Gou in the world of comprehension

Chapter 1600 I heard you were looking for me
After Song Yuanze and the others left, Su Fan slowly curled a cold smile onto his lips.

The smile didn't reach his eyes; instead, it made the indifference between his brows appear even more pronounced.

I've already done a good job by agreeing to lead the team here for the trial; what are you thinking, wanting me to get involved in all that trivial stuff?

"Whoosh..."

At that moment, a figure darted out from the personal secret realm.

Li Chongxiu quickly brewed a pot of spiritual tea and placed the teacup in front of Su Fan.

"Master...have some tea..."

Su Fan took the teacup and pulled her soft body into his arms.

Li Chongxiu exclaimed in surprise, then obediently leaned against his chest, feeling the familiar scent emanating from him, her tense shoulders slowly relaxing.

Su Fan picked up his teacup and took a sip.

"Xiuer... I'm so sorry you've had to go through all this trouble..."

Li Chongxiu gently nuzzled his warm chest and shook her head slightly.

"Master...you are the master, I don't mind..."

Hearing Li Chongxiu's somewhat humble words, Su Fan felt a pang of guilt.

How could he not see that the girl was quite disappointed since returning to her family?

How could he possibly let this girl, who had been by his side for hundreds of years and took care of his daily needs, feel heartbroken?

Thinking of this, Su Fan tightened his arms slightly, holding the small, slender body in his arms tightly, and then carefully picked her up horizontally.

"After this trial is over, I'll spend a lot of time with you..."

After Su Fan finished speaking, he gently turned Li Chongxiu's face and pressed his forehead against hers.

"Xiuer...give me a child..."

As soon as Su Fan finished speaking, Li Chongxiu froze instantly, her pupils dilated slightly, and her eyes were filled with disbelief.

The next second, a huge surprise exploded in her heart like a thunderclap, instantly sweeping over her entire body and making her tremble slightly.

Her eyes instantly reddened, and crystal tears welled up without warning, sliding down her cheeks.

Then, unable to hold back any longer, suppressed sobs escaped from his throat, carrying with them endless joy and grievance.

Su Fan felt a pang of heartache and quickly pulled her into a tight embrace, gently patting her back.

"Xiuer...Master keeps his word..."

Li Chongxiu was so excited that he couldn't say a word, he could only nod vigorously.

The two then stayed in each other's arms for a long time.

After an unknown amount of time, Su Fan's aura suddenly solidified.

"Xiuer...you go back to the secret realm first..."

Li Chongxiu quickly stood up from his embrace, cupped Su Fan's face, gently kissed him on the lips, and then flashed back to her personal secret realm.

After Li Chongxiu left, his eyes narrowed.

He didn't use his divine sense, but instead quietly unleashed his extraordinary sensory abilities.

An invisible and intangible aura spread quietly like a tide, covering the entire town in an instant.

Every little thing happening in the town is within sight.

At this moment, inside a magnificent hall in the center of the town, the lights were on, but a cold and oppressive atmosphere permeated the air.

Hundreds of old monsters at the Integration Realm from various sects of the Demonic Path sat cross-legged, their auras raging and colliding, the air practically thick with the smell of gunpowder.

These old monsters at the Integration Realm did not gather haphazardly; instead, they subtly split into three forces, confronting each other as if they would fight at the slightest disagreement.

The leaders of the three forces were all powerful cultivators in the late stage of the Integration Realm. Their eyes were indifferent yet sharp, and when they swept over the opposing forces, they were full of disdain and provocation.

They sat cross-legged on the highest platform at the front, their figures as upright as pine trees, their presence as imposing as mountains and as deep as the ocean, exuding a terrifying aura of violence.

Song Yuanze and the others sat in the crowd at the back, their posture tense, their backs straight, their faces full of undisguised tension and unease.

Just then, the late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator sitting directly in front of them slowly turned his head, his icy gaze sweeping over the disciples behind him like a sharp blade.

When his gaze fell on Song Yuanze and the others, his brows immediately furrowed.

