Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?-Chapter 351 - 293: Scheming for the Unlucky Guy

"Bai Xiangdong!"

My cousin was the first to recognize the person, exclaiming in surprise.

"Did you mistake him for someone else?"

Han Yu was somewhat shocked, unable to associate the tearful, foul-smelling, and disheveled individual in front of him with the always elegantly dressed nobleman, Bai Xiangdong.

"Nonsense, even if this guy turns to ash, I’d recognize him... by that fan of his."

My cousin pointed at the shabby figure’s waist where a fan hung, speaking with a touch of sarcasm.

His way of recognizing people was truly unique, giving everyone a sense of revelation like a knife cutting through the confusion.

"Are you really Bai Xiangdong?"

Han Yu looked at him incredulously.

Bai Xiangdong nodded while sobbing, never imagining a day when he wouldn’t be recognized.

Han Yu scrutinized him from head to toe, puzzling over how a perfectly fine person could end up looking like this. You Li? Impossible, at most he had a kidney removed, but that wouldn’t explain this state.

"Then why didn’t you explain yourself earlier, instead of waiting to be beaten? Who has time to guess who you are when they’re not full?"

Hearing this, Bai Xiangdong felt so aggrieved that he wanted to die, thinking that if it weren’t for their pill, he wouldn’t be like this.

He had been too excited to speak out earlier, but his inability to speak wasn’t his fault as he momentarily couldn’t open his mouth.

My cousin pulled Han Yu aside, whispering, "Have you considered that it might be an issue with your pill?"

Han Yu was stunned for a moment, then his expression turned strange as well.

Damn it, he had forgotten all about the pills he had concocted.

Since You Li poured it into someone, Han Yu naturally overlooked it. If he had personally done it, he’d recognize it even if it turned to ashes.

So, is this about revenge?

Yet, judging by his tearful demeanor, it doesn’t seem like it!

At this moment, Bai Xiangdong was extremely aggrieved; after racking his brains for a long time, he finally managed to express himself with a phrase.

"Looking back at the gratitude and grudges, there are no flowers in the void! Brother Han, why do you assist the tyrannical forces and harm me?"

He was very aggrieved, feeling he hadn’t done anything wrong to the other party! What’s the reason for this?

In Bai Xiangdong’s stumbling narrative, intermittently filled with poetic lines, an unprepossessing but exceptionally skilled female bully tried to coerce him through overwhelming force to alter the ranking list, while his image as a defender of truth was vividly portrayed, and Han Yu, as the evil accomplice, was depicted vividly as well.

My cousin listened until his teeth ached; damn, what a miracle, one ranking list resulted in three versions of the story.

The group of them knew that You Li no longer wanted excessive attention and didn’t want to be on the list, which is why they caused trouble for the other party.

Han Yu’s version was that he thought Bai Xiangdong’s list included You Li, seemingly with the intention to mock.

Bai Xiangdong, on the other hand, thought You Li wanted to be on the list or modify it through his powerful force.

So! Apart from Bai Xiangdong indeed being in need of a good beating, it was all a misunderstanding.

Also, it’s really hard to explain, are they supposed to say that the one who beat you is the Saintess You Li whom you vowed to defend on the ranking list?

They’re really worried that he couldn’t take such a blow. Clearly, in his story, he’s still defending You Li’s position, only to be beaten into this state by You Li in disguise.

My cousin could only quietly signal to the other three people, "Anyway, the one who beat him wanted to be listed as You Li, not You Li, who’s third on the list, let’s not make things more complicated."

Perhaps it’s better to let that female bully image take root in Bai Xiangdong’s heart, after all, it’s indeed You Li who is at fault.

He glanced over at the group from the Self-Improvement Sect, sighing helplessly, apart from Coconut and himself, none were worry-free.

"In the deserted pine path at sunset, ghost lights flicker. Brother Han, I know it was your pills; does this mean I have no hope of recovering in this lifetime?"

Bai Xiangdong spoke with a heart full of sorrow, his eyes full of grievance.

Uh! This question is truly difficult to answer.

After all, he had never seen Ping produce the so-called antidote.

"Actually, these three pills aren’t as bad as you think."

Han Yu, capable of producing pills, mainly wanted You Li to vent. The pills weren’t as lousy as presumed.

Literary Heart Pill: The taker gains quick-wittedness and natural literary talent, speaking eloquently. Side effect: Cannot speak without citing classical texts.

