Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?

Amid the sound of the bell, Di Liuxin walked out slowly. With each step, there was a unique rhythm. Clearly stepping on the stone slabs, yet ripples continuously spread beneath his feet, echoing like waves.

Yi Xian slightly raised his head, looking expressionlessly at the stone platform in the sky that suddenly moved, stepping into the air, the ripples beneath his feet resonated with Di Liuxin.

As the two approached each other, the golden light on Yi Xian became increasingly dazzling, and Di Liuxin’s initially satisfied expression showed a trace of approval.

"Do you know who you are?"

He slowly asked.

Yi Xian raised his emotionless eyes to meet his gaze and nodded, "Golden Cicada!"

"Very good!"

Di Liuxin appeared even more satisfied. With a wave of his hand, a white plain robe flew out from the hall and draped over Yi Xian. Seeing the golden light gradually converge, Yi Xian already stood with his hands behind his back at Di Liuxin’s side.

"Come!"

With that, he led the group back into Qionghua Hall.

Mu Zili kept staring at Yi Xian’s figure, his expression extremely unsightly.

"What is it?"

The old Taoist was inevitably puzzled, wondering why his disciple suddenly seemed somewhat strange.

Strange is an understatement; Mu Zili had been suppressing a murderous intent, afraid that Di Liuxin might detect it.

Surprisingly, Yi Xian turned out to be Celestial Dao Sect’s backup plan. So, how much did he know about Chen Xixi’s matters?

Although only Han Yu and the ordinary people knew about this, it was hard to ensure he wouldn’t notice.

If Yi Xian did know, wouldn’t that mean Di Liuxin also knew!

"Let’s talk somewhere else."

Mu Zili lowered his voice to speak.

The three figures flashed, heading to a deserted island.

To call it a deserted island is incorrect; this used to also be a place where cultivators lived, but now only ruins remain.

Under Celestial Dao Sect’s methods, everything had been thoroughly erased.

Not even a corpse was found.

Only now did Mu Zili dare to sternly recount the detailed process of coming overseas to find Chen Xixi.

The old Taoist listened with a heavy heart, remaining silent for a long time, seemingly with some doubts.

"But I observed that person, and it seemed like he didn’t recognize you."

This was precisely what puzzled Mu Zili the most; Yi Xian’s reactions couldn’t be faked.

Yet, possibly, his eyes only saw Di Liuxin, not even noticing him.

What he feared most now was that Yi Xian could recognize Chen Xixi and then expose the matter.

In Di Liuxin’s presence, once the incident happened, it would be impossible for Chen Xixi, he himself, or Su Xiaoxiao to escape.

"Whatever you do, don’t take action against him."

The old Taoist, sensing the faint murderous intent suddenly emitted by Mu Zili, was startled.

By now, things had become quite clear. This so-called "Golden Cicada", Yi Xian’s person, was probably the dark hand Celestial Dao Sect had placed in the Central Continent.

Such a person was beyond their ability to handle casually.

Di Liuxin undoubtedly wanted to use him to achieve his goals; in this situation, whoever moved would die.

Perhaps not even moving; Mu Zili might be suppressed before he could act.

"At this point, find a way to quickly get your senior sister out."

The old Taoist was somewhat distressed; had he known Celestial Dao Sect would act so quickly, he wouldn’t have allowed Chen Xixi to come down three hundred years ago.

However, it’s too late to say anything now; the best approach is to swiftly send her back to the small world.

When the time comes, even if questioned by Di Liuxin, it would be dead without evidence.

Just as well, overseas, he had already wiped everyone out, erasing all traces related to Chen Xixi.

The only more difficult issue to resolve was the apprentice’s matter. He understood Mu Zili; since Mu Zili hadn’t acted to kill the ordinary person.

Then he must have internally accepted this disciple.

"Send him in as well!"

The old Taoist could only think of this method.

If the ordinary person remained in the Central Continent, it would be impossible to hide forever; once he exposed anything about Chen Xixi or Mu Zili’s unique cultivation technique.

The result would still be the same.

Coincidentally, Mu Zili held the same thought; there was no better place to hide the ordinary person than the small world. Once the ordinary person went in, he had his ways to hide them.

"Then I’ll make a trip!"

Mu Zili nodded and intended to proceed ahead.

The old Taoist immediately stopped him, shaking his head.

"Too conspicuous."

Currently, whether him or himself, they were under Di Liuxin’s watchful eyes. Whatever they did, it was all being observed.

Neither of them was suitable to go.

