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

They surrounded them in a fan shape, their eyes filled with contempt and cruelty.

"Gu Sheng, I heard you're only at the peak of the Profound Martial Realm?"

A tall, thin disciple at the second level of the Earth Martial Realm sneered.

"With such meager cultivation, you dare to propose marriage at the Myriad Spirits Palace? You're courting death!"

Another short, stout disciple at the first level of the Earth Martial Realm chimed in.

"Senior Brother Zhao said he'd only cripple your limbs, not take your life. You're lucky!"

The two attacked simultaneously, their palms striking out together. Dark true energy condensed in the air into two enormous hands, with hideous ghost faces appearing in their palms, emitting a piercing shriek.

"Myriad Spirits Devouring Heart Palm!"

Two palm prints, accompanied by a chilling wind, pressed down on Gu Sheng. Wherever they passed, the stone slabs on the ground cracked inch by inch, and the surrounding vegetation withered instantly.

Gu Sheng stood motionless until the palm print was almost in front of him, then slowly raised his right hand and made a grabbing motion in the air.

"Om-"

A blinding blue light suddenly shone from his body, and his inner energy surged forth like a tide, condensing into a three-foot-long sword in his palm. The sword was crystal clear, with faint starlight flowing within it.

"break."

Gu Sheng uttered a single word, took a step forward, and swept his qi sword horizontally.

"Shoot-"

A sound like tearing silk rang out, and the two pitch-black palm prints were cleaved into four pieces by a single sword strike, exploding in mid-air and dissipating into black smoke.

"what?!"

The tall, thin disciple's pupils constricted. Before he could react, Gu Sheng had already stepped in front of him and brought his sword down on his head.

"All-Spirit Protective Force!"

The tall, thin disciple hastily mobilized all his inner energy, forming a thick gray wall of energy on his body.

However, when Gu Sheng's sword struck it, a crisp "crack" was heard, and the protective energy shattered instantly.

"puff--"

The tall, thin disciple spat out a mouthful of blood, flew backward, crashed heavily into the inner wall of the light barrier, bounced back to the ground, struggled a few times but could not get up.

"Senior Brother Zhang!"

The short, stout disciple's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly took several steps back.

"This kid's suspicious! Everyone, attack him!"

Zhao Lingqian's face was gloomy.

"Useless! Can't even take down a Xuanwu Realm cultivator?"

He shouted sharply.

"Everyone, attack together and use your martial arts to hold him off! Junior Brother Wang, find an opportunity to cripple him!"

The short, stout disciple gritted his teeth.

"understand!"

More than a dozen disciples simultaneously made hand seals, and various colors of true energy shone brightly. Fireballs, ice spikes, wind blades and other martial arts techniques swept towards Gu Sheng in an overwhelming manner.

A golden light flashed on Gu Sheng's chest, as dazzling as the rising sun.

The golden light gathered on his chest, gradually outlining a human figure, and finally transforming into a figure exactly like himself.

As soon as the spirit embryo took shape, it rushed towards the crowd opposite, its movements fluid and without the slightest pause.

"What kind of witchcraft is this?"

Zhao Lingqian's pupils shrank suddenly, and his face was so gloomy it could drip water.

He stared intently at the two Gu Shengs who had suddenly appeared in the arena, veins bulging on his forehead.

"It's just a smokescreen! Everyone, listen up! Focus your attack on Gu Sheng's main body!"

Upon hearing this, the disciples of Wanling Palace all turned around, and more than ten beams of true energy poured towards Gu Sheng's main body.

Amidst the flashing swords and clashing blades, Gu Sheng remained completely still, a faint, cold smile even playing on his lips.

At the same time, the avatar of the spirit embryo rushed into the crowd. Suddenly, golden-red flames ignited around the avatar. These flames were not ordinary fire, but the fire of nirvana, containing the purest life energy in the world.

"The Three Transformations of Nirvana, the First Transformation!"

