Gou in the world of comprehension

Chapter 1524 Do You Know Where I Come From?
Su Fan sat cross-legged for a while, and when the boy had recovered some strength, he grabbed him by the back of the collar and plunged into the vast and desolate forest beside them.

The rest of the journey was through dense, towering jungle, where every step required arduous trekking through tangled vines and piles of decaying leaves.

At this moment, he dared not fly through the air, for who knew if the colossal demon "Kun," which blotted out the sky, was still roaming and lingering in the nearby airspace.

This is a primeval forest exuding a wild and untamed atmosphere. The towering ancient trees are either twisted and coiled like dragons, or split in two by lightning, with the charred cuts still retaining the residual power of the thunder.

Vines and exotic flowers and plants intertwine and entwine, looking from a distance like a spider web covered with fragments. The damp and sultry air is filled with the stench of decaying leaves and vegetation, making it hard to breathe.

Su Fan, with his profound cultivation, didn't feel anything amiss, but the young man was suffering terribly.

Although he was at the Nascent Soul stage, he was also wearing a top-grade magic robe and had a protective treasure hanging at his waist.

Unfortunately, the secret technique he used to escape had already exhausted all his magical power, blood, and spiritual energy.

As Su Fan dragged her through the thorns, she felt as if her bones were about to fall apart, and her face was as pale as paper.

He didn't know how long he had been trekking through the jungle, until the sun was setting and the sky was filled with the glow of sunset, when Su Fan finally found a valley.

The last rays of sunlight pierced through the gaps in the forest, turning the once lush green mountains into a fiery red, like a wildfire burning in the woods, or like scalding blood rushing down the valleys and ravines.

The valley is dark and deep, covered with slippery mossy rocks, and broad-leaved shrubs and climbing vines grow freely, making the terrain increasingly intricate.

Outside the valley, there was still a dense forest that blocked out the sun. To the right, there were several caves that looked as if they had been cleaved by a knife and axe. The entrances of the caves were dark and bottomless, and it was unknown which secret realm they led to.

Su Fan carried the boy and walked straight into a cave at the end of the valley.

He casually tossed the person onto the cold stone ground, his eyes quickly scanning the surroundings of the cave.

Inside the cave, stalactites hang upside down like sharp swords, stalagmites jut out like fangs, and the sound of dripping water echoes in the empty space.

After confirming that there was nothing unusual, he set up a concealment and isolation array at the cave entrance before finding a flat rock to sit cross-legged on.

Today, Su Fan was already extremely frustrated after his flying boat was attacked and crashed, he was chased by the great demon "Kun", and he had to trek through the primeval forest for a long time.

Since his body absorbed the essence of evil spirits and he studied violent lightning magic, his temperament has become increasingly prone to irritability and loss of control.

At that moment, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and silently recited the "Vajra Sutra of the Great Sun Wheel" several times. The Zen meaning of the sutra cleansed his mind like a clear spring, and he gradually suppressed his surging anger.

The boy next to him struggled to sit up, took out several jade bottles from his storage ring, poured out a handful of pills and stuffed them into his mouth, then sat down cross-legged to heal his injuries.

Su Fan ignored him. Cultivators from the upper realm were always arrogant and haughty, and he had no intention of becoming friends with him.

I risked my life to save this person, but they didn't even say thank you. This shows what kind of person they are.

If it weren't for wanting to extract information about the upper realm from him, Su Fan wouldn't have bothered with such matters at all.

If it were anyone else, he would have already directly searched their soul and seized their spirit, but not this guy. He comes from the upper realm, and who knows if the other party has set up any restrictions in their sea of ​​consciousness.

To be honest, even if he wanted to kill him, Su Fan wouldn't dare to do it himself.

As the thought crossed his mind, Su Fan took out the bronze tableware and spirit charcoal he had made from his storage ring, and lit a wisp of true fire at his fingertips to ignite the charcoal.

A three-legged iron pot was placed on the table, and a fragrant dipping sauce was prepared.

Then, he took out slices of monster meat and spiritual mushrooms, and leisurely started a hot pot in the dark cave. The aroma of the bubbling broth instantly filled the air.

After a while, the person finally opened their eyes.

Su Fan continued to cook the meat in the hot pot, took a sip of the spirit wine, and ate with great relish, completely ignoring him.

The boy took out a communication jade talisman and sent several messages in succession, but there was still no reply.

His face grew increasingly grim, and he abruptly slammed the jade talisman to the ground. The talisman shattered upon impact, scattering spiritual light in all directions.

Just then, the aroma of hot pot wafted into his nostrils, making his stomach rumble. He couldn't help but swallow hard and stagger over.

Su Fan didn't tolerate his bad behavior at all, and glanced at the guy expressionlessly.

His gaze was as cold as ice, devoid of any warmth.

