Chapter 567: Chapter 510: Absolutely Inhuman
While a group of people was still immersed in the ethereal sound of the Great Dao, a sudden transformation occurred.
The first to notice something amiss was Xin Zui.
When his Light Fixing Skill reached a critical step in evolution, a strange agitation inexplicably appeared within him.
Why was it described as strange? Clearly, it was a dark aura, yet it felt somewhat familiar.
Moreover, this feeling grew stronger and stronger, until he suddenly had the illusion as if something was drifting away from him.
When he opened his eyes, he was startled to find a lumpy, irregular monster struggling out of his back.
Its form twisted continuously, sometimes with four wings and three legs resembling a monstrous bird, sometimes a big head with no body.
Gradually, the monster sprouted a face identical to Xin Zui’s. The moment it left his body, Xin Zui felt a sense of loss, as if he had lost something significant.
The next moment, his expression changed drastically; his cultivation, his power, his mastery of the Light Fixing Skill all shrank by half.
He finally understood why the dark aura within felt so familiar—it was all his own; forcibly halved and taken away. Could he not recognize it?
The moment the monster separated, it let out a bizarre laugh and turned to flee without looking back.
"Hold on!"
He called out to stop it, but instead, it made the monster escape faster.
Xin Zui wanted to chase, but the flash of inspiration in his mind had reached the most crucial moment.
Before him were two choices.
Either ignore the monster that had stolen his power and take that critical step to complete his own path, with the consequence being the monster escaping with half his abilities.
The advantage being, although he’d lose half of his abilities, the path ahead would be smooth, and with time, he could return to his peak.
Or, give up completing his own path’s inspiration and immediately try to intercept and kill the monster to reclaim his power.
However, without completing that crucial step, who knows when such an opportunity would appear again in the future.
In the ensuing time, several more figures broke through the sky, leaving. It turned out he wasn’t alone; everyone around faced the same problem.
All had monsters emerging from their bodies.
Without needing to think, Xin Zui could already conclude that their experience was probably the same as his.
Indeed, when Xin Yin and Wuyin also reached that crucial step, the same thing, the same dilemma, appeared before them.
Is it hard to choose one of two?
Very hard!
One is the price of losing half of their strength; the other is the cost of losing the path ahead.
Xin Zui’s face was twisted, almost frenzied, often unable to resist the urge to chase, but ultimately he forcefully held himself back.
Bastard.
In his heart, he desperately wished to skin Han Yu alive, dismember him into a thousand pieces.
This was his true intention, right?
Cutting their strength by half, so they could no longer trouble him.
No, could this be a conspiracy? First weaken them, then sit back and watch the Celestial Dao Sect fight against them.
With half their strength lost, the Celestial Dao Sect might not fear them anymore.
This boy truly has a deep machination.
Indeed, he cannot be allowed to live.
This was truly unjust to Han Yu, who only tossed out the Pill to trick them, without thinking so deeply!
At this moment, both Gu Feng and the doctor also had monsters drilling out from their bodies, yet these two remained immersed in a beautiful scene, not yet realizing.
Viewing Xin Zui and the other two again, they seemed to have made an exceedingly difficult decision.
The three elder men finally closed their eyes and bowed their heads once more, ultimately choosing the road ahead first.
This precious opportunity for enlightenment, they simply found it hard to refuse; the temptations of the Great Dao were irresistible.
Bastards!
Of course, the three of them cursed in unison in their hearts once again...
...
Han Yu sneezed for no reason while running in panic, as if he could truly feel multiple deep-seated resentments.
Calculating the time, everything that was supposed to happen should have already occurred.
In his heart, there was inexplicable satisfaction; his back wasn’t sore, his legs didn’t ache, and even his collapsed chest felt unusually pleasant.
The Artifact Spirit rolled its eyes helplessly. With this kid’s knack for trickery and occasional suicidal tendencies.
It thoroughly believed it wasn’t caused by it or Ping, even if they hadn’t deprived Han Yu of twenty years of Qi Fortune, hadn’t given him those strange pills.
Given these qualities, he was destined never to be a serious practitioner if he embarked on the path of cultivation through normal channels.
Probably... the Cultivator Realm would still be messed with by him in other ways.
Moreover, most likely, the Sect he joined would be the first to suffer, probably having to clean up his mess daily.
Hmm, that’s surely how it would be, with no doubt.
"Are you thinking of something weird?"
Han Yu sensed something, suddenly feeling offended.
"No... no nothing."
The Artifact Spirit chuckled sneakily, covering its mouth as it imagined Han Yu offending a group of people and being chased to the Sect, but this interruption broke its train of thought.
Now that the damage was done, the fury from being mobbed had somewhat subsided.
"Is it really necessary to go to the Deserted Island?"
Han Yu mumbled to himself.
Since he was already here, if not hiding from the wind on the sea, who knows if the three old ghosts, now halved in strength, might still manage to deal with him.
But at this moment, Han Yu suddenly had an inspiration and thought of a terribly mischievous scheme.
"What if I expose the influence of the Pills on those people to Liu Zongyuan, what would happen?"
The Artifact Spirit was caught off guard, scratching its little head in uncertainty, "Are you saying to make them fight?"
Han Yu shook his head; that would be too low in skill level, crude and vulgar, as the three old ghosts would say.
"Could it be you have some sophisticated scheme?"
The Artifact Spirit doubted Han Yu could come up with a clever plan. Besides, the Celestial Dao Sect wouldn’t be foolish enough to go all out over a mere mention.
"You said, are the three old ghosts easier to deal with, or their Heart Demons easier?"
Han Yu said with a sinister smile.
The Artifact Spirit was stunned. If ignoring the difficulty in capturing Heart Demons and their unknown whereabouts, Heart Demons were undeniably easier to handle than their hosts.
Quickly realizing, it looked through the Sea of Consciousness at Han Yu in disbelief, a bit stunned.
"You’re really damn vicious!"
Heart Demons out in the world have a chance of being found.
If the Heart Demon is captured and killed, their power can return.
However, if someone of that type captured the Heart Demon and hid it...
Then Xin Zui, Xin Yin, and Wuyin would truly lose half their strength.
"You’re doing great, scheming one after another, hardly human... I like it."
The Artifact Spirit worked hard to mimic Han Yu, grinning sinisterly, as their expressions became perfectly alike...
