183: Chapter 183 Facing the Golden Core

"Coming for me?"

This thought instantly arose in Xu Changsheng's mind, but he immediately suppressed it.

Gu Lingye definitely did not have his vision, otherwise he would already be a corpse.

"It should just be a coincidence."

However, he did not want to remain in place and wait for death. The Divine Sense range of a Golden Core Cultivator reached several dozen li, and a top-tier assassin like Gu Lingye could possibly reach over a hundred li.

He turned around: "Fairy Su, I have urgent matters to attend to, so I will not accompany you here to continue watching the excitement."

"Moo—" A bovine roar came from the ground.

Using some unknown method, the Dutian Yellow Ox intercepted the latter's retreat before Gu Lingye could.

Hearing this sound, Xu Changsheng's entire body's Spiritual Qi, along with his blood and Qi, instantly solidified, leaving him unable to move.

"Oh no!"

Xu Changsheng felt the pressure of the third-rank Spirit Beast, which had condensed into a tangible form. His eyelids, the only part of his body capable of movement, blinked, and a trace of panic revealed itself deep within his eyes.

He looked around, inwardly bemoaning his fate: "I am truly having a run of terrible luck."

Su Tinglan had just turned halfway, looking back, and a trace of panic also hung in her indifferent eyes.

Meanwhile, several dozen li away, Gu Lingye, who had transformed into a bone awl, was flying through the air at high speed.

Before long, she fell into the Dutian Yellow Ox's spell.

At this moment, she was only three or five li away from Zhaiyue Tower, and the Cultivators standing on the balcony all came into her view.

She paid no mind, muttering to herself: "Bah, how could I have been exposed?"

Before coming to Yellow Ox Immortal City, she had paid a price to exchange for a third-rank Yinsha Talisman from the pavilion.

This Talisman was a unique secret Talisman of Yinsha Pavilion, and its concealment effect was unparalleled in the Southern Region. Even though it was only third-rank, according to her colleagues, it could even conceal one from a Nascent Soul great Cultivator.

"This makes no sense. It must be that the old scoundrel gave me an inferior, aged Talisman. I will settle the score with him after I return."

However, just as her gaze was about to sweep past Zhaiyue Tower, a familiar yet hateful figure came into her view.

"That is! Finally!"

Her eyes brightened suddenly, and the corners of her mouth curled up, clearly extremely excited.

"I have finally found you, little mouse. I didn't expect you to have such refined taste—enjoying the moon, are you?"

She immediately changed direction, heading straight for the seventh floor of Zhaiyue Tower where Xu Changsheng was located.

"Hiss—"

The various Fellow Daoists at Zhaiyue Tower saw the terrifying spinning top that Gu Lingye had transformed into flying towards them, and all of them gasped in cold air.

Their throats were the only parts of their bodies, besides their eyelids, that could move.

Before the bone awl arrived, a massive pressure came first.

Xu Changsheng's lips trembled slightly. Meeting Gu Lingye's gaze, a chill rose from his back.

In front was the confinement of the Dutian Yellow Ox, and behind was the oppressive pressure of Gu Lingye.

"My life is over..."

Many images flashed through Xu Changsheng's mind, from the helplessness of his arrival in the Immortal Realm to the satisfaction of Perfection upon his successful Foundation Establishment...

However, just as Gu Lingye arrived within a zhang of Zhaiyue Tower, a shadow suddenly appeared before her.

"Moo!" A deafening bovine roar came.

"Hum!" Immediately following, a dull sound of impact came from the front.

The massive body of the Dutian Yellow Ox rose, standing horizontally between Zhaiyue Tower and Gu Lingye, preventing the tragedy of the building collapsing and people dying.

Gu Lingye's angry voice came: "Stinking ox, get out of the way."

"Moo, moo, moo."

The Dutian Yellow Ox did not yield an inch, and the curled horns on its bovine head gathered a hazy yellow luster.

The next moment, countless yellow light orbs condensed around the horns and shot towards the Gu Lingye before it.

The latter was quite wary of this move, and her figure suddenly retreated rapidly to the rear.

