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

"Since there is no objection, then... let him be beheaded."

Upon seeing this, Ju Que nodded slightly, as if he were merely announcing a given fact.

He slowly raised the seemingly ordinary three-foot-long sword in his hand.

However, just before Qingfeng was about to land—

"Senior, wait!"

A calm voice rang out.

Ju Que paused slightly and glanced at Gu Sheng, who had spoken.

Despite the excruciating pain in his body, Gu Sheng bowed to Ju Que with a tone that was neither humble nor arrogant.

"This fiend has a blood feud with me, and he harmed my family and kidnapped my father. I implore you, senior, to hand this fiend over to me so that I may personally deal with him and comfort the spirits of my deceased family members in heaven!"

Ju Que looked at Gu Sheng's firm and resolute eyes, then at his body covered in wounds and his still upright posture. A hint of contemplation flashed in his eyes. He then turned slightly to give way, and said in a low voice.

"can."

He didn't completely back down, clearly wary that Xiao Beixuan might still have a last-ditch counterattack.

But what Gu Sheng wanted was this opportunity and this attitude.

Ju Que raised his hand and gently waved it in the direction where Gu Sheng and Xiao Beixuan were.

The next moment, under everyone's astonished gaze, Gu Sheng and Xiao Beixuan's figures vanished from the spot like a mirage!

"what happened?!"

"What about people?!"

"Sword Master, this..."

From the direction of Great Wilderness City, an elderly man, clearly a high-ranking official, spoke anxiously.

Ju Que gazed calmly at a certain point in the void, his voice echoing in all directions.

"Do not panic. I have already taken these two into the 'World of Swords.' When one of them dies, the other will return. If the one who returns is that sinner..."

He paused slightly, and a chilling sword intent soared into the sky.

"I will act on behalf of Heaven and personally behead him."

Sensing that pure and terrifying sword intent, Vice Dean Zhou immediately fell silent, daring not to raise any further questions.

……

About the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

The void rippled once more, and a figure staggered out—it was Gu Sheng!
At this moment, his face was even paler than before, and his breath was much weaker, but in his hand, he was holding a blood-dripping head with wide-open eyes and a face full of extreme terror and resentment—it was Xiao Beixuan!

Xiao Beixuan, his body and head separated!

In the world of the sword Juque, having lost all external support and with his Dao heart shattered by Gu Sheng's previous performance and the reality of the annihilation of the True Demon, Xiao Beixuan was like a frightened bird.

He placed all his hopes on forbidden secret arts and ancient true demons, but now those hopes are completely shattered. He couldn't even muster a decent resistance before Gu Sheng, filled with boundless hatred and using every means at his disposal, killed him with his sword with almost no effort!
Ju Que's gaze fell on Gu Sheng, scrutinizing him closely, especially the head in his hand. A hint of surprise and inquiry flashed in his eyes as he slowly spoke.

"You are only at the seventh level of the Sect Realm, yet you have cultivated an ancient top-level body-refining technique. Your foundation is incredibly strong, and you also have many secrets hidden within you... I never expected that such a monstrous talent would emerge from this small Eastern Wilderness."

Gu Sheng put away Xiao Beixuan's head, bowed slightly to Juque, and spoke in a humble but not subservient tone.

"Senior is too kind. I have only had some fortunate encounters and am still far from your extraordinary cultivation."

Ju Que remained noncommittal, then changed the subject and extended an invitation.

"Young friend Gu, would you be willing to accompany me aboard the cloud boat for a chat?"

Gu Sheng felt a chill run down his spine, knowing that what was bound to happen would eventually come. The other party clearly harbored doubts about the previous appearance of Si Ming and the annihilation of the True Demon.

He showed no emotion on his face, but simply said calmly.

"I am deeply honored by your invitation, senior."

Ju Que seemed to sense a hint of concern in his heart, but he didn't care and said calmly.

"Don't worry, it's just a few questions."

His gaze shifted to Gu Yuanyuan, who was being protected by Xia Wuyou, and his eyes lit up again.

"A Primordial Spirit Body? That's quite rare."

It's a pity he's not cut out for sword cultivation; otherwise, he would be a gem. I won't force him.

After saying that, he gently grabbed at Gu Yuanyuan from a distance. An invisible force swept past, as if severing the pull of some kind of energy, and then he stopped paying attention to her.

"Are there still any concerns now?"

Ju Que looked at Gu Sheng.

Gu Sheng shook his head.

"Nothing."

"it is good."

Ju Que said no more, and with his fingers like a sword, he gently slashed at the void in front of him!
"Hey!"

A perfectly smooth spatial rift appeared instantly. Behind the rift, instead of chaotic void currents, was a quiet room with extremely simple furnishings.

