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

She recalled the scene of her father being sent flying by a palm strike from the Wanliu Sect elder, and the tragic state of her clansmen being chained up. If it weren't for her family, she would rather have committed suicide here.

"I heard that."

The round-faced female disciple lowered her voice, but deliberately let Xie Qingxuan hear her clearly.

"The young sect leader has taken at least eighty or a hundred concubines. Those who are not favored... hehe, they are not even as good as the guard dogs."

The tall, thin female disciple continued.

"That's right. Last month, there was one who tried to escape, but the young sect leader gave him away to one of his disciples. He was in a terrible state."

Xie Qingxuan trembled all over, and her stomach churned violently.

She stared intently at her reflection in the bronze mirror, her eyes filled with despair.

Where are you, Gu Sheng? She cried out silently in her heart.

Then he thought bitterly.

No, don't come. It's too dangerous here.
Just then, the door opened silently, and a dark figure slipped in.

"Who?"

The round-faced female disciple turned around alertly, but before she could finish speaking, a cold light flashed.

The two heads fell to the ground almost simultaneously, and glistening frost formed on the wounds, without a single drop of blood splattering out.

Xie Qingxuan's eyes widened, and she instinctively covered her mouth.

She saw a woman with a black veil standing in the room, her figure graceful and her eyes cold.

"Don't make a sound."

The veiled woman spoke in a low voice, her tone as clear as a spring striking a rock.

Immediately afterwards, another woman slipped inside.

The woman was also masked, but her eyes and brows revealed a certain liveliness.

"Miss Xie, we were sent by the young master to rescue you."

She speaks very quickly.

"Young Master has gone to rescue the rest of the Xie family. You must not tell anyone."

Xie Qingxuan's heart pounded wildly.

"Gu Gu Sheng?"

The lively woman, Tantai Xueli, raised her index finger to her lips, her eyes filled with a smile.

She was about to say something more when her older sister, Tantai Bingtang, stopped her with a look.

"hurry up."

Tantai Bingtang said coldly, raising her hand to put the two corpses into her storage ring.

"Perfect for nourishing the young master's Heavenly Demon Vine."

Tantai Xueli stuck out her tongue, removed her veil, and her appearance began to slowly change.

In just a few breaths, she had become exactly like the round-faced female disciple who had just been killed, even her voice was incredibly lifelike.

"Sister, do you think it looks like her?"

Tantai Bingtang did not answer, but walked up to Xie Qingxuan and took out an ice-blue pill.

"Take it."

Xie Qingxuan looked at her hesitantly.

Eat if you want to live.

Tantai Bingtang's tone left no room for doubt.

Xie Qingxuan gritted her teeth, took the pill, and swallowed it.

The pill melted instantly upon entering the mouth, and a chill instantly spread throughout the body.

To her astonishment, the face of Tantai Bingtang in front of her began to distort and change, eventually becoming exactly like her!
"This"

Xie Qingxuan was so shocked that she couldn't speak.

Tantai Xueli, now a "round-faced female disciple," handed over a mask as thin as a cicada's wing with a grin.

"Miss Xie, use your true energy to activate it, and imagine the person you want to become in your sea of ​​consciousness."

Xie Qingxuan suddenly realized.

"Are you trying to substitute one thing for another?"

"clever."

Tantai Xueli nodded approvingly.

"Your sister will attend the wedding in your place, and I will take you away. Hurry up and disguise yourself, time is running out."

"Thank you, Senior Sister. Please put this on."

Tantai Bingtang's voice suddenly became exactly the same as Xie Qingxuan's, only the tone was stiff, like a command.

She handed me a mask as thin as a cicada's wing, which gleamed strangely in the sunlight.

Xie Qingxuan was stunned for a moment. The instant her fingers touched the mask, a chilling sensation spread from her fingertips.

She instinctively tried to pull her hand back, but Tantai Bingtang grabbed her wrist.

"There's no time to hesitate."

Although Tantai Bingtang's voice was imitated perfectly, it carried an undeniable sense of oppression.

Xie Qingxuan took the mask and put it on her face.

In an instant, the mask began to writhe as if it were alive, quickly covering her entire face.

After a sharp pain, she felt her facial features being reshaped.

Even more astonishingly, her clothes began to change; her original plain white dress instantly transformed into the standard blue robe of an inner disciple of the Wanliu Sect.

Xie Qingxuan looked down at her unfamiliar hands. These were clearly the hands of the murdered female disciple!
"What kind of magical artifact is this?"

Xie Qingxuan's voice changed, and she touched her face in horror.

"The Thousand Illusion Mask can imitate anyone's appearance and aura."

Tantai Xueli stepped forward and gently pressed Xie Qingxuan's shoulder.

"Senior Sister Xie, there's no need to panic. We mean no harm."

Xie Qingxuan cautiously took a half step back.

"Who are you? Why are you helping me?"

