NOVEL Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World? Chapter 631 - 574: Celestial Residence

Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?

Chapter 631 - 574: Celestial Residence
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Chapter 631: Chapter 574: Celestial Residence

When Han Yu opened his eyes again, he found himself in an unfamiliar place.

In front of him was a staircase made of white jade, behind him, a large terrace, and beneath the terrace—nothing at all!

Out of curiosity, Han Yu went to the edge of the terrace and looked down, and for a moment, he was stunned by the scene before him.

Mists and cloud seas, dreamlike and illusory.

Graceful and ethereal, like a celestial realm.

This is in the sky!

In a daze, Han Yu found himself at a loss for words, unable to describe the absurdity he felt inside.

"Don’t make a fuss."

The old Daoist grinned as he patted Han Yu’s shoulder. Living in the sky, what’s the big deal about that?

Han Yu, however, was like a country bumpkin, unable to regain his composure for a long time, until Mu Zili intervened. A chilling sensation, like a basin of cold water, drenched him, and he realized there were two people behind him waiting for him all along.

"Ah... this..."

He seemed to have many questions, such as what kind of incredible power could accomplish this, such as what kind of curiosity would lead someone to live in the sky, such as whether it would be difficult to build an outhouse in the sky...

"Talk later, keep up."

Mu Zili glanced over, urging, and then turned around to lead the way.

The white jade staircase twisted and turned, and after several twists and bends, reached the final step, revealing a vastly different scene once again.

Mist rose and intertwined beneath their feet.

From a distance to nearby, palaces stood in great numbers, grand and majestic.

Han Yu couldn’t help but have a frenzied exchange in his Sea of Consciousness with the Artifact Spirit.

"Could this really be the territory of the Celestial Dao Sect?"

This kind of scale was simply beyond exaggeration. Who could imagine establishing a Sect in the sky?

"Truly absurd."

The Artifact Spirit sneakily peeked through the fog outside, equally greatly shocked.

"This is the high-end play. Look at the Nine Sects; they can only find a nice piece of land for a sense of superiority. And then look at what they’re doing—tsk, tsk!"

It’s really incomparable. Perhaps only this way, can the people coming from the Celestial Dao Sect naturally possess that damn superiority complex?

The three of them proceeded forward, their destination one of the palaces, the old Daoist quickening his pace to catch up with Mu Zili.

"Is this the Divine Tribunal? Aren’t you going to help the youngest?"

The Divine Tribunal not only oversees small worlds but also manages all affairs of the Central Continent.

If this escalates at the Divine Tribunal, the youngest is toast for sure.

"You take him back to mine or to yours and wait, I’ll handle the youngest’s matters."

Mu Zili shook his head, feeling truly miserable. The entire Sect, just three people, all coddling Su Xiaoxiao.

The key is, as the second eldest, he’s responsible for taking care of everyone.

"Your senior martial sister can’t hold up, our family is counting on you."

The old Daoist grinned and offered comfort.

The key is, this is not really comforting, hearing the same line a thousand years ago, putting all the pressure on him.

"The youngest is fine, no fault but credit."

Mu Zili was able to conclude that his pure and simple junior would not only be fine but could even gain some credit.

Based on Han Yu’s description, the opponent from Yama Hall is probably in chaos too, as Su Xiaoxiao got blocked at the gate, they can’t be much better off.

This inadvertent hindrance disrupted Yama Hall’s plan, allowing this side to free up resources to respond, so the credit is likely inevitable.

This round at the Divine Tribunal could begin with contacting Su Xiaoxiao, then focusing on saving people.

Meanwhile, the old Daoist led Han Yu in another direction, soon arriving at another palace.

Stepping into the palace gates, a different world appeared, mountains, streams, pavilions, and waterside pavilions all present, giving Han Yu another shock.

Inside and outside the palace gates seemingly two worlds, and everything here shouldn’t appear in the sky, but rather in the world below.

The mountains were not fake, as their towering presence couldn’t be faked.

The water wasn’t stagnant, flowing continuously as fish occasionally poked their heads out.

What perplexed Han Yu the most was how such a vast area was contained within a single palace.

"Fool, it’s a Minor Paradise."

The Artifact Spirit snapped in the Sea of Consciousness.

Even so, it too couldn’t help being greatly shocked.

They moved a Minor Paradise into the palace!

Han Yu was even more dumbfounded. If that were true, those many palaces might all contain Minor Paradises?

"Alright, stop looking like you’ve never seen the world."

These marvels that were common to the old Daoist prompted him to smirk.

The many miracles in Han Yu’s eyes were merely their everyday life here.

With the old Daoist leading, an identical palace stood at the mountain’s base.

Han Yu’s mouth twitched, inexplicably feeling a sense of déjà vu, akin to Russian dolls.

"When we enter the palace, will there be yet another new world?"

The old Daoist gave Han Yu a look, impressed by his fantastic imagination.

Minor Paradise within Minor Paradise?

Who would be full enough to do something so absurd.

"You’ve really got the imagination! This is the second elder’s residence; no wonder it’s so expansive."

In other words, not every palace contains a Minor Paradise.

For example... him...

...

When Su Xiaoxiao sat with a group, bored out of their minds, three sticks of incense suddenly lit on the table.

Before they could feel any happiness, everyone except Su Xiaoxiao was suddenly and inexplicably thrown off the mountain by a force.

Then echoes of Su Xiaoxiao’s wails filled the palace grounds.

"I dare not... anymore..."

"Don’t hit, don’t hit the face."

"I know I was wrong."

