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

"My son, Qingfeng."

The voice was like a spring breeze, or a clear spring flowing, containing endless love and longing.

Situ Qingfeng trembled violently, his eyes instantly turned red, and two streams of hot tears rolled down his cheeks uncontrollably.

"Is it really you, Mother?"

His voice was hoarse, and his hands unconsciously reached forward, but passed right through the woman's illusory figure when they touched it.

The woman's eyes showed pain as she spoke softly.

“When your mother passed away, you were still an infant, your little face wrinkled, like a little monkey that hadn’t fully grown.”

As she spoke, she covered her mouth and chuckled softly, but tears welled up in her eyes.

"I never imagined that he would grow into such a handsome young man in the blink of an eye."

Situ Qingfeng choked with emotion, a thousand words stuck in his throat. Suddenly, the woman's expression turned solemn, and she lightly touched his brow with her slender finger.

"Time is of the essence; let's accept the inheritance first."

A glimmer of golden light emanated from her fingertip, and Situ Qingfeng's eyes immediately went blank. His body slowly floated into the air, enveloped in a golden cocoon of light.

Gu Sheng stood quietly to the side, taking in the whole scene.

He noticed that when the woman performed her technique, the ancient aura contained within the golden light was far beyond what ordinary techniques could match.

The woman turned to face Gu Sheng and gave a solemn bow.

"Thank you, fellow Daoist, for saving my son's life."

Gu Sheng raised an eyebrow. He hadn't revealed his soul power, so how did this woman see through him?
Seemingly sensing his confusion, the woman smiled sweetly.

"Before I took human form, my true form was a golden eagle roc, born with a pair of divine eyes that could see the essence of all things. Although you have hidden your true form very well, your soul cultivation is nowhere to be hidden under the divine eyes."

"I see."

Gu Sheng suddenly realized, and then asked.

"I wonder what connection you have with the Golden-Winged Roc lineage?"

The woman sighed softly.

"Our ancestors did indeed have the blood of the Golden-Winged Roc, but with the passing of generations, the bloodline has become diluted and is no longer comparable to that of a pure-blooded Golden-Winged Roc."

She raised her hand and pointed to the golden roc statue in the center of the hall.

"That is the mark left by our ancestors."

Gu Sheng looked in the direction she was pointing and saw that the statue's eyes were faintly glowing with golden light, as if it were a living thing staring at him.

A thought struck him, and he vaguely sensed an ancient and majestic aura.

"To repay your kindness, I am willing to offer three drops of my life essence."

As the woman spoke, she placed her right hand on her heart, and three drops of shimmering blood slowly appeared, hovering above her palm.

The moment the essence blood appeared, the spiritual energy in the hall suddenly surged.

Gu Sheng's internal energy surged uncontrollably, every cell screaming with desire.

The energy contained in that essence blood was purer than any rare and precious material he had ever seen.

"This"

Gu Sheng rarely showed a look of surprise. The life essence of a great demon, especially the essence containing the bloodline of the Golden-Winged Roc, would be enough to cause a bloodbath if released to the outside world.

The woman explained.

"This essence blood can not only help you break through your realm, but also repair the deficiencies on your martial path. Judging from your foundation, although it is strong, there are still minor flaws. This essence blood can make up for them."

Gu Sheng suppressed the restless true energy within his body and solemnly accepted the three drops of essence blood. As soon as the essence blood entered his hand, it transformed into three warm currents that flowed into his meridians, causing every pore on his body to relax.

"Thank you for your kind gift, Madam."

Gu Sheng sincerely thanked him. The value of those three drops of essence blood far exceeded his sacrifice in saving Situ Qingfeng.

The woman's expression relaxed slightly when she saw him accept the money, but then she hesitated again.

"I have another request."

"But it doesn't matter."

"My ancestral bloodline has awakened within my remains. I would like to ask for your permission, fellow Daoist, to transform this bloodline power into a complete inheritance and pass it on to Qingfeng."

The woman spoke earnestly.

"Of course, in exchange."

Gu Sheng raised his hand to interrupt.

"There is no need for an exchange. Your son and I are already sworn brothers, and I will do my best to fulfill this request."

The woman was taken aback, clearly not expecting him to agree so readily.

She gave Gu Sheng a deep look, then suddenly smiled.

"I admire your magnanimity, fellow Daoist."

She knew perfectly well that with Gu Sheng's displayed spiritual cultivation, her remnant soul was utterly powerless to resist if he wanted to seize it by force. His swift and agreeable response actually made her feel somewhat guilty.

To be honest...

"The woman said frankly."

"My remnant soul has clung to your remains for many years, and I have long seen that you are no ordinary person. Today, I see that you are indeed a dragon among men."

Gu Sheng smiled faintly.

"Madam, you flatter me. I see that your son is exceptionally talented, and with a mother like you, his future achievements are limitless. It is also a blessing for me to form this good relationship today."

