Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?-Chapter 303 - 247: The Unusual Village

"This place won’t do, let’s find another one."

When the layman said this, Han Yu immediately thought of him as a celestial being.

This guy had just escaped from hell and was already thinking of seeking death again.

Especially since he wasn’t just thinking about it; when he said it, he had already pulled out his "Thousand-Year Treasure Mirror" and was flipping through it.

Han Yu’s mouth twitched, he was quite impressed. Are all overseas cultivators this wild?

"Let me have a look at that book of yours."

Han Yu was quite curious about the book in his hands. A millennium ago, the Corpse Refining Lineage buried something here; it must have been done very cautiously and secretly.

Yet someone managed to write about it in a book.

All of a sudden, he was intensely interested in this book.

The layman was rather generous and handed the book over directly. Han Yu took it and flipped through a few pages.

But the more he flipped, the more peculiar his expression became. Finally, when he turned to a page depicting the Divine Brush, he glanced at the layman, then began flipping through the pages even faster.

Sowing Beans into Soldiers...

Han Yu didn’t continue flipping through the remaining pages. Instead, after closing the book, he began to carefully observe the book’s cover. Soon, he looked up with a faint smile at the layman and spoke.

"Was this book expensive when you bought it?"

"Produced by Priceless, it must be a masterpiece. Price isn’t the issue here."

Which means it’s unusually expensive...

The layman clearly hadn’t realized the implications in Han Yu’s words and was still laughing heartily.

Han Yu was done with riddles and lightly scraped off the book’s cover. He didn’t need to remove it all, just a gentle swipe over the Thousand-Year Treasure Mirror part. After the blue cover was peeled away, another layer of blue background was revealed underneath.

The words "Thousand-Year Miscellaneous Discussion" were clearly visible.

"This thing is sold here like a storybook."

Han Yu teased as he spoke.

Pfft~

Coconut was the first to grasp the situation and couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

Then it was Cousin and Yi Xian, both giving the layman a few looks like they were looking at a fool, and finally couldn’t hold back their laughter.

The layman’s face turned dark, and he gritted his teeth. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"When I get back, I’m joining the Gold Killing Team. Bastards, even conning a loyal customer like me."

The others burst into laughter upon hearing this. It seemed the seller had a notorious reputation, and the layman was digging his own grave by repeating this mistake.

"Actually, this book isn’t completely fake."

After laughing along for a while, Han Yu offered some consolation.

Including this Earth Palace, there have already been three verified records from the Thousand-Year Miscellaneous Discussion.

Before, it was just a vague narrative; none of them knew about Sowing Beans into Soldiers or the Divine Brush.

Once Han Yu recounted the story in detail, the group was immediately in awe, especially Cousin. Sowing Beans into Soldiers was one thing, but the Divine Brush seemed to fall into the domain of artifact refining.

Han Yu thought for a moment, then shared about the Celestial Travel Flag and his conversation with Mo Yang.

Cousin was silent for a long time before he finally took a deep breath.

The refining techniques of the Corpse Refining Lineage indeed exceeded his imagination, particularly those ingenious ideas, the combination of divine techniques with magical artifacts.

"My clansman wasn’t wrong. The calculations of several generations of the Mo Family have led to roughly the same conclusion."

Then he seemed a bit defeated, realizing he couldn’t even replicate these things.

The difference in theoretical level was beyond measure.

"I confiscated a Celestial Travel Flag and that Divine Brush, Elder Ling said to take them back for your Mo Family to study, so I gave them."

Han Yu’s words made Cousin’s eyes light up. If he had models to work with, he’d be excited.

In the middle of the night, how could he sit still? He was eager to return to the Divine Strategy Institute immediately.

"Not going to continue treasure hunting?"

The layman hurriedly spoke up. He still wanted to continue the treasure hunt! If everyone left, what treasure could there be?

"What’s the point of hunting for treasure? The little things I have in my room are more interesting than what’s buried. You all come back with me, the Divine Strategy Institute is way more fun than any creepy Earth Palace."

Besides, why would Cousin want to run around with them when he had legendary items like the Divine Brush and a location-transporting flag?

If he could get his hands on these two items, he wouldn’t leave for a year.

"Really?"

Yi Xian and Coconut were tempted. Stories about the Mo Family circulated in the Cultivator Realm, but few ever got the chance to enter the Mo Family’s Divine Strategy Institute.

So it had always been a mystery to outsiders. Now, with Cousin’s invitation, the two were somewhat inclined to go.

"Is it really fun?"

The layman cast a doubtful look at him.

"Of course, you won’t get bored of it even after a month playing inside."

Cousin gave him an exasperated glare.

This made even the layman want to go. The group turned to Han Yu, hoping to pull him along, too.

"I’ll pass, I need to continue roaming around."

The Artifact Spirit was right; pills are his foundation. Who knows when the Yama Hall might pop up to sort him out? It’s critical to quickly improve his strength.

"Then we’ll head off first. I’ll use a Communication Bird to contact you if there’s any progress."

The group seemed quite eager, which wasn’t surprising.

With samples on hand, knowing Cousin’s enthusiastic research character, he’d be itching to start immediately and couldn’t sit still.

Watching them leave on the giant eagle, Han Yu then took off flying east...

