Chapter 955 - 891: The Heavenly Dao’s Prodigal Son

Han Yu felt like the other person was talking nonsense. How could he not want to know? The first thing he’d do once he found out where the Heavenly Dao was, was to quickly find it and hand over this mess back to it.

Then he could continue to lie down or quietly watch them compete.

He couldn’t handle this mess anymore.

The Celestial Beings had already shown themselves; it was no longer something he could recklessly charge into. To even make a move, the other party might swat him dead like a mosquito.

Zhi Sou mused aloud, originally thinking he’d reveal something groundbreaking, but the result...

"I want to know too!"

"You don’t know?"

Han Yu’s face instantly fell, feeling that Zhi Sou, this old ghost, was likely deceiving him again.

He had said before that the Heavenly Dao was nowhere to be found, and just now he was saying the Heavenly Dao was in Central Continent,

and now he said he didn’t know again.

These ancient figures, could they not speak a single honest word?

"I really don’t know, even the idea of the Heavenly Dao entering Central Continent was my speculation, it’s just that the other side believed it just like I did."

Zhi Sou’s tone was filled with helplessness. If he really knew where the Heavenly Dao was, it wasn’t just Han Yu who wanted to find it; he wanted to find it too.

"Then what exactly are you?"

This was Han Yu’s third question. What role was Zhi Sou playing in the Heavenly Dao’s faction?

Looking at how he could scheme, first he tricked the old Daoist, then fooled the Celestial Being’s good disciple.

Then set up a plan to pit Yama Hall and Celestial Dao Sect against each other.

Combined with his unfathomable power, he seemed to have authority in the Soul Realm as well.

This was hard to ignore.

"When the Heavenly Dao appears later, you will naturally know."

However, Zhi Sou just didn’t want to say. If he didn’t want to say, Han Yu really had no way to deal with him.

He couldn’t possibly die once and then go to the Soul Realm to question him, could he?

Then again, this explanation didn’t seem absolutely necessary to pursue.

"So what happened to him? Did you really trick him?"

Han Yu was supporting the breathless old Daoist, whose cultivation had suddenly been abolished. It didn’t take his life, but it took half of it.

Now his energy was weak and lifeless.

He subconsciously wanted to give the old Daoist an Earth and Wood Pill to replenish him, but as soon as he took it out, the half-dead old Daoist suddenly sprang up as if revived.

"No... don’t give me that..."

He’d rather live miserably than die, but if he were to take the Earth and Wood Pill, he’d truly not survive.

The matter of the Earth and Wood Pill was no secret in Central Continent; everyone knew it was a pill tailored for Han Yu.

Only he could take it without issue, other cultivators would likely die from it. He might have dared to take it before his cultivation was abolished, but now he definitely wouldn’t.

Having barely escaped a calamity with Han Yu’s Earth and Wood Pill, the old Daoist returned to his weak and half-dead state.

Han Yu watched for a while with regret, "I’ll find a way to restore your cultivation because, in the end, this is also because of me."

He felt quite guilty about this; although the old Daoist hadn’t helped at all since arriving, he had at least worked hard, and suffered a lot already.

He hadn’t achieved anything but lost all his cultivation, truly a blood loss; even if it were thrown into the sea, it would at least make a splash!

It really wasn’t worth it!

"It’s not your fault. In the end, it’s also because I dragged you down."

The old Daoist unexpectedly shook his head with a bitter smile.

This left Han Yu stunned, thinking that the old Daoist was trying to keep him from feeling guilty.

"Old man, say no more. I understand. When there’s an opportunity, I’ll see if Pills can restore you."

He could only pin his hopes on Ping’s Pills. After all, with such a tremendous matter, he could only hope that Ping might have such a pill.

"Actually, if it weren’t for me, He wouldn’t have appeared."

The old Daoist kept bitterly smiling; it wasn’t that he achieved nothing and was thus abolished; rather, it was because he could influence the Celestial River, which provoked that being.

In the end, it seemed it was because of him that Han Yu ended up in such a miserable state.

He nearly died there.

"Wasn’t it because of me?"

Han Yu thought it was because he, as the Heavenly Dao’s puppet, had attracted such a significant figure.

It was because of the old Daoist?

Why did he find it a bit hard to believe?

Did the old Daoist really have such standing?

"He wasn’t lying; thousands of years ago, he was the only one among the five disciples under the Celestial Being to be formally taken as a disciple rather than just a registered one."

The wise elder didn’t pretend to be dead for once, and unexpectedly chimed in, his voice floating in the void.

"And he’s the kind who can suppress the Four Extremes Hall single-handedly."

Han Yu right now can barely put up a fight against Di Liuxin and Jiang Xinyuan; even less so against Shang Wanfeng, not to mention the one who hasn’t appeared yet.

Thus, the wise elder’s words were enough to let Han Yu imagine how formidable the old Daoist was back then.

After listening, Han Yu’s expression gradually turned peculiar. Everyone knows his focus tends to be rather unique, like now.

"So, you drag down his most proud disciple out of spite, destroying what you can’t have?"

