Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?-Chapter 214 - 182: Seven Emotions and Six Desires Pill
The doors of the world’s number one gambling house opened as usual, with an equally considerable gathering of cultivators.
In recent days, Boss Ma’s fame in White Emperor City had spread far and wide. Now, which cultivator visiting the place didn’t know about the boss proficient in gambling, willing to bet on anything and everything?
However, today, it seemed that most were here for the spectacle, and very few were bold enough to gamble.
On that row of Eight Immortals Tables, there were only a few unremarkable magical artifacts, with the previous Jade Turtle placed beside them. Ma Zhou glanced at the spectators and slowly spoke.
"Is there any fellow Daoist who wishes to have a go? If not, we’ll call it a day."
Many new cultivators found it intriguing, realizing there truly was such a casual boss, more interesting than the rumors suggested.
Though it was intriguing, no one dared to step up to the challenge. Just as Ma Zhou was about to pack up the magical artifacts, a faint laugh came from outside.
"How about I give it a try?"
Pushing through the crowd, Han Yu and his cousin approached the Eight Immortals Table.
Ma Zhou’s eyes swept over them, and when he saw the cousin, a flicker of doubt appeared in his eyes, quickly concealed, as he spoke loudly.
"Who wishes to gamble?"
Han Yu stepped forward half a step, resting his hands on the table and smiling, "Naturally, it’s me."
After looking at him for a moment, Ma Zhou, seeming unimpressed and not recognizing him as Mo Family’s disciple, slowly spoke.
"The rules..."
Han Yu interrupted with a chuckle, "Let’s just begin!"
Ma Zhou gently patted the table, signaling, and a palm-sized small sword was placed on it. This had been a contribution from Bai Bufen after looting a cultivator in the past.
With a bet in place, Ma Zhou immediately spoke, "You’re the guest, so set the topic. You decide what to bet on."
"Eating pills!"
"You and I will bet on whether we dare to consume each other’s pills."
Han Yu’s words were firm, leading to a commotion.
"Betting with lives again!"
A cultivator couldn’t help but exclaim. Just yesterday, such a thrill occurred, and now it was going to happen again?
Ma Zhou glanced at Han Yu a few more times, a smirk tugging at his lips.
This sort of bet was the same as gifting him a magical artifact.
Han Yu shook his head, speaking.
"It’s not a life bet; my pills won’t kill. On the contrary, they’re quite nourishing. It just depends on whether you’re brave enough to take them, of course. You can also produce other pills to see if I’m willing to take them."
Upon hearing this, Ma Zhou took out yesterday’s porcelain bottle once again. A sharp-eyed cultivator couldn’t help but speak up, "Gu Insect? This isn’t a life bet; it’s about pills, so your approach isn’t reasonable."
Han Yu, however, casually shook his head and laughed, "That’s fine too, after all, the bet is on whether one dares to eat it."
His words left everyone present astonished—was his supplement that formidable? Was he so confident to compete with someone else’s poisonous creature?
"You’re the guest, I’ll go first, bring the pill."
Unexpectedly, Ma Zhou appeared even more confident, reaching out his hand to ask for the pill.
In Han Yu’s Sea of Consciousness, two pills simultaneously swirled within.
Seven Emotions Pill: Upon consumption, the user’s Sea of Consciousness space doubles. Side effects: emotional chaos, magnifying sensory emotions, losing control of feelings.
The other was freshly made today, coincidentally complementing the former perfectly.
Six Desires Pill: Upon consumption, doubles divine power energy. Side effects: entangled by the six desires, amplifying the senses of sight, sound, smell, taste, touch, and law.
In a brief moment, Han Yu took out the Seven Emotions Pill from his bosom. The crowd saw it was just one pill and rushed to remind him.
"Youngster, just one might not be enough to intimidate the boss."
Yesterday, that cultivator at least took out a whole bottle and still couldn’t intimidate the opponent; today it’s only one, would it suffice?
Han Yu merely chuckled, "There’s no more, just one will do."
Ma Zhou, focusing intently on the pill, moved his hand to capture it autonomously.
Then, without hesitation, he directly sent the pill into his mouth.
