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Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?-Chapter 340 - 282: That Comment Is Worth Several Kidneys
"So what exactly did you write to him?"
Gao Feng was asking this question for the seventh time, but unfortunately, sitting across from him was the biggest intelligence leader of the Imperial Court. If this guy doesn’t want to talk, no matter what method you use, you can’t pry his mouth open.
So he could only keep sighing and lamenting, "Here I am getting old, can’t you satisfy this old man’s curiosity just a little bit?"
Quan Xiaotong set down the dossier in his hand, shook his head with a wry smile, and said.
"Elder Gao, your curiosity wasn’t this strong before!"
Gao Feng leaned his old face closer, continuously grinning, "Isn’t it that an old man’s tastes change over time? What on earth did you write to that boy?"
He couldn’t help but be curious. As for Han Yu, although he wasn’t sure what kind of person he was, he knew that despite Han Yu currently having a good relationship with the Inspectorate, getting him to obediently help out just because one pointed east was unlikely.
So how could Quan Xiaotong get Han Yu to cooperate with him with just a letter?
This made him feel as if a cat was scratching at his heart—so itchy.
But Quan Xiaotong just wouldn’t talk, and there was nothing you could do about it.
Finally, unable to resist Gao Feng’s persistence, he could only respond mysteriously, "It’s a tacit understanding between him and me."
It was precisely because of a certain guess in his heart that he dared to keep all goodwill untouched, as long as he confirmed his guess, there was room for mutual benefit.
"Then why did you let that boy go to Nanli Sword Studio?"
Gao Feng, resigned, could only switch to another question.
Last time there was a fuss when the list was released, and it came to nothing mid-way. This time, he should be more cautious; he didn’t understand why Han Yu was involved in the mix.
His mischievous nature was evident to all. Without discussing his character first, his ability to attract trouble was top-notch.
It may not necessarily be him causing trouble, but wherever he was, there would inevitably be incidents because of him.
If Gao Feng were in charge of the Inspectorate, he might’ve written a letter coaxing Han Yu to play elsewhere and stay away from Nanli Sword Studio.
Quan Xiaotong had a different opinion; he shook his head, "You think there won’t be any trouble without Han Yu? The Corpse Refining Lineage seems reluctant to see the entire Cultivator Realm consolidated, and coincidentally, that’s exactly what we’re doing."
"This is an opportunity."
One Celestial Pride List, one Han Yu; if Yama Hall could come forward, all the better. The more the opponent was exposed, the more our side could understand.
The unknown is the scary part; only by letting the opponent be completely exposed can we specifically target it.
"Will Nanli Sword Studio cooperate?"
Gao Feng hesitated, saying that, but such a large sect, whether it would cooperate was uncertain!
With White Emperor City and Dongling City as precedents, if things got chaotic, the cost wouldn’t be small, even one of the Nine Sects might not be able to bear it.
"Of course, they will!"
Quan Xiaotong smiled confidently.
As for the method used, that couldn’t be disclosed.
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"If you won’t say, forget it."
Ling Wuce, feeling dejected, boarded the ship with his people, and before long, he left with his people from the Cultivator Institute, Mo Yang, and that now disrespectful cultivator.
As they departed, they were fuming with anger. The reason was that half a two-hour period earlier, this old man had been sneaking around, trying to see what Quan Xiaotong had written to Han Yu.
Han Yu couldn’t let him see, so he directly burned the letter in his palm, which only increased the other’s curiosity.
It’s often said that the older you get, the smaller your heart. Old Ling’s curiosity was like a child’s; the more you wouldn’t let him see, the more curious he became.
"Don’t expect me to help you in a fight in the future, hmph!"
At that time, this fellow said this angrily, almost making Han Yu burst into laughter.
Not long ago, the words "Han Yu, save me!" from White Emperor City were still ringing in his ears!
"Go on, go on! Stop prying."
Han Yu could only laugh bitterly as he sent them off.
The ones left behind were people from the Hundred Herbs Bureau and the Celestial Craft Department. The cultivators from the Celestial Craft Department were already enthusiastically engrossed in work. Han Yu took a few glances; Chicken Feather Gall, this guy, instead of doing his job as Guardian, went over there to oversee the work.
What was even more absurd was that he got along splendidly with Wood Spirit; Han Yu couldn’t, for the life of him, figure out how those two could hit it off.
The people from the Hundred Herbs Bureau were also starting to plan the planting range of Spirit Plants. Judging by the scale of the land they were marking out, Han Yu grimaced; it seemed like the Bureau’s Spirit Medicine would end up being planted like chives.
Everything seemed to have nothing to do with Han Yu anymore; he had become like a passerby, observing as everyone else went about their business, as if he was the only one with nothing to do.