"Where is the leader of your 'Demon Sun Divine Palace' team...?"

As those sinister words fell, a terrifying pressure instantly enveloped Song Yuanze and the others.

Song Yuanze felt his whole body stiffen, and he quickly struggled to stand up, cupping his hands in a gesture of utmost respect to the great cultivator.

"Reporting to Senior Brother Jiugu, Senior Brother Su Fan, who is leading our sect, is unwell today and unable to come. Please forgive him..."

Upon hearing this, Senior Brother Jiugu's eyes sharpened even more, his aura intensified, and his displeasure deepened.

“Su Fan…who is he…I’ve never heard of such a person in your Demon Sun Divine Palace…”

Faced with the terrifying pressure from Senior Brother Jiugu, Song Yuanze felt as if all the bones in his body were about to be crushed, and he could barely breathe.

Despite the excruciating pain and fear in his heart, he once again bowed deeply to his senior brother Jiugu, his voice trembling even more violently.

"Reporting to Senior Brother Jiugu, Senior Brother Su Fan only joined our sect a few years ago..."

"Hmph..." Senior Brother Jiugu snorted coldly, a hint of savagery and disdain flashing in his eyes.
"Has your Demon Sun Divine Palace been wiped out? You actually sent an unknown nobody to lead the team. It seems you have no intention of putting in any effort in this trial of the Silent Heavenly Ruins, and only want to reap the benefits without lifting a finger, is that it..."

That cold snort exploded in Song Yuanze's ears like a thunderclap, and an even more powerful pressure instantly swept over him. Song Yuanze was so frightened that his knees buckled and he almost knelt down.

He struggled with all his might to barely steady himself, his forehead already covered in cold sweat, and the fear in his heart spread like a tide.

"Reporting to Senior Brother Jiugu, I dare not, Senior Brother Su Fan is indeed unwell, and it is not a deliberate excuse. Please investigate thoroughly, Senior Brother..."

Just then, the leading cultivators of the other two forces spoke up, and Senior Brother Jiugu withdrew his cold gaze from Song Yuanze.

"Trash..." he muttered under his breath, his disdain undisguised.

Su Fan could clearly see this scene inside the main hall through his senses.

But there was no anger on his face. Instead, he sneered, his eyes full of mockery and disdain.

He had no interest in being angry at that senior brother Jiu Gu's arrogance and domineering attitude; he only found it utterly ridiculous.

It's truly unexpected that the cultivators of these three demonic sects would be so arrogant and domineering.

Song Yuanze was, after all, a Nascent Soul cultivator from the Demon Sun Divine Palace. How dare that Jiu Gu humiliate him so brazenly in front of so many people, showing no respect whatsoever to the Demon Sun Divine Palace?

It seems that the Demon Sun Divine Palace must have suffered a lot of humiliation and suppression from them in the past. It must have been very difficult for them to endure such humiliation.

Su Fan's lips curled into a cold smile, a hint of killing intent flashing in his eyes, but he showed no intention of intervening to resolve the situation or punish Jiu Gu. After all, the trial in the Silent Ruins had only just begun, and the situation was still unclear. He didn't want to prematurely reveal his strength and attract unnecessary trouble. Let them make a scene for a while, let the dust settle, and see what kind of waves these three demonic sects could stir up.

However, Su Fan has already remembered that dove bone, and he can forget about leaving the Silent Ruins alive.

Next, the leading cultivators from the three major demonic sects inside the main hall argued endlessly and engaged in heated debates over their respective interests.

The atmosphere was thick with tension, as if a massive battle was about to erupt at any moment.

Having witnessed countless storms, Su Fan was already used to this kind of scene and didn't even have the slightest interest in it.

In his view, these so-called big shots of the demonic sect were arguing heatedly over a little bit of profit, which was no different from children playing house.

What are these three demonic sects? In my eyes, they're nothing but a bunch of clowns.

If you really mess with me, I'll wipe you all out of thin air.

