Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?

Chapter 677: Chapter 619: I Didn’t Agree, He Insisted

"Wake up, you bastard, wake up."

In the Sea of Consciousness, the Artifact Spirit shook the Ping, causing the entire Sea of Consciousness to be turned upside down.

But Han Yu showed no sign of movement at all.

Damn it, don’t you dare die! If you die, I’m doomed too.

This scared it out of its wits; it was simply a disaster that came out of nowhere, something bound to happen when least expected.

A short moment passed, yet even the upheaval could not wake him.

For a while, the Artifact Spirit’s small face was clenched in worry.

On the other side, Su Xiaoxiao fiddled with the Soul Exterminator Whip as she flew downward. After meeting a few others, she shook her head with some regret.

"It’s a pity four got away."

"This bunch really plays dead convincingly."

"No matter, even if they’re not dead, they’re probably not faring well."

Listening to their discussion, Su Xiaoxiao shook her head, "Killing them isn’t of much use; finding the array eye is the real task."

For the Walking the Dao cultivators, Yama Hall wasn’t overly important, but the array eye was different. If they could destroy it before the others, it would truly cause Yama Hall pain.

"By the way, where is that strange little native?"

Su Xiaoxiao suddenly asked with an odd expression.

Han Yu’s performance just now had greatly shocked him.

Such a Dharma Aspect, once displayed, could be so violent. Just a few days ago, Han Yu couldn’t even fight back against Lei Wang and others, yet today that Dharma Aspect could withstand the combined force of Qiao Po and the others.

"If it were a one-on-one duel, a Walking the Dao cultivator might really not be able to handle his Dharma Aspect."

Speaking of which, the four felt it most deeply; it was Han Yu who had stirred things up with his Dharma Aspect, giving them a chance to act.

In other words, as long as Han Yu was in this state, he was completely unafraid of cultivators of their level.

The three rushing over, Liu Zongyuan and the others, were dumbfounded listening to their conversation.

Especially Liu Zongyuan and Chasing Soul, as they were the first to contact Han Yu outside of Central Continent and also had the most frequent contact.

Chasing Soul still had the memory of ruthlessly beating Han Yu two months ago, and Liu Zongyuan similarly remembered saving him back then.

Now being told that Han Yu had the ability to be on par with Walking the Dao-level cultivators felt so unreal.

Qiao Po and her group also shared this sense of disbelief as the stone bridge spanning the void opened three times, only to barely reach into the sea territory.

"Don’t... don’t stop."

The small figure of Bian Zhuang hung limply on Shang Di, weakly urging.

Yet, he did not notice that Qiao Po’s face had long turned deathly pale. She knew they couldn’t stop; if they could track the others, they could also be pursued.

But ultimately, there was no longer any spiritual power to support them.

"Let... let me rest for a moment; I can’t use my abilities right now."

Qiao Po was weak and powerless; such a scene was incredibly absurd. They were like lost dogs, desperately escaping back to sea, a thought that was unbearably shameful.

"It’s not shameful; staying alive is what’s most important."

Zui Rong shook his head, speaking weakly.

To him, nothing was more important than being alive. Face was something only the living could enjoy; the dead had no use for face.

"Lei Wang should be dead now, right?"

A moment later, Bian Zhuang slid down from Shang Di, suddenly speaking.

Immediately, everyone fell silent.

Lei Wang was someone they didn’t get along with; dead was dead.

But his senior brother might not be easy to deal with.

"Will Li Yingqi blame us then?"

Qiao Po’s pale face was full of worry, afraid that if they returned like this, Li Yingqi might not let them off.

After a brief silence, Bian Zhuang spoke first, "What are you afraid of? We didn’t ambush him. The situation at the time was hard to handle, who could have taken care of him."

Though that made sense, but...

"In the end, it was our fleeing that left him in a dead-end situation, if by chance..."

"There’s no ’by chance’ unless Lei Wang springs back to life to complain, otherwise, who could know."

Zui Rong laughed coldly, speaking in a muffled voice.

With that, the four exchanged glances, then nodded in agreement, knowing they must bury this matter within their hearts.

"If you ask me, we return just like this, no one should heal their injuries, it will be more convincing this way."

Bian Zhuang even suggested returning in such a state so that Li Yingqi wouldn’t be suspicious; claiming Lei Wang insisted on fighting the other side, which suited Lei Wang’s character and seemed like something he’d do.

After reconfirming their alibis without any loopholes, slightly recovered Qiao Po reopened the stone bridge...

Han Yu really thought he was dead this time.

This feeling similar to death was very much like the time Ping made him fake his death.

It felt like his entire consciousness was floating, immersed in darkness.

Moreover, in this state, he seemed to be detached from his physical body, or perhaps, he and "himself" formed a wondrous state of separation.

