288: Chapter 288 Master Gu has such great magnanimity!

Gu Changfeng sat cross-legged on a giant boulder.

His finger bones tapped lightly against his knees.

Emitting a dull, rhythmic thudding sound.

The movement stopped abruptly.

He raised his right hand, steadily catching a Storage Pouch tossed up by a deacon below.

Inside Medicine King Valley, it was bustling with activity.

Taiqing Sect Disciples, their eyes burning with fervor, brandished specially crafted jade hoes.

Soil flew everywhere.

Five-hundred-year-old Blood Ginseng and Purple Jade Ganoderma were uprooted one by one.

And roughly stuffed into Storage Pouches.

Gu Changfeng weighed the spoils in his hand.

The Wither-Bloom Magic Power magic power, interwoven with cyan and black, circulated rapidly across his body surface.

He was waiting.

Devouring the Xuanyun Spirit Mine was merely an appetizer.

This Medicine King Valley was the fragrant bait thrown out.

That bunch of old foxes in the Eastern Wasteland would absolutely not sit idly by and watch the Taiqing Sect swallow all the meat.

Boom!

On the western horizon, the originally clear sky suddenly shattered.

A layer of dark, oppressive, earthy-yellow sandstorm violently crashed through the clouds.

A gale howled, mixed with an extremely pungent, dusty, metallic stench.

It swept over, covering the sky and earth.

Zhenyue Sect Ancestor, Immortal Master Xuanyue.

The terrifying pressure of a Purple Mansion True Person poured down without reservation.

That pure Earth True Essence carried the terrifying weight of the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

It slammed straight down toward the entire Medicine King Valley.

The air was forcibly compressed, emitting piercing sonic booms.

The Taiqing Sect Disciples, who were frantically digging below, were caught off guard.

Their knees buckled in unison.

Dozens of Disciples with slightly weaker cultivation were pressed directly into the mud.

They vomited blood wildly.

Their digging movements were forced to a complete halt.

Despair and terror spread rapidly through the crowd.

A veteran Purple Mansion True Person had arrived; such might was simply not something the Foundation Establishment Stage could contend with.

Gu Changfeng sat cross-legged on the giant boulder.

He didn't even lift an eyelid.

He casually waved one hand upward.

The dormant Wither-Bloom Magic Power magic power within his body erupted with a roar.

A river of magic power, interwoven with cyan and black, surged upward.

Spreading out rapidly in mid-air.

It transformed into a massive curtain of light, interwoven with vitality and Death Qi.

Bang!

The Earth yellow sand slammed fiercely against the cyan-black light curtain.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only an extremely eerie dissolution.

The incomparably heavy Earth-element pressure, the moment it touched the Wither-Bloom Magic Power magic power.

Was directly and forcibly stripped of its spiritual nature.

The yellow sand turned into ordinary soil, falling down in a scatter.

The heavy pressure of the Hundred Thousand Mountains was dismissed with a mere wave, completely neutralized.

Gu Changfeng turned his head, his gaze sweeping over the collapsed Disciples below.

His calm syllables exploded within Medicine King Valley.

"Keep digging."

The Taiqing Sect Disciples woke up as if from a dream.

The absolute sense of security brought by the cyan-black light curtain overhead.

Instantly ignited the fervor in their bones.

Immortal Master Gu could even crush the pressure of a veteran Purple Mansion True Person with a casual flick!

"Dig! Dig quickly!"

The afterimages of the hoeing movements merged into one again.

In mid-air.

Immortal Master Xuanyue stepped on yellow sand, hovering a hundred zhang in front of the Purple Gold Warship.

His old face, filled with deep wrinkles, twitched slightly.

He had used seventy percent of his power in that probe just now.

He had intended to give this ignorant junior a show of force.

Yet it had been resolved by the other party with such nonchalance.

Immortal Master Xuanyue quickly retracted his unleashed pressure.

The earthy-yellow magic power was drawn back into his body.

He pulled a very familiar smile onto his face and cupped his hands.

"Immortal Master Gu has heaven-defying means; truly, a hero emerges from the youth."

"The Taiqing Sect has three Purple Mansion True Persons; Sect Head Shen has worthy successors. Congratulations."

The speed at which this old fox changed his face was faster than flipping a book.

Gu Changfeng remained sitting cross-legged on the giant boulder.

Resting his chin on one hand.

Cyan Qi swirled in his left eye, and Death Qi churned in his right eye.

He didn't take the bait at all.

"Old Ghost Xuanyue, stop passing loud gas here."

"You ran all this way; surely you didn't come just to stand there and watch my Taiqing Sect dig for herbs, did you?"

Blunt. Rough. Merciless.

The smile on Immortal Master Xuanyue's face stiffened for half a breath.

