Chapter 976: No Chance for Cultivators

Chapter 976: Chapter 912: No Chance for Cultivators

Di Liuxin wanted to curse and kill, but couldn’t do anything.

This person and spirit, right in front of him, stripped him of everything, and never once paid him any attention from beginning to end. It was an utter humiliation.

However, when the Artifact Spirit pointed at him, an inexplicable panic arose within him.

What do they want to do?

Han Yu grabbed Di Liuxin’s soul and brought it to his flesh, and abruptly pressed it down onto his body. Naturally, the rules were unwilling to follow the soul inside.

A massive force continued to resist and was subsequently tugged in a back-and-forth struggle with Han Yu — this went on for so long that, though Han Yu didn’t mind, Di Liuxin’s soul was nearly overwhelmed.

Fortunately, it seemed as if the rule was yanked out of this pull.

Otherwise, the Artifact Spirit was already prepared to use that little West River Slash to cut a piece off Di Liuxin’s soul.

After the soul entered the body, Di Liuxin screamed, just as he sensed — his Divine Spring was gone, and so was all his spiritual power.

A whirlwind sensation immediately struck him, he felt as if everything had gone dark, like the sky was collapsing.

“Don’t faint yet, come, come, come.”

At this moment, without any power, Di Liuxin let the Artifact Spirit handle him as it wished. The spirit grabbed Di Liuxin by the collar and forced a pill into his mouth.

Di Liuxin dared not swallow casually, frantically shaking his head, but having been with Han Yu for so long, the Artifact Spirit was well-versed in forcing pills down someone’s throat.

After giving the opponent an elbow, Di Liuxin painfully opened his mouth, and with a snap, the Artifact Spirit successfully inserted the pill.

Di Liuxin’s face turned a ghastly green, and he tried to vomit it out by sticking his fingers down his throat, but though he even expelled bile, he couldn’t find any trace of the pill.

Just when he was in despair, a power slowly spread across his body, as if strength was returning to him?

In just a moment, his Divine Spring not only recovered, but all his spiritual power returned as well.

Almost without thinking, he fiercely struck out, sending the Artifact Spirit flying, and the next moment, he turned into light to try to escape.

Unfortunately, now he could not even surpass Han Yu in speed. In just a few breaths, Han Yu caught up, once again capturing him.

Without giving the opponent a chance to resist, the Artifact Spirit drew its blade to cut, and this time Di Liuxin’s face turned even more ashen.

For the second time, he was terrified as he felt the Divine Spring disappear, and all his spiritual power continuously lose.

In just an instant, Di Liuxin was once again caught by Han Yu like a pile of mud.

“So, are these pills edible?”

Han Yu looked again at the pill the Artifact Spirit took out from its pocket, utterly astonished.

The Artifact Spirit’s capabilities never ceased to amaze him.

From the initial West River Pill to the subsequent West River Slash, he thought it was bizarre enough, but unexpectedly, the Artifact Spirit’s West River Slash once again stretched his imagination.

His first thought was to take this pill to the Central Continent.

Wouldn’t it then instantly create a Divine Dao Realm cultivator?

“What kind of method is this anyway?”

Having experienced loss, recovery, and loss again, Di Liuxin looked at Han Yu and the Artifact Spirit as if he had seen a ghost, filled with terror.

This technique also exceeded his understanding?

Even the teacher he feared most in his heart probably couldn’t pull off such feats.

And yet, this person and spirit did.

After being interrupted by this guy, Han Yu temporarily set aside the thoughts in his mind and malevolently scrutinized the opponent.

Di Liuxin immediately shut his mouth in fright, feeling a faintly ominous intuition.

Even before he had spoken, Han Yu had already blurted out.

“Are you worth anything?”

…

“Not worth it!”

Wuxian was shaking his head at this moment.

He wasn’t one of those fledgling birds who had never touched the rules. At this point, the seed laid in front of him, but he never truly secured it.

Why is it not worth it?

Faced with two questioning glances directed his way, Wuxian shook his head.

