191: Breaking through the middle stage of Dongxuan

A dense, inky Qi poured into Gu Changsheng's body, and the magic power in his Dantian surged like lake water.

Finally... it reached a critical point, like a bursting dam, and furiously broke through that barrier.

Suddenly, the magic power in his body increased by several times.

One must know that when Gu Changsheng broke through to Profound Cave, he possessed a top-grade True Core, and his magic power was ten times that of peers at the same stage.

At this moment, the lake of magic power had almost transformed into an ocean.

Originally, when using the Yellow Springs Mountain, a half-step Dao Artifact, he could at most use it twice, barely serving as a last-resort, one-hit kill.

Now, that number had reached over ten times.

“Profound Cave Middle Stage... the day of Breakthrough was even faster than I imagined... and...”

Gu Changsheng raised his right palm, and as his Qi and blood flowed, his five fingers emitted a faint bronze glow.

At the moment of Breakthrough, the magic power nourished his Qi and blood, instantly refining three of his fingers into Supreme Bone, saving him over a hundred years of arduous cultivation.

He clenched his hand, and a creaking sound emanated, accompanied by a surge of power.

“The strength of my right hand is several times stronger than the rest of my body... Indeed, prioritizing the refinement of a portion of the Supreme Bone was the correct choice.

Furthermore, the Qi between the five Supreme Bones is connected, and the Divine Abilities they nurture mutually enhance each other, making their power even greater than five unrelated Supreme Bones.”

Gu Changsheng clawed with his five fingers, casually slicing through the Void Realm, causing space to vibrate and ripples to appear.

“This power... is enough to severely injure a Profound Cave Middle Stage cultivator with one strike.

And this is without activating the Divine Ability nurtured by the Supreme Bone.

If I were to unleash the Divine Ability, its power would increase by at least several folds.”

Gu Changsheng reined in his Qi and blood and walked out of the Immortal Cave.

Outside the Immortal Cave, two people hurried forward.

“Greetings, Revered Master.”

“Congratulations, Revered Master, on your great progress in cultivation; you will surely glimpse the mysteries of the Yang Spirit Realm in the future.”

“Haha, the Yang Spirit Realm... it’s not that simple...”

Saying this, Gu Changsheng took the Storage Pouches from the two individuals and began to inspect them.

“Hmm... Xiao Lezi is quite good... the number of Fourth-Rank Strange Beasts is even slightly better than Qian Ya’s.

Your debt to me, young man, is now settled.

The hundred-year period has arrived, and the Destruction Sword Stele will be returned to you.”

Upon hearing this, Le Xiaoyao’s expression changed drastically, and he quickly waved his hand, saying, “Revered Master, the kindness I owe you is something I can never repay in this lifetime.

The Destruction Sword Stele is a rare treasure that benefits Revered Master’s cultivation.

Please, Revered Master, keep it.”

“Nonsense! If word of this gets out, wouldn’t people point fingers at this old man.

Hogging a Disciple’s cultivation resources.

I, Li Daoyi, cannot afford to lose face.”

Gu Changsheng flicked his sleeve, feigning anger.

Beside him, Qian Ya’s eyes darted around, and she smiled, saying, “Revered Master, Qian Ya has a compromise.”

“Oh, tell me.”

“This is simple.

Revered Master can continue to keep the Destruction Sword Stele, and only needs to provide Junior Brother with enough Medicinal Pills to increase his cultivation by a hundred years.

Even if this matter spreads, others will have nothing to say.”

Le Xiaoyao’s face immediately broke into a smile: “Senior Sister is right.

My nature is such that I cannot endure loneliness.

Moreover, the Dao of Destruction Sword is inherently advanced through killing and combat.

Meditating for a hundred years would likely tarnish my sword heart, which would be undesirable.

This Disciple is willing to give up the Destruction Sword Stele, only asking Revered Master to bestow a few more bottles of Medicinal Pills... and to bring some top-grade fine wine.

Sixty years ago, the wine gourd I secretly picked at the entrance of the Immortal Cave has long been empty, and I am very thirsty...”

“You rascal... Haha, as you wish, as you wish...”

Gu Changsheng laughed heartily.

In his early years, during the Yuanlian Island period, he widely accepted Disciples, but human hearts are unpredictable.

Especially Li Changhe, who betrayed his Revered Master and invited wolves into the house, which was quite disheartening.

