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

"This item is a betrothal token left by your mother, and the marriage partner is none other than the Palace of Ten Thousand Spirits."

Palace of Ten Thousand Spirits

Gu Sheng murmured softly.

He looked down at the corpses of the three Wanling Palace warriors at his feet. Their spiritual consciousness had been completely extinguished, leaving only three empty shells.

“Perfect timing. After settling this matter, we can conveniently visit the Palace of Ten Thousand Spirits.”

Gu Sheng smiled slightly, formed a hand seal, and his internal energy surged like a river.

Three hazy auras emanated from the corpse and were absorbed into his consciousness.

This is his unique "living puppet" technique, which can transform enemies into puppets while retaining their strength from their previous lives.

"A living puppet at the half-step Heavenly Martial Realm is quite a good haul."

Gu Sheng nodded in satisfaction, then circulated his true energy and sped south.

After a short while, the ruins of a dilapidated tower came into view. The old man in the red robe was right before he died; there was indeed something strange about this place.

Gu Sheng stopped and carefully examined every inch of the land.

"found it!"

His gaze sharpened, locking onto the northwest corner of the ruins.

There was a subtle, unseen aura of restriction there, exactly the same as the one that had trapped him before.

"break!"

Gu Sheng gave a soft shout, and the half-step Heavenly Martial Realm puppet in his sea of ​​consciousness responded and struck the restriction with a palm.

The air vibrated, the invisible barrier shattered, revealing a dark entrance.

Gu Sheng stepped inside without hesitation. The interior of the ruins was dimly lit, but with his eyesight, he immediately spotted the four unconscious people leaning against the wall—Gu Ningshuang, an old man, and two female martial artists.

"Senior Sister Gu!"

Gu Sheng quickly stepped forward and knelt down to check on Gu Ningshuang. The girl's eyes were closed, her long eyelashes casting shadows on her pale face, and her breathing was relatively steady.

Gu Sheng breathed a sigh of relief and gently placed his palm on Gu Ningshuang's forehead, a wisp of gentle spiritual energy slowly seeping into her sea of ​​consciousness.

This technique is extremely delicate, and the slightest carelessness could damage the opponent's soul, but with Gu Sheng's mastery of mental strength, he naturally handles it with ease.

"Um"

Gu Ningshuang gave a soft hum, her eyelashes fluttered, and she slowly opened her eyes.

When she saw the person in front of her clearly, her eyes were first filled with confusion, then turned into surprise.

"Gu Sheng? I... am I dreaming?"

Her voice was weak, but it couldn't hide her joy.

Gu Sheng smiled slightly.

"Not a dream"

He briefly recounted how he discovered her imprisonment, omitting the parts about killing the Wanling Palace warriors and his own puppet technique.

After hearing this, Gu Ningshuang's face showed a look of guilt.

I'm sorry to have troubled you again.

"People safe is good."

Gu Sheng reached out and ruffled her hair, the gesture natural and affectionate.

Gu Ningshuang blushed, but did not dodge.

She looked around and saw her master and companions still unconscious, and asked with concern.

"them."

"He was just knocked unconscious, but he's fine."

As Gu Sheng spoke, he checked the condition of the old man and the two female martial artists in turn.

"However, when they wake up later, do not mention that I was ever here."

Gu Ningshuang tilted her head in confusion.

"Why? Master is a powerful expert who has just entered the Heavenly Martial Realm. If we could befriend him..."

"It's precisely because it's the Heavenly Martial Realm that it's even more troublesome."

Gu Sheng shook his head, interrupting her.

"Such powerful individuals are difficult to fathom; knowing too much will only be detrimental to you. You only need to pretend to have woken up from a coma just like them."

Gu Ningshuang nodded thoughtfully.

"I understand."

She paused and added.

"I'll try to make it look more convincing."

Gu Sheng was amused by her serious expression.

"You"

The two exchanged a smile, and the atmosphere suddenly became somewhat subtle.

Because they were checking each other's injuries, they were now extremely close, almost able to feel each other's breath.

Gu Ningshuang's pretty face turned red at a visible speed, and her heartbeat was so loud that it seemed to be heard.

Gu Sheng coughed lightly and stood up first to create some distance.

"I still have things to investigate. You should return to Great Wilderness City first. If you need anything, you can find me at Linlang Pavilion."

"Linlang Pavilion?"

Gu Ningshuang's eyes widened.

"That's a trading company that spans several states, you..."

“I am the third master of that pavilion.”

Gu Sheng calmly revealed this identity that would shock most people.

Gu Ningshuang's small mouth opened into a circle.

"When did you... My God, I had no idea you had this background!"

"It's a long story, we'll talk about it in detail another time."

Gu Sheng glanced at the old man and noticed that the man's aura was beginning to fluctuate.

"Your master will wake up soon, I have to go."

Gu Ningshuang's eyes showed reluctance, but she still nodded obediently.

"Then you must be careful in everything."

Gu Sheng smiled at her, turned around, and strode out of the ruins. Gu Ningshuang watched his tall figure disappear beyond the rubble, unwilling to look away for a long time.