The spirit embryo avatar let out a low shout, and its aura suddenly surged.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a radius of ten feet converged on him like rivers flowing into the sea, condensing in his hand into a dazzling golden sword phantom.

"Sky-Piercing Sword Technique!"

A golden sword aura swept out, blasting three Wanling Palace disciples away like autumn leaves in the wind.

The sword energy was incredibly sharp, leaving deep, bone-revealing wounds on the backs of the three disciples, from which blood spurted out.

"what--"

Screams came and went.

The eyes of the spirit embryo shimmered with golden light. If Gu Sheng hadn't deliberately controlled his strength, this sword strike would have been enough to cut the three of them in half at the waist.

He could have killed him with a single blow, but he chose to show mercy.

"Useless trash! All of you, get up here!"

Zhao Lingqian roared, his eyes filled with resentment.

"Forget about the fake one, kill the real thing first!"

More than ten attacks of true energy finally reached Gu Sheng's body. Blade energy, sword energy, palm wind, and all kinds of attacks intertwined to form a net of death, completely enveloping Gu Sheng.

Faced with such an offensive, Gu Sheng simply took a step forward expressionlessly, intending to withstand it with his bare body!

"boom--"

Amidst the deafening explosion, Gu Sheng was jolted back two steps by the impact, his upper clothes ripped apart, revealing his muscular, bronze-colored body.

Shockingly, the seemingly ferocious attack left not a single mark on him, not even a white mark.

"This is impossible!"

A disciple at the Earth Martial Realm stared wide-eyed, his voice trembling with fear.

"His physique has reached at least the fifth level of the Heavenly Realm! That's equivalent to the Earthly Martial Realm!"

Upon hearing this, everyone in the Myriad Spirits Palace paled. The path of body cultivation is incredibly difficult, and a body cultivator who reaches the fifth level is practically invincible among those of the same level.

Gu Sheng looked down at his unharmed body and a mocking smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Is this all you can do?"

Before he finished speaking, he had already raised his longsword. The next moment, his figure vanished into thin air!

"Watch out! Form ranks!"

The Earth Martial Realm disciple reacted the fastest, shouting out loud.

But it was too late.

"Only now do you think of forming an array?"

Gu Sheng's mocking voice rang in the disciple's ear, like the whisper of death.

"late."

The disciple felt a chill on the back of his neck as a powerful, suffocating aura surged from behind him.

Before he could even turn around, he was blasted away by a tremendous force, leaving a deep, bone-revealing sword wound on his back, blood instantly soaking through his robes. Overwhelmed by the excruciating pain, his vision went black, and he fainted.

Gu Sheng sheathed his sword and stood there, looking around. The remaining ten Wanling Palace disciples were already terrified, their hands gripping their weapons trembling uncontrollably.

"Now.

Gu Sheng slowly extended two fingers.

"I'm giving you two choices."

He raised the first finger.

"First, keep resisting, then lie on the ground like them."

Then he raised his second finger.

"Second, get out of here immediately, and I can pretend nothing happened."

The ten disciples looked at each other, their eyes filled with fear and hesitation.

"I'm counting to three."

Gu Sheng's voice was as cold as ice.

"One"

Before they could even count to two, the ten disciples scattered and fled, some even dropping their weapons, afraid of being too slow.

Seeing this, Zhao Lingqian also wanted to slip away into the crowd.

He kept his head down, walking hurriedly, cursing inwardly at these useless idiots.

"Senior Brother Zhao, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"

Gu Sheng's voice rang in his ears.

Zhao Lingqian froze, feeling a powerful mental force lock onto him.

He slowly turned around, forcing a calm expression on his face, but his eyes were full of resentment.

"Gu Sheng! What else do you want?"

Gu Sheng sneered.

"It seems that Senior Brother Zhao still doesn't understand the situation. You brought people to cause me trouble, and now that I have defeated you, you don't seem to have any sense of being a prisoner."

"captive?"