Suddenly, there was a feeling of lament over the fleeting seasons.
"How can you say that? My entire second half of life depends on you."
The Artifact Spirit instantly objected, destroying the atmosphere entirely.
Possessing such a great treasure, he should be encouraged to move forward; what was a moment of solitude? A lifetime of solitude—that was what truly mattered, wasn’t it?
Han Yu’s face immediately turned dark, a lifetime of solitude? So this was a curse for him to be alone for life, right?
"Alright, you work hard. When I awaken, you acknowledge me as your master, and by then, I’ll lead you to punch through the Nine Sects, kick down the Imperial Court, dominate the Cultivator Realm, and sweep across eternity!"
The Artifact Spirit was planning a beautiful future. The idea was great, but it just turned against the heavens.
"And also, what the hell is ’sweep across eternity’?"
Han Yu twitched at the corner of his mouth.
"Oh! Your Overseas Divine Skill says that whenever you add this line to your life’s resume, the whole realm opens up. Anyway, bragging isn’t illegal, so I’ll brag first."
The Artifact Spirit laughed sneakily in the mist.
"I’m leaving!"
Han Yu waved his hand at the empty pier and soared into the sky, leaving in an extraordinarily graceful manner.
Three days later!
The Artifact Spirit was cursing up a storm in the Sea of Consciousness.
"Graceful, my ass!"
Walking and stopping along the way, the vast territory of the East Sea Realm makes flying out of it by human power a sheer fantasy.
Han Yu left flying gracefully, only to soften after half a day.
At that time, he was directly attacked by the Artifact Spirit for his endurance, "Truly a man who can’t last."
Could he tolerate this?
Han Yu was angry; how could a man be told he can’t do it?
If he couldn’t fly, could he not run? So after three days, Han Yu was extremely bedraggled, leading to the Artifact Spirit’s sarcasm.
To this, Han Yu was also quite helpless. The Sea of Consciousness was still in a misty state, and he couldn’t even take out any Pills, let alone various objects he had stored inside.
The Artifact Spirit of the Mo Family’s single-person Flying Magical Artifact searched blindly for several rounds but couldn’t find it. What could he do?
Now, with three Pills accumulated, he hadn’t even seen what they looked like, though that was the least of his worries.
But what he feared was that the mist would never clear; just the thought of the consequences was somewhat terrifying.
Who knows what kind of bizarre side effects might come with them? If he suddenly turned from male to female, or had a woman’s upper and a man’s lower half, that would be quite the spectacle.
"You should revoke the permissions, lest it gets us both killed."
Not only was Han Yu scared, the Artifact Spirit was too.
If Han Yu died, wouldn’t it have to be buried alongside him!
While there were only three pills, he should quickly revoke them for a stroke of luck, hoping the effects of the Pills weren’t so punishing. The more Pills that accumulated, the more dangerous it would become.
Just when Han Yu was really about to revoke the permissions, sudden activity emerged within the Sea of Consciousness, with billowing winds morphing into a whirlwind, the mist being drawn continuously towards one spot.
The gradually clearing Sea of Consciousness first revealed the shape of a bottle, its mouth like a whale’s, continually swallowing the mist inside. Soon, even Han Yu’s flesh began to peel away mist, entering through his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose to the Sea of Consciousness.
The Artifact Spirit acted as if it had regained the light, its entire Spirit Body leaping and bounding within the Sea of Consciousness.
Having grown accustomed to seeing the outside world through Han Yu, several days of being closed off nearly suffocated it.
"Is this? Has the surveillance lifted?"
Han Yu considered it thoughtfully, spanning thousands of miles; it was indeed a possibility.
Half a two-hour later, a small fishing village appeared before him.
The fishing village was not surprising, but upon entering, Han Yu touched his head and couldn’t resist turning around to leave.
He found a boundary marker he had glimpsed briefly, and his expression turned peculiar.
Nanling Prefecture!
This was the domain of Nanling Prefecture.
Nanling Prefecture, fishing village...
Life truly is full of unexpected reunions; isn’t this the place You Li mentioned back then!
Running into it like this, to say the least, at times, the Cultivator Realm feels small indeed.
"You’re talking about the girl with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a pancake face?"
The Artifact Spirit had a strong impression of You Li and remembered immediately.
Han Yu grinned and said.
"That statement of yours is worth several kidneys."
Back in the day, the fool Huangfu Liang just commented on You Li’s figure behind her back and ended up getting beaten up twice.
Thinking again about You Li’s methods of attacking enemies’ kidneys.
Should Glass dare say such a thing in front of her, no amount of kidneys would be enough for her to pierce through.