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"Is this the place?"

After the giant eagle swiftly descended from the sky, it instantly disassembled, the iron pieces spreading and forming an iron box.

Han Yu quickly wiped over it, and the iron box disappeared instantly.

The Artifact Spirit leapt around in his Sea of Consciousness, incessantly urging him on.

After flying eastward for half a day, this guy’s eyes suddenly looked like they wanted to eat someone, shouting for him to quickly come down.

Han Yu was startled and immediately descended without thinking.

He thought something had happened, but after holding it in for a long time, this guy just said this.

"Wuuu... I found a Divine Power User."

Han Yu’s face turned dark. How desperate was this guy, feeling so wronged to find a Divine Power User.

But on second thought, it seemed that the last Talent Divine Power User was several months ago, and it was Bai Junya that they had dealt with.

Thinking more deeply, this guy probably hadn’t shared in energy for a long time.

Han Yu felt a bit regretful, because as he continued to think, he remembered he still owed this guy thirty-eight years of qi fortune.

Back then, Ling Wuce from White Emperor City brought three cultivators with fortune, five years, six years, and eight years respectively. Little Glass gave all the feedback power to himself, leading to interest rolling in.

He had almost forgotten about it, but now with such a reminder, he remembered.

So he remained silent, but it wasn’t just him who remembered, the Artifact Spirit did too.

"Oh dear, I almost forgot you still owe me thirty-eight years of qi fortune. I almost let you escape the debt."

The Artifact Spirit jumped around in the Sea of Consciousness, this time it absolutely wanted to enjoy it alone.

"The authority is yours now, you must take good care of the bottle, don’t fight with me for it anymore."

As if recalling the unbearable past of exploitation, its small face twisted into a knot.

"Alright, alright, alright!"

Han Yu couldn’t help but laugh and cry, but he still nodded in agreement.

This guy’s greed for energy wasn’t wrong, but last time it gave all the energy to him in one go, it truly helped when needed.

So in situations Han Yu could control, he really couldn’t bring himself to oppress it like the bottle.

Just that...

"In this desolate place, you tell me there are people? Cultivators?"

Han Yu glanced at the vast beach, not to mention people, there wasn’t even a bird.

"Up ahead, up ahead."

The Artifact Spirit seemed very confident, pointing forward and urging.

Though it didn’t dare boast about other things, when it came to qi fortune and Innate Divine Techniques, its sense was absolutely accurate.

Following the direction the Artifact Spirit pointed, proceeding all the way, a dense forest appeared, replacing the beach in front.

"It’s here."

The Artifact Spirit exclaimed repeatedly.

But when Han Yu looked around, he saw absolutely nothing.

After passing through the forest, there was a small hill, and going up it broadened the view.

Surrounded by several mountains, a small village sat in the middle. If not for viewing from a height, it would be hardly noticeable daily.

The village was filled with simple wooden houses, barely counting to a hundred households.

At noon, smoke rose from every wooden house.

As Han Yu entered, the villagers all turned to look at him simultaneously.

"Huh? All these villagers are cultivators."

The Artifact Spirit was a bit surprised, in another place, even a Realm of Transcendence wouldn’t be too surprised.

But an entire small village dedicated to cultivation, that’s interesting.

The people here seemed a bit xenophobic, all casting Han Yu strange looks.

Soon, several strong men carrying farm tools approached. Goodness, turning tools into... no, forging Magical Artifacts into farm tools... this place is truly special.

"Our village doesn’t welcome outsiders, young man. If you’re lost, head west to leave."

A strong man spoke in a buzzing voice.

"This place is strange, everyone has cultivation, yet they all act unlike cultivators, where do they get their resources?"

The Artifact Spirit muttered in the Sea of Consciousness.

"Don’t worry about that now, they don’t welcome us."

Han Yu glanced at the unfriendly villagers and reminded in the Sea of Consciousness.

"They’re all just Junior Cultivators, they can’t do anything to you, what’s there to fear?"

The Artifact Spirit was indifferent, the highest cultivation among these people was Other Shore Realm, the rest were either Divine Bridge Realm or Divine Spring Realm. Did it need teaching?

Of course, it would sweep through the lot.

Han Yu couldn’t help but roll his eyes, then cupped his fists to the men and turned to leave.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Don’t leave!"

The Artifact Spirit was anxious.

"Are you stupid? This is obviously a village. If a confrontation really happens, you can forget using the West River Pill."

Han Yu, walking away, spoke irritably.

The voluntary rules of the West River Pill restricted people tightly, there’s no way to use trickery like ordinary pills. If a sweep happens, you’d end up harming yourself.

"Then don’t actually leave!"

The Artifact Spirit was really anxious, finally encountering a Talent Divine Power User, no way it could let them go.

"Who said I’m leaving."

Han Yu chuckled and suddenly sank into the ground.

Traveling underground, he asked the Artifact Spirit for directions while changing positions.

"Find the person first, then think of a way."

Han Yu planned like this.

"There!"

The Artifact Spirit suddenly spoke, Han Yu stopped and slowly revealed his head.

As soon as he emerged, a snow-white figure appeared before him, two places on Wushan still wet with dew, that figure also stared blankly at him, a pretty face filled with shame, anger, and a strong killing intent...