Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?

After the nine elders arrived in Dongling City, they glanced at each other and let out a collective, cold snort.

Especially cousin Mo Xiuwen, whose scalp went cold. It felt like the gazes from these eight old men were not friendly at all.

”That rascal is over there watching the show.”

The Great Elder suddenly turned around and looked up, directly facing a figure on the city wall. Their eyes met, and the old face suddenly cracked a smile.

Almost in an instant, the person had swiftly appeared in front of Han Yu, followed closely by a few others.

”Quick, follow up.”

The sect cultivators gathered there watched as everyone moved out, quickly calling out before taking to the air.

Damn!

These must be the old guys who chew on ginseng roots!

Long admired... renowned... seemed all off, but finally, met this group of people.

Han Yu mumbled to himself and then saw his cousin peeking out curiously.

”I’ve been let out again.”

Cousin approached cheerfully as the Great Elder let out a light cough, glaring angrily at the old ghost of the Mo Family.

Old coot, shamelessly using even the friendship of juniors.

”Brat, finally met you.”

The Great Elder’s gaze was somewhat peculiar.

There was an indescribable complexity in it.

Before Han Yu took out the Mayfly Pill, all the Great Elder and others could think about was catching him, making him drink bathwater three times a day, and footwater at night, for several years before dispelling their anger.

But now he’s taken out such a Pill, which left them in a bind.

The Ginseng King incident made them lose face, but coincidentally, the Life Extension Pill hit them where it hurt.

Wanting to unleash their anger, but still wanting the Pill, what to do?

Not only did the Great Elder look at him strangely, but aside from the one from the Mo Family, the other seven elders’ gazes were also off.

The old monk from Galan Temple kept chanting Buddha’s name to suppress those unbearable past memories, his expression extremely peculiar.

”The few venerable elders are here for the Pills?”

Han Yu patted the Pill in his bosom with some unease. If it’s about the Pills, then there’s something to talk about.

If they came for the Ginseng King matter, excluding Mo Family, with eight Transcendent Realm cultivators, it’d be best to bail out quickly.

As soon as the Pill emerged from his bosom, the gaze of the whole group shot towards it, eyes sharply fixed on the small black Pill.

Han Yu felt slightly at ease, for the Pills! Then there’s no problem.

”You name the terms, I want this thing.”

The Great Elder quickly spoke, and before the old ghosts could react, he added, ”I won’t take it for free, choose any magical artifact or cultivation technique, I have magical treasures too.”

”Bullshit, do you have more techniques than I do? Kid, have you heard of Star Moon Pavilion, choose any magical treasure, any cultivation technique.”

The Star Moon Pavilion elder rebutted, then turned to Han Yu.

”Same.”

”Same.”

What the Great Elder could offer, the rest could also give.

However, when it was Galan Temple’s turn, the old monk found himself in a dilemma. He could also let someone choose any cultivation technique, but most were Buddhist scriptures, requiring Buddhist Dharma to practice. Surely they weren’t going to make him a monk?

So he stiffly followed up with, ”Any cultivation technique, any magical treasure.”

Unsurprisingly, the other eight cast mocking glances, showing they were thinking along the same lines.

The old Daoist of Piaomiao City, thinking outside the box, casually added, ”I know the Corpse Refining Lineage is troubling you, I’ll handle your problems for you.”

The trouble Han Yu faced was mainly the Corpse Refining Lineage exploiting his Pills to incite greed across the sects in the Cultivator Realm.

Perhaps the Imperial Court was difficult to deal with, but for the Nine Sects, it was no big deal.

The new court has only risen for two hundred years, while the tradition of the Celestial Essence Nine Sects is so ancient, they are the real top layer in the Cultivator Realm.

The Nine Sects have myriad treasures and spirit medicines, never has a sect dared make a move on them.

To put it bluntly, if this guy was under the Nine Sects, could these sects dare approach the Nine Sects for medicine?

So as long as the Nine Sects are willing to protect, they absolutely have the confidence to suppress this group of greedy fellows.

A group of people, reluctant to fall behind, also quickly chimed in, echoing, ”We can do it too.”

”Cough, cough!”

The long-silent old man from the Mo Family lightly coughed a few times, signaling to his cousin.

Cousin’s expression was peculiar, face a bit awkward, as he stepped forward.

”Han Yu, about our relationship...”

”What relationship? You are you, and your family’s old ghost is your family’s old ghost, get lost, kid.”

Veins popped on the Great Elder’s forehead as he angrily reprimanded.

”Yes, yes! Everyone is here for the Pills, why should you exploit relationships.”

Before coming, the Great Elder had already communicated with a few, just worried about such a trick from the other side, first ensuring the Mo Family couldn’t use junior connections.

”You bunch of old bastards, can’t I exploit connections for a junior from my family’s younger generation?” The old man from the Mo Family huffed indignantly, hitching up his robe sleeves, ready to argue against the eight others.