Her body transformed back into human bone form, ejecting countless bone spurs to disperse the yellow light orbs.

Both sides fell silent. Xu Changsheng saw that the Dutian Yellow Ox's massive body was covered in wounds, and a blood hole several feet wide had appeared on its forehead, with blood flowing ceaselessly.

At this time, two escape lights, one earthy and one golden, flew from the horizon.

The light dissipated, and the people who arrived were none other than Yellow Ox and True Person Jin Niu.

The two people and one beast formed a pincer formation, surrounding Gu Lingye. However, whether intentional or not, Yellow Ox left her a gap to escape.

Yellow Ox's brows moved: "As a person from the Bone Fiend Sect, coming to my Yellow Ox Immortal City, do you not intend to give this Huang an explanation?"

Gu Lingye chuckled: "Huang Jinglong, you are truly interesting. You keep spouting harsh words, but you refuse to use your full strength."

Jin Chuan retorted: "Fellow Daoist Gu, you are talking nonsense. My Revered Master simply had prior injuries; otherwise, he would have already killed you."

"Is that so?"

Gu Lingye sneered, untied the storage belt at her waist, and threw it gently towards Yellow Ox.

"This is the explanation I give Fellow Daoist Huang. Fellow Daoist Huang, see if you are satisfied?"

Receiving the storage belt, he swept it slightly with his Divine Sense, and an expression of surprise appeared on his face. The contents of the storage belt far exceeded his expectations.

Seeing this, Jin Chuan sensed something amiss: "Revered Master, you are not going to let the tiger return to the mountain, are you?"

Huang Jinglong glanced at him and casually put the belt into his sleeve: "Naturally not."

He then looked at Gu Lingye: "Fellow Daoist Gu, you are about to be defeated. This storage belt is originally a trophy of war; how can you call it a price?"

The latter paid no heed to their provocation, instead looking at Xu Changsheng, who was still frozen in place on the balcony by the Dutian Yellow Ox's pressure.

She revealed a cruel smile: "I came to your Yellow Ox Immortal City, not to attack or scout, but for one person..."

Several people followed her gaze and saw Xu Changsheng, who was standing on the balcony with an exceptionally ugly expression.

"It is this Xu Changsheng!"

Sharp bone armor was raised, pointing at the person her gaze was directed towards.

"Fellow Daoist Xu?"

True Person Jin Niu immediately recognized the Foundation Establishment Cultivator he had once recruited. He sized him up, and the eyes beneath his sword-like brows first flashed with confusion, then gleamed with brilliance.

On the other side, Yellow Ox was seeing him for the first time, and a trace of hesitation flashed beneath his honest eyes.

True Person Jin Niu laughed heartily: "As expected of the Cultivator that this Jin took a liking to. Not bad, not bad. To be able to attract Gu Lingye, this person... Thinking back to my youth, even when I was peerless among my peers, I never managed to attract a Golden Core Cultivator to lower their status to hunt me down like you, Fellow Daoist. Hahaha, marvelous!"

True Person Jin Niu's words of praise echoed in the stagnant night sky, reaching the ears of the Cultivators on every floor of Zhaiyue Tower.

They all wanted to see for themselves who this Xu Changsheng, who had attracted a Golden Core True Person, was—what kind of sacred figure he was, and what he looked like.

Unfortunately, their Divine Sense was suppressed by the Dutian Yellow Ox and could not leave their bodies, so they could only speculate inwardly.

Yellow Ox made a downward pressing gesture, signaling Jin Chuan to lower his voice.

The latter then restrained himself a little.

Huang Jinglong asked indifferently: "Jin Chuan, do you know this Xu Changsheng?"

Jin Chuan replied in a low voice: "Master, he is that Cultivator with the Dao Rhyme Foundation Establishment that I told you about last time."

"It is him. I do have some impression of that."

But his gaze only lingered on Xu Changsheng for an instant before immediately shifting away, looking at Gu Lingye, while a glimmer of brilliance emerged from his calm, sallow whites of his eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Gu, I would like to know what grudge you have with this little friend Xu?"