To be honest, with Su Fan's current strength, if he wanted to, it wouldn't be difficult for him to become the Supreme Emperor of Zhengyuan Heaven.

But he was born with a deep aversion to trouble and disliked being bound by mundane matters.

They don't want to wield any power, nor do they want to get involved in those endless struggles.

This is the life he wants: to be quietly with his family like this.

About an hour later, this trial exchange meeting, filled with disputes and scheming, ended in discord.

The three major demonic sects, each accompanied by their lackeys, left the main hall with grim expressions.

They then gathered in different corners of the town to formulate detailed battle plans and prepare to seize the initiative.

Su Fan knew in his heart that a war without gunpowder had quietly begun.

These three major demonic sects are hostile to each other and scheme against one another. Every trial means a life-or-death struggle, with no mercy whatsoever. Although the main force participating in this trial consists of Nascent Soul Realm disciples from each sect.

However, these old monsters at the Integration Realm who led the team will definitely take action themselves and get involved in the battle if the situation gets out of control.

Most of the demonic sects in this cultivation world are like this: selfish, cruel, and bloodthirsty, and they have always loved to fight each other.

They are only interested in vying for more resources and seizing greater power; they have never had any true allies, only eternal interests.

As night deepened and moonlight shone down, Song Yuanze and the others cautiously returned to the Demon Sun Divine Palace's residence.

The group still wore expressions of tension and grievance. They exchanged glances, but ultimately steeled themselves and came together to pay their respects to Su Fan.

Su Fan was sitting cross-legged by the stone table, looking at the people standing opposite him, and glanced at them expressionlessly.

"What is it? Speak..."

Song Yuanze hesitated for a moment, but finally took a deep breath, stepped forward, and bowed deeply to Su Fan.

"Reporting to Senior Brother, Senior Brother Jiugu of the 'Holy Demon Palace' requests that you must go to see him tomorrow..."

This is fucking...

Upon hearing this, Su Fan frowned slightly. "I've already been very low-key."

That so-called Senior Brother Jiugu is so reckless and doesn't know what's good for him.

He looked up and his gaze fell on Song Yuanze. He said, "Didn't you tell him I wasn't feeling well...?"

Upon hearing Su Fan's question, Song Yuanze almost burst into tears, his face filled with grievance and distress.

"Senior brother... I told you, but..."

Seeing his pitiful look, Su Fan didn't make things difficult for them anymore.

He nodded and said calmly, "I understand, you can go..."

Song Yuanze and the others felt as if they had been granted a pardon. They quickly bowed to Su Fan and then hurriedly retreated.

Once Song Yuanze and the others had completely disappeared, Su Fan's lips curled into a cold smile once more.

Since you're looking for death, then I'll send you on your way.

Thinking of this, Su Fan's eyes narrowed, and his figure slowly became transparent like a ghost, eventually disappearing into the air.

At this moment, in a secluded courtyard deep in the town, in a stone house, the lights were dim.

Senior Brother Jiugu was sitting cross-legged at a stone table with several fellow disciples from the Holy Demon Palace. His aura was still violent, and his face was full of displeasure and hostility.

"Senior brother, what exactly is the meaning of the Demon Sun Divine Palace...?"

Upon hearing this, Senior Brother Jiugu coldly snorted, his eyes filled with disdain and tyranny.

He said in a sinister tone, "What else could it mean? It's just that they sent some nobody to do the job..."

He paused, a sinister smile curling at the corner of his lips, a hint of ferocity flashing in his eyes.

"I've already told him to come see me tomorrow. We'll see how I deal with him then..."

As soon as Senior Brother Jiugu finished speaking, he suddenly noticed that the faces of his fellow disciples opposite him were deathly pale, their eyes filled with terror, as if they had seen a ghost.

Senior Brother Jiugu's heart sank, and a strong sense of unease surged into his heart. He turned his head sharply and was immediately taken aback.

Inside the stone house, they saw a person standing silently, smiling at them.

