83: Chapter 83 The Dumb Uncle and Nephew: To Fight or Not to Fight?

Chu Sheng took a detour when leaving Jin Xiao City.

He did not fly.

Although he was in the Ju Zhen Realm and could fly by controlling his Qi, that aura would be too eye-catching.

Fairy Lanyue had just seen him, and who knew how many pairs of eyes were watching from the shadows?

It was better to keep a low profile.

He walked for two days, crossed three mountains, and finally saw the outline of Qingshi Town.

Then he stopped in his tracks.

Something was wrong.

There were many more people around the outskirts of the town.

Those people were wearing the uniforms of the Qinglan Sect Law Enforcement Hall, guarding the entrances to the town in groups of three or five.

Passersby were being inspected one by one; nervous merchants, impatient rogue cultivators, and trembling farmers all had to produce their identification to be allowed through.

Chu Sheng narrowed his eyes and quietly released his divine sense to investigate.

Gu Zhen Realm?

Sitting in the tea shed at the town entrance was a person.

The Second Elder.

That sinister old face was lost in thought while staring at his teacup, a trace of a smile playing on the corners of his mouth.

Standing beside him was Han Li, who was fawningly pouring tea for him.

"...Uncle, rest assured, that Chu Sheng must still be in the town. Lin Hao's death definitely has something to do with him!"

The Second Elder stroked his beard and laughed.

"Han Li, are you sure about this?"

"Absolutely!"

Han Li patted his chest, "Nephew has been observing him for a long time; this kid is mysterious, there must be something wrong with him!"

Chu Sheng: "..."

He stood on a distant hilltop, speechless.

Why was it this uncle and nephew pair again?

In the previous few simulations, he had been disgusted by these two all the way.

In the end, he had personally killed Han Li and killed the Second Elder together with his daughter.

In this life, he had deliberately not touched them, wanting to let them live a few more days.

And the result?

An old man eating arsenic.

Tired of living, are they?

"Early Stage True Firmament."

Chu Sheng suppressed the killing intent in his heart and analyzed calmly.

He had seen the Second Elder's cultivation before; it was Early Stage True Firmament, not top-tier here.

But it was more than enough to deal with his current self.

Head-on?

Perhaps he could try.

But what if he failed?

If he died in reality, he was truly dead.

Besides, he might even be able to call for reinforcements.

But if he didn't deal with them, he couldn't go back to Qingshi Town, and Li Zhiyi and Lin Wanqing were still inside.

"Need to think of a way..."

He stared at the group of people down the mountain and suddenly had an idea.

Liuyun Mountain Range.

There were demon beasts there.

Plenty of demon beasts.

Chu Sheng turned around and plunged into the Liuyun Mountain Range.

Before leaving, he opened the trait interface and silently set Strong Luck to the main slot.

"Please, bless me not to die."

He muttered, disappearing into the depths of the dense forest.

The outer reaches of the Liuyun Mountain Range were relatively safe.

Chu Sheng did not go deep.

He knew that Condensing True Great Demons were hidden deep in the mountain range, and there might even be Gu Zhen Realm demon beasts entrenched there.

With his current strength, taking the demon refining pot to provoke them would be like delivering food.

But wandering around the periphery and collecting a few Late Stage Yin Qi ones was more than enough.

His luck was not bad.

On the first day, he encountered a Ninth Grade of Qi Induction Crimson Flame Wolf.

The beast was lying on a blue stone sunbathing when it was swallowed in one gulp by his demon refining pot.

On the second day, a Qi Guiding Rank 8 Golden Thread Python was dozing on an old tree.

He sneaked over, shone the pot's mouth, and collected it.

On the third day, it was even more absurd.

A Ninth Grade of Qi Induction Black Wind Leopard actually ran near his camp on its own to forage.

Just as he took out the demon refining pot, the leopard crashed into a tree and fainted.

"...Is Strong Luck this fierce?"

