Chapter 926 - 862: Acting as the Heavenly Dao

The old Taoist suddenly perked up, hoping that someone who jumped into a pit would also have more companions to talk to at the bottom.

In fact, the matters Han Yu could encounter at the Wise Fool’s were nothing more than being troubled during the test or verbally attacked by him.

What truly seemed strange was dying once and being dragged into the Soul Realm!

That was probably the first time the Wise Fool showcased his verbal attack, and also the first time he let something slip.

Originally, during the Earth Dao trial, he always considered him a peculiar old man.

Until he could summon winds and rain in the Soul Realm, demonstrating all kinds of incredible powers, he suddenly realized that this old ghost was playing him.

What followed was naturally a bout of verbal attacks, and then the masses were made to kneel.

The old Taoist suddenly opened his mouth with a strange expression, "Didn’t you dodge?"

Han Yu’s face tightened. The scene at that time was hard to describe; since it involved the masses, it was certainly a sea of people. Where could one hide?

Or as the Wise Fool said, close your eyes and pretend to see nothing?

"Didn’t anything happen to you?"

Immediately, the old Taoist’s second question was thrown out.

"Happen? What could happen to me?"

Han Yu was puzzled, while the old Taoist’s expression grew even stranger.

"Do you know what the kneeling of all beings implies?"

Han Yu certainly knew. At that time, even the Artifact Spirit was startled, and the one human and one spirit discussed among the three of them who might be the Heavenly Dao.

"Well, do you know the enormous karma it contains? You’re not the Heavenly Dao, yet you received treatment that only the Heavenly Dao should have."

In other words, this is called usurpation, under normal circumstances, the Heavenly Dao should have killed him.

Moreover, the old Taoist quickly realized again, unable to hold back an exclamation, "Is there something wrong with your Heavenly Dao?"

Indeed, the older one gets, the wiser they become.

Han Yu’s eyes widened instantly. The old Taoist could deduce an issue with the Heavenly Dao from just these bits. How could such a mind be possible?

The key was, he really guessed right.

"Gone missing, disappeared thousands of years ago."

Keeping it a secret was no longer useful, as people could infer from speculation alone.

The old Taoist’s expression was indeed one of certainty, seemingly not surprised.

Han Yu reversed his speculation, "Do you know something?"

"We’ll discuss this later. Let me first see how deep your pit is. If it pleases me, I’ll definitely tell you."

The old Taoist spoke with a haggling demeanor, shrugging his lips.

"No pit, just agreed to save the masses."

Han Yu shook his head. This was something he was already doing. He intended to protect the people of the Central Continent, naturally leading him to clash with Yama Hall and the Celestial Dao Sect. In this way, he was essentially saving the masses.

"No!

"This pit is very deep."

"You don’t understand!"

The old Taoist’s expression grew stranger, then suddenly opened his mouth to curse.

"The Wise Fool really is inhuman, digging such a pit for you."

Just as Han Yu was puzzled, not knowing where the pit came from, the old Taoist explained.

"Mass kneeling is a ceremonial exclusive to the Heavenly Dao. Not only did you accept it, but nothing happened. Do you know what this means?"

Mu Zili had been listening for a long time, only now did his expression change, softly speaking, "Could it be he’s the Heavenly Dao?"

"Heavenly Dao my ass! If he really was the Heavenly Dao, the Central Continent would be finished, and we might as well run away now."

The old Taoist couldn’t help but laugh and curse.

Han Yu’s face suddenly turned black. Although he knew he couldn’t possibly be the Heavenly Dao, what’s with this blatant insult by the old man?

"I’m not looking down on you, but if the Heavenly Dao truly descends in this form, it’s basically powerless to reverse the situation."

If it reached the point where the Heavenly Dao itself takes mortal form to cultivate, what future could the Central Continent possibly have? Just await demise!

The old Taoist looked at Han Yu’s expression and hastily explained.

Regarding the pit being very deep, the old Taoist looked at him with empathetic eyes, continuing.

"You’re not the Heavenly Dao, yet you used the Heavenly Dao’s ceremonial, and the masses didn’t oppose it. So, in a sense, you are the divine proxy!"

The old Taoist’s words instantly energized Han Yu. If he was the divine proxy, could he use the Heavenly Dao’s authority?

In the Central Continent, the Heavenly Dao is omnipotent and supreme, although it’s unknown what powers it has, it must certainly be a very formidable force.

Perhaps with one move, he could take out the likes of Di Liuxin and others.

"I know what you’re thinking."

The old Taoist sighed, shaking his head.

"The problem lies in the word ’proxy.’ Representing the Heavenly Dao is correct, but you’re doing things the Heavenly Dao should do, benefiting not at all."

"If you were given Heavenly Dao’s authority, then you’d genuinely be the Heavenly Dao. How could there be talk of a proxy?"

So, the deepest part of this pit is that, while Han Yu stands in place of the Heavenly Dao, from beginning to end, he gets no advantage, and all tasks the Heavenly Dao should do fall on him.

Simply put, he’s just cleaning up for the Heavenly Dao.

Otherwise, the old Taoist wouldn’t regard him with such a sympathetic gaze.

Being a proxy for the Heavenly Dao—give it to a dog, and the dog wouldn’t do it.

Han Yu’s face instantly turned the darkest possible shade. If the old Taoist wasn’t lying, has the Wise Fool truly trapped him?

"Then surely I can refuse to do it?"

The old Taoist laughed, refusing? The masses knelt, you accepted.

Where’s the refusal coming from, unless the masses bow to you back?

Would the masses even dare to accept?

Now in his role as the divine proxy in the Central Continent, who would dare make him kneel?

The karmic entanglement alone would be deadly.

This is a single-choice option; once selected, there’s no turning back.

As for refusing, haha!

