People from Both Sides Arrive

It was not just that Hanyu was unwilling. Even if he were willing to give the pills to the cultivators of the Heaven Heavenly Dao Sect, he suspected that only a few of them would dare swallow these pills.

The people from the Central Continent were different. They desperately needed strength, and pills were the fastest—and only remaining—shortcut.

So much so that whenever they took Hanyu's pills, they had developed the habit of checking the side effects first. The stronger the side effects, the stronger the pill.

These four pills were so sinister that they practically amounted to throwing away one's future, yet the Sect Masters of the Nine Sects had divided them among themselves.

That was why the Artifact Spirit felt that the cultivators of the Central Continent were ruthless enough toward themselves.

"If I were from Yanluo Hall, I might not even dare give the Central Continent a chance."

The Artifact Spirit's expression was complicated. A group of people capable of being ruthless toward themselves would inevitably unleash the fiercest revenge once they truly grasped power.

The old Daoist was still waiting for Hanyu's answer, but the fellow had gone absentminded just like the Distracted Taoist, drifting off at the drop of a hat.

Even if he had not seen these pills, the old Daoist would still have to have a word with Hanyu about this matter.

Why give good things to outsiders every day instead of thinking of your own people?

When Hanyu came back to himself, his expression was extremely complicated.

Good sir, you're the outsiders!

Still, the old Daoist's words reminded him that since he was impersonating one of their people, he did need to send over a few pills from time to time to prove his value.

"That's easy enough."

The Artifact Spirit snapped