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

Ying's icy voice seemed to come from the depths of hell, clearly reaching the ears of everyone present, carrying an undeniable killing intent.

“This person has offended a distinguished guest of my Tantai family, so he has been given a slight punishment. If this happens again, his entire family will be exterminated.”

"The Tantai clan... the Tantai family?!"

The guard leader trembled violently, his face drained of color instantly, and his eyes were filled with unbelievable terror!

As a native of Zhongzhou, he knew all too well what the name "Tantai" meant!
That was a truly colossal entity standing at the pinnacle of Zhongzhou!
Not to mention the family behind their young master, even the city lord's mansion of Wanxiang Imperial City has to bow down before the Tantai family!
He no longer dared to feel any anger, or even resentment; all that remained was boundless fear!

He suddenly lowered his head, his voice trembling.

"Yes...yes! I understand! I was blind and offended the distinguished guest, Tantai! I deserve to die! I will take you away now! I will never dare to do it again!"

As he spoke, he and another guard hurriedly lifted the seriously injured and unconscious young master, squeezed through the crowd, and fled the scene without looking back, not daring to leave a single harsh word.

The surrounding crowd erupted in an uproar, their gazes towards Shen Qingtan and the other two filled with awe and curiosity.

Distinguished guests of the Tantai family? These three seemingly ordinary women actually have such an astonishing background?

Just as Ying was about to leave with Shen Qingtan and the other two, the crowd in front of them suddenly parted.

Three men dressed in matching black outfits, each with a golden scale emblem embroidered on their chest, silently blocked their path.

The leader had a cold and stern face, sharp eyes like an eagle, and a deep and imposing aura like a mountain; he was clearly a King Realm expert!
The two people behind him had slightly weaker auras, but they had also reached the peak of the Sect Realm.

"Handling business at the Enforcement Hall."

The black-clad steward at the head of the group spoke in a cold voice, his gaze sweeping over Ying and Shen Qingtan.

“You assaulted someone in the street and disrupted public order. Come with us.”

His gaze lingered on Ying for a moment, particularly on her, with a solemn expression.

Clearly, Ying's ability to instantly knock away a peak-level sect-level guard and intimidate the leader of the brocade-robed young master's guards had put him under pressure.

Ying stopped in her tracks, her gaze beneath the black robe calm and unwavering as she looked at the black-clad steward.

"They attacked first, attempting to abduct our distinguished guests. My actions were merely self-defense."

"One side of the story."

The black-clad butler remained unmoved.

"The court will make a fair judgment on the matter. We ask for your cooperation in the investigation."

Ying paused for a moment, seemingly unwilling to clash with the Enforcement Hall.

He said slowly.

"Everyone present can testify to what the guard leader said just now. He himself admitted that they were the ones who offended him first."

The black-clad butler frowned slightly, his gaze sweeping over the surrounding crowd.

The crowd stirred, but faced with the imposing presence of the Enforcement Hall, no one dared to speak up and testify.

Where are the witnesses?

The black-clad butler said coldly.

Ying didn't answer, she just looked at him quietly.

The black-clad deacon's eyes showed impatience. He suddenly raised his hand, and a palm-sized, jet-black token covered with mysterious runes appeared in his palm.

He whispered a few words to the token, and then the token flashed with light.

Then, something amazing happened.

The guard leader, who had been carrying the young master dozens of feet away, suddenly stiffened, his eyes becoming empty and blank. He turned around uncontrollably and walked back step by step until he stopped in front of the black-clad steward.

The black-clad butler pointed the black token at the guard leader's forehead and muttered incantations.

The runes on the token glowed with an eerie light, and an invisible force enveloped the guard leader.

"Speak! What just happened here? Tell me everything, without hiding anything!"

The black-clad butler's voice possessed a strange, magical quality.

The guard leader's eyes were vacant as he recalled how the young man in brocade robes had spoken sarcastically and disrespectfully, how he had ordered them to attack, and how Ying had instantly knocked the young man away.

And the final warning from the shadow, "Those who offend the distinguished guests of the Tantai family will be exterminated," was repeated verbatim, without missing a single word!
He even revealed his own inner fears and words of apology and begging for forgiveness!

Throughout the entire process, the guard leader was like a soulless puppet, completely out of his control!

"A technique similar to the Soul-Seizing Technique..."

The shadowy figure's eyes flickered slightly as he recognized the ability to forcibly read memories and control minds. Although the form of expression was different, the effect was extremely similar to the Soul-Seizing Technique, and it seemed to be amplified by the black token magic weapon.

After listening to the head of the guards' account and asking a few more questions, the black-clad butler finally put away the token after confirming that everything was correct.

