Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?-Chapter 415 - 357: Fire Spirit’s Whereabouts
When Zhu Yu returned to Moyang City, he listened to the reports from the Palace Guard and hurried to the dungeon.
Upon arriving at the location, he saw Han Yu looking refreshed, while the black robe at his feet lay collapsed like mud.
Inside the dungeon, Tu Xingsun bit his lip tightly, not daring to make a sound, fearing this demon would notice him. If he got bored and decided to play with him as well, what could he do?
Just earlier, he had witnessed the most bizarre and terrifying scene of his life. Han Yu seemed to hold something invisible in his hand, but with every swinging motion, the black robe in his hand howled endlessly as if it had lost its soul.
Not only that, but the aura of the black robe at Great Perfection kept falling, first dropping to the Divine Gaze Realm, and then falling back to the Seeing Me Realm.
This was the first time he’d seen a method of slicing through someone’s realm like lingering death. He had only ever heard of ruining someone’s Divine Spring before.
He wasn’t alone in seeing this for the first time; the sensations felt by the black robe were even stronger, as he was the one being cut.
Han Yu first slashed his realm all the way down to the Seeing Me Realm, and then moved to obliterate his divine techniques.
"Aim for the spot between the eyebrows; that’s the place to directly reach the Sea of Consciousness."
The Artifact Spirit, watching from the sidelines, egged him on.
When the Authority Blade actually stabbed in, there were no visible wounds on the black robe’s head, but a chunk was visibly carved out from his Sea of Consciousness, and that red energy was partially extracted.
With just a few such slashes, the black robe was immediately in despair.
His greatly inflated third-tier realm fell all the way back to the initial form of divine techniques, and Han Yu intended to chop up that small flame as well.
"I... I’ll speak, I’ll speak..."
The black robe was on the verge of tears, unable to withstand any more slashing. Any further, and he’d have neither cultivation nor divine techniques, and might as well not live.
"Cowardly, aren’t you? If you’d spoken up sooner, you wouldn’t have taken these blades. Or just be a tough guy until the end, and I’ll shave you down to the bone and let you start all over again."
Han Yu rolled his eyes and sneered, then raised his hand again.
The black robe’s face turned pale, and he scrambled to his feet, clutching Han Yu’s leg and begging for mercy. If he got slashed again, there’d truly be no hope for him.
If he had known, he would have spoken from the beginning. Now... he had lost his cultivation and his divine techniques for nothing. His heart was bleeding.
To this, Han Yu felt no sympathy. This group from the Corpse Refining Lineage had done numerous heinous deeds. The lives taken by the black robe alone were unimaginable.
They had used living people in Shuzhou Prefecture for corpse refinement and cultivators in Zhanzhou Prefecture, with no telling how many. This recent strife between good and evil also claimed no small number of lives at his hands. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦
For someone like that, Han Yu truly couldn’t muster any pity.
"Well, speak up! But you only get one chance. If you deceive me, then you’ll really start over as a minor cultivator. I won’t destroy your Divine Spring; I’ll just force you to retrace the cultivation path."
Han Yu coldly laughed, sending a chill down the black robe’s spine.
This was truly terrifying, destroying oneself but leaving a glimmer of hope, only to likely die in despair before ever returning to the realm he once knew.
"The Fire Spirit is in the Southern Border!"
The black robe’s words spilled out like beans from a bamboo tube.
The Southern Border? How could there be a Fire Spirit in a place so barren of cultivators?
"It’s possible. In terms of the Five Elements, east is for wood, south for li fire. Its presence in the Southern Border seems reasonable."
The Artifact Spirit spoke up.
From the innate Five Elements perspective: east for wood, west for metal, south for fire, north for water—these are the origination points of the Five Elements, so it’s possible the Five Elements Spirit chose to be born in its origin location.
Han Yu nodded secretly, finding the Artifact Spirit’s explanation somewhat reasonable. Then he furrowed his brows and looked at the black robe again, "You’re not just going to give me a vague Southern Border and have me search aimlessly, are you?"
He didn’t believe for a second that the black robe was that tight-lipped; if there was no specific location, how could this guy boast so much to Tu Xingsun?
