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

Gu Sheng raised an eyebrow, revealing an interested expression.

“My body is not merely a remains that needs to be buried; it is also… the ‘key’ to unlocking a secret hidden deep within the Northern Underworld Burial Grounds.”

The woman slowly revealed the key to it.

“Deepest in that burial ground, there lies an egg… which I laid with my last bit of primal power before I perished, and sealed with a secret technique…”

"Egg?!"

Gu Sheng was shocked! A living Golden-Winged Roc egg?!

"good."

The woman confirmed.

"That egg contains the last pure-blooded descendant of my Golden-Winged Roc lineage."

"By using the unique bloodline energy contained within my corpse as a guide, and supplemented with three drops of my life essence, the seal can be broken, and the strongest bloodline pact can be established between me and the chick within the egg."

She looked at Gu Sheng, her tone carrying a sense of entrustment.

"In this way, what you will receive will no longer be a cold, lifeless corpse, but a living partner with unlimited growth potential, capable of soaring through the heavens in the future, and becoming your powerful ally!"

Gu Sheng instantly understood the pros and cons and quickly weighed the options in his mind.

The corpse of a Golden-Winged Roc is undoubtedly a top-tier material for refining weapons and alchemy, and is priceless.

But compared to a living, growing, and contract-forming pure-blooded Golden-Winged Roc cub... the latter undoubtedly has greater long-term value! Its potential is simply immeasurable!
This isn't even a choice. Subduing a live Golden-Winged Roc is far more worthwhile than taking a corpse for granted!

"I understand."

Gu Sheng took a deep breath, his eyes becoming solemn and determined.

"I, Gu Sheng, agree to this! I will ensure your body is safely delivered to the Northern Underworld Burial Ground, so that your offspring may hatch!"

Seeing that Gu Sheng had finally made the wisest choice, a faint, relieved smile seemed to appear on the face of the bird-bodied, human-faced woman.

She took one last deep look at the suspended starry coffin, then at Gu Sheng. The last glimmer of light that held her remnant spirit together flickered a few times like a candle in the wind, and then... went out completely.

She remained frozen in mid-air, her bird-bodied, human-faced form still and undisturbed, as if she had transformed into an exquisite sculpture.

The immense demonic power receded like the tide, leaving behind only a body containing boundless blood and vital energy.

Gu Sheng raised his hand, and a surge of pure true energy flowed out, gently enveloping the woman's corpse and slowly drawing it to his front.

The instant his true energy touched the corpse—

hum!
Within the corpse's body, it seemed as if some pre-set restriction had been triggered! Eighteen brilliant, gold-like orbs, containing unimaginable life essence and terrifying energy, slowly emerged from various vital points on the corpse's body. Then, as if attracted, they transformed into eighteen gentle yet scorching streams of heat, actively and without hindrance, flowing into Gu Sheng's body!

These eighteen drops of his life essence did not immediately erupt with violent energy. Instead, like a gentle spirit, they quietly settled deep within his meridians and blood, waiting for him to slowly refine and absorb them in the future.

Gu Sheng was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly realized.

"So... when she sealed herself away and left behind this remains containing her essence and blood, she had already made this final plan. By using the hand of a destined person from the God of Fate, she sent her soul back to her homeland, and at the same time, she found a worthy 'protector' for her descendants... She really went to great lengths."

He felt a genuine respect for this golden-winged roc who he had never met but who remained steadfast in his mission until the very last moment.

He found a brand-new storage ring of excellent quality with a spacious interior, and carefully put the bird-bodied, human-faced female corpse inside, storing it separately from the various materials he had obtained before, as a sign of respect.

After doing all this, Gu Sheng did not rush to refine the eighteen drops of his incomparably precious life essence blood.

His gaze returned to the coffin suspended in mid-air, radiating a mesmerizing starlight.

Seemingly sensing the arrival of the successor and the end of the guardian's mission, the starry coffin trembled slightly, the starlight around it swirled faster, and then slowly and solemnly descended to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, without Gu Sheng needing to lift a finger, the heavy and mysterious coffin lid slid open slowly to one side with a slight rubbing sound...

The moment the coffin lid was opened, it was as if thousands of stars were relit within it. Brilliant starlight burst forth from the coffin, illuminating this strange space as if it were daytime, yet it also carried the depth and dreamlike quality of the starry sky!