Juque stepped in first, followed closely by Gu Sheng.

The two stepped into the quiet room, and the spatial rift behind them silently closed.

Inside the quiet room, simplicity reigned supreme. Apart from a stone table, an ancient sword with its sheath hanging on the wall, and two ordinary futons, there was nothing else.

Ju Que sat down directly on a futon, his gaze sharp as a sword, piercing Gu Sheng, and asked bluntly.

"Young friend Gu, was the 'Fate Master' who just appeared, rebuked, and annihilated the true demon... someone you invited?"

Gu Sheng was prepared. Facing Ju Que's gaze, which seemed to pierce through people's hearts, he remained calm and denied it directly, his tone carrying just the right amount of confusion and certainty.

"Siming? Senior, I had never heard of this name before today. I was equally shocked by what just happened and knew nothing about it."

Ju Que frowned slightly, clearly not entirely convinced by the answer.

He stopped speaking and pointed his finger. A sword-shaped beam of light, condensed to the extreme and almost tangible, suddenly shot out. It was not an attack, but transformed into a pure and powerful soul force, like a transparent dome, instantly enveloping Gu Sheng's entire sea of ​​consciousness!

This soul power did not invade, but it closely monitored every slight fluctuation in Gu Sheng's sea of ​​consciousness, including emotions, thoughts, and even the most instinctive reactions!
"Now, look me in the eye and repeat what you just said."

Ju Que's voice carried an undeniable majesty, as if it were a question from the heavens.

Gu Sheng sneered inwardly, but his face remained calm, and his eyes did not even flicker.

He raised his eyes, meeting Ju Que's sharp, sword-like gaze without flinching, and repeated clearly, word by word, "Junior Gu Sheng, had never heard of the name 'Si Ming' before today. I was completely unaware of the true demon's descent and subsequent inexplicable annihilation, and I was also shocked."

Deep within his sea of ​​consciousness, the Destiny Star Chart, sealed by layers of soul power, remained still. His own emotions and thoughts, under the control of his previous life's Emperor Realm state of mind, were like a deep well, without the slightest ripple.

The soul surveillance power formed by the sword intent of the Giant Sword hovered and probed the outer edge of Gu Sheng's sea of ​​consciousness for several breaths, but ultimately found nothing.

He clearly "saw" that when Gu Sheng said those words, his mind was eerily calm, without any of the ripples of emotion or fluctuations that one would expect when lying.

Ju Que's brows furrowed even more, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes, and he couldn't help but begin to have suspicions.

'Could it be... that I'm just overthinking things? Was the appearance of the Fate Master truly unrelated to him? Or merely a coincidence?'

Inside the quiet room, the air seemed to freeze.

The soul surveillance power of Juque, as tangible as a sword's edge, hovered and probed the outer edge of Gu Sheng's calm sea of ​​consciousness for several breaths, but ultimately failed to detect any abnormal fluctuations.

Gu Sheng's answer was resolute, his eyes clear and calm, his mind as still as the deepest, coldest pool.

A barely perceptible hint of doubt flashed in Ju Que's deep eyes. He stared intently at Gu Sheng, as if trying to find even the slightest flaw in that young yet overly calm face.

However, he was disappointed.

After a long while, the incomparably sharp sword intent around Juque slowly subsided, and the soul power surrounding Gu Sheng's sea of ​​consciousness also receded like a tide.

He gave Gu Sheng a deep look, then stopped dwelling on the matter of the Fate Master, as if the stern questioning from before had never happened.

"It is I who am a little impatient."

Ju Que's tone returned to its previous calmness. He casually tossed a bronze-colored streak of light towards Gu Sheng.

"I was abrupt in using my soul power to probe your sea of ​​consciousness just now. Consider this a token of my apology."

Gu Sheng reached out and took it; it was a small bronze sword about three inches long, with an ancient design and covered with subtle and mysterious sword patterns.

The small sword felt slightly heavy and cool to the touch, as if it contained a unique rhythm. Just holding it made his internal energy resonate with it, and his understanding of the way of the sword seemed to become clearer.

"This was obtained by me during my early travels to an ancient sword cultivator's ruins. It is not a weapon for killing, but rather a crystallization of some of the sword dao insights left behind by an ancient sword saint."

Ju Que explained calmly.

"Now that you have embarked on the path of Dao Integration and have a solid foundation, this item should help you comprehend at least the seventh rank of sword intent more quickly when you step into the King Realm. Study it carefully and do not waste this opportunity."

This apology is truly immense! The crystallization of a sword saint's swordsmanship insights is so valuable that it cannot be measured in spirit stones. It is a coveted treasure for any martial artist aspiring to master the swordsmanship!

