The so-called Divine Appraisal, exclusively possesses a palace.

Beyond the palace doors lies a small enchanted world, with pavilions, terraces, and towers densely packed, surrounded by lush greenery.

Cultivators continuously come and go from various small halls, except for one particular hall which is utterly deserted.

That is precisely the area Su Xiaoxiao is responsible for.

The Divine Appraisal oversees the cultivators within the small world, while Su Xiaoxiao’s area specifically deals with the outer sect people of the Endless Sea Domain.

It can be considered an extremely leisurely and comfortable position, merely staying inside on a daily basis, occasionally listening to Wang Xingzhi and others reporting their greetings.

This is a stark contrast to the busy cultivators in other places.

It was originally a position painstakingly arranged by Mu Zili for Su Xiaoxiao.

His own junior brother is not reliable, putting him in such a position allows him some peace of mind.

But despite the comfort of the position, it is equally important.

Just like the recent actions of the Yama Hall, theoretically Su Xiaoxiao should seek instructions before acting, allowing the sect to make the decisions before proceeding.

Instead of acting impulsively, leading her subordinates to attack, now things have gotten out of hand without any backup, several people from that small hall were also taken away.

This matter can be big or small; if Tribulation Thunder hadn’t also blocked their opponent, indirectly spoiling their plans, Mu Zili truly wouldn’t know how to save them.

If something truly happened, at the very least Su Xiaoxiao would face disciplinary actions from the sect.

From this, it can be seen that Mu Zili’s influence in saving people is increasing.

He first approached Han Yu to understand the situation from this so-called outsider, then contacted Su Xiaoxiao to confirm again.

Only after confirming that Su Xiaoxiao could clean up the mess did he start reporting upwards.

Therefore, Han Yu seems to somewhat understand why Su Xiaoxiao immediately asked him to find Mu Zili.

Probably only this person would be willing to save him.

It seems being number two is not so easy, Han Yu just looks at the old Daoist’s ways and the things Mu Zili does for Su Xiaoxiao.

"I have a feeling of being offended, just say what’s on your mind."

Mu Zili looked up, staring straight at Han Yu, making him feel a chill.

The disparity in their strength is too vast, just the aura alone is enough to make Han Yu extremely uncomfortable.

"Well, I just think that senior isn’t having it easy."

Mu Zili’s expression turned peculiar, a small native thinks he isn’t having it easy, is this a joke?

"Oh! Why do you think I’m not having it easy?"

Han Yu coughed a few times, concisely said, "There are elders above and young ones below."

Mu Zili paused for a moment, pondered a bit before almost slapping his leg in agreement.

Is this a saying from Central Continent?

This damned feeling of fittingness aside, there’s a strange sense of touching, what’s going on.

This small native actually understands me?

Han Yu naturally understands him, after all, the Ping in his Sea of Consciousness is still busy spewing stones out, with the Artifact Spirit vigorously tossing in Inquiry Stones one after another.

The scene is quite lively, although he can’t see the scene within the mist, hearing the cheerful voice of the Artifact Spirit, Han Yu somewhat imagines the scene.

If anyone can give him fifty Inquiry Stones, he might even barely empathize.

Standing outside the small hall, Mu Zili suddenly appeared hesitant, not seeing his deceased master all day, not knowing what mischief the old man is plotting.

He still feels uneasy, there are already twenty Divine Platform Realm Entering the Dao cultivators behind him, truly one of Celestial Dao Sect’s rare big operations.

Mu Zili waved his hand, instructing everyone, "This time going to the lower bounds, firstly to solve the Tribulation Thunder issue, secondly staying in the Endless Sea Domain awaiting orders, closely monitoring all actions of Yama Hall."

"Thirdly, convey my words, tell Su Xiaoxiao to return to me."

After giving these instructions, Mu Zili hurriedly left, feeling the need to find the old man, so as not to suddenly go crazy and run down one day!

Han Yu followed the group into the small hall, glancing over the arrangement within, and felt internally frustrated.

Which genius designed this, digging a well inside the hall?

Among the twenty cultivators, one stepped forward, lightly pointed at the well mouth, a shimmer appeared, followed by a radiant glow from the well, a rainbow light shot up, instantly the hall filled with sparkling arrays.

"Go!"

A cultivator leapt first into the well, followed by others entering one after another.

Jumping into a well? This abstract way of descending to the lower realms...

Han Yu was full of speechlessness, next moment a cultivator pushed him, shoving him directly into the well.

Amidst the rainbow light, he strangely felt a sense of separation enveloping him, and this feeling grew stronger and stronger.

Closely followed by a dizzy spell, as if heaven and earth were displaced, until a ray of white light shone brightly.

He was already within the familiar enchanted world palace.

Utterly amazing, the well could directly connect from the small world to here.

Even more surprising for him was there was an additional person in the palace.

The extra person even cheerfully greeted Han Yu.

"What took you so long, been waiting for you for ages."

