Novel Full Chapter 1318 - 683: Asking for Trouble
Chapter 1318 - 683: Asking for Trouble
He vividly remembers the agony of having his organs crushed the last time he forcefully crossed the barrier.
The world beyond the barrier is not a realm where ordinary cultivators can set foot.
Gu Sheng didn’t hesitate and stepped forward.
In an instant, the world spun. Five times the pressure descended like a mountain, causing Gu Sheng’s bones to creak unbearably.
His complexion turned pale, and veins bulged on his forehead.
"Hmph!"
Gu Sheng muffled a groan and stepped back thrice to steady himself.
The magma beneath his feet was viscous like glue, requiring immense spiritual power to move even an inch.
Outside the barrier, Ling Xiao’s eyes widened.
"How is it possible? He actually wasn’t blasted out?"
Inside the barrier, several fierce gazes simultaneously shot at the unexpected newcomer.
Gu Sheng could feel the scrutiny and hostility in those eyes, like a pack of wild beasts examining prey that has trespassed into their territory.
"Interesting."
A hoarse voice came from the right.
Gu Sheng turned his head and saw a bald man sitting cross-legged on a protruding black rock.
The man’s eyes were as sharp as a falcon’s, and his bare chest was covered in ferocious scars.
"Buzz—"
A domineering spiritual sense unapologetically swept over Gu Sheng’s entire body, probing his cultivation depth as if scraping bone with a knife.
Gu Sheng frowned slightly; such a probe in the Cultivation World was a blatant provocation.
"Mid-stage Earth Palace, yet you dare come to the depths of Heaven-Burning Valley?"
The bald man retracted his spiritual sense, showing disdain.
"Boy, are you tired of living or are you just brain-damaged?"
Gu Sheng’s heart stirred.
He had originally hidden part of his cultivation, showing only mid-stage Earth Palace power. But now it seems this disguise would only cause more suspicion.
"Senior is joking."
Gu Sheng slightly cupped his hands, circulating spiritual power within to reveal a bit of his true cultivation.
"I just prefer keeping a low profile."
There was surprise in the bald man’s eyes.
"Great Perfection Earth Palace?"
He eyed Gu Sheng up and down.
"Even so, at your age, enduring five-fold pressure is remarkable. To which sect do you belong?"
Gu Sheng noticed several spiritual senses still secretly observing, and quickly devised a plan.
"My master is Daoist Yong’an."
"A disciple of Elder Yong’an?"
The bald man’s expression shifted noticeably, his tone becoming more cordial.
"So it’s the disciple of Yong’an, no wonder..."
Before he could finish, a loud voice suddenly interrupted.
"Hong Yun, when did you start playing watchdog? Do you need to interrogate every junior’s background?"
Gu Sheng followed the voice and saw a burly man with a grim scar on his face grinning broadly, showing a set of yellow teeth.
Hot air visibly surrounded the man, indicating his profound cultivation.
"Mi Yingzong!"
The bald man, Hong Yun, looked grim.
"You’re not entitled to meddle in my affairs!"
"Hahaha!"
Mi Yingzong laughed heartily, turning to Gu Sheng.
"Kid, don’t listen to this bald donkey’s nonsense. Though Elder Yong’an’s reputation is useful here..."
He patted the blood-stained long knife at his waist.
"Strength is the true principle."
Gu Sheng calmly observed the two.
The tension between them was thick enough to ignite the air, revealing their longstanding enmity.
Hong Yun sneered coldly.
"Mi Yingzong, stop trying to sow discord."
He looked back at Gu Sheng, warning in his tone.
"Kid, out of respect for Yong’an, let me warn you: this is not the place for you. Leave while you still can."
Gu Sheng could feel the mixture of goodwill and threat in his words.
He bowed slightly.
"Thank you for your concern, Senior. However, I still wish to take some time to acclimate here."
"Such ignorance!"
Hong Yun’s eyes flashed with cold light.
"Do you think a single protective dharma treasure will allow you to cultivate here? Once the treasure’s spiritual power is depleted, you’ll be crushed into pulp!"
Outside the barrier, Ling Xiao listened with a racing heart.
"Hong Yun, you’re meddling too much!"
Mi Yingzong suddenly stood up, his aura surging.
"He can stay as long as he likes; if he dies, that’s his business!"
Hong Yun’s forehead veins throbbed.
"Mi Yingzong! Are you deliberately opposing me?"
"What if I am?"
Mi Yingzong grinned maliciously, gripping his knife handle.
"Shall we settle old and new scores together?"
The temperature in the air suddenly soared, and the magma began to churn violently.
Other cultivators quickly retreated, fearing being caught in their conflict.
Gu Sheng stood at the edge of the barrier, sensing the eruption of rage from Hong Yun, surprised at the swift change in his emotions, like a volcano on the verge of eruption.
"Not knowing one’s place!"
Hong Yun’s eyes burned with anger, veins bulging beneath his bronze skin.
"I kindly reminded you, and you completely ignored me!"
Gu Sheng was about to explain when mocking laughter suddenly sounded around him.
"Hong Yun, will you ever change that fiery temper of yours?"
A tall, skinny cultivator mocked.
"Are you flaunting the prestige of Qinghe Holy Land’s five potential body refiners to anyone here?"
"Exactly."
Another chimed in.
"Who doesn’t know Brother Hong Yun’s Molten Rock Dominator is at Great Success, thriving in Heaven-Burning Valley?"
Hong Yun’s expression grew darker, his fists creaking.
"Hahaha!"
Scarred man Mi Yingzong suddenly burst into laughter.
"What five potentials? To me, Hong Yun will always be second!"
"Mi Yingzong!"
Hong Yun roared, his voice sending magma flying.
"You’re courting death!"
Before the words settled, Hong Yun shot forward, his right fist glowing red as it aimed at Mi Yingzong’s face.
Mi Yingzong neither dodged nor avoided, grinning wildly as he punched back.