliation.”

”Remember, claim ignorance on this matter. Damn it, these eight old guys are too troublesome. A single slip of the tongue could simultaneously offend the Eight Sects.”

If Mo Xingzhi had not obtained the news from the Imperial Court, nothing could have led him to imagine that eight elders at the Realm of Transcendence could pull off such antics.

He’s currently in an awful bind. If only the Unparalleled Tower were affected, it might have made for some bragging rights.

But if all eight sects are involved, the Mo Family truly cannot afford it...

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”I’m a cultivator at the Great Perfection of the Divine Gaze Realm, just a bit of expenditure, how could I not handle it?”

Zhao Yulin swaggered with the Eight Directions Step, brimming with energy, as he entered the Government Office.

Inside, Ling Wuce had been waiting for quite some time, with Nansheng idly kicking her tiny feet beside him.

Upon seeing Zhao Yulin’s entrance, followed closely by the escorted Yan Bing and another, Nansheng couldn’t help but smirk, perhaps recalling the duo’s various peculiar conditions.

Their identities as top disciples of the evil path were of significant interest to both the Inspectorate and the Guardian Bureau, and if deemed useless in the end, could still be handed over to the Hundred Herbs Bureau for research.

Thus, before leaving, Ling Wuce promptly thought of taking them all away.

Keeping them in Zhanzhou Prefecture could more easily become a hidden danger.

Zhao Yulin eagerly approached, forcing a smile.

”I’ve brought them all, Elder Ling, when will you be leaving? I’ll make arrangements.”

Ling Wuce couldn’t help but roll his eyes and teasingly said.

”Are you trying to drive this old man away?”

Zhao Yulin hurriedly waved his hands. If he had to speak ill of Che Dapao in front of him, he’d be drowned in spit the next time he returned to Bai Yujing.

”I’m just afraid of delaying your important matters, no other intentions.”

It’s really difficult! I wonder how the brothers in the capital manage to endure this person every day.

”Can’t take a joke!”

Ling Wuce smirked and took out a palm-sized small bell from his sleeves.

”That guy doesn’t care about the Imperial Court, so I’ll credit the achievements of taking down these two evil cultivators to you.”

”Take this, to prevent the Inspectorate from dawdling for ten days to half a month without giving any rewards. That bunch is notoriously inefficient.”

The small bell was entirely bronze, engraved with intricate patterns all over. Though just palm-sized, its power was incredibly formidable.

Zhao Yulin had seen Ling Wuce use it a few times. Once a spell was cast, it swelled dramatically with the wind, turning into a huge, extremely durable bell to smash opponents—even someone in the Divine Gaze Realm might not withstand it.

Moreover, when thrown, the small bell could emit sound waves; its sound could repel enemies and resist some illusion realms that attack the mind.

When Ling Wuce said he was giving it to him, Zhao Yulin was almost moved to tears. He had coveted this thing for a long time; it was both offensive and defensive and could resist illusions.

Just as he eagerly reached out to take it, a sudden surge of wicked fire erupted in his heart, burning through his internal organs and coursing through his meridians.

This wasn’t all; the roaming wicked fire split a stream, rushing straight to the top of his head.

Ling Wuce was about to hand over the small bell but was stunned when he saw Zhao Yulin reach to receive it and then freeze.

By the time he realized something was wrong, Zhao Yulin had already fallen to the ground, continuously foaming at the mouth and convulsing with a bent waist.

Ling Wuce’s expression changed; he hurried over, pressing down and grabbing Zhao’s wrist while directing a stream of spiritual power into him.

Qi deviation?

The term wasn’t new, but appearing on someone who had already reached Divine Gaze Great Perfection was downright outrageous.

If you were going to deviate, why wait until now?

Ling Wuce attempted to calm the agitated true essence within Zhao Yulin’s meridians, but no matter how he tried, the tumultuous true essence refused to settle.

”The thing... don’t want it... take it away quickly.”

Zhao Yulin managed to speak the words with gritted teeth.

Ling Wuce paused upon hearing this; thoughtfully, he glanced at the small bell in his hand and immediately retracted it into his sleeve.

Strangely enough, as soon as he put the small bell away, Zhao Yulin’s symptoms vanished instantly, and the rampant true essence dissipated into thin air as if it never existed.

It truly was bizarre!

Zhao Yulin gasped on the ground with a pale face before slowly getting up, his face full of lingering fear.

”That bastard! Didn’t even mention that a magical artifact counts as wealth.”

After a slight recovery, Zhao Yulin cursed aloud; if that also counted as wealth, he would never have dared to consume it with such ease.

”What exactly happened to you?”

Ling Wuce asked, staring intently at him with a stern expression.

...

A cup of tea’s time later.

Ling Wuce looked at him as if he were an idiot.

No, even idiots wouldn’t risk eating indiscriminately.

”So, you dared to consume that thing?”

Indeed, ever since at the Star Sect, Han Yu’s pills often had potent effects, but wherever they appeared, the side effects were invariably a massive headache for people.

Yet Zhao Yulin dared to consume them recklessly...

Zhao Yulin pulled a long face; what he thought of as wealth was nothing more than mundane money and treasures, things that a high-tier cultivator naturally looked down upon and never needed.

So he consumed without burden.

Fine, if that was unwanted, against the positive effects, he didn’t care less.

But who would’ve known that so-called wealth included magical artifacts?

If that was the case, didn’t it mean anything of value counted as wealth?

Bitter indeed!

”Bitter? I fear you don’t even know how to spell the word ’death’. What if an evil cultivator were to fight you one day and suddenly toss a magical artifact your way, would you just lie there waiting to die?”

Ling Wuce smirked coldly. While the effect was powerful, its flaw was equally immense.

”What should I do?”

Zhao Yulin’s face turned deathly pale, weaving a scene in his mind where, while facing an enemy, the foe suddenly bowed and offered a gift, only for him to deviate internally and meet his end...

Damn!

”Is he around? See if you can plead for an antidote.”

Ling Wuce sighed helplessly.

Zhao Yulin’s expression turned worse; awkwardly, he spoke.

”I... I consumed the pill, and he left.”

”Elder Ling, what should I do?”

Ling Wuce shook his head.

No one forced you; you were informed of the side effects beforehand, yet you willingly ate it. What else can you do?

”In the future, learn to say no!”

If rejection works, at most, you’d end up alone; considering the positive effects, it’s still bearable.

Ling Wuce felt a wave of relief wash over him, grateful he hadn’t truly brought Han Yu into the Fifth Tower, for with such bizarre pills, chaos would surely ensue.