So, who was suitable?

Their gazes simultaneously turned to Su Xiaoxiao, who had been quietly listening...

...

The big bowl can’t be destroyed?

After all that effort, it resulted in just one sentence?

Han Yu naturally could not accept this explanation.

Only when Xia Wuyou and Wang Ye brought the large bowl in did the Earth Spirit continue to blow bubbles.

The Fire Spirit listened for a while before speaking.

"It said it originally didn’t want to speak, but since you don’t reason, you still want to force it after defeating the spirit."

"This large bowl cannot be destroyed."

As for why it cannot be destroyed, the Earth Spirit immediately flew up and jumped into the bowl. As its tail continuously swept, a mysterious glow inexplicably appeared within the large bowl.

Under the gaze of all, mystical and obscure runes began to appear around the inside of the bowl, momentarily mesmerizing everyone.

How could there be runes inside the large bowl? It’s not an ordinary large bowl; it’s the Earth Spirit’s true form!

Who is capable of manipulating its true form?

The first thought Han Yu had was of the Heavenly Dao!

It seems that only the Heavenly Dao could manipulate the Earth Spirit without being rejected.

But hasn’t the Heavenly Dao vanished for a thousand years?

Doesn’t that mean these things are remnants of the Heavenly Dao?

The Earth Spirit continued, "It’s not that I don’t want to help; if my true form is damaged, it can indeed be restored with time, but... the destroyed runes can never be restored."

Even if the true form is truly damaged, it can still be restored somehow.

However, these runes will not reappear along with the restoration of the true form.

It doesn’t know what these things are for, but instinctively knows these runes seem quite important.

"Did the Heavenly Dao leave these for you?"

Han Yu directly asked, getting straight to the point.

The people from the Central Continent did not yet know about the Heavenly Dao, only hearing the words were already dumbfounded.

Is even the Heavenly Dao involved now?

And... Han Yu seems not unfamiliar with the Heavenly Dao?

"Is he involved with the Heavenly Dao?"

Xia Wuyou secretly moved closer to Quan Xiaotong and asked softly.

Throughout the Central Continent, Quan Xiaotong seems to be the one who knows Han Yu the best, so most people think of him first for anything related to Han Yu.

"Don’t... don’t ask me."

Quan Xiaotong hadn’t yet recovered from the shock.

How could he know anything? When had Han Yu ever been involved with the Heavenly Dao? He had no idea, as Han Yu had never mentioned it.

"Don’t ask me, I don’t know either."

The Earth Spirit responded similarly to Quan Xiaotong.

It seems in its consciousness, it doesn’t know when these things appeared.

It only knows there’s something inside the bowl that must not be destroyed.

So all along, neither the Central Continent nor Han Yu has received its agreement.

If it could agree, wouldn’t it have done so?

It is, after all, the Earth Spirit, a kind spirit...

Han Yu doesn’t know how kind, but surely it’s the Heavenly Dao at work here.

Not finding the Golden Spirit?

It certainly needs finding.

But should the large bowl be broken?

He’s at a loss for what to do.

Especially with the Heavenly Dao’s methods hidden inside, who knows what the intention is!

"Do you think the Heavenly Dao might know what’s going to happen in the future?"

Han Yu asked the three people behind him with hesitation.

Xia Wuyou and Wang Ye shook their heads simultaneously, they can’t get involved in this; the Heavenly Dao is in play, there’s no way they can be involved.

However, Quan Xiaotong nodded thoughtfully, suggesting both the Celestial Dao Sect and the Yama Hall could plan for thousands of years in the Central Continent.

So it’s unlikely the Heavenly Dao would remain indifferent.

"There is such a possibility!"

If even Quan Xiaotong thinks so, Han Yu is truly helpless.

Because this means the large bowl can’t be destroyed; if inside are means used by the Heavenly Dao against both sides, destroying it could lead to disaster for all living beings of the Central Continent.

"So, did I get beaten for nothing this time?"

The Artifact Spirit spoke angrily from the side, receiving many odd looks.

Especially the Fire and Wood Spirits, feeling sorrowful, thinking weren’t they beaten for nothing too?

"Let’s think of another way!"

Quan Xiaotong also opposed Han Yu continuing to work on the Earth Spirit; the variables of destroying the Earth’s Spirit’s true form are too great, they may not dare to act rashly.

Especially concerning the Heavenly Dao matter, he wants to learn more from Han Yu.

For instance, what is the Heavenly Dao’s attitude towards the Central Continent?

Does it still care or not?

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