Tantai Xueli smiled slightly and whispered in her ear.

"Seven years ago, at the foot of Qingluan Peak, the jade pendant you gave Gu Sheng had the character 'Xuan' engraved on the back."

Xie Qingxuan's pupils suddenly contracted. Only she and Gu Sheng knew about this!
Do you believe us now?

Tantai Xueli took a step back, her eyes filled with cunning.

"We have the same goal in coming here: to stop that beast Qi Yinglong."

Xie Qingxuan remained silent for a moment, then finally nodded.

"Okay, I'll cooperate with you."

"follow me."

Tantai Bingtang regained her original voice and turned to walk into the depths of the dense forest.

"Time is running out; the Wanliu Sect's celebration is about to begin."

The three of them silently passed through the dense forest and soon arrived near the entrance of the Wanliu Sect.

From above, the entire sect was brightly decorated and filled with a joyous atmosphere.

The disciples of lower status were extremely busy, some setting up the altar and others carrying gifts; while the disciples of higher status were responsible for receiving guests from all sides, their faces plastered with fake smiles.

"Look over there."

Tantai Xueli pointed towards the mountain gate.

"That's Qi Yinglong."

Xie Qingxuan looked in the direction she was pointing and saw a young man dressed in a magnificent purple robe exchanging pleasantries with the guests.

He was handsome and elegant, showing no signs of being a villain who would abduct women.

Peak of the Sect Realm

Xie Qingxuan felt the powerful aura emanating from the other party and couldn't help but clench her fists.

Qi Yinglong seemed to sense something and suddenly looked up in the direction where they were hiding.

Tantai Bingtang immediately pulled the two of them down to squat down and held their breath.

"He found us?"

Xie Qingxuan asked nervously.

Tantai Bingtang shook her head.

"It's probably just intuition. The Thousand Illusion Mask can not only change appearance, but also hide aura. As long as we don't actively expose ourselves, he won't notice us."

Sure enough, Qi Yinglong quickly looked away and continued talking with the guests.

"Let's go, let's sneak in."

Tantai Xueli took out two identical masks from her bosom and put them on.

In the blink of an eye, she transformed into the appearance of another female disciple of the Myriad Streams Sect.

Using the crowd as cover, the three successfully infiltrated the Wanliu Sect.

Throughout the journey, Xie Qingxuan's heart pounded like a drum, fearing that she would be discovered.

But as the Tantai sisters said, the Thousand Illusions Mask had an amazing effect. Even her familiar fellow disciples greeted her respectfully without arousing any suspicion.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Xie Qingxuan asked in a low voice when no one was paying attention.

Tantai Bingtang smiled slightly.

"You'll find out later."

Half an hour later, an elder announced loudly.

"The auspicious time has arrived. Please proceed to the main hall, Young Sect Master!"

Upon hearing this, Qi Yinglong bowed to the guests, then took to the air and flew towards the sect's main hall.

His figure streaked through the air in a purple streak, drawing countless gasps of amazement.

"We'll go too."

Tantai Xueli pulled Xie Qingxuan along to catch up with the crowd.

The square in front of the main hall was already filled with guests, with representatives from various sects gathered together.

When Qi Yinglong descended from the sky, everyone stood up and bowed.

"Thank you all for gracing my concubine-taking ceremony."

Qi Yinglong stood on the high platform, beaming with smiles.

"Today is an auspicious day, why don't we invite the bride out now?"

There was a burst of applause from the audience.

Qi Yinglong clapped his hands.

"Bring the bride up!"

At his command, two female disciples helped a woman wearing a red veil slowly walk out.

The woman walked with a limp, seemingly reluctant.

Xie Qingxuan stared intently at the "bride." That wasn't her at all! Who was impersonating her?
"Don't worry."

Tantai Bingtang seemed to see through her thoughts and whispered.

“Those are our people.”

Just then, Xie Qingxuan noticed a familiar jade bracelet on the "bride's" wrist—a keepsake left to her by her mother! How did these people get it?
With greed in his eyes, Qi Yinglong eagerly approached the "bride" and reached out to lift the veil.

"Young Sect Master, please wait."

An elder quickly intervened.

According to etiquette, one should first pay homage to Heaven and Earth.

Qi Yinglong frowned impatiently, but still withdrew his hand.

"Hurry up, then."

Next comes the complicated ritual process.

While everyone's attention was focused on the high platform, Tantai Bingtang quietly slipped a small bottle to Xie Qingxuan.

"what is this?"

Xie Qingxuan asked in a low voice.

"Illusion Powder can induce hallucinations in people."

Tantai Bingtang explained.

"Wait for my instructions and scatter it towards Qi Yinglong."

Xie Qingxuan gripped the small bottle tightly, her heart racing.

She didn't know what the sisters' plans were, but given the circumstances, she could only take it one step at a time.

Halfway through the ceremony, the guests began to present their gifts.

