Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?-Chapter 399 - 341: Asking Me for Help?

"Are you asking me to help the Celestial Secret Tower?"

The scene was quite peculiar at this moment. Han Yu stood with a strange expression on his face, while under the tree, a poor fellow hung upside down. Ji Wushi held a stick used for stirring manure, waving it in front of the unfortunate person.

Tu Xingsun stared straight at the stick, fearing that something on it might accidentally fling into his mouth.

Although Han Yu had previously stopped his actions, Tu Xingsun knew well what kind of person Ji Wushi was. This guy was crafty, otherwise, so many Evil Cultivators wouldn’t have fallen for his tricks.

However, Han Yu didn’t seem concerned about this at the moment. Instead, he looked at Ji Wushi with a perplexed expression.

What did this guy just say? Asking him to help the Celestial Secret Tower.

"This doesn’t fit your character!"

As a former member of the Four Gentlemen of the Evil Path, Han Yu found it hard to believe these words could come out of Ji Wushi’s mouth.

After a moment of silence, Ji Wushi suddenly jabbed the manure stick, forcing Tu Xingsun to quickly swing himself away. After several more jabs, Ji Wushi threw the stick under Tu Xingsun’s head with a painful grimace.

This time Tu Xingsun’s face turned green. If he stopped swinging, his mouth would be right in front of the foul object on the stick, leaving him unable to control his mouth...

"I’m an upright cultivator from the tower, not one who was expelled."

Ji Wushi sighed.

The cultivators who left the Celestial Secret Tower indeed had no further ties with the Sect, but every group of departing cultivators did so voluntarily.

Han Yu understood; this guy still had feelings for his Sect.

"When you say please, what do you mean?"

Ji Wushi himself had ended up leaving the Evil Path and was now hanging around Zhaodong City with a cheap martial uncle. What could he possibly offer? Han Yu didn’t need any Magical Artifacts or Treasures, and there weren’t many with more Spirit Stones than him.

Spirit Medicine... Sorry, he’s a fake Pharmacist. As for Spirit Pills, no one would have the face to make a deal with Han Yu.

Even if he had all of these, Han Yu had no use for them!

"You want to find Qi Fortune Cultivators. I can provide them for you."

You can’t deny it; Ji Wushi, being from the Divination Path, reads people accurately.

Han Yu became interested, "Then we have something to talk about, Brother Ji."

"But I’ll be on credit. You help me out first, and I’ll find some for you."

What Ji Wushi said next made Han Yu lose his enthusiasm.

Credit meant there was nothing to talk about. Good heavens, starting by saying you’d help him find, if it were easy, would he still be rushing to the Celestial Secret Tower to negotiate?

Ji Wushi had the Eye of Divination.

But Han Yu also had the Artifact Spirit, Glass!

Both sides had similar difficulties in finding Qi Fortune Cultivators. If there were really any differences, it was because the Artifact Spirit was stronger than him.

Qi Fortune, this thing, either the Inspectorate swarms to find it, or it’s something the Celestial Secret Tower waits for people to bring in on their own.

So Ji Wushi’s offer was empty promises.

"Old Ji, I’m quite busy. You need to have faith in your Sect."

Han Yu glanced at him dismissively, then brushed him off with a couple of words.

Ji Wushi, frustrated by Han Yu’s hot-and-cold attitude, suddenly bit his tongue.

"If you agree to help, I’ll find a way through my uncle to get you information on a couple more cultivators afterward."

After a moment, he couldn’t help but grit his teeth.

Han Yu looked at him in surprise, a little dubious. He couldn’t even use pills to lure Elder Tong; how could this kid be convincing with just words?

"Can he go against the Celestial Secret Tower’s bottom line for you?"

Han Yu expressed his disbelief.

Ji Wushi hesitated, seemingly unable to speak.

"In any case, I can get him to loosen up a bit. Although Zhaodong City isn’t a property of the Celestial Secret Tower, I’m the only one who can still make a living here."

"This guy definitely has some sort of secret."

Artifact Spirit spoke with a sly grin in the Sea of Consciousness.

It seemed like Elder Tong had a different attitude towards this guy. Thinking back on Elder Tong’s demeanor over the past couple of days, even though he’d hit and scolded, Ji Wushi still managed to hang around unfazed.