The black robe showed hesitation, as disclosing this information truly meant losing everything.
All the schemes yielded nothing, only costing him his cultivation and divine techniques.
At Cyan Sun Sect, he had seen nearly a thousand survivors escape right in front of him, which meant nearly a thousand evil cultivators saw him get captured alive.
The technique of faking death and escape had failed, and the master behind him surely knew he was now in the hands of the Imperial Court.
In the days ahead, he feared even being cannon fodder might be an unreachable goal.
Who knows if his master, with such sinister intent, might seize the chance to silence him?
He’s truly stuck in a dilemma, bound to suffer here, yet likely having no future if he escapes.
"If I give you the location, can you find me a safe place?"
The black robe tightly clung to the final location, trying to secure himself a path of survival.
Han Yu thought for just a moment before chuckling, clearly having anticipated the black robe’s situation.
"How about the main dungeon at the Inspectorate headquarters, where Bai Bufen is living just fine?"
Except without freedom.
Upon hearing this, the black robe’s expression completely fell. That’s the safe place?
"Where else do you think could be safer? After all, Bai Bufen lived well enough in there without dying."
Han Yu spoke with a playful smile.
The black robe’s expression shifted uncertainly; he knew going in meant never coming out.
"No, as long as you can provide something useful, maybe they’ll release you someday?"
This seemed like tricking a fool; if it were that useful, Bai Bufen wouldn’t still be in custody.
Yet Han Yu wasn’t afraid he wouldn’t agree. Before stripping him of power, maybe he had a chance at survival outside, but now, even if released, he might not dare to leave.
"You attacked the Righteous Sects, and besides that, the Celestial Secret Tower and Cyan Sun Sect were your doing. As for others, I’m unaware."
"Moreover, you used the Evil Path as cannon fodder, causing so many deaths—there are witnesses. People on both sides can testify it was you, and both people and ghosts want you gone. Do you think anyone will spare you?"
It’s no secret that in the Cultivator Realm, with the black robe as a participant, those who hate him are plentiful. Currently, any Divine Gaze Realm cultivator could handle him. Do you think he’s afraid?
"I’m doing this for your benefit."
Han Yu finally comforted him with a kind tone.
If not for the fact that he couldn’t fight him, the black robe would have already bitten him on the calf.
Bastard, crippling me into this state and now claiming it’s for my own good.
After a long silence, the black robe finally accepted defeat, lowering his head and weakly speaking, "In the Minzhou Prefecture area, though the precise location I really do not know."
This place was surveyed by the now-deceased Ox and Ma Mian, and he only learned of it by helping them. Originally, it should have been reported out of self-interest.
"You all were searching for the Five Elements Spirit too?"
Han Yu asked with surprise. Was there nothing the Corpse Refining Lineage didn’t meddle with?
"Ox once suspected the Holy Sect wanted to cultivate a Five Elements Divine Techniques monster through the Five Elements Spirit."
The black robe’s words shocked Han Yu.
That ambition! What are Five Elements Divine Techniques but innate divine techniques, gifts bestowed by Heaven and Earth. Did they actually think they could reach above the skies? What madness they planned.
"So, did you succeed?"
Han Yu couldn’t help but ask.
The black robe shook his head vigorously, "The Holy Sect achieved some success with ghost series divine techniques but nothing in other aspects. I’m a genuinely divine techniques cultivator."
Beyond that, the black robe had little else to access. What he did get was leaked from those few deceased leaders, though, unfortunately, nothing came from it.
As for other areas, they’re likely of interest only to the Inspectorate.
"Consider this merit yours, and you can take these two back to the Inspectorate."
Once he had the location, the black robe was of no further use, so Han Yu generously handed him over to Zhu Yu.
Zhu Yu hadn’t expected to have fortune fall into his lap like this; this trip back was truly worth it.
If the Corpse Refining Lineage’s survivor were given to the Inspectorate, not to mention the cultivation resources and magical treasures he’d receive in return.
No wonder the cultivators from both divisions were willing to boast about this guy. Maybe I’d do the same in the future.
When he cheerfully returned to focus, besides the wretched-faced black robe and the suspended Tu Xingsun in the cell, Han Yu had vanished without a trace...
