Gou's Liver Experience in the World of Demons and Demons

On the morning of the fifth day, just as dawn was breaking, an ancient and weathered aura suddenly swept through the entire village.

All the martial artists who were cultivating or resting were awakened and came out of their residences.

Gu Sheng opened his eyes.

"It's finally starting."

As soon as he and Ye Jianjia stepped out of the room, they felt a familiar spiritual force sweep over them.

Following his senses, Gu Sheng looked up and saw Shen Qingyun looking at him with a half-smile on the open ground not far away. Beside Shen Qingyun stood a middle-aged man whose face was strikingly similar to Situ Qingfeng's, but Gu Sheng immediately recognized it as a disguise.

When Shen Qingyun saw Gu Sheng looking over, he raised his hand and made a throat-slitting gesture in front of his neck, a cruel smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

At the same time, a voice transmission sounded in Gu Sheng's ear.

"Gu Sheng, this is your last chance. Whichever of you can bring me the other's head will be spared. Remember, this is your only chance to live."

Gu Sheng remained expressionless, simply patting Ye Jianjia's shoulder lightly.

"Let's go, the secret realm has opened."

The moment the crimson light gate materialized outside the village, the entire world seemed to tremble.

The crimson teleportation portal stood ten feet tall, its surface shrouded in eerie blood patterns, radiating a suffocating pressure and an almost liquefied spiritual energy.

"Is this the entrance to the secret realm?"

Ye Jianjia stood beside Gu Sheng, her slender fingers unconsciously clenching her sleeves.

Gu Sheng calmly swept his gaze across the portal, ignoring Shen Qingyun's provocative gaze not far away.

"Let's go."

He said softly, and took the lead in walking towards the portal.

"Gu Sheng!"

Shen Qingyun's voice came from behind, carrying undisguised killing intent.

"You think you can survive in the secret realm with a burden like this?"

Gu Sheng didn't stop walking, nor did he even turn his head.

Ye Jianjia couldn't help but turn around and glare at Shen Qingyun, only to be met with a disdainful snort.

The moment the two stepped into the portal, Gu Sheng felt a surge of blood-red light before his eyes, and his body felt as if it were being cut by countless tiny blades.

This feeling lasted only a moment; the next instant, his feet were firmly planted on solid ground.

As the bloodstains faded, a vast wasteland came into view. Strange, fluorescent plants grew sparsely on the crimson soil, and a faint, sweet, metallic scent filled the air.

"Reeds?"

Gu Sheng looked around and found that Ye Jianjia had disappeared.

He frowned slightly.

"Random teleportation rule?"

He closed his eyes to sense his internal condition and indeed discovered a peculiar restriction suppressing his true energy and spiritual power to the peak of the Spirit Martial Realm. This was consistent with the information provided by Situ Qingfeng earlier.

"The range of mental power detection has been compressed to a hundred feet."

Gu Sheng opened his eyes, a smile appearing on his lips. This kind of suppression might be a problem for others, but for him, an old monster who had explored countless secret realms in his previous life, it was nothing more than a piece of cake.

"Spiritual Embryo, detect nearby rare and precious materials."

Gu Sheng called out in his heart.

At the dantian, the innate spiritual embryo trembled slightly, and a response came after a moment.

“Master, there is a strong aura of a treasure about seven or eight miles to the north, at least a high-grade Xuan-level treasure.”

Gu Sheng nodded and headed north without hesitation.

The wasteland was silent, except for the occasional soft "crack" sound as he stepped on the fluorescent plants.

As he walked, Gu Sheng tried to circulate the Nine Dragons Universe Technique and was surprised to find that although the total amount of true energy was suppressed, the circulation speed in the secret realm was nearly 30% faster than outside!
"interesting."

A glint of light flashed in his eyes.

"The spiritual energy structure of this secret realm is unique; it might help me break through to the Xuanwu Realm."

At the same time, crimson light flashed across various parts of the secret realm, and warriors were randomly teleported to different locations.

Most people panicked and checked their condition as soon as they landed, and were even more confused when they found that their cultivation was suppressed.

"How did my cultivation level drop to the Spirit Martial Realm?!"

"Damn it, something's strange about this secret realm!"

"Everyone, don't panic, gather together first!"

Amidst the noise, only Shen Qingyun paused slightly after landing before quickly regaining his composure.

He felt the true energy within his body suppressed to the peak of the Spirit Martial Realm, and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Suppress cultivation? Ha! How could a mere restriction possibly limit the combat awareness and understanding of martial arts of someone at the Heavenly Martial Realm?"

He looked around and found himself in a valley. Not far away, a dozen or so martial artists were gathered in twos and threes. Some looked terrified, while others had their eyes darting around, clearly plotting something.

"Look, isn't that Shen Qingyun?"

A tall, thin martial artist lowered his voice and spoke to his companion.

"I heard he was a Heavenly Martial Realm expert in the outside world, but now he's been suppressed to the Spirit Martial Realm. Maybe..."

"Do you want to die?"

