Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?

Chapter 187: Chapter 161: You Want to Trade a Magical Artifact for Pills?

When Han Yu arrived at the Guardian Mansion, unsurprisingly, he was denied entry.

The Palace Guard immediately stopped the two of them at the door.

”Lord Sikong has been dispatched to handle affairs elsewhere.”

Han Yu was taken aback. How could the guardian responsible for the peace of an entire prefecture be dispatched elsewhere? What kind of major event had happened?

No wonder the pills had been forgotten.

Then he asked, ”When will the lord be back?”

The Palace Guard recounted Sikong Du’s instructions and quickly said.

”The lord said he won’t be back for a while, and there’s no set return date.”

Helplessly, Han Yu could only turn away from the gate of the Government Office and left.

As he watched Han Yu leave, a head popped up quietly beside the main gate of the Government Office. Sikong Du’s expression was extremely peculiar; luckily, he had made prior arrangements. Who would have thought that this guy would actually deliver the pills to the doorstep of the Government Office?

This was going to be tough for him; it seemed he’d have to hide for ten days or so before it was safe to come out.

They’d have to quickly think of a way to tactfully get him out of Huaizhou Prefecture.

After walking some distance, Han Yu noticed Bai Bufen still following him and quickly cupped his fists in apology.

”I almost forgot about Brother Bai. Since Lord Sikong isn’t here, I’ll head back first. Farewell for now.”

Bai Bufen returned the gesture with a smile.

”No problem, then I’ll take my leave as well.”

After they parted ways, each went their separate direction, but scarcely a moment later, they crossed paths again.

After Han Yu entered the inn and was about to push the door open, someone happened to come out next door and poked their head out.

”Brother Han, we meet again.”

Bai Bufen greeted with a gentle smile.

”Doesn’t Brother Bai need to return to the Sect?”

Han Yu looked astonished, wondering why this guy was staying next door to him.

Bai Bufen adjusted his scholar’s robe leisurely, and then calmly explained.

”I’ve reached a bottleneck in my cultivation, and there’s no further benefit staying in the Sect. So this time, I’m out both to help and to gain worldly experience.”

After saying this, he glanced inside Han Yu’s room and asked.

”Mind if I come in for a moment?”

Han Yu stepped aside to invite him in. After Bai Bufen found a place to sit, he immediately spoke.

”I noticed Brother Han’s pill earlier. It looks like you’re walking the path of Alchemy?”

Bai Bufen had been curious about Han Yu’s origins, and now that Sikong Du was absent, he had a chance to probe.

In today’s Cultivator Realm, though the ways of cultivation are diverse, each has its strengths.

Currently, the mainstream directions are Buddhism, Daoism, and Artifacts.

Buddhism is led by Galan Temple, Daoism by Piaomiao City, and the path of Artifacts is flourishing, encompassing magical artifacts, mechanisms, and weapons, with the Mo Family’s Divine Strategy Institute being most renowned.

Following these are Alchemy, Medical, and Divination, whose traditions persist, but require Sect support to sustain.

The Alchemy Dao excels in spirit medicine and highly values resources, the Medical Dao specializes in healing and needs Sect support, and the Divination Path seeks to perceive myriad faces of sentient beings.

These six are well known among people in the current Cultivator Realm and have also been organized and recorded by the Imperial Court.

So when Bai Bufen saw Han Yu’s pill, his first suspicion was that he was on the Alchemy path. If he possessed various miraculous pills, it might make sense for his rapid improvement to this level.

”No, you’re just a middleman.”

Glass chuckled in the Sea of Consciousness.

”Indeed, I am a pharmacist.”

With a thick face, Han Yu nodded in agreement.

Even though my body is frighteningly strong and I can’t refine pills, I can even burn spirit medicine to ashes by lighting a fire.

But that doesn’t stop me from being a pharmacist.

Bai Bufen’s eyes suddenly lit up—it made sense then.

Wouldn’t that mean the other party could indeed refine more pills?

”Doesn’t that mean Brother Han never runs out of pills?”

There’s one every day, never out of stock.

Thus, Han Yu confidently nodded, ”I’ve never lacked pills.”

Bai Bufen’s breathing suddenly became heavier. He originally approached Han Yu to probe his background, and if possible, get rid of him.

Little did he expect Han Yu to possess such skills; this trip was indeed immensely fruitful.

In that case, Han Yu couldn’t be killed easily. He should instead be brought back and exploited to continuously create various pills.

If he could really take this person back, his contribution would be significant.

That idiot in the Black Robe had thought of killing him back in Shuzhou. If they had worked on bringing him back, he would’ve made a contribution long ago.

”Is that pill really so magical?”

Bai Bufen naturally referred to the pill shown earlier. If confirmed, plans to trick him into returning to the Southern Border would indeed need serious consideration.

