Gou Zai Sect Beast Taming Longevity

In any world, life and death are questions that all living beings cannot overcome.

When faced with life and death, everyone has a different attitude and takes different actions. Some people can face it calmly, while others are afraid to retreat. In the cultivation world, life and death are commonplace. Separation and death caused by killing for treasure, love and hatred, etc. are endless.

At this moment, the group of Wuzhou's detainees, upon learning their fate, were utterly thrown into chaos. Some were terrified, some roared in anger, and some wept uncontrollably; they could hardly remain calm.

And so, a cacophony of sounds rose and fell, cries, pleas for mercy, and roars echoed incessantly, making the scorched island exceptionally noisy.

Such a commotion was met with indifference and calm from the Qingzhou cultivators, as well as disdain from Huangpu Dongming and contempt from Huangpu Wushuang.

"Although Wuzhou is a vast and resource-rich land, and these disciples are intelligent and talented, even surpassing the cultivators of Qingzhou in terms of natural ability, it's a pity that their character is truly lacking."

"The so-called great cultivators of Wuzhou are nothing special," Huangfu Dongming said with a light laugh, his face half-covered as he pinched his pinky finger, his words laced with sarcasm. There was no attempt to hide it.

"That's not entirely true," Huangpu Wushuang said, glancing at the group from Wuzhou with a hint of disdain in his eyes. "These people, though all geniuses of Wuzhou, are not among the top tier, and their combat strength is just so-so."

"They are probably arrogant and pampered in the sect, and they have lost even the most basic vigilance. These people are not worthy of respect."

Huangpu Wushuang gently shook his head, then raised an eyebrow, as if thinking of something. His gaze darkened slightly, and a cold smile crept across his lips as he said calmly:

"The only ones who can truly pose a threat to us are the top few. I'm quite interested in that so-called Yu Changsheng. As a low-ranking sect in Wuzhou, the Wanxiang Sect has produced the number one genius in Wuzhou. That's intriguing."

Huangpu Wushuang hesitated for a moment, a hint of apprehension vanishing in an instant. He exhaled a deep breath, pursed his lips, and spoke in a low voice:

"The Myriad Manifestations Sect, what a distant term! And what a coincidence! A thousand years ago, Cao Jinxian appeared out of nowhere, and a thousand years later, Yu Changsheng has emerged. Rumor has it that he is Cao Jinxian's junior brother..."

"You're overthinking it. Although Yu Changsheng is amazing, he can never become the next Cao Jinxian. He's still far from it." Before Huangpu Wushuang could finish speaking, Huangpu Dongming interrupted him and said decisively.

Recalling the scene of his battle with Yu Changsheng, Huangfu Dongming felt a tremor in his heart as he spoke these words, and his tone became uncertain, but he continued:

"That kind of genius only appears once every few years, and..."

Huangfu Dongming sneered and swallowed hard: "So what if someone is a genius? In the end, they all just turn to ashes. It's all in the past."

"That's true." Huangpu Wushuang nodded after a moment, having no objection to this statement, and then spoke with a hint of resignation:

"Speaking of which, Cao Jinxian and the Mengyao Holy Land seemed to have some connection back then, didn't they? Cao Jinxian was incredibly talented, and even the Mengyao Holy Land extended an olive branch to her... It's just a pity..."

A glint flashed in Huangpu Wushuang's eyes, his words revealing no emotion. He paused for a moment, then continued speaking calmly.

"And today, we've gathered here for the Enlightenment Tower, the most precious treasure of the former Mengyao Holy Land. Who could have known the reason for this?"

"Cao Jinxian is far too arrogant," Huangfu Dongming sneered upon hearing this, taking over the conversation with a hint of envy in his tone, though he concealed it well. He said, "Does he really think that just because he has some talent, he can contend with the Holy Land? Instead of cherishing such an opportunity, he defies the Holy Land. I don't know what got into him."

"Entering the Holy Land is the dream of countless disciples. It's a pity. But that's all in the past. As long as everything goes smoothly and we successfully retrieve the fragments of the Enlightenment Tower, we will still have a chance to enter the Holy Land. Furthermore, with the help of the Holy Land, we can unify the five continents of the Eastern Wilderness..."

Huangpu Wushuang spoke softly, and towards the end of his words, he couldn't help but let his voice carry a hint of ethereal meaning, and his expression showed a touch of longing.

The Enlightenment Tower, once a treasure of the Mengyao Holy Land, was shattered and broken into fragments for some reason. One of these fragments fell into the abyss of Jiuluo Cliff.

