Chapter 820 - 763: Give Me a Little More Time

Han Yu was already dumbfounded!

He really was just bluffing Chen Xixi, just saying it offhandedly.

But somehow, everyone seemed to take it seriously, not only believing it, but actually starting research on it.

To the point where he, as the person involved, couldn’t even get a word in.

He exchanged glances with the Artifact Spirit in his Sea of Consciousness, and suddenly, the Artifact Spirit spoke oddly.

"Do you think, at this rate, it will foster a habit in cultivators to long for being struck by lightning in the future?"

Just imagine every cultivator breaking through the divine platform charging at the Tribulation Thunder with enthusiasm; such a scene is just too beautiful to watch.

The key point is, the Artifact Spirit wasn’t just saying it; it seems extremely likely to happen.

You must know, those who can be here now are the top cultivators of the Central Continent, representing the Cultivator Realm of the Central Continent.

Their every decision will likely even influence the future Cultivator Realm.

If they really go ahead with it, future cultivators might really suffer hard.

And it seems this group from the Central Continent already has a rough plan formed, with Chen Xixi naturally getting involved.

It must be said that her previous body cultivation set really taught this group from the Central Continent a lesson, causing them to look at her much more kindly.

After everything was finalized, both sides were satisfied, just waiting to apply it the next time a cultivator breaks through the divine platform.

Han Yu finally had the chance to speak, and this time he returned not only to assure safety but also with two pills accumulated.

Upon hearing there were pills, the cultivators of the Central Continent hurriedly gathered around, especially those Sect Leaders and Elders who hadn’t taken the pills yet.

Before, there was the worry of nowhere to dump the pills; now, Han Yu’s pills are in short supply, too many need power during such a chaotic world.

Now they don’t even feel comfortable with pills without some side effects.

Divine Spring Demon Seed Pill: After consumption, the user will nourish a Heart Demon Dharma Aspect in the Divine Spring, feeding on Spiritual Power, immortal and indestructible, able to resurrect in the Divine Spring after demise. Side effect: Monthly Heart Demon rampage, requiring the host to forcibly suppress it, failure leads to self becoming demon fodder. Brand: Dominator of Demons, ultimately becoming a demon!

This is almost regarded as a type of pill that develops a Dharma Aspect, but the side effects are equally terrifying. A Heart Demon rampage once a month, there’s no room for mistakes.

Just one mistake, and the person is gone, just like that line at the end.

There will always be one failure.

Sweet Dream Pill: After consumption, the user gains the ability to enter dreams, able to lure others into self-woven dream realms for slaughter. Side effect: Unable to face reality directly, seen reality will appear in a distorted form and interfere, unable to kill enemies within the dream realm also cannot escape it. Brand: Dream Controller, also devoured by the dream!

Now Ping’s pills seem to be getting more ruthless, almost leaving no room for survival.

If these pills appeared at the start, Han Yu would have been backfired to death.

Such terrifying, nearly path-ending pills, besides cultivators with no retreat, who the heck dare to take them!

"Great pill!"

Many cultivators in the crowd spoke out, but it sounded particularly piercing.

This is a group of people with no retreat.

Chen Xixi also had a strange expression; she thought her disciple was making a fuss when the commoner repeatedly emphasized.

The strange pills made by those two odd pharmacists couldn’t kill themselves, let alone the trivial pills of Central Continent.

But now she dares not think so, because these two, she... dare not take.

She is reckless, but not stupid, the value of these two things is indeed high.

Incredibly absurd, almost possibly leading to Ascension in One Step, saving the cultivator hundreds of years of painstaking cultivation results.

And the first one, should it be granting the ability of a Dharma Aspect?

She couldn’t help but look at Han Yu with astonishment, how did he come up with such terrifying pills.

Now, she is even more curious about Han Yu!

Han Yu felt extremely uncomfortable being stared at, subconsciously shivered, and directly threw the pill to Quan Xiaotong; anyway, this group of people already knew the process, let them handle it themselves!

Now when it comes to that voluntary pill consumption routine, he’s a bit tired of it.

Seeing Han Yu running away, Chen Xixi couldn’t help but chase after him...

...

"Your complexion doesn’t look good lately?"

Mo Xiuwen was the first to notice Yi Xian’s change, besides Coconut, in fact, he started wondering since coming back from overseas.

Because Yi Xian wasn’t as cheerful as before, seemingly hiding worries everywhere.

Mo Xiuwen couldn’t possibly not notice such a big change.

And Yi Xian seemed to seek him out specifically avoiding others.

Yi Xian forced a smile, but didn’t realize it looked worse than crying.

He was just talking to himself as if, muttering beside.

"Our Self-Improvement Sect was just a makeshift group at first, Coconut and I just met outside a city at the Northern Border, everything seemed so casual."

Mo Xiuwen grinned at these words, the establishment of this Loose Cultivator Sect was indeed quite an interesting process.

Nothing more than a group of bored youngsters wanting to find people to have some fun together and so created this.

