Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?-Chapter 231 - 199: Qi Bai of the Valley of Forgetfulness

This guy really knows how to court death.

No wonder he could create such an abomination like the Ginseng King.

The mere rumors about this pill have already stirred the entire world's sects into action.

Do you really dare to bring it out so openly?

The matter of the West River Pill is something several old fellows have heard of, especially the Great Elder. Ou Mingdong was present that day, and the Inspectorate didn't hide it from people, so they're not entirely ignorant about the pill's effects and side effects.

Admittedly, that day, the three junior cultivators all broke through into the Divine Gaze Realm, but it was at the cost of depleting their own qi fortune.

Not everyone with qi fortune is necessarily gifted.

Not everyone who is gifted necessarily possesses qi fortune.

However, those who have qi fortune will find the path of cultivation smoother than others.

Especially those with great qi fortune, they are like the darlings of heaven and earth, experiencing constant fortuitous encounters and often achieving what others cannot.

Thus, Daoists often say the Heavenly Dao is not necessarily just, as many things are destined from birth.

Whether you can cultivate was determined the moment you were born.

Talent is given by the heavens.

Qi fortune is also given by the heavens.

Only a small number of people possess these, while the vast majority, like those who reach the Divine Gaze Realm in their fifties after years of toil, are the norm in the Cultivator Realm.

These few among the Nine Sects were initially eager for the West River Pill, but the dispersal of qi fortune made them immediately lose interest.

Not to mention the series of consequences that follow the loss of qi fortune.

There are many ways to enhance a disciple's cultivation, but there has never been a way to increase qi fortune.

If such a method was required to gain power, for a behemoth like the Celestial Essence Nine Sects, it would be entirely unnecessary.

They know these things, but others do not!

So when Han Yu spoke openly in front of that group of people, each one looked bewildered.

Isn't this courting death?

"I can provide the pills you want, but you may not be able to consume them. This pill requires someone with qi fortune or innate divine techniques for it to be effective. If you have such disciples under your sect, feel free to bring them."

Han Yu smiled as he looked at the group in the sky and the cultivators on the ground who were looking up at him.

Qi fortune? Innate divine techniques?

Everyone was taken aback, thinking that if they had these two things, they could join a major sect, so why go to a small one?

"What if the requirements aren't met?"

A cultivator asked loudly, looking up.

"If the requirements aren't met, you can't have the pill."

This is the truth; without the right people, where would the pills come from?

Yet some refused to believe this and spoke up.

"Pharmacist Han, could us ordinary cultivators have a try?"

This suggestion was echoed by many, after all, who among those who came here didn't lack talent and yearn for ascension?

"No, the West River Pill is fated to be out of your reach."

Han Yu shook his head and refused decisively.

The crowd burst into a commotion, with some discussing and others showing different expressions.

"I've heard that a hundred top-tier disciples of the Star Sect in Quantai Prefecture's Southern Border were also developed by you. On that day, just with a single pill and a pouch of water, you transformed the mundane into the extraordinary. Could we beseech you for such a pill? The Luoxia Sect would be eternally grateful for your great kindness."

An elder who had just stepped into the Divine Gaze Realm flew up from the ground, stopped some distance from Han Yu, and spoke with clasped hands.

"I heard the Guardian of Zhanzhou Prefecture's council sped up his True Essence cultivation by several times after taking one of your pills. Could we ask you to grant one?"

"I heard you have a pill that grants near-divine abilities. Someone in the Inspectorate took it, and not only was a deaf man cured, but he could also hear any sound over a hundred miles away."

The Corpse Refining Lineage truly leaked all the Inspectorate's records about him, knowing precisely even what they obtained from him.

Among this group, everyone was clamoring for different kinds of pills.

"Kid, it seems your days of peace are over."

The Great Elder and others heard the clamor from below and had strange expressions. On first impression, Han Yu indeed seemed to have plenty of pills.

These people came solely for various types of pills, and it's said that other state prefectures and sects are on their way here.

Han Yu is but one person; how could he possibly meet so many demands?

Surely his days ahead are doomed to be troubled.

"Why not give me the pills and join my Unparalleled Tower? Let's see which sect dares to ask you for pills then."

The Great Elder abruptly spoke.

"My stance remains unchanged: whoever meets the requirements will get the pills."

Han Yu shook his head decisively.

The bustling crowd below never settled for a moment, especially those sects that came in full force, whispering to each other continously.

"I forgot to mention, I gift pills at my discretion. If you came specifically for a certain pill, you might be disappointed."

Han Yu's words immediately caused discontent among many.

Had they not come for the desired pills, why travel here urgently at night?

"What if I'm willing to exchange something for it?"

The same cultivator seeking the Ephemeral Pill spoke again.

"No!"

Han Yu shook his head.

The Glazed Bottle has no precedent for repetition; wanting those past pills is futile!

The cultivator looked at the many people on the ground and sky, suddenly chuckling.

"You'd better change your ways, sir, or it won't end well!"

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"How are you planning to handle this?"

Quan Xiaotong's desk was piled with urgent reports, one after another, all swiftly sent from various state prefectures.

