Chapter 961 - 897: West River Slash Complete Version

The Artifact Spirit’s boastful words left both the Wise Old Man and Han Yu baffled.

Especially Han Yu, who now didn’t know whom to believe.

If he trusted the Wise Old Man, the West River Slash was incredibly treacherous.

If he trusted the Artifact Spirit, the West River Slash was incredibly conniving.

A single word made all the difference, leading to vastly different outcomes.

The Wise Old Man suddenly blew his beard and glared, feeling that his worldview was being challenged.

Can this sentence really be interpreted like this?

How did a perfectly good Dao classic turn into a bandit’s creed?

"This is simply outrageous."

For some reason, the Wise Old Man suddenly felt an urge to give the Artifact Spirit a beating.

The Artifact Spirit seemed to sense this too and swiftly hid back in Han Yu’s head, staring back at the Wise Old Man.

"Do you understand the rules? No, do you understand my rules?"

The Artifact Spirit originally wanted to say the other didn’t understand the rules, but considering how mysterious this old ghost was, it quickly changed its tone.

In other areas, it admitted it wasn’t as knowledgeable as the Wise Old Man, but when it came to plundering, this thing seemed innate to it. From the moment it awakened, this rule had been etched onto it.

Other things it couldn’t say for sure, but this it was absolutely certain about.

"Let me tell you, this rule seemed to originally leave no room for compassion. Later, I don’t know why, a tradition of sparing some leeway suddenly appeared."

As the Artifact Spirit said this, the Wise Old Man’s expression changed drastically. Without warning, he moved and grabbed the Artifact Spirit, scrutinizing it from head to tail.

"What the hell are you trying to do? Han Yu, quick, hit him! He’s trying to harm me!"

The Artifact Spirit shouted frantically.

Han Yu was about to snatch the Artifact Spirit back, but the Wise Old Man immediately released it and asked with a solemn expression.

"What is your relationship with the Heavenly Dao?"

"Why do you know the plundering rule was modified?"

The Wise Old Man’s questions were packed with information, suggesting that the Artifact Spirit wasn’t just talking nonsense and seemed to have a close connection with the Heavenly Dao.

However, Han Yu wasn’t interested at all. "Enough, both of you. Stop playing these identity guessing games with the Heavenly Dao in front of me. I’m tired just listening."

"Yeah, isn’t it annoying? I’m the Heavenly Dao, no need to guess anymore."

The Artifact Spirit nodded in agreement.

The Wise Old Man’s expression turned strangely complex. It wasn’t that he couldn’t accept it; it was just quite difficult.

This guy clearly isn’t a good one. If he’s really the Heavenly Dao, who knows what kind of ghastly place the Central Continent would become.

"Could it be that all beings have turned bad?"

The Wise Old Man mumbled to himself. The Heavenly Dao is born from all beings. If this is its true nature, wouldn’t societal norms and laws collapse?

It was a hard thought to accept.

But on second thought, it seemed unlikely. The Heavenly Dao would have to be insane to follow Han Yu around causing chaos.

Moreover, the power the Artifact Spirit possesses is too weak. With just one rule—though the plundering rule is quite extraordinary—it’s not enough to prove it’s the Heavenly Dao.

The Wise Old Man was more inclined to believe it was just another measure set up by the Heavenly Dao.

These matters could be put aside for now, as Han Yu said, it’s better to find out directly than to guess.

But whether the plundering rule really is like the Artifact Spirit said, he couldn’t be sure.

The Artifact Spirit patted Han Yu’s head, pouting and asking directly.

"Do you believe him, or do you believe me?"

"Nonsense, of course I believe you."

Han Yu responded without hesitation. He and the Artifact Spirit had been through so much together, practically inseparable, even sharing rules and divine techniques. Their bond was rock solid!

"Then trust me, you can’t go wrong. Just let him help with the enlightenment."

Good heavens, describing revival as enlightenment made the Wise Old Man utterly speechless.

"Are you sure about this?"

The Wise Old Man coughed twice, solemnly confirming once more.

Without thinking, Han Yu directly summoned the West River Slash and handed it to the Wise Old Man.

"Don’t give it to me, I can’t take it."

The Wise Old Man shook his head, not reaching out to take it, only extending a finger and slowly pointing it towards the blade.

As his finger made contact with the West River Slash, a massive wave of energy emanated from the blade, or rather, it should be said that the entire rule seemed to fully awaken, causing a dramatic explosion.

Han Yu almost lost his grip on the blade, and the Artifact Spirit flew up to help, pressing down hard on the hilt with Han Yu to barely suppress the commotion.

The aura belonging to the rule engulfed the entire small village, nearly wiping it out.

If the Wise Old Man hadn’t acted quickly to protect the village behind him, this wave alone might have utterly destroyed it.

With lingering fear, Han Yu glanced at the Artifact Spirit and couldn’t help but speak.

"Is the West River Slash that powerful?"

