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

A figure appeared out of thin air in the center of the hall, his purple-gold python robe fluttering without wind, and his body surrounded by a faint dragon-shaped aura.

Prince Nangong Tianze of Zhennan stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping over everyone like lightning, and no one dared to meet his eyes.

Gu Sheng cupped his hands slightly in greeting.

"Congratulations, Your Highness, on breaking through your limitations and entering a new realm."

"Congratulations, Your Highness!"

The crowd then seemed to awaken from their daze and offered their congratulations in unison, the sound of which made the beams and pillars of the hall vibrate.

The Prince of Zhennan raised his hand in a gesture of support.

"Everyone, please stand up."

His gaze lingered on Gu Sheng for a moment.

"Young friend Gu, may I have a word with you in private?"

Gu Sheng's lips curled up slightly.

"my pleasure."

The two left the main hall one after the other, passed through the corridor, and arrived at the secluded courtyard.

The old plum tree in the courtyard is still there, but there are a few more fallen leaves on the stone table under the tree.

With a flick of his sleeve, the Prince of Zhennan caused fallen leaves to rise without wind and drift to the side.

He looked directly into Gu Sheng's eyes.

"Who exactly are you, young friend?"

Gu Sheng sat calmly on the stone bench, his fingertips lightly tapping the table.

"Your Highness, what makes you say that? I am merely an ordinary young man traveling the world."

"An ordinary young man?"

The Prince of Zhennan chuckled lightly, his eyes gleaming.

"An ordinary young man who can see through the flaws in my cultivation technique at a glance and help me break through a bottleneck that has lasted for hundreds of years with just a few pointers?"

Gu Sheng smiled but did not answer. He simply took out a celadon teapot from his sleeve and slowly poured himself a cup of tea.

The aroma of tea wafted between the two of them.

Upon seeing this, the Prince of Zhennan frowned slightly, then relaxed.

"Very well. Since you do not wish to say more, I will not force you. The previous promise still stands, and the Prince's Palace will send people to escort you safely out of the city."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Gu Sheng raised his glass in a gesture of respect.

"but."

The Prince of Zhennan changed the subject.

"Young friend, you have been kind to me by giving me guidance. If the royal palace only does this small thing as a way of repaying you, it will inevitably be criticized if word gets out. May I ask if you have any needs? I will do my best to meet them."

Gu Sheng put down his teacup, his gaze clear.

"Your Highness is too kind. I was merely there by chance and it was nothing more than a small favor."

After a moment of contemplation, the Prince of Zhennan suddenly spoke.

"I have a young daughter named Yingying, who is sixteen years old and exceptionally intelligent. If you, young friend, do not find her unsuitable..."

"Your Majesty!"

Gu Sheng interrupted, his smile unchanged.

"I already have someone I like, so I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint Your Highness."

The courtyard fell silent for a moment, with only the rustling of the wind through the plum branches.

The Prince of Zhennan looked surprised, then laughed.

"Young friend, please don't be impatient. I'm not forcing you. I simply believe you possess exceptional talent, and if we could establish a marriage alliance with my royal family, it would be beneficial in the future."

"Is Your Highness worried that I am growing up too fast and will become uncontrollable in the future?"

Gu Sheng looked directly into the eyes of the Prince of Zhennan, his tone as calm as if he were discussing the weather.

The Prince of Zhennan's pupils contracted slightly, and his aura suddenly solidified.

The temperature in the courtyard dropped sharply, and fine ice crystals condensed on the plum branches.

Gu Sheng seemed oblivious, and poured himself another cup of tea.

"Your Highness need not be nervous. I am merely passing through this place and have no interest in the Prince's Palace or the Southern Frontier."

"Young friend, you are quite straightforward."

The Prince of Zhennan composed himself and a smile returned to his face.

"However, I am indeed curious, with your knowledge and cultivation, what are your plans for the future?"

Gu Sheng did not answer immediately.

He put down his teacup, and with his right index and middle fingers together, he made a light stroke in the air.

