Gou in the world of comprehension

Chapter 1526 This kid has some nerve!
Upon hearing the reply from the clan member, the head of the family smirked and let out a deep, cold snort.

"Hmph... Although Xiao Ba is unruly and incompetent, how can the descendants of the Gongqiu family die in vain..."

At this point, his sharp gaze swept over the clan members standing respectfully beside him, his tone carrying an unquestionable authority.

"The blood-red mark that was branded on Xiao Ba beforehand will leave tracking traces on those two beasts, won't it..."

"Report to the head of the family..."

The clansman immediately bowed and replied, his voice extremely respectful.

"The crimson mark is forged using a family secret technique. It can remain inside a demon beast for up to ten years. During this time, no matter where the beast flees to, our clan's cultivators can track and locate it..."

The patriarch nodded slowly upon hearing this, then turned to look at an elderly man with white hair and beard beside him, whose aura was deep and composed.

"Third brother, you personally make the arrangements. Order the family's forces stationed in the lower realm to capture those two demonic beasts at all costs and escort them back to the upper realm for the family's disposal..."

The top families in the upper realm mostly have compound surnames. The纨绔 who died under the claws of a demon beast was from the famous Gongqiu family.

The Gongqiu family has always been ruthless. If any member of the family suffers a misfortune, they will capture the murderer alive and use secret methods to create a lifelike doll, which will then be displayed in the family cemetery.

It serves both to comfort the deceased and to deter those who seek to harm others.

This tradition has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, resulting in the Gongqiu family's cemetery being filled with densely packed dolls and various demonic specimens, creating a sinister and awe-inspiring atmosphere.

Fortunately, Su Fan was always cautious and did not personally kill the纨绔 (playboy) this time.

Otherwise, once he is stained with the blood mark of the Gongqiu family, even if he manages to escape to the ends of the earth, he will be relentlessly pursued by the Gongqiu family's assassins for the next ten years, never having a moment of peace.

Meanwhile, at the forefront of the cultivation battlefield in a certain plane of the "Qianlun Realm".

In a heavily guarded cultivator base behind the front lines, several Nascent Soul cultivators dressed in fine clothes and exuding a powerful aura sat cross-legged in an elegant retreat.

They were all representatives sent to the lower realm by various forces from the upper realm, and their status was extraordinary.

They don't need to go to the front lines to fight bloody battles on ordinary days, but they hold absolute command authority that surpasses all cultivators in the lower realms.

These upper-realm cultivators are arrogant and don't care about the lives of lower-realm cultivators at all.

Often, their battle plans are ruthless strategies that result in heavy casualties, treating the lives of cultivators from the lower realms as insignificant pawns.

Just then, a blue jade talisman hanging from the waist of the resolute-faced cultivator at the head of the group suddenly trembled slightly, emitting a faint spiritual light.

He raised an eyebrow, took off the jade talisman and placed it between his eyebrows. After scanning it with his divine sense, his originally calm expression immediately darkened and his brows furrowed tightly.

"We just received news that a supply airship supporting our front lines was ambushed by the demon race in the 'Chensha Starfield' and has crashed. Nearly ten thousand cultivators on board have been killed or wounded..."

"What……"

"How can this be……"

Upon hearing his words, the cultivators beside him opened their eyes, their faces showing disbelief and solemnity.

"Isn't that 'Chensha Starfield' our army's secure rear area, with layers upon layers of defense? How could the demon race have infiltrated it..."

The other person's face was pale, and his tone was tinged with fear.

"Could it be...could it be that the 'Chensha Starfield' has fallen? If so, our supply lines to the front lines have been cut off, and our situation will be extremely perilous..."

"That's not necessarily true..."

A cultivator in a gray robe standing nearby pondered, "In my opinion, it's highly likely that the demon race dispatched an elite squad specifically to raid the supply hub of the 'Chensha Starfield,' with the aim of cutting off our logistical support and disrupting the morale of the frontline troops..."

Just as everyone was discussing, the middle-aged cultivator who had been silent all along seemed to suddenly remember something and looked up at the leader.

"Senior Brother Taizheng, was that crashed flying boat you mentioned from the Lingxuan Realm...?"

Senior Brother Taizheng nodded slowly, his gaze falling on him.

“Junior Brother Dongge, that flying boat departed from the Lingxuan Realm, fully loaded with supplies such as pills and magical artifacts, and is heading to the front line.”