A look of admiration flashed in the woman's eyes. After a moment of contemplation, she suddenly lowered her voice.

"In that case, I will grant you another opportunity. I know of a secret realm where the complete body of a Golden-Winged Roc is buried."

Gu Sheng's pupils suddenly contracted. A complete corpse of the Golden-Winged Roc? If this news got out, it would shake the entire cultivation world!

"Is this true?"

Even with Gu Sheng's composure, he couldn't help but feel his breathing quicken.

The woman nodded solemnly.

"Absolutely true."

That was a secret realm discovered by our ancestors, guarded by the remnant soul of the Golden-Winged Roc. After our ancestor received a golden feather, that remnant soul vanished on its own, awaiting only a destined person to unlock it.

As she spoke, a golden light gathered at her fingertips, and with a gentle flick, a stream of information entered Gu Sheng's mind.

It was a complex map, marking the location of the secret realm.

In exchange.

The woman's expression turned serious.

"I only ask that you, fellow Daoist, take care of me when I face a life-or-death crisis in the future."

Gu Sheng processed the information in his mind, and after a moment he smiled nonchalantly.

“Madam, you are overthinking it. Your son and I are sworn brothers, and I would never stand idly by while he is in danger. I will shamelessly accept this information about the secret realm.”

The woman breathed a sigh of relief and bowed again.

"Thank you, fellow Daoist. Qingfeng is fortunate to have a friend like you."

She looked up at Situ Qingfeng, who was enveloped in golden light, her eyes filled with loving kindness.

"Next, I will use all the power of my remaining soul to complete the inheritance of my origin for Qingfeng. The spiritual energy here will become exceptionally rich due to the inheritance, which will greatly benefit you in refining your essence blood. You might as well cultivate here for a while."

Gu Sheng was intrigued upon hearing this. The spiritual energy emitted during the inheritance of the original bloodline of a transformed great demon was several times purer than that gathered by a top-tier spirit-gathering array, making it a truly rare opportunity for cultivation.

"Thank you for your help, senior!"

Gu Sheng clasped his hands and bowed deeply towards the hazy, illusory female figure. The spiritual energy floating in the void seemed to be drawn in, forming tiny vortexes around him.

The woman's ethereal figure lightly raised her jade-like hand, her wide sleeves fluttering like clouds.

"It is due to fate, there is no need to express gratitude."

Her voice seemed to come from ancient times, carrying an ethereal echo.

"These three drops of my life essence are the condensation of my life's cultivation. I hope you will make good use of them."

Before she could finish speaking, the woman's illusory figure suddenly flicked her sleeve.

Situ Qingfeng's remnant soul was enveloped by a cyan spiritual energy, as if drawn by an invisible hand, and instantly merged into the altar in the center of the hall.

"boom--"

The entire hall trembled violently, and the previously calm spiritual energy suddenly became violent.

Gu Sheng felt a blur before his eyes, and the concentration of spiritual energy around him surged at a visible speed, instantly becoming more than a thousand times denser than the outside world! The storm of spiritual energy raged in the hall, illuminating the ancient runes on the ground one by one.

"This is..." Gu Sheng's pupils contracted sharply. He could feel every inch of his skin greedily absorbing this extremely pure spiritual energy.

"Sit cross-legged and begin the refining process."

The voice of the woman's phantom echoed in his mind.

"The first drop is the most domineering, and it requires perseverance to resist it."

Gu Sheng dared not delay and immediately sat cross-legged in the eye of the storm.

He took out the jade bottle from his bosom and carefully poured out a drop of golden-red essence blood.

The moment the essence blood appeared, it exuded a terrifying pressure, causing even the surrounding spiritual energy storm to pause.

"Gudong-"

The moment the essence blood entered his mouth, Gu Sheng felt a scorching torrent rush from his throat straight to his dantian, and then explode!
"what!"

He couldn't help but let out a cry of pain, as if his entire body's meridians were being scorched by raging fire.

That domineering and unparalleled energy rampaged through his body, breaking his meridians inch by inch, only to be rapidly reorganized and expanded under the nourishment of his essence and blood.

"hold onto!"

The woman's illusory voice carried a hint of urgency.

"Meridian reshaping is the beginning of a complete transformation!"

Gu Sheng gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead.

He could clearly feel that his meridians were being forcibly expanded to more than three times their original size! At the same time, the rich spiritual energy in the hall seemed to have found an outlet, surging wildly into his body.

"Click——"

A soft sound came from within his body, and the original shackles on his cultivation broke. The aura of the peak of the Yellow Martial Realm erupted from Gu Sheng, dispersing the surrounding spiritual energy storm.

"Is this a breakthrough?"

Gu Sheng was deeply shocked.

He could feel that his true energy was several times purer than before, and its circulation speed was astonishingly fast. And all of this was just the effect of refining the first drop of essence blood!
Just as Gu Sheng was immersed in the joy of his breakthrough in cultivation, the entire secret realm suddenly trembled violently.