“It doesn’t warrant me giving up the original rule I have now.”

Even though the rule in his body didn’t completely belong to him, at least he had cultivated it to near perfection.

And the rules he suppressed were better than the one in front of him.

He wanted a rule of his own, but the premise was that the rule’s prospects were good enough.

“What is this rule?”

He didn’t want it, but it didn’t mean the other two didn’t. Shang Wanfeng and Jiang Xinyuan asked in unison.

“The rule of flow!”

On this river, it was the rule of flow.

The mysteries within were hard for him to explain to the others, and they had to comprehend it themselves if interested.

Shang Wanfeng was also at about the same point in rule cultivation, like Wuxian, both lacking only complete control.

But the power of their rules came from their teacher, whom they could never fully control.

Without thorough control, no matter how good the rule was, it could be taken away at any time.

No cultivator could accept such a situation.

“Let me try!”

Jiang Xinyuan suddenly spoke, having obtained the rule the latest, and chose one of the hardest types: destruction.

The supreme rule, pursuing its cultivation from the foundation was challenging beyond measure.

Moreover, since it wasn’t a rule he controlled himself, he always lacked that level of understanding.

Now that there was a rule in front of him waiting for his comprehension, he couldn’t bear to give it up.

Especially since the rule of destruction itself was a huge burden for him.

Getting neither high nor low, not to mention the load it placed on his body.

Among the three, Jiang Xinyuan was the most desperate to swap his rule.

“Then go ahead, but a complete rule differs from the one you have now. Consider it carefully.”

Wuxian only offered brief advice, leaving Jiang Xinyuan to proceed.

If any wisdom could be heeded, two words were enough.

If they wouldn’t listen, no amount would matter.

Especially as he was reluctant to choose a rule casually, mostly due to the fact that the current rules didn’t belong to them, and letting them go wouldn’t be difficult.

But once they got a complete rule, abandoning it would be hard.

They weren’t Celestial Beings, ultimately without those formidable methods to do as they pleased.

Yet Jiang Xinyuan had already passionately entered the Illusion Realm, exactly as before, with the rule colliding with his soul, but Wuxian and Shang Wanfeng being there easily suppressed it.

Time flew by swiftly, and when the rule transformed back into a seed, Jiang Xinyuan eventually drew it into his body.

Simultaneously, a demolishing aura emanated from his body and dissipated rapidly.

He naturally chose this rule. Although Wuxian didn’t favor it, he did.

After all, could a poor rule be worse than the crappy one he had?

When he abruptly opened his eyes, Jiang Xinyuan exhaled slowly, with a sudden sense of liberation.

Rule infused, he was born with an illusion of total control over himself.

Perhaps not an illusion, he had just been oppressed for so long.

Then his expression grew peculiar, and the complete rule in his body triggered a subtle premonition — if he continued down the rule’s path, he could reach a new level.

So there really is a path above the Divine Dao Realm.

But what surprised him most wasn’t one thing, but the words spoken by Fifth Brother thousands of years ago.

Originally, the old man hadn’t deceived them; following one’s own path leads to an exit.

“Beyond the Divine Dao Realm is the rule, a path under the complete rule.”

He quickly shared his understanding with the other two, for although Wuxian had brushed against rules, he lacked the wonder of a complete rule in his body.

This kind of perception naturally only came after acquiring the rule.

Wuxian’s expression instantly turned serious, “So, Fifth Brother knew this thousands of years before us…”

“No wonder he was willing to have his cultivation abolished but continue down the Speak-and-Law path.”

Shang Wanfeng had a similarly solemn expression.

The three of them simultaneously recalled their teacher, the Celestial Being who always held the rules.

Some guesses dared not be voiced aloud.

But their glances intersected, and they each understood what the others were thinking.

The Celestial Beings refused to allow cultivators other than themselves to completely control the rules!

At the time, they deceived the Heavenly Dao to give the world’s cultivators a chance, but it was not the Heavenly Dao that denied them the chance; it was the Celestial Beings!