"Can you not leave?"

Ling Wuce asked this question with a nervous expression.

Damn it, leaving a soul fragment here and wanting to walk away just like that, what a scam.

Han Yu glanced back helplessly, "This thing has been destroyed by me, you’re afraid of it?"

Aren’t you being too timid!

The soul fragment at this moment is far from being a threat to him. Even if he left it here to roam around, it wouldn’t be lost.

The flaw of the Spiritual Treasure body is that after being crippled by Han Yu, it lost the power to control, unable to move even if it wanted to.

Ling Wuce smiled wryly. Was he afraid of the soul fragment? He was afraid of its possible accomplices popping out later and wiping him out!

The point is, Han Yu wasn’t planning to waste time here with him!

This made things tough for Ling Wuce, who stubbornly tried to persuade him to stay.

Fortunately, the response from the Inspectorate came very quickly, and once Ling Wuce received the Flying Messenger Bird, he beamed with joy.

"Don’t go, Quan wants to have a chat with you."

"Not chatting, I’m busy."

Han Yu turned to leave, but Ling Wuce quickly spoke up, "He said he brought thirty years’ worth of fine wine, saving you a trip later."

His steps naturally backtracked as he showed a bright smile, warmly putting an arm around the other’s shoulder.

"How could I be comfortable leaving you alone here? Nowadays, the Cultivator Realm doesn’t understand respecting the old and loving the young. What if some reckless youth rushes at you? I’ll keep you company."

Damn, this face changes faster than a dog’s.

Ling Wuce’s expression turned strange, silently cursing.

He was sure Han Yu stayed purely for the so-called fine wine.

"It’s not for the wine that I’m staying, but because of our relationship, I can’t leave you alone with the soul fragment."

Han Yu’s smile was sincere, but Ling Wuce’s forced smile was wearing out his face.

Giving it away, isn’t it!

The response from the Inspectorate was incredibly fast.

In just half a day, a Celestial Wave Crossing was steadily hovering over the two of them, and hundreds of figures quietly descended, all of them were Divine Gaze Realm cultivators.

"Why does Quan have such a bigger entourage compared to you?"

Han Yu glanced up a few times, teasing the person beside him.

This level of cultivators meant little to him, but in the Cultivator Realm, they represented a considerable force, indeed quite a spectacle.

Ling Wuce’s face turned dark. He indeed rarely traveled with more than a handful, hardly reaching a hundred, and even then, only on missions, which seemed quite shabby in comparison.

Until the last two figures descended, did the Celestial Wave Crossing find a spot to fly away.

Che Dapao wasn’t unfamiliar to Han Yu, having already met in Dongling City.

But the gray-robed old scholar beside him caught his eye for a few extra moments.

Since they mentioned coming, anyone who could stand beside Che Dapao needed no guessing of their identity.

While he stared at the other party, Quan Xiaotong was also sizing him up.

Too young, Han Yu was far younger than he imagined.

Just as rumors said, there were no traces of cultivation visible. With such a young person standing there, who would believe he was already a top expert.

What was he doing at this age?

Still messing around in the barracks, sneaking out with Che Dapao for drinks under cover of night...

"Doesn’t look like a clever face!"

The Artifact Spirit in the Sea of Consciousness mumbled, realizing its previous high expectations were unmet, seeing only a normal appearance!

Even if he didn’t have three heads and six arms, at least having huge bright eyes to admire would be something!

"Although it’s our first meeting, I’m not unfamiliar with you."

Quan Xiaotong’s laughter was quite hearty, not resembling a sly old fox at all.

Han Yu grinned, letting out a few hollow laughs, his eyes involuntarily scanning the group behind his conversation partner.

With the Artifact Spirit’s help, he knew they were all Qi Fortune Cultivators.

Indeed, he brought the "fine wine."

Han Yu, not meaning his words, repeatedly spoke, "Pleasure to meet you, pleasure to meet you."

While already discussing with the Artifact Spirit in his Sea of Consciousness.

"How to divide it?"

Upon hearing this, the Artifact Spirit seemed shocked as if hearing something unbelievable, asking back, "What do you mean by how to divide?"