His eyes were calm, yet they carried a chilling pressure, like an abyss, unfathomable.

Brother Jiugu's scalp went numb instantly, and every hair on his body stood on end. A bone-chilling cold rushed from his tailbone straight to the back of his head, instantly engulfing his entire body.

It made him feel ice-cold all over, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

His heart was filled with horror and disbelief.

How could that be...

They were all cultivators at the Integration Realm, yet this person appeared silently inside the stone house without them noticing at all.

This is absolutely terrifying!

Ever since Senior Brother Jiugu broke through to the late stage of the Integration Realm, he has been considered one of the top experts in Zheng Yuan Heaven.

But he had never encountered anything so bizarre before.

Senior Brother Jiugu's eyes suddenly narrowed, and the fear in his heart was instantly replaced by a trace of ruthlessness.

He didn't have time to think much; instinctively, he focused his divine sense and launched an attack.

But before his divine sense could take shape, he was horrified to discover that it was being completely suppressed by an invisible force.

He was as if frozen in ice, unable to move at all, and unable to emit even the slightest fluctuation of his divine sense.

Immediately afterwards, an immense divine thought, like a tsunami, swept in and instantly enveloped his entire body.

Senior Brother Jiugu felt as if the blood in his body had frozen instantly, and his whole body was ice-cold.

It was like falling into a bottomless ice cave in the dead of winter, where even breathing became incredibly difficult.

An irresistible pressure instantly crushed him, rendering him completely immobile, unable even to bend a fingertip.

The fear in his heart spread like a tidal wave, almost engulfing him.

Su Fan slowly walked forward, sat cross-legged on the stone bench next to them, and still had a faint smile on his face.

He looked at Senior Brother Jiugu with a smile, his tone indifferent.

"My name is Su Fan. I heard you were looking for me..."

Upon hearing this, Senior Brother Jiugu panicked instantly. Large beads of sweat dripped down his forehead, his teeth chattered, and his eyes were filled with deep terror and despair.

He never imagined that the nobody he had been mocking was actually the terrifying man in front of him.

You must know that he is a great cultivator in the late stage of the Integration Realm. In this Zheng Yuan Heaven, and even in the entire Yuan Mang Constellation, there is no cultivator of the same level who can crush him to this extent with divine sense.

Just how powerful is this Su Fan in front of us?

What kind of ruthless person did he offend?

"Senior Brother Su... Su Fan, please calm down, please calm down..."

Senior Brother Jiugu quickly suppressed all the ruthlessness in his heart, and spoke in a flattering tone, filled with deep fear and pleading for mercy.

"I...I meant no harm, I just...I just heard that you came to chat, and I have absolutely no intention of offending you..."

Upon hearing Senior Brother Jiugu's obsequious and humble pleas for mercy, Su Fan was immediately stunned, a strong sense of mockery and disdain flashing in his eyes.

Where did your arrogance go? You've already chickened out.

Su Fan's eyes narrowed slightly as he slowly withdrew his massive divine sense.

As the divine sense was withdrawn, the oppressive aura emanating from Senior Brother Jiugu and the others vanished instantly.

They collapsed to the ground, exhausted, panting heavily.

He was drenched in cold sweat, his face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were still filled with deep fear, still shaken by the experience.

They scrambled to their feet and, with a thud, knelt down in unison before Su Fan.

The men pressed their heads tightly to the ground, their posture extremely respectful, even bordering on servile flattery, not daring to even breathe loudly.

Su Fan looked at them and a mocking smile appeared on his lips.

You guys are pretty quick to kneel down, aren't you?

How could they not kneel quickly?

Facing a ruthless person like Su Fan, not kneeling means certain death.

Su Fan took a deep breath and looked at the group of people kneeling and begging for mercy, but he felt no sense of accomplishment.

Instead, I found it rather boring, and even a little disappointing.

I thought this pigeon-boned fellow still had some backbone and could play with me for a while.

I didn't expect him to be so cowardly; there was no challenge at all.

(End of this chapter)