Junior Brother Dongge gave a bitter smile and shook his head, saying, "It's quite a coincidence. A friend asked me to do something for him, to get rid of a cultivator from the Spirit Profound Realm. Now it seems that if that kid were on this flying ship, it would save me the trouble of doing it myself..."

"Oh……"

Upon hearing this, the cultivators in the room immediately perked up and turned to look.

One of them asked curiously, "Junior Brother Dongge, who exactly did that kid offend that he would require you to personally take action?"

Junior Brother Dongge smiled and explained, "It's said that the kid was incredibly audacious and ignorant of his own limitations, actually killing the three avatars my friend left behind in the mortal realm..."

"What……"

"This kid has some nerve..."

The people inside the room were immediately astonished, their voices filled with disbelief.

One of them scoffed and said disdainfully, "Your friend is making a mountain out of a molehill, actually coming to you for help..."

"He's just an ant or a crawling insect from the lower realms. You don't need to personally take action. Just find a few cultivators from the lower realms in the area, and they can easily kill him..."

Another person chimed in, "That's right. With your status and cultivation level, going to fight a cultivator from a lower realm would make you a laughingstock..."

Junior Brother Dongge rubbed his nose and chuckled, "That's true, but I've heard that kid is quite powerful, practically overwhelming among his peers in the lower realms, with no one of his level able to defeat him..."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Upon hearing this, the other cultivators in the room burst into laughter, as if they had heard the biggest joke in the world.

In the eyes of these upper realm cultivators, the strength of lower realm Nascent Soul stage cultivators is simply not worth mentioning.

Let alone these elites from powerful families with abundant resources, even an ordinary cultivator from the upper realm could easily deal with ten or eight cultivators at the Integration Realm in the lower realm.

There's no way around it; the concentration of spiritual energy in the upper realm, the innate aptitude of cultivators, and the cultivation resources available are all far superior to those in the lower realm.

In the Upper Realm, even the scions of the lowest-ranking families are born with the cultivation level of the Qi Refining stage.

Those born into top-tier families are exceptionally talented, some even reaching the Foundation Establishment stage at birth, their starting point far exceeding the end point for cultivators in the lower realms.

Cultivators in the lower realms often have to go through countless hardships, spend thousands of years, and even pay the price of their lives before they can break through to the Integration Realm.

The cultivators from the upper realms inside the house had only been at most a thousand years to break through to the Integration Realm.

Some of the most talented individuals reached this level in just a few hundred years, while even the legendary Mahayana realm can be reached in just a few thousand years.

Such a difference is like an insurmountable chasm, making comparison impossible.

Of course, not everyone in the Upper Realm is a chosen one. The纨绔 (wan ku, a spoiled young master) from the Gongqiu family that Su Fan saved earlier is an exception.

His Nascent Soul realm was forcibly built up using family secret techniques, making him far weaker than other cultivators of the same level.

However, such cases are extremely rare in the upper realm.

The undisguised laughter from everyone inside the room made Dongge's junior brother's face show a hint of embarrassment.

He coughed lightly and added, "My fellow disciples, you may not know this, but it is said that that kid once used a lost ancient forbidden technique to severely injure the true form of a great demon from the upper realm who had descended to the mortal world..."

"Wow..."

Upon hearing this, the laughter inside the room abruptly ceased.

The mocking expressions on everyone's faces vanished instantly, replaced by shock and disbelief.

What a joke.

Even when a great demon from the upper realm descends to the lower realm, its strength will be reduced by eight or nine tenths due to the suppression of the dimensional rules. However, even a weakened camel is bigger than a horse, and its remaining power is far beyond what cultivators in the lower realm can withstand.

Let alone cultivators from the lower realms, even these few cultivators at the Integration Realm from the upper realms would probably only be waiting to be slaughtered in this situation.

"Impossible..." one person exclaimed in disbelief.

"The foundations of cultivators in the lower realms are so shallow, how could they possibly withstand the descent of a great demon from the upper realms? This is absolutely a rumor..."

The other person frowned: "Junior Brother Dongge, you haven't been fooled by your friend, have you? He's probably just exaggerating to make you take this matter seriously..."

“Yes…” the third person chimed in.

