138: People's hearts change, but I remain unchanged

"He's dead... Nether Mystic Ghost King is dead..."

"This... how is this possible...?"

"That was a Profound Cave Realm being."

A large number of Cultivators looked ashen, their eyes filled with disbelief.

The patron they had just relied on had collapsed just like that.

In contrast, the Cultivators from various halls who had just vowed to fight to the death were cheering, shouting in unison: "Island Master's Divine Might! For all eternity!"

"Island Master's Divine Might! For all eternity!"

Gu Changsheng landed with the beauty, and numerous rebellious Cultivators fell to their knees, kowtowing like garlic, begging for mercy.

However, he ignored them, his expression solemn, as he slowly walked to a broken deep pit.

"Teacher... Disciple is useless... couldn't protect Yuanlian Island..."

From the deep pit came intermittent, almost whispered sounds.

"Fang Yu..."

Gu Changsheng's chest heaved, and his eyes blazed with anger.

His hundreds of years of Qi cultivation almost failed to keep him composed.

He cast a healing spell, and a milky white healing light shot into the deep pit.

Immediately, Fang Yu felt as if he had returned to the womb, immersed in amniotic fluid, warm all over, his shattered bones healing rapidly, and his injuries recovering in an instant.

Tap—

A figure leaped out.

"Greetings, Teacher!"

Fang Yu's expression was agitated.

"Disciple... your Spiritual Root..."

Gu Changsheng frowned slightly.

How sharp his eyesight was.

Although Fang Yu's injuries had recovered, his spinal Spiritual Root was completely shattered, and his Dao Foundation was destroyed.

Upon hearing this, Fang Yu's face showed a desolate emotion, then he forced a smile and said: "Fifteen days ago, a Peak True Core Realm Great Strength Yaksha Ghost invaded, slaughtering hundreds of thousands of Mortals on my Yuanlian Island.

My Spiritual Root was severely injured and shattered at that time.

However..."

Fang Yu struggled to maintain a somewhat humorous tone.

"Hehe, I didn't disgrace Teacher. After all, I used the Heavenly Saint Technique to slay this ghost and protect the beings of my Yuanlian Island."

As he spoke, his voice grew weaker and weaker, his throat feeling as if mercury had congealed, and he choked up.

He understood perfectly well what a shattered Spiritual Root meant.

It was just that he had something to protect in his heart, something more important than his life and his Dao path.

"Good! Protecting the beings of my Yuanlian Island, you have not disgraced the sect.

You shall be rewarded!

Today, I, your master, will reshape your Dao Foundation for you."

Gu Changsheng released his aura and pressure, his Divine Might like a prison, causing the entire Yuanlian Island to tremble.

He slowly opened his left palm, grasping at the Void Realm, and the Nine-Bend Lake churned, a azure water vein Dragon emerging from the bottom of the lake, its head held high, soaring into the sky.

"Hurry!"

With a command, various spell techniques were cast.

The treasury deep within Yuanlian Island opened, and countless water-element Spirit Materials flew out.

Amidst the steaming water vapor, the water vein Dragon melted countless Spirit Medicines, transforming into an azure pill the size of a Dragon's eye.

It had nine secret patterns on it.

This was the Water Refining Method.

"Go."

The pill transformed into a Dragon-shaped essence, and while Fang Yu's face was filled with astonishment, it poured down his throat and directly into his internal organs.

Immediately, a cool sensation arose from his back, rapidly moving through his shattered spinal Spiritual Root.

His bones reshaped, emitting creaking sounds.

This feeling... was exactly the same as when he swallowed the Xianyuan Pill.

After three breaths.

Roar—

An azure Dragon shadow appeared above his head, the Dragon roaring loudly, its prestige shaking the heavens.

"Wait, this phenomenon..."

"This is... a Water-element Heavenly Spiritual Root!"

"Oh my god! Hall Master Fang's Dao Foundation has really been rebuilt!"

A group of Cultivators were stunned.

The Cultivators of the Heavenly Saint Hall, on the other hand, were all weeping with joy.

"Wuwu, this is great, Hall Master's Dao path has finally been continued..."

"Old Ancestor's methods are unparalleled."

"Old Ancestor is mighty..."

Fang Yu's heart surged, myriad words accumulated in his chest, but when they reached his throat, he couldn't speak them.

