Chapter 1003: The Misfortune Rule

No wonder Han Yu doesn’t fully trust this old ghost.

To pull off something like this.

Truly the founding master of trickery.

With a hint from the Wise Man, Han Yu gradually started to catch on.

The old Daoist’s cultivation method and its effects seemed rather suspicious upon closer inspection.

Previously, it seemed like the old Daoist’s rules were unique, but now that the instigator has spoken, Han Yu started to ponder seriously.

Anything linked to gambling must involve luck.

And the so-called command of the old Daoist never truly happened.

At least, he couldn’t use it on anyone other than cultivators.

Even those weird methods felt oddly familiar.

Almost like the aftereffects of consuming a West River Pill.

“So, his rules aren’t that mystical after all?”

Han Yu asked out loud.

“Actually, they are quite mystical.”

The Wise Man replied seriously.

“His rule is actually misfortune. I only taught him how to use this power initially and gave him a small portion of the rule.”

“But I didn’t trick him. This power may have delayed him for thousands of years, but his cultivation wasn’t wasted. After obtaining the complete rule, it will be immensely beneficial.”

Even though the Wise Man spoke with conviction, both a person and a spirit felt the guy was rather shameless.

The Artifact Spirit couldn’t help but mock, “One claimed to command as he spoke, the other is just misfortune, who the hell can accept this.”

“You’re wrong, the rule of misfortune is powerful!”

The Wise Man defended persistently.

“Is it as strong as command as you speak?”

The Artifact Spirit continued to mock.

“Misfortune is a conceptual rule, one might even say it’s impossible to guard against, even Han Yu cannot escape it. He’s not really losing out.”

The Wise Man weakly continued to defend.

“Is it as strong as command as you speak?”

The Artifact Spirit repeated the same phrase over and over, effectively silencing the opponent with it.

“Can we not mention the command as you speak anymore?”

The Wise Man, embarrassed and angry, tossed a line before vanishing silently into the void.

…

The old Daoist cursed for nearly half a two-hour period, cursing out all of the Wise Man’s ancestors, whether they truly existed or not.

Mu Zili and the others exchanged bewildered glances.

They had never seen the old Daoist in such a state, even when his cultivation was destroyed, his emotions never wavered like this.

“What’s actually going on?”

Su Xiaoxiao asked softly, huddled up.

“That old ghost Wise Man fooled me for thousands of years, it was never command as you speak, but damn misfortune.”

The old Daoist felt as if the sky was collapsing.

He had endured for thousands of years, indifferent even to destroyed cultivation, all in hopes of achieving command as you speak.

And now they’re giving him a rule of misfortune?

It’s not that the rule of misfortune isn’t strong, even if he had no cultivation to face Dharma monsters or Faceless Ones, he could still toy with them effortlessly.

If speaking of stronger examples, it would be like those four fools of the Four Extremes Hall being manipulated by him again.

But that’s not what he wanted, he could have dealt with those four guys ages ago.

Blame it on the Wise Man initially painting a picture too grand, making command as you speak seem above all else.

Leading to a huge gap when faced with misfortune now.

“Shouldn’t it also be extremely strong?”

Mu Zili pondered carefully, gradually adopting a serious demeanor.

Misfortune is merely a concept, even silent and invisible, without any form, much like the old Daoist’s supposed command as you speak.

Essentially making it impossible to guard against.

Such a rule is likely not just not weak, but instead, exceptionally powerful?

“You haven’t tasted that big picture, don’t know how grand the picture that old guy painted was!”

The old Daoist continued to speak through gritted teeth.

In the past, he was exceptionally talented, and if the picture wasn’t grand enough, how could he have been drawn in?

…

Upon the Endless Sea Domain, Wuxian and Yin Mo drifted with their respective groups for two days on the sea, finally anticipating Quan Xiaotong’s arrival.

Quan Xiaotong only brought a few accompanying cultivators, without any additional people.

This earned him a nod of respect from the four.

