Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

The spirit's boastful words left both the wise old man and Han Yu completely bewildered.

Han Yu, in particular, doesn't know who to trust anymore.

If you believe the wise old man, then the execution of Hexi is a real rip-off.

If you believe in the spirit of the artifact, then He Xi Zhan is quite a swindler.

A difference of just one word can make a world of difference in their effects.

The wise old man suddenly puffed out his beard and glared, which was a direct challenge to his worldview.

Is this a valid interpretation of the sentence?
How did such a profound and classic text become a collection of bandit sayings?

"That's absolutely outrageous."

For some reason, the wise old man suddenly felt like beating up the spirit.

The spirit seemed to sense it too, and suddenly hid back under Han Yu's head, lying down and staring at the wise old man.

"Do you understand the rules? No, do you understand my rules?"

The spirit originally wanted to say that the other party did not understand the rules, but considering that the old ghost was mysterious, it quickly changed its words.

In other matters, it knew nothing as much as the Wise Old Man, but when it came to plunder, it seemed to be born with it; from the moment it awoke, this rule was already engraved on it.

It's hard to say about other things, but this is definitely certain.

"Let me tell you, this rule seemed to have no regard for human feelings at first, but later I don't know why they added a broken tradition of leaving people a little something."

When the spirit said this, the wise old man's expression suddenly changed. Without warning, he moved and grabbed the spirit, examining it from head to toe.

"What the hell are you trying to do? Han Yu, come and slap him! He's trying to get me!"

The spirit of the artifact cried out in a loud voice.

Han Yu was about to take the artifact spirit back, but the wise old man immediately let go and asked with a calm expression.

"What is your relationship with the Heavenly Dao?"

"How do you know that the rules of looting have been changed?"

The wise old man's words contained a great deal of information, which meant that the spirit of the artifact was not only not talking nonsense, but also seemed to be closely related to the Heavenly Dao.

However, Han Yu had no interest at all. "Enough of you guys. You keep casting a shadow over me every day, always playing the mystery of the Heavenly Dao's identity in front of me. I'm tired of it even if you're not."

"Yeah, isn't it annoying? I am the way of heaven, stop guessing."

The spirit nodded in agreement.

The wise man's expression suddenly became extremely strange; it wasn't that he couldn't accept it, but rather that it was quite difficult for him.

This guy is clearly no good. If this is truly the will of Heaven, then the Central Continent might become some kind of vicious and treacherous place.

"Could it be that all living beings have turned evil?"

The wise old man muttered to himself, "The Way of Heaven is born from all living beings. If this is truly the case, wouldn't the rites and music of all living beings have collapsed?"
It's still hard to accept when I think about it.

But then I thought about it again, and it seemed impossible. Only a madman would follow Han Yu around and do something reckless.

Moreover, the power of the artifact spirit itself is too weak, consisting of only one rule. Although plundering the rule is absurd, it is not enough to prove the existence of the Heavenly Dao.

The wise man preferred to believe that it was just another contingency plan by the will of Heaven.

Leaving those aside for now, as Han Yu said, instead of guessing, it's better to just find out directly.

However, he wasn't sure if the rules of plunder were really as the spirit described.

The spirit patted Han Yu's head and asked with a pout.

"Do you believe him, or do you believe me?"

"Of course I believe you."

Han Yu spoke without hesitation. He and the artifact spirit had been inseparable all along, and they could even use the rules and supernatural powers separately. Their relationship was strong enough!

"Then trust me, I'm sure you won't go wrong. Just have him help with the consecration."

Good heavens, calling revival a blessing has left the wise old man speechless.

"Are you sure?"

The wise old man coughed twice, solemnly confirming again.

Without a second thought, Han Yu conjured up the Hexi Cleaver and handed it to the Wise Old Man.

"Don't give it to me, I can't take it."

The wise old man shook his head and did not reach out to take it. He simply extended a finger and slowly touched the blade.

The moment the fingertip touched the Hexi Slash, a huge aftershock suddenly emanated from the blade, and the entire blade... no, it should be said that the entire rule seemed to awaken completely, and a huge commotion immediately erupted.

Han Yu almost dropped the knife in his hand. Seeing this, the weapon spirit flew up and together with Han Yu pressed down hard on the hilt, barely managing to suppress the commotion.

An aura of rules permeated the entire village, almost annihilating it completely in an instant.

If it weren't for the wise old man's quick reflexes in protecting the small village behind him, this single shockwave could have completely destroyed it.

Han Yu turned to look at the artifact spirit with lingering fear and couldn't help but speak.

"Is He Xi Zhan that strong?"

"Nonsense...nonsense, what rule isn't strict?"

The spirit felt a pang of guilt. It knew the rules of plunder, these things seemed to be innate, but to be honest, this was the first time it had ever seen them actually done.