Chu Sheng looked at the Black Wind Leopard rolling its eyes on the ground, his mouth twitching.

Maybe I am the chosen one.

In three days, he had collected seven Late Stage Yin Qi great demons.

The demon refining pot was as lively as a market.

"Enough, enough."

He patted the pot, "If I collect any more, it won't fit."

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly smelled an exotic fragrance.

The fragrance was clear like a spring, refreshing, and just one whiff made people feel invigorated, and the spiritual energy in his body became a bit more active.

Chu Sheng's heart jumped, and he followed the fragrance.

After crossing a small hill, a quiet valley appeared before his eyes.

At the bottom of the valley, a half-person-tall spiritual herb stood quietly.

Its leaves were like jade, its stem was crystalline, and a snow-white flower bloomed at the top, with faint spiritual light flowing on the petals.

It seemed to have something to do with the soul.

Grade 5 alchemy material!

"As expected, Heaven blesses me, Chu Sheng!"

Chu Sheng's eyes went straight.

What was the concept of Grade 5?

Grade 1 and 2 corresponded to Yin Qi, Grade 3 and 4 corresponded to Condensing True Essence, Grade 5.

That was something only experts in the Spirit Sea Realm were worthy of enjoying!

If this thing were refined into pills, how many resources could it be exchanged for?

He rubbed his hands excitedly, just about to go and pick it—

Suddenly, he paused.

Underneath that spiritual herb grew a white, chubby thing.

Round, furry, like a snow-white meatball.

There were two tiny ears on the meatball, and a pair of squinting eyes staring at him unblinkingly.

Chu Sheng: "...?"

What is this thing?

It looks so cute, could it be the cub of some demon beast?

He cautiously walked two steps closer, but the meatball remained motionless, only its eyes turning with him.

Chu Sheng squatted down to examine it carefully.

The meatball had no mouth, no nose, just a ball of fluffy white.

But the aura it emitted...

"No."

He stood up abruptly, cold sweat instantly breaking out.

The aura of this meatball was too weak.

Weak like a newborn cub.

But it could grow under a Grade 5 spiritual herb and survive unscathed until now, what did that mean?

It meant it had a backer.

And that backer was nearby.

Chu Sheng held his breath and slowly turned his head.

Deep in the valley, behind a huge blue stone, a piece of something white was revealed.

It was as thick as a water bucket, covered with pearly white scales.

"What is this thing?"

"Looks a bit like a snake."

Chu Sheng continued to look with his divine sense.

"Huh... it's a female one too..."

"Aura..."

"Gu Zhen..."

A Late Stage Gu Zhen Realm white snake was sleeping behind the blue stone!

That meatball was its cub!

Chu Sheng looked down at the Grade 5 spiritual herb, his throat moving.

He began to retreat slowly.

The cub was still staring at him, motionless.

The giant snake was still sleeping, its snoring like thunder.

Chu Sheng exited the valley and turned to run.

He ran for several miles before stopping, leaning against a tree and gasping for air.

"Too dangerous..." He had lingering fears.

But soon, he thought of that Grade 5 spiritual herb again.

And that Mid Stage Gu Zhen Realm white snake.

With the demon refining pot in hand, he might not be without the strength to fight.

He had collected seven Late Stage Yin Qi great demons, and the demon refining pot was now well-stocked.

If he released them all, plus the suppression power of the demon refining pot itself, maybe he could really clash with that white snake.

What if he won?

Grade 5 spiritual herb, the corpse of a Gu Zhen Realm great demon, and that chubby white cub...

"It's worth it."

He licked his lips.

But what if he lost?

The white snake was in the Late Stage of the Gu Zhen Realm, a full major realm higher than him.

Even with the demon refining pot, the chance of winning was less than 30%.

And it had just woken up, it must be very angry.

"To fight or not to fight?"

Chu Sheng stood on the hilltop, looking in the direction of the valley, lost in thought.