This might also be Central Continent’s first external exchange. Although Central Continent previously attempted to interact with the Celestial Dao Sect, they were disregarded due to their weakness.

Now upon reflection, Quan Xiaotong felt a sense of vindication.

Besides, did he really not bring anyone?

He slowly smiled, and suddenly, an overwhelming swarm of Dharma Mechanisms broke through the water, covering the entire sky.

The group was stunned.

Naturally, they weren’t shocked by the strength of these cultivators.

But the aura from each Dharma Mechanism faintly emitted a Divine Platform Realm presence.

Central Continent actually possessed such strength!

This has already become another formidable force, perhaps even capable of competing with them.

Quan Xiaotong was quite satisfied with their expressions, having unveiled all his assets just to open the eyes of those who once humiliated Central Continent.

Moreover, to tell them that Central Continent, has truly risen.

Furthermore, the two groups intended to use the numerous cultivators below as bargaining chips, yet knowing Quan Xiaotong’s nature, he would never let himself be taken advantage of.

This was also a psychological battle.

A psychological battle before cooperation!

After the meeting place was selected, it turned out to be extremely interesting.

New Sea Stone City… ruins.

This place carries much history since being destroyed by Han Yu, becoming a site for tribulations and dangerous experiments.

Even Han Yu’s breakthrough happened here.

Once both parties arrived, Quan Xiaotong remained silent, unhurried with time on his side.

On the other hand, Yin Mo and Wuxian’s time was rather limited.

All hands were already played, with both sides in Central Continent having dispatched personnel.

However, Han Yu’s group still held some reservations, doubting the absolute loyalty of Central Continent cultivators.

“If we wish to cooperate with your Central Continent, what conditions can you offer?”

Yin Mo’s attitude from the start was one of superiority.

This is a natural arrogance of high-tier cultivators.

Even Mu Zili, formerly, displayed a subtle but discernible arrogance.

Not to mention Mu Zili, weren’t Su Xiaoxiao and the old Daoist the same?

Quan Xiaotong didn’t get entangled with such issues, but sighed as if it were factual, “Central Continent has nothing to offer.”

This point had previously been discussed with Han Yu, even if it hadn’t, Quan Xiaotong’s nature would not allow him to agree.

The initiative now lay with Central Continent, Central Continent will only accept the best offers, and even if they reject them, they won’t lose anything.

He did not believe these two groups would dare to neglect, watching Celestial Beings achieve their goals step by step.

This was inherently an unfair cooperation.

He naturally wouldn’t give any conditions.

After listening, Wuxian and others couldn’t help but release an aura, slowly revealing Divine Dao Realm pressure.

“You should know, even if we’re down and out, we’re not something Central Continent can compare with.”

Wuxian smirked coldly as he spoke.

Quan Xiaotong remained silent, looking directly at his opponent calmly.

“You should know, Central Continent isn’t afraid of you in grassroots strength, as for you?”

Quan Xiaotong laughed heartily, “Central Continent has Han Yu!”

Why can’t Central Continent match them, just because of those Divine Platform cultivators beneath?

Don’t forget about the countless Dharma Mechanisms outside, and the even larger Dharma Aspects within the Central Continent aren’t included.

Even without counting Han Yu, Central Continent still possesses its own Divine Dao Realm.

No matter how you calculate, Quan Xiaotong’s spine wouldn’t bend even a bit.

As for the pressure, it’s merely a bluff.

The more Quan Xiaotong saw the opponents act like this, the more it made him want to laugh.

“Do you dare to make a move?”

He even cast a mocking, provocative gaze.

“You…”

Wuxian’s expression turned complex, unable to refute.

Quan Xiaotong wasn’t wrong, they truly didn’t dare make a move.

Nor did they have a reason to.

They didn’t dare because Central Continent indeed has the capital to fight them to the death; Han Yu has the means to kill them.

Lacking reason is because the outcome of conflict would be mutual destruction.

“Who the hell wants to make a move.”

At this moment, the grumbling voice of the old Daoist echoed from afar.

Soon after, several figures descended simultaneously.