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

She paused deliberately, emphasizing the phrase "a low-grade spirit stone" with undisguised humiliation.

"That's right, I, the Holy Maiden, am opposed to your Myriad Manifestations Holy Land. What are you going to do about it?"

Shi Wufeng suddenly looked up, his gaze like a poisoned arrow, fixed on the direction of the Tianyi private room on the third floor. Even through the layers of arrays and crystal walls, he could almost feel the undisguised contempt and mockery emanating from that private room.

An unprecedented sense of humiliation and rage surged within him like magma, threatening to burn away his last shred of reason.

"The Holy Maiden of Zixiao!"

His voice was forced out through clenched teeth, icy cold, and filled with barely suppressed killing intent.

"Why...why are you so determined to oppose this Holy Son?! Don't think that just because your Purple Cloud Holy Land is powerful, you can act with impunity! Do you really think my Myriad Manifestations Holy Land is made of clay?! If you continue, it will be a fight to the death!"

These words carry the most serious threat between the Holy Lands. A fight to the death means a complete breakdown in relations, bringing the conflict into the open, and could even trigger a war between the Holy Lands!
Everyone in the hall held their breath, anxiously watching the private room. No one had expected that the bidding at an auction would escalate to this point.

After a moment of silence in the private room, the cool female voice rang out again, her tone still indifferent, even a little nonchalant.

"Go against me to the end? Do you even deserve it?"

A casual question is more embarrassing than a direct insult.

"This Holy Maiden simply finds the man in the Heavenly Armor Private Room... pleasing to the eye. Since it's his property, this Holy Maiden will naturally help him raise the price so he can earn more spirit stones. I think... he'll be in a good mood."

She paused, a faint smile playing on her lips, yet her voice only amplified her aloofness.

"As for that so-called Venerable Realm martial arts technique... Ha, do you think this Holy Maiden would even look at it?"

Every word was like pouring boiling oil on Shi Wufeng's already raging anger! It wasn't for the treasure, but simply to "make the person in the Tianjia private room feel good," that someone casually tossed out tens of millions of spirit stones to toy with and humiliate him! This disregard drove him even crazier than direct hostility!
"you--!"

Shi Wufeng's chest heaved violently, his aura raging, and he was about to raise the price again without any regard for the consequences.

"Holy Son! No!"

Inside the private room, an elder from the Myriad Phenomena Holy Land, who had been silently following along, could no longer hold back and hurriedly stepped forward to whisper a word of dissuasion.

This elder had white hair and beard, and his aura was calm and composed; he was a senior venerable one.

His face showed anxiety.

"Holy Son, please calm down! Do not let a small matter cause you to lose sight of the bigger picture! Our primary objective here is to bid for the token of the Heavenly Origin Treasure Pool! It concerns the Holy Lord's grand plan! If we were to fight with the Purple Cloud Holy Land here out of spite and exhaust our spirit stones, the token competition might become unpredictable! It's not worth it for a martial art technique that we've already lost money on!"

"Shut up!"

Shi Wufeng suddenly turned his head, his eyes bloodshot as he glared at the old man and roared.

"Old man! What do you know?! It's true that the 'Overturning Mountains and Seas Palm' was given away by my Myriad Manifestations Holy Land! But it is one of the Holy Land's inheritances! Countless inner disciples and true disciples have practiced this technique!"
If outsiders were to obtain this information and uncover its key points and weaknesses, our Holy Land disciples would be constantly constrained when traveling outside, and could be targeted for assassination at any time! This would shake the very foundation of our Holy Land; how could we allow it to fail?!

He grabbed the old man's collar, his voice hoarse and menacing.

"Send a message back to the Holy Land immediately! Take all available spirit stones from the treasury! Mobilize all available resources! Today, I, the Holy Son, will not allow this martial art to fall into the hands of others! Especially that scum of the Jia Ya Hall, and that damned Zi Xiao bastard!"

The old man was intimidated by the almost insane obsession and murderous intent in his eyes, and knowing that the matter was indeed related, he dared not try to dissuade him further, and could only nod bitterly.

"This old man... obeys. But Holy Son, you must act according to your abilities. The Holy Land... is not what it used to be!"

Shi Wufeng shoved him away, ignoring him, and turned his bloodshot eyes back to the auction stage.

Inside the private room of Tianjia, Tantai Xueli rested her chin on her hand, watching the "good show" below with great interest through the crystal curtain wall, especially Shi Wufeng's furious and almost out-of-control appearance.

She chuckled softly.

"It seems that the Myriad Manifestations Holy Land is going to have to bleed a lot for this martial arts technique. As a result, their financial resources for bidding on the Heavenly Origin Treasure Pool Token will probably be greatly affected."

Gu Sheng remained calm, but his eyes flickered slightly.

