Simultaneous traversal: All Abyss difficulty.

Chapter 705 The Toilet Cleaner

Fang Yu immediately feigned confusion and panic, scratching his head: "Huh? Tiannan? Did I say something wrong, Senior Sister? This is something I heard wandering Taoist priests from all over the country spouting nonsense back when I was down the mountain. They said that Tiannan is full of powerful immortals who can fly and escape from the earth, as well as demons who eat people without spitting out bones. I listened to it like a story and thought this technique was even more bizarre."

Su Su carefully observed the genuine "ignorance" and "fear" on Fang Yu's face. Her tense expression eased slightly, but she still solemnly warned him:

"You dare to take the nonsense of charlatans seriously? Never again will you speak of such reckless remarks about high-level cultivators and large regions! Especially... especially when it comes to matters of demonic cultivation and Nascent Soul! That will attract the attention of divine senses from beyond the heavens! Remember, our Golden Gate is just an insignificant sect on the remote border of the Great Yue Kingdom. Just guard our own small territory!" Her words were filled with deep caution and fear of the power of the wider world.

The Great Yue Kingdom! A nameless, insignificant sect in Kinmen!

Fang Yu's pupils contracted almost imperceptibly deep within his eyes!
This information is crucial!

The protagonist of the novel "A Record of a Mortal's Journey to Immortality" is Han Li, who was born in Qingniu Town, Jingzhou, Yue Kingdom!

Among the seven major sects in the Yue Kingdom, the first one, Huangfeng Valley, was where Han Li joined!
This Golden Gate clearly doesn't even qualify to be listed among the seven major sects of Yue Kingdom; it's a tiny sect located in a more remote and unknown corner!

All the clues instantly connected! The information that Su Su unintentionally blurted out was like a beacon in the darkness, completely illuminating the map of the world Fang Yu inhabited—

This is definitely the world of "A Record of a Mortal's Journey to Immortality"!

However, he did not arrive at the center of the stage for the protagonist Han Li, but rather at the Jinmen, a small, insignificant cultivation sect in a remote corner of the larger Yue Kingdom.

The "Tiannan," "Demonic Path Giant," and "Divine Transformation Venerable" they spoke of were precisely the core region and top-tier power of that world! Those beings, which were like legends and taboos to Su Su and the others, were words that Fang Yu, the transmigrator, was all too familiar with from the original work!
A tremendous shock and a sense of sudden enlightenment exploded in Fang Yu's heart, like a thunderclap from a clear sky.

So that's how it is! No wonder the rules here are so cruel and bizarre, a world where the strong prey on the weak, and the lowest level has no dignity whatsoever. This is a true reflection of the cold, bottom-level rules of the mortal cultivation world!

It was a hundred times more brutal than the "Yellow Maple Valley" he knew from his modern memories!
Fang Yu suppressed the raging storm in his heart, and on his face he only showed a look of lingering fear and remorse: "Yes, yes! Senior Sister is right! Junior Brother was presumptuous! I will never mention it again!"

Seeing his sincere attitude, Su Su nodded slightly: "It's good that you know. Let's go, it's getting late."

She removed the soundproofing barrier. "Remember, in the arena, no matter what happens, be patient! Right now, in his eyes, you're still that useless, pseudo-spiritual-root servant who just started out, was lucky enough to be accepted by his master, and yesterday seriously injured Zhang Boxing for some unknown reason! Don't reveal your true abilities unless absolutely necessary! If you really can't avoid it..."

She paused, her voice growing even colder, "Fight with the most clumsy, the ugliest, the most brute force, as if you're exhausting your very life force! The more pathetic you look, the better! Understand?"

"Understood." Fang Yu nodded emphatically, able to tell that Su Su cared about him.

"I said I'd participate, but if I said I'd fight or anything, it's just empty talk. Staying alive is the most important thing. If I should withdraw, I'll withdraw directly. When it comes to cultivating immortality, the most important thing is to be shameless."