Seeing the situation gradually spiraling out of control, Han Yu pulled his cousin back a few steps and quickly spoke up.

”I have only two conditions for these Pills. First, during my time in Dongling City, ensure my safety. Second, consume the Pill in front of me. Whoever agrees will take it.”

For a Transcendent Realm Cultivator to protect one person, it couldn’t be easier.

This is not difficult to agree to.

Except for the second condition.

Which old-timer isn’t thinking of eating it when their lifespan is almost up?

”Could the second condition be flexible, or perhaps adjust the first condition for you? Even if you’re not in Dongling City, I can continue to protect you for a year or so.”

The Great Elder was the first to speak.

The others nodded in agreement.

Not to mention in Dongling City, if the Pills were given to one of them, they would be willing to spend a year or two to protect him.

But the second condition was something Han Yu couldn’t agree with; even if you protect for just ten days, it’s better than this. If not eaten now, it turns into gambling your life day by day; that’s not acceptable.

”That won’t work. You can ask him; my Pills can only be consumed in front of me. Exceptions have never been made.”

Han Yu pointed to his cousin, speaking.

”That won’t work. I still have ten or so years to live. If I eat it now, wouldn’t it mean struggling for life every day? I can’t agree to that.”

The Great Elder objected. Why were they not afraid of side effects? Because when the oil runs dry and the lamp goes out, eating it would mean living one day at a time.

”Young fellow, try changing your terms. We do need more years of life, but we’re not desperate enough to fight for it now. Your condition is hard to accept. How about forming a goodwill relationship?”

The old Daoist from Piaomiao City spoke slowly.

”Besides consuming immediately, set another condition. There’s not much we can’t provide; whatever I can give, feel free to propose.”

The old man from Nanli Sword Studio said.

Seeing the group of old men rejecting, Han Yu remained calm, shaking his head.

”Frankly speaking, I don’t need Cultivation Techniques, and Magical Treasures are useless for me. Your offerings don’t really entice me. My requests aren’t complex. If you can’t accept them, there are others who might be willing.”

Those needing more years weren’t necessarily this group; among today’s Cultivators, surely there was someone urgently needing more years.

Sure enough, right after Han Yu finished speaking, an old man at Divine Gaze Great Perfection from afar eagerly spoke up.

”Friend, I chased here from White Emperor City. What I can offer isn’t much, but you can have a look. As for your two conditions, I can accept them.”

His appearance was withered, truly resembling someone nearing death.

Unlike the others, who still had ten or eight years to find a way.

He was the type without options; consuming now was his only advantage.

Han Yu pondered; if it came to that, he would indeed prefer letting him take it.

”Young fellow, we didn’t trouble you over the Ginseng King matter, so how about letting go of the second condition?”

The Great Elder urgently and discontentedly reminded, exuding a commanding aura of the Transcendent Realm.

”The second condition will not change; it must be consumed in front of me.”

Han Yu’s expression tightened; behind him, white flames suddenly erupted, and in an instant, he shot out, disappearing from sight in the blink of an eye.

After several breaths, a sound of rushing air returned, and he reappeared where he stood.

”If you seniors wish to use force, next time I will truly flee.”

As his words fell, the crowd looked at him as if they had seen a ghost.

Just now, when the white flames erupted, they all felt an overwhelmingly threatening energy.

Along with Han Yu’s speed, nearly matching theirs... no, he wasn’t even using full strength, which meant he could go even faster.

Where did this monster come from? If the Inspectorate’s data is accurate, this boy isn’t even twenty yet!

With your skills, what do you need protection for?

Where can you not go?

Han Yu could indeed go anywhere, but such an opportunity where a crowd clamors for Pills was rare.

The group around him coveted his West River Pill, just as Han Yu sought their help in consuming the Pills.

The Corpse Refining Lineage was courting disaster.

If everyone in the Cultivator Realm consumed one of his Pills, once he was sated, rolling up his sleeves and taking on the opposition alone wouldn’t be a problem.

If not for wanting to pull a Nine Sects old relic to stand at the forefront, comfortably distributing the Pills in the background.

It wouldn’t be worth dealing with these old geezers.

Mind you, these were the kind who could drink bathwater.

Elsewhere.

A single Pill causing the Nine Sect Elders to gather sent the hearts of the other Cultivators present aflame.

The credibility of rumors climbed to another level, especially for Cultivators who rushed from afar.

Each stared at Han Yu with glowing eyes.

Yet with the Nine Sects Elders standing here, they dared not act rashly.

At this, another Cultivator at Divine Gaze Great Perfection flew several meters forward.

Under the gaze of the nine old relics, nervously spoke.

”Pharmacist Han, would the Pill rumored to let someone breakthrough into the Divine Gaze Realm also be up for trade?”

Such words immediately fired up everyone’s interest.

Isn’t everyone here for this? One Pill adding another high-tier Cultivator to a Sect; enough Pills, and you could stack up a Major Sect.