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

The next moment, several figures appeared in the void a hundred feet in front of Gu Sheng.

The leader, with snow-white hair, a sinister face, and sharp eyes, was none other than Shi Wufeng, the Holy Son of the Myriad Realms Holy Land, who would be his opponent in tomorrow's arena battle!
Shi Wufeng stood in mid-air, his gaze first sweeping over the devastated battlefield below, which looked as if it had been struck by a meteorite. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. Then his gaze fell on Gu Sheng, a cold smile curving his lips, his voice filled with undisguised killing intent and scrutiny.

"Gu Sheng... it seems you have more tricks up your sleeve than I expected. But that's fine too. Tomorrow on the arena, I'll play with you even more 'seriously'."

Gu Sheng ignored Shi Wufeng's clamor. His gaze went straight past Shi Wufeng and landed on the middle-aged man behind him, who was wearing a simple jade-colored robe and had an ordinary face but an imposing aura.

This person's aura was restrained, as if he were one with the surrounding world, but Gu Sheng's keen spiritual power could vaguely sense that what was hidden in his body was a vast and terrifying holy power like a dormant volcano!

The Holy Lord of the Myriad Realms Holy Land! He actually came in person?!
The middle-aged man in the green robe—the Holy Lord of All Things—also turned his gaze to Gu Sheng, scrutinizing him carefully, as if trying to see through him from the inside out.

His eyes were deep and calm, yet they gave people an invisible but immense pressure.

"I sensed the battle just now."

The Holy Lord of All Things spoke slowly, his voice calm yet carrying an undeniable majesty.

"With his status as a sect master, he killed several Heavenly Kings... Although they were all third-rate rogue cultivators, it was still quite remarkable."

Gu Sheng, your talent and strength truly surpass those of your peers.

He paused, then changed the subject.

"I can decide on tomorrow's arena battle and make Wufeng concede defeat. All previous grudges can be wiped clean. In fact... if you're willing, I can make an exception and take you into my Myriad Manifestations Holy Land, making you a core disciple with all the resources and training you wholeheartedly. What do you say?"

Upon hearing this, Shi Wufeng's face instantly turned extremely ugly, his eyes filled with shock, resentment, and anger. However, he seemed to be suppressed by an invisible force. He opened his mouth but could not utter a sound. He could only stare at Gu Sheng with resentful eyes.

Recruit? And at this time, in this way? Gu Sheng sneered inwardly.

This Lord of Myriad Manifestations is certainly playing a clever game. Seeing that I have displayed extraordinary combat power, he wants to resolve our grudges by "admitting defeat" and "recruiting" me, and he may even be coveting the secrets I possess. If I truly believe him and enter the Holy Land of Myriad Manifestations, I will probably be like a lamb entering a tiger's den, my life and death out of my own hands.

"I appreciate Your Majesty's kindness."

Gu Sheng remained calm, his tone neither humble nor arrogant.

"However, I have already agreed to the arena battle and will not change my mind. As for joining the Myriad Phenomena Holy Land... I'm sorry, I'm used to being free and undisciplined, and I can't afford to join you."

He glanced at Shi Wufeng, whose face was ashen, and added a sentence.

"Moreover, it seems that I don't even take Shi Shengzi seriously."

"you--!"

Shi Wufeng could no longer hold back. His aura surged violently, and he was about to make a desperate move, but he was coldly swept over by the Lord of Myriad Manifestations. He was instantly frozen in place as if he had been doused with a bucket of ice water. His eyes were filled with rage, but he dared not make any further moves.

"presumptuous!"

The Holy Lord of All Things' expression darkened slightly, and an invisible holy might pressed down on Gu Sheng like a mountain. But strangely, this pressure did not actually land on Gu Sheng. It seemed to dissipate quietly when it touched a certain area around Gu Sheng.

A strange light flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

"Young people, it's good to be proud, but being too rigid can lead to failure."

The voice of the Holy Lord of All Things turned cold.

"Do you think that you can truly contend with the Holy Land's foundation by relying on some external forces and secret techniques? Tomorrow on the arena, Wu Feng will show you what the true Holy Land's inheritance is! At that time, I hope you will still be so stubborn."

Gu Sheng smiled calmly.

"Tomorrow's affairs will be known tomorrow. If Your Majesty has nothing else to do, please feel free to leave. It is late and the dew is heavy. I need to return to the Wanbao Hall to rest and prepare for tomorrow's battle. Your Majesty's prolonged stay here may cause criticism, making people think that the Wanxiang Holy Land... cannot afford to lose and wants to do something before the battle."

These words were quite blunt, directly pointing out the other party's possible intentions.

A cold glint flashed in the eyes of the Holy Lord of All Things, but he ultimately did not retaliate.

He gave Gu Sheng a deep look, then glanced casually at a certain spot in the void behind Gu Sheng, and let out a cold snort.