Su Su chuckled, "You made me worry all night! I thought you were a silly boy!"

"No, I just like to talk big. If you really took off my chain, I'd run faster than Han Paopao."

Who is Han Paopao?

As dawn broke, the stone house of the withered and thin Taoist priest remained deathly silent.

The mountain road ahead winds its way down to the noisy, cruel, and deadly sect meeting place.

In Fang Yu's mind, the road ahead led to a vast world that he had long known of, but was only now truly aware of the tip of its iceberg:

Yue Kingdom, Kinmen, Tiannan, Demonic Path, Divine Transformation
Everything has just begun.

The cold wind howled through the mountain valleys, but it could not dispel the palpable sense of desolation and greed that permeated the Hundred-Refined Stone Platform.

The massive stone platform, weathered by countless battles, now displays a deep, mottled patina and is now bustling with activity.

The Golden Gate disciples, who usually secluded themselves in various places to cultivate and rarely gathered, now came out in droves, regardless of whether they were from the outer or inner sects, crowding around the stone platform in a dense, dark mass. The flow of spiritual energy in the air seemed to thicken, carrying a scorching heat that was about to boil.

The reason is simple—the top thirty-six in this tournament will all receive generous rewards from their respective sects.

Magical treasures, elixirs, and spirit stones—each one is enough to make lower-level cultivators envious and their hearts race.

However, what truly ignited the flames in everyone's eyes, making everyone's breathing heavy, was the velvet tray placed at the highest point, protected by an intricate barrier—

A pill the size of a longan, perfectly round, radiating a soft, lustrous glow, lay there quietly.

Even through the barrier, the aura that stirred the very souls of Qi Refining disciples still seeped out, drawing countless fervent gazes.

Foundation Building Pill!
The entire Hundred Refinement Platform was momentarily stunned, followed by an even louder uproar.

This is the key to the path to Foundation Establishment and to changing one's own destiny!

Logically speaking, such a precious elixir would have an extremely low chance of appearing in a small place like Kinmen, let alone be openly used as a reward for disciples' competitions.

"Hiss! Is that really a Foundation Establishment Pill? Elder Li, what a generous gift!"

"Hmph, a handiwork? I think it's probably pre-arranged."

"Shut up! Do you want to die by speaking so loudly?"

"Hehe, that's something that Li Huzhi, the son of the Second Elder Li Cha, is determined to get! This pill was originally prepared for the Second Young Master. This grand gathering is just a dumpling specially made for this bottle of vinegar!"

"Keep your voice down! I heard that the Second Elder even bestowed his most treasured 'Ink Scale Shield' upon Li Hu. With such a magical treasure protecting him, who can possibly steal this Foundation Establishment Pill?"

Whispers spread like wildfire, a mixture of excitement and intense jealousy and resentment.

Everyone knows that the Foundation Establishment Pill is already taken.

Second Elder Li Cha, a powerful figure whose influence is second only to the sect leader and the first elder, used the sect's resources to put this pill into the reward pool for his son, whose talent was decent but definitely not monstrous. He even prepared a defensive magic treasure for him.

So-called fair competition appears fragile and laughable in the face of absolute power.

This plate of "dumplings" was made specifically for the dish of vinegar called "Foundation Building Pill".

Everyone knew the truth but dared not speak out.

Just then, a commotion arose at the edge of the crowd.

A cold, aloof figure and another figure dressed in a tattered, coarse cloth coat that was clearly out of place with the glamorous surroundings silently appeared at the entrance stone steps.

Su Su was still wearing that faded blue Taoist robe, her face expressionless, her eyes as still as an ancient well.

Her appearance attracted the attention of some inner disciples, but that was all. A female disciple under a withered old Taoist priest, tormented by evil arts, was never favored.

The person next to her instantly ignited even greater "enthusiasm".

"Look! It's that latrine cleaner!"

(End of this chapter)