"I didn't expect that this Holy Maiden of Zixiao would be so 'cooperative'. In this way, it has saved me a lot of trouble."

He originally only intended to use the auction to cash out, annoy the Myriad Manifestations Holy Land, and incidentally recoup some spirit stones. Now, with the Purple Cloud Saintess raising the price so recklessly, the effect has far exceeded his expectations.

"Twenty-eight million top-grade spirit stones!"

Shi Wufeng's hoarse voice rang out again, carrying a resolute determination to go all out.

This number is by no means small for the already declining Wanxiang Holy Land; it is enough to cause serious damage.

He stared intently at Tianyi Private Room, his eyes filled with boundless hatred, as if to say...

Go ahead and challenge me again if you dare!
"laugh……"

A snicker, undisguised, echoed from inside the private room of Tianyi, as if someone had heard a funny joke.

"Can't keep going? Then don't force it."

The Purple Cloud Saintess's languid voice carried a hint of mockery.

"This Holy Maiden bids... thirty-eight million top-grade spirit stones."

"hiss--!"

The entire room fell into absolute silence! You could hear a pin drop!
The price jumped directly from 28 million to 10 million! What an terrifying increase! This is no longer a bidding war, but a blatant smear campaign with spirit stones and an overwhelming display of wealth! Everyone was stunned by this outrageously generous move.

Shi Wufeng's face instantly turned from ashen to deathly pale, and his body swayed uncontrollably.

Thirty-eight million! Even mobilizing the resources of the Holy Land, this was a number that made his heart clench! More importantly, the other party's attitude clearly showed that they didn't care about money and were determined to fight him to the death!

He gripped the emergency communication artifact in his hand so tightly his knuckles turned white. The old man's warning and the potentially catastrophic consequences of the leak of the "Overturning Mountains and Seas Palm" technique echoed wildly in his mind. Inner disciples, true disciples… they were the future of the Holy Land! If his mistake today resulted in the deaths of many future disciples, his reign as Holy Son would be over, and he might even be crippled by the enraged Holy Lord!

"No... Absolutely not!"

A fierce look suddenly crept onto Shi Wufeng's face.

He suddenly looked up, a glint of madness flashing in his eyes, and roared hoarsely.

"Myriad Manifestations Holy Land offers a 'Hundred Saints Dao Fruit' as collateral! Priced at... thirty-nine million top-grade spirit stones! We will redeem it with spirit stones within three days!"

"The Dao Fruit of a Hundred Saints?!"

"My God! The Holy Land of Myriad Manifestations has even brought out something like this?!"

"That's a legendary treasure for enlightenment, formed from the essence of a hundred sacred herbs and aided by a special secret technique, with an extremely small probability of condensation! Although it's only a low-grade one, its value is definitely over ten million spirit stones!"

"This is truly a fight to the death! If the Holy Maiden of Zixiao raises the price again, it might really trigger a war between the Holy Lands!"

Exclamations erupted in the hall; everyone was stunned by Shi Wufeng's desperate move. The Hundred Saints Dao Fruit—a treasure coveted even by Saint Realm experts—was being used as collateral! This demonstrated the importance the Myriad Manifestations Holy Land placed on this matter; in other words, Shi Wufeng had been pushed to the brink!
Inside the private room of Tianyi, a moment of silence ensued. Just when everyone thought that the Holy Maiden of Zixiao would continue to raise the price, pushing the duel to an even greater climax, that languid voice rang out again, tinged with a hint of dejection.

"Tsk tsk, you've even staked on the Hundred Saints Dao Fruit? What a bold move. Well, well, this Holy Maiden is ashamed of myself. I can't compete with you reckless fools. If I raise the price again and really drive some third-rate holy land to desperation, my old folks at home will scold me for being wasteful again."

Her words were spoken casually, yet they drove the phrases "last-ditch holy land," "desperate measures," and "spendthrift" deep into Shi Wufeng's heart like nails.

"In that case, this holy maiden will not contend for it. This lousy martial skill is yours."

"you--!!!"

Shi Wufeng felt a sweet taste in his throat, and a metallic taste rushed up, which he then forcefully suppressed.

His fists were clenched so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palms, and crimson blood dripped slowly from between his fingers, yet he remained oblivious. Only his eyes, filled with extreme resentment, stared intently at the two private rooms, Tianjia and Tianyi, his mind screaming madly.

Gu Sheng! You vile woman from Zixiao! Tomorrow! Tomorrow on the Broken Mountain Platform, this Holy Son will tear you, Gu Sheng, to pieces! To vent the hatred in my heart!
On stage, the auctioneer, seeing that no one was bidding anymore, knew that the item had become a hot potato and should not be delayed any longer, so she quickly announced loudly.

"Thirty-nine million top-grade spirit stones, sold! Congratulations to VIP number seven for winning the 'Overturning Mountains and Seas Palm'!"

