Chapter 958 - 894: A Minor Matter—You Die First

When Han Yu still hadn’t understood what the Wiseman meant, several people were already showing strange expressions.

Among them were naturally the perceptive Quan Xiaotong, or the old master and apprentice pair who had some suspicions.

Han Yu was still sneering, "What else could it mean? I’m working for you people, providing you with Qi Fortune, cleaning up your messes."

The Wiseman kept coughing, as if he was choked by Han Yu. A moment later, he angrily scolded.

"Your combat talent is incredibly high, but in some aspects, you’re foolish beyond belief. It seems even the Heavenly Dao can’t make everything perfect sometimes."

As the Wiseman scolded, those few people silently nodded in agreement.

"Yama Hall has the grindstone, Celestial Dao Sect has the Celestial River, and you, you also have one."

"All three objects of the Heavenly Dao are on you, and you still don’t understand?"

Mu Zili couldn’t help but speak, looking at Han Yu with a very peculiar expression, "What he means is, the Heavenly Dao has also given you a card to compete; you can actually go for that position, too."

What the!

Han Yu was dumbfounded. He had just been talking with Artifact Spirit about overthrowing the Heavenly Dao, and now he actually had the chance?

What was this squandering Heavenly Dao thinking?

Even this position was being squandered?

But this didn’t seem like good news; you could see it on Mu Zili, the old master, and Quan Xiaotong’s faces.

Quan Xiaotong furrowed his brows, tentatively speaking, "Does such an arrangement by the Heavenly Dao mean it isn’t confident in winning on both sides?"

If it were confident in winning, why would it let Han Yu take the third object of the Heavenly Dao to compete?

Was it preparing to have Han Yu step in if it lost?

It seemed it really was the case, as the Wiseman’s sigh echoed in the void helplessly.

"That’s why you must find the Heavenly Dao quickly; without finding it, you’ll never know what it’s really thinking!"

"If it truly perishes, I’m afraid this kid will have to step up. This is likely the last chance the Heavenly Dao has left for you."

This matter was too significant for Central Continent, but with no clues about the Heavenly Dao, even the Wiseman was clueless, leaving Quan Xiaotong and the others to figure it out themselves.

A group had already gathered to start discussing the search, and Han Yu wanted to join in, but was pushed out by Mu Zili.

"You have your own matters; we’ll handle the search for the Heavenly Dao. You better think of a way to revive your trump card quickly."

The Wiseman’s voice arose again, "He’s right, finding the Heavenly Dao is indeed important, but the third object of the Heavenly Dao is your reliance for stepping up; it’s also Central Continent’s last chance, equally important."

If you want to revive Ping, you’ll need a lot of Qi Fortune, and these are respectively within the lairs of Yama Hall and Celestial Dao Sect.

Looks like he’ll have to slip into both places again.

Just as the thought occurred, the Wiseman seemed to have guessed it a step ahead.

"Don’t seek death; if Yama Hall can discover you once, they can discover you a second time, not to mention Celestial Dao Sect; if Yama Hall can guess it, they might have, too."

You can’t rely on smooth-talking to escape every time.

The Celestial Dao Sect doesn’t know Han Yu harbors an object of the Heavenly Dao, and Han Yu has never revealed it.

Otherwise, that Celestial Being probably wouldn’t hesitate to act, as the allure of an object of the Heavenly Dao to a Celestial Being is immense; having one more object could even decide victory between two Celestial Beings, or even secure victory against the Heavenly Dao.

"So, you better not show up again under their watchful eyes, your luck can’t always be that good."

Han Yu looked extremely peculiar, as if to say, his luck was never good to begin with.

"There’s a small matter, you should die first and take a trip to the Soul Realm."

Out of nowhere, the Wiseman said.

Han Yu’s eyes widened, a small matter, die first?

How could that ever be a small matter?

Before he could react, Ping suddenly released a power into his body; the next moment, his eyes widened, his body went rigid, and he collapsed with a thud...

...

Offshore, on a stone platform.