The boy felt a chill run down his spine from that gaze. The chilling killing intent surging in Su Fan's eyes seemed to freeze his soul, making every pore on his body tremble and even his breathing become labored.

"S-senpai...what would you like to eat..."

He stammered, his voice trembling almost imperceptibly.

Su Fan still didn't respond. He picked up a slice of monster meat as thin as a cicada's wing, dipped it in the boiling soup a few times, coated it with seasoning, and put it in his mouth despite it being scalding hot.

The meat was tender and juicy, and the spiritual energy exploded on his tongue. He picked up the spirit wine and took a sip before slowly opening his mouth.

"Want to eat..."

The boy nodded vigorously, as if pounding garlic.

Although the Nascent Soul cultivator had long since abstained from grains, he was originally an uneducated playboy who was fond of drinking and eating. At this moment, he was so captivated by the rich aroma in the cave that he no longer cared about the dignity of a cultivator.

Seeing the other party nod, Su Fan's lips curled into a playful smile.

"If I want to eat it, I can't just eat it for free..."

The boy was stunned.

Since he descended to the mortal realm, which cultivator there hasn't treated him with utmost respect? No one has ever dared to speak to him like that.

He immediately realized that the other party probably didn't know his identity from the upper realm, so he straightened his back.

"Do you know where I come from...?"

Upon hearing what the other party said, Su Fan almost chuckled inwardly.

Of course I know.

Even if you come from the upper realm, it's still barren.

You're just a piece of trash from the Upper Realm. In a place like the Upper Realm, you've only just broken through to the Nascent Soul stage. How pathetic are you?

But he remained outwardly calm, and casually asked, "Where are you from...?"

"I am a cultivator from the upper realm..." The young man's tone was full of superiority.

"Cultivators from the upper realms can eat and drink for free..."

Su Fan's words left the boy speechless, his face turning pale and then red.

He cursed inwardly, "You lowly bastard from the lower realm, you really don't know your place."

The fact that I'm willing to eat your food is already giving you a huge favor.

But the craving in his stomach was too much to bear, so he could only suppress his anger and ask, "How many spirit crystals do you want..."

Su Fan was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, but then he understood. Spirit crystals must be the common currency in the upper realm.

He shook his head and said, "I don't want spirit crystals. Tell me about the 'Qianlun Realm,' and I'll share half of this hot pot with you..."

Upon hearing the word "intelligence," a glint flashed in the young man's eyes.

He quickly sat cross-legged next to the hot pot, took the chopsticks Su Fan handed him, and, imitating Su Fan, picked up a piece of meat, dipped it in the broth, and put it in his mouth.

Wow, this is so delicious!

The delicious flavor exploded on his taste buds, and he couldn't help but grimace and gasp for breath. He then gulped down another mouthful of the spirit wine and mumbled, "Ask me anything you want to know..."

Su Fan slowly stirred the broth in the pot and asked, "Why would a cultivator from the upper realm come to the lower realm?"

"Isn't it because the 'Qianlun Realm' is about to fall..." The boy took a swig of spirit wine, his tone tinged with impatience.

"The demon race had been plotting for a long time, colluding with several ferocious races to launch a sudden attack, catching the human race's Daoist sects completely off guard. Their defenses in the lower realms were in constant retreat, which is why we were sent down to provide support..."

Su Fan's heart stirred. It seemed that there were more than just one纨绔 (playboy) among the cultivators sent from the upper realm to the lower realm.

"Given the critical situation, why did your airship choose to cross the occupied territory...?"

"Who knew the 'Chensha Starfield' would fall..." the kid said indignantly.

"This place was our rear just a while ago, but who knew the demon race would arrive so quickly? We were ambushed the moment we stepped into the airspace, and our flying boat crashed. I went into a huge debt to buy this flying boat, and now I've lost it all..."

Su Fan was secretly alarmed. The rear of the human race's Daoist sect had also been captured. It seemed that the battle situation in the "Qianlun Realm" was even more severe than he had imagined.

Next, Su Fan kept urging people to drink, and even used some tricks to persuade them.

He secretly condensed a wisp of evil spirit energy at his fingertips, silently invading the boy's sea of ​​consciousness.

This纨绔 (a spoiled, dissolute young man) was already a poor drinker, and the influence of the evil spirits made him drunk. He quickly became very talkative and poured out all the information he knew.

It turns out that the demon race in the upper realm had been secretly supporting their race in the lower realm to plan an invasion of the "Qianlun Realm".

The human race and Daoist sects in the upper realm were caught off guard, and by the time they finished mobilizing, most of the lower realm's territory had already fallen.

As for why this guy came to the lower realm, it's because he was also a good-for-nothing playboy from a certain family in the upper realm.

Nowadays, there are quite a few cultivators like him from the upper realm in the "Qianlun Realm", but they do not fight on the front lines. Instead, they do some auxiliary work in the rear.

