Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?

"We might not be able to find it."

Han Yu's tone was quite helpless.

In the Sea of Consciousness, Glass was rubbing her chubby cheeks, her expression of helplessness looking almost identical to Han Yu's.

If they gave up just like this, who knows when they'd encounter another Talent Divine Power User or a Child of Qi Fortune.

But if they didn't give up, this Earth Divine Power User was elusive, not even showing his face before disappearing without a trace.

And seeing Han Yu's expression, it seemed he was inclined to give up.

Dragon Blood Stone was useless to him, and the Divine Power User had vanished without a trace.

"Han Yu, aren't you tempted by Earth Divine Power? If you had it, you could sneak in and out of a young lady's boudoir unnoticed!"

Glass spoke eagerly.

Han Yu's face immediately darkened, and he exclaimed, "Oh, my gosh."

Damn it, the Earth Divine Power has already been used so perversely, and yet you want me to use it even more lasciviously.

What the hell is sneaking into a young lady's boudoir all about?

"Stop! Don't try to sell me dreams, if we can find the person, I'll help you catch him."

Han Yu quickly waved his hand, telling it not to say anything more—this guy had a high pill limit, but as an Artifact Spirit, its Spirit Grade was extremely low.

It spewed all sorts of vulgar phrases spontaneously.

"Look quickly to the east!"

Huangfu Liang hurriedly flew over from afar, extending his hand and pointing to a place, calling out urgently.

Everyone turned their heads in unison.

In the eastern sky, a brilliance soared like fireworks. In just a few blinks, it exploded, illuminating a small patch of sky as if it were daylight.

"This place is desolate; ordinary cultivators wouldn't come here, much less fight for no reason."

Ou Mingdong quickly reacted, speaking urgently.

Before he finished speaking, You Li and Huangfu Liang had already cut through the sky, rushing off first...

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Tu Xingsun, furious, looked at the sickly man and protested.

"You said it would be a quick fight, yet you're playing this cat-and-mouse game. Isn't that childish?"

The final attack of that wretched man was too conspicuous; anyone with eyes could see that a fight was going on here.

They already got the Dragon Blood Stone; wouldn't it be better to leave quietly? Adding more trouble for no reason made Tu Xingsun grind his teeth in anger, but he was helpless.

In their group of four, he was the weakest. Though his Earth Divine Power was modest, it was good for escaping, but not enough to stir up trouble in Qingzhou Prefecture.

If identified, they might be hunted as demons.

If not for this, he wouldn't have pulled these three along.

They agreed that when they reached Qingzhou Prefecture, he would use Earth Divine Power to explore underground while the three stood guard.

Even so, the three were still reluctant.

Earth Escape was feasible, but searching for the elusive Dragon Blood Stone over a hundred miles in Qingzhou was quite unrealistic.

At last, the sickly man mysteriously shook his tortoise shell and drew a top fortune, confirming their trip to Qingzhou.

The sickly man was about to retort, as he had always looked down on Tu Xingsun, who was the weakest despite having an innate divine technique.

If it were a limitation of talent, that would be one thing, but he prioritized divine techniques over proper cultivation.

Those in the know ridiculed him behind his back as dim-witted. A Talent Divine Power User yet a disappointment among the Divine Gaze Realm—aside from his notable Escape Technique, he had nothing remarkable.

Even if his divine techniques were mighty, his own frailty still made him a target.

Just as he was about to retort, the sickly man's eye whites turned grey; in his vision, a small red light appeared above Tu Xingsun's head, glowing like a torch.

"Why is your Omen Star suddenly shining so brightly!"

The sickly man exclaimed in shock.

Everyone's expression changed; they all knew that the sickly man could see things others could not.

His eyes were more reliable than his tortoise shell.

The sickly man shifted his gaze to the others, finding the Omen Star also appeared above their heads, but only a faint glimmer compared to Tu Xingsun.

He spoke thoughtfully.

"Move away from him and see what happens."

Though puzzled, they kept retreating, leaving Tu Xingsun standing alone.

The man appeared understanding, indeed, as the distance grew, the Omen Star dimmed.

"Death treads towards you; you might die and take us down with you."

The sickly man, with dead fish eyes, looked at him as if seeing a dying man.

Tu Xingsun turned pale. Then realization dawned on him, and he cursed at the man.

"Damn it, that attack must have drawn them here. It's all your fault."

There was no other explanation.

Especially that man always chasing above him, most alarming.

Thinking like this, he clutched the Dragon Blood Stone and prepared to use Earth Escape.

"What are you doing?"

The bald man, quick-eyed and swift, yelled out.

"They're surely already in pursuit. We must retreat quickly."

Tu Xingsun said anxiously, the Omen Star shining—how could they waste time talking when they should be fleeing.

But the bald man, stubborn, grabbed him and boomed in a muffled voice.

"Didn't the fortune-teller say before? Your Omen Star is bright; if you die underground with the stone, where will we dig it out? You can't take the stone."

"Then what do you want?"

Tu Xingsun asked with a dark face.

"I'll take the stone. You escape quickly, as far as you can."