Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Before Han Yu could even understand what the wise old man meant, several people had already begun to show strange expressions.

Among them are naturally the wise and knowledgeable master and his disciples, or perhaps the old Taoist master and his disciples who have some guesses about the situation.

Han Yu was still scoffing, "What else could it mean? I work for you, provide you with luck, and clean up your messes."

The wise old man coughed incessantly, seemingly choked by Han Yu again, and after a moment he cursed angrily.

"Your combat talent is unbelievably high, but in some ways you are incredibly stupid. It seems that sometimes even the Heavenly Dao cannot make everything perfect."

While the wise old man was cursing, the same few people still nodded in agreement without saying a word.

"The Yama Palace has a millstone, the Heavenly Dao Sect has a celestial river, and you, you also have one."

"All three Heavenly Dao artifacts are on you, don't you understand?"

Mu Zili couldn't help but speak up, looking at Han Yu with a very strange expression, "What he means is that Heaven has also given you a trump card to compete with, and you can actually compete for that position."

Cho!
Han Yu was dumbfounded. He had only talked to the artifact spirit about overthrowing the Heavenly Dao before, but he never expected that he would actually have this opportunity now.

What was Tiandao thinking, this spendthrift son?

Are we even going to lose this position?

But this doesn't seem to be good news, as can be seen from the expressions on the faces of Mu Zili and Quan Xiaotong.

Quan Xiaotong frowned and tentatively asked, "Does this arrangement by Heaven mean that it is not confident of winning against both sides?"

If they were confident of winning, why would they have let Han Yu take over the third Heavenly Dao artifact to compete?

Is it possible that they're planning to have Han Yu take over after they lose?

It seems that this is indeed the case, and the wise man's helpless sigh echoed in the void.

"That's why I'm urging you to find the Heavenly Dao as soon as possible. If you don't find it, you won't know what it really wants!"

"If it really disappears, I'm afraid this kid will really have to take over everything. This is probably the last chance that Heaven has left for you."

This matter was far too important for Zhongzhou, but since even the Wise Old Man had no clue about the Heavenly Dao, Quan Xiaotong and the others had to find a solution on their own.

A group of people had already gathered together to discuss the search. Han Yu wanted to join, but Mu Zili pushed him out.

“You have your own things to do. Leave the search for the Way of Heaven to us. You should find a way to revive your trump card as soon as possible.”

The wise old man's voice rang out again, "He is right. Finding the Heavenly Dao is important, but the third Heavenly Dao artifact is your last resort for whether you can stand out. It is also the last chance for Central Continent. This is equally important."

To revive the bottle, a large amount of luck is needed, and this luck is located in the Yama Palace and the Heavenly Dao Sect's strongholds.

It seems I'll have to sneak in on both sides again.

The moment he had this idea, the Wise Man seemed to have already guessed it.

"Don't be so reckless. If the Underworld can find you once, it can find you a second time. Not to mention the Heavenly Dao Sect. If the Underworld can guess, they probably can too."

You can't always escape by talking your way out.

The Heavenly Dao Sect was unaware that Han Yu possessed a Heavenly Dao artifact, and Han Yu had never revealed it.

Otherwise, that celestial being would not have hesitated to make a move. The temptation of a celestial object is immense for a celestial being. Having one more celestial object can even determine the outcome between two celestial beings, or even secure victory in the struggle against the celestial way.

"So you'd better stay away from those two again; your luck will never be that good."

Han Yu's expression turned strange. Those words made him realize his luck had never been good.

"There's one more small matter. You need to die first and come to the Soul Realm."

The wise old man suddenly spoke.

Han Yu's eyes widened. "A small matter, I'll die first?"
How could this be a small matter?

Before he could react, a surge of power suddenly flowed into his body from the bottle. The next moment, his eyes widened sharply, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud...

……

Overseas, Shitai.

A graceful figure emerged from the Milky Way, taking a step as swift as a startled swan, and appeared on the stone platform in the next moment.