"Oh no, the secret realm is about to collapse!"

The woman's illusory voice sounded somewhat urgent.

"My power is about to be exhausted, and I can no longer maintain this space."

Gu Sheng suddenly looked up.

"Senior! That Senior Situ, he—"

"The breeze has become one with the main hall; this is his choice."

The woman's illusory figure began to blur.

"Remember this: the day all three drops of essence blood are refined will be the day."

Before she could finish speaking, the entire hall was suddenly engulfed by a blinding white light.

Gu Sheng felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, as if his body had been torn into countless pieces.

"boom!"

With a muffled thud, Ye Jianjia crashed heavily onto the hard ground.

Ignoring the pain, she immediately rolled over and sat up, looking around warily.

"Is this... the village at the entrance to the secret realm?"

Dozens of martial artists lay scattered around, each with a bewildered expression. Further away, the original entrance to the secret realm had vanished, replaced by a distorted spatial fluctuation.

"My inner energy has been restored!"

Someone shouted in surprise.

Ye Jianjia quickly circulated her inner energy and indeed found that the suppressed true energy was flowing through her meridians again. But she had no time to rejoice at the moment; her eyes anxiously searched for that familiar figure in the crowd.

"Gu Sheng. Gu Sheng!"

She called softly, her voice trembling uncontrollably.

no respond.

Ye Jianjia's heart sank little by little.

She forced herself to remain calm and released her spiritual power, probing the area within a radius of several hundred meters inch by inch. However, no matter how she searched, she could not sense that familiar aura.

"how come."

She muttered to herself, her face gradually turning pale.

"Have you heard? That grand hall in the far north has erupted with astonishing power fluctuations!"

Not far away, several martial artists were talking in hushed tones.

"I saw it with my own eyes: a golden light shot straight into the sky, and then the entire secret realm began to collapse!"

"Someone must have obtained an extraordinary opportunity!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Jianjia's eyes lit up with hope.

She walked quickly toward the group of people.

"Excuse me, have you ever seen a young man dressed in blue robes and carrying a heavy sword?"

The group looked at each other, then shook their heads.

"Girl, it was too chaotic when the secret realm collapsed, and no one noticed the others."

An older martial artist sighed.

"However, those who get close to the main hall either received a great opportunity, or..."

He didn't say anything more, but his meaning was already clear.

Ye Jianjia's eyes instantly reddened.

She bit her lower lip hard until she tasted blood before letting go. No, Gu Sheng wouldn't let her force herself to calm down so easily. Perhaps, he had simply been transported somewhere else?
Just then, a suffocating pressure suddenly enveloped the entire area!

"It's a Heavenly Martial Realm expert!"

someone exclaimed.

Everyone involuntarily turned to look, and saw a figure slowly walking out of the distorted space.

The man was dressed in white, but he was missing his right arm; the empty sleeve fluttered in the wind.

"Shen Qingyun?!"

Ye Jianjia's pupils contracted, and she subconsciously took a few steps back, disappearing into the crowd.

A deathly silence fell over the arena. Everyone was intimidated by the oppressive aura emanating from Shen Qingyun, not daring to even breathe. Even more shocking was that this prodigy of the Great Wilderness Sacred Academy had lost an arm!
"Gu! Sheng!"

Shen Qingyun's eyes were bloodshot as he forced out the two words through gritted teeth, his voice filled with boundless rage.

"I, Shen Qingyun, swear to the heavens that I will avenge this severed arm!"

His mental energy swept across the entire area, but he still couldn't find the figure he hated to the core.

"impossible"

Shen Qingyun frowned.

"His very essence of destruction was destroyed, how could he have died like that?"

Recalling the strange events at the Northern Palace, an even more infuriating guess surfaced in his mind—Gu Sheng might still be alive, and had obtained an unimaginable opportunity!

This thought nearly drove Shen Qingyun mad.

He, a powerful expert of the Heavenly Martial Realm and a prodigy of the Great Wilderness Sacred Academy, had his arm severed by a mere Yellow Martial Realm brat, and the other party might even benefit from the misfortune!

"what!"

Shen Qingyun roared to the sky, unleashing the full force of his Heavenly Martial Realm power. Martial artists within a hundred meters were all forced to their knees by this force, some of the weaker ones even spitting out blood.

"Get out! Get out of here!"

he roared.

The crowd felt as if they had been granted a pardon and scattered in all directions.

Ye Jianjia, mingling in the crowd, felt somewhat relieved after hearing Shen Qingyun's words—at least she could be certain that Gu Sheng was very likely still alive!

She took one last look in the direction where the secret realm had disappeared, gritted her teeth, turned around, and sped off towards the direction where the Emperor Sect was located.

"Holy Son! What is this?"

Several disciples dressed in the robes of the Great Wilderness Holy Academy rushed forward, and upon seeing Shen Qingyun's severed arm, they were all horrified.

Shen Qingyun's face was so gloomy it could drip water. (End of Chapter)