Who Brought Him into Chapter 473 - 416: Bizarre Death

Chapter 473: Chapter 416: Bizarre Death

How could such an absurd thing exist in the world?

The Guardian of Wuping Prefecture felt as if the sky was about to collapse. Han Yu died in his territory, and when the tower questioned him, even a hundred mouths wouldn’t be enough to explain!

Trying to explain it away was also the Sect Leader of Bitter Lotus Sect.

"If I said he ca to deliver pills to my disciple, and then my disciple just finished taking his pill, and he died, would you believe it?"

Faced with the strange gaze from the Guardian of Wuping Prefecture, the Sect Leader of Bitter Lotus Sect felt his scalp tingle, and his entire face turned bitter like a gourd.

His dilapidated sect was at best second-rate, and having a prodigal son from the Cultivator Realm die at his sect was unbearable!

Han Yu’s connection with the Fifth Tower was no secret, and if accountability ca up, he really couldn’t handle it!

"Do you believe what you’re saying?"

The Guardian of Wuping Prefecture asked him in return.

The Sect Leader of Bitter Lotus Sect was stunned because he didn’t believe it either, but... it really was Han Yu who died on his own.

When Han Yu first arrived, he thought it was a divine manifestation from a sect elder, specially bringing opportunity.

He didn’t expect it to bring disaster.

The Guardian of Wuping Prefecture sighed, crouched down, and slowly looked at the stiff figure on the ground.

At this mont, Han Yu still retained an expression of widened eyes and unresolved anger in death.

The heartbeat was indeed absent, and the entire body showed no signs of life.

Even when continuously using True Essence to touch his acupoints, it couldn’t provoke any reaction.

"Completely dead."

This was the third ti he had co to this conclusion.

He couldn’t do much, only surround the Bitter Lotus Sect and wait for a decision from the tower.

"Guardian, think about it, who under the heavens could kill him? You must think too highly of ."

The Sect Leader of Bitter Lotus Sect said bitterly.

"I know."

The Guardian of Wuping Prefecture naturally understood this reasoning, but what had to be done still had to be done.

"Wait for the tower to send soone to investigate."

After saying this, they both sighed in unison, feeling like they were extrely unlucky to have soone die here.

...

What?

Quan Xiaotong’s originally furious face turned extrely strange. He had speculated about Han Yu’s death a thousand different ways, but Ling Wuce’s explanation was hard to accept.

He repeatedly confird by asking, "You an to say, Han Yu went to soone’s sect, gave soone a West River Pill, and as soon as they took the pill, Han Yu died?"

This was completely over the top!

What kind of death is that? Even saying he was poisoned would make more sense. Why did soone else eat the pill, and Han Yu died?

"That’s why I’m telling you not to rush!"

Ling Wuce said with irritation, waving his hand. They wouldn’t listen to the full story and kept speculating. This bad habit of intelligence gatherers was always listening half and guessing the rest.

Having interacted deeply and for quite a long ti with Han Yu, Ling Wuce had a good understanding of him naturally.

"It definitely wasn’t murder. His body was so sturdy that even the old fossils of the Nine Sects couldn’t kill him."

Ling Wuce declared.

"Then what is the situation?"

Quan Xiaotong couldn’t make sense of it; if not, what other reason could cause his death?

"What if he died on his own?"

Ling Wuce pondered, then suddenly spoke up.

Gao Feng and Quan Xiaotong frowned simultaneously. That wasn’t a funny joke.

"No, I’m not joking. Han Yu was always different from normal cultivators. Could this be just a state, like a feigned death?"

Ling Wuce’s words lit up their eyes. Yes, Han Yu had always walked a peculiar path, and his pills were peculiar too, so his death being strange wasn’t impossible.

"I’ll make a trip then!"

"Let’s see what kind of tricks this kid is up to."

Ling Wuce said helplessly.

"How sure are you?"

Quan Xiaotong turned his head, thinking over sothing.

"What are you up to?"

Ling Wuce’s expression turned strange; with his understanding of Quan Xiaotong, he knew he might be up to no good.