”Are you talking about this Seven-Seven Four-Turn Pill?”

Han Yu retrieved the pill that Sikong Du had ”forgotten,” instantly attracting Bai Bufen’s attention.

”The effect is of course real, but...”

”Can you give it to me? Or I can trade it for a magical artifact.”

Bai Bufen suddenly spoke.

This was the first time he heard of not giving pills away for free and receiving something in return. When had he ever encountered such a good deal before?

”Trade it! Giving it away for free every day is pointless.”

Glass suddenly urged in the Sea of Consciousness.

”We said we would give it to Lord Sikong before, isn’t it inappropriate now?”

Han Yu showed a troubled expression. If he gave it to Bai Bufen and Sikong Du returned to ask for it later, where would he find another one to give him?

If you put it that way, I want it even more now.

Bai Bufen already pulled out a jade piece half the size of a palm, carved in the shape of a pillow, and said.

”This is a magical artifact crafted by the Artifact Sect, specially made to resist mind and spirit techniques, and it also helps concentrate and calm the mind on usual days.”

”Oh dear, a pillow, I’m just missing a pillow, I want it.”

Before Han Yu could agree, Glass in the Sea of Consciousness jumped first.

Good heavens, the magical artifact in someone’s hand was just a pillow in its eyes.

”Lord Sikong might not return so soon. Your pills only have six days left, wouldn’t it be a pity if there’s no time left?”

Bai Bufen hurriedly reminded.

That’s true, what if Sikong Du doesn’t show up for ten days or half a month, who would consume the pill then?

Han Yu glanced at him with a peculiar expression. With that thought, trading for a pillow for the Artifact Spirit wasn’t out of the question.

”Giving it to you is fine, but don’t regret it. The pill only has a forty-nine-day effect, and the side...”

Darn!

Wait for me to finish speaking!

Just as Han Yu was speaking, Bai Bufen, afraid that he might go back on his word, grabbed the pill and handed over the jade pillow, then swiftly dashed off out of sight.

”Brother Bai, wait for me to finish speaking!”

Han Yu chased out of the room, but the person was already gone. He didn’t know where that guy had taken the pill.

He wouldn’t throw away my pill, would he?

He wouldn’t keep it, right?

”Didn’t you say there’s only six days left? It’s unlikely he would be that foolish, trading a magical artifact for it, right?”

Glass comforted in the Sea of Consciousness, then hurriedly shouted.

”The pillow, throw the pillow in here.”

On the other side, Bai Bufen sprinted to the outskirts of the city. He wanted the pill but dared not consume it directly, so he flew to a deserted area outside the city.

Only then did he take out the pill to inspect it closely, finding that the entire pill emitted a peculiar fragrance. He first scraped off a layer of powder and cautiously licked it.

After waiting for a moment without any reaction, it was not poisonous!

Should he eat it?

Since the other party dared to give it to a guardian, it shouldn’t be a joke.

Eat!

Having made up his mind, Bai Bufen used his True Essence to protect his heart meridian against any accidents, then threw the pill into his mouth.

A medicinal fragrance instantly spread, and as soon as he swallowed it, it began to dissolve.

In just a brief moment, after the pill was fully digested, an eerie sensation surged within his body.

Thanks to the acute perception of Great Perfection, he immediately sensed a gentle force tightly enveloping him, filled with abundant Vitality Power.

Bai Bufen’s expression gradually shifted from astonishment to being dumbfounded.

The powerful vitality could probably save someone even if only a breath away from death.

This guy’s value is immeasurable, I must take him back.

Make him continuously refine pills in a dreary dungeon...

In a dimly lit room, Han Yu lit a lamp.

This guy ran off with the pill and is nowhere to be seen even after nightfall.

Could he be intending to trick me?

Of course, he referred to Bai Bufen. A full two-hour since he took the pill and left without returning yet.

As night fell, Han Yu began to worry intensely.

”The pill was consumed.”

Lying in the Sea of Consciousness, Glass, fiddling with the new pillow, suddenly spoke.

Simultaneously, a barely noticeable wisp of Profound Yellow Qi appeared in the Sea of Consciousness, promptly absorbed into the bottle.

Consumed?

Then why hasn’t he come back yet?

——

”He can’t return now.”

At this moment, Bai Bufen returned excitedly to where he originally hid the Earth Spirit. It was under cover of darkness that the Earth Spirit was least conspicuous.

As he performed a series of hand seals against the wall, the wall surface rippled like water, and a hulking figure gradually emerged.

If Han Yu is so valuable, then he shouldn’t be easily killed. Capturing him alive is more worthwhile.

The Earth Spirit emerged and faithfully followed him out of the city slowly...