nycdaug Chapter 674: Desert Interlude
Chapter 674: Desert Interlude
Chapter 674: Desert Interlude
"Opportunities" are like honey that attracts mosquitoes, drawing cultivators from all walks of life to flock to them.
Even in the Lesser Mystic Realm, it seems this practice cannot be avoided.
After all, everyone needs to cultivate and become stronger. Of course, he also wants to become stronger quickly. He is not even an immortal yet. In this world with immortals, although it is not impossible to move an inch, he is at least as insignificant as dust.
Gu Heng was on tenterhooks for days after that damned Ancient Immortal Venerable issued a bounty on him, fearing that someone on the road was planning to capture him and claim the reward.
What was supposed to be a leisurely trip suddenly turned sour. "...Forget it, I won't go see it."
Looking at the ancient sand palace before him, Gu Heng dismissed his thoughts.
originally.
He was also interested in getting involved.
But now is not the time to do that. We need to find Bai Feier and the others first. According to the information, they have even become somewhat famous. But becoming famous will only make things more dangerous.
If we bring them to the Twilight Immortal Demon Kingdom, at least Mu Qingyu can help protect them.
Whatever's here, let's ignore it for now.
Gu Heng continued walking forward. The sand palace stood in his way, and it seemed that people were already going inside.
As he passed by, he could even see quite a few cultivators already engaged in fierce fighting, seemingly trying to eliminate some potential competitors before entering. If he wasn't in a hurry, Gu Heng would be quite happy to watch these people fight until their brains were spilled.
Moreover, there were already many corpses of cultivators by the roadside, most of them covered by sand and dust, indicating that this sand palace had been there for quite some time.
They've been arguing for so long, but haven't come to a conclusion.
"Brother, aren't you going in to take a look?"
Sudden.
A voice came from the side.
Gu Heng turned his head and saw a young man sitting on a sand pile, looking disheveled and as if he had been through a great battle.
"...Not interested."
He silently glanced at the guy with his omniscient perspective. His name was Wu Zhu. There was no threat or information about his identity, which meant that this guy had neither background nor talent and was just a nobody.
Judging from his appearance, he definitely lost the fight and can only be a loser on the roadside, licking his wounds.
Gu Heng walked straight ahead, ignoring this insignificant character named Wu Zhu.
"Hey, wait a minute, buddy!"
Seeing that Gu Heng was about to leave, Wu Zhu didn't care about anything else and got up to walk in front of Gu Heng. But after this action, a cold and sharp goose feather knife was placed against Wu Zhu's neck.
The chilling cold instantly covered his forehead in cold sweat, and Gu Heng's gaze was so cold that it made Wu Zhu's back stiffen.
"Be careful, I'm wondering if I should kill you."
Gu Heng said indifferently, "Get out of the way."
"No, brother!"
Wu Zhu swallowed hard, raised his hands, and said pitifully, "I just want to ask you for a healing pill, that's all!"
Gu Heng raised an eyebrow. Damn, he'd encountered beggars before, but never this type. This guy's skin was thick enough, and his heart was truly big enough.
It was him; if it were anyone else, they probably would have taken advantage of his illness to kill him and rob him on the spot!
Can't you see how many corpses are already here? If young Wu Zhu isn't careful, he might end up joining these yellow sands and withered