126: Holy Land Flying Boat! Let's see who has more chewiness?

Silence, a deathly silence.

The passing Cultivators on the official road all held their breath, their eyes bulging as they stared in horror at the dark-clothed man feasting beside the Medicine Cauldron.

In Qingzhou, Saintess Feng Ni was not only a synonym for peerless elegance but also represented the majesty of the top Holy Land, the Heavenly Phoenix Sect. Flirting with her was no different from pointing at the Sect Master of the Heavenly Phoenix Sect's nose and cursing his mother.

"How audacious! How dare you be disrespectful to the Saintess!"

On the flying vessel, several young Disciples in white robes drew their long swords in unison. Sword Qi crisscrossed, shredding the surrounding clouds and mist. They all glared with wide eyes, as if they would jump down in the next second to hack Gu Yang into ten thousand pieces.

"All of you, stand down."

Feng Ni lightly raised her hand, stopping her attendants' impulse.

Her clear eyes stared fixedly at Gu Yang. In her perception, the burly dark man below didn't reveal any magical power, but his body was like a bottomless pool of molten lava; every drop of blood and every inch of muscle contained terrifying heat sufficient to burn mountains and boil seas.

This primitive, wild, and purely extreme life fluctuation was exactly the catalyst she needed most right now, having reached a Bottleneck in her cultivation of the "Nine Transformations of the Heavenly Phoenix."

"Since Fellow Daoist is interested in the thunder essence fruit, then I shall accept this deal."

Feng Ni waved her jade-like hand, and three clusters of walnut-sized fruits flickering with purple electrical arcs slowly floated down, hovering in front of Gu Yang.

"Three clusters of thunder essence fruits for the remaining half of the Elephant Meat. How about it?"

Gu Yang casually grabbed a cluster and threw it directly into his mouth.

"Zizizi—"

The overbearing power of thunder and lightning exploded in his mouth, turning into countless tiny currents that flowed through his limbs and bones. If it were an ordinary Body Cultivator, half of their jaw would have been electrocuted through by now.

But under Gu Yang's formidable defense of the Divine Demon Golden Body Second Turn (Mid-stage Spirit Transformation), these currents were like a miniature massage. The numbing sensation actually made his muscles, which were slightly tense from the long-distance trek, relax completely.

"Refreshing."

Gu Yang clapped his hands and casually picked up the half-elephant carcass from the cauldron, throwing it precisely toward the flying vessel.

"The meat is yours. These three clusters of fruit are barely enough for me to chew on. By the way, this flying vessel of yours... is headed to Myriad Beast Mountain, right?"

Feng Ni caught the Elephant Meat, her beautiful eyes brightening slightly as she felt the residual extreme Yang Qi on it.

"Correct. The Myriad Beast Blood Pool is about to open. If Fellow Daoist doesn't mind, you may board the ship and travel with us."

"Saintess! This person's origin is unknown, and his behavior is crude..." The attendant beside her looked anxious.

"It's fine. A Body Cultivator who can raw-chew thunder essence fruits with their Physical Body is rare in Qingzhou."

As soon as Feng Ni finished speaking, Gu Yang had already grabbed his star shattering hammer and leaped, landing heavily on the deck of the flying vessel.

"Thud!"

The entire top-tier flying vessel, built at a huge cost and capable of resisting a full-strength blow from a Late-stage Spirit Transformation, actually sank abruptly under Gu Yang's foot. The bottom of the ship let out a piercing wail as it rubbed against the air.

The surrounding Heavenly Phoenix Sect Disciples were shaken and stumbled around, each looking at Gu Yang with eyes full of wariness and anger.

"This ship is not bad, just a bit floaty."

Gu Yang walked toward the terrace as if no one else were there and sat down casually on a white jade stone stool. The stool made a tooth-aching "creak," as if it would shatter at any moment.

"By the way, do you serve meals on this flying vessel? That elephant just now was too small; I'm not full."

As soon as these words were spoken, the originally tense atmosphere instantly became somewhat absurd and comical... The flying vessel was like a bolt of white lightning, speeding smoothly through the sea of clouds.

Feng Ni sat in the main seat, carefully savoring a piece of Elephant Meat that had been scorched to a golden, enticing hue by spiritual fire. The pure blood and Qi melted in her mouth, merging into her Phoenix shadow along her Meridians, causing the Bottleneck of her cultivation to loosen slightly.