Han Yu asked impatiently again, "I meant, how do we split the Qi Fortune?"

The Artifact Spirit scoffed, rolling its eyes, "Didn’t I just tell you, what do you mean by how to divide!"

"I’m keeping it all for myself! You owe me so much qi fortune, aren’t you gonna pay it back?"

"Believe it or not, I can recalculate your interest, make it compound, so you’ll be paying it until the day you die."

Han Yu was momentarily stunned, he really had "accidentally" forgotten about it again.

"Alright!"

On this matter, Han Yu agreed quite straightforwardly.

Quan Xiaotong wasn’t blind. Seeing Han Yu sneakily eyeing behind him, he didn’t even need to guess what the guy was thinking about.

"Han Yu, let’s find a place to chat for a bit."

Saying this, he gave a look to the others, then led eight cultivators several miles away.

Han Yu cheerfully hurried after them, thinking he’d finally get his reward.

Watching their retreating backs, Ling Wuce was very curious, "What mysterious things could those two be talking about?"

Che Dapao rubbed the stubble on his chin, saying nothing. Quan Xiaotong had already instructed when they came that he wanted to talk to Han Yu alone, but refused to say about what.

In the wilds around, the vastness stretched endlessly.

It was very odd why Quan Xiaotong chose this place. When Han Yu arrived, Quan Xiaotong was grinning broadly, waiting at the spot.

"It’s nice and quiet here, do whatever you need to do." 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

After saying that, he waved his hand, and the eight cultivators lined up excitedly, as if they already knew what was about to happen.

Han Yu nodded and eagerly stepped forward, but found himself having some trouble during the pill refinement.

"This batch is really low-quality, three, four, five, six, two of each."

The artifact spirit had a displeased expression, having been fed fancy meals, this meager fare was a bit hard to swallow.

As if counting with its fingers, it suddenly beamed with joy.

"We got six more years of qi fortune! Are these fools not good at math? We really scored!"

Saying that, any earlier grievances vanished like smoke, as the prospect of gain meant it could be quite patient.

Han Yu’s lips twitched slightly; he couldn’t believe that a huge inspectorate couldn’t find someone worse at math than an artifact spirit.

"Shut up, I’m making a silent fortune here."

The artifact spirit sternly reprimanded, then rubbed its hands and breathed on the bottle.

After three pills were spat out of the bottle, the artifact spirit hurriedly instructed in the sea of consciousness.

"First give those two the six-year ones, and the remaining one to the one on the left with the five-year one, I like the way his eyes look hungry, give it to him first."

With that, the three pills were allocated.

Indeed, it conformed to its usual style, always opting for the bigger bite first.

"What about the rest?"

Han Yu sulked internally, this time there were too many people to feed all at once.

"Let them wait till tomorrow, if not tomorrow, then the day after."

The artifact spirit impatiently waved its hand and hastily urged again.

Han Yu pulled out the pills, distributed to three people, and told the remaining ones, "Come back tomorrow."

Those who got the pills were naturally overjoyed, while the other five who didn’t were visibly disappointed.

At this time, a slight smile edged across Quan Xiaotong’s lips, and he abruptly interjected in a gruff voice.

"I’ll hold onto the pills for you, I have important matters to discuss now, so please retreat."

After they left, Quan Xiaotong finally spoke with a smile, "So, you can only give out three West River Pills a day, right?"

Han Yu’s face changed, then turned peculiar.

Jeez, is this jerk full of cunning or what?

"This is what you call unremarkable?"

Han Yu could bet that nine times out of ten, this was some deliberate setup.

This guy was constantly probing, always finding ways to verify his guesses in various ways.

Now, the foundation of the West River Pill had been explored, whether he delved deeper was unknown.

"Don’t mind me, I just want to place a big bet on you, the more I know, the more secure I feel."

Quan Xiaotong, fearing Han Yu might misunderstand, hurriedly explained.

Then he smiled again, "The extra six years were given to you specially."

Han Yu’s expression remained peculiar, the secret of qi fortune had already been probed several times, adding West River Pill to the mix was no big deal.

However, he was quite curious about the so-called big bet.

"What do I have that’s worth betting on?"