A cough echoed in the void, as if the wise elder was choked by Han Yu’s words.

What do you mean by destroying what you can’t have?

Is such a saying applicable here?

"Either way, that’s the gist of it. Is that why you intentionally set him up? So the one who just came out was cleaning house and taking care of me in the process?"

Han Yu pondered for a moment and then spoke.

In that case, wasn’t he caught in an unexpected disaster? But that’s not right. After all, he had already made a mess of the Celestial Dao Sect, causing significant death and injury among the lower-level cultivators. It wouldn’t be surprising even if someone came specifically to deal with him, regardless of the old Daoist.

The wise elder coughed a few times and then calmly spoke, "You are wrong. I didn’t set him up, and I didn’t even deceive him."

The old Daoist also nodded. This point he never denied, regardless of the wise elder’s motives, but what he said was true.

"Above the Divine Dao Realm are the rules, and each rule is unique. Once someone masters it, the path is essentially cut off for others."

"Master controls the rules of destruction, deception, and suppression. If he continued on the previous path, he would most likely end up like them, able to master only one of the three rules, but it ultimately wouldn’t be ruled by him."

Jiang Xinyuan was hindered by the rule of destruction for thousands of years and hasn’t seen any completion.

Shang Wanfeng, although perfect, only has the perfection of his own mastery, but that power is never in his own domain. He could never break his shackles through the rules and reach the breakthrough in the Divine Dao Realm.

"And to break through the Divine Dao Realm, one needs to at least master the power of one rule."

The old Daoist sighed helplessly. This was the very reason that prompted him to forsake the so-called grand road of the Celestial Dao Sect and walk his own lonely path.

"I don’t know how many rules there are in this world, but I do know there are many cultivators like fish crossing the river. Doesn’t this mean there won’t be many who can break through to a realm above the Divine Dao Realm?"

Han Yu spoke thoughtfully but soon realized he was being foolish.

The reason is simple. Speaking of nothing else, how many Divine Dao Realm cultivators have actually appeared in this vast world over the long ages?

In cultivation sanctuaries like the Celestial Dao Sect and Yama Hall, how many cultivators have qualified to walk this path in nearly ten thousand years?

Excluding those who don’t count, what about the four in the Four Extremes Hall? Or adding the old Daoist.

Those in Yama Hall seem not to even possess rule mastery, and the first hall hasn’t made a move, so we don’t know.

Simultaneously, the wise elder also spoke, "Three thousand rules!"

"There are three thousand rules that Heavenly Dao has released into the world, which implies that this world allows for the emergence of three thousand beings above the Divine Dao Realm."

"And the one from the Celestial Dao Sect acquired destruction without effort through deception, along with the strong rules of deception and suppression."

"Meanwhile, the one from Yama Hall deceived them out of the rules of decline, creation, and vitality."

Han Yu’s first reaction was that the Heavenly Dao was foolish to let such power out just like that?

"If it doesn’t die, who will? To let so many loopholes for people to exploit at once, isn’t this mess entirely its own doing?"

The wise elder also seemed helpless, as this matter is difficult to judge.

"Haven’t I told you, the Heavenly Dao comes from all living beings. Ten thousand years ago was the peak era of all living beings, thus the emergence of the Heavenly Dao."

In that era, the Heavenly Dao could be said to be entirely ignorant. Everything was still in the exploratory phase, and coincidentally, two outstanding Celestial Beings appeared.

The Heavenly Dao, having never been deceived before, naturally fell for it.

It first lost two holy artifacts to deception, then gradually many rules, and finally even let out three thousand rules, providing a path for the Divine Dao Realm.

As a result, the Heavenly Dao inevitably suffered, being pit to the point of having nothing left.

If it weren’t for the ambitions of the two celestial beings, the Heavenly Dao might have been lost back then.

Wasteful!

The image that emerged in Han Yu’s mind was that of a prodigal fool with riches beyond count.

On this, the wise elder corrected him, and only on this matter did he take it very seriously.

"You can’t be too harsh on it. It was newly born, and everything was experimental. The initial intent of the three thousand rules was to give extraordinary individuals like Daoist Zhu a chance, which the Divine Dao Realm cultivators should be grateful for."

"As for the two holy artifacts, it’s said they were created to streamline the world, all for making this world more complete."

If it weren’t for the ambitions of the two celestial beings, this world might be entirely different now.

The two top celestial beings ultimately ruined everything due to their ambitions, but it seems there is some karmic consequence. Isn’t the celestial race’s downfall due to their greed, giving rise to the Central Continent’s people now?

Only these two truly remain as celestial beings today.

After the wise elder’s explanation, although Han Yu couldn’t fully understand the Heavenly Dao because he hasn’t stood in its shoes, he still couldn’t grasp why it could have done such things.

But setting aside the deeds of the two celestial beings, the Heavenly Dao’s actions seem without any selfish intentions and could even be said for the benefit of this world.

"It seems the two celestial beings truly aren’t good birds. They deceived such a dumb Heavenly Dao."

A row of bright teeth emerged on Han Yu’s otherwise dark face as he let out a mocking laugh.