Zhao Lingqian seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world, and a ferocious look appeared on his face.

"Gu Sheng, do you know who I am? My grandfather is the Grand Elder of the Wanling Palace! If you dare to touch a hair on my head, my grandfather will make you wish you were dead!" Upon hearing this, Gu Sheng not only showed no fear, but instead revealed a thoughtful expression.

He looked up at the "Myriad Spirits Sealing Heaven Cover" that was faintly visible in mid-air. It was a magical artifact that could isolate one's aura, which was the reason why Zhao Lingqian and the others dared to attack him here.

"Senior Brother Zhao."

Gu Sheng suddenly asked, his tone playful.

"Tell me, what would happen if I broke this Heaven-Sealing Shield of All Spirits now, and Sect Master Xiao sensed the unusual energy here?"

Upon hearing Xiao Xuance's name, Zhao Lingqian's pupils contracted sharply.

He knew all too well the harsh methods of that Grand Elder of the Myriad Spirits Palace.

"what do you want?"

Zhao Lingqian gritted his teeth and asked, his fingers unconsciously reaching for the Myriad Spirits Sealing Heaven Shield at his waist.

A glint flashed in Gu Sheng's eyes, and he twirled the sword in his fingertip.

"Simple, hush money."

"what?"

Zhao Lingqian was stunned. He thought Gu Sheng would take the opportunity to kill him, but he didn't expect the other party to make such a request.

"One hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones, I'm very tight-lipped."

Gu Sheng said casually, but his eyes remained fixed on Zhao Lingqian's every subtle movement.

Zhao Lingqian's expression shifted between light and dark.

"Don't even think about it!"

"That's easy to handle."

A cold glint flashed in Gu Sheng's eyes.

"I'll cripple you first, then we can talk about the price."

Before he could finish speaking, Gu Sheng had already closed in. Zhao Lingqian hastily summoned the Myriad Spirits Sealing Heaven Shield, and a cyan light curtain instantly enveloped him.

However, Gu Sheng's sword energy easily pierced through the light barrier, leaving a bloody mark on Zhao Lingqian's cheek.

"This is impossible!"

Zhao Lingqian was utterly horrified. The Myriad Spirits Sealing Heaven Shield was a treasure capable of withstanding attacks from the peak of the Earth Martial Realm!

Gu Sheng sneered.

"It seems that Young Master Zhao is too confident in his own abilities."

However, he was calculating in his heart that the mystery of the jade pendant left by his mother had not yet been solved, and it would not be wise to completely break ties with Wanling Palace at this time.

"I'll give you one million high-grade spirit stones, and we'll call it quits!"

Zhao Lingqian gritted his teeth, but his eyes were filled with malice.

Gu Sheng scoffed.

"Five million, not a single one less. Otherwise..."

A bronze ancient palace the size of a palm suddenly appeared in his palm.

"I have no choice but to nip it in the bud."

When Zhao Lingqian saw the ancient bronze palace, his face turned deathly pale.

"The Divine Labyrinth?! How did you end up with this?"

"It seems that Young Master Zhao has exceptional knowledge."

With a gentle toss, Gu Sheng sent the bronze ancient palace soaring into the wind, instantly enveloping the two of them.

The space shifted, and Zhao Lingqian found himself in a magnificent bronze hall, the walls of which were covered with ancient runes, exuding a chilling aura.

“If I kill you here, even Xiao Xuance won’t be able to find a trace of it.”

Gu Sheng's voice echoed in the hall, carrying a chilling killing intent.

Zhao Lingqian's forehead was covered in cold sweat; he finally realized he had kicked a hornet's nest.

Five million. I'll give it to you!

Gu Sheng nodded in satisfaction, and with a wave of his hand, the two returned to their original spot, as if everything just now had been an illusion.

But Zhao Lingqian knew that the terrifying spatial power was no illusion.

I only have three million on me.

Zhao Lingqian reluctantly took out a storage ring.