He ventured into the Sea of Consciousness, where he could see the Artifact Spirit frantically circling around like an ant on a hot pan.

However, when he wanted to check on Ping, there was a thud, and a force seemed to suck him back into his physical body.

Could it be that Ping wouldn’t let him see?

Han Yu developed a peculiar suspicion, but once his consciousness returned to his body and he explored his Sea of Consciousness again, Ping was standing there just fine, which finally made his doubts disappear.

Immediately afterwards, as he opened his eyes, the sight before him instantly made him sullen...

Han Yu’s awakening was not quiet; Quan Xiaotong and Ling Wuce were promptly informed by the cultivators on watch and hurried over.

Two days ago, when Chasing Soul had returned the unconscious Han Yu, it had almost terrified them.

To be able to reduce such a tough person to this state, what kind of terrifying battle had this been?

Yet when Chasing Soul stammered that Han Yu had done this to himself, it was shocking enough to drop one’s jaw.

Of course, that was after the fact. According to the reporting cultivators, Han Yu was about to set Chicken Feather Gall on fire, which was unacceptable; if delayed by a moment, it might have turned deadly.

Inside the room, Han Yu was holding the Divine Fire, glaring fiercely at Chicken Feather Gall, who was huddled in the corner.

Heaven have mercy, anyone who opens their eyes to immediately see such a disreputable figure sitting next to their bed, their mood would hardly be good!

What’s more, this guy was sitting on the bed gnawing on White Lotus, what does gnawing on White Lotus signify?

Is there anything more despairing than this?

The Artifact Spirit was already laughing rolling on the floor; if it weren’t for being a Spirit Body, tears might have come out from laughing.

"He insisted! Truly."

At this moment, Chicken Feather Gall wished he could burrow out of the wall; Han Yu was too terrifying right now.

"You just give whatever he demands? Have some resolve."

With Han Yu’s eyes blazing wide open, the Divine Fire visibly shooting three feet high, Chicken Feather Gall was so frightened his legs went limp, and he could only repeatedly respond with grievances.

"He insisted, he insisted."

Chicken Feather Gall was quite desperate too, okay?

Han Yu had been unconscious for two days; Quan Xiaotong, worried, had called him over to try healing with White Lotus.

He swore that when this was proposed, every pore of his body radiated refusal.

Others might just consume, but Han Yu’s personality certainly made him dare not force-feed such a thing without consent.

Ultimately, Quan Xiaotong insisted on doing it, commanding him forcefully.

"Honestly, I’m not lying; I was coerced."

Chicken Feather Gall was about to cry, this cursed ability; every time he helped someone, not only did he not receive thanks, but he easily offended people, even though he intended to relieve suffering.

Han Yu’s scalp tingled, his hands trembling slightly, he spoke viciously, "So you just fed me this thing?"

"I... I didn’t feed, truly."

Chicken Feather Gall seemed to grasp at a lifeline, continuously waving his hands to indicate.

Han Yu, nevertheless, refused to believe, just now he had caught this guy gnawing on White Lotus, upon recalling this, he could only feel the taste of this bastard all over his saliva.

"I hadn’t even had time to feed; I was just prepping, afraid I couldn’t bear your injuries."

Chicken Feather Gall explained with tears nearly in his eyes, it was already his habit: regardless of small or big injuries, as long as someone came for healing, he had to preemptively bolster himself, lest he accidentally killed himself.

Especially in Han Yu’s case, everyone knew how tough Han Yu was, being unconscious due to such injuries, who would dare bet not getting oneself killed in the process.

"You didn’t deceive me?"

Han Yu skeptically glanced at him, gradually retracting the Divine Fire.

Chicken Feather Gall felt as if he received a great reprieve, nodding fervently like pounding garlic, swiftly responding.

"I swear, I hadn’t even begun my work, you healed yourself, totally unrelated to me."

Upon finishing his statement, he felt exceptionally fortunate; truly, it’s good that Han Yu awakened by himself, had it been him healing Han Yu, the consequences would have been terrifying.

Simultaneously learning his lesson, whenever he heals someone in the future, firmly refusing to treat anyone who’s unconscious.

Who knows, the very first thing each one does upon waking might be to take him down.

By this time, chaotic footsteps could be heard, Quan Xiaotong and Ling Wuce’s figures quickly emerged, followed by Chasing Soul who was there to join the fun.

Chicken Feather Gall turned his head, his face full of grievances, transforming into the look of a wronged little wife.

Why come only now, almost cost him his life, if so you could easily wait till he was finished before arriving.

Ling Wuce and Quan Xiaotong, upon seeing the scene in the corner, seemingly inferred something and couldn’t help finding it simultaneously amusing and annoying.

On the contrary, Chasing Soul, upon thinking it over, directly snorted and laughed aloud.