"Sharp-tongued. I'll wait and see how you get out of this tomorrow."

He paused, his tone carrying a deeper meaning.

"A tree that stands out in the forest will surely be felled by the wind. Take heed of this."

After saying that, he waved his sleeve, and a spatial force enveloped Shi Wufeng and more than ten powerful experts from the Myriad Manifestations Holy Land behind him. It tore through the void and disappeared instantly, coming suddenly and leaving just as quickly.

Only after the Myriad Manifestations Saint Lord and the others had left did the void behind Gu Sheng ripple like water, and Li Yanxin's tall figure slowly materialized and came to Gu Sheng's side.

She glanced in the direction where the Holy Lord of Myriad Manifestations had left and said calmly.

"He sensed my Saintly Dao Aura, which is why he didn't attack you directly but chose to leave."

Gu Sheng nodded.

"I sensed something. That Holy Lord, though his aura was strong, seemed... to be a step below Elder Li. He was a smart man; knowing the situation was hopeless, he decisively retreated."

Upon hearing this, Li Yanxin raised her handsome eyebrows slightly, her gaze towards Gu Sheng filled with a hint of surprise.

This kid can actually perceive the difference in strength between Saint Realm cultivators so clearly? Although the Myriad Manifestations Saint Lord has only recently entered the Saint Realm and his realm is not yet stable, he is not someone that a Sect Realm cultivator can easily judge.

"You have a good eye."

Li Yanxin remained noncommittal, then turned to look at Leng Yue, who was lying on the ground beside him, trembling with fear at the arrival of the Holy Lord of All Things, and not daring to breathe.

"What do you plan to do with this woman?"

"Take it back to the Wanbao Hall and place it there for the time being."

Gu Sheng said simply, then cupped his hands in greeting to Li Yanxin.

"Thank you for your protection tonight, Elder Li. It's getting late, and I need to go back to prepare for tomorrow's battle. Farewell."

Li Yanxin nodded, looked at Gu Sheng, remained silent for a moment, and then suddenly used a secret telepathic transmission method to send her voice directly into Gu Sheng's mind.

"Gu Sheng, I will truthfully report to the Holy Lord what happened tonight, and... about the origin of that Saint Realm ultimate technique, 'Hundred Phoenixes Burning Heaven Slash'. The Holy Lord may... meet with you in person soon. You need to be prepared."

Gu Sheng's eyes flickered slightly, but his expression remained unchanged as he replied telepathically.

"I, Gu, will be ready to welcome Your Majesty at any time." Li Yanxin gave him a deep look, as if trying to read something from his face, but in the end she just nodded and said nothing more.

She raised her hand and gently swiped, tearing the void in front of her apart once more. Her figure disappeared into it.

Gu Sheng stood there, watching Li Yanxin leave, his eyes gleaming. The Holy Lord himself had summoned him… It seemed the matters of the “Great Dao Nirvana Pearl” and the “Hundred Phoenix Heaven-Burning Slash” had indeed attracted the attention of the highest levels of the Burning Heaven Holy Land. However, they would meet force with force and water with earth.

He turned around, looked at Leng Yue who was barely able to stand up and was still extremely weak, and said calmly.

"Can you walk?"

Leng Yue nodded hurriedly and forced herself to stand up. Although her steps were unsteady, she still had the foundation of the Heavenly King Realm and could barely fly.

"Follow."

Gu Sheng said no more, his figure transforming into a streak of light as he flew towards the Wanbao Hall of Tianyuan Imperial City. Leng Yue dared not delay, enduring her injuries as she followed closely behind.

Two figures, one after the other, quickly disappeared into the vast night.

A moment later, in the spot where Gu Sheng and Leng Yue had left, on the scorched earth ravaged by Lei Gang's self-destruction and the aftershocks of numerous battles, in an inconspicuous shadow, a faint light shone.

The black flames, seemingly capable of devouring all light, ignited silently, leaped once, and then quietly extinguished as if they had never existed, leaving no trace.

Not long after Gu Sheng and Leng Yue left, the space above the desolate wasteland, ravaged by battle and still reeking of blood and scorched earth, distorted slightly.

A tiny, almost imperceptible black spark, like an ember extinguished in the night, appeared out of nowhere without a sound.

The sparks flickered slowly, not extinguished, but rather, like ink dropped into water, they began to spread and proliferate.

It emitted no heat whatsoever, but instead carried an eerie chill that seemed to devour light. Soon, the black flames condensed and took shape, transforming into a slender human figure.

The flames subsided, revealing a young man.

He wore a simple, pure black robe, the hem of which fluttered even without wind. His hair was unusually white, draped over his shoulders, creating a striking contrast with the black robe.

His features were extremely delicate, even charming. His skin was as white as jade, but his lips were an eerily red. In his long, narrow eyes, two black flames seemed to dance deep within his pupils. His gaze was more captivating than that of many women.

