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“I should be more cautious.”

After pondering for some time, Han Yi felt it was better to believe in what he saw rather than what he heard. He was facing setbacks everywhere in Yuandao State, and it would be more prudent to return to Misthaven Sea to assess the situation for himself before making a decision.

Thus, Han Yi, who had been initially excited to visit Yuandao State, decided to return to his old place because of some news he heard unexpectedly.

When he returned to Misthaven Ocean, he found that the intensity of the discussions among the cultivators about the Emissary’s fundraising plan far exceeded his expectations.

While not everyone blindly believed in the scheme, a significant number of them were fiercely loyal to Li Fan.

Those who believed and those who didn’t each regarded the other as foolish, each trying to convince the other.

In the midst of these relentless debates, the popularity of the topic grew day by day.

This attracted a large number of spectators to participate in the discussions.

However, looking at this raucously heated scene, Han Yi suddenly felt a chill run through him.

Yet before he could explore the unease in his heart…

A piece of news swept across the Alliance of Thousand Immortals in an instant, causing countless cultivators to breathe a sigh of relief. It brought the intensity of the discussion around Li Fan’s fundraising scheme to a peak.

The Alliance of Thousands of Immortals and the Five Elders Organization planned to call a ceasefire.

Li Fan, Master Li’s prediction came true once again!

Ever since Li Fan disclosed this news, many people had been pulling strings to verify the truth of the news, creating a surge in public opinion.

But there was never a definitive outcome.

Until today, when the prediction once again turned out to be true!

Although it was clear to discerning people that the officials of the Alliance of Thousands of Immortals seemed to be taking advantage of the situation to step back gracefully.

Still, it didn’t prevent Li Fan’s Art of Deduction, which had already been widely acclaimed for his skills, from being further exalted.

Many cultivators who had previously been utterly convinced that this large-scale fundraising scheme was merely a final attempt by Li Fan to embezzle the funds were swayed in their beliefs.

Even those cultivators who had initially chosen to watch, under the undeniable facts, decided to join the ranks of the contributors.

Following the trend is an instinct of human nature.

Han Yi, in his unease, had been hesitating all this while.

But suddenly, a rumor emerged.

It was said that due to the sheer enthusiasm of the cultivators, the contribution points raised had exceeded the original plan.

As a result, it was very likely that the promised “no cap” fundraising might be cut short soon.

The news, though anonymous, came with precise details, causing people who had yet to participate to panic.

Although He Zhenghao, representing the Emissary, promptly stepped forward to deny the rumors emphatically, it couldn’t alter the fact that the rate at which he collected contribution points was slowing down significantly.

This seemed to substantiate the authenticity of the “rumors”.

Consequently, the cultivators grew even more anxious.

At this point, Han Yi couldn’t resist any longer.

In the lively atmosphere, he impulsively donated all of his remaining 910,000 contribution points.

When the cold sea breeze blew him back to sobriety, he regretted his rash decision.

“No matter what, I should’ve left some contributions as backup.”

Han Yi lamented.

However, it was useless to regret now. A Contract Scroll had been signed between the two parties. Once handed over, the contributions couldn’t be reclaimed within the five-year closure period.

In genuine emergencies where there was a need for contribution points, one would have to pay a 30% penalty on the principal amount.

The high interest would also be invalidated.

The loss was simply too great. Only when left with no other choice, would a cultivator choose to pursue this course of action.

According to He Zhenghao, such stringent rules were in place to deter any ill-intentioned attempts at sabotage.

Since Li Fan attracted so much attention by raising contributions and gathering large amounts of funds, it had already made some people envious.

They were trying all means to discredit Li Fan, intending to replace him and claim a share of the profits.

“So many cultivators have participated, and Li Fan is currently the highest authority in Misthaven Ocean, there shouldn’t be any problems,” Han Yi comforted himself, as his feeling of loss lingered in his heart. He pondered for a long time but couldn’t identify the problem, so he reassured himself like this.

Now penniless, Han Yi was at a loss. He didn’t know where to go and was wandering aimlessly around Misthaven Ocean.

After an unknown amount of time, Han Yi suddenly came to his senses.

He quickly looked around his surroundings, feeling like he had been to this place before.

“This feeling…”

“But it’s strange, I clearly remember this is my first time here.” A look of caution flashed across Han Yi’s eyes.

However, having cultivated the Heavenly Fate Sutra and possessing keen spiritual sense, he did not overlook the strange feeling of déjà vu.

He slowly stirred his cultivation technique and began to look around cautiously.

“Huh?”

A moment later, he fixed his gaze on a certain part of the sky.

All creatures of the world each have their destiny.

However, at this moment, Han Yi noticed a distortion in a seemingly empty area of the sky.

“There’s something hidden here!” Han Yi was a little excited at heart.

Considering that he might have stumbled upon some serendipity, Han Yi first disguised his excitement and checked his surroundings for any other cultivators.

After ascertaining he was alone, he cautiously flew high into the sky to the area where the anomaly was, and began his observation keenly.

“Something is definitely not right!”

After nearly half a day, Han Yi confirmed his suspicion.

However, no matter how hard he tried afterward, he could not find a way to enter this concealed space.

The longer he stayed there, the greater the risk of being discovered by other cultivators.

Could he share this significant serendipity with others?

Soon enough, Han Yi started growing restless.

Just then, a vague image flashed across his mind.

Han Yi froze for a moment.

Regardless of where this sudden inspiration came from, he narrowed his eyes and followed the movements of the cultivator in the image.

He pulled back a certain distance first, then accelerated to the extreme, and violently collided with the concealed area in the sky.

A flash of dark light swiftly passed over his body.

The next moment, Han Yi saw two figures standing quietly inside the concealed space.

Cyan Wind.

Broken Sword.

His eyes instantly turned blood red, his mind in chaos.

Han Yi was on the verge of losing control and rushing towards the Essence of Heaven and Earth.

But just then, the Feather of the Mystic Bird in his Dantian came to his rescue once more.

A ghostly glow enveloped Han Yi, temporarily restoring some of his rationality.

With a determined look in his eyes, he turned his head away, no longer looking at the strange scene of Cyan Wind Sword Trap inside the space.

Instead, he triggered all his cultivation and hastily fled towards the outside world.

Not long after, Han Yi escaped from the eerie space.

Blood was continuously spouting out of his mouth, and even the Feather of the Mystic Bird was seriously damaged. Its feather curled up, appearing utterly dejected.