Gu Sheng understood that this was both an apology and perhaps also a way of forging a good relationship.

He solemnly put away the bronze sword and bowed once more before the giant sword.

"Thank you for your kind gift, senior. I will cherish it."

Ju Que nodded slightly, said no more, and gently waved his sleeve.

Gu Sheng felt a slight fluctuation in the space around him, and the scene before his eyes blurred instantly. The next moment, he was back above the ruined Phoenix Town, with scorched earth soaked in blood beneath his feet.

He had just regained his footing when three beautiful figures appeared in front of him in an instant.

Leading the group was Tantai Xueli. Her cool and aloof face showed undisguised anxiety and concern. She strode forward, her gaze quickly sweeping over Gu Sheng's still pale and cracked face and body. Her voice trembled slightly.

"Qingyun! Are you alright? That sword master... he didn't give you any trouble, did he?"

Behind her stood Tantai Bingtang, whose temperament was as cold as ice and whose appearance was seven or eight parts similar to Tantai Xueli, but whose brows had more sharpness and heroic spirit.

Further away stood a woman dressed in simple palace attire, her face veiled, her demeanor ethereal and profound. Though she remained silent, her quiet presence seemed to blend seamlessly with the surrounding world. She was none other than Fan Mingli, the mysterious head of the Great Wilderness Holy Academy.

Gu Sheng gave Tantai Xueli a reassuring smile and spoke in a relaxed tone.

"Don't worry, I'm fine. Senior Juque only asked me a few questions and didn't make things difficult for me. In fact, he even gave me some rewards."

He brandished the small bronze sword in his hand.

Tantai Xueli carefully examined him and saw that although his breathing was weak, his eyes were clear, and he did not seem to have been coerced or suffered any hidden injuries. Her heart was slightly relieved, but she still frowned.

"We shouldn't linger here. Come back to Linlang Pavilion with me and we'll discuss this further."

Gu Sheng shook his head, his gaze sweeping over the distant, indistinct eyes watching this place, and said in a low voice.

"There are too many people around here, and it's not convenient to talk about some things. How about... we go home first?"

The "home" here naturally refers to the Linlang Pavilion.

Upon hearing this, Tantai Bingtang immediately chimed in, her voice clear and cool yet undeniably firm.

“Sister, Qingyun is right. Let’s go back first. My Tantai family doesn’t cause trouble, but we’re never afraid of trouble either.”

As she spoke, her gaze swept across a certain spot in the sky, carrying a hint of warning.

Just then, the space around them rippled slightly, and Ju Que's figure appeared silently, his ancient sword, Qingfeng, already sheathed.

His gaze swept over the Tantai sisters, and a rare, extremely faint, almost gentle smile appeared on their usually stern and serious faces.

"The two young maids of the Tantai family need not be nervous. I am merely having a casual chat with my young friend Gu."

Tantai Xueli looked at Juque with a hint of doubt in her eyes.

Tantai Bingtang stepped forward and bowed slightly to Juque, her tone respectful yet measured.

"The arrival of the Sword Master from afar, which has alarmed the Holy Academy, is truly an honor for our Eastern Wilderness. The Academy Head has prepared a modest feast, and we humbly request that you join us so that we may extend our hospitality."

Ju Que's gaze passed over Tantai Bingtang and landed on Fan Mingli, the masked woman in palace attire in the distance.

Upon seeing this, Fan Mingli bowed respectfully to the giant sword from afar, her voice ethereal and melodious.

"Junior Fan Mingli, on behalf of my master, the Sage Qingcheng, respectfully welcomes the arrival of the Sword Master Juque. My master is already waiting in the Holy Academy, and we humbly request the honor of the Sword Master's presence."

Upon hearing this, Ju Que remained noncommittal, but turned his gaze to Tantai Bingtang and said calmly.

"Bingtang, you should come along too. Perhaps I can offer some insights into the physical constitution of you and your sister."

A hint of surprise flashed in Tantai Bingtang's beautiful eyes, then she nodded in agreement.

"Yes, junior, I obey."

……

The underground city, the Linglang Pavilion, the underground hall.

The space distorted almost imperceptibly, and three figures appeared out of thin air: Gu Sheng, Tantai Xueli, and Gu Yuanyuan, who was casually brought along by Tantai Xueli.

Gu Sheng steadied himself, a hint of surprise on his face, as he looked at the jade talisman in Tantai Xueli's hand that was slowly dissipating and inscribed with complex spatial runes.

"This is... a directional teleportation talisman? Moreover, judging from the stability and precision of its spatial fluctuations, the creator must be at least a half-saint level expert!"

Tantai Xueli scattered the remaining fragments of the now-ineffective talisman and nodded calmly. (End of Chapter)