The process was simple and straightforward, just arbitrarily naming it to start.

Yi Xian continued to speak with a smile, "I just never thought you would be the famous Young Master of the Mo Family, You Li would be the Saintess of the Nanli Sword Studio, that mundane guy, you know? His master seemed not simple too."

Of course, what might surprise people the most is probably Han Yu!

Yi Xian never imagined that the person he met in that rundown inn would reach such heights today.

He joked, "If it weren’t for this incident, would our Self-Improvement Sect, backed by the Pharmacist, accidentally become the number one Sect in the Cultivator Realm?"

Mo Xiuwen thought about it; it seemed possible. With Han Yu’s current prowess, he alone could support a whole Sect.

If it weren’t for the appearance of Yama Hall and the Celestial Dao Sect, their whimsical Self-Improvement Sect might indeed become famous across the Cultivator Realm.

Yi Xian laughed, but then suddenly stopped laughing and inexplicably sighed, "May I ask you all for a favor?"

Mo Xiuwen suddenly turned solemn, showing some displeasure.

"Our Self-Improvement Sect shouldn’t need such words; just say whatever you have on your mind. If I can handle it, I will; if not, I’ll have the Pharmacist handle it."

Yi Xian was silent for a moment, then quietly cupped his hands in salute, almost shocking Mo Xiuwen enough to draw his Iron Umbrella and start hitting.

"Commoner, it’s not funny!"

Mo Xiuwen’s face turned steely. Though joking was normal, this kind of joke was just too much.

But after Yi Xian completed his bow and stood up, he took a deep breath with a bitter smile, "I’m not a commoner; don’t blame him, he’s not like that."

After the bitter smile, he slowly spoke, "If one day, something happens to me, can you help look after Coconut on account of these bonds? She is just an ordinary Loose Cultivator, I fear..."

His words weren’t finished when Mo Xiuwen cupped his hands and bowed deeply.

"Returning your courtesy, Coconut likes you; you care for her, and you’re not allowed to have anything happen."

Yi Xian, with a distressed look, stepped forward and pulled Mo Xiuwen’s hand away, declaring seriously, "Cousin, I’m not joking. I feel something might happen to me."

Mo Xiuwen couldn’t stand to hear it, feeling some annoyance.

"Both of you stay here peacefully. Nothing will happen. The Pharmacist and I will definitely protect you."

Yi Xian, however, remained unfazed, constantly mumbling.

"Promise me, promise me."

Mo Xiuwen could only helplessly pat his shoulder, pulling him close, and spoke solemnly.

"I promise you, but you all stay here safely. You have to trust the Pharmacist."

Yi Xian nodded with difficulty, smiling bitterly.

"By the way, where’s Coconut?"

Mo Xiuwen suddenly asked.

"She went next door to find You Li."

While speaking, Yi Xian couldn’t help but look to the right, where another Celestial Wave Crossing faced the planks of the ship.

"You Li, promise me!"

At this moment, Coconut clung to You Li, sobbing uncontrollably, crying for a long time before her small shoulders began to twitch. When she lifted her face, her little face was already covered in tears.

She struggled to hold back her quiet sobs, slowly spoke.

"You are the Saintess of Nanli Sword Studio, cousin is the Young Master of the Mo Family, and the Pharmacist is so powerful now. If I’m not here someday, can you help look after him?"

Listening to this, You Li inexplicably started crying too, holding Coconut and constantly comforting her.

"What is wrong with you?"

Coconut’s face showed fear, her eyes filled with terror.

"I...I feel like something might happen to me."

The sixth sense of a woman, combined with the intuition of a Cultivator.

Or perhaps the sixth intuition of a Female Cultivator.

Unexplainable, but this shadow has loomed over her ever since she returned from overseas.

Actually, not just Yi Xian is in low spirits, but so is she!

Guided by emotion more than reason, You Li couldn’t find more comforting words, only joining in crying.

And Coconut, as if in a dream, kept yearning.

"Please look after him, look after him, will you?"

"Alright, but don’t overthink. Stay here peacefully, and I can protect you."

You Li cried while choking.

On the other side, Mo Xiuwen’s expression turned somber, as if he saw something different in Yi Xian, but couldn’t pinpoint what it was.

"You...what is wrong with you? You’re not the Yi Xian I know."

Yi Xian took a deep breath, forcing a smile.

"I have always been Yi Xian, and will be in the future."

"What I just said, don’t tell Coconut."

Watching Yi Xian leave dejectedly, Mo Xiuwen suddenly felt uneasy, as if that back shadow was drifting away from them.

When Yi Xian exited from Mo Xiuwen, he happened to see Coconut flying back with her head lowered.

When their eyes met, Yi Xian wanted to see the other’s face, but Coconut fled inside as if escaping.

The two brushed past each other, Yi Xian stunned for a moment, then inexplicably fell into a state of distraction.

When he came back to his senses, he slowly lifted his hands, eyes hollow, his hands gradually glowing.

"Please give me more time, so I can spend a little longer with her, will you..."