"Even if the true form of a great demon from the upper realm is damaged, it is still comparable to a cultivator of the Mahayana realm in our human race. How could a cultivator from the lower realm possibly severely injure a Mahayana realm being..."

Just as everyone was discussing and full of doubts, the leader, Senior Brother Taizheng, suddenly spoke up, his tone carrying a hint of certainty.

"Junior Brother Dongge, the kid you're talking about is a lightning cultivator..."

Dongge, the junior brother, was taken aback, then nodded and said, "That's right... My friend mentioned that the kid is indeed a lightning cultivator, and when he severely injured the great demon, he used an ancient lightning technique with immense power..."

"No wonder..."

Senior Brother Taizheng smiled slightly and said slowly, "This matter is not unfounded. An elder in my family once descended to the mortal realm and saw that boy once..."

Upon hearing this, the faces of the several cultivators who had been full of doubt immediately turned solemn.

Lei Xiu was already known for his formidable offensive power, and with the added ability to unleash ancient forbidden thunder techniques, that kid might actually possess the strength to severely injure a great demon from the upper realm.

In an instant, the people in the room no longer dared to regard that cultivator from the lower realm as an ant that could be manipulated at will. Their previous disdain and contempt turned into caution and fear.

They all knew that even in resource-scarce places like the lower realms, extraordinary talents with extraordinary abilities and good fortune would occasionally emerge.

After a moment of contemplation, Senior Brother Taizheng slowly said, "Since that kid is so strong, he probably won't die in this spaceship crash. He has most likely escaped with his life."

The other cultivators nodded in agreement.

One of them looked at Dongge, a junior brother, and reminded him, "Dongge, you should inform your friend of this news as soon as possible. Whether that kid is alive or dead can be found out by sending someone to investigate..."

Another person added, "That kid is no ordinary person. The reason your friend came to you for help is probably because he wasn't entirely confident he could take him down..."

“Yes…” the third person said solemnly.

"Dongge, you must pay close attention to this matter. If you can avoid taking it on, do so as not to. Never be careless or underestimate the enemy..."

Although the people inside the room were all from families in the upper realm, they were all very clear about the situation.

In this world of cultivation, those favored by heaven who are blessed with great fortune often have deep blessings and can turn misfortune into good fortune. It is best not to provoke them if possible.

Dongge, the junior brother, also thought it made sense.

So he took a jade talisman from his waist and sent a message to his friend.

At this moment, Su Fan had already found a hidden cave in the vast mountains.

He set up several concealment arrays outside the cave, then stepped into the void and entered his personal secret realm.

For Su Fan, breaking through the encirclement was actually quite simple.

Even if he slaughtered all the demonic beasts around him, it wouldn't be a difficult task for him.

But Su Fan didn't want to do that. He had already made up his mind, since the airship he was on had already crashed anyway.

Faced with a large number of monsters surrounding him, he could only find a place to hide.

Given his situation, anyone would have made the same choice as him.

Therefore, Su Fan plans to hide here for a few years until the monsters are defeated before he shows himself.

He wouldn't be that enthusiastic, and he'd be even less willing to contribute to those people in the upper realms and be sent to the front lines as cannon fodder.

At this time, Sudan was unaware that he had already been targeted before he even arrived in the "Qianlun Realm".

The few upper realm clones he killed had already offended certain people in the upper realm.

How could these people remain indifferent to the fact that their carefully cultivated avatars in the lower realm were killed?

Who would have thought that Su Fan's flying boat would be ambushed and crashed by the demon race in the "Chensha Starfield"?

Of course, those who wanted to kill Su Fan could easily find out that he was still alive with a simple investigation.

However, the area where Su Fan was located was teeming with countless demonic beasts, and even if they knew he wasn't dead, there was nothing they could do for the time being.

Just then, the identity jade talisman at Su Fan's waist suddenly vibrated slightly.

In the days that followed, Su Fan hid in the void.

No matter how turbulent the outside world was, it seemed to have nothing to do with him.

At this time, the demon army had already begun to expand rapidly in this plane of the "Chensha Starfield".

The human cultivators stationed in this plane were caught off guard and instantly lost a vast territory.

Fortunately, the number of elite troops sent by the demon race to launch the sneak attack was not large, which allowed them to stabilize their defenses.

Even so, the demon race still occupied a small portion of this plane, leaving the local human Taoist sects temporarily helpless.

(End of this chapter)