He had lived for hundreds of years; wherever he went, wasn't he respectfully called Old Ancestor?

When had he ever been pointed at and called an old ghost by a newly ascended Purple Mansion True Person?

But he forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart.

Old Ghost Dugu sent him to probe; he didn't want to make a madman his mortal enemy for no reason.

"Immortal Master Gu is straightforward, so I won't beat around the bush either."

Immortal Master Xuanyue stroked his beard lightly, putting on an air of concern for the nation and the people.

"Qingsong Daoist Academy has sealed its mountains without reason; the situation in the Eastern Wasteland is treacherous and unpredictable."

"Such vast assets, if left unattended, will surely attract the covetous eyes of Demonic Cultivators and Bandit Cultivators."

"The Taiqing Sect's righteous intervention this time is something I greatly admire."

He changed the subject, revealing his true intent.

"However, Qingsong Daoist Academy has a deep foundation; relying on the Taiqing Sect alone, I fear you might easily bite off more than you can chew."

"Before coming here, I met with Immortal Master Dugu of the Solemn Gold Palace."

"We unanimously agree that this Medicine King Valley and other assets should be jointly managed by the various sects of the Eastern Wasteland."

"What does Immortal Master Gu think?"

A knife hidden in a smile.

Bringing up the Solemn Gold Palace, attempting to use the reputation of the two veteran Eastern Wasteland powers.

To forcibly coerce the Taiqing Sect into giving up benefits.

Gu Changfeng pulled at his facial muscles.

Letting out an extremely arrogant sneer.

He stood up slowly.

His plain white Daoist robe snapped in the wind.

The pressure of his Purple Mansion First Divine Power was no longer contained, surging straight into the clouds.

"Jointly managed?"

"When I was leading my Disciples to charge into battle and tearing apart the mountain-protecting formation with my own hands, you didn't even show a shadow."

"Now that the meat is cooked, you come running over with bowls in hand, complaining that it's hot, and want to help me share the burden?"

"When Qingsong Daoist Academy comes to settle accounts, will you share that burden too?"

Gu Changfeng took a step forward.

His figure flashed directly to ten zhang in front of Immortal Master Xuanyue.

The two stood in a standoff across the air.

The cyan-black Wither-Bloom Magic Power magic power and the earthy-yellow Earth True Essence collided crazily in the Void Realm.

"Old Ghost Xuanyue, the clacking of your abacus was so loud I could hear it all the way from the Taiqing Sect Main Peak."

"Go back and tell that old thing Dugu."

Gu Changfeng raised his right hand, pointing at Medicine King Valley below, which had already been more than half excavated.

"This meat, I have decided to eat."

"Not only will I eat it, I won't even leave a drop of soup for you."

He paused, his voice filled with bone-chilling coldness.

"Whoever thinks I will bite off more than I can chew."

"Feel free to gather your troops and sail your warship to this Medicine King Valley to test me."

Absolute arrogance.

Not playing by the rules at all.

An ordinary Cultivator, facing pressure from two sects joined together, would surely weigh the pros and cons and cough up some benefits to ensure self-preservation.

But Gu Changfeng did not retreat; instead, he advanced.

He directly flipped the table.

Immortal Master Xuanyue's face turned iron-blue.

The earthy-yellow magic power churned violently on his body surface.

He stared fixedly at the youth in the plain white Daoist robe before him.

A madman.

Where on earth did the Taiqing Sect find such a madman!

Immortal Master Xuanyue calculated rapidly in his heart.

Attack?

He cultivated the Earth Dao path, focusing on defense.

The other party's cyan-black magic power, however, exuded an extremely eerie, deathly silence.

There was a faint sense that it restrained his spiritual nature.

If they really fought, even if he could win, he would lose a layer of skin.

Furthermore.

That old fox Dugu was hiding in the Sword Washing Pool and not showing his face, clearly using him as a gun.

Testing the Taiqing Sect's bottom line.

If he really clashed to the death with Gu Changfeng here, the Solemn Gold Palace would definitely pick up the benefits from behind.

"What great spirit you have, Immortal Master Gu."

Immortal Master Xuanyue gritted his teeth, forcibly swallowing his anger.

"I offered friendly advice; since you won't listen, Immortal Master, then so be it."

"I only hope that in the future, when Qingsong Daoist Academy unseals and settles accounts."

"The Taiqing Sect can still be as tough as it is today."

Having dropped these parting words.

Immortal Master Xuanyue didn't want to stay for even half a breath longer.

He waved his large sleeve.

The sky full of yellow sand swirled up, transforming into an earthy-yellow meteor.

It tore through the Void Realm directly, fleeing toward the direction of the Zhenyue Sect without looking back.