Who knew that the convenient Disciples he casually took in Shu Mountain would be so respectful to their Revered Master, even willing to give up important cultivation resources.

How rare.

With a flick of his long sleeve, a Storage Pouch fell into Le Xiaoyao’s arms.

It was filled with heavy, top-grade Medicinal Pills.

Gu Changsheng, having control of the Yellow Springs Cave Abode, with ten-thousand-year Spirit Medicine growing in its medicinal garden, coupled with his superb Alchemy skills, naturally did not lack top-grade Medicinal Pills to enhance cultivation.

“Top-grade fine wine, eh... the wine vines growing outside my Immortal Cave are bestowed upon you...”

“Thank you, Revered Master.”

Le Xiaoyao’s expression was even more excited than when he received the Medicinal Pills for cultivation.

Suddenly, Gu Changsheng changed the subject and asked, “How is the war in the Witch Clan World proceeding?”

Wars involving Yang Spirit Realm forces often cannot be decided in a single day.

However, after a hundred years, the situation should show some clues.

“Replying to Revered Master, over the past hundred years, our Shu Mountain has been victorious, and now occupies seventy percent of the Witch Clan World’s territory, mostly areas rich in spiritual essence.

The Saint Clan has retreated to the wilderness, with only less than twenty-five percent of the territory remaining.

As for the Witch Clan... I heard there are only two Grand Witches left to maintain appearances, hiding everywhere.

Their demise is not far off.”

“Two Grand Witches?”

Two figures appeared in Gu Changsheng’s mind.

After some inquiry, he was almost certain.

‘I didn't expect that the contingency I casually set up would actually break through to the Profound Cave Grand Witch... I estimate both of them must have had some Opportunity.’

Thinking carefully, the native beings of a world are inherently favored by Luck.

Now that the Witch Clan World is almost completely fallen, coupled with the deaths of the Clan Chiefs of various Grand Witch tribes, it is not surprising that Luck would fall upon these two.

Half a year later.

A figure escaped into the Immortal Cave.

The Kunpeng Avatar’s Qi was chaotic, his face pale, and he had several wounds on his body, especially the injury on his back, which was deep enough to expose bone.

“Hmm? The trip to Burial Corpse Valley wasn’t smooth, then...”

Gu Changsheng frowned slightly.

The map of the old site of Burial Corpse Valley, obtained from the Ancestor of the Yan Family, was given to the Kunpeng Avatar to explore. He had thought it was a sure thing, but it seemed there had been complications.

The Kunpeng Avatar reined in his Qi and blood, and the flesh at the wound rapidly healed, his complexion easing considerably.

“Burial Corpse Valley was destroyed ten thousand years ago, and the remaining Formations and mechanisms at the old site couldn’t harm me.

In fact, I even collected a few ten-thousand-year-old Bone-Corroding Flowers and killed several Profound Cave Corpse Kings to feed the demon statue.

However, halfway through, demon cultivators from Ten Thousand Demons Valley ambushed me, and I almost fell.”

Saying this, Killing Intent appeared on the Kunpeng Avatar’s face, followed by a cold laugh: “Fortunately, I didn’t let them off easy either.

These injuries mean they lost at least three Profound Cave Demon Kings.”

A shadowy figure flickered, and a phantom of a demon statue appeared behind him.

Its Qi was profound, having clearly reached the Profound Cave Middle Stage.

It was evident that the Kunpeng Avatar had killed many Profound Cave-level Corpse Kings and demon cultivators to feed the demon statue.

Gu Changsheng nodded slightly.

Suddenly, a hint of purple flashed in his eyes, and he actually saw a trace of a bloodline on the Kunpeng, which seemed to sense being discovered by Gu Changsheng, transforming into a strange snake shadow as it writhed.

Gu Changsheng grabbed with one hand, black Qi swept past, and a constantly writhing blood snake phantom appeared in his palm.

“Blood Shadow Snake Seed... Damn it! The demon cultivators of Ten Thousand Demons Valley actually left a marking method on me.”

The Kunpeng Avatar said angrily.

Gu Changsheng, however, had a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth. His will permeated the blood snake phantom, and his mind seemed to cross mountains and rivers, revealing the figures of several demon cultivators flying through the Void Realm.

They were heading towards Shu Mountain.

This reverse-positioning method simply stunned the Kunpeng Avatar.

“Interesting... daring to chase all the way to Shu Mountain territory... Perfect, after a hundred years of arduous cultivation, it’s time to stretch my muscles.”