"Here it comes again, this energy, this guy is a habitual cheater,"
The Artifact Spirit in the Sea of Consciousness suddenly called out.
Han Yu watched with a faint smile as Ma Zhou, after swallowing the pill, was about to use his divine power energy to remove it.
But before the energy could cover the pill, he was horrified to find that the pill was gone!
It vanished, just like that!
Then he felt a warm current flowing into his brain, and his whole mind became clearer.
It truly was a supplement!
The group of cultivators, holding their breath to see Ma Zhou’s reaction, watched him exuberantly speak up.
"Indeed, it’s a tonic, feels better than ever! Do you dare to try mine?"
Ma Zhou’s face was filled with an unusual joy, and he seemed to be getting excited.
"What is this? Giving away a magical artifact for free is one thing, but really gifting someone a tonic."
Among the crowd watching, many cultivators looked at Han Yu as if he were a fool.
Now it’s Han Yu’s turn to eat this Gu insect.
Ma Zhou suddenly spoke up, "This Gu insect has a peculiar little name. Many people call it the Heart-devouring Worm. Fellow Daoist, you’d better think it through."
The sound of people gasping could be heard all around, and the crowd surrounding Han Yu immediately stepped back a few paces, afraid of unforeseen calamities.
Even his cousin’s expression changed as he grabbed Han Yu and shook his head vigorously.
This isn’t a peculiar little name, its infamous nature is...
Actually, the one who invented this must have been a lunatic. It cost so much and wasted so much effort, it’s better to refine more poison pills instead of this thing.
That’s why that lunatic simply made the production process public, screwing over cultivators for the next century.
Although the Heart-devouring Worm is way more expensive than a poison pill, later cultivators discovered it had a hidden advantage: no cure!
Once the Heart-devouring Worm enters the body, it heads straight for the heart meridian, and it’s impossible to save the victim.
So in the decades that followed, the Heart-devouring Worm became the top choice for assassinating cultivators.
"Damn, that brute yesterday really lucked out in saving his life."
A cultivator couldn’t help but speak up, remembering how that guy was laughed at and fled in panic, now thinking if he had really eaten it, he’d be dead.
"Hell!"
Suddenly, someone couldn’t help but swear out loud. By the Eight Immortals table, in front of everyone’s eyes, Han Yu gently opened the porcelain bottle.
Then he tipped the porcelain bottle into his mouth, his posture surprisingly mirroring that of Boss Ma yesterday!
The entire gambling house was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Everyone was waiting to see Han Yu’s reaction, even Ma Zhou was staring intently.
A moment later, Han Yu’s face grew increasingly grim, and even his cousin’s face showed growing concern.
"Truly life-threatening!"
Han Yu suddenly spoke, startling the crowd of cultivators.
But his next words were enough to shock everyone, as he smacked his lips and continued,
"It’s too fishy. If I had known, I would’ve paired it with some cooking wine to get rid of the taste."
He was speaking the truth. Once the Gu insect was in his mouth, an incredibly fishy taste shot up to his brain, and he nearly couldn’t resist spitting it out.
Otherwise, his face wouldn’t have looked so bad at first.
Once the Gu insect entered his stomach, trying to bite through to the heart meridian, it couldn’t penetrate Han Yu’s intestines.
Instead, after some stomach rumbling, the Gu insect simply died.
This terrifying Heart-devouring Worm couldn’t even make a ripple inside Han Yu before it was gone...
Ma Zhou’s face was one of shock, his once incredulous expression flipping back and forth between anger and fear.
"Let’s go again!"
This time, Han Yu pulled out a Six Desires Pill, and without waiting, he gently tossed it towards Ma Zhou.
Ma Zhou caught it with a slight hesitation.
"Don’t worry, it’s still a tonic, you won’t die from it."
Han Yu chuckled softly.
Is he holding back?
"Young man, the other party threw the Heart-devouring Worm for you to eat, why are you still taking a tonic? Use poison, don’t be polite!"
A spectator couldn’t stand it anymore and spoke up for Han Yu.
But Han Yu just shook his head, looking at Ma Zhou with a hint of a smile.
And there was already a look of hesitation in Ma Zhou’s eyes...