Wang Xingzhi and his entourage had strange expressions, looking at the other four envoys with curious eyes.

The four of them were trying to hold back their laughter, waving their hands and saying in unison, "Pretend you didn’t hear it."

The cries for help were incessant, echoing for nearly half a two-hour period before finally ceasing.

In the great hall, Su Xiaoxiao, with a bruised nose and swollen face, was hiding in the corner, his cheeks puffed up like a pig’s head. freewebnσvel.cøm

Logically speaking, at his level, there’s no way he could have such injuries.

But if the person hitting him was stronger than him and used some tricks, then it makes sense.

"Senior brother, stop hitting."

Su Xiaoxiao whimpered, looking like a child of a thousand years old.

Mu Zili’s voice echoed in the great hall with a dissatisfied tone.

"I might as well cripple you, so you don’t keep causing trouble for me everywhere."

It would have been fine if he just came down, but he left no backup; if something really happened, there would be no place to call for help.

This matter, Su Xiaoxiao was unbelievably stupid.

Su Xiaoxiao knew he was at fault. Initially, when he heard it was Lei Wang, the defeated subordinate, he impulsively brought people down to fight.

"Tell me about your situation."

Moments later, Mu Zili asked reluctantly.

He naturally couldn’t just listen to Han Yu’s story; he had to ask from Mu Zili’s side too.

After three quarters of an hour, Su Xiaoxiao finally poured out everything he knew.

Mu Zili was silent for a while. In most aspects, the stories were similar except for Han Yu...

That kid still managed to clear himself; at least he never heard how the Tribulation Thunder suddenly changed, and it turned out it was Han Yu’s doing.

However, it also made him look at Han Yu with new eyes. According to Su Xiaoxiao, Yama Hall was turned into chaos by him, and Lei Wang’s surprise troops were defeated halfway because of him.

"I just determined he couldn’t possibly be related to Yama Hall, so I dared let him go there to help relay a message."

Su Xiaoxiao lowered his head and defended quietly.

Mu Zili fell silent; from Han Yu’s actions, Yama Hall would have to be out of their minds to have such a loophole.

"Is he one of our agents?"

This was something Su Xiaoxiao was also suspicious about.

"I don’t know! He could be, or he couldn’t be."

Mu Zili himself wasn’t sure; at least he’d never heard of Han Yu’s existence, especially in a place like the Central Continent.

"By the way, he has an eerie pill technique..."

Su Xiaoxiao added once more. Suddenly, a surge of power appeared in the great hall, and moments later, Wang Xingzhi and the dazed Wushang Daoist were brought up alone.

After demonstrating Wushang Daoist’s ability of not being harmed at the same level in the great hall, even Mu Zili was amazed.

This ability was incredibly bizarre to the extreme.

Outsiders watch the fun, insiders watch the way of things.

Mu Zili was now certain this was power only cultivable in the Divine Dao Realm.

Like his master, who Entered the Dao with gambling, a prototype of rules power.

The key was that Wushang Daoist, like Su Xiaoxiao and others, were still just Walking the Dao cultivators, essentially still in the Divine Platform Realm’s scope.

Though the Divine Platform Realm has three stages—Initial Realm, Entering the Dao, Walking the Dao—each realm is comparable to heaven and earth, but still far from reaching the ability to touch rules.

Only when the three stages of the Divine Platform Realm are completed and one steps into the Divine Dao Realm can one barely qualify to touch rules.

Wushang Daoist’s situation already belonged to gaining abilities beyond his own realm, and the rule prototype he grasped was even terrifyingly strong.

"So the side effects are quite obvious."

Su Xiaoxiao pointed at the still dazed Wushang Daoist and sighed.

That guy probably still doesn’t know what happened!

A breeze directly sent him down.

As for Wang Xingzhi, although the positive effect couldn’t be demonstrated, his ability to get lost came and went, not even needing Mu Zili to act; he disappeared into the great hall himself.

This kind of ability was equally shocking to Mu Zili as Wushang Daoist’s.

Because he didn’t even know in what way the other party left, there were no traces or sounds when he disappeared.

Is this what’s called a side effect?

Are you sure it’s not some kind of ability?

"It’s uncontrollable; sometimes he can appear anywhere but not in the mountains or underground..."

The places where he gets lost are fundamentally uncontrollable; appearing anywhere isn’t surprising.

Su Xiaoxiao said with a strange expression.

"I really misjudged him."

Mu Zili’s tone was equally strange. To put it bluntly, Han Yu’s outward appearance was too deceiving—he seemed like a hothead, but who’d have thought he was such a weirdo.

"He didn’t randomly give out pills over there, did he?"

Su Xiaoxiao suddenly asked with an unusual expression.

The great hall fell into a long silence. Moments later, Mu Zili’s voice, half-smiling, was heard.

"No, he didn’t, but he did snatch two Enlightenment Towers and eighteen Inquiry Stones. These debts have to be on your account."

Su Xiaoxiao felt a sudden jolt in his heart, a faint premonition of doom, especially upon hearing eighteen Inquiry Stones, as if his heart was bleeding.

My goodness, this bastard is slicing my flesh with a knife!

And it wasn’t over, as Mu Zili slowly added another sentence.

"He won two hundred and fifty Inquiry Stones from the old man. Since you caused the trouble, they’re all on your account too."

The world spun, and Su Xiaoxiao felt a darkness before his eyes.

Two... two hundred and fifty Inquiry Stones, even selling all his possessions wouldn’t cover it!

Is there even a point in returning to this small world?

Can he even go back?

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