Chapter 791 - 734: I Seemed to See My Great-Grandmother Slap Me!

Su Xiaoxiao actually wanted to remind Mu Zili that Han Yu still didn’t know where to hide.

If Han Yu was determined to hide from people, he probably wouldn’t be found, right?

However, the old Daoist was a step quicker, and breathed out a burst of energy.

Breath-Attracting Skill!

Unexpectedly, after the energy appeared, it swirled in the main hall for a moment and then flew out.

Did it really work?

Has Han Yu appeared?

"You must keep this matter a secret."

Mu Zili looked up in the direction where the energy flew out, and gave a faint smile. Since he had appeared, finding him would be a breeze.

However, still not fully reassured, he turned back to give a few instructions.

Especially with Chang Gen and the others still there. If the matter leaked out, even he would have no room to maneuver.

After finishing his instructions, Mu Zili did not stay any longer and immediately transformed into multicolored clouds and rushed out to the sky.

"Master, are we causing trouble for our senior brother again?"

Su Xiaoxiao suddenly looked a bit worried, then turned to the old Daoist with a wry smile.

After all, Mu Zili’s expression was unconvincing. It seemed quite serious.

The old Daoist slapped the back of his head, "It’s all because of you, always making your senior brother worry."

Su Xiaoxiao rolled his eyes helplessly, as if among this family of four, he was the only troublesome one.

"What are you looking at? If your senior brother can’t handle it, there’s me."

The old Daoist glared at him, looking ancient and wise.

Su Xiaoxiao didn’t believe the old Daoist had such capabilities. If he did, why would their senior brother have to control things so tightly?

Just as this thought crossed his mind, he was unexpectedly slapped again on the back of his head.

Sea Area!

Quan Xiaotong and others were discussing the next move, like where to migrate next.

Cultivators from the Central Continent needed a stable place to gather strength.

But this place was extremely difficult to find because the strong from Yama Hall could easily locate them by their energy.

This situation was terribly challenging!

It felt like there was no way to heaven and no door to earth.

It truly was suffocating.

"Can’t we wait until Han Yu is found, and then ask him for help?"

A sect leader couldn’t help but speak up, instantly drawing a series of eye rolls.

"You want to burden him with even that? Want to work him to death?"

Someone immediately couldn’t help but retort. The sect leader had wanted to reply, but seeing it was Unparalleled Tower’s Bian Renjie, he promptly shut his mouth.

Bian Renjie couldn’t help but roll his eyes again, feeling some people had no sense at all.

Xia Wuyou suddenly got thoughtful; the hidden reef where Han Yu was stashed seemed pretty good.

Most importantly, if the Spirit Body within Han Yu was willing to help, it indeed might work.

The Central Continent was not afraid to fight, but it truly needed to build strength.

If it could catch up, Xia Wuyou even thought about showing them that Central Continent cultivators could be more belligerent.

Their cultivation environments differed vastly, having never experienced the competitive resource-grabbing atmosphere in the Central Continent.

While he was thinking this, Quan Xiaotong had indeed turned his attention toward the Artifact Spirit.

It wasn’t for their safety; Quan Xiaotong genuinely wanted to try hiding a batch of people.

Take Mo Xiuwen for example, whose importance to the Central Continent was beyond words.

Also, Xiao Yan and the Luo Fen brothers, genius pharmacists with great potential for the future.

Even the batch of prodigies destined for rapid growth needed a secure place to endure for a while.

But their safety was not a major concern.

Each of them was once a powerhouse in the Central Continent; their experience was not inferior to Yama Hall’s cultivators, giving them considerable self-preservation ability.

Unless they’re besieged or encounter a Divine Dao Realm expert.

"I wonder when he’ll wake up."

Ling Wuce sighed casually, then unconsciously glanced at the silly Su Xingxing.

This old fellow hadn’t stopped smiling since yesterday; when Quan Xiaotong brought out that amazingly potent Pill, the old man almost tried to snatch it.

Fortunately, Quan Xiaotong intended to give it to him. Matters involving fate and causality were best suited for them, the divine mystics.

In fact, not only Ling Wuce was looking at Su Xingxing; many others gradually turned their gaze toward him.

Suddenly, Su Xingxing felt uncomfortable under the scrutiny, couldn’t help but click his tongue, "Why are you all looking at me?"

Wang Ye suddenly chuckled, smirking mischievously.

"If you can see causality lines now, why not see when Han Yu will wake up!"

He remembered vividly how this guy almost clawed his face off for a Pill.

The eyes of the group lit up; indeed! There was a ready-made divine mystic here. It would be wasteful not to use him.

So, they began to coax him, and Su Xingxing was eager to find an opportunity to try.

Amidst the urging, he stepped into the center, quietly exhibiting his abilities.

Causality!

Instantly, lines of various thicknesses appeared before Su Xingxing, with those linked to Quan Xiaotong and several from the Nine Sects extending slightly thicker lines in one direction.

It wasn’t just them; similar lines extended from others as well, almost intertwining as they extended outward.

Su Xingxing cautiously reached out to touch; this ability, if not careful, could easily infringe on others’ privacy, making it essentially an offensive power.

He intended to try, withdrawing immediately if it wasn’t right.

As luck would have it, all the causality simultaneously pointed towards Han Yu.

But...

Just as Han Yu’s figure appeared in the sky before Su Xingxing’s eyes for a split second, a massive force suddenly surged toward him.

Smack!

For no apparent reason, Su Xingxing was slapped hard, sent flying through the air, and slid dozens of meters across the deck, almost breaching the barrier and into the sea.

When he finally steadied himself, he coughed up blood profusely.

The group was shocked, hurriedly chasing after, incredulous that just looking if Han Yu was awake could result in such consequences?

Quan Xiaotong was equally puzzled. The side effects mentioned involvement in causality, but not such a rapid manifestation, right?

Could it be backlash?

That would be outrageous, wouldn’t it? Not even looking was allowed?

What exactly did he see?

Cupping his face, Su Xingxing was extremely aggrieved. He hadn’t seen much, just a fleeting glimpse. Why such absurdity?

"Han Yu woke up, flying in the sky?"

Everyone stared intently, still waiting for more.

"That’s it! That’s all I saw."

Su Xingxing said bitterly.

"Really? Just that, and there’s backlash?"

Ling Wuce wore a strange expression. Although he lacked Su Xingxing’s prowess, as a fellow Divination Path practitioner, he refused to believe it was backlash.

It truly wasn’t backlash.

Su Xingxing shook his head; he could tell if it was a backlash.

Especially with that power...

He suddenly wore a complex expression, then said in a baffled tone after inspecting everyone.

"The power was peculiar!"

This was even more mystifying. Curiosity piqued, everyone gathered around, clamoring with questions.

"What do you mean by peculiar?"

Su Xingxing’s expression shifted continuously before he spoke bizarrely.

"You might not believe this..."

"In that instant, it was like my great-grandmother slapped me. But it also felt like my great-grandfather did, or maybe my late master..."

At this, amazement filled everyone; was he mad?

"I told you, you might not believe it. It wasn’t just them; I felt slapped by countless people. Unbelievable, right?"