Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?

The wise old man has a question?

Han Yu was taken aback. What kind of problem could there be for a dead ghost staying in the Soul Realm?

The wise old man rolled his eyes at him, not bothering to scold him this time. Instead, he opened his mouth seriously and asked.

"What do you think of the Celestial Dao Sect?"

Han Yu was once again stunned, a strange look in his eyes. The wise old man also knew about the Celestial Dao Sect?

Moreover, the question seemed a bit strange. Was his opinion on the Heavenly Dao really that important?

"Very important."

Unexpectedly, the wise old man blurted out, staring at him directly.

Han Yu tightened his face, also becoming serious. After pondering, he slowly spoke.

"I’ve seen the methods of Yama Hall. I always thought they were ruthless enough, but since I saw the methods of the Celestial Dao Sect, I’ve always felt that the Celestial Dao Sect is even more troublesome than Yama Hall."

Indeed, this was Han Yu’s most genuine thought. Just imagine, Yama Hall went through so many things to achieve what it did, while the Celestial Dao Sect reached the same goal in one step and with even more ruthlessness.

Comparing the two, the difference is clear.

"Now, not only do we have to contend with Yama Hall, but we can’t trust the Celestial Dao Sect either."

Hoping for help from the Celestial Dao Sect in Central Continent now would be a fool’s errand.

"Hmm, not completely foolish."

The wise old man nodded slowly, seemingly having gotten the answer he wanted.

Just like that?

Han Yu widened his eyes, expecting more, but the wise old man really treated it like an ordinary question, with a simple ask-and-answer ending there?

As Han Yu was internally grumbling, the wise old man stood up slowly, glanced outside the small village, and then slowly curled his lips into a slight smile.

"The privilege granted to you by all living beings: during a test, you can retreat here to catch your breath."

Han Yu also slowly stood up, brushing off nonexistent dust behind him, and sighed as if he didn’t care.

"Then forget it, as you’ve said it’s given by all beings, how can I have the nerve to take it?"

"Besides, I never back down."

Charging straight ahead is the way.

As he finished speaking, he was already slowly walking out of the village. The surrounding scenery rapidly changed, as if the scene was shifting greatly. With another step, the scene before him instantly made his scalp tingle.

Suddenly, there was a sense of instant karma after boasting.

It’s a fight scene he loves; he most dislikes the wise old man’s long-winded, lecturing tests.

"Ha!"

For some reason, the wise old man’s cold laughter suddenly resonated around, reflecting everything around as if in mockery.

In fact, he couldn’t help but feel his scalp tingling, with the vast sea of cultivators in front of him, extending beyond what the eye could see.

Damn, no wonder the little sword spirit told him to run faster.

Almost simultaneously, countless gazes shot at him, the sound of people was like a tidal wave, and the cold shines of swords spread out like moonlight.

The shouts of battle echoed deafeningly, and the next moment, Han Yu bolted and ran...

"Can he really get away!"

A group of people outside was listening to the little sword spirit talk about the setup inside, all staring dumbfounded.

Goodness, the supposedly shy and bashful spirit body put on the most brutal display.

"What? That’s it?"

The Fire Spirit couldn’t help but cackle wildly, as if even it found the other party outrageous.

Worth noting, the three spirit bodies somehow heard that Han Yu had found another spirit body, and each went over to join the fun.

The little sword spirit seemed less shy because of the few new companions, and could chat casually while holding its briefs... sword sheath with them, which was how the core of the test was leaked.

After it finished speaking, the other three spirits looked at it with much stranger eyes.

Other spirit bodies either tested the mind or tested something else at least related to their own attributes.

But your setup, what is it related to? A group of cultivators chasing a person to kill?

Is it just testing how fast one can run?

The little sword spirit seemed somewhat embarrassed, twisting its sword body as the voice slowly came through.

"I found it too troublesome, and that guy who worships me isn’t very promising; he probably won’t have much of a chance to take the test in his lifetime."

Xia Wuyou, who was unnecessary drawn in, turned black, was it talking about him as not promising?

Surely, it wasn’t talking about him?

A group of people from Central Continent all looked at him with teasing eyes. To say Xia Wuyou is not promising would indeed be unjust; his talent is evident to all, cultivating and mastering divine techniques, and his cultivation is still among the best of the Nine Sects’ Sect Leader.