"Zheng"

A clear, melodious sword cry rang out, and a three-foot-long sword of energy condensed in the air. The sword was as transparent as water, yet it exuded a chilling sharpness.

The Prince of Zhennan's expression changed slightly, and he subconsciously took half a step back.

With a slight turn of his wrist, Gu Sheng sent the sword through a graceful arc, landing silently on the edge of the stone table.

"Click."

With a soft sound, a sword mark as thin as a hair appeared on the edge of the stone table, about an inch deep.

At first, the Prince of Zhennan didn't take it seriously, but when he focused his attention on the sword mark, he was struck dumb and froze on the spot.

Prince Nangong Tianze of Zhennan stared intently at the three-inch sword mark on the table, his pupils reflecting the scene of countless stars rising and falling.

His breathing became unusually slow, each breath seemingly resonating with the heavens and earth.

"This is."

Within the sword mark, countless golden Dao patterns moved like living things, weaving together to form a vast star map.

In a daze, Nangong Tianze saw a new world unfolding before his eyes. Mountains and rivers were being created, the sun and moon were turning, and countless laws of the Great Dao were being woven into shape in the void like threads.

His dormant true essence, which had been dormant for many years, suddenly surged, and the bottleneck of the early stage of the Earth King Realm actually began to loosen!
"Your Majesty?"

Gu Sheng's voice startled Nangong Tianze from his meditative state.

The Prince of Zhennan looked up abruptly and realized that his royal robe was soaked with sweat, while the sword mark on the table still emitted a faint golden light.

"This sword mark."

Nangong Tianze's voice was hoarse.

"It contains at least thirty-six complete Daoist principles!"

Gu Sheng sat casually in the armchair, his fingertips lightly tapping the armrest.

"Your Highness has excellent judgment. But compared to that, what do you think of my suggestion from earlier?"

Nangong Tianze looked at the young man who appeared to be only in his early twenties with a complicated expression.

Three days ago, when this person broke into the Prince's mansion alone and shattered eighteen layers of restrictions with a single sword strike, he should have realized that the other party was no ordinary person.

"Become my apprentice."

The Prince of Zhennan unconsciously traced the edge of the sword mark with his fingers.

"I have cultivated for over two hundred years and have now advanced to the Earth King Realm. If I were to become your disciple..."

Gu Sheng chuckled softly, picked up his teacup, and took a sip.

"Does Your Highness feel that you're losing face?"

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly froze.

Nangong Baye stood to the side, cold sweat beading on his forehead. For many years, no one had dared to speak to his father like that.

"Let's try a different approach."

Gu Sheng put down his teacup.

"Since Your Highness follows me, I will guide you if you encounter any difficulties in your cultivation. As for the Daoist essence on this sword mark, it is enough for Your Highness to study for half a month."

A glint of light flashed in Nangong Tianze's eyes.

He has been stuck at the early stage of the Earth King Realm for nearly ten years. If he can decipher this sword mark...
"it is good!"

The Prince of Zhennan suddenly stood up, clasped his hands together, and bowed.

"Nangong Tianze is willing to serve Mr. Gu!"

This bow startled everyone in the hall.

Nangong Yingying's red lips parted slightly as she looked at her usually arrogant father in disbelief.

Gu Sheng nodded in satisfaction and took out a cyan jade talisman from his sleeve, tossing it to Nangong Tiance.

"This item can be used at any time. The Daoist essence of the sword mark can only be maintained for half a month. How much you can comprehend depends on your fortune, Your Highness."

"Sir, are you leaving?"

Nangong Tianze took the jade talisman and keenly sensed something.

"good."

Gu Sheng stood up and dusted off his sleeves.

"I'm preparing to leave the city for the Southern Frontier, towards the Blazing Sun Prince's Palace."

"Don't worry, sir!"

A cold glint flashed in Nangong Tianze's eyes.

"If Tang Muzhi dares to obstruct me, I will personally go and confront him!"