The guard leader's body went limp and he collapsed to the ground. His eyes regained their clarity, but they were filled with extreme fear and lingering dread. He looked at Ying and the Enforcement Hall as if they were devils.

The black-clad butler ignored him, turning his gaze to Shadow, his tone softening somewhat.

"The situation has been investigated. The other party provoked first with malicious intent. Your actions in self-defense were understandable. The Enforcement Hall will not pursue this matter further. You may leave."

He waved his hand, signaling to let them pass.

Ying nodded slightly, said no more, and led Shen Qingtan, Gu Ningshuang, and Qin Yurou through the crowd and disappeared at the end of the street.

Only after walking a long way away from the hustle and bustle did Qin Yurou pat her chest and say with lingering fear.

"I was so scared! Those people from the Enforcement Hall were terrifying!"
What methods did he use? That guard leader seemed possessed!

Gu Ningshuang also looked solemn.

“Forcibly controlling the mind and reading memories… this is no ordinary method.”

Shen Qingtan looked at the silent figure leading the way ahead and asked softly.

"Senior Ying, what exactly is the origin of this Enforcement Hall?"

Shadow's steps did not stop, and a deep voice came from behind.

"The Law Enforcement Hall is not a particular sect or force. It is an order organization that has been passed down since the Central Divine Dynasty. It is independent of the major forces and is dedicated to maintaining order and law in the major cities of the Central Plains."

Its members come from all walks of life and have complex backgrounds, but all must undergo rigorous screening and be blessed with secret techniques.

The technique that person just used was the "Mind-Searching Technique," a secret art passed down within the Enforcement Hall. When used in conjunction with the "Soul-Suppressing Token," it could forcibly shake the mind, causing low-level martial artists to reveal their true thoughts. The effect was similar to the ancient, lost Soul-Capturing Technique, but with greater limitations and requiring the aid of a magical artifact.

"Divine Dynasty Legacy? Mind-Questioning Technique? Soul-Suppressing Token?"

The three women were secretly alarmed upon hearing this.

The waters of this Central Plains are indeed unfathomable! Even the Enforcement Hall, which maintains order, possesses such strange and powerful methods.

"Then... will that young master's family retaliate?"

Qin Yurou was still a little worried.

"The name Tantai is the best talisman."

Ying's voice was flat and emotionless.

“They wouldn’t dare if they didn’t want their race to be wiped out.” These words were spoken with absolute certainty and confidence.

Upon hearing this, the three women felt somewhat relieved, and at the same time gained a more direct understanding of the terrifying influence of the Tantai family in Zhongzhou.

Led by Ying, the four of them walked through the bustling streets, making several turns, and finally arrived at a relatively quiet area.

The buildings here are still tall and magnificent, but their style is different from the mainstream luxury of the Vientiane Imperial City. They appear more simple and understated, exuding a profound cultural heritage.

Ahead, a vast and magnificent market town came into view.

The style of the market is surprisingly similar to the Linglang Pavilion in the Eastern Wilderness City!
It also features flying eaves and brackets, carved beams and painted rafters, and a towering gatehouse with a huge plaque hanging on it, bearing three ancient seal characters written in a vigorous and elegant style: Wanbaolou!

"here……"

Shen Qingtan looked surprised.

"Wanbaolou, the headquarters of Linlangge in Zhongzhou."

Ying gave a brief explanation and then led the three of them toward an inconspicuous small door at the side and back of Wanbaolou.

The small door opened silently, and a woman dressed in a plain white gauze dress, her face covered with a light veil, revealing only a pair of clear eyes, was already waiting there.

She has a slender figure and a cool, ethereal temperament, like a fairy from the moon palace.

"Kage-sama."

The woman in white bowed gracefully to Ying, her voice as melodious as a clear spring striking a rock.

"You must be tired from your journey. Please leave the three young ladies to me."

Ying stopped and nodded slightly to the woman in white.

"Thank you for your help, Moon Envoy."

Then, he turned to Shen Qingtan and the other two.

"My mission is complete. The three young ladies can wait here in peace; someone from the family will come to meet them."

After saying that, Ying's figure disappeared silently from the spot, as if she had never appeared.

"Three young ladies, please follow me."

The woman in white veils—the Moon Envoy—gesturped Shen Qingtan and the other two in a gentle voice.

The three women followed the Moon Envoy through a small door and entered the Wanbao Tower.

Inside, instead of the hustle and bustle of shops, there are quiet corridors and courtyards, with a serene and elegant environment full of spiritual energy.

The Moon Envoy led them to a quiet room that was decorated in an extremely simple and elegant style.

The quiet room was small and simply furnished, with only a few futons and a low table.

On the low table sat a small bronze incense burner, from which a wisp of pale blue smoke was rising.