If even this is considered not promising, what about the others?

The little sword spirit continued, "So I simply set it up simpler, pass if you can, if not, forget it."

Simple?

The content is indeed extremely simple. As long as you can run to the bronze door, the door is open for you, and you just need to escape.

But amid the simplicity lies absurdity. Without any shortcuts, how do you charge forward?

"It’s not impossible. Each time you kill a cultivator, you gain a tiny bit of power in your Sea of Consciousness."

The little sword spirit suddenly spoke up. It was the fallback it left for those undergoing the test, better than nothing.

Perhaps it made this improvement because it felt how absurd it was; otherwise, there would be no fallback at all.

The main idea is that if you pass, you pass. If you can’t, then go and reflect.

"Why are you all looking at me like that?"

The little sword spirit didn’t notice the strange looks from the three spirits just after it finished speaking.

In the end, the Fire Spirit couldn’t help but ask again to confirm, "You said, killing a cultivator increases the Sea of Consciousness power?"

"Not much, just a tiny bit. It’s very difficult to have enough power to protect yourself till the end. It’s better to run faster..."

The little sword spirit hadn’t finished speaking when it realized not only the three spirits, but even the cultivators around had a very strange look.

Did it do something wrong?

This test was indeed arranged casually at the beginning, and it didn’t consider the possibility of passing.

It is a bit excessive, but not wrong, right?

"No, you’re not wrong... actually, you are wrong."

The Fire Spirit’s strange tone seemed like it was holding back laughter, yet also sighing.

"Do you know what kind of person Han Yu is?"

Its bead-like eyes rolled around, making the little sword spirit feel uneasy.

How could it know what kind of person Han Yu is when they’ve only known him for less than a two-hour? Besides, what does this have to do with the test?

"Does it matter?"

"It matters a lot! You actually dared to leave such a terrifying backdoor for him. It’s almost like cheating!"

The Fire Spirit was waving its limbs and cawing, seeming very excited.

Han Yu was also very excited, so much so that his lips trembled.

He had been torn apart!

The moment the mass of cultivators came over, they submerged him, without him even seeing the flash of swords and shadows, and then he was gone.

When he came back to his senses, he had returned to the starting point, and then...

That group came again. It was endless; he kept dying and resurrecting, in an endless cycle.

This test of the Golden Spirit was terrifyingly brutal.

He could see a path in this sea of people, the only path he could go forward without turning back.

After resurrecting again, he gritted his teeth and charged once more. The little sword spirit, or rather the Golden Spirit, the only not-so-mean thing was that the strength of these cultivators was only at the most basic realms.

Even though he couldn’t feel their presence, intuition told him they were not yet at the Other Shore Realm.

But the problem was, he had nothing here, no other choice but to bravely charge forward.

"Weren’t you fond of martial arts? Out of ideas now?"

The mocking voice of Old Zhi appeared again, this time not only did the voice appear, but the person also mixed in.

As soon as Han Yu glanced at him, the next moment he was chopped away again.

"How did you manage to mix in?"

Han Yu was extremely surprised. Last time he was a supervisor of the test, so what about this time?

"This time I’m just a passerby, passing by, is that not allowed?"

Old Zhi said with a straight face, but Han Yu didn’t believe a single word.

You old rascal are so devious, Han Yu was becoming more wary of trusting him, easily leading him into traps.

Though he didn’t sense any malice from the other side, Old Zhi’s twisted sense of humor was really annoying!

Especially as he took out some nuts again, watching with interest at how Han Yu died in various ways, whether charging down the road, getting backstabbed, or simply being swarmed and drowned.

It’s hard to imagine such a bloody scene, how he could be so interested, munching nuts while watching scene after scene with appreciative eyes.

"How about you go about your own business first? Your presence here is affecting my performance."

Han Yu sighed helplessly. Although Old Zhi didn’t actually do anything, his presence alone messed with his mindset.

"I’m enjoying myself."

Old Zhi said while munching on the nuts.

He just watched as Han Yu was chopped into meat paste again and again and charged forward aggressively each time.

There was a strange sense of admiration, but the words from his mouth were quite hurtful.

"Honestly, your tenacious life force suits my taste."

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