Young Master Lin struggled to get up from the ground, the splints on his legs having all fallen off, causing him to grimace in pain, and the Qilin within him seemed somewhat dispirited as well.

"You lack cultivation. If I attach myself to you, either you will die, or I will have to bear the burden."

Lin Fei's talent was too poor, and his body was merely mortal, rendering him unable to truly borrow the Qilin's power.

Ninety percent of the power was spent protecting his body from collapsing, leaving only ten percent, which couldn't yield any effect.

"Perhaps it's really time for you to start cultivating."

Initially, the Qilin was not optimistic about him entering the cultivator circle, but the sudden appearance of a mysterious stranger today who could instantly see through the Qilin within Lin Fei's Sea of Consciousness made it feel a sense of crisis.

If more and more people discover Lin Fei's secret, its fate would ultimately be out of its own control.

Young Master Lin wore a pained expression; the leg bone that had already been dislocated had been made worse by this fall.

"Young Master! Young Master!"

A call came from afar, and Young Master Lin quickly composed his expression, leaning casually against the wall, acting nonchalant.

As the voice drew closer, it was revealed to be Laifu.

Young Master Lin looked at Laifu with surprise, "Laifu, what are you doing here?"

A worried look flashed across Laifu's thin face as he said, "I was worried the Young Master wouldn't make it back, so I came specifically to carry you."

Young Master Lin's face showed a moment of emotion, as he relaxed his body slightly, changing back to a troubled look, "Laifu, if Chang Wei hits you again in the future, I will use family rules against him, even if he knows martial arts!"

After Laifu carefully carried Young Master Lin on his back, Young Master Lin suddenly remembered to ask, "By the way, Laifu, how did you know I was here?"

Laifu turned his head, smiled, and explained, "Your friend told me! Knowing you have pride, he went home first to inform me to come pick you up."

Young Master Lin's relaxed body suddenly froze, cold sweat appeared on his back, he asked in astonishment, "Are you saying he told you to come here?"

Initially relieved that the stranger hadn't followed him, Young Master Lin now felt a chill down his spine, especially when Laifu said with a smile, "Your friend also said you are too sensitive, so he can't escort you home."

Upon hearing this, the Qilin within him suddenly spoke up, "There's a strong aura ten meters to the left at the corner."

Young Master Lin quickly raised his head, only to see Han Yu standing at the end of the corner, smiling as he waved his hand, then leisurely turned around and left.

"What on earth does he mean by this?"

Young Master Lin couldn't understand his intentions. If he's after the Qilin, why didn't he make a move? Yet his medicinal pills are too peculiar, he doesn't seem like a decent person at all!

After Han Yu left the alley with Young Master Lin, he didn't plan to interact with him again for now and could only wander around to see if he could find someone to pass the pill to, as he still had two pills on him!

As for Young Master Lin, having been so frightened, it seems he needed a few days to calm down, otherwise, reappearing might scare him away again.

"Damn, he must take these pills."

The Little Artifact Spirit said, sharpening its knives.

Han Yu was quite astonished by its unwillingness to relent; there must be some benefit involved!

"Is the Qilin's origin really that good?"

The Little Artifact Spirit scoffed with a light click of the tongue, then explained.

The most beloved by the land, the Qilin is supreme; among the people, it is also considered auspicious, turning misfortune into blessing.

"If you can devour half of its Soul Origin, you can at least trade it for twenty years of Qi Fortune and expand your Sea of Consciousness, while also giving you some better luck, you unlucky chap."

Han Yu initially listened intently, but as it went on, he found it increasingly disagreeable; how did he become an unlucky chap?

"Aren't you unlucky? When have you not been chased?"

The Little Artifact Spirit's retort left him speechless, Han Yu was choked on the spot.

"Hey, kid!"

Suddenly someone slapped him on the shoulder from behind, and a somewhat familiar voice came from behind, causing Han Yu to turn his head at once.

His cousin's Sixth Uncle, Mo Xingzhi.

Mo Xingzhi looked better today than yesterday, with only twenty or so remaining cultivators behind him.

Han Yu didn't expect they'd meet again so soon and curiously asked.

"How are things progressing with Boss Mo?"

Who knew, upon hearing this, Mo Xingzhi's face turned grim, seemingly aggrieved, he waved his hand, saying with frustration, "There's not a clue. We took the family disciples and searched along the river all night, and couldn't even catch a shadow, such a big ship, gone without a trace."

This was truly puzzling, such a big ship, loaded with spirit stones, not easily hidden, how could it disappear without a trace in half an hour, considering they were searching from the sky aboard the Iron Kite.

Mo Xingzhi seemed to have given up, with the low-tier cultivators behind him also showing fatigue.

He turned and gave some instructions, then told them to find a place to rest first.

"Usual methods won't work, I'll wait here for my nephew to arrive, he certainly has more ideas than me."

Nephew?

Han Yu's heart moved, could it be his cousin?

How long had that guy been in confinement before being released again?

He'd be overjoyed…

His cousin was indeed almost overjoyed when Qiu Yin informed him in the yard, he danced with joy, being unable to go out had stifled him for days, and now he could finally go out.

"Don't get too happy. This time, you'll have to stick with me, if you wander off, don't expect me to plead on your behalf next time."

Qiu Yin forced a serious expression on his old face, but the smile in his eyes couldn't be hidden.

"Got it, Uncle Qiu."

His cousin immediately bowed obediently to Qiu Yin, smiling cheekily as he spoke.

"Your Sixth Uncle's matters are quite urgent as well, we should set off quickly."