Gu Sheng's gaze involuntarily fell into the coffin.

The next moment, his pupils suddenly contracted, and his breath caught in his throat!
Inside the coffin lay a woman, lying quietly.

She had long, snow-white hair that cascaded down her body like a galaxy, creating a breathtaking contrast with her flawless beauty.

Her beauty transcends the realm of ordinary language; it seems to embody all the beauty and brilliance of heaven and earth, a kind of untouched, otherworldly beauty.

In Gu Sheng's mind, the image of Empress Yingluo, whom he had glimpsed briefly in the Heavenly Realm in his previous life and was hailed as the most beautiful woman in the Three Realms, even flashed by unconsciously. But at this moment, he felt that even that empress seemed to be slightly inferior in appearance and unique ethereal charm compared to the woman in the coffin.

Her eyes were closed, her long, curled eyelashes like two small fans, hanging quietly and casting soft shadows beneath her eyelids. Her nose was high and delicate, outlining a perfect profile. Her lips were full, a natural crimson, like the most tender flower petals, inspiring contemplation.

Her skin was like flawless white jade, fair, radiant, and seemingly delicate enough to break at a touch, yet it also faintly shimmered with a divine glow. Her expression was serene and peaceful, with a faint, almost imperceptible, smile of relief playing on her lips, as if she were merely asleep, ready to awaken at any moment.

What made Gu Sheng's heart skip a beat and his blood flow faster involuntarily was that this Si Ming was completely naked!

That body was so perfect, like a work of art sculpted by the heavens with painstaking effort; every line was smooth and alluring. Her skin was fair with a faint, healthy blush, brimming with vitality.

Full, perky breasts, a slender waist, long, straight legs... all of these elements combine to create the ultimate temptation.

Her hands clasped naturally, gently covering the most mysterious and wonderful place below her lower abdomen. Her slender fingers cleverly concealed the last forbidden area, leaving a slight sense of regret, yet adding to the allure of unspoken desire, involuntarily arousing a desire for longing and exploration.

Gu Sheng remained stunned for several breaths, his mind even going blank for a brief moment.

He had seen many beauties, but someone like Si Ming, who perfectly blended holiness, etherealness, and ultimate sensuality, was truly a rare sight in his life. He bit his tongue sharply, the intense pain instantly snapping him out of his daze.

He forcibly averted his gaze, no longer looking at that perfect body that could drive any normal man mad. He took several deep, continuous breaths to barely suppress the sudden surge of heat and the urge to go thirsty.

"Do not look at what is improper... She is an ancient power, the source of the lineage of the God of Fate, and must not be profaned..."

Gu Sheng kept reminding himself, relying on his strong willpower to restrain himself from looking at that shocking body and to refocus his attention on the important matter at hand.

Write.

Gu Sheng forcibly suppressed the chaotic ripples in his heart caused by that perfect body, and his gaze became sharp and firm again as he stared at the corpse of Siming in the coffin.

He was both amazed by the otherworldly beauty and conflicted—to obtain the Heavenly Compass of Destiny, it seemed necessary to destroy this seemingly sleeping body, which possessed an invisible allure.

"Such a perfect remains, as if they contain some kind of Daoist aura... Before his death, Senior Siming was probably a top-tier existence far beyond my imagination. My will has even been slightly affected... Moreover, the corpse of such an existence might contain some unknown strangeness or hidden tricks..."

To be on the safe side, he decided not to delay any longer, lest things get complicated.

With a thought, the ancient and majestic Southern Emperor Sword appeared in his hand. The sword shimmered with a faint aura of royalty. His wrist was steady, and the blade carefully pressed against Siming's chest skin, which was as white as mutton fat jade and as delicate as if it could be broken with a touch.

Just as the sword tip was about to exert force, about to cut a gash—

laugh.

A very faint sound, like silk being torn, was heard.

As the sword passed, a fine wound appeared on that perfect skin.

However, what made Gu Sheng's pupils shrink was that what was seeping from the wound was not congealed dark blood, but... beautiful, rose-red blood beads, like rubies, full of the breath of life! This corpse was still "bleeding" just like a living person!
Just as he was filled with doubt and uncertainty, a voice, without warning, resounded in his mind—no, it seemed to echo directly in the depths of his soul.