The smoke wasn't thick, but it carried a strange, heavy, and profound aura.

Taking a breath, I felt calm and my inner energy seemed to become more active.

"The incense burned indoors is 'North Sea Black Tortoise Demon Pill Incense'."

The Moon Envoy explained softly, her voice exceptionally clear in the quiet room.

"This incense is made primarily from the core of a thousand-year-old Xuan Turtle demon, supplemented with dozens of rare and precious medicinal herbs. For martial artists below the King Realm, it has the effects of calming the mind and nourishing the meridians, assisting in cultivation, and enhancing cultivation level."

The three young ladies must be tired from their journey; they can rest here for a while and catch their breath. The family's messengers will arrive shortly.

After she finished speaking, she bowed slightly to the three of them.

"If needed, simply give a shout, and someone will be waiting outside. Moon Envoy, I shall take my leave now."

The Moon Envoy's figure drifted away, leaving Shen Qingtan, Gu Ningshuang, and Qin Yurou in the quiet room filled with a strange fragrance.

The three women exchanged glances, each seeing shock and relief in the other's eyes.

The profound heritage of Wanbaolou (the headquarters of Linlangge) is indeed unfathomable.

Even the place where they were temporarily resting was filled with such precious incense!
They said no more and each found a futon and sat down cross-legged.

In the quiet room, wisps of pale blue smoke curled up, enveloping them in a deep and heavy atmosphere that gradually relaxed their tense nerves.

Nourished by the fragrance, the body's vital energy circulated slowly on its own, repairing the fatigue of the journey.

They closed their eyes, began to regulate their breathing, and quietly waited for the arrival of the people from the Tantai family to meet them.

After leaving the ancient manor, Gu Sheng and his group did not head directly to the sealed land on the other side of the Immortal Pool. Instead, led by Xia Fuqu, they bypassed the misty waters and ventured deeper into the secret realm.

The deeper you go, the richer the spiritual energy becomes, and the air is filled with an ancient and weathered atmosphere.

The surrounding vegetation has become even more peculiar, with some ancient spiritual plants that have long since disappeared from the outside world stubbornly growing here.

After walking for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the view ahead suddenly opened up.

A huge, turquoise light screen, like an inverted giant bowl, stood silently before everyone's eyes.

The light curtain shimmered with a soft glow, its surface adorned with faint runes, radiating a powerful and stable sealing force.

Through the slightly transparent light curtain, the interior can be clearly seen.

Inside the light curtain was not land, but a viscous liquid that emitted a faint bluish-gold luster.

In the center of the liquid, there stands a small jade platform.

On the platform, a figure dressed in a plain-colored robe stood quietly; it was Situ Qingfeng!
At this moment, Situ Qingfeng's eyes were closed, his expression was blank, as if he had lost all consciousness, like a soulless sculpture.

He was surrounded by pale gold rune chains, which were deeply embedded in the jade platform beneath him, forming an integral part of the entire light curtain seal.

A viscous liquid flowed slowly around his body, enveloping him as if it were drawing something in or sustaining something.

"This is... the true core of the seal."

Xia Fuqu's voice was heavy as she looked at the dazed figure inside the light screen, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

"Back then, the Boundless Holy Land suffered a great calamity. In order to preserve the Holy Land's flame and prevent its inheritance from being cut off, the Holy Lord used his last strength to create this small space."

And the most core inheritance of the sacred land, along with a group of top-talented disciples, were sealed here, slumbering within the Heavenly Essence Liquid, awaiting their revival in future generations.

She raised her hand and pointed to the viscous, bluish-gold liquid inside the light screen.

"This is the 'Heavenly Marrow Elixir,' which was refined by the Holy Land using countless rare and precious materials, combined with the spiritual essence of the earth veins and ancient treasures."

Its inherent vitality and spiritual power are enough to keep the slumbering person's body from decaying and their soul from dying, and can even slowly nourish and enhance their cultivation over a long period of time.

The current Boundless Sect... was founded by the first batch of 'seeds' who awakened from their seal and were born prematurely. And I... was one of them.

Upon hearing this, Gu Sheng was deeply shaken. So this was the true origin of the Boundless Sect! It was founded from the remnants of the ancient Boundless Holy Land!
No wonder it has such a profound foundation, enabling it to stand on equal footing with the Xuanmen in the Great Wilderness City.

Xia Fuqu's identity has finally been revealed—she is actually one of the core disciples of the Holy Land who were sealed away back then!

Bai Yu and Bai Zhi also looked surprised, clearly hearing such a secret for the first time.

Xiao Mengling held the bamboo slips, her gaze calm, seemingly unsurprised. (End of Chapter)