That in itself was intriguing.

"But just two, that’s still too few."

Han Yu stroked his chin. In case they were useless, two wouldn’t even measure up to one from the Inspectorate.

"I can only get two at most, and that’s assuming you’re putting them out of commission in a way that damages Celestial Secret Tower’s reputation."

"Any more than that, and I’d really be cheating you."

Ji Wushi’s expression was earnest, with a bitter smile.

"Who told you that I’m targeting Qi Fortune Cultivators?"

Hearing this, Han Yu couldn’t help but roll his eyes. This bunch of fortune-telling fools couldn’t all be thinking he was out to get the Qi Fortune Cultivators, right?

Uh... he was indeed targeting them, but for their benefit.

"West River Pill, I want to give them West River Pills for free."

Han Yu’s words left Ji Wushi stunned. He hadn’t personally been to Dongling City, so he naturally didn’t know Han Yu dared to give them away.

"Ruinous..."

Ruinous Pill God!

The nickname immediately came to Ji Wushi’s mind. So this guy’s nickname was spot on; he really was ruinous enough to give them away.

"Then if that’s your goal, I can help you get three more, making a total of five."

He thought for a moment before speaking confidently.

"Deal or no deal?"

Han Yu conferred with Artifact Spirit in the Sea of Consciousness.

"What do you say, how about we wait until we get there to talk business with those fortune-telling fools from the Celestial Secret Tower?"

Artifact Spirit didn’t answer him. Instead, its eyes shone brightly, as if glowing with an eerie light, and it reversed the question to him.

Damn, you’re even more ruthless than me!

Profiting from others’ difficulties.

"Deal or no deal?"

This time, it was Artifact Spirit’s turn to ask him.

No kidding, of course, it’s a deal. Helping others is a joy! Help the Celestial Secret Tower, and then the Celestial Secret Tower helps you, and you in turn help those Qi Fortune Cultivators.

A triple win.

With this thought, Han Yu found Ji Wushi much more pleasing to the eye, his brows clear and eyes sharp, more likeable as well.

"Brother Ji, I have to say, you see things clearly. I can absolutely help."

Now, however, Ji Wushi couldn’t stand this guy’s brotherly acts any longer. Just hearing it made his hair stand on end; the bastard was too pragmatic.

Besides, what vision?

"I was in Nanling City the day the monster caused trouble."

Goodness, so Ji Wushi was there that day, but Han Yu couldn’t remember seeing him in the city at all.

Of course, he wouldn’t have seen him; Ji Wushi had been mingling with the crowd of spectators that day, and only hid away after seeing Han Yu arrive.

However, he had witnessed firsthand the monster’s abilities, as well as Han Yu’s capability in dealing with it.

If it weren’t for knowing just how disgusting that monster was, he wouldn’t be torturing Tu Xingsun like this, nor would he be eagerly seeking Han Yu’s help.

"Could you... let me go first, please, I can’t hold on any longer."

Below the tree, Tu Xingsun spoke weakly, utterly exhausted. He really couldn’t swing anymore, with that big stick under his head, coated with who-knows-what. If he dared stop swinging, the obsessive soil-loving perversion would certainly make his mouth move to eat it.

"Have mercy on me!"

Tu Xingsun was entirely devoid of temper now, even if you beat him, that would be better than eating that stuff!

He’d been better off not speaking, as opening his mouth once more drew Ji Wushi’s attention. Good lord, the man immediately took the stick and started gesturing again.

Such misfortune!

These two were among the Four Gentlemen of the Evil Path who had survived, but their friendship was bound to shatter completely.

One was taking people to attack the other’s Sect.

The other was now trying to force this one to eat shit.

"You guys go on and play! Don’t go killing him for me, alright? Wait for my word."

Seeing the stick almost pressing against Tu Xingsun’s lips several times, Han Yu couldn’t help but shiver in disgust and prepared to leave promptly.

"I’m going too."

Ji Wushi quickly put down the stick and followed him.

"That’s not happening; you stay here and help me keep an eye on him. I’ll need him later on."

Han Yu refused without a second thought.

"I’ll bring him along for you, absolutely no trouble."

"Think about it—once you finish the job, I’ll get you the information on the spot."

Alright! The second sentence did persuade him.