However, although the Fallen Cliff Abyss is said to be the border between the two states, its actual control has always been in the hands of the Xuan Yin Sect. Thus, under the scheming of the Qing State side, the so-called journey of cultivators from the two states to the Fallen Cliff Abyss was finally made.

For Qingzhou, the biggest purpose of this trip was to carry out the order of Mengyao Holy Land and retrieve the fragments of the Enlightenment Tower. If successful, Qingzhou could use the power of the Holy Land to help him not only take over Wuzhou, but also unify the five continents of the Eastern Wilderness.

It was precisely because of the presence of the Mengyao Holy Land behind them that Qingzhou dared to launch this war; this was their greatest source of confidence.

The Holy Land is high above, and even a slight move from it would be a catastrophic disaster for any of the five states of the Eastern Wilderness.

Therefore, even if Qingzhou's previous plan failed, it would be a loss for them, but not a big deal. Regardless of whether the Myriad Manifestations Sect was destroyed in the end, this trip to the Fallen Cliff Abyss was bound to happen.

This information was only recently obtained by Qingzhou Fang, and even by Huangpu Dongming and Huangpu Wushuang, through Huangpu Yuanji.

Huangfu Yuanji, however, remained calm throughout, his expression utterly unwavering. Only when the two mentioned Cao Jinxian and the Mengyao Holy Land did a slight ripple appear in his eyes.

"In the end, it seems that neither Wuzhou nor our Qingzhou is small enough." Huangfu Wushuang sighed, his eyes brightening, a glint of something dark flashing within them, and he spoke in a low voice:

"Even the Eastern Wilderness Martial Continent is insignificant in front of the Dream Yao Holy Land. And my Qingzhou, once it has the help of the Dream Yao Holy Land, will unify the five continents of the Eastern Wilderness. Even though it is still a vassal of the Dream Yao Holy Land, it can be said that it has finally gained a foothold in the entire Southern Region."

"Only then can one broaden one's horizons and see the entire Xuan Tian, ​​and explore a larger world."

The cultivation world is vast, so vast that it has no roots or limits. Even a Nascent Soul cultivator cannot see the end of it in their entire life.

The cultivation world is just a general term; it has an ancient and distant name, given by the first and strongest holy land, called Xuan Tian.

Xuantian Realm is the name of this realm, while Wuzhou was merely one of the five continents of the Southern Wilderness in the Southern Region among the eight major domains of Xuantian, and was considered a barbarian land.

Let alone looking at the entire Xuantian region, even within the Southern Region, Wuzhou is far from being considered powerful, and the Myriad Manifestations Sect is even less significant.

The distance between domains is infinitely vast, and ordinary cultivators cannot cross them in their entire lives. Golden Core cultivators can only have some reputation within their own state, Purple Mansion cultivators can leave the state, and only those who reach the Nascent Soul stage can be said to have some qualifications to venture into the Southern Domain, but they are still insignificant and not considered powerful.

At this moment, although it is difficult to cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage, the Xuan Tian Realm is too vast, with a large population. Given the huge number of cultivators, the Nascent Soul stage is not considered anything special.

Only the Holy Land can achieve the feat of traversing beyond the realms, transcending the world, and becoming renowned throughout the Xuan Tian realm.

Holy lands vary in strength, but even the weakest holy land is far beyond the reach of the Eastern Wilderness Martial State. In other words, in the two states, being able to form a core at the age of one hundred is considered an unparalleled genius, while within the holy lands, those who reach the Purple Mansion stage at the age of one hundred are commonplace and not considered special.

Looking across the entire Wuzhou, only Cao Jinxian from back then could meet this requirement.

Of course, the reason why Cao Jinxian was able to amaze even the Holy Land with her talent back then was not just because of that. In their eyes, her previous age of 100 years old was nothing special.

Back then, Cao Jinxian, to be precise, reached the peak of the Purple Mansion realm in less than sixty years. If it weren't for her pursuit of the ultimate, breaking through to the Divine Transformation realm would have been a matter of a single thought. Moreover, as far as Yu Changsheng knew, with just such cultivation, she could instantly kill a fifth-tier peak spirit dragon, equivalent to the peak of the Divine Transformation realm, with a single sword strike...

All of this attracted the attention and even... wariness of the Holy Land, which led them to lower themselves and personally extend an olive branch. However, what happened afterward was something Yu Changsheng did not know.

And without a doubt, Mengyao Holy Land was one of the holy lands that had focused on Cao Jinxian. Therefore, when Huangpu Wushuang and the other two mentioned Mengyao Holy Land, they inevitably thought of Cao Jinxian.

"Otherwise, relying solely on our Qingzhou, even if we were to become an incarnation, our path in this lifetime would be limited. To take another step forward would be as difficult as ascending to heaven. But if we were to rely on the Holy Land, it would be a different story."

