Who Brought Him into Chapter 32 - 31: The More Enemies, the More Poison by the Po

Chapter 32: Chapter 31: The More Enemies, the More Poison by the Pound

Joy-to-Sorrow Pill: When the user is in high spirits, they will burst into tears. Side effect: Overactive tear glands.

The pills randomly produced by the glazed bottle are truly unpredictable, either possessing formidable potential or being utterly useless.

Potential as high as the Life Creation Pill, or as low as enhancing beauty and vitality, and today it set a new low again.

"Only a fool would eat this pill!"

Han Yu comnted powerlessly in his mind.

"I’ve never produced such low-grade stuff," Glass said with a laugh on the side.

At this mont, Han Yu suddenly realized there was another pill in his mind, and upon recalling it, his face turned pale.

Muscle and Bone Strengthening Pill: Grants the user a robust physique. Side effect: Uncontrollable desire for food, leading to impulsive eating.

Isn’t this the pill that silly Ping spat out on its own when craving the relic of a high monk that day!

Calculating the ti, today is precisely the seventh day; if it isn’t used by midnight, it’ll have to be digested on its own.

After clenching his fist and then spreading it open, he retrieved the pill and imdiately frowned as he pinched it.

The words "lack of self-control" and "impulsive" made Han Yu a bit apprehensive; when similar words appeared before, Bai Jingliang was dragged from the city to the mountains by a group of pheasants.

The layman entered quietly, instantly curious upon seeing the pill at Han Yu’s fingertips, swiftly snatched it from his hand, and the next mont, it was in his own palm.

"What delicious thing are you eating?"

The layman said with a smile, making a gesture to swallow it.

Han Yu looked at him with expectation, and seeing his expression, the layman swiftly returned the pill.

"What exactly is this dicine?"

The layman asked curiously.

Han Yu smiled slightly and explained the pill’s effect, leaving the layman in astonishnt.

"You’d better stick to being a Body Cultivator! The role of a pharmacist isn’t for you; even if they’re rare in the Cultivator Realm, soone like you who randomly refines dicine shouldn’t sneak in!"

The layman was relieved, thinking about what might have happened had he taken the pill.

Han Yu just smiled without saying a word; the matter of the glazed bottle was naturally a secret that couldn’t be revealed.

Soon, his cousin also arrived.

He pushed the door open and sat opposite them, looking very dispirited.

The layman glanced at him in surprise and playfully touched his forehead, saying, "Not feverish!"

His cousin rolled his eyes and sighed, "I’ve been grounded by my cousin."

Han Yu laughed at him, "You call running around like this being grounded?"

The layman nodded in agreent from the side.

Then his cousin sighed and explained the situation; Su Wanjun was always suspicious about the two major fires, and the attitude of the Zuyou Sect was too indifferent. Although there was no evidence, Wanjun certainly believed his cousin.

So many sect mbers died, and his cousin was even aware of it; the person behind the two fires is likely a high-level cultivator, and if they need to silence witnesses, his cousin and the other two could be in danger.

He’s concerned that the one behind the fires might still be in Shuzhou Prefecture, so Su Wanjun directly grounded his cousin in the city.

"My cousin hasn’t restricted your freedom. If you’re willing to stay in the city for a few more days, waiting for so clues or to confirm that the mastermind has left Shuzhou Prefecture, that would be fine too," his cousin relayed Su Wanjun’s ssage.

She naturally had no authority over the freedom of these two, leaving his cousin envious.

"Anyway, before my leg is completely healed, I’m not planning to leave."

The layman, usually proud of his speed body technique, wouldn’t dare to go out until he was fully recovered.

Han Yu was thinking about how to send these two pills out of the city.

His cousin was pleased to have company, so it wasn’t truly being grounded, and in his joy, he generously offered to treat them to a al.

On the main road of Shuzhou City, the bustling sights lined the street, with an endless stream of pedestrians and traffic flowing smoothly.

Han Yu approached a skinny person, "My good man, please wait, we’re destined to et..."

"What’s he doing?"

His cousin watched Han Yu’s strange behavior in confusion, secretly turned his head, and whispered to the layman.

The layman squinted, seemingly spotting a fleeting pill in Han Yu’s hand, suddenly understanding, and quietly explained the pill’s effect to his cousin.

His cousin’s expression turned even stranger, shaking his head, "Why keep such a weird pill instead of throwing it away?"

The layman pondered for a mont, then speculated in surprise, "Could it be for finding test subjects?"

This indeed aligns with the quirky image of a pharmacist, only that Han Yu’s current age makes it a bit strange, if he were of advanced age, it would be spot on.

The layman suddenly rembered, exclaiming, "That day, I also saw him put sothing in his mouth, then he was foolish for three days, wasn’t it also a failed concoction?"

With serious expressions, the two finally agreed in unison, "In the future, it’d be better not to touch his dicine."

While they were whispering, Han Yu walked back listlessly.

His cousin and the layman imdiately quieted down, and without a word, the three quickly arrived at Shuzhou City’s largest restaurant, Shu Immortal.

According to his cousin, the shopkeeper of this restaurant prides himself on having the best food in all Shuzhou, hence the daring na.

Whether it’s true or not is debatable, but the restaurant hasn’t closed in decades.

The three entered the inn, directly went up to the second floor, and chose a spacious window-side seat.

"Order anything you like, during my grounded period, all expenses in the city can be charged."

His cousin waved his hand grandly.

The two gave him a collective eye-roll, no wonder he was so generous, he was being generous with soone else’s account.

The layman teased further, "Didn’t you say earlier that you made a good fortune designing a chanism for a wealthy family here? Why charge it then?"

