Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?-Chapter 247 - 211: Sir, I Can’t Get Out_2

Magical treasures, for someone without True Essence or Spiritual Power, holding them is about as useful as holding scrap iron. Even back then, the guillotine was the prototype of a magical treasure and it was casually given away.

"Let's talk about it when it's needed in the future!"

Han Yu said with such words.

Che Dapao could only smile wryly, shaking his head.

"You better hurry up with your needs, by my count, the Fifth Tower already owes you two favors."

As the saying goes, befriending sages must come with a motive.

Che Dapao was no exception, and after a moment of thought, he spoke up.

"That West... West River Pill, the name sure is a tongue-twister. If the Fifth Tower finds someone suitable, could you prioritize us?"

Upon hearing this, the Mo Family Ancestor and the Great Elder's expressions shifted, and they quickly understood the intention.

This was a very aggressive move, the cost of the West River Pill was too great.

The Nine Sects should have thought about the cost, the Imperial Court, having tasted it, might be even more aware.

Before today, Che Dapao also felt that Quan Xiaotong's approach was too radical, but after today, perhaps the West River Pill might actually help the Fifth Tower.

If the Corpse Refining Lineage is so powerful, the Fifth Tower doesn't have many High-tier Cultivators to oppose it; therefore, any strength-enhancing Pills are something the Fifth Tower wants.

"As long as you have the right candidates, I can supply it."

For Han Yu, this was something he couldn't ask for more eagerly, so he agreed very readily.

"How about giving me that Self-Binding Pill too!"

Che Dapao suddenly showed a strange expression, looking a bit uneasy.

His grandmother, this felt quite like taking credit on trust, which made him, a dignified Commander, quite uncomfortable; in the future, this sort of thing should really be left to that shameless Quan Xiaotong.

He wants all of it?

Han Yu was astounded, looking the other up and down a few times.

"Do you know about the side effects?"

Of course they knew, as Han Yu introduced the Pills, they were concealed outside, listening clearly to what was being said.

"I understand the rules, as long as you're willing to give it, there's someone ready to take it right away."

Che Dapao's expression became serious as he spoke earnestly.

If someone is willing to take it immediately, there's no reason to refuse. Han Yu habitually reached into his robe, then pulled out a pill. Just as he stretched out his hand, he felt the eyes around him were all looking at him strangely.

"So that's how you played with Qi Bai, quite a special means."

The voice from the Great Elder in the swaddle, infantile yet trying to sound profound, seemed quite out of place, yet others' expressions were strange.

Just now it was clear for everyone to see that Han Yu was almost stark naked. How on earth are you suddenly pulling out a Pill?

Han Yu seemed to have realized too, smiling awkwardly.

All this time, it had turned into a habit to reach into his robe for Pills, but now fortunately, he didn't fear others finding out.

Even employing something like the Five Ghost Transport technique could be acquired, so conjuring a Pill with bare hands seemed plausible.

So he openly spread out his hand, revealing the Pill in his palm.

Che Dapao turned back formally, and standing behind him were Zhang Jia, Zhao Yi, Lu Ding, Sun Bing, and Wang Wu, his five trusted aides from Chongming Tower.

These five had been his loyal followers since his military days, so there was no need to question their trust, but he did not intend to force them.

"You all know the Pill's side effects, and there's only one, but the cost is tremendous. You can still reconsider."

Che Dapao solemnly looked at the five and spoke.

However, just as he finished, Lu Ding and Sun Bing already stepped forward.

"Let me!"

"Let me!"

"This isn't some honor-earning task, don't lose your heads."

Che Dapao frowned, fearing they were scrambling due to his presence. He already stated earlier to find willing High Cultivators from Chongming Tower to take the Pill, no need to force a few specific ones.

Sun Bing rushed forth, grabbing the Pill, laughing lightly as he spoke.

"I'm the one who suggested this Pill, it's only right I take the lead."

Han Yu looked at him a few more times, this guy was straightforward, taking responsibility for his suggestions.

"I'll repeat once, this Pill…"

"There's no antidote, think carefully."