Qiu Yin thought for a moment and immediately decided to leave today to avoid delays, as he had already organized a group of disciples to be ready at all times.

"Wait a minute, if it's that urgent, we might as well take the Flying Shuttle!"

His cousin suddenly interrupted him, pointing to the small boat that had just been assembled at the door.

Qiu Yin seemed startled by his bold suggestion, because this little boat was the so-called Flying Shuttle, originally designed by Cousin, and it had only just been assembled, without any prior testing.

"Is this safe?"

Qiu Yin frowned with concern.

Cousin patted his chest with extreme confidence, "The thing is designed by me, and the craftsmanship is done by our Mo Family, what are you worried about, sir."

Hearing this, Qiu Yin was persuaded and turned to a Mo Family culti...ator and said, "Go notify the people of the Profound Wind Tribe to gather here."

Just a quarter of an hour later, a Flying Boat suddenly soared into the sky, carrying Cousin, Qiu Yin, and ten culti...ators, transforming into a streak of light that disappeared into the horizon.

Mo Yushu stood outside the main courtyard squinting at the sky, feeling a wave of shock inside, yet another remarkable invention.

Qiu Yin's face was extremely unsightly at this moment, the fierce wind constantly blowing against his face, pulling the once-loose skin back, and the ten culti...ators behind him were also looking grim.

One of them suddenly turned pale and begged, "Xiuwen, spare these clansmen! We're scared."

They couldn't help but be scared; the speed of this Flying Shuttle was several times that of Sword Control, a terrifying speed they had never experienced in their lives. They were already anxious, and Cousin was still trying to test the limits of the Flying Shuttle.

At this moment, Cousin was holding a Spirit Stone, opening a compartment at the front of the Flying Shuttle, which was already filled with five Spirit Stones, intending to place the sixth one inside.

"Since it's the first time anyway, we might as well do the test on the road, so you don't have to do it separately when we get back. I can help you check it out here too."

Saying this, amidst the horrified gazes, Cousin forcefully inserted the Spirit Stone with a smack.

A terrifying thrusting sensation nearly flung everyone out, followed by an acceleration of the Flying Shuttle, so fast that no one cared anymore.

Everyone suddenly realized with horror that it was becoming increasingly difficult to breathe, the wind roaring past forming bursts of noise.

"Xiuwen, slow down!"

Someone shouted in anger.

"What did you say?"

Cousin rubbed his ears, finding it hard to hear clearly.

"Slow down!"

"What!"

Finally, Qiu Yin, with a dark face, pushed Cousin away and forcibly pulled out a Spirit Stone with his hand, causing the Flying Shuttle to gradually decelerate.

Saved! This was the simultaneous thought that flashed through everyone's mind.

Cousin awkwardly wiped his nose, chuckling, "It was all a mishap, I'll design a shield for you when we go back, so we can speed up even further."

Speed up even more!

Everyone looked at him like a madman, secretly admonishing themselves not to ride the Flying Shuttle with him again, even if ordered by the clan leader.

The fact proved that Cousin's design and the craftsmanship of the Mo Family were indeed top-notch, marking a successful maiden flight of the Flying Shuttle.

Except that Cousin thought the speed was still insufficient.

The Lord truly is wise, if this brat isn't restrained a bit, he won't need anyone to kill him, he'd kill himself.

Qiu Yin somewhat understood his own lord now.

Knowing that Cousin was coming, Han Yu felt a bit joyful in his heart, immediately checked out of the inn and went to the inn where Mo Xingzhi and the others stayed to rent a room.

Mo Xingzhi was perplexed, and Han Yu smiled mysteriously, saying he was waiting for an old friend to come.

That night, Han Yu was awoken by a commotion.

The noise wasn't outside; it was in his mind.

The Glazed Bottle was shaking, and the Little Artifact Spirit seemed quite angry.

Who knows how strange it is to have a bottle appear in your mind, with a voice inside it arguing, but actually talking to itself.

"Can't a person rest in the middle of the night?"

Han Yu said helplessly.

The Little Artifact Spirit seemed to find someone to confide in and quickly spoke, "The bottle is too much, it gave me today's authority, but now it wants to refine Pills."

Han Yu felt puzzled, it wasn't even midnight yet! What kind of Pills, the Little Artifact Spirit started explaining in a huff.

When they discovered Young Master Lin today, it had agreed with the bottle to lend it authority today, but now the bottle was going back on its word, trying to secretly refine Pills, luckily discovered by it.

"It's not happening today, just return the authority to the bottle and borrow it again tomorrow."

Han Yu sighed woefully, trying to mediate, or else there'd be no sleep tonight.

"I'm only trying to help you by holding it off since you still have two Pills left, worried about you being overexerted!" Little Glass sounded slightly aggrieved.

"Ha-ha!"

Han Yu didn't believe a word, if this thing had a body, it'd be full of holes from its slyness.

"What if it refines some miraculous Pill now, together with those two Pills, and even after swallowing half of the Qilin's Origin, I can't win against the bottle, what then?"

The Little Artifact Spirit muttered softly.

Damn it, this was the real reason!

This broken bottle and the Artifact Spirit it produced, always playing mind games together.

"Seeing you all so wise, I am ashamed to be human."

Han Yu sighed long.

In the end, the Little Artifact Spirit couldn't do anything to the bottle, and after the bottle started shaking.

Click ～ Poof ～

Before Han Yu could see the Pills, the Little Artifact Spirit suddenly laughed wildly.

Then quickly turned its gaze to the Pills.

In an instant, Han Yu's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

Damn!

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