His cousin displayed an indifferent expression at the words, piquing the duo’s curiosity, prompting them to press for more information.

Reluctantly, his cousin admitted, "Don’t ntion it, my cousin confiscated the money."

This intrigued them even more, and the cousin’s subsequent explanation left them amused.

He indeed designed a ho protection chanism for a wealthy family, but in a fit of interest, he also designed an attack chanism. To their surprise, a thief picked that exact house to rob.

The result was that the thief was gone on the spot, and a neighboring wealthy house was blown up. Fortunately, it was an unoccupied house, so no further casualties were caused.

Su Wanjun was naturally alard by the incident. When she took a Spirit Stone out of the chanism with a dark face, she could already guess who was involved. There was only one person capable of such antics.

If that batch of chanical equipnt were slightly modified and replicated, it would be enough to attack a city. Su Wanjun imdiately classified it as controlled military equipnt, ordered the Palace Guard to destroy it on the spot, and confiscated her cousin’s money. He was detained for two days because of it...

The two of them laughed so hard they were bending over, with tears almost coming out.

At that mont.

Thud, thud, thud!

There was a burst of noise from the staircase next to them, and two figures made their way upstairs with a powerful presence.

Han Yu suddenly noticed that his cousin’s face had turned very ugly, so he followed his gaze.

It turned out to be the two people who had just co upstairs. One of them had a face like jade and wore richly embroidered clothes with a lotus pattern on a white background, carrying a long sword in his hand.

The other had a sharp, narrow face with a pair of slender, sinister-looking eyes, dressed in a tight-fitting black outfit, with a three-foot-long knife hanging at his waist.

"What’s going on?"

The common folk turned their heads, and saw the two figures sitting down and looking over.

When the two sides made eye contact, the sinister man also had an ugly expression, then let out a few scoffing laughs with a sneer on his face.

The other person, although appearing calm, had a peculiar look in his eyes towards his cousin.

"A vendetta?"

Han Yu speculated as he turned his head back.

His cousin shook his head, not intending to elaborate and said stiffly, "If anything happens later, try not to get involved and let

handle it."

"We can just not eat and leave first."

The common folk also vaguely sensed that there was so friction between the other party and his cousin, so he spoke up.

But his cousin shook his head, "Why should I hide from them?"

The three of them lost interest in joking and quietly waited for the food to be served.

"Isn’t this Young Master Mo, the notorious spendthrift of the Mo Family, coming to see his sister like a child?"

A voice as unpleasant as a duck’s quacked out from behind.

It was the sinister man who couldn’t help but step over, speaking with a sarcastic expression.

His cousin suppressed his anger, stood up, and coldly said, "I have guests today, Wang Shiye, you better not push

to the brink."

Wang Shiye sneered with a mocking expression, "Soone like you has friends too? Are they just so low-life companions?"

With just one sentence, he simultaneously insulted all three people, changing their expressions.

The common folk suddenly chuckled, as if to himself, saying, "I wonder if his family told him to watch out while going out, to look both ways and not bump into people, lest he dies unclear how."

Han Yu said nothing but, lifting his right fist, the surrounding air suddenly grew hot.

"Shiye!"

A friend from a distance called out frowning, and only then did Wang Shiye glare, letting out a few cold snorts before leaving.

"If that fool’s overseas, I’d fail my parents if I let him leave alive,"

The common folk fud silently.

His cousin shook his head with a bitter smile, "You should bear with it. My family and they have always been at odds. This is the way it is when both sides et. There’s no point in offending people."

"If we offend them, so be it. What can he do?" Han Yu, with his two Divine Techniques, was unafraid and said carelessly with a smile.

"Overseas cultivators settle scores imdiately, I’m still irritated,"

The common folk, becoming increasingly uneasy, suddenly spoke to Han Yu.

"What about that Pill you had this morning?"

Han Yu took out the Muscle and Bone Strengthening Pill. The common folk quickly snatched it up, didn’t bother using the stairs, flipped over, and went downstairs, leaving two dumbfounded people behind.

After about fifteen minutes, he leisurely returned upstairs.

"What did you do?"

Han Yu thought for a mont, forming a few guesses.

The common folk smiled mysteriously but said nothing.

Soon, waiters arrived with dishes on both sides, and the common folk kept glancing over with side glimpses.

"How can you be sure he’ll eat it?"

Han Yu suddenly whispered.

The common folk’s eyes glinted as he grinned, "It’s simple. I just slipped the waiter so money."

Han Yu pondered but was still puzzled, "What if it goes wrong and soone else eats it?"

At this, the common folk simply didn’t care, "Just do it first, succeed or fail, that’s for later. If soone else eats it, tough luck for them."

Are overseas cultivators all so gutsy?

Han Yu gained a new perspective on the common folk.

Behind them, Wang Shiye and the other cultivator clinked glasses before quickly digging into the food. When he picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork in front of him, a glimr of excitent appeared in the common folk’s eyes.

"Wasn’t that simple?"

The common folk laughed cheerfully.

"Next ti you want to test a drug, choose an enemy or soone you dislike. It’s easy, see?"

Han Yu had a thoughtful look and then chuckled lightly, "I might need to test quite a bit."

Upon hearing, the common folk shook his head, tapping his chopsticks on the table and laughing loudly with one leg crossed, "You don’t get it. As long as you have enough enemies, you’d buy poison by the pound."

Little did he know that these words would bring trouble to many in the future.

Han Yu just felt his mind opening up a lot.

At the table behind them, the effects of the pill finally set in...