Han Yu felt much more at ease. With this kind of momentum, if he were to run into that treacherous guy Wan Feng again, he would definitely make him cry for his parents.

As the turmoil surrounding the rules gradually subsided and peace returned to normal, the Wise Old Man took a few weary steps back and sighed softly. "Congratulations, you two now truly possess a complete set of rules."

"Let's go, let's go back and try."

The spirit urged them directly.

Han Yu drew his sword, turned around, and actually started to leave.

no……

The wise old man wanted to stop them, but the man and the spirit turned around and walked out of the village. In the blink of an eye, they had already disappeared without a trace after stepping out of the village.

who?

Not even a thank you, just took the benefits and ran?
To be honest, these two guys are cut from the same cloth.

Is this also the way of Heaven?
He couldn't help but think of the shameless thing the artifact spirit had done, which made him feel heartbroken again.

"You absolutely cannot be the Heavenly Dao, otherwise it would be no different than the sky collapsing..."

On the deck, the spirit of the artifact leaped out of Han Yu's body and began to shout and yell.

"hurry up……"

It was also the first time that the rules from the heyday were used.

Ultimately, his expectations were no less than Han Yu's.

Han Yu was a few breaths slower than it, and when he opened his eyes, he found himself surrounded by a group of people staring at each other.

At the same time, the spirit was urging again, excitedly shouting, "Find a place to unleash your power!"

"What do you mean by 'use'?"

The old Taoist priest couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.

"The old man gave me some pointers on the rules that Han Yu and I followed, and now the rules are complete."

The spirit of the artifact laughed heartily, while the old Taoist's face had turned ashen.

He naturally knew who the so-called old man was, which made him even angrier.

That's outrageous! He clearly has the ability to manipulate people, but Han Yu easily made the rules complete for him, while he was coaxed into learning to make words law, without receiving even the slightest help.

The old Taoist priest gritted his teeth and grabbed Han Yu, asking, "Does dying in front of you mean he'll drag you down with him?"

He really wanted to settle accounts with the wise old man face to face; even if he couldn't win in a fight, he had to win in a verbal battle.

"Don't be impulsive. If you want to find him, I'll help you find a way next time."

Han Yu was startled and quickly stopped the other person from having such a terrible idea.

Not everyone can travel to and from the Soul Realm in this way like him. If the Wise Old Man doesn't get out, he'll probably be truly dead once he's gone.

The cost is too high, and the risk is too great.

"Hurry up, let's find a place to try."

The spirit is now just short of pulling out the knife and going out to test it itself.

Han Yu was also incredibly curious, and couldn't resist grabbing it, calling out to everyone before flying away.

"Go and see."

Although the old Taoist priest still harbored resentment towards the wise old man, he was also extremely curious. After telling Mu Zili, he was led by his apprentice to chase after him.

Once one becomes curious, another follows. Xia Wuyou was the second to become curious, and then every single one of the powerful figures from the Central Continent flew out.

In the end, all the powerful figures on the ship went with them.

Upon arriving at an island, Han Yu faced a dilemma.

"No way! If no one cuts them, how am I supposed to pay for cutting these inanimate objects? How am I supposed to give them the things?"

"If someone can't accept gifts, I usually assume I won't give them anything."

The spirit spoke with a self-righteous air.

"What if it's a person? Should we still give it to Hexi Dan?"

Han Yu frowned. If that's the case, wouldn't they have to wait for the bottle to spit out the pills during a fight?
"You didn't understand what I said, did you? I already told you that I was giving you a favor, I didn't even want to give you that in the first place."

"Back then, the rules of Hexi Dan hadn't been restored yet, so we could only rely on that damned bottle. That guy added conditions to my rules without permission. Otherwise, we might have been able to exchange a single sugar pill for good fortune back then."

The spirit didn't think its words were particularly terrifying; Han Yu, on the other hand, felt that the spirit was completely black from head to toe.

Sugar pills can change one's luck?
Now he finally understood why the Hexi Pill required voluntary consumption; it was because the bottle restrained the spirit. Otherwise, given the spirit's methods, the two of them would have been attacked by the crowd long ago.

Although his reputation as a pharmacist wasn't great back then, he was known for his honesty and integrity.

People say his pills have terrible side effects, but no one has ever said they're bad.

Fortunately, the evil nature of the artifact spirit was restrained before, giving it enough time to change.

The spirits of artifacts have changed drastically; they are no longer as malevolent as they were at the beginning.

"If we don't need Hexi Dan, what will we give you?"

Han Yu still asked.

After a moment's thought, the spirit came up with a compromise.

"Aren't you supposed to have plenty of Tumu Dan? Next time you take something from someone, give them some Tumu Dan as a token of appreciation. It's better to be polite first than forceful. They may refuse, but we can't just leave them without taking it."

Blanch!
Han Yu's eyes widened. They really did give him the Earth and Wood Pill... (End of Chapter)