"The rest"

"Consider it a debt."

Gu Sheng grabbed the storage ring, scanned it with his divine sense to confirm that it was correct, and then put away the qi sword.

"Remember, if you dare to play any tricks, next time it won't be a matter of spirit stones."

Suppressing his anger, Zhao Lingqian activated the Myriad Spirits Sealing Heaven Shield to sweep up the injured people on the ground. Before leaving, he glared fiercely at Gu Sheng.

"I have noted what happened today!"

Gu Sheng watched Zhao Lingqian's departing figure, a cold smile playing on his lips.

You'd better remember this: the next time we meet, it will be your death day.

He stroked the storage ring in his hand, but his mind was preoccupied with the mystery of the jade pendant left by his mother.

The jade pendant was engraved with runes related to the Wanling Palace, but they were not entirely the same. If this matter were not still unclear, he would never have let Zhao Lingqian off so easily today.

"The real trouble lies with the Grand Elder."

Gu Sheng muttered to himself, then turned and left in the opposite direction.

Meanwhile, Zhao Lingqian returned to Wanling Palace in a sorry state with his heavily injured followers.

Instead of returning directly to his own residence, he went straight to his grandfather Zhao Qianhuan's cave dwelling.

"grandfather!"

As soon as he entered the door, Zhao Lingqian knelt down on the ground, his voice trembling with sobs.

Deep within the cave, an elderly man with white hair and beard slowly opened his eyes, his gaze gleaming with a sharp light.

"Failed?"

Zhao Lingqian lowered his head in shame.

"Gu Sheng's strength is strange. More than ten of us at the Xuanwu Realm plus two at the Diwu Realm are no match for him."

His qi sword could easily pierce through the protective qi of a Earth Martial Realm cultivator!

Zhao Qianhuan frowned slightly.

"Tell me the details."

After listening to his grandson's description, Zhao Qianhuan remained silent for a long time before suddenly asking a question.

Are you sure he's using the Divine Labyrinth?

"Absolutely true! The aura of that ancient bronze palace is exactly the same as described in the ancient books!"

Zhao Lingqian said urgently.

Greed flashed in Zhao Qianhuan's eyes.

"Gu Sheng had only been a member of the Imperial Clan for a few months back then, yet he managed to obtain such a valuable treasure."

He stood up and stood with his hands behind his back.

"You don't need to worry about this anymore."

"grandfather!"

Zhao Lingqian cried out in frustration.

"He extorted five million spirit stones from me!"

Zhao Qianhuan sneered.

"What are mere spirit stones? The Divine Craft Labyrinth and the Qi Transformation Technique are the real treasures."

He turned to look at his grandson.

"After tonight, Gu Sheng will no longer exist in this world."

In the Great Wilderness City of Heaven, amidst swirling clouds and mist, a magnificent academy stands atop the clouds.

The golden plaque of the Great Wilderness Holy Academy gleamed in the sunlight, and powerful figures occasionally flew by, bringing with them waves of spiritual energy.

Deep within the sacred academy, in a secluded cultivation room, Xiao Mengling sat cross-legged.

She wore a plain white dress, her black hair cascading down to her waist, and a dot of vermilion between her brows made her skin appear even whiter than snow.

He was surrounded by pale blue spiritual energy, which flowed slowly like ripples on water.

“Ling’er”.

A deep voice suddenly rang out outside the cultivation room. Xiao Mengling's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.

Those were eyes as bright as stars, with flames flickering deep within them.

"Father?"

She spoke softly.

The door to the cultivation room opened silently, and a middle-aged man dressed in a purple-gold robe stood with his hands behind his back.

His face was dignified, and he exuded a faint but powerful aura. He was none other than Xiao Xuance, the sect master of Wanling Palace.

"I'm sorry to have disturbed your cultivation."

Xiao Xuance stepped into the room, his gaze sweeping over his daughter, and he nodded slightly. (End of Chapter)