Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?-Chapter 362 - 304: Edible, But Not Recommended

What to do?

Ignore it or not?

A few people circled around Bai Xiangdong, who lay stiff on the ground, while two women beside them blushed and spat lightly, turning their faces away.

The condition Bai Xiangdong was in was unbelievably bizarre. With the yang poison invading his body, his entire being was unbearably rigid, and he was still in a... "bright sword" state...

His fingers were straightened stiffly, unable to bend at all.

This rascal, Commoner, was wicked and deliberately removed his boots to check. As expected, even his toes were absolutely straight.

He was as hard as a human stick right now!

The small group debated for a while but couldn’t decide who would be responsible for carrying him back.

"Who paid for this meal?"

Commoner couldn’t help but glance over at his cousin while speaking.

His cousin avoided picking up the conversation and quickly retorted, "That’s not right; who suggested this meal?"

He initially wanted to look at You Li, but after receiving a glare, he quickly glanced back at Commoner.

"Then who let this guy follow us?"

Commoner could only helplessly continue.

It seemed that Bai Xiangdong followed on his own, and they couldn’t find a scapegoat.

"Well, how about we just spend some money and hire a buddy to carry him?"

Han Yu shook his head helplessly and suggested.

The end result was that a waiter who was carrying wine was brought up, flushed with embarrassment, lifting the person, and then followed behind the group, enduring much awkwardness...

"Does he really not need treatment?"

Yi Xian looked back with pity at Bai Xiangdong, who was being carried like a log.

"If you treat him, he’ll hate you to death."

Commoner said with a strange expression; the guy had gone to such lengths to suffer the poison and respond to the curse, turning back and treating him would render his suffering pointless.

That made sense, so the group hastily put away their sympathy and resolutely continued forward...

Without the Celestial Pride List, Nanling City reverted to its peaceful, small-town-on-the-seaside state after just a day.

At this point, besides the cultivators from Nanli Sword Studio, only people from the two departments remained.

Since the Celestial Pride List had been successfully issued, the next steps were up to Bai Xiangdong and the Inspectorate to coordinate, and at most, Nanli Sword Studio would lend support at critical times; otherwise, the Inspectorate would bring a few sects in.

With nothing more to do, people from the two departments prepared to return home, while cultivators from Nanli Sword Studio returned to their sects even earlier.

Night fell, and the sea breeze blew steadily.

The city was now completely quiet.

Han Yu sat alone on the roof of an inn, watching a massive cruise ship rise with the wind towards the city gate direction.

The business this time was worth it; just a little effort gained him twenty-four years’ worth of Qi Fortune from three Qi Fortune Cultivators for nothing.

But two days had passed, and the Glazed Bottle seemed to be in too deep a sleep, still showing no signs of activity.

He couldn’t help but open his hand, looking at the key that only he could see before shaking his head again.

He still couldn’t figure out what the key was for.

But it certainly had some unusual significance because every time the Glazed Bottle underwent a significant change, a different area would appear.

For example, the first time it appeared, an Artifact Spirit emerged, the second time gave him the ability to see authority, and the third time it gave him the power to distribute authority.

This time, could it be usage?

But how to use it?

He glanced at the stupidly clear face in his Sea of Consciousness, almost like it was carved from the same mold as his own.

Forget it, even asking would be pointless.

This thing didn’t even understand itself; what could it know?

"Are you thinking something presumptuous?"

The Artifact Spirit suddenly raised its head to look at the sky in the Sea of Consciousness and asked.

"No."

Han Yu grinned.

"You’d better not be."

The Artifact Spirit said irritably, then turned away, playing with its toes again.

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Nanli Sword Studio Little Garden.

You Li usually adjusted her breathing for a moment before gradually entering a state of cultivation.

However, just as she entered meditation for a moment, a feeling of irritability once again surged within her; over the past few days, the Heart Monkey grew increasingly restless.

It seemed more aggressive than ever before.

Even when the Heart Monkey was difficult to control before, it merely made for a lack of peace within herself.

But now, the Heart Monkey seemed extremely aggressive, as if... as if it wanted to jump out.

"I’ll just use it one more time, just once."

