Chapter 925 - 861: Is the Heavenly Dao a Girl?

Han Yu and Mu Zili both froze.

One reason was hearing a familiar tone in the old Daoist’s words, though the taste was not quite right.

Another reason was hearing the old Daoist’s knowledge of Han Yu’s background.

Mu Zili always thought the old Daoist must have other secrets. Now it seems his old man’s mouth is really tight.

The old Daoist saw Han Yu still in a daze and couldn’t help but speak.

"Everyone says you’re part of the Heavenly Dao camp, that scoundrel Zhi Sou must be connected to you, too. I don’t believe you don’t know this old rogue."

Seeing the old Daoist gritting his teeth with anger, Han Yu felt extremely peculiar.

Why does he feel like Zhi Sou has tricked him?

He loves watching a good show; hearing this, he couldn’t help but rub a spot on his head where Zhi Sou had placed a trick specifically meant to fish him out.

To prevent him from being taken away if he died.

All along, Han Yu complained in his heart, couldn’t he find a way to keep himself from dying?

If a person has died, what’s the use of fishing out his soul?

"I’ll give it a try, but I can’t guarantee he’ll respond to you."

Han Yu tried several times, silently chanting in his Sea of Consciousness, while also muttering aloud.

"Old ghost, someone’s looking for you, are you there?"

After a while, there was no response at all.

Han Yu shrugged helplessly; Zhi Sou appears to be pretending not to be there.

This angered the old Daoist so much that his aura suddenly surged, instantly transforming into the appearance of a young Daoist, with a fierce and defiant aura.

The old Daoist, no, at this moment, he should be called Daoist Zhu.

He looked at Han Yu coldly and spoke again, "Old ghost, you tricked me into the path of ’words make law,’ now you don’t even dare to appear, believe me, I’ll take this kid to the extreme one-on-one with you, make you roll on the ground."

Whoa!

Han Yu was instantly displeased, listen to what the old Daoist’s dog mouth is saying?

Why is it that because of Zhi Sou’s mess, he should be targeted when he can’t find the person?

Strangely, Han Yu really felt a bit scared, as if the old Daoist wasn’t joking.

Really able to go one-on-one to the extreme?

Is ’words make law’ that terrifying?

"It seems like it is, that day Jiang Xinyuan seemed to only dare to let his subordinates come to kill him."

The Artifact Spirit suddenly added.

Indeed, it proved to be really terrifying, because Zhi Sou indeed was tricked out.

A helpless voice slowly emerged, "Just was busy!"

As soon as the words fell, Han Yu and Mu Zili almost couldn’t hold back their laughter.

As for Daoist Zhu, his face turned terribly iron-blue.

Is there a more clumsy excuse?

Han Yu knew Zhi Sou, doesn’t this guy also sit by the curb every time eating nuts!

Busy with what!

At this moment, Daoist Zhu’s face was cold as ice, slowly speaking to the void.

"I’ve done everything you said, why can’t I see the end of the Dao."

"How long have you cultivated ’words make law’?"

From the void, Zhi Sou’s voice came helplessly.

Daoist Zhu thought carefully for a while, reckoning it’s been almost four thousand years.

That is, nearly four thousand years ago he came to the Central Continent with a group to preach, met Zhi Sou, and under his mouth techniques, found a new path and started practicing it.

"Didn’t you say you couldn’t appear in Central Continent?"

Han Yu immediately found something wrong, oh my, if Zhi Sou is cheating him on this too, then nobody should play anymore.

All crafty things.

Daoist Zhu, however, helped explain for Zhi Sou, shaking his head and speaking.

"It’s not his fault, I brought myself to him."

Back then, he step by step followed Zhi Sou’s guidance to take a trip to the Soul Realm.

This made the two onlookers curious, what actually happened to make Daoist Zhu be fooled so badly, choosing a narrow bridge over a broad road.

"That old scoundrel demonstrated the formation of the Dao to me just once and tricked me."

Though he said this, Daoist Zhu’s expression was extremely complex, as if still reminiscing about the scene when Zhi Sou debated the Dao.

Han Yu took one look at the scene and knew Zhi Sou was going to win again.

This darn thing still hasn’t gotten out of the mouth retraining, probably already deeply stuck.

"Only four thousand years and you want to reach the end? You’re looking too low on ’words make law’ aren’t you?"

Zhi Sou sneered.

Han Yu’s heart skipped a beat, here it comes, the mouth retraining is coming.

Sure enough, Daoist Zhu fell into hesitation once again after hearing it.

"I haven’t lied to you, do you not understand this in your own heart?"

Zhi Sou spoke like this.

Thus, Daoist Zhu became even more conflicted.

"Since you are unwilling, let go, why be like this."

Finally, Zhi Sou made the final remark, after this was said, Daoist Zhu’s face changed from sorrow to once again look like the old Daoist.

"I just want to know, is there hope at the end of this path?"

Zhi Sou’s voice sighed in response, "If you don’t work hard, how will you know if there is a result."

This was Han Yu’s first time witnessing Zhi Sou’s mouth retraining as an observer, simply absurd, see how people can be tricked.

Mu Zili quietly pulled him, face complex, asking softly, "Is this your Central Continent’s Heavenly Dao?"

"Why do you ask like this?"

Han Yu asked curiously.

Mu Zili adopted a strange expression, cautiously whispering.

"How do I feel his spiel is exactly the same as when girls are lying?"

This was still his veiled way of expressing it, if he were more direct, he’d almost say, "Hey, your Heavenly Dao seems to be female."

Han Yu breathed a sigh of relief, somewhat grateful, "He’s not, thank goodness he’s not."

If this old ghost were the Heavenly Dao, its absurdity might rank even above the Artifact Spirit.

