Who Brought Him into Chapter 453 - 395: Increase Pill

Chapter 453: Chapter 395: Increase Pill

Chang Weiyang’s troubles were resolved, but from now on, there might be a heartbroken person in the Cultivator Realm.

"Hahaha!"

Stepping out of the rice store, Han Yu couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

By noon, Ye Zhiqiu finally erged from his room looking half-alive.

He once again donned his Guardian uniform, with a face that looked like everyone owed him money, sitting at the rice store entrance with a deanor that warned strangers to stay away.

The Palace Guard dressed as a servant couldn’t help but stealthily approach and cautiously speak, "Boss, why don’t you go for a walk in the north of the city instead!"

Ye Zhiqiu’s lifeless expression at the rice store entrance was really affecting business!

Originally, the Guardian Mansion selling rice as a side job was already troubleso for them, but having their Guardian loitering there made it even harder, with nobody daring to enter for half the day.

The unlucky Palace Guard picked the wrong topic, tearing open Ye Zhiqiu’s wound bloodily.

The pain was suffocating for Ye Zhiqiu.

The Palace Guard felt a chill creep over him inexplicably and then saw Ye Zhiqiu glaring at him as if he wanted to devour him, imdiately scaring him away.

Damn it, I just managed to comfort myself, and here you are stirring

up again.

Ye Zhiqiu ground his teeth in rage.

...

After Han Yu erged from the rice store feeling refreshed, the Artifact Spirit unexpectedly poured cold water on him.

"Don’t be too pleased yet. If the Qi Fortune Cultivator doesn’t show up, it’ll be your turn to cry after Ye Zhiqiu finishes crying."

Yikes!

Only then did Han Yu rember the important matter, and his original good mood vanished completely.

These past two days had passed, and indeed there hadn’t been any communication.

Old Ye had just told him to wait for news, but whether he actually rembered to prioritize Han Yu’s matter, who knew?

Han Yu was worried this guy had been busy running to the north of the city these two days and had completely forgotten the matter.

Should he go back and ask again?

"Better wait a bit more for news."

Han Yu thought about Ye Zhiqiu’s mournful-looking face, figuring this guy wouldn’t be in the mood to discuss the matter today.

That wait turned into a whole day, with Youzhou City remaining calm and peaceful, without any anomalies or unfamiliar faces showing up.

This ghostly place seed isolated from the world. If not for the n Han Yu had brought out from the mountain ditch, you couldn’t see any cultivators coming or going in this broken city.

The night passed without event, with the moon wrapped in a light veil.

Just after midnight, Ping was shaking nonstop, waking Han Yu from his slumber.

No choice, with a mind shaken like an earthquake in one’s sleep, few could continue sleeping.

Ah~ Ahj!

Like smoothly spitting out a ball of phlegm, a black Pill popped out from the bottle’s mouth, bouncing and landing.

"Congratulations, you’ve hit a new low again."

The Artifact Spirit glanced at it and then, with a peculiar expression, clasped its hands together, cheerfully bowing.

Han Yu followed its gaze to the Pill, pressed his lips together, and forcefully resisted the urge to curse at Ping.

"Sa to you. Ping’s low standards are your low standards too."

Han Yu couldn’t help but roll his eyes at it, a dignified Artifact Spirit, conjuring such shaless Pills with its own body, yet it dared to laugh at him.

"Sleep!"

Waste of ti, this worthless Pill would be given away as a favor tomorrow.

...

"Divine Beast! Do you really have no surplus cultivation techniques you don’t want?"

For two days, Bai Qiu persisted tirelessly, refusing to let it go, and tried to coax the young tiger.

According to the usual lucky encounter, shouldn’t it give him more than just a piece of skin?

Where’s the cultivation technique?

Where’s the cultivation?

Where’s the divine soldiers?

Nothing here, what sort of lucky encounter is this?

Feeling quite unwilling, what should he do?

The young tiger, worn out by this, glanced at him and bared its teeth while shaking its head.

"Foolish mortal, you’re too greedy!"

Bai Qiu nearly fell to his knees in grievance upon hearing this. He had served this guy for at least half a year, but apart from that beast hide, he hadn’t received anything else. Even fooling a ghost couldn’t be done this outrageously!

"How about, you go and find

so more flesh to absorb, I’m feeling sleepy again."