"The people have already gone far away, why are you still looking?"

An old voice suddenly rang out, startling Gu Ningshuang so much that she almost jumped up.

She turned her head and saw that the old man in the Heavenly Martial Realm had already sat up and was looking at her with a mischievous grin.

"Master! When...when did you wake up?"

Gu Ningshuang stammered, her cheeks burning red.

The old man stroked his beard, a shrewd glint in his eyes.

"I woke up a long time ago."

I noticed that young man the moment he came in.

"Then why?"

"Pretending to sleep?"

The old man chuckled.

"That kid had a mysterious and powerful aura around him. I couldn't figure out what was going on, so I pretended to be unconscious to observe. Now it seems he saved our lives."

Gu Ningshuang lowered her head, her fingers twisting the hem of her clothes.

"He is my cousin."

"Cousin?"

The old man raised an eyebrow.

“Little girl, do you think I’m blind? The way he looks at me doesn’t seem like he’s just looking at his cousin.”

Gu Ningshuang's face turned even redder, almost as if it were about to bleed.

"Master! You...you mustn't be talking nonsense!"

"Haha, it's so good to be young."

The old man laughed heartily, then said seriously.

"However, this kid is indeed extraordinary. He was able to break through the restrictions of the Myriad Spirits Palace without making a sound, and he also has a mysterious expert by his side. Ning Shuang, do you know what his cultivation level is now?"

Gu Ningshuang shook her head.

"I only know that he is very strong, but he has never mentioned his specific level of strength."

"At least half a step into the Heavenly Martial Realm, or perhaps even already."

The old man muttered to himself thoughtfully, then shook his head.

"Alright, I'm not ungrateful for the life-saving grace I received. Didn't you say you were going to take him to that secret realm? I can protect you secretly."

Gu Ningshuang looked up in surprise.

"Really? Master, you're willing to help?"

"Consider it repaying a favor."

The old man stood up and dusted off his clothes.

"But that kid is right, we shouldn't make a fuss about what happened today, especially not to those two girls."

He pointed to the two female warriors who were still unconscious.

Gu Ningshuang nodded repeatedly.

"I see."

The old man suddenly remembered something and asked with great interest.

"By the way, he said he was the third master of the Linlang Pavilion?"

"Yes," he said.

Gu Ningshuang was halfway through her sentence when she suddenly realized something and looked at the old man in surprise.

"Master, you...you know the Linlang Pavilion?" The old man smiled mysteriously.

"More than just acquaintances. This kid seems even more interesting than I imagined."

The old man stroked his beard and smiled.

"When I was recruiting students for the Holy Academy, Gu Sheng was the one I had the highest hopes for. Unfortunately, the Lu family wielded immense power in the outer academy, and he also killed Lu Xuanyuan."

"What does Master mean?"

Gu Ningshuang's heart trembled slightly.

"That little fellow has the bearing of a true dragon."

The old man waved his sleeve lightly, and the teacups on the stone table moved automatically without any wind.

"Your ability to become my disciple is actually related to him. The method of Venerable Ye that you used that day was incomplete, but in Gu Sheng, I sensed the complete Daoist essence."

The clouds and mist on the mountaintop suddenly surged, and Gu Ningshuang's breath caught in her throat.

She recalled the figure that always walked at the forefront in the secret realm, and the indomitable spirit he displayed when he killed Lu Xuanyuan.

If you truly love him

The old man's voice suddenly turned serious.

"Then we must intensify our cultivation. Otherwise, once the gap widens, we will be from two different worlds."

"Master!"

Gu Ningshuang's ears turned slightly red, but then she saw the old man raise his hand to stop her from explaining.

"I secretly observed his aura."

The old man squinted.

"He is at the seventh level of the Xuanwu Realm and can break through to the eighth level at any time. What is even more astonishing is that his foundation is more than three times more solid than that of other cultivators of the same level."

Zheng——!
The sword at Gu Ningshuang's waist suddenly emitted a clear ringing sound.

A sharp sword intent emanated from her body, and several fine cracks silently appeared on the bluestone beneath her feet.

"Disciple understands."

She bowed with her sword in her hands, her eyes blazing with an unprecedented fighting spirit.

"Please open the third level of the Sword Tomb, Master."

The old man laughed with satisfaction, and a jade talisman flew out from his sleeve.

"That's more like my disciple! Go, and let your master see how many days you can last in the Sword Tomb."

Meanwhile, in a ruin a hundred miles away.

Gu Sheng sheathed his blood-stained longsword, frowned, and looked around at the dilapidated tower.

Yue Shenggong's voice echoed in his mind.

"Don't bother looking anymore. The old man in the red robe's place of inheritance has already self-destructed. Even if you find the entrance, all that's left is a pile of rubble."

"Pity."

Gu Sheng sighed softly, his fingertips brushing against a broken stone engraved with strange runes.

"The secret realm that Gu Ningshuang mentioned"

"I suggest you take it slow."

Yue Shenggong interrupted.

"You broke through three realms in the secret realm, and your true energy is as weak as a bloated toad. If you continue to break through like this, you will definitely suffer a backlash when you reach the King Realm."

