315: Chapter 312 Is there anything wrong with my body?

The warm night wind poured through the cracks in the dilapidated temple's door, causing the dark red bonfire to flicker and dim.

Fat from the roasting meat dripped onto the red-hot metal wreckage, making a sizzling sound. The rich aroma of meat felt completely out of place in this deathly silent wasteland.

Su Lin stood in place, arms crossed over his chest, staring with a complex expression at his female disciple, who was currently eating with grease all over her mouth.

He felt a deep sense of helplessness known as educational failure.

In other people's scripts, Ascension to the Upper Realm was a journey of constant peril where a single misstep led to the tragic end of one's life and Dao.

But in the hands of these problem children of his, this crisis-ridden Taihuang Immortal Domain had been forcibly turned into a large-scale wilderness survival mukbang show.

Who could he even complain to?

“Old Man, why are you looking at me like that?”

Su Hongling felt a bit creeped out by Su Lin's stare. She reluctantly set down the giant poultry leg she had half-gnawed and used the back of her greasy hand to haphazardly wipe her face.

She stood up straight, her tall and athletic figure casting a long shadow in the firelight.

Chu Weiwei stood by Su Lin's side and took a half-step away in disgust, fearing she might catch the smell of grease and smoke from Second Senior Sister.

Her purple eyes were filled with disdain. She parted her red lips, her voice sweet yet carrying undisguised mockery.

“Second Senior Sister’s appetite is truly admirable. In such a dangerous place where others find even breathing difficult, you’re doing great—not only can you eat and sleep, but you’ve even started a bonfire party in this ruined temple. That crude Physique of yours is quite suitable as a chew toy for those void Yao Beasts.”

“Chu the Third, is your skin itching for a beating again?”

Su Hongling’s brows shot up, and she reached back to grab the great sword leaning against the stone pillar. Dangerous sparks flew from her red vertical pupils, looking very much like she was ready to draw her sword and hack someone at the slightest provocation.

“I hunted this meat with my own skills and roasted it with my own skills. What’s it to you? With that scrawny body of yours full of poison, even if you offered yourself to wild beasts, they’d complain you're stuck between their teeth!”

Seeing another daily Shura Field about to erupt, Su Lin felt his temples throbbing.

These girls really didn't care about time or place; they could start bickering anywhere, anytime.

“All of you, behave yourselves.”

Su Lin took a step forward and flicked Su Hongling’s forehead with his finger.

Though the flick wasn't powerful, it carried an irresistible authority of a Revered Master, forcibly suppressing Su Hongling's impending rage.

“I told you to stand straight so you wouldn't move around.”

Su Lin’s expression became focused. He extended his right hand, pressing his index and middle fingers together lightly against the pulse point on Su Hongling’s sturdy wrist.

The moment they touched, a surge of blood-qi as turbulent as the Qiantang River bore back against Su Lin's fingertips.

Su Lin felt a slight chill in his heart.

He carefully investigated along the path of her Meridians and found that on the surface of Su Hongling's bronze skin, those dark gold war tattoos—originally hidden beneath the flesh—were currently in a highly active, semi-activated state.

These war tattoos were like countless greedy miniature mouths, frantically devouring the heavy Immortal Qi drifting in the surrounding air.

High-dimensional energy that would slice through another person's Meridians like sharp blades was, in her case, being directly ground down, digested, and converted by those war tattoos into the purest nourishment for her bones and muscles.

This girl's Physical Body was forcibly adapting to and plundering the Laws of the Taihuang Immortal Domain in an almost barbaric fashion!

This was simply the heavens chasing after her to feed her—the kind where they used a funnel to pour it directly into her mouth.

Su Lin complained frantically in his mind.

No wonder this girl could still jump around looking for wild beasts to fight and eat after falling into such a high-gravity, high-suppression harsh environment. She was simply a humanoid tyrannosaur in human skin.

If those Half-Immortals who had exhausted their Lifespan just to refine a bit of immortal spirit ash saw this nonsensical evolution speed, they would probably self-destruct their Primordial Spirits out of pure jealousy on the spot.

“Revered Master, is there something wrong with my body??”

Seeing Su Lin remain silent for so long, Su Hongling felt a bit nervous. She quietly tightened her abdominal muscles, trying to make herself look more well-behaved, though this clearly didn't match her wild appearance.

“There's nothing wrong per se.”

Su Lin withdrew his hand and placed both hands behind his back again, his tone flat.