"Nonsense, are there any weak rules?"

The Artifact Spirit was a bit sheepish. It knew about the plundering rule as if it was born with it, but this was the first time it had actually witnessed it in action.

Han Yu felt relieved. With such a momentum, if he encountered that deceitful Shang Wanfeng again, he could surely defeat him convincingly.

As the tremors of the rule gradually subsided and peace was restored, the Wise Old Man finally stepped back a few paces with an exhausted face, sighing softly.

"Congratulations, with this you two now finally possess a complete rule."

"Let’s go, let’s go back and try it."

The Artifact Spirit urged directly.

Han Yu drew his knife back and actually turned his head and left.

Not...

The Sage originally wanted to stop them, but then the person and spirit turned and walked out of the village, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

What kind of people are they?

Not even a word of thanks, just took the benefit and ran?

To be fair, these two are exactly the same.

Is this really the Heavenly Dao?

He couldn’t help but think again about the shamelessness of the Artifact Spirit claiming to be the Heavenly Dao, and he felt a pang of anxiety.

"You must not be the Heavenly Dao, or it would be no different than the sky collapsing..."

On the deck, the Artifact Spirit leapt out from Han Yu’s body and started shouting.

"Hurry up, hurry up..."

It was actually the first time it was using the rules in their peak form.

In the end, the anticipation was no less than Han Yu’s.

Han Yu was a few breaths slower than it, and when he opened his eyes, he found himself surrounded by a group of people staring at him.

At the same time, the Artifact Spirit was already urging again, excitedly shouting, "Find a place to try it out."

"Try what?"

The old Taoist couldn’t help but ask out of curiosity.

"The rules for Han Yu and me were enlightened by that old man, and now they’re complete rules."

The Artifact Spirit laughed heartily, while the old Taoist’s face had turned dark.

He naturally knew who the so-called old man was, which made him even angrier.

It’s too damn outrageous; he clearly has the ability to enlighten people, easily completing Han Yu’s rules, while he’s just tricked into learning verbal techniques without getting as much a speck of help.

The old Taoist gritted his teeth and pulled Han Yu over, "If someone dies before you, could he be taken in?"

He genuinely wanted to confront the Sage, even if he couldn’t win a fight, at least he would win an argument.

"Don’t be impulsive. If you want to find him, I’ll help you think of a way next time."

Han Yu was startled and hurriedly stopped the frightening idea.

Not everyone can travel to the Soul Realm in this manner like him; if the Sage doesn’t come out, death might really be the end.

Too high a cost, too great a risk.

"Come on, let’s find a place to try it."

The Artifact Spirit was now just shy of pulling out a knife to test on its own.

Han Yu was actually immensely curious too, so he couldn’t help but grab it and after bidding farewell to the others, he flew straight out.

"Let’s go and check it out."

Although still resentful towards the Sage, the old Taoist was equally curious, and after a word to Mu Zili, his disciple took him and chased after them.

Where there’s one, there’ll be two; Xia Wuyou was the second to grow curious, and then every strong individual from Central Continent flew out in turn.

In the end, all the strong individuals on the ship followed.

After arriving at an island, Han Yu was stumped.

"No can do! Without someone to slash, how do you count slashing these dead objects; how do I give the goods?"

"If you can’t take the goods, I usually won’t give them."

The Artifact Spirit spoke righteously.

"Then what about people? Would you still give West River Pills?"

Han Yu frowned. If that’s the case, wouldn’t he have to wait for the Ping to spit out pills during a fight?

"Did you not understand my words? I’ve already told you I’m giving out of sentiment, originally didn’t want to give anything."

"Back when with West River Pills, the rules weren’t yet revived, and I could only borrow the Ping. That guy arbitrarily added conditions to my rules, otherwise, we might have exchanged candy-pill for Qi Fortune early on."

The Artifact Spirit did not find its words terrifying at all; anyway, after hearing it, Han Yu felt this guy was dark from head to toe.

Candy-pill for Qi Fortune?

Now he finally understands why West River Pills require willing consumption; the Ping restrains the Artifact Spirit, otherwise, with such behavior from it, they would have long been besieged.

Thinking back, the name Pharmacist Han wasn’t too bad back then, but being honest with kids and elderly was a consensus.

People only said his pills had side effects, never said his pills didn’t work.

Thankfully, the wickedness of the Artifact Spirit was previously restrained, giving enough time for change.

The current Artifact Spirit has actually changed significantly; it’s no longer as wicked as it initially was.

"If no West River Pills are used, what will we give?"

Han Yu still asked.

The Artifact Spirit thought for a moment and came up with a compromise.

"Aren’t you well-stocked with Earth and Wood Pill? Next time, before seizing people’s items, give some Earth and Wood Pill to make a gesture, courtesy before force. He might choose not to accept, but we can’t choose not to seize."

What the heck!

Han Yu widened his eyes, are they really going to give Earth and Wood Pill...