Various rare and precious treasures were presented on the high platform, and Qi Yinglong thanked them one by one, his smile growing ever wider.

"It seems I'll be able to break through to the King Realm after tonight."

He muttered to himself, his gaze constantly shifting between the bride and his body.

Qi Yinglong's father, Qi Tianqiong, the sect leader of Wanliu Sect, also took the stage to express his gratitude.

"Thank you all for your generous gifts. Our clan will also give each guest a small gift in return later as a token of our appreciation."

Just as the guests and hosts were enjoying themselves, a cold voice suddenly rang out throughout the room.

"When Wanliuzong held his wedding, did he ask for my consent?"

The sound, amplified by true qi, was like a thunderclap, causing a sharp pain in the eardrums.

The square fell silent instantly; everyone was stunned.

"who?!"

Qi Yinglong shouted sternly.

"How dare you run wild in my Myriad Streams Sect!"

Qi Tianqiong's face was ashen, and the pressure of a King Realm expert instantly enveloped the entire area.

"Who are you, you cowardly rat hiding your head and tail! Come out and confess your sins now, and I might spare your whole corpse!"

The voice rang out again, even colder than before.

"Old dog Qi, it's been seven years, and you're still as arrogant as ever."

Qi Tianqiong's pupils contracted. This voice... seemed somewhat familiar?

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

He roared, unleashing his full royal aura, causing the tables and chairs in the square to tremble violently.

"Get out of here!"

However, the owner of the voice seemed completely unaffected.

"I've come today for only two things: to pay homage to the mountain and to commit murder!"

The last two words carried an overwhelming killing intent, sending a chill down the spines of everyone present.

Qi Tianqiong's expression changed drastically, because he discovered that he was unable to pinpoint the source of the sound! It was as if the other party did not exist in this space; no matter how he searched, he could not find any trace of them.

"You cowardly rat, hiding your head and tail, dare to act so presumptuously in my Myriad Streams Sect!"

Enraged, Sect Leader Qi slammed his fist on the sandalwood table beside him, shattering it.

His eyes flashed like lightning as he scanned every corner of the hall, trying to find the source of the voice that dared to provoke him at the Wanliu Sect's grand ceremony.

The guests inside the hall fell silent, none of them expecting that someone would dare to run wild on the territory of the Wanliu Sect.

Qi Yinglong stood beside his father, his handsome face contorted with rage.

"Who are you, you scoundrel? Show yourself if you dare! What kind of skill is it to hide in the shadows?"

The hall was deathly silent; even breathing could be heard clearly.

"as you wish."

With this indifferent response, a dark figure floated down from the dome of the main hall, hovering lightly three zhang above everyone's heads like a falling leaf.

The man was dressed in black, his face partially obscured by a silver mask, revealing only a pair of cold, piercing eyes.

"presumptuous!"

Sect Master Qi roared, his spiritual power surging, and the floor of the hall was shaken open with spiderweb-like cracks.

"Get off here!"

Gu Sheng remained motionless, looking down at the Wanliu Sect members with a mocking smile.

"Sect Leader Qi has quite the imposing presence, what a pity."

"What's a pity?"

Qi Yinglong questioned sharply, a long sword with a chilling gleam already appearing in his hand.

"Unfortunately, after today, the Myriad Streams Sect will cease to exist."

Gu Sheng's voice was eerily calm, as if he were stating a perfectly ordinary fact.

Tantai Xueli stood among the guests, her face deathly pale.

She had never seen Gu Sheng like this before. His usually gentle and smiling eyes were now icy cold, and the murderous intent emanating from him made her feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

She instinctively took a half step back and bumped into her older sister, Tantai Bingtang's, shoulder.

"His sister."

Tantai Xueli's voice trembled.

Tantai Bingtang held her sister's hand, her brows furrowed.

"Don't make a sound."

Xie Qingxuan stood beside the two sisters and keenly sensed that the aura emanating from Gu Sheng was completely different from usual.

She quietly tightened her grip on the short sword in her sleeve, only to find that she couldn't lock onto Gu Sheng's spiritual energy fluctuations. This could only mean that the other party's cultivation level was far beyond her perception range.

"Insanity!"

The Qi clan leader was so angry that he laughed instead.

"Men, seize this arrogant scoundrel!"

At his command, dozens of figures suddenly sprang out from all corners of the Wanliu Sect, each radiating powerful spiritual energy fluctuations. They were all experts at the Sect Realm! They quickly occupied various positions in the main hall, surrounding Gu Sheng completely.

The guests gasped in surprise and retreated.

No one expected that the Wanliu Sect had hidden so many experts, and even more unexpectedly, someone dared to challenge the entire sect single-handedly.

Surrounded by dozens of experts at the Grandmaster level, Gu Sheng didn't even lift an eyelid.

He slowly raised his right hand, gently rubbing his thumb and middle finger together. (End of Chapter)