She muttered to herself before instinctively taking out the blood-red stone and, after stabilizing her breath, attempted to enter the Unity of Heart and Spirit state once more.

After the red energy surged into her veins, the Heart Monkey seemed vaguely frightened and once again lay dormant.

A moment later, her breath gradually became long and even, and she fell into a certain mystical state, only, all the while, a faint red glow emanated from her body, gradually seeping in.

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"You’re not joking?"

In the Ascension Tower, Quan Xiaotong repeatedly questioned.

A middle-aged gentleman, broad-shouldered and hefty, wore a solemn expression.

"Why would I, a Tower Master of Light-shaking Tower, come here full just to joke with you?"

Guan Shancai, also known as Fatty Guan, now the head of the Hundred Herbs Bureau, couldn’t help but roll his eyes as he spoke.

Quan Xiaotong frowned; it wasn’t that he didn’t believe, but that the conclusions of the Hundred Herbs Bureau seemed tremendously outlandish.

The Dragon Blood Stone was previously theorized to be artificially created, and now Fatty Guan brought in the conclusion that its energy was indeed hand-crafted.

He produced a piece of stone, showing a slightly bright red luster, the color not too deep.

"Is this a Spirit Stone?"

Quan Xiaotong asked in surprise.

Fatty Guan nodded but quickly shook his head, correcting: "Technically, it’s a prototype of a Dragon Blood Stone."

At the same time, he produced a Soul-Catching Banner used by Ox and Qi Bai in Dongling City.

It was something recovered from cleaning the battlefield, with quite a few left, as the other side left in haste, abandoning about ten banners.

The inner wonders were initially left to the Celestial Craft Department for research, and later, Hundred Herbs Bureau veterans, researching Dragon Blood Stone, unexpectedly found that the red energy extracted by the Soul-Catching Banner resembled that in the Dragon Blood Stone.

Thus they attempted to combine the energy with Spirit Stones, resulting, by chance, in this odd creation.

Why so? They didn’t possess the distinctive crafting techniques of the other side, and these crimson energies, unrefined, appeared rather coarse, unlike the pureness of Dragon Blood Stone.

But in essence, Hundred Herbs Bureau did manage to replicate a process in Dragon Blood Stone’s formation.

As Quan Xiaotong listened, his mind raced to calculate everything.

The event in Dongling City targeted cultivators; its behavior didn’t resemble simple slaughter. These magical artifacts seemed capable of draining cultivators’ life force and cultivation.

If so, this massacre was more about collecting these red energies.

When they left that day, they didn’t forget to collect these things first, and if it weren’t for Han Yu’s serendipitous interference, they might have indeed collected them all.

"Do you know what this stone is used for?"

Quan Xiaotong felt this aspect was crucial.

"It can be absorbed by cultivators, but it’s not advised."

Fatty Guan’s face was grave.

"What happens if it’s absorbed?"

Quan Xiaotong, sensing his serious demeanor, followed up.

"It’ll knock the daylights out of you..."

Galvanized by the ongoing chaos within the Hundred Herbs Bureau, Fatty Guan’s face twitched.

Several antiquated coots from the Hundred Herbs Bureau had teamed up to kick him out of the Dragon Blood Stone project, even going as far as smashing the borrowed Dragon Blood Stone, narrowly avoiding Che Dapao’s fiery wrath.

As of now, those medicinal testing maniacs inexplicably went berserk and were battling fiercely in Light-shaking Tower.

"While this energy aids cultivation, it also silently influences the cultivator. Though appearing to blend with True Essence, if absorbed in large quantities, it alters both the True Essence and the cultivator’s mind."

Fatty Guan sighed deeply, secretly relieved.

Goodness, nearly carried off the Dragon Blood Stone himself for a trial. Sure enough, a sense of reverence is necessary.

Now, apart from Han Yu’s pills, which he dared not test randomly, he added another caution—anything related to Corpse Refining Lineage needed careful consideration in the future.

"Did you think I came just to report on the pills? I’m staying here with Hundred Herbs Bureau folks for a few days. We’ll go back once Che Dapao subdues those antiquated... seniors."