Chapter 891 - 828: The Wise Elder’s Deal

This time, Golden Cicada no longer resisted the thought in his heart. In an instant, his entire demeanor changed dramatically, filled with despair between his brows.

In the next moment, a voice of loud crying echoed through the void.

"No, I don’t want this!"

"Coconut..."

The figure in his embrace slowly lifted her head and smiled lightly, "You’re back, that’s wonderful, truly wonderful..."

"It’s not wonderful, not at all. I’d rather not come back."

Yi Xian held the other tightly, crying bitterly.

He didn’t know that his existence would bring such a great price to the other.

"Silly Yi Xian, leave here and never let anyone manipulate you again, remember?"

Coconut struggled to finish speaking, her gaze drifting towards the heavens and earth, "I’m sorry..."

She ultimately couldn’t complete the last step, not because she couldn’t, but because she couldn’t bear to.

Until Coconut completely lost her breath, Yi Xian, as if possessed by madness, roared at the sky, the cicada chirping in his body also echoed through the clouds simultaneously.

He descended slowly with Coconut, his eyes blurred by tears.

When Han Yu awoke, the Artifact Spirit sensed it immediately and hurriedly asked what was going on. Han Yu’s expression was complicated, he merely sighed.

"I’ll tell you later."

He promptly fled from the underground, appearing slowly before Yi Xian.

Looking at this man crying his heart out, for a moment, Han Yu’s heart was filled with mixed emotions, not knowing how to speak.

He didn’t know how to speak, yet a voice spoke instead.

"Do you want her to come back to life?"

The voice actually emerged from within Han Yu.

Han Yu immediately gritted his teeth. It was that bastard Wise Old Man’s voice, communicating from the Soul Realm to this side through the means he had left on him.

Yi Xian suddenly raised his bowed head, upon seeing that it was Han Yu, he was stunned for a moment, then hearing Wise Old Man’s words appeared again from within Han Yu, his expression had already changed.

"Don’t listen to him."

Han Yu hastily spoke to stop it, although he didn’t know what Wise Old Man wanted to do, instinctively it wouldn’t be anything good.

"You can’t decide for him."

Wise Old Man responded coolly, asking again, "If I can bring this girl back to life in the future, are you willing to help me do something?"

Han Yu knew that Wise Old Man wasn’t holding any good fart, already eager to stop, "Don’t listen to him, he’s not a good person."

Yi Xian, however, already spoke with a look of anticipation, wiping his face before addressing the voice, "Can you really resurrect her?"

"Yes, but not now. But I can promise you, I will definitely revive her. Han Yu can vouch for it."

Wise Old Man’s voice continued.

Han Yu directly got angry, cursing, "I’ll vouch for your fart."

Resurrecting a dead person, does he really think he’s the Heavenly Dao?

Since he said multiple times himself he’s not the Heavenly Dao, what means could he possibly have.

Han Yu’s first consideration wasn’t about resurrection, but that whatever Wise Old Man wanted Yi Xian to do could also be incredibly difficult.

Coconut is already dead, used her life to barely bring Yi Xian back, he genuinely doesn’t want any more incidents.

But his attempt to prevent it couldn’t compare to the sudden flash of wisdom from Wise Old Man, only to see a glow suddenly emerge from Han Yu, immediately striking into Yi Xian’s eyes.

Yi Xian first appeared bewildered, followed by an extremely complex expression, finally sighing lostly.

After a long while, without Wise Old Man speaking, Yi Xian spoke first.

"I promise you, and hope you can also fulfill your promise to me."

Damn!

How did he just agree, Han Yu still wanted to speak, yet another light appeared, falling on the lifeless Coconut, and in the next moment, Coconut vanished.

"What did you agree to with him? I tell you, don’t let Coconut die in vain like this."

Han Yu couldn’t help but grab the other, repeatedly questioning.

Yi Xian’s expression was sorrowful, slowly revealing a bitter smile.

Agree to what?

"I promised him to create a path for Central Continent."

Yi Xian said hoarsely, then sighed deeply towards the heavens and earth, just like Coconut earlier, spoke softly, "I’m sorry..."