"Two kids in Bailu City dug up the ancestral graves of the Nine Sects, and everything’s a ss. I’m going to give those old guys so work and have the Hundred Herbs Bureau retrieve the body first." Quan Xiaotong suddenly revealed a mysterious smile.

Given the old geezers’ pursuit of the Life Span Pill, knowing that Han Yu "died" outside, they’d probably go insane.

"Once those old guys have rushed over there, Elder Gao, you can head to the Nine Sects to negotiate. It might save so hassle and blood."

After all, those veteran slickers of the Cultivator Realm were black-hearted and scheming, not worth bargaining with.

Can you exploit a dead person?

Ling Wuce widened his eyes, realizing Quan Xiaotong’s lower bound had just dropped.

But he still said, "I’m ninety percent sure he’s not dead, leaving ten percent in case he brought it upon himself."

...

"Damn it, he’s completely dead."

The Artifact Spirit cursed at the Ping within the Sea of Consciousness.

How could the Artifact Spirit not know if Han Yu was dead?

It had called for him all day and night without any response. Usually, as soon as it annoyed him a bit, that rascal Han Yu would imdiately co out to argue.

But now, the entire Sea of Consciousness was dead silent. In the dim space, aside from the quietly standing Ping, only it remained.

"Damn, I knew you were up to no good, and I am the kindhearted one."

"You’ve been hiding for so long and finally exposed yourself, haven’t you?"

"I’m telling you, he’s dead, so don’t think you’ll have it easy. I can’t seize authority from you, but that doesn’t an I can’t try."

"Don’t think of using my abilities; without the West River Pill, I wonder how many years it’ll take for you to recover."

The Artifact Spirit cursed at the Ping incessantly, getting angrier as it went on.

After leaving Bailu City, it had accumulated fifty years’ worth of Qi Fortune, but the Ping kept withholding it.

It had thrown tantrums several tis in the middle, but Han Yu managed to calm it down.

In the last half month, they spent their ti running around sending dicine, expecting to break the century mark upon completion, but then Han Yu had an accident.

Others might not know, but it could see clearly!

The damned Ping erupted with two terrifying waves, one completely destroying Han Yu’s insides, and the other splitting the Sea of Consciousness, directly shaking Han Yu to death!

So, externally Han Yu appeared unscathed, but internally, he was dead beyond repair.

His entire ridian system was destroyed, and his organs were barely distinguishable from each other.

His bones had turned to powder.

"I’ll take you on!"

The Artifact Spirit said hatefully and started punching and kicking the Ping.

Boom!

Suddenly, a thunderous sound erupted in the Sea of Consciousness, and a bolt of lightning struck down, dispersing the Artifact Spirit’s Spirit Body.

But before long, Glass reford at the sa spot, muttering angrily and continued the attack.

Outside, the Guardian of Wuping Prefecture was still squatting with the Sect Leader of Bitter Lotus Sect, both looking troubled.

"Um... sir, did you hear the sound of thunder?"

The Sect Leader of Bitter Lotus Sect suddenly twitched his ear, as though he heard so faint thunder.

"What thunder on a sunny day? Don’t talk to ; I’m annoyed!"

The Guardian of Wuping Prefecture waved his hand impatiently, but then his face froze.

He had heard it too.

Both turned their heads sharply, staring at Han Yu’s corpse, from which the sound was coming!

Within the Sea of Consciousness, the Artifact Spirit kept attacking relentlessly. Though the Ping could suppress it, in earnest combat, the Artifact Spirit wasn’t afraid of it.

Its Spirit Body would disintegrate but would resurrect by drawing power from the Ping and continue attacking.

After so ti, as if tired of the skirmish, the Ping withdrew the Thunder Pool and floated in the Sea of Consciousness, crashing around.

A sapling, Fire Dragon, spring eye, small mound, and a broken map huddling in a corner all manifested one by one.

The Artifact Spirit’s previously thrashing limbs halted imdiately. Why were these things still here?

"Isn’t that rascal not dead!"