Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?-Chapter 307 - 251: Treated as the Plague God Again

Chapter 307: Chapter 251: Treated as the Plague God Again

Ho~ Teh~

Han Yu leaned against the ship’s rail, just feeling the sea breeze when the familiar sound echoed in his Sea of Consciousness again.

Annoying, really doesn’t know how to pick a time.

Looking into the Sea of Consciousness, after a few shakes, the bottle skipped its usual misty show and spat out some phlegm... and a Pill came out.

Is the bottle looking down on its own pills?

Such a hasty scene is rare to see!

Chicken Flying Dog Jumping Pill: The taker naturally gains charisma, standing like a jade tree facing the wind, speaking elegantly, sitting gracefully, lying with the air of a hermit, side effect: flying like a fledgling chick spreads wings, walking like stray dogs jumping around.

Damn, what a useless pill, both effects are just about posture and charisma, not a single useful aspect.

Even a dog would shake its head at this thing.

Was hoping for a pill with decent effects to make a gesture of goodwill to the Guardian here.

This guy is so attentive, fearing I wouldn’t get used to places elsewhere, stubbornly refusing to let me off the ship.

Also afraid I’m unfamiliar with the place, even at midnight, a few Palace Guards are yawning and following me, ready to serve.

In another cabin, the Guardian lay on the bed with eyes wide open, his thoughts drifting with the ship, unable to calm down.

He really didn’t dare to close his eyes all night!

Afraid that the sky would collapse when he opened his eyes, afraid that trouble would come right after he closed them, and more afraid that the ship would sink while he turned over for a bit.

This pressure was just too great.

Throughout the night, no one spoke, except Han Yu, who slept comfortably, while everyone else at the Government Office suffered through the night, not daring to sleep.

Until the next morning.

Clomp clomp clomp!

Footsteps quickened on the deck, a few Palace Guards returned with news.

The Guardian hurriedly had Han Yu invited to the hall and only after he arrived did the Palace Guards share their findings.

One member stepped forward, cupped his fist, and began.

"Early this morning, these people went to a brokerage. They didn’t shy away from others, had the brokerage announce they were purchasing Jade Dew Buddha Hand Fruits locally."

This isn’t something strange.

Cultivators need resources, where there’s demand, there’s trade. But one can’t expect cultivators to handle trades themselves, so communication with mundane merchants is unavoidable in such cases.

Even the strong Mo Family relies on Mo Xingzhi for external trade!

It’s common for mortal traders to haul a bunch of resources from south to north.

Jade Dew Buddha Hand Fruit?

The Guardian heard the news, a little surprised.

He knew of this item, as a few would appear on the market every year. It wasn’t considered any rare treasure, hence the Government Office never paid attention.

But for a group of Transcendent Realm Cultivators to come here specifically for this fruit was truly peculiar.

Another person stepped forward to report.

"After leaving the brokerage, these individuals went to a few shops selling Spirit Medicine, also looking for this fruit."

This is very unusual, it seems these cultivators are quite eager for this fruit.

The Guardian couldn’t fathom the reason, so he secretly glanced at Han Yu, but Han Yu’s brow was furrowed even more than his!

He truly couldn’t figure out what the old monster wanted to do.

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"Can’t figure it out? Keep thinking."

Luo Yuqi spoke impatiently to the grumbling Qu Buzhi.

This old thing, old as he is, has zero patience. After leaving the brokerage and visiting a few pharmacies, he found Luo Yuqi’s actions redundant.

Having visited the brokerage, they could simply wait now.

He couldn’t understand why do more.

Luo Yuqi didn’t want to do more either, but relying solely on the brokerage wasn’t the safest way. No one knows which pharmacy the growers of these fruits have dealings with, so they could only check each one.

Though troublesome, any movement would definitely not slip past the four of them.

"We’re mighty Transcendent Realm Cultivators, yet we’re acting like ordinary people."

Wang Ruhai, like a grumpy old child, also complained.

"With a needle in a haystack, there’s no difference between a cultivator and a mortal."

Luo Yuqi could only sigh helplessly.

Cultivators aren’t omnipotent. Regardless of being a Transcendent Realm Cultivator, they can’t just shout from the sky and expect people to obediently deliver what they need.

These old fellows had exceptionally good fortunes, smoothly sailing from youth to now, with great talent as pharmacists, and had never faced setbacks in cultivation, nor suffered any severe hardship in life experience.

So they say, appropriately tuned minds, or rather, minds like old children.

Look at himself, a Transcendent Realm Cultivator, tricked by a person with no cultivation whatsoever.

A so-called "Poison King", yet suffered immense loss in alchemy, becoming the "Ginseng King".

Half a month of inhuman suffering cleared his worldview.

Heaven bless, at this age, he can still grow wiser.

Luo Yuqi felt changed greatly.

If only he had the chance to personally "thank" that bastard...

"Achoo~ Achoo!"

Far away, across several boats, Han Yu couldn’t help but sneeze several times, rubbing his nose, and glancing at the Guardian beside him.

At this moment, he was watching Han Yu eagerly.

He had sent out people and found out the matters.

He was somewhat hoping Han Yu would stroll elsewhere but was embarrassed to say so.

There was already Che Dapao’s courtesy order, and then to drive someone away, does he even want to maintain this Guardian position?

But he feared that Sea Stone City would repeat White Emperor City’s tragedy, as it involved countless lives under his management. They couldn’t withstand a clash of cultivators.

If Han Yu stayed a few more days, he might continue sleeping with his eyes open every night.

"Why don’t you keep an eye out for me a bit, and I’ll take my leave first."

Han Yu rubbed his nose, feeling a bit awkward.

Because he only now guessed where the Guardian’s strange demeanor was coming from.

This guy wasn’t being welcoming; he was afraid that Han Yu would quarrel with the others and wreck the place.

To this, Han Yu thought sulkily, maybe he had a troublemaker aura like Yi Xian.

After all, places he had been truly weren’t peaceful.

The Artifact Spirit rolled and laughed heartily in the Sea of Consciousness.

Han Yu was once again deemed a Plague God, and people couldn’t wait to have him leave.

"Let’s go! Stay any longer, and they might truly tell you to leave."

The Artifact Spirit laughed.

Han Yu’s face darkened, but he couldn’t dispute it.

Now that Luo Yuqi was here, if he were to find him without rationality, especially with his three comrades.

Not to mention the advantage of one against four, but this place would likely be destroyed.

"I take my leave now."

Han Yu cupped his fist, leaped off the deck, and as soon as the Water Series Divine Technique enveloped him, he plunged into the water, conjuring a Water Dragon to ride beneath The Bund...

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"Mountain Spirit Lord!"

Qing Wan clasped her hands together and respectfully bowed toward the pool.

It was an area surrounded by Jade Dew Buddha Hands, emitting bits of light, soft and warm.

A plant larger than other Buddha Hands lightly shook the morning dew, seemingly responding to the girl.

Strangely, under the light emanating from the pool, the plants in the cave were quietly changing their growth.

This was not akin to changes brought by Divine Techniques, rather, it seemed more like a natural miracle.

Divine Techniques could make plants grow fast but couldn’t defy the laws of the Heavenly Dao.

For example, Qing Wan could always make crops grow taller than trees, but could never use Divine Techniques to make them bloom and bear fruit.

She placed the wild fruits gathered in the mountains this morning by the pool, then flitted through the cave like an elf.

Each day, she would come to worship the pool, keeping the area pristine daily.

She was selected among her generation to serve the Mountain Spirit.