For the sake of emotion, she violated her original intention to persuade herself not to be manipulated by anyone, naturally including Wise Old Man.

But now he also violates his will for her, choosing to re-enter the game.

In Han Yu’s eyes, Yi Xian’s aura changed once again, on a face half of resentment and half of sorrow, gradually forming a whole.

Now he couldn’t distinguish whether the other was Yi Xian or Golden Cicada.

"Can you still tell who you are?"

Han Yu couldn’t help but sigh deeply.

Yi Xian, or perhaps Golden Cicada, shook his head expressionlessly, "She’s not here, it’s no longer important who I am."

Damn Wise Old Man, why wouldn’t he stop?

Coconut had painstakingly pulled Yi Xian back, now this bastard with just a mouthful pushed him back again.

Han Yu was terribly distressed, feeling Coconut died too unworthily.

Golden Cicada however, looked at Han Yu with a complex expression, slowly reaching out his hand, a golden light staying in his palm.

"This is the power that Celestial Dao Sect specifically created to target Yama Hall’s cultivation techniques."

"Give it to me? Is this your deal with that old ghost?"

Han Yu didn’t extend his hand to receive it, at this moment, he was feeling very conflicted, both towards this power and towards Wise Old Man.

"You can’t use it, but Central Continent cultivators should be able to gain insight from it, likely useful in the future."

At this moment, Golden Cicada shook his head and sighed, "It’s unrelated to the deal, think of it as an old friend’s gift."

From Yi Xian’s perspective, Han Yu’s difficulty may not be entirely felt, but from Golden Cicada’s perspective, he knew what kind of colossal thing Han Yu was facing.

After speaking without waiting for Han Yu to agree, he threw the power out, the golden light arrived in front of Han Yu, his face forlorn, he slowly absorbed it into his forehead, settling within his Sea of Consciousness.

"Can you not go?"

Han Yu asked, no matter what Wise Old Man wanted him to do, ultimately it would require returning to the battlefield.

With Golden Cicada’s strength, going there would likely mean never returning.

How ironic, having barely used a life to escape, now he actually has to go there to sacrifice the remaining life.

"It’s really ironic, Coconut was supposed to exist to make me willingly do these things..."

Yet in the end, it was she herself who persuaded him to escape.

He who should have extricated himself instead voluntarily willingly re-entered the game.

"That power was created by Celestial Dao Sect to destroy the Yama Hall..."

But the funniest thing is, this power is actually filled with compassion, probably Celestial Dao Sect has not discovered it yet, or already discovered but never cared.

"I... I should have emerged as a vicious and violent Dharma Aspect..."

Or perish as Yama Hall’s array dissipates, or die in which ever calculation to shield Di Liuxin.

But now he’s wrapped tightly by a warm force, in a peaceful harmony.

Golden Cicada solemnly looked at Han Yu and slowly spoke, "Do you know why I’m telling you these things?"

Han Yu sighed, shaking his head.

Golden Cicada spoke again, "No scheme can be done perfectly, it will always be broken by unexpected events, hold on firmly, live well, there will come a day when you can shatter everything."

"Yama Hall’s array collects souls to weaken the Heavenly Dao’s power, it’s not the most dangerous."

"By contrast, it’s the Celestial Dao Sect that acts decisively, unbelievably ruthless, and its intention to seize vitality is not yet known, you must be more cautious of them."

As a pawn, he couldn’t know much, but he nonetheless reminded Han Yu.

After saying these, Golden Cicada suddenly retreated several steps, shining gold all over, his white robe instantly clean as ever, he paid his respects.

Farewell!

Han Yu with a complex emotion returned a salute.

"Bid farewell to everyone for me."

When Golden Cicada said this, it added a bit of Yi Xian’s flavor.

But when he spoke again, he was already in Golden Cicada’s form again.

"Going away for an indefinite period, I bid farewell here, do not send, do not follow."

At least he didn’t wish to die in front of his friends.

One chirping after another arose again, Golden Cicada decisively turned around, with each step golden light flashed, with another step out a cocoon like Dharma Aspect wrapped him completely.

The third step forward, cocoon broke open...