Gu Sheng smiled.

"There's no need for a big fuss. Just send two people to escort me out of the city."

A moment later, Nangong Yingying and Nangong Baye stood in front of Gu Sheng, their expressions complicated.

Especially Nangong Baye, who was slammed into a wall by Gu Sheng's sword just three days ago, but now he has to escort him.

"Mr. Gu."

Nangong Yingying gave a graceful bow.

"My father ordered the two of us to escort the gentleman to the southern border."

Gu Sheng's gaze lingered on Nangong Yingying for a moment.

The woman was dressed in white, with a slender sword hanging at her waist, and her temperament was as cold and aloof as frost.

He remembered that when he stormed the Prince's mansion three days ago, this woman was the first to react and set up an array to stop him. "Thank you for your trouble, Princess."

Gu Sheng nodded slightly and then looked at Nangong Baye.

"Is the young master's injury healed?"

Nangong Baye's face stiffened, and he said stiffly.

"Thank you for your concern, sir."

As the three left the palace, the setting sun cast its last rays upon the vermilion gate.

Gu Sheng turned around and glanced at the magnificent mansion, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.

Meanwhile, on the city walls of Lie Ri.

Tang Qingyun punched the crenellation of the city wall, and several cracks immediately appeared in the bluestone.

"Father, are we just going to let him go like that? That boy has something on him..."

"Shut up!"

Tang Muzhi gave a cold shout and waved his sleeve to set up a soundproof barrier.

"Do you think Nangong Tiance is a pushover? That old bastard just broke through to the Earth King Realm and is now looking for a place to establish his authority!"

"But what about the inheritance that Gu Sheng possesses?"

Tang Qingyun gritted his teeth in resentment.

Tang Muzhi squinted and looked at the figure in the distance that had turned into three black dots.

"What's the rush? The people from the Prince of Zhennan's mansion won't follow him forever."

Tang Qingyun was taken aback at first, then suddenly realized what was going on.

"What my father means is..."

"Southern Xinjiang has been quite turbulent lately."

Tang Muzhi gave a sinister smile.

"If anyone there hears of a young man with an ancient heritage venturing out alone..."

"I understand, kid!"

A ruthless glint flashed in Tang Qingyun's eyes.

"I'll make arrangements right away!"

After Tang Qingyun left, Tang Muzhi stood alone on the city wall, his fingers unconsciously stroking the jade pendant at his waist.

The scene of Gu Sheng breaking through the palace's formation with a single sword strike three days ago reappeared before my eyes.

"A casual sword strike can leave behind a Dao essence that even a powerful Earth King realm expert can comprehend."

Tang Muzhi muttered to himself.

"Just who is this kid?"

He suddenly remembered a legend. Three hundred years ago, a powerful sword cultivator opened the gate to heaven with a single sword and left behind thirty-six inheritances in the mortal world before ascending to immortality.

Is it
"no!"

A murderous glint flashed in Tang Muzhi's eyes.

"Now that we've formed an enmity, this boy must die!"

Above the clouds, three streaks of light pierced the sky.

Nangong Yingying flew on her sword, her white robes fluttering like a fairy.

She glanced at Gu Sheng beside her and discovered that he was simply walking on air, without any magical artifacts to rely on.

"Sir, you don't use any magical implements?"

she couldn't help but ask.

Gu Sheng smiled.

"If you have a sword in your heart, everything can be a sword."

Nangong Baye, listening from behind, scoffed. What's with this pretentious act? Isn't he just showing off?

"The southern border is just ahead."

Nangong Yingying's armor gleamed coldly in the sunlight, her high ponytail swaying in the wind. She turned to look at Gu Sheng, her eyes filled with seriousness.

"In recent years, there has been constant fighting on the border. If we encounter enemies blocking our way, we will do our best to ensure your safety."

Gu Sheng nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the undulating mountains ahead.

He knew that the situation in the southern border was complex, with frequent battles between various sects and cities, and that the living conditions for martial artists were harsh.

