Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?-Chapter 226 - 194: Aftermath
The surroundings were frighteningly silent, and the sound of pages flipping created a somewhat irritable atmosphere, making the cultivator standing nearby feel a bit apprehensive.
"Che... What does Commander say over there?"
After a while, Quan Xiaotong looked up at the reporting cultivator. Although his expression was calm, he was on the verge of exploding inside.
The Celestial Wave Ferries of five State Prefectures were all destroyed, and there were remnants of corpse refiners causing chaos in three other State Prefectures simultaneously.
Heh! This filthy bunch...
They really got their tails stepped on.
The cultivator dared not delay and immediately clasped his hands in reply.
"Commander said, kill!"
"The Guardian Bureau has already taken action."
Outside, a figure burst in with haste; it was Ling Wuce, who had returned in a rush. With such a major incident, he naturally couldn't stay in White Emperor City.
As the head of the Guardian Bureau, the Inspectorate oversees, and his Spirit Realm Tower also has a Cultivator Institute; the Spirit Realm Tower should also participate in external military affairs.
"Are those bastards crazy?"
Ling Wuce cursed as he entered.
Quan Xiaotong handed him a dossier before speaking slowly.
"They're not crazy, just probably desperate."
Ling Wuce suspiciously unfolded the dossier and flipped through it, feeling surprised.
"The Zuyou Sect has been found!"
It was strange why the opponent's methods were so fierce; it turned out the Guardian Bureau and Inspectorate's trip to the Southern Border truly yielded results.
The Zuyou Sect was unexpectedly hiding in a secluded valley, no wonder they remained unknown and elusive.
"The gains are not substantial; the Zuyou Sect is just a puppet out in the open, doing the dirty work."
Quan Xiaotong shook his head and sighed. Back and forth, both sides had counter-attacks, but ultimately, the Inspectorate suffered a loss.
The destruction of Celestial Wave Crossings in several State Prefectures alone put the advantage in the opponent's hands value-wise.
"What do you plan to do? If you're short of manpower, the Spirit Realm Tower's Cultivator Institute still has some capable cultivators; you can transfer them over first."
After closing the dossier, Ling Wuce furrowed his brows and spoke slowly.
"No need, Che Dapao has taken action."
Quan Xiaotong shook his head. In terms of overall strength, Chongming Tower is the strongest among the Five Towers. This fire was not only kindled on himself, but Che Dapao is the one truly set ablaze.
Such provocation not only damages the face of the Inspectorate but also Che Dapao's.
"By the way, how are things going over in White Emperor City?"
Quan Xiaotong thought of the pill matter and quickly inquired.
Pills...
Ling Wuce's mouth twitched; the effects were truly difficult to describe.
If not mistaken, they should still be en route.
"Why didn't they return together?"
This was something Quan Xiaotong couldn't understand.
Return together?
If they were to wait for those three cultivators who took the Pills, Ling Wuce feared it would be an unknown period before they could return.
The group traveled by Flying Shuttle, but on the return, the shuttle actually malfunctioned, and the three cultivators with terrifyingly darkened foreheads seemed to encounter every possible calamity.
The shuttle broke down halfway, True Essence reversed while flying, and a series of unfortunate events followed one after another.
Later, Ling Wuce simply let the four cultivators accompany the three to return slowly, while he took the lead and returned on his own.
Quan Xiaotong remained silent; the side effects were indeed considerable. If the immense strength gained instantly couldn't be harnessed, what was the point?
"Can it be suppressed?"
This was the most crucial matter.
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"It's impossible to completely suppress!"
Han Yu also asked the Artifact Spirit, but Glass's answer was quite certain.
The depletion of Qi Fortune leads to calamities from the heavens; though not catastrophic, the bad luck is inescapable.
The Imperial Court prospers, and the national fortune is strong, unless the old man has a way to suppress it with national fortune.
"But it's merely treating the symptoms, not the root. Until the bad luck passes, cultivation cannot progress."
The West River Pill was originally designed to give you strength earlier than your expected Qi Fortune, and if you were allowed to further improve, the pill would be truly defying the heavens.
After the proclamation, White Emperor City was damaged, and Ma Mian vanished without a trace, as if evaporating from the world.
Ou Mingdong, busy and frazzled, cursed incessantly, lacking any trace of elegance. These days, the Carefree Fan in his hand was used to slam tables and scold people every day.
Despite his reluctance, his cousin was eventually taken back by the old steward, but before he left, they gathered again to review their old business.
Bai Jingliang was summoned to the Government Office. After everyone discussed, everything was ultimately entrusted to him, putting him in charge of all matters.
During this, Mo Xingzhi, upon hearing Han Yu possesses ten percent of the Inspectorate's Spirit Stone Mine, nearly wanted to devour him alive with his eyes.
"Nephew, want to collaborate?"
This sentence had come out of his mouth to Han Yu more than a few times.
Eventually, Han Yu had to introduce Bai Jingliang again, letting him personally approach Bai Jingliang for further negotiations.
Anyway, his Spirit Stones were directly thrown into the Self-Improvement Sect's Flying Magical Artifact business. By then, the Spirit Stones would be managed by Bai Jingliang, so Mo Xingzhi might as well find Bai Jingliang instead of him.
This left Bai Jingliang stunned; before things began, the foundation was already so vast!
The Bai Family's rise seemed imminent.
Bai Xiangdong wasn't exaggerating; the Heaven-Asking Tower was truly going to commence construction in White Emperor City.
Upon learning this, Ou Mingdong, of course, grumbled again.
However, there's one thing even Bai Xiangdong himself didn't expect. He thought he'd only be expelled after the completion of Heaven-Asking Tower, but as soon as the foundation was laid, he was sent out from the Sect.
"So, are you planning to flee?"
Ou Mingdong stood outside the city gate, behind him a large group of craftsmen busy rebuilding the White Emperor City gate, gradually filling in the enormous pit over a few days.
"If not, I'll stay a few more days."
Han Yu pursed his lips and was about to head towards the city gate. Ou Mingdong immediately panicked, quickly pulling him back.
"No, I'm just being polite, just go do what you need to. Wait until I'm no longer the Guardian to come to White Emperor City."
Ou Mingdong spoke while wiping cold sweat.
This guy absolutely cannot be allowed to enter again; a single Heaven-Asking Tower was already enough to give him headaches in the future.
Unexpectedly, Han Yu became the current object of his headaches.
This guy was like a folk doctor generously offering medicine, wandering outside his Guardian Mansion daily to give cultivators pills.
Somehow, two pills really did get out.
One made a burly man with a bushy beard speak in a crisp child's voice...
Another made a frail, seventy-year-old cultivator strip off his top and display muscles brimming with power...
But without exception, these individuals all received corresponding benefits, instantly spreading Han Yu's reputation throughout White Emperor City.
Now, many cultivators lingering here occasionally got the idea to wait outside the Government Office, and the crowd soon gathered to watch the excitement.
If this continued, Ou Mingdong would be driven insane by this crowd of cultivators before the Heaven-Asking Tower even rose.
"Go! Leave! With such major events happening in White Emperor City, my master might also bring people to check it out. If you happen to run into him, I have no idea if you'll have trouble, but I'm sure I'll get a beating."
Ou Mingdong spoke with a bitter face.