“However, the speed at which your Physical Body absorbs Immortal Qi is too fast. If your state of mind cannot keep up, you could easily be overwhelmed by the violent power of the Laws and become a beast that knows only slaughter. From now on, you are not allowed to slack off on your daily meditation lessons.”

“Understood.”

Su Hongling breathed a long sigh of relief. As long as she wasn't restricted from eating meat and fighting, reciting a few meditation mantras wasn't unacceptable.

Chu Weiwei curled her lip to the side, muttering to herself. This Second Senior Sister was really lucky; it was like a blind cat running into a dead rat. The environment of the Taihuang Immortal Domain was practically tailor-made for a muscle-brain like her.

Yan Rusi, who had been standing silently in the shadows, finally found an opportunity to interject.

Watching the relaxed atmosphere between the Revered Master and his three disciples, the sense of absurdity in her heart grew stronger. This was the legendary, peril-filled ruins of the Upper Realm; why did it seem as comfortable as strolling through their own back garden to them?

“Senior Su, earlier the second young lady mentioned that the guard commander she killed spoke of the Seal of the Forbidden Demon Abyss loosening. I'm afraid this matter is not simple.”

Yan Rusi stepped forward, her expression respectful and grave.

“While in the dungeon of Liuyun Town, I also heard the guards chatting about this place.”

Su Lin turned his gaze toward Yan Rusi, signaling for her to continue.

“It is said that the Forbidden Demon Abyss is located in the far west of Liuyun Town, an abyssal ruin left over from ancient times. It is shrouded year-round in a black miasma that can devour Divine Sense. Even experts like Xuantian Earth Immortals dare not venture deep into it lightly.”

Yan Rusi organized the information in her mind, her speaking speed steady.

“The guards' biggest source of extra income is picking up broken Magic Treasures and strange Ores that drift out from the periphery of the Forbidden Demon Abyss. Now that the man said the Seal has cracked, I fear some incredible evil creature or exotic treasure is about to appear from the bottom of the abyss.”

Hearing the words 'exotic treasure,' Chu Weiwei’s purple eyes instantly lit up, two small hearts dancing joyfully in her pupils.

“A place even Earth Immortals dare not enter? The grade of the poisonous plants and Immortal Plants growing inside must be incredibly high!”

Chu Weiwei excitedly hugged Su Lin’s arm, her soft body pressing against him, her voice sickeningly sweet.

“Revered Master, can we go take a look at the Forbidden Demon Abyss? Weiwei’s Half-Immortal Body happens to need higher-grade Materials to stabilize. If we can find a few peerless poisonous plants down there, Weiwei can concoct even better tonic medicines for Revered Master.”

This girl couldn't go three sentences without mentioning drugging someone.

Su Lin speechlessly pulled his arm out of her embrace and flicked her smooth forehead.

“Forget the tonic medicines. Revered Master’s current body can't handle your level of 'pampering' yet.”

Su Lin walked to the bonfire, watching the dancing dark red flames as his brain worked rapidly.

Xuantian Earth Immortal was dead; this news wouldn't stay hidden for long. Once the life soul lamp in that high tower in Liuyun Town went out, the Inspector responsible for this region from the main city would soon descend.

Although the few of them had strength far exceeding others of the same rank, this Taihuang Immortal Domain was, after all, a territory managed by others for a hundred thousand years. If they truly faced off against legitimate Immortals who wielded complete Upper Realm Laws, their chances of winning were far too low.

The most prudent way now was to avoid their sharp edge and find a place to develop that even the main city dared not easily enter.

The Forbidden Demon Abyss seemed like a good choice.

Not only could they evade the upcoming search, but they could also take the opportunity to explore the hidden resources of the Upper Realm. More importantly, Su Lin felt the slightly hot void spirit crystal in his sleeve.

Since entering this region, the frequency of this crystal's vibration had become increasingly regular. The backdoor sensation left by Master Ling Xin seemed to point precisely toward the far west.

Was this a coincidence, or had that unreliable Master of his left some hidden move here back then?

“Old Man, make up your mind. Are we going or not?”

Su Hongling had somehow produced another beast bone and was picking her teeth with it while urging him impatiently.

“Go.”

Su Lin turned around, his eyes bright with a torch-like intensity, fully displaying the decisiveness of a superior.

“Since the relative of the main city said the Seal is loose, we'll go wade into these muddy waters. Risk and opportunity coexist; if we keep hiding around this broken town, we'll never touch the true core of this world.”

He glanced at the three women.

“Pack up. We move out immediately.”

Hearing this, Su Hongling immediately cheered and stuffed the remaining half of the roasted leg into her storage treasure.