The Zhennan Prince's Mansion and the Zhennan Army were built to defend against the invasion of warriors from the southern border.

"Thank you both."

Gu Sheng said calmly.

The three continued to fly away, with the mountains and rivers beneath their feet rushing past them.

Suddenly, Nangong Baye frowned.

"not good!"

Two streaks of light rose from the ground and chased after them like arrows.

A hoarse, cold voice came from afar.

"You brat from the Eastern Wilderness, spare your lives!"

A cold glint flashed in Nangong Yingying's eyes. Instead of slowing down, she made a hand seal to accelerate.

"Follow me!"

"Stop them!"

The pursuers roared, and in an instant, dozens of streaks of light rose from the ground, encircling the three of them.

Nangong Baye's face was grim.

"We've run into their main force on their march! Hundreds of Heavenly Martial Realm experts, and who knows how many more hidden on the ground. If we get bogged down..."

Gu Sheng glanced around and asked calmly.

"Can you shake them off?"

"Hard to say."

Nangong Yingying gritted her teeth and said.

"When both armies are advancing, they will set up arrays to intercept the aerial warriors."

As soon as they finished speaking, the three of them suddenly sank, and their escape light vanished like bubbles.

An invisible force was pulling them down rapidly.

"The array has been activated!"

Nangong Baye exclaimed in surprise.

Gu Sheng adjusted his posture in mid-air, his voice steady.

"Once you land, run straight back."

"My lord, you"

Nangong Yingying looked worried.

“I have a way to alter the flow of energy and mix it into theirs.”

Gu Sheng interrupted her.

"This is an order."

Nangong Baye tugged at his sister's sleeve.

"Military orders are paramount."

The three of them landed heavily in a dense forest.

The Nangong siblings exchanged a glance and then ran wildly in the northwest direction.

Gu Sheng then flashed away and headed south.

A moment later, Gu Sheng sensed five streams of energy locking onto him and rapidly approaching.

He stopped in his tracks, his innate spiritual embryo trembled slightly, and his aura instantly changed, transforming from the pure and ethereal quality unique to martial artists of the Eastern Wilderness to the cold and violent quality unique to the Southern Frontier.

"stop!"

Five warriors dressed in black leather armor leaped down from the treetops and surrounded Gu Sheng.

The leader had a hideous scar on his face and eyes as sharp as a hawk's.

"Did you see any three warriors from the Eastern Wilderness pass by?"

Gu Sheng feigned fear and clasped his hands in greeting.

"My lords, I am merely a rogue cultivator practicing in the nearby mountains, and I have never seen any people from the Eastern Wilderness."

Scarface looked Gu Sheng up and down, and seeing that he was a pure Southern Xinjiang martial artist with clothes covered in the black soil unique to the Southern Xinjiang, his suspicions lessened.

"What's your name? Which sect are you from?"

"I am Zhao San, and I belong to no sect or school. I cultivate at Black Tiger Mountain, which is thirty miles ahead."

Gu Sheng lowered his head to answer, secretly adjusting the fluctuations of his spiritual embryo to make his aura closer to that of the southern borderlands.

"Get out of the way, don't get in my way."

Scarface waved impatiently and led the four men to continue their search.

After they had gone far away, Gu Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, and the voice of the innate spiritual embryo echoed in his mind.

"Master, what kind of being were you in your past life? How could you so perfectly simulate the aura of others?"

Gu Sheng's lips curled up slightly.

"The path I followed in my past life was flawed; in this life, I will forge a different path."

Without offering further explanation, he continued his journey into the heart of southern Xinjiang.

Half a day later, a city shrouded in black mist came into view.

The city walls were towering and entirely black, resembling a crouching giant beast.

Blackwater City

Gu Sheng narrowed his eyes and noticed that there were checkpoints set up around the city, and a strange purple poisonous miasma permeated between the checkpoints and the city walls.

"stop!"

A cold shout came from the checkpoint. Gu Sheng paused slightly and looked up. (End of Chapter)