The newcomer had a square face, with a pair of thick eyebrows and cold eyes. His black hair was tied into a Taoist bun, and his every move exuded an awe-inspiring and unapproachable majesty.

He looked around at the wrecked stone platform. Although the Milky Way had descended successfully this time, the damage it caused was still too great.

The Heavenly Dao Sect lost three out of ten cultivators. It may not sound like a big deal, but considering the large number of people involved, this ratio truly represents a severe blow to its vitality.

The three people beside him were naturally gritting their teeth. If it weren't for the fact that one of them wanted to let Han Yu go, the three of them would probably have torn him apart on the spot.

After withdrawing his gaze, Wuxian slowly spoke, "The four of us will go to Zhongzhou." What for?
Looking for trouble with the King of Hell?

After all, this whole mess was caused by the other side handing over the knife and adding fuel to the fire.

Emperor Liu thought to himself.

It seemed he had guessed correctly. Wuxian spoke again, "I'm going to find the First Hall's Yin Wang to collect some interest."

The Heavenly Dao Sect would not swallow this bitter pill. Since the Yama Palace wanted to play this game, then let them continue.

As for the Western Camp of Central Continent, the First Hall's Yin Wang was all smiles when he descended.

No matter what, Han Yu is determined to take something from the Heavenly Dao Sect.

It's simply a matter of how much to cut.

However, when Wu Jiu mentioned the strange phenomenon of tribulation lightning in the sea, he knew that the Heavenly Dao Sect was bound to suffer a huge loss this time.

"Unfortunately, we could not cut down the Milky Way in the end."

He never really expected Han Yu to be able to do this, after all, even he himself couldn't do it, so how could Han Yu possibly do it?

Jiuyou was quite puzzled by the First Palace's decision to enhance Han Yu's strength, fearing that it might backfire.

"He is, after all, on the side of Heaven's Dao. Aren't we helping Heaven's Dao out?"

"It's alright. I only gave him half. If he wants the other half, he can ask my master for it."

Yin Wang smiled and said, "Now that we've confirmed that fortune is a method left behind by the Heavenly Dao, we can naturally come up with a countermeasure."

Secondly, isn't it a wonderful thing to let the people of Heaven lead the charge in battle for them?

After laughing sinisterly, he gathered his thoughts and then spoke again.

"Get ready, they should be here soon."

Who is coming?
Before Jiuyou and Wujiu could grasp the deeper meaning, four streams of energy swept in from the east...

……

“I said, why can’t we talk things out properly instead of making a scene like this?”

I don't care if you want to die, but please, can it not be me?!
When Han Yu first appeared in the small village, his face was frighteningly pale.

That bastard never tells the truth, he's always talking about dying.

He wanted to ask the bottle in his sea of ​​consciousness, "Who exactly raised you? You just do whatever they tell you to do?"

He gets a headache just looking at this wretched village now, because there's a despicable old bastard living here.

When we said goodbye, he said such nice things, and I thought we'd never have a chance to meet again in this lifetime, which made him incredibly happy.

In the end, we still have to meet every now and then.

The wise old man remained seated comfortably on the curb, and upon noticing Han Yu's grim expression, he even offered him a handful of nuts.

"Here, have some."

"You're letting me die this time, you can't be offering me food, can you?"

Han Yu walked towards them and spoke in an annoyed tone.

"Of course not."

The wise man clapped his hands and slowly stood up.

"Then get to the point, how are you planning to mess with me this time?"

Han Yu was already used to the other party's tactics; in short, coming in would definitely be a mixed bag.

The wise man will not treat him unfairly; there will definitely be benefits for him.

However, this process will likely be very difficult.

"You've learned your lesson!"

The wise old man smiled inscrutably, while Han Yu muttered to himself.

"There's no need for me to come in to talk business. Do you think I'm lacking something this time, and you want to give me special treatment?"

Han Yu could even guess what the wise old man wanted to do; there was no need to go to such lengths for a simple business discussion.

For him, the Soul Realm was more like a place of constant growth, for a simple reason: he had gained so much there. (End of Chapter)