413: Chapter 415 When fellow villagers meet, their eyes meet...

If he could cultivate Disciples for Ziwei Hall, then, perhaps he would have some value in staying alive?

In an instant, the desire to survive once again occupied his heart.

As long as he could survive, there was hope!

If his cultivation was gone, he could cultivate it again; if his Sect was gone, he could rebuild it!

As long as he was still alive, as long as his "System" was still there, there was still a chance for a comeback!

And that Revered Master who had betrayed him, Immortal Lord Ling Yunzi!

The hatred in his heart at this moment even surpassed his fear of Gu Changsheng.

"Immortal Lord Ling Yunzi! You just wait! As long as I can survive, I will return the humiliation of today a hundredfold in the future!"

However, just as Ling Hongzhi's heart was surging with emotion, thinking he had grasped a straw of hope,

Gu Changsheng's next words were like a basin of ice water, drenching him from head to toe and chilling him to the bone.

"A Cultivator with mediocre talent, after taking over as Sect Leader, suddenly changed his temperament as if he were a different person, and suddenly possessed such unreasonable, Heaven-Defying abilities."

Gu Changsheng's voice carried a hint of mockery. He slowly crouched down to look Ling Hongzhi in the eye, his deep gaze seemingly able to pierce through his Soul.

"Tell me, isn't that very strange?"

"It's as if... your body is hiding some massive secret."

Boom!

Ling Hongzhi's mind went blank with a buzzing sound.

The color drained completely from his face in that instant.

The hope for survival that had just ignited was ruthlessly shattered by these words.

He... he came for this!

From the very beginning, he wasn't trying to utilize his abilities!

His true goal was the biggest secret on him, the System!

"You... you..." Ling Hongzhi looked at Gu Changsheng in terror, his lips trembling, unable to utter a single word.

He felt like someone who had been stripped of their clothes and exposed naked to the cold wind.

All his secrets, all his trump cards, were laid bare before the other party.

Watching Ling Hongzhi's expression of extreme horror, as if he had seen a ghost, the smile on Gu Changsheng's face deepened.

He knew he had guessed correctly.

There was indeed something fishy about Ling Hongzhi.

And this fishiness was the ultimate goal of his trip.

Ling Hongzhi's psychological defenses completely collapsed at this moment.

He shrieked hysterically: "Just because of this? Just because you suspect I have a secret?"

"You crippled my cultivation, killed my Disciples, and wiped out my entire Sect?!"

He could not accept this fact.

He would rather have offended this important figure, even if it were an unintentional offense, than accept this absurd reason.

Just because of a "suspicion," it brought about this catastrophe?

"Yes."

Gu Changsheng nodded calmly, answering with indifference, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.

"Otherwise?"

He stood up, resuming his high-and-mighty posture, looking down at Ling Hongzhi on the ground. There was a hint of pity in his eyes, as if he were looking at a pathetic bug.

"As for killing those Disciples of yours, it was just something I did while I was at it."

"I am a person who likes to cut weeds and eliminate the roots; I don't like leaving any future trouble."

"Although their petty resentment doesn't even count as an itch to me, I hate trouble."

"Only the dead cannot harbor resentment, right?"

Every word Gu Changsheng spoke was like a cold knife, stabbing fiercely into Ling Hongzhi's heart.

Devil!

The person before him was a complete and utter devil!

His logic for doing things had completely exceeded Ling Hongzhi's scope of understanding.

Acting as he pleased, lawless!

Just because of a suspicion, he could wipe out a Sect.

Just because he hated trouble, he could slaughter hundreds of innocent Disciples.

Is this the world of those in high positions?

Is this the logic of the strong?

"They... they were all Prodigies with the potential for Immortal Ascension! They were the future of the Shenfeng Realm!" Ling Hongzhi roared hoarsely, making a final, futile argument.

"Prodigies? The future?"

Gu Changsheng sneered, his laughter filled with disdain.

"In my eyes, they were just a bunch of ants. Killing them was just killing them."

"As for the Shenfeng Realm... that kind of remote, barren backwater, what does its future have to do with me?"

"Let alone killing a few so-called 'Prodigies,' if I were unhappy, wiping the entire Shenfeng Realm from the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm would be nothing more than a flick of a finger."

An incomparable aura of dominance emanated from Gu Changsheng.

This dominance stemmed from the behemoth known as the "Gu Clan" behind him, and even more so from his absolute confidence in his own strength.

Ling Hongzhi was completely rendered speechless.

He was so shaken by these words that his mind and spirit were shattered; he could no longer utter a single word.

He finally understood.

In the world of the man before him, there was no such thing as right or wrong, no such thing as reason.

He was the reason.

His will was the will of Heaven.

Despair, like cold seawater, completely submerged Ling Hongzhi's heart.

He knew that today, he would undoubtedly die.

Just as he was in complete despair, preparing to give up all resistance and quietly wait for death to arrive,

Gu Changsheng took in his loss of composure, a cold, inscrutable smile curling at the corner of his lips.

He did not immediately strike to kill; instead, he slowed his speech and softly uttered a sentence that seemed to come from nowhere:

"Odd change, even stay."

As these five short words fell, the great hall fell into a deathly silence.

Ling Hongzhi was already in chaos, but the moment he heard these words, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his blood seeming to freeze instantly.

His mind went blank; those memories sealed deep in his mind—classrooms, textbooks, and youth from another world—surged out uncontrollably.

His lips trembled slightly, and subconsciously, almost instinctively, he finished the second half of the phrase:

"Signs depend on the quadrant..."

The moment the words left his lips, Ling Hongzhi's face went as pale as paper, cold sweat drenched his body, and only extreme horror and fear remained in his eyes.

He understood.

He finally understood!

Why this high-and-mighty Young Lord Gu Jiu would notice a small fry like him for no reason.

Why he would be so interested in his unreasonable abilities.

Why he would use such an unimaginable method to test him.

So...

So that's how it was!

The other party hadn't just discovered that his origins were strange and that he possessed secrets.

He... he was actually from that world too!

He was just like him...

A Transmigrator!

This realization made him feel ten thousand times more terrified than all the previous blows combined!

A fellow countryman?

In this vast and boundless Nine Heavens Immortal Realm, filled with strong experts, to actually meet someone from the same hometown after crossing between two worlds?

This should have been a matter worthy of ecstasy, of embracing and weeping together.