"Teacher..."

Two lines of clear tears rolled down his face.

When his Spiritual Root shattered, Fang Yu did not cry.

When he was severely injured by Li Changju, on the brink of death, his aura weak, he did not cry.

But at this moment, he could no longer hold back.

Gu Changsheng's gaze softened, and he nodded slightly, saying: "Why cry? A man born between heaven and earth should not act like a young girl.

In the future, the Dao lineage of my Yuanlian Island will still need you to protect it..."

"Dao lineage..."

Fang Yu's mouth was slightly open, utterly astonished.

On the other side, Gu Changsheng turned to face the crowd, his gaze becoming as sharp as a knife.

Just now, when he broke through his confinement, he had seen the true nature of all beings clearly.

Who was greedy for life and afraid of death, who sacrificed himself for righteousness... now, it was time for a reckoning.

"Heavenly Saint Hall, Jade Hall, Blazing Fire Hall... in times of crisis, you advanced and retreated with my Yuanlian Island, fighting to the death, you shall be rewarded!"

Whoosh—

Gu Changsheng pointed into the Void Realm, and countless Spirit Pills and wondrous medicines flew out from the treasury, melting into one, transforming into a green Spirit Rain that descended precisely.

In the crowd, a drop of rain fell on Xue Qingshan's skin and disappeared instantly.

Xue Qingshan suddenly felt the black Qi in his body become active, and his cultivation increased by a trace.

A few breaths later.

The black Qi in his body filled to its limit, breaking through the current Bottleneck like a bursting dam.

His cultivation suddenly surged.

"Late Stage Spirit Building... I broke through! Haha..."

In the Spirit Rain, Xue Qingshan laughed wildly.

At the same time, many people's auras also surged, at least equivalent to several months of arduous cultivation.

"Thank you, Island Master!"

"Thank you, Island Master, for the reward!"

A group of Cultivators looked respectful, thanking him in unison.

Gu Changsheng bathed in the cheers, his steps light, gradually approaching Li Changju, who was so frightened that he fell to the ground, his face full of terror, constantly retreating.

"Old Ancestor, spare my life..."

"When the Ghost King attacked, I had to do this to protect the Foundation of Yuanlian Island for you, Old Ancestor."

"I did all this for Yuanlian Island..."

"Protect the Foundation of my Yuanlian Island?

Is that to let the enemy into my Yuanlian Island, severely injure fellow Disciples, and threaten those who once showed you kindness?"

Gu Changsheng's steps slowly approached, his face as dark as water.

"You... deserve to die!"

His body glowed with blood-red light, and a blood demon phantom appeared behind him, a surging suction coming from his palm.

Li Changju continuously twitched, his entire body's Qi and blood, and cultivation, were drawn out, transforming into a blood-colored crystal drill.

Tap—

Li Changju fell to the ground, his lips slightly open, his hair white, as if he had aged hundreds of years in an instant, and he lost his breath.

Gu Changsheng did not stop, he raised one hand, unleashed a sword formation, pressing down on the entire scene so that no one could move, his voice like a great bell echoing across the island.

"The hundreds of people on Fire Dragon Island, who colluded with ghost Cultivators, their crime is punishable by death!"

"No, Old Ancestor, spare our lives!"

"We were wrong, please, Old Ancestor, spare our lives!"

Splat—

Black Qi gathered in the Void Realm, forming a giant hand that descended, directly crushing the Cultivators of Fire Dragon Island into dust.

"One hundred and thirty-five people from the Lianxin Hall, who did not think of resisting the ghost tide and betrayed their master for glory, their crime is punishable by death!"

"No!"

Splat—

The giant hand descended, and the entire area became a vacuum.

"The Cultivators of the White Bone Hall..."

Gu Changsheng, like a Yama King and judge, rewarded the good and punished the evil, deciding the life and death of all beings one by one.

After a cup of tea's time.

The Cultivators of Yuanlian Island were reduced by eighty percent.

It showed how many Cultivators betrayed Yuanlian Island when disaster struck.

"People's hearts change, and I haven't shown my face for hundreds of years. In times of great difficulty, it's inevitable that some people will have ulterior motives... This is human nature."

Gu Changsheng murmured with a sigh.

Immediately, his gaze became as hard as iron.

'Human hearts are fickle, but I am eternal and unchanging.'