Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?

Yama Hall seems to be targeting the souls of the Central Continent.

Then, what does the Celestial Dao Sect want?

Su Xiaoxiao was still mulling over this question even when he was brought back to the Southern Border.

Because he found that these high-ranking members of the Celestial Dao Sect were not as he had imagined.

And... they seemed to have a purpose.

It’s not just to fight Yama Hall to the death.

Mu Zili took him back to his place, a temporary grand hall, which was simple yet imposing.

"What’s going on with you these days?"

Mu Zili glanced at him and asked.

Su Xiaoxiao hesitated for a moment but finally asked his doubts.

Mu Zili remained silent for a long time, suddenly casting a barrier to shroud the entire hall before he spoke.

"There’s no such thing as hatred without reason. I don’t know what grudges we have with Yama Hall, but coming here to the Central Continent is definitely not just to stop Yama Hall."

Mu Zili could be so certain because he understood human nature; the Celestial Dao Sect also paid a significant price to deal with Yama Hall.

Not to mention, the sheer number of dead cultivators is quite large.

Hatred can certainly drive people mad, but not to the extent of being mad for thousands of years.

Only profit could drive such a thing.

And only profit makes sense.

This is the simplest kind of logic, but Su Xiaoxiao was always trapped in his own confusion.

"Couldn’t you still believe that you are the so-called Righteous Path of the Central Continent, and Yama Hall is the so-called Evil Path?"

As Mu Zili spoke, he began to laugh mockingly.

After laughing, he said earnestly, "Remember, once a cultivator reaches a certain realm, there is no distinction between good and evil."

Su Xiaoxiao was very puzzled and quite disagreed with Mu Zili’s words.

But Mu Zili lightly stomped his foot, and instantly the ground centered around him cracked like a web.

Then he plainly said, "Do you think I would bear the sin for stomping and killing a bunch of ants?"

"Or, who would blame me for killing some ants, besides the ants themselves? But does it matter how the ants view me?"

Mu Zili’s words stirred a storm in Su Xiaoxiao’s heart; it was this feeling, that those elders gave him this feeling.

"Senior brother, you..."

Su Xiaoxiao was a bit at a loss for words and didn’t know what to say.

He always felt that such language was terrifyingly cold.

But Mu Zili had something to say, he suddenly frowned, and asked, "Did you have something to say before?"

Mu Zili actually noticed it back in the Eastern Territory, but he was afraid Su Xiaoxiao might say something wrong, so he diverted it.

Now thinking back, he couldn’t help but ask.

Su Xiaoxiao showed a bizarre expression, slowly speaking, "I actually... discovered that Han Yu has many other tricks."

Like the method to deceive Celestial Path cultivators, it’s a tactic that could even deceive the three strong ones of Yama Hall back then.

So that day might not have been because the people of the Central Continent took Han Yu away, but Han Yu might have been hiding himself.

"So what..."

Mu Zili didn’t seem very moved, instead responding with a questioning tone.

Su Xiaoxiao looked complicated, wanting to speak but hesitated, "I originally wanted to say it that day, but later I didn’t want to."

Chang Gen and the others were full of killing intent that day, terribly frightening, and Su Xiaoxiao truly did not doubt something would happen if he spoke out.

"If you don’t want to say it, then don’t say it."

Mu Zili nodded slowly, seemingly unconcerned.

Su Xiaoxiao was once again stunned; Mu Zili’s attitude made him feel rather odd.

Just now, he was incredibly cold, yet now he changed.

"You are first my junior brother, then a cultivator of the Celestial Dao Sect, so some words I can only say to you."

Mu Zili’s expression was now somewhat strange, as if organizing his thoughts, or maybe hesitating.

It’s rare to see Mu Zili like this, in Su Xiaoxiao’s impression his senior brother was always indifferent, never moved by anything.

But indeed there were exceptions, like the upper echelons of the Celestial Dao Sect, like Su Xiaoxiao once seemed rebellious, like when the old Taoist got injured by Meng Yun...

"The whole small world belongs to the Celestial Dao Sect. Whether you’ve entered the Celestial Dao Sect or not, as long as you’re a person of the small world, you’ll eventually belong to the Celestial Dao Sect."

Mu Zili spoke softly, as if stating a fact.

His tone then paused, "But, you have to learn to use your brain, those who have died outside, or are going to die soon, are those who don’t use their brains."

Su Xiaoxiao was astonished, was this really something that came from Mu Zili’s mouth?

Mu Zili shook his head with a chuckle; he indeed rarely shared his thoughts with Su Xiaoxiao.

But there are some things that Su Xiaoxiao must understand.

"Remember when I taught you cultivation, how I taught you?"

Su Xiaoxiao recalled for a moment, those memories were distant, even many were blurred, but some words were still vivid.

Or it could be said that Mu Zili deliberately imprinted it deeply into Su Xiaoxiao’s memory.

Cultivation is not just talent, nor just effort.

Use your brain!

It’s useless to just practice a cultivation technique; if you don’t understand the creator’s thoughts, you might only learn seventy to eighty percent.

Use your brain, understand his thoughts, try your own ideas more, only then can you reach the extreme.

It’s safe to say, Su Xiaoxiao being stronger than his peers in the Celestial Dao Sect for Walking the Dao cultivators is greatly due to Mu Zili’s influence.

"A cultivator who doesn’t use their brain is nothing but a tool in someone else’s hand."

Mu Zili stood with hands behind his back, his laughter was incredibly mocking.

He certainly believes Su Xiaoxiao is not really a fool, after all, he was trained by him.

Nominally a senior brother, but indeed a teacher and mentor.

"In the Central Continent, first, you must protect your life, protect the old man’s life, I will handle the other matters."

Mu Zili spoke again.

"Also, try to avoid those elders, don’t interact too much with them."

This was already the second time Mu Zili gave this warning, each time his expression grew more solemn.

"I suspect they can no longer be considered human!"

No longer human?

Logically speaking, the stronger a cultivator, the farther they are from being human, this is common sense in the cultivator realm.

But Su Xiaoxiao frowned, because these words came from Mu Zili’s mouth.

So naturally, it must have a different meaning.

This time he did not ask more, and nodded deeply.

...

Han Yu still hadn’t awakened, the Artifact Spirit had made several trips in and out of the Sea of Consciousness, finally sitting helplessly on Han Yu’s head, planting its bottom right on his face, looking troubled.

"Worthless thing, if you don’t wake up soon, I’ll have to refine pills for you."

Curiously, Han Yu’s Sea of Consciousness and body had almost recovered, yet showed no signs of awakening.

Not only that, it couldn’t even respond within the Sea of Consciousness.

"What’s your situation exactly?"

The Artifact Spirit asked irritably.

"You’re dead!"

Han Yu had been sitting outside a village for who knows how long, watching people come and go every day, unable to find a way out.

The old man kept coming to him every day with a different look to remind him of this discomforting fact.

His body was clearly fine before he fell unconscious, just a "slight" disrepair, a minor problem.

Han Yu rolled his eyes at the other, curled his lip, "What great waves haven’t I seen, you think you can scare me with one sentence?"

"Haven’t you thought, if you weren’t dead, how could you be here?"

The wise old man smiled gently.

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