His companion quickly interrupted him.

"Even a starved camel is bigger than a horse. Even if we're suppressed, they can still crush us with a single finger!"

Shen Qingyun's ears twitched slightly, taking in all of this conversation.

A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and his figure vanished from the spot.

"what!"

A scream rang out, and the head of the tall, thin martial artist flew high into the air, spraying blood several feet away.

"you"

His companion had barely managed to utter a single word when Shen Qingyun pierced his chest with a single palm strike.

"Who else wants to try?"

Shen Qingyun shook the blood off his hands and swept his cold gaze across the entire room.

The third martial artist who joined the discussion turned to flee, but was cut in half at the waist by an invisible force. His upper body crawled several meters on the ground before he died.

The valley fell silent instantly, and all the martial artists watched this scene with pale faces.

Shen Qingyun moved too fast; they didn't even see how he moved!

"Now, listen carefully."

Shen Qingyun stood with his hands behind his back, his voice not loud but clear enough for everyone to hear.

"I want you to do one thing—find Gu Sheng and Situ Qingfeng, take their heads and hand them over to me."

Seeing the hesitation on everyone's faces, he continued.

"If he completes the mission, I might spare his life. Otherwise..."

He pointed to the three corpses on the ground.

"This is what happens."

A bold martial artist mustered his courage and asked.

"Senior Shen, Gu Sheng is said to be at the Heavenly Martial Realm as well. How could we possibly be his match?"

Shen Qingyun sneered.

"He's currently suppressed to the Spirit Martial Realm, just like me. With so many of you, are you really afraid of just one person like him?"

He paused, then added.

"Remember, I only care about the results. I don't care what methods you use."

The crowd exchanged bewildered glances, and finally, under Shen Qingyun's icy gaze, they all lowered their heads in agreement.

"Go ahead, don't make me wait too long."

Shen Qingyun waved his hand, as if shooing away a swarm of ants.

After everyone had left, Shen Qingyun took out a blood-red jade slip from his robes and whispered.

“Situ Qingfeng, you disguised yourself very well, but you couldn’t escape my eyes. This secret realm will be your burial ground.”

Meanwhile, Gu Sheng had arrived at the edge of a canyon. The sensation of the innate spiritual embryo grew stronger, indicating that the treasure lay deep within the canyon.

"Ok?"

Gu Sheng suddenly stopped, keenly sensing the sounds of fighting ahead.

He concealed his presence and quietly approached.

In the canyon, two Xuanwu Realm warriors were fiercely fighting, and between them on the ground grew a Ganoderma lucidum that emitted a tri-colored light.

"Old Li, I was the one who discovered this tricolor Ganoderma first!"

A burly man with a face full of scars roared, "Bullshit! I was here first!"

Another gaunt old man responded viciously, and a short blade gleaming with green light in his hand suddenly changed its move, slicing across the big man's arm.

"what!"

The burly man screamed in agony as his wounds quickly turned black. He staggered a few steps before collapsing to the ground, lifeless in the blink of an eye.

"Hmph, you don't overestimate your capabilities."

The old man proudly sheathed his short blade and was about to bend down to pick the Ganoderma lucidum when he suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

A sharp sword aura swept past silently, and the old man's head flew high into the air, his face still frozen in a triumphant expression.

Gu Sheng emerged from the shadows, and the Broken Wind Ancient Sword was sheathed.

He was assassinated with a poisoned blade; he deserved to die.

He commented casually, then put away the three-colored Ganoderma lucidum.

As he continued his journey, Gu Sheng encountered several more groups of treasure hunters. He either avoided them beforehand or dealt with them swiftly. As he ventured deeper into the secret realm, he noticed that the surrounding plants were becoming increasingly dense, and the fluorescent light was growing brighter, illuminating the entire realm like a dream.

"Master, there is danger ahead."

A sudden warning was issued regarding the innate spiritual embryo.

Gu Sheng immediately stopped. He saw that the ground in front of him looked ordinary, but upon closer inspection, there were subtle fluctuations of spiritual energy.

"trap?"

He squinted, picked up a stone from the ground, infused it with his inner energy, and then threw it forward.

The moment the stone hit the ground, the ground suddenly collapsed, revealing a deep pit covered with sharp spikes, at the bottom of which dark green liquid was churning.

"Poisonous Swamp Trap. It seems someone got there before us."

Gu Sheng avoided the trap and advanced with even greater caution.

On the other side, Shen Qingyun was leading a group of martial artists who had been forced to submit through a swampy area. Suddenly, he raised his hand, signaling everyone to stop.

"Senior Shen, what's wrong?"

A martial artist asked cautiously.

Shen Qingyun didn't answer, but suddenly struck out with a palm towards the swamp on his left. As the palm wind passed, several figures stumbled out of their disguises in a disheveled state.

"Trying to ambush me?"

Shen Qingyun sneered.

"You guys are still too green."

When the rogue cultivators realized their scheme had been exposed, they turned to flee, but were surrounded by Shen Qingyun's men.

"Spare us! We were just..."