The gavel fell, bringing this thrilling bidding war to a close. But the tension in the air remained undiminished.

The auction continued, and several more items were sold. Inside the private room at Tianjia, however, the atmosphere was somewhat subtle.

Gu Sheng was resting with his eyes closed, trying to sort out the unusual behavior of the Purple Cloud Saintess.

Suddenly, there was a gentle knock on the door of the private room.

Gu Sheng opened his eyes, and a wisp of his spiritual power quietly probed out, instantly sensing an aura standing outside the door.

This aura... noble and aloof, carrying a hidden yet powerful pressure, subtly matching the voice of the person who spoke during the auction.

A strange light flashed in his eyes as he spoke.

"Please come in."

The door slid open silently.

A graceful figure in purple, dressed in formal attire, appeared at the doorway.

The newcomer appeared to be around twenty years old, dressed in a magnificent and elaborate purple palace gown. The hem of the gown trailed on the ground and was embroidered with delicate purple thundercloud patterns that swayed slightly with her steps, as if flashes of lightning were appearing within it.

She was tall and slender with graceful curves. Her long black hair was styled into an elegant flying fairy bun, adorned with several jade hairpins that shimmered with purple light. Her skin was as white as snow, and her face was exquisitely beautiful. Her features were so delicate that they seemed to be the most perfect masterpiece of heaven. Yet, a layer of aloofness and coldness lingered between her brows, as if she were a fairy from the heavens, looking down on the mortal world, untouched by worldly dust.

She didn't make any move; she simply stood there, and an aura of nobility, stemming from her bloodline, status, and strength, that inspired awe and submission in everyone, seemed to freeze the air in the private room for a moment.

Gu Yuanyuan and Qi Diao Yaoyao both subconsciously held their breath and widened their eyes. Tantai Xueli also slowly stood up, looking at this uninvited guest with a solemn gaze.

The woman in purple looked directly at Gu Sheng, bypassing everyone else.

Those eyes, as clear and deep as amethyst, were calm and undisturbed, yet seemed to see right through people's hearts.

She parted her red lips slightly, her voice still as cool and aloof as during the auction, but lacking the languor and playfulness, and instead displaying a directness and scrutiny.

"Gu Sheng. Now, can you guess who this Holy Maiden is?"

Gu Sheng stood up and calmly met her gaze. Before she even appeared, his deduction was already clear—it was most likely the mysterious "Jin'er" from the Thousand Souls Palace ruins.

The timing, the style of action, and the air of mystery all matched perfectly. The other party's gifts and price increases, seemingly to help him, seemed more like a playful and probing "reunion" ceremony.

However, just as he was about to speak, responding with "Jin'er" or a similar address, and testing her true purpose—

His pupils contracted almost imperceptibly!
wrong!

The moment the other party appeared, his spiritual power had already quietly spread over, not as an attack or spy, but as a most instinctive feeling.

He tried to find a familiar trace, especially... back in the Thousand Soul Palace ruins, after he and Jin'er fought against a powerful enemy together, he had used a special method to leave an extremely subtle soul imprint in the deepest part of his sea of ​​consciousness, which was difficult for non-Saint Realm experts or those who specialize in the Way of the Soul to detect!

The brand was harmless; it was more like a small marker for location and identification, just in case.

But at this moment, in his perception, the Purple Cloud Saintess before him was completely clean! There wasn't a single trace of his soul power left behind!
Either the Purple Cloud Saintess before him possessed a soul cultivation far surpassing his, or she had a more terrifyingly powerful soul cultivator behind her who silently erased that mark without his knowledge—but this possibility was extremely low, as Gu Sheng was confident enough in his own soul cultivation.

Especially after completing the third condensation, he didn't think there were many people in the Five Domains who could erase the mark he deliberately left behind so cleanly and neatly without leaving a trace.

Either... the person in front of him is not "Jin'er" at all! Or rather, not the "Jin'er" he knows!
This thought, like a bolt of cold lightning, flashed through Gu Sheng's mind, instantly throwing his recently sorted thoughts into chaos once more. If she wasn't Jin'er, then who was she? Why would she impersonate her? Why would she send such a lavish gift? And why would she so openly "help" him, making an enemy of the Myriad Manifestations Holy Land?
Gu Sheng's mind raced, but his face didn't show much of a change. He simply swallowed back the words he was about to say, and a deeper wariness and scrutiny appeared in the depths of his eyes.

The woman in purple seemed quite pleased with Gu Sheng's brief silence and the fleeting complexity in his eyes. She strolled leisurely into the private room, as if entering her own backyard. Her gaze swept over Tantai Xueli and the others, offering only a slight nod as a greeting, her attention remaining fixed on Gu Sheng. (End of Chapter)