Self-Binding Pill: The one who takes the pill will produce a cocoon using their Life Force as silk after consumption. Within the cocoon, the speed of cultivation triples, side effect: The silk formation happens once daily, each time drawing on three days of Life Force, cannot be interrupted until Life Force is depleted.

Sun Bing didn't even hesitate, directly swallowing the Pill.

Truly reckless, Han Yu thought, though a threefold cultivation speed was tempting, the drain on Life Force was terrifying. Considering his age, lasting thirty years was already the limit, unless a miracle happened or there was an elixir of longevity.

"Anyway, I can't go back, you might as well tell me what exactly is written in the records?"

The swaddle suddenly wriggled, as the Great Elder grew larger, he was already able to wander bare-bottomed on the ground.

Ou Mingdong looked troubled, having no choice but to find clothes for his master again. Eventually, it was Che Dapao's men who brought a child's apron, maybe deliberately, providing only the apron and no other clothes.

Key point was his master was shameless enough to talk dignifiedly with others while bare-bottomed.

"Actually, there's not much written in the records, and most are just Quan Xiaotong's speculations."

Che Dapao began slowly.

Firstly, the Corpse Refining Lineage did not rise in this dynasty, as it seemed already formidable in the previous one, with justification being the folklore that "vanquishing" the other side required uniting the Cultivator Realm's forces.

But it remains questionable as there seems to be no specific timeline.

"Regarding this, I discussed with Elders from other sects before, not only is the timing unclear, but who were involved isn't even documented." 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

The Great Elder stood with arms akimbo, his little snake inadvertently exposed, making Ou Mingdong feel awkward. However, since his master seemed very serious, he dared not remind him.

Secondly, Quan Xiaotong reorganized the old cases of Qingzhou Prefecture.

Back then, Qingzhou Prefecture was annihilated, with only two cultivators escaping. Later, from their accounts, tales of a great war between "men" and dragons emerged, ultimately leaving no survivors in all of Qingzhou Prefecture.

Quan Xiaotong wondered if, alongside the destruction of Qingzhou Prefecture then, those who fought against the Corpse Refining Lineage and the Nine Sects members were also wiped out.

"Is there any documentation in your sect about who went out at that time?"

Che Dapao looked at the Mo Family Ancestor and the Great Elder as he said this.

Strangely, they both shook their heads with peculiar expressions, speaking in unison.

"Not only is there a lack of records about this event, but we don't even know who was in charge back then."

"My Mo Family too, not even a clue about who participated."

Che Dapao furrowed his brow tightly, then asked.

"What about the people? Did anyone go out and never come back?"

This...

The Mo Family Ancestor and the Great Elder both looked distressed, nothing, there was no record of this aspect at all; it was such a significant matter for the sect, and it was illogical for only scattered individuals to be sent out.

If they died, there couldn't possibly be no records at all for so many people.

If they came back alive, there couldn't possibly not be a single word or phrase revealed.

Now, the stories of that extermination have always existed only in rumors.

A chilling sensation ran through the three Transcendent Realm Cultivators present, causing them to involuntarily shiver.

How terrifying.

"Currently, the entire Inspectorate is searching for traces of those two cultivators who escaped all those years ago, even if they perished, there should be something left behind."

Che Dapao sighed, though hope was slim, it has already been over two hundred years. Unless something unexpected happened, they should have long gone.

"Sir, I'm feeling a bit uncomfortable!"

Just then, after taking the Pill, Sun Bing suddenly turned pale and interrupted the conversation.

When everyone turned back to look, white threads began inexplicably emerging from Sun Bing's mouth and nose, and their speed increased.

The threads seemed alive, weaving together continuously after emerging from Sun Bing's body, with increasing speed.

He was indeed cocooning!

Before long, the threads had completely enveloped Sun Bing's lower body, the exterior of the cocoon smooth and faultless.

About a quarter of an hour later, Sun Bing was utterly trapped within his self-spun cocoon.

"Are you okay?"

Che Dapao patted hard on the outside of the cocoon, shouting towards the inside.

"Bighead, I can't get out..."

Sun Bing's voice came from inside, tinged with a bitter smile...