Because this guy was not valued by his family, he and several other spoiled brats from other families chartered a flying boat to the lower realm to transport personnel and supplies to the rear of the battlefield.

These cultivators from the lower realms are somewhat like the war contractors during the Iraq War in my previous life, who came to the lower realms through the influence of their families.

Rather than coming to fight, they were taking advantage of the chaos of war to line their own pockets.

The battlefield of the "Qianlun Realm" has an unwritten rule that high-level cultivators on both sides are not allowed to descend in their true forms, but can only send illusory clones to participate in the battle.

Therefore, those who descend to the lower realm are mostly cultivators below the Integration Realm.

The flying boat that Su Fan was riding was originally intended to transport the recruited Nascent Soul Realm cultivators to the front lines, but unexpectedly, it was attacked by demonic beasts in the rear and eventually crashed.

Su Fan keenly gleaned key information from his incoherent narration.

The "Chensha Starfield" was probably not truly lost; it was merely attacked by an elite force of the demon race from the lower realm.

The aim was to disrupt the situation on the main battlefield and disrupt the human race's supply lines.

Once the human race organizes an effective counterattack, the demon race will find it difficult to hold out for long.

In this way, as long as he stays in this place for a period of time, he can avoid the fate of going to the front line to serve as cannon fodder.

He had initially been confident in his strength, but after witnessing the terror of that "Kun," he completely abandoned that idea.

Faced with the terrifying phantom clone of a great demon from the upper realm, Su Fan felt that he was nothing.

Even if he could severely injure the phantom clone of the great demon from the upper realm by using the "Evil-Suppressing Thunder Seal", what if he encountered two of them? He would definitely be doomed.

As night deepened, it was already past midnight.

Outside the cave, in the dense forest, the sound of rustling grass rose and fell, and occasionally the roar of monsters could be heard in the distance. A pale crescent moon hung in the sky, and the cold moonlight shone through the cracks in the cave entrance, illuminating the rubble scattered on the ground.

Su Fan sat cross-legged inside the cave. The spirit charcoal beside him had turned to ashes, and the hot pot had long since cooled down.

The kid was completely drunk, lying on the stone ground fast asleep, with wine stains still on the corners of his mouth, sleeping soundly.

He didn't sleep all night, constantly thinking about things.

Now that the "Chensha Starfield" has been attacked by demonic beasts, it will definitely be in chaos for a short time, which gives Su Fan an opportunity to fish in troubled waters.

Although Su Fan had changed his identity jade talisman when he came to the "Qianlun Realm", his location could not escape the eyes of the big shots in the upper realm.

However, the flying boat he was on was ambushed by demonic beasts, and almost all the cultivators on board were killed or wounded, although he was lucky enough to survive.

But is it understandable that he escaped the encirclement of the monsters and ended up in a certain plane of the "Chensha Starfield"?

As dawn broke, a sliver of pale light appeared on the distant horizon.

The morning mist, like a thin veil, flows slowly among the towering mountains. The orange-red sunlight penetrates the mist, splashing brilliant colors across the thousands of mountains and rivers, draping the majestic peaks in a dreamlike colorful coat.

Su Fan looked out of the cave, poured himself a glass of cold wine, and drank it all in one gulp.

"what……"

The boy next to me suddenly sat up with a scream, his forehead covered in cold sweat, clearly awakened by a nightmare.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes, glanced at Su Fan, and then slumped back down.

The fear brought on by the nightmare lingered, and after tossing and turning for a while, he simply sat up again.

"What...did we eat last night...?"

"Hot pot," Su Fan replied casually.

"This is the first time I've ever eaten something so delicious..."

It's just a broken pot. What the hell were you eating before?

This guy is so damn pathetic.

Seeing that Su Fan didn't say anything, this guy got even more excited.

"If you can get me out of here this time, I promise I'll take you to the Upper Realm. With your cooking skills, you'll have no problem becoming a servant in our family..."

I'm so stupid.

Who gave you the audacity to expect me to be a servant to your family?

I'm a ruthless, evil old devil who kills without blinking an eye. You're really blind to think of making me a cook.

This kid is really a bit dim-witted; he can't even make empty promises.

It's possible that all the cultivators in the upper realm are just like him, and they don't even consider the cultivators in the lower realm as human beings.

"Where should we go next...?"

"Where the hell can we go? We'll just hide here. Going out now is just asking for death..."

Su Fan's defiance ignited the boy's anger.

Although he was an unappreciated playboy in the upper realm, he had never been treated like this in the lower realm.

Although he is nothing in the Upper Realm, he is still a person from the Upper Realm.

Since he arrived in the lower realm, no cultivator there has ever dared to speak to him like that.

You lowly bastard from the lower realm, just you wait.

If I manage to escape this time, I will grind you to dust and wipe out your entire family.

Although that's what he thought, he still needed Su Fan's protection at the moment, so he could only suppress his anger and continue to make empty promises.

(End of this chapter)