The young tiger suddenly pursed its lips, showing signs of sleepiness before its body began to fade, shimring like the moon reflected in water.

"Don’t sleep yet! Hold on."

Bai Qiu was startled. The young tiger appeared eerily similar to how it had looked when he first encountered it six months ago.

When he had initially arrived here, it had been curled up in the corner, body flickering, as if it could vanish anyti.

He couldn’t guarantee he could awaken the young tiger again if it fell into that state, so he hurriedly grabbed the beast-hide cloak and ran for the exit.

...

The next day, Chang Weiyang was unexpectedly caught by a shadow as soon as he erged.

He thought it was an enemy attack, instinctively throwing a punch.

As a freshly re-established cultivator, his punch weakly landed on the other’s chest, and he was hooked by the other’s shoulder.

"Senior."

Chang Weiyang was taken aback; the voice was too familiar.

Turning his head, he saw Han Yu grinning as he hooked his shoulder, with a sowhat suggestive look.

"Got sothing good for you."

As he spoke, Han Yu sneakily took out a Pill, covering it as if afraid of being seen.

Chang Weiyang’s eyes lit up, and he looked at Han Yu with inexplicable gratitude.

Earlier, when he saw Han Yu generously giving Hao Lianzhao Pills, he beca quite envious, but was too shy to ask.

Unexpectedly, Han Yu rembered him and specifically gave him Pills.

He was quite moved by this.

Until Han Yu spoke with a grin...

About a quarter-hour later, the streets in the north of the city displayed a strange scene, with two grown n shoving each other in public, yet both displaying extre politeness.

"Senior, it’s free, a good thing."

Han Yu genuinely wanted to give him the Pill; it suited him, and would be well-used.

But Chang Weiyang adamantly refused, his face full of redness.

"Mr. Han, I honestly won’t lie to you, I don’t need it, I’m fine, no use for it."

"Senior, a man’s mouth may be hard, but it’s better to have real skills. Don’t be shy, I’m a Pill Master, there’s nothing we can’t discuss."

Han Yu chased him with the Pill.

Heaven knows, this ti he was sincerely trying to help.

There was absolutely no intent to cause mischief.

But Chang Weiyang was unwilling to accept it, burying his head and sneaking away.

Without realizing it, they ca to the rice store entrance, with Han Yu chasing behind with the Pill, and Chang Weiyang escaping quickly with his head down,

Ye Zhiqiu, filled with morning resentnt, saw Han Yu but had no desire to acknowledge him, especially seeing Chang Weiyang made his face darken, causing him to turn away with a humph.

Chang Weiyang, with a miserable face, pleaded as he walked and looked back, "Mr. Han, I really don’t need it, honestly, there’s no need to be so polite."

Goodness, pushing this person to such a point, he almost had a bitter lon face.

Han Yu suddenly felt it all to be dull, simply stopping the chase, allowing Chang Weiyang to hastily flee back towards the north of the city.

Judging by his escape, he likely wouldn’t dare to face Han Yu again anyti soon.

"Truly doesn’t know what’s good."

Han Yu shook his head in regret at the Pill in his palm.

Since Chang Weiyang didn’t want it, it wouldn’t be proper to insist too much between friends.

So he could only give it to soone else randomly.

"Quickly give it away, it’s disgraceful."

The Artifact Spirit seed quite disdainful of the Pill in Han Yu’s hands.

And indeed, Han Yu was disdainful too.

The reason...

Increase Pill: A pill taken by the user can select a body part to gain a localized enlargent ability, with the ability growing stronger alongside cultivation. Side effect: A random body part loses significant functionality.

Both the Artifact Spirit and Han Yu felt this Pill was quite improper, unexpected that Ping would quietly revisit past paths, managing to create such a low-standard Pill.

Chang Weiyang was inherently quite suitable; after all, a man with a Dao companion could definitely use so appropriate enhancent.

If he refused to appreciate it, he would just have to find soone else.

Han Yu suddenly glanced at Ye Zhiqiu inside the rice store, eyes lighting up; there was still a familiar face here!

Ye Zhiqiu, originally wanting to avoid seeing things that annoyed him, didn’t expect to suddenly feel a pat on his shoulder.

A cheerful voice followed from behind.

"Old Ye, don’t you want the Pill..."