A graceful figure emerged from the Celestial River, reminiscent of a startling swan; in the next step, it appeared on the stone platform.

The visitor’s face was square, and under thick eyebrows, his expression was cold. His black hair was styled in a Daoist bun, and his every move exuded an unassailable dignity.

He surveyed the mess on the stone platform; although the Celestial River descended smoothly this time, the damage was too great.

Under the Celestial Dao Sect, three out of ten cultivators were gone; it might not sound like much, but with so many people, the proportion was indeed a major blow to their vitality.

The three people beside him were naturally gnashing their teeth. If it weren’t for that one letting Han Yu go, they might have torn him apart on the spot.

Wuxian retracted his gaze and spoke slowly, "The four of us will take a trip to Central Continent."

What for?

To trouble Yama Hall?

After all, the chaos this time was instigated by them.

Di Liuxin thought to himself.

It seemed he was right in guessing, as Wuxian spoke again, "I’m going to find the Shadow Wraith of the First Hall and collect some interest."

Celestial Dao Sect certainly wouldn’t swallow this loss; since Yama Hall wanted to play, let’s keep playing.

As for the Western Territory of Central Continent, when the Shadow Wraith of the First Hall descended, he was all smiles.

No matter what, this knife, Han Yu, must take some flesh from Celestial Dao Sect.

It’s just a question of how much.

But when Wujiu mentioned the Tribulation Thunder anomaly in the sea region, he knew that Celestial Dao Sect was at a definite loss this time.

"It’s a pity that the Celestial River couldn’t be intercepted."

He had never truly expected Han Yu to accomplish it, because even if he tried personally, he couldn’t do it; why would Han Yu be able to?

Jiu You had some concerns about the First Hall enhancing Han Yu’s strength, fearing raising a tiger to cause problems later.

"After all, he’s from the Heavenly Dao’s side; aren’t we aiding the Heavenly Dao?"

"No worries, I only gave half; if he wants the other half, let him ask my master."

The Shadow Wraith spoke with a smile, twofold: having figured out that Qi Fortune is a method left by the Heavenly Dao, there’s naturally a targeted method.

Secondly, sending someone from the Heavenly Dao to charge and fight for them, isn’t that a brilliant move?

The Shadow Wraith smiled, gathered his thoughts, then spoke again.

"Get ready, they’ll probably be here soon."

Who’s coming?

Jiu You and Wujiu hadn’t understood the deeper meaning yet when four auras swept in from the east...

...

"I say, can’t we talk things through properly instead of resorting to life and death?"

Resorting to life and death is one thing, but why the hell does it have to be me!

When Han Yu appeared in the small village, his face was truly frighteningly dark.

That bastard, no truth ever came out of his mouth, always making him die once.

He wanted to ask the Ping in his Sea of Consciousness, who exactly raised you that you act on anyone’s command?

This damn village gave him a headache at a glance because of a certain unseemly old ghost.

When they parted last time, the words were pleasant, making him think he’d never have a chance to meet again, which made him overjoyed.

But now he still had to meet from time to time.

The Wiseman still comfortably sat by the roadside, and seeing Han Yu’s sullen face, offered some nuts.

"Here, have some."

"You made me die this time; it can’t just be to offer me snacks, can it?"

Facing Han Yu’s approach, he spoke with a sour tone.

"Of course not."

The Wiseman clapped his hands and rose slowly.

"So, cutting to the chase, what tricky plan do you have for me this time?"

Han Yu had gotten used to the other’s schemes; no matter what, it always had a mix of good and bad.

The Wiseman wouldn’t shortchange him; there would definitely be benefits.

But the process was bound to be tough.

"You’ve grown smart!"

The Wiseman smiled enigmatically, while Han Yu muttered incessantly to himself.

"Discussing matters doesn’t need me to be here; what flaw did you see in me this time, and what do you want to tutor me on?"

Han Yu could even guess what the Wiseman wanted to do. Simply talking matters wouldn’t require making such a fuss.

The Soul Realm felt more like a place for constant improvement for him, and for a very simple reason, he had gained too much from there.