Seeing this, Chu Weiwei undisguisedly furrowed her brows, her face written with disgust.

“Second Senior Sister, what kind of messy waste are you keeping in that Storage Pouch? The grease is about to leak out.” Chu Weiwei pinched her nose, her tone full of pickiness.

“None of your business! These are strategic dry rations! Your broken bag is full of poison bottles; who knows if they'll leak one day and kill us all.” Su Hongling retorted unceremoniously.

Su Lin rubbed his aching temples, thinking to himself: can't these two be quiet for a moment? The worst thing about leading a team into a dungeon is the members bickering at the entrance. If this scene were recorded and released, it would probably be a top candidate for the year's most unreliable cultivation squad compilation.

The night wind swept up the dark metal leaf scraps on the ground, making a dull tapping sound against the ruined temple door. The nights in the Taihuang Immortal Domain were unnervingly cold; that chill seeped straight into the marrow. The surrounding Spiritual Qi was pitifully thin, replaced by a heavy, oppressive high-dimensional Law.

The four of them set out on the journey toward the far west.

Yan Rusi led the way. This woman was sensible enough to know her current role was that of a human navigator. Su Lin followed behind with steady steps. Chu Weiwei was like an unshakeable accessory, clinging tightly to his left arm.

“Revered Master, please walk a bit slower. The gravity in this ghostly place is heavier than iron ingots; Weiwei’s legs are about to break.” Chu Weiwei’s soft voice drifted in the night wind, sounding incredibly aggrieved.

Su Lin looked straight ahead, his heart unperturbed, even wanting to send a rolling-eyes emoji. This girl’s skill at playing weak was becoming increasingly refined. Where was this fatigue when she was crushing high-grade Immortal Plants with her bare hands just now?

“If you’re tired, go swap places with your Second Senior Sister and let her carry you.” Su Lin suggested casually.

“I don't want to!!” Chu Weiwei immediately shook her head like a rattle. “Second Senior Sister smells entirely of mutton grease; Weiwei would rather die of exhaustion than leave Revered Master’s side.”

Su Hongling, walking at the very front, let out a cold laugh.

“Chu the Third, you only dare to act cute in front of the Old Man. If we really run into danger, don't expect me to spare any effort to save you.”

“Oh, there’s no need for Second Senior Sister to worry. Having Revered Master to protect me is quite enough.”

The dialogue gave Su Lin a headache. He seriously suspected he hadn't checked the almanac when he took these disciples; why did he end up with such eccentric ancestors? The survival pressure in the Upper Realm was already high enough, yet he had to moonlight as a kindergarten principal to mediate internal conflicts.

The journey was long. With no flying treasures and no Divine Ability to shrink distance, they relied entirely on their legs to trek across this high-gravity wasteland. This pure physical exertion made even Su Lin, who had just been promoted to a Half-Immortal, feel a bit winded.

On the other hand, Su Hongling was practically a perpetual motion machine. Carrying that incredibly heavy no edge great sword, she walked across the muddy and rugged metal ground as if it were level terrain. Every step she took left a deep footprint, her whole body radiating an inexhaustible strength.

A Body Cultivator in a high-gravity environment was like returning to their happy home, Su Lin mused. If she were in his era, she would definitely be prime bodybuilding champion material; she'd make the judges cry if she entered a weightlifting competition.

Yan Rusi was in the worst condition. She was still recovering from heavy injuries, and her Hehuan cultivation was suppressed to death by the Laws of this world. She could only grit her teeth, stumbling along. Her originally world-toppling face was covered in fine beads of sweat, her complexion as pale as paper.

Su Lin saw this but did not offer words of comfort. The Upper Realm did not believe in tears; since she chose to follow him, she had to adapt to this high-intensity pace of survival. The cultivation world never supported idlers, and in Su Lin's team, there was no room for decorative 'vases'.

The sky grew brighter. Daylight in the Taihuang Immortal Domain didn't bring much light; it remained that same oppressive dark purple tone.

The land ahead began to undergo a noticeable change. The originally dark gold metal soil gradually transitioned into a deep grayish-black. A pungent smell of sulfur filled the air, mixed with the stench of something rotting.

This was the periphery of the Forbidden Demon Abyss.

Su Lin stopped and looked into the distance. Ahead was a vast, bottomless canyon, its top perpetually shrouded in a layer of churning black miasma. The miasma was as thick as a glob of ink that wouldn't dissolve; just looking at it from afar caused a sense of palpitations in one's heart.