What is most striking is the lifelike, jet-black flame tattooed above his left eyebrow, which looks as if it could burst into flames at any moment, adding to his eerie and mysterious aura.

He hovered silently in the air, his gaze sweeping over the ravaged battlefield below, finally settling on the direction Gu Sheng had left, a playful yet slightly cold smile curving his lips.

"Gu Sheng... seventh level of the Sect Realm..."

He murmured to himself, his voice soft yet strangely magnetic.

"He has slain several Heavenly King Realm experts in succession, demonstrating extraordinary combat prowess... More importantly, he is even able to auction off a complete Saint Realm ultimate technique..."

The black flames in his eyes flickered slightly, gleaming with a thoughtful light.

"For someone at the mere sect level to possess such a treasure... either he has obtained an extraordinary opportunity, with a terrifying being standing behind him that we are unaware of; or... he himself controls a complete 'ruin' or 'inheritance' place that we have never noticed."

He extended his slender, pale fingers and gently tapped his temples, a gesture that carried a touch of feminine elegance yet felt incredibly natural.

"Whichever it is, it is enough to show that...this young man possesses a great 'jade', but does not yet have enough strength to protect it. In Zhongzhou...this is the 'original sin' that is most likely to bring disaster."

A cold, calculating glint flashed in his eyes, then he shook his head slightly, as if weighing his options.

"However, the Holy Lord once said that those who are blessed with great fortune often face numerous calamities, but also endless opportunities. Rather than forcibly killing and seizing treasures, and getting entangled in their karma and calamities, wouldn't it be better to... establish a good relationship and bestow favors? Perhaps, it would be a good 'investment'."

The smile on the white-haired man in black's lips deepened and grew colder.

"That old fellow from the Myriad Manifestations Holy Land has probably already decided to kill, but he has temporarily retreated because Li Yanxin from the Burning Heaven Holy Land is present. Tomorrow's arena... might be an opportunity."

He pondered for a moment, seemingly having made a decision.

"Very well, let's observe the battle tomorrow. If the Myriad Manifestations Holy Land truly disregards its reputation and secretly resorts to deadly tactics... then my Evil Flame Holy Land will step in to protect this boy, which would be a great favor. At that time, perhaps... we can share his secrets more easily."

He chuckled softly, his figure slowly becoming transparent, and finally, like melting ink, he vanished completely into the night sky of this desolate wilderness, along with the quietly extinguished black flames, as if he had never existed.

Wanbao Hall, top floor.

The study, which was privately owned by Tantai Mingjing, was brightly lit, but the atmosphere was somewhat heavy.

The Tantai sisters, Xue Li and Xue Fei, were already waiting there, both with a hint of worry on their faces.

Although they did not witness the battle outside the city, the energy fluctuations that could be faintly felt even through the Imperial City's grand formation, as well as the auras that Elder Li Yanxin of the Burning Heaven Holy Land and the Holy Lord of Myriad Manifestations revealed later, all made them realize that Gu Sheng was in considerable trouble tonight.

The space rippled slightly as an invisible force swept by. The next moment, the tightly closed door of the study, engraved with intricate arrays, opened silently. Gu Sheng and Ning An, a pale-faced, weak, and blood-stained white-haired woman, appeared out of thin air in the doorway, as if they had stepped into the room from a distant city in one step.

Clearly, it was Tantai Mingjing who used his Saintly abilities to directly move them from the entrance of the Wanbao Hall to this place.

Gu Sheng remained calm, his robes slightly torn and stained with dust and blood, his aura steady, showing no signs of severe injury. Ning An, following behind him, appeared disheveled, his aura weak, his cultivation unstable, clearly indicating serious injuries.

Tantai Mingjing was standing in front of a huge star map jade table when she heard the voice and turned around.

She first used her divine sense to quickly scan Gu Sheng's entire body, and after confirming that he was unharmed, a hint of relaxation flashed in her eyes. Then her gaze fell on Ning An, with scrutiny and inquiry in her eyes.

Who is this?

Tantai Mingjing asked, his voice revealing neither joy nor anger.

Ning An felt the immense holy power contained in Tantai Mingjing's calm gaze, and her heart tightened. She quickly lowered her head and replied in a hoarse voice.

"Junior... Ning An, a mere rogue cultivator."

"A rogue cultivator?"

Tantai Mingjing looked at Gu Sheng.

Gu Sheng said frankly.

"One of the men who ambushed me outside the city. After I killed him, he chose to surrender and serve me."

He succinctly and directly pointed out the origins and current situation of Ning'an.

Upon hearing this, both Tantai Xueli and Tantai Xuefei in the study were slightly taken aback, their gazes towards Ning An instantly turning cold and wary. So this woman was actually the enemy who ambushed and killed Brother Gu! (End of Chapter)