Huangpu Wushuang lowered her brows and spoke softly. When she mentioned the Holy Land, her tone paused slightly, and a hint of hidden longing flashed in her eyes.

"Alright, the closer we get to this point, the more careful we should be, lest we capsize in a ditch."

After a long silence, Huangpu Yuanji, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke, his tone indifferent and his expression aloof as he looked at the two of them.

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"The entire matter of the Dreamy Holy Land hinges on our ability to successfully retrieve the fragments of the Enlightenment Tower. Otherwise, it's all just wishful thinking. This matter cannot be compromised."

"Big brother is right."

Upon hearing this, Huangpu Wushuang was taken aback for a moment, then chuckled and nodded.

"That's all, but it will be quick. With you here, brother, and us already ahead of time, this trip is sure to be without any surprises."

Huangpu Wushuang chuckled, looking at Huangpu Yuanji, his tone fervent, yet his eyes subtly revealed a hint of admiration.

Huangpu Dongming was taken aback upon hearing this, but he simply nodded slightly. Then, as if he had thought of something, he said calmly, "If we're talking about who else in this abyss can pose a threat to us, it's just Yu Changsheng from Wuzhou."

"However, he must be overwhelmed with other things right now and has no time for this."

"Don't underestimate him. Whether the rumors are true or false, they certainly don't come out of thin air. If he really is Cao Jinxian's junior brother, then your methods might not be able to stop him."

Huangpu Yuanji shook his head slightly, his tone remaining as calm and composed as ever.

"That's true. Second Brother went to ambush Yu Changsheng earlier, and he hasn't returned for so long without any news. He must have met with an accident and been killed by Yu Changsheng."

Huangpu Wushuang thought for a moment, then glanced at Huangpu Dongming, who looked completely indifferent.

The second brother he mentioned was naturally Huangpu Yunhong, who had been killed by Yu Changsheng.

For this trip to the Abyss of Fallen Cliffs, the leaders from Qingzhou were mainly the Seventh Prince Huangpu Wushuang, the Second Prince Huangpu Yunhong, the Fifth Prince Huangpu Dongming, and the Crown Prince Huangpu Yuanji.

The fall of Huangpu Yunhong was something none of the three of them had anticipated. Even Huangpu Wushuang spoke with a hint of disbelief in his voice.

Huangpu Dongming, hearing Huangpu Wushuang's words and meeting his meaningful expression, shrugged helplessly and waved his hand, saying:

"He insisted on killing Yu Changsheng himself. He was outmatched and got killed. He has no one to blame but himself. Who knew he was such a useless piece of trash who couldn't even kill Yu Changsheng? I just told him where Yu Changsheng was because I saw how much he hated him. As for the rest, he can only blame himself for being so weak and overestimating himself."

"Is that so?" Huangpu Wushuang gave Huangpu Dongming a deep look, her tone seemingly meaningful, and said with a hint of amusement in her eyes as she chuckled:

"Fifth Brother, you fought with Yu Changsheng and he even killed your original avatar. How could you not know Yu Changsheng's strength? You deliberately spread the news that he was seriously injured by you, inducing Second Brother to seek death alone... Tsk tsk."

Although Huangpu Wushuang said this, there was not a trace of anger in his tone. Instead, he always carried a sense of confidence and composure from the inside out, which was completely natural.

"Seventh Brother, what are you saying? If that's how you think, there's nothing I can do. Why don't you mention that he planted spies around me? As for the rest, he's dead now, so thinking too much about it won't help."

Huangpu Dongming licked his lips, remaining silent on Huangpu Wushuang's words. However, a fleeting glint of apprehension and fear flashed in the depths of his eyes before he spoke calmly.

"Hehe." Huangpu Wushuang patted his forehead and didn't say anything more.

His relationship with Huangpu Yunhong was indeed quite good. The other party's death did cause him some turmoil, but that was all. It was not worth turning against Huangpu Dongming because of this, especially at this critical juncture.

"Although my second brother couldn't stop Yu Changsheng, even if Yu Changsheng managed to escape by sheer luck, the gift I left for him at the Falling Cliff halfway down the road should be enough to give him a hard time. We need to keep an eye on Yu Changsheng, but we don't need to be too wary of him."

Huangpu Wushuang shook his head, skipping over the topic of Huangpu Yunhong, and then, as if he had thought of something, he opened and closed his folding fan, a hint of excitement on his face.

"The Dark Abyss Bats on the other side of the Cliff Fall Platform won't be so easy to deal with. I went to great lengths to awaken them from their slumber, and I'm sure they won't disappoint me." (End of Chapter)