The voice was like the song of a nightingale, clear and melodious, yet it carried an indescribable gentleness and magic, as if it could ignite the most primal desires and flames deep within one's heart.

"You little rascal...why are you in such a hurry to use violence against your sister's body..."

The moment the sound rang out, Gu Sheng felt a strange numbness throughout his meridians, as if an invisible electric current had surged through him. His internal energy and blood were subtly restless, giving him the illusion of being bombarded by violent true energy when he was cultivating the Thunder Origin Technique! An unnamed flame seemed to be quietly ignited by this sound!
"Who?!"

A warning screamed in Gu Sheng's mind, and his figure instantly retreated dozens of feet like a ghost. At the same time, his powerful mental energy surged out like a tidal wave, covering the entire starry sky chamber like the most sophisticated radar, scanning every inch of space!
However, what weighed even heavier on his mind was that he had gained nothing!
There was no trace of anyone else, not even the slightest fluctuation of external mental energy! The voice seemed to originate from himself, or... from this space, this coffin, or even... that corpse?!

"No need to look anymore..."

That captivating voice rang out again, tinged with a hint of languor and a touch of weariness.

"Just now, in order to have that conversation with you that transcended the ages, I, your elder sister, burned the last bit of my remaining divine soul, barely managing to cast half of the 'Great Prophecy Spell'..."

Her voice paused slightly, carrying a hint of reproach, yet it only made it more alluring.

"So, little one, there's no need to damage this body that your sister has managed to preserve with such difficulty. The Heavenly Compass you're looking for is inside this bronze coffin, beneath the jade pillow."

There's a ring there. Wear it, and your hand will temporarily become ethereal, passing through flesh and blood to retrieve the compass directly.

Gu Sheng's eyes flickered, his mental energy locked onto the coffin and Siming's corpse. He spoke in a deep voice, trying to communicate with the mysterious voice.

"Senior? Is that you? Can we still communicate?"

"Yes...and no..."

The voice carried a hint of etherealness and helplessness.

"A true conversation that transcends the passage of time comes at too high a price; what happened just now... was already the limit."

This lingering echo is merely a pre-set thought, triggered by your 'bloodshed' just now... However, as the God of Destiny, I can roughly guess how you, my little rascal, will react~" Her voice even took on a playful tone at the end, as if a neighborly older sister was teasing her younger brother.

"This is like showing you one last skill before I die."

Gu Sheng frowned, his mind filled with doubts, but he dared not make any further rash moves.

The voice carried a faint, almost imperceptible warning as it drifted in.

"Little one, it's somewhat forgivable that you drew blood from my body just now. But if I were to use any other, more brutal methods... Hmph, I'll make sure you know that even after countless years of death, the terror of a Fate Master far exceeds your imagination..."

The meaning behind those words sent a chill down Gu Sheng's spine, but he had no time to ponder their deeper implications.

He stepped forward as instructed, his gaze falling upon the silver hair beneath the coffin. Gently parting the cool, smooth, snow-white strands of hair, he indeed found a ring beneath the jade pillow—an antique-looking ring, made of neither gold nor wood, and engraved with intricate star patterns.

He took a deep breath, took out the ring, and slipped it onto his finger.

The moment the ring touched my skin, a cool sensation spread through me, and there were no other unusual symptoms.

He reached out again, this time aiming for Siming's unadorned, proud, and erect chest.

As his hand approached that perfect body, something strange happened—his ringed hand seemed to become ethereal, as if it were merging into water, and effortlessly and gently "penetrated" into that fair and lustrous flesh!
The moment my palm sank in, my fingertips seemed to experience an extremely subtle and indescribable bouncy sensation, as if I had touched some kind of vibrant barrier, but the process was extremely brief.

Without pausing, his hand continued to penetrate deeper, and soon, inside the chest cavity, he touched and firmly grasped an object that was no larger than the palm of his hand, icy to the touch, and contained an aura of endless mystery.

success!

Once Gu Sheng made up his mind, he immediately withdrew his hand.

The moment his hand completely detached from the corpse of the God of Destiny, the ring quietly transformed into starlight and vanished.

In his hand now lay a compass of unknown material, dark silver in color, with countless starlight points on its surface, slowly rotating on its own—the Compass of Destiny! (End of Chapter)