"Fellow Daoist's methods of butchering and medicine refining are indeed unique."

Feng Ni put down her chopsticks and looked at Gu Yang with a meaningful gaze.

Gu Yang was currently holding an extra-large wooden basin filled with high-grade spiritual grain and Spirit Beast meat sent by the flying vessel's logistics. He ate until his face was flushed, replying indistinctly:

"The meat is hearty, the medicine is nourishing, and it naturally tastes good when the heat is right. You Spell Cultivators study Laws all day; in the end, isn't it just to live a few years longer?"

"If you live that long but can't even eat a full meal, then what's the point of cultivating?"

Feng Ni laughed in spite of herself. This extremely crude logic sounded like sheer heresy to the ears of these Holy Land heirs who valued "immortal grace and daoist bones." But somehow, the unreasonably formidable power of this dark man gave these words a kind of primitive persuasiveness.

"The selection at the foot of Myriad Beast Mountain is extremely cruel. The first stage is the 'Gravity Stairway'."

Feng Ni kindly reminded him, "The gravity there is ten thousand times that of the outside world. Even Spell Cultivators must rely on Magic Treasures for protection. Although Fellow Daoist's Physical Body is extraordinary, you must not be careless."

"Ten-thousand-fold gravity?"

Gu Yang stopped his chopsticks, looked up, and revealed a savage grin that gave Feng Ni an inexplicable chill.

"That place... should be quite good for digestion, right?"

...An hour later.

At the foot of Myriad Beast Mountain, a soul-stirring scene appeared before everyone's eyes.

At the foot of the mountain that should have soared into the clouds, tens of thousands of elites from Qingzhou and the surrounding provinces had gathered. Some stepped on Flying Swords, some rode divine rainbows, but at this moment, they all landed and walked on foot with solemn expressions.

In front of them was a hundred-mile stone staircase paved entirely with black "Star-Sinking Rock."

Every step of the stone staircase emitted a force field so heavy it distorted light; it was the gateway to Myriad Beast Mountain—the Ten-Thousand-Fold Gravity Stairway.

At this moment, countless so-called Prodigies were struggling on the stairway, drenched in sweat. Some Cultivators with slightly weaker Foundations even had their knees crushed instantly upon stepping onto the stone stairs, exploding into a mist of blood.

"Boom!"

The white flying vessel of the Heavenly Phoenix Sect slowly descended.

Gu Yang leaped down from the deck.

The moment his soles touched the ground, the struggle everyone expected did not occur.

On the contrary.

"Crack!"

The "Star-Sinking Rock," which was strong enough to withstand the battles of Soul Transformation Stage Cultivators without cracking, was actually shattered directly by Gu Yang's foot.

Carrying the black star shattering hammer that weighed five hundred thousand catties, Gu Yang strode upward as if he couldn't feel the ten-thousand-fold gravity at all.

With every step he took, a huge cobweb-like crack would shatter in the Star-Sinking Rock step beneath his feet.

Behind him, he left a trail of deep footprints sunk into the ground, emitting white steam.

"This... where did this monster come from?!"

A Holy Land Prodigy who was struggling to climb looked dumbfoundedly at Gu Yang, who passed him like a human-shaped savage Dragon.

He had worked so hard just to move up three steps, while that dark man seemed to be... jogging?

By this time, Gu Yang had reached the middle section of the stairway.

He felt his dormant blood circulating frantically at an unprecedented speed under the pressure of the ten-thousand-fold gravity. Every particle of his God-Demon Golden Body became more solid under this pressure.

This feeling was even more comfortable than soaking in a medicinal pool.

"Ten-thousand-fold gravity?"

Gu Yang cracked his neck, and the explosive sound from his entire skeleton actually drowned out the surrounding thunder.

"It's still not enough... push harder!"

He took a deep breath, and the dark golden Dragon-Elephant Divine Runes on his body's surface instantly brightened to the extreme.

Under the gaze of those pairs of eyes filled with terror and absurdity.

Gu Yang suddenly exerted force and actually turned into a streak of dark golden lightning. Dragging that ferocious heavy hammer and resisting the Law suppression of the ten-thousand-fold gravity, he... started a full-speed sprint on this Gravity Stairway known for making "Prodigies bend their waists"!