"Impossible, you’ve already accepted the karma. If you let it go, you might not withstand this karma."

Karma is something Han Yu has never feared, he casually retorted.

"How do you know I can’t withstand it?"

"Firstly, you’ll become more unlucky, everything you do will be unlucky."

The old Daoist spoke.

Han Yu sneered, could he, with misfortune running from head to toe, really be intimidated by this?

Not scared at all.

"Since you accepted the worship of all beings, haven’t you been less unlucky?"

The old Daoist suddenly asked.

He knew Han Yu was unlucky; after all, mistaking him for a Celestial Dao Sect pawn initially was because he was also a jinx.

First, Han Yu was taken aback, then he began to ponder. What the old Daoist said hadn’t been particularly noticed by him, after all, he was used to being unlucky.

However, upon serious contemplation, it seemed to make a bit of sense.

Recently, things indeed went somewhat smoothly; whether it was disrupting the two factions or other matters, most had been thrilling yet safe.

Even the Golden Spirit and Water Spirit among the five spirits had gone smoothly.

It seemed he hadn’t been particularly unlucky.

"That’s because as a proxy of the Heavenly Dao, this world can no longer reject you."

"I am neither one of you all...a Celestial Dao Sect person, nor a Yama Hall person, why should the world reject me?"

Han Yu detected a verbal flaw in the old Daoist’s words and could not help but roll his eyes.

The old Daoist revealed a meaningful smile, "Perhaps you have something or a power that shouldn’t be in the Central Continent, you need to know there is a rule in Central Continent..."

This was precisely the rule in Central Continent that Di Liuxin mentioned earlier, the world doesn’t allow things or beings not conforming to the rules to appear, but within the rules, the world won’t obliterate directly,

only constantly reject it.

Everything that can exist must be reasonable.

Di Liuxin and the others exploited this loophole to dare bring out Golden Cicada.

The old Daoist believed that the power within Han Yu must be the cause of his misfortune.

But Han Yu, with a quick scan through his Sea of Consciousness, found that it was actually the damn bottle attracting the calamity.

Besides being cursed and losing ten years of Qi Fortune to both the bottle and the Artifact Spirit respectively, he wouldn’t have been unfortunate to this extent, so the truth lay here.

"Unlucky so be it, I’m not afraid."

Now that the truth is known, it’s just bad luck, Han Yu is still not afraid, this kind of thankless task, whoever likes wiping the Heavenly Dao’s ass can do it.

The old Daoist stayed silent for a while, and then cautiously asked.

"Are you afraid of being struck by Tribulation Thunder?"

Such a significant causality, bad luck is just the appetizer, when Tribulation Thunder comes out, that’s the main course.

Han Yu’s whole face turned green, how could this even be tied to Tribulation Thunder?

Why is it everywhere?

As for whether he’s afraid, seeing his complexion drastically change gives it away.

"Actually, wiping the mess isn’t too bad either, a proxy of the Heavenly Dao sounds pretty grand."

Han Yu sheepishly wiped his cold sweat and said softly.

He had long been cursing that cunning old Scoundrel in his heart, asshole, daring to dig such a pitfall, if the old Daoist hadn’t revealed it, if Han Yu one day decides to quit, wouldn’t it be a most unwarranted death?

"So, does that mean he has to work for the Heavenly Dao all his life?"

Mu Zili spoke thoughtfully, only to notice Han Yu suddenly clutching his chest in grief afterward.

He awkwardly chuckled, realizing that he might have said something terrible.

"Let’s rebel!"

The Artifact Spirit clamored within the Sea of Consciousness.

"Rebel against whom?"

Han Yu asked with a look of despair.

The Artifact Spirit clenched its fist with an angry expression and said.

"Naturally, that damn Heavenly Dao."

This isn’t a life worth living!

Working all one’s life, doesn’t that imply that it has to work all its life too?

Sigh! Fool, the Heavenly Dao has already vanished, rebel against what exactly.

Any reckoning should be directed at that prime villain, that cunning old Scoundrel.

But he already couldn’t enter there anymore unless he died.

To find an old geezer for settling accounts, die once first?

Han Yu quickly dismissed this terrifying thought, not worth it, not worth it!

After quenching his curiosity, the old Daoist seemed particularly refreshed, and at the end, he callously reminded.

"Your pit is too big, probably the largest pit in the history of the Cultivator Realm, unprecedented and unlikely to be repeated, a remarkable event indeed."

Compared to this, his oft effective spell doesn’t seem that significant at all!

It’s just a temporary roadblock, it will improve in the future.

After all, there is still a pitiful person who works for eternity.

Once satisfied, he wanted to leave, but Han Yu wouldn’t allow it.

Satisfied and looking to leave? Dream on.

He had plenty of questions for the old Daoist, too.

For example, what are the Celestial Dao Sect and Yama Hall really after?

For example, what are the arrangements of both sides in Central Continent for?

For example, what are the follow-up plans of the Celestial Dao Sect...

These are the things he wanted to know.

The Artifact Spirit mentioned, the old Daoist addressed Di Liuxin and Jiang Xinyuan as the third and fourth brothers, while they called the old Daoist the Fifth Brother.

This was something it heard firsthand while rescuing someone.

So it seems the old Daoist’s status isn’t low; in that case, maybe the things Han Yu wants to know would rest with this old man.

What a player, he had been played for so long, every single one was playing him, was there no one genuine?

Is the Cultivator Realm really that treacherous?

"Let’s go someplace else!"

The old Daoist, at least, keeps his word, he didn’t just walk off, it’s just that the deck isn’t a suitable place to discuss this.

The three of them went directly to a boat reserved for Han Yu. Once inside, after finding seats, the old Daoist was the first to speak.

"Firstly, I don’t know much; don’t expect too much from me about this..."