"There’s one more question. Among the group that came with me initially, there’s one person I have no impression of. Who exactly is that person?"

The old Daoist has always been quite concerned. He is a cultivator, and one of the top tier at that, even more so back then with his astonishing talent and brilliance.

It’s too difficult to shield him, the Four Extremes Hall?

Those four useless ones are absolutely impossible.

Besides, only he remembers this incident; others couldn’t possibly remember such a person appearing.

After a moment of silence on the scene, the wise old man sighed, "You already have the answer yourself, so why ask me?"

The old Daoist’s expression changed slightly, and he sighed silently.

He indeed had the answer.

Aside from that person, who else could do such a thing?

So, back when they appeared together in the Central Continent, his master was with them!

Only he could have the means to achieve this.

"You wouldn’t just be looking for me to ask questions, would you?"

This time, it was the wise old man asking the questions instead.

Of course, the old Daoist wouldn’t seek out the wise old man merely for these matters. Though words-binding is important, his current situation is even more crucial.

"I unintentionally dragged my family into becoming one of your people, how do you see that?"

After a long while, the wise old man’s voice slowly came on.

"I’m sitting in the Soul Realm watching."

Damn!

The old Daoist couldn’t help but grit his teeth; this wasn’t the answer he wanted.

He wanted some compensation from the wise old man, preferably some guidance on ’words-binding.’

Unfortunately, the wise old man played dumb, but soon after, some vague aura lingered around Mu Zili.

He spoke again.

"Your disciple is a good seedling; if you really want to take advantage of me, why not bring him in, and I’ll help train him?"

The wise old man wasn’t interested in the old Daoist but had some interest in Mu Zili.

Without thinking, the old Daoist refused outright, with quite an absurd reason.

"You’ve painted too large a picture for him; I’m afraid it’ll overwhelm him. He’s not following the path of the Celestial Dao Sect, and is rather on a self-enlightening road, so there’s no need for you to worry about it."

It’s not just Mu Zili who isn’t following the path of the Celestial Dao Sect; even Chen Xixi and Su Xiaoxiao aren’t.

Perhaps their cultivation techniques are still those of the Celestial Dao Sect, which is unchangeable, but since their self-discovery at the divine platform, they no longer follow the path mapped out by the Celestial Dao Sect.

Otherwise, if following the Celestial Dao Sect’s plan, Mu Zili wouldn’t be a Five Qi Dharma Aspect but rather a Dharma Aspect like Di Liuxin and them, then the next step would be to learn that person’s Dao.

Maybe that’s why Mu Zili and the others always seem at odds with the Celestial Dao Sect.

Probably from the very beginning, they were subtly influenced by the old Daoist.

"That’s indeed quite impressive."

The Artifact Spirit spoke within the Sea of Consciousness, although he didn’t know how the wise old man originally managed to evade it, but its significance is undoubtedly profound.

"Its philosophy seems to be at odds with the current ideology of the Celestial Dao Sect."

"So, sooner or later, the old Daoist and his group will be in trouble."

"Would you say the wise old man’s maneuver counts as quite the skilled play?"

Han Yu seemed to grasp it imperfectly; if this is truly the case, then the wise old man’s antics were indeed fairly cunning.

Unknowingly, he planted a bomb within the Celestial Dao Sect.

The Artifact Spirit pondered, "It’s only the old Daoist’s lazy nature; if his underlings grow, that’ll be the real explosion."

That’s truly unfortunate.

Han Yu secretly harbored resentment internally.

After a few coughs from the wise old man, his voice gradually faded and became ethereal, "Well, if there’s nothing else, I’m leaving; busy."

Having said that, ignoring the old Daoist’s frustration, he directly cut off the connection, making the old Daoist curse at the moment in anger.

"I mean, knowing full well he’s painting a picture, why rush in?"

Han Yu found it somewhat baffling; he could tell the old Daoist had quite a complex feeling toward the wise old man.

On one hand, he knew the other was tricking him; on the other hand, he still jumped in without hesitation.

"You don’t understand."

The old Daoist spoke weakly.

"You haven’t witnessed the shock of his portrayal of the embryonic form of Dao, even if you know he’s painting a picture, it’s just too enticing not to take a bite."

This is the truest reflection of his inner self, and also why he dared not let Mu Zili be trained by the wise old man.

Even if knowing that once inside, one would emerge changed, there’s the fear of coming out and falling into the same pit as him.

Upon thinking this, the old Daoist couldn’t help but glance at Han Yu, finding it increasingly odd as he looked.

"Didn’t he draw a picture for you?"

Han Yu could emerge from under the tutelage of old three and old four, and even managed to smash the venues on both sides, with his strength soaring; it was clear the wise old man indeed invested considerable effort in him.

However, this wasn’t quite in line with that old rogue’s behavior.

"It seems not... right?"

Han Yu hesitated, not quite daring to be certain.

But upon thinking carefully, besides using words and moral coercion, the wise old man didn’t do much.

The course of what he taught, though inhumane, was imparting substantial content.

"I don’t believe it; when he demonstrated the embryonic form of Dao for me initially, he didn’t say a word."

The wise old man remained silent but constantly dug pits.

It wasn’t until he abandoned the path of the Celestial Dao lineage and turned to self-enlightenment of ’words-binding,’ with progress grinding to a halt, that he realized he’d fallen into a big hole.

Despite appearing profound and mysterious in front of Di Liuxin and Jiang Xinyuan, that was just putting a brave face on.

That isn’t even the most terrifying part; the most terrifying is that the old Daoist, having attempted numerous times, realized that no matter how he tried, unless he avoided listening or looking, he’d end up choosing the same path.

"There seems to be just one thing that was particularly sudden..."

Han Yu suddenly spoke with an odd expression.