Gu Sheng chuckled upon hearing this, but he also knew it was a piece of advice.

He found a secluded cave, sat cross-legged, and began to circulate his internal energy in reverse. His meridians, which should have been absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, were now instead compressing the true energy within his body.

"Uh!"

Large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. The burning pain in his meridians felt like red-hot iron filings flowing through his veins. But he gritted his teeth and managed to compress the true energy in his dantian by a full thirty percent.

"interesting."

A hoarse voice suddenly came from the shadows. A shadow appeared in the corner of the cave.

"Your method reminds me of the perversions of those holy sites in Zhongzhou."

Gu Sheng didn't open his eyes, but a smile curved his lips.

"Oh? I'd like to hear the details."

Ying leaned against the stone wall, arms crossed.

"Ordinary martial artists are eager to make rapid progress, but only those holy sons and daughters who have been trained by old monsters since childhood will bother with their foundations at the Xuanwu Realm."

"Very profitable?"

Gu Sheng finally opened his eyes, his pupils flashing with what seemed like lightning.

"Looking back now, it was just asking for trouble."

Ying chuckled.

"Before reaching the Sect Realm, no matter how solid your foundation is, you can't withstand the crushing power of your realm. When I was at the peak of the Sect Realm, it only took me one move to kill a newbie who had just entered the Sect Realm."

Gu Sheng stretched his sore shoulders.

"Then why"

"The King's Realm is the watershed."

Ying suddenly became serious.

"I've seen a King Realm cultivator who relied on pills to reach that level get his dantian destroyed in three moves by a newly advanced disciple. When the young lady first entered the King Realm, she killed a peak King Realm elder."

The cave fell into a brief silence.

Gu Sheng looked thoughtfully at his skin, which was covered with tiny cracks—the result of ruptured capillaries caused by excessive compression of his true energy.

So you think I'm doing something pointless?

Ying smiled, a rare occurrence for her.

"On the contrary. I'm just surprised that someone like you, who comes from a self-taught background, knows all this."

He paused.

"I have a secret technique here."

"The foundation of martial arts is the basis for a martial artist's existence."

Shadow's voice echoed in the dimly lit secret room.

"Ordinary martial artists need to spend decades of hard training to perfect their foundation."

Gu Sheng sat cross-legged on the futon, his fingers gently tapping his knees.

"Miss Ying, you are mistaken. Building a solid foundation requires a gradual approach; there are no shortcuts. Besides..."

His gaze swept over the figure shrouded in a cloak.

"You're only at the Sect Realm level, how can you teach me?"

The candlelight in the sealed room suddenly flickered, casting two elongated shadows on the wall.

Ying slowly raised her hand, and a wisp of dark blue true energy condensed at her fingertips. The true energy actually outlined intricate runes in the air, emitting a heart-palpitating fluctuation.

"Has Pavilion Master Gu ever seen this before?"

Gu Sheng's pupils contracted slightly.

As the runes flowed, they caused his internal energy to tremble slightly, as if he were being summoned by something.

This is no ordinary method!
"This is."

"A fragment of the ancient secret technique, the 'Reversal of Fate'."

Ying's voice suddenly became ethereal.

"Using methods that defy the heavens to mend the deficiencies of the Great Dao."

The sound of the cloak slipping off was exceptionally clear in the silence.

Gu Sheng's breath hitched—beneath the cloak lay a face of unparalleled beauty.

Her skin was as white as snow, and her features were exquisite. What was most startling was the blood-red vertical line between her eyebrows, as if a third eye was about to open.

"To cultivate this secret method, one must reverse the flow of the meridians and attack the vital points."

Ying's lips parted slightly, each word carrying immense weight.

"Of ten people who cultivate this technique, nine will explode and die. But if they succeed..."

The runes on her fingertips suddenly exploded, turning into countless points of light.

Gu Sheng felt his internal energy boiling uncontrollably, and his originally solid martial arts foundation began to show subtle cracks under this strange phenomenon!

"It can mobilize the power of heaven and earth to reshape the foundation!"

Gu Sheng blurted it out, then immediately became alert.

Why did you choose me?

Shadow donned her cloak again, concealing her stunning beauty.

"Three reasons. First, your soul strength far surpasses that of others of the same level; second, you have already touched the edge of the laws; third..."

She paused.

"I need you to kill someone."

The temperature in the sealed room dropped sharply.

Gu Sheng narrowed his eyes.

"Who?"

“The Holy Son of the Bitter Sea Holy Land, Yun Wushuang.”

"One of the top ten holy sons of Zhongzhou?"

Gu Sheng scoffed.

"Miss Ying thinks too highly of me."

Ying calmly took out a jade slip.

"The Bitter Sea Holy Land and the Tantai clan have a long-standing feud. If you agree, I can first give you half of the secret technique. As for when to make your move..."

A strange look flashed in her eyes.

"I can wait for ten years, a hundred years, or even a thousand years."

Gu Sheng took the jade slip, scanned it with his divine sense, and his heart was filled with shock. (End of this chapter)