Han Yu’s expression turned extremely odd, but the twenty cultivators behind him already turned pale...

...

Mu Zili used many means, even the Tracking Technique, but couldn’t find a trace of the old Daoist.

Especially the Tracking Technique, originally a magic meant to search for one’s own people, a strand of one’s own aura is sent to those closest or those bonded with oneself.

But every time he projected his aura, it either dispersed on the spot or just circled in place.

There could only be three results.

Either the person he was looking for is dead.

Or the person is shielded.

Or... the person is no longer in this realm.

The first is almost impossible; in this small realm, how could there be danger?

The second possibility exists, but it’s not likely.

Unless the old man decided to randomly turn on privacy mode again.

The third possibility is the most bothersome; if they’re not in the small realm, doesn’t that mean...

Recalling the strange actions of the old Daoist, Mu Zili regretted it immensely because he had provided the old man with the idea.

If it weren’t for his offhand comment, none of this would have happened.

Thinking about it makes him even more upset.

He instinctively wanted to head toward the Divine Judgement Pavilion but soon stopped.

Mu Zili regrettably recalled that his master simply wouldn’t listen to him.

Even if he personally went to the Divine Judgement Pavilion to contact the lower realm, the most likely outcome is that the old Daoist would read the message without replying.

With the old Daoist’s way of doing things, even if he sensed the old Daoist was over there, he would certainly pretend not to be.

Rather than adding to his own frustrations, it’s better to...

In the small Heavenly Abode’s great hall, a stranger’s voice came and went in haste.

Like briefly passing by, it conveyed Mu Zili’s message and left.

"Do not delve deeply into the Central Continent’s mire. If something happens, call me to fish you out."

Just sixteen simple words, yet they hinted at profound sorrow.

What left Han Yu dumbfounded was that Su Xiaoxiao and the old Daoist even bet on this matter beforehand.

The old Daoist bet that Mu Zili would send someone with a message.

Su Xiaoxiao, however, bet that his senior brother would come and curse someone himself.

Oh my, do you two really not feel any guilt?

One tricks his disciple; the other tricks his brother.

To have such a master and disciple pair, must be tiring; Han Yu truly felt sympathetic for the elder Mu Zili.

They supposedly lived quite long, pitiful if you think about how much they’ve worried over the years.

The faces of the people in the great hall were extremely peculiar, first because they never imagined the famous Daoist Chu would come here personally.

Secondly, the rumor became reality, it turns out the tale that Elder Mu worries himself sick for his sect is true.

Among them, the expressions of the twenty cultivators in the Entering the Dao Realm were the strangest, with a hint of bitterness.

As Mu Zili’s team, how could they not catch the implications?

It means they not only need to keep a close watch on Yama Hall’s movements but also on Daoist Chu’s actions.

In fact, that’s spot on, Mu Zili’s remark was indeed for his subordinates; if Daoist Chu would listen to him, it would be truly bizarre.

The old Daoist waved his hand impatiently.

"Stop with the long faces; I know this place better than you, I was among the first batch of people to come here."

The old Daoist’s words were quite shocking, everyone in the hall responded solemnly.

The most surprised was Su Xiaoxiao because even he didn’t know about this.

"Old man, why have you never mentioned this?"

Su Xiaoxiao’s curiosity couldn’t remain hidden; he immediately became intrigued.

"It’s mainly because the matter was trivial and unimportant, just doing some odd jobs."

The old Daoist coughed awkwardly, looking slightly uneasy.

The subsequent words may seem minor, but they were extremely cryptic.

With no more words, came the primary purpose of this group’s visit.

Twenty cultivators of the Entering the Dao Realm acted simultaneously, various bottles flew out from their bodies, floating in the air before turning upside down, releasing a gentle stream.

The water seemed both real and dreamlike, with a single glance Han Yu immediately recognized it.

They brought the water from the Celestial River!

Streams of water flowed down onto the heads of those cultivators.

No matter their level of cultivation, from Su Xiaoxiao at the top to Wang Xingzhi, these cultivators shuddered.

The corrosiveness of Celestial River water affects the flesh of cultivators in certain aspects even if it requires prolonged exposure for harm, it still stung painfully for a brief moment.

Not everyone is like Han Yu whose body can swim carelessly in the Celestial River.

Wisps of red tribulation qi slowly rose from the bodies of everyone, the effect was equally significant.

The old Daoist contemplated, then with a wave of his hand, used an item as a medium to absorb the tribulation qi into it.

After completing this, he glanced at those enjoying the shower, seemingly dissatisfied with the pace, waved his hand again, and the gentle stream converged into a torrent, resembling a waterfall.

Su Xiaoxiao suddenly had a bad feeling and pleaded, "Old man, don’t!"

Too late!

Before Su Xiaoxiao’s voice could finish, the waterfall suddenly formed into a Water Dragon Vortex, which immediately engulfed everyone within...