"Senior Shen, please be merciful!"

Before the pleas for mercy had even faded, Shen Qingyun had already waved his hand in acknowledgment.

"Throw them into the poisonous swamp."

Amid screams, several rogue cultivators were mercilessly pushed into the swamp, and in the blink of an eye, they were corroded by the venom until only their bones remained.

"see it?"

Shen Qingyun looked around at everyone.

"This is what happens when you disobey. Now, continue searching for Gu Sheng and Situ Qingfeng!"

At the same time, following the guidance of the innate spiritual embryo, Gu Sheng passed through a dense ancient forest, the withered branches under his feet making a faint cracking sound.

His every step was as light as a cat's, his aura restrained, as if he had blended into his surroundings.

"It's right in front."

Within the sea of ​​consciousness, the voice of the innate spiritual embryo was as clear as a child's, yet it carried an unquestionable authority.

Pushing aside the last clump of bushes, Gu Sheng's vision suddenly opened up—a cave half-hidden by vines and weeds appeared before him.

The entrance to the cave is small; without the guidance of the spiritual embryo, ordinary people would hardly be able to find it.

However, Gu Sheng's gaze suddenly sharpened.

At the entrance of the cave, a slender figure stood with her back to him.

The person was completely shrouded in a dark gray cloak, with only a section of her snow-white neck visible. Most striking was a small golden mouse, about the size of a palm, restlessly circling in her right hand.

"Treasure rat?"

Gu Sheng's pupils contracted slightly, and he was secretly alarmed.

Although this first-grade demon beast has no combat power, it can accurately sense the aura of rare and precious materials. In his previous life, he had only seen it once when he traveled around the world. At that time, that treasure-hunting rat was regarded as a treasure by a reclusive master.

"Be careful, this woman is not simple."

The voice of the spiritual embryo resounded in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"There is a mysterious power within her; do not engage her unless absolutely necessary."

Gu Sheng nodded slightly and was about to quietly leave when the woman suddenly turned around.

"Who is there?"

The voice was wary, yet surprisingly pleasant.

Knowing he couldn't hide any longer, Gu Sheng simply walked out of the bushes openly, spreading his hands slightly to indicate that he was harmless.

“The passersby had no hostile intentions.”

The woman's face was obscured by shadows beneath her cloak, but Gu Sheng could feel a sharp gaze sweeping over him.

The treasure-hunting mouse in her hand suddenly stopped moving, pricked up its ears, and looked at Gu Sheng warily.

"Passing by?"

The woman gave a cold laugh.

"You certainly know how to pick places to pass through in this desolate wilderness."

Gu Sheng remained calm and unhurried.

"I got lost while gathering herbs in the mountains."

"Humph."

The woman clearly didn't believe it, and with a flick of her right hand, she put the treasure-hunting rat into her sleeve.

"Regardless of your intentions, I have already discovered what's in this cave. If you want to take it by force, the only way is to use your strength."

Gu Sheng noticed the flaw in her words—it was like she was trying to hide something obvious.

The more she emphasized the treasure in the cave, the more nervous she seemed. But Gu Sheng didn't intend to get entangled with her. The spiritual fetus's perception was no weaker than that of the treasure-hunting rat, and he could easily seek other opportunities.

"You're overthinking it, young lady."

Gu Sheng cupped his hands slightly in greeting.

"Since this place is occupied, I will take my leave."

After saying that, he turned and left without any hesitation.

"stop!"

The woman suddenly shouted.

"Who are you?"

Gu Sheng paused, but didn't turn around.

"We've only met by chance, why ask so many questions?"

"you"

The woman seemed to choke, but after a moment she spoke again.

"I'm warning you, I possess my grandfather's Heavenly Martial Incarnation, as well as other powerful abilities. If you dare to make any moves..."

Gu Sheng's lips curled up slightly. The woman's words revealed an arrogance born of inexperience, clearly indicating that she came from an extraordinary family.

He said no more, strode away, and soon disappeared into the dense forest.

Guided by the spirit fetus, Gu Sheng arrived at a secluded mountain stream.

The stream was crystal clear, and the cliffs on both sides were as steep as if cut by a knife. After going up the stream for about half a mile, the view suddenly opened up before us—a naturally formed stone platform stood abruptly at the end of the stream, and on the stone platform, a spiritual herb with a deep green color grew quietly, emitting a faint halo.

"This is."

Gu Sheng's pupils contracted slightly, and he took a light sniff.

The exotic fragrance emanating from the herb made his blood boil, and every cell in his body cheered with joy.

"Never seen it before."

Gu Sheng had extremely high attainments in alchemy in his previous life, but he had no recollection of this spiritual herb.

Upon closer inspection, he discovered that the leaves of the herb had fine golden veins, distributed like blood vessels, and three crystal-clear, pearl-like fruits at the heart of the herb.

"Spiritual beings nourished by the blood and flesh of a great demon that has transformed into human form and perished."

The spiritual embryo made its judgment within its sea of ​​consciousness. (End of Chapter)