Sects everywhere had already dispatched people to Dongling City. With so many cultivators gathering in one place, soon Dongling City would be too crowded.

Gao Feng's policy of ignoring and allowing freedom eventually showed dissatisfaction.

If this continues, big troubles are bound to arise.

Up to now, Quan Xiaotong hasn't issued a single order.

In that pile of urgent reports, just those from the Dongling City Guardian sent three times, all requesting the Inspectorate for assistance.

In the past two days, that Guardian might have been scared out of their wits.

"Just wait a bit longer!"

Quan Xiaotong didn't even lift his head, as urgent messages quickly glanced past his eyes, each one being tossed into the fire opposite and reduced to ashes.

He read extremely fast, almost scanning through, and anything related to Dongling City was burned right after reading.

"With so many sects, Han Yu might play it too risky. Even if not for sentiment, you shouldn't ignore Dongling City."

Gao Feng frowned again and spoke.

Such an immense gathering of cultivators had never happened since the establishment of the Inspectorate.

This was beyond his control, for if mishandled, the entire Dongling City could be lost.

"Quan Xiaotong, spill it, what exactly are you trying to do?"

Gao Feng finally couldn't hold back and slammed the table angrily.

At this moment, Quan Xiaotong finally raised his head wearily, his eyes bloodshot and red, rubbed his eyes, and shook his head helplessly.

"Can't say."

"Can there be matters in the Inspectorate I'm not eligible to know?"

Gao Feng was taken aback, his eyes widened immediately, and he said angrily.

"Lean in."

Quan Xiaotong had no choice but to speak softly.

Once Gao Feng suspiciously leaned over, he whispered like a mosquito, "Che Dapao went to Dongling City."

When did this happen?

Yesterday he was clearly still with Feng Buping reorganizing Chongming Tower, yet today he's already over there?

Why hasn't a single piece of information come out from all of Chongming Tower?

"Since you know, might as well help me with one more thing."

Quan Xiaotong suddenly spoke mysteriously.

"What matter?"

Although surprised, Gao Feng immediately said with a serious tone.

"Mobilize troops!"

Quan Xiaotong slowly uttered two words...

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The endgame? Han Yu never considered an endgame.

These bastards tried moral coercion to no avail; once the pill is extracted, they'll pat their buttocks and leave.

Afterward, what they do is their business.

So, the other party's words immediately made him laugh.

"If no one is interested in the Mayfly Pill, what about this one?" 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Han Yu reached into his bosom, and another pill capable of seizing creation manifested.

Good Deeds and Evil Exorcism Pill: After consumption, the user receives merit assistance to restore any state except death, gradually returning the body to its best state over a year. Side effect: Must continuously do good deeds; sudden cessation leads to death.

A group of old ghosts looked shocked, and then one by one, their faces flushed red.

"I want this one too."

Everyone spoke in unison, then glared at each other.

"What are the conditions for this one?"

The Great Elder spoke first, driven by urgency; this pill could save lives in every sense.

Without thinking, Han Yu replied.

"Same as before, consume now."

"Damn it, are you a pharmacist or a chef, always insisting on immediate consumption?"

The hot-tempered Great Elder couldn't hold back and started cursing.

"Is it for protection, and immediate consumption suffices?"

From the distant horizon, a figure approached in no time, arriving silently, seemingly past sixty yet preserved remarkably well, appearing in the prime of middle age, adorned with a black embroidered python dragon robe fluttering in the wind.

"Sect Leader of Forgetfulness!"

Below, there was a commotion, and cultivators near Dongling City erupted in exclamations.

"Qi Bai!"

A group of old men frowned deeply, vaguely hostile towards the newcomer.

"Isn't it shameless for you nine to bully one?"

Qi Bai coughed lightly a few times, sneering.

"Not dead yet, huh!"

The Great Elder rolled his eyes and sarcastically remarked.

"I calculated, I can still walk behind you all."

Qi Bai laughed heartily but soon clutched his mouth and coughed incessantly.

"Tuberculosis ghost!"

The Great Elder mocked and then ignored him.

"Young lad, if I can meet your conditions, can I have your pill?"

Having stopped afar, Qi Bai curiously observed Han Yu. Initially, he thought it was merely exaggerated talk, but when these Righteous Sects arrived one by one, his interest was piqued.

When even a few old fellows from the Nine Sects appeared, curiosity drew him to take a look.

Unexpectedly, this lad's pill struck his heart; he couldn't resist jumping out of hiding.

Other pills didn't interest him, but this one he couldn't refuse.

"You're thinking of healing your Dao injury?"

Among the Nine Sects, the old man from Piaomiao City immediately understood his intention.

"I figured you tuberculosis ghost would dare show up before us; turns out you're seeking the pill to heal the Dao injury left by forcefully breaking into the Realm of Transcendence using an evil technique back then."

The Langya Mountain Elder sneered.

"You can't take this pill with you, go back!"

The Great Elder directly dismissed him.

"What a joke, the pill's owner hasn't spoken up, and it's not your place to decide!"

Qi Bai glanced at Han Yu again and asked anew.

"If I can meet your two conditions, can you give me your pill?"