One-Word Pill: The taker enters a state of sudden enlightenment for a random two-hour period every day, greatly enhancing their comprehension abilities. Side effect: Must curse themselves with a new misfortune daily, without repeating the effect for 49 days.

White Crane Pill: The taker can increase their cultivation speed for body techniques and double their flying speed. Side effect: Must maintain a white crane spreading wings posture during flight, or they will fall.

Bai Xiangdong listened, eyes wide and unblinking. Isn’t this unbearable?

He finally understood why he went crazy. It was all due to that One-Word Pill, forcing him to invent a new way of being unlucky every day, with no repeats for 49 days.

In other words, he had to devise 49 ways to torment himself, finding new methods every day to torture himself, right?

And then there’s the white crane spreading wings. With his Dragon and Phoenix Cultivation Technique, he soared with dragon roars and phoenix cries. Now, amidst the majesty, there’s this human-shaped crane, completely twisted and abstract.

As for that Literary Heart Pill, he feared he’d never speak naturally again in his lifetime.

"Don’t just focus on the side effects! Although the One-Word Pill means bad luck once a day, it grants an entire two-hour period of enlightenment."

Han Yu said helplessly. If he wasn’t unsure about what kind of misfortune it brings, he would have considered giving it to a cousin or commoner.

Isn’t enlightenment the most sought-after state for traditional cultivators?

Sometimes, moments of sudden insight are worth more than years of contemplation.

But the premise is to enter that state while doing something important. If it happens while you’re in the restroom, then it’s useless.

"Autumn’s coolness speaks gently, but living through such misfortune each time leaves no hope."

Bai Xiangdong was extremely distressed.

"I have quite a bit of experience in this area. If you trust me, I can compile 49 safe yet unlucky methods for you."

Yi Xian raised his hand at that moment, quite familiar with this topic. Misfortune doesn’t always have to be catastrophic; minor mishaps will do!

Bai Xiangdong looked up, only to see a junior cultivator from the Other Shore, filled with skepticism.

"Thirty years east of the river, thirty... spit!"

His cousin spat, almost led astray by Bai Xiangdong, then resumed talking.

"Don’t underestimate him. When it comes to unlucky methods, he’s been unlucky since childhood. He might really be able to help you."

Indeed, with those words, Bai Xiangdong’s gaze at Yi Xian changed. He quickly approached, his fishy odor causing a few people to recoil.

He smiled awkwardly and said, "If all within the four seas are brothers, then anywhere we meet is familiar. Little brother, I find you quite congenial."

"The Literary Heart Pill is also solvable. How can one sentence have so many meanings all cited from classical texts? Look at me."

"Who in the world doesn’t know you? I am a commoner from the Self-Improvement Sect. Once the intro is done, you’re free to speak as you like."

This commoner seems to have found an alternative use for the pills. Using this method, Bai Xiangdong’s Literary Heart Pill issue might just be mitigated.

Bai Xiangdong’s eyes lit up, and he exclaimed, "A sword’s light chills fourteen continents. My swordsmanship is unbeatable. Hey! It really works. But what about the White Crane Spreading Wings Pill?"

"Don’t be so greedy. You now have daily enlightenment. Do you believe others wouldn’t fight over it if it were out there?"

That’s true. Daily enlightenment, as if for free. If the One-Word Pill were thrown out, cultivators would undoubtedly scramble for it.

"If you use the Literary Heart Pill well, you’ll have an unparalleled aura, and no one’s words could match yours."

The commoner said seriously, but the group could hardly contain their laughter. This guy sure was a silver-tongued trickster.

Even Han Yu twitched at the mouth. The commoner, indeed, was sly. While the Literary Heart Pill was a talent enhancement, misusing it like that might lead to Bai Xiangdong’s speech being uncomfortably peculiar in the future.

"I watch flowers falling helplessly, feeling melancholic. Could you help me think of something else?"

Bai Xiangdong hoped to avoid that embarrassing posture; otherwise, he’d have to be sneaky when going out, afraid of being seen by others.

"If you keep being unrelenting, I won’t tell you that the female tyrant who stabbed you is behind you."

The commoner suddenly grinned wickedly.

Bai Xiangdong’s expression changed, and he hurriedly turned to see a familiar figure lingering at the Government Office’s entrance.

"If the east wind won’t call me back, I shall return one day, but for now, I must go. Pretend you haven’t seen me."

With that, he vanished in a flash. Moments before, he thought it was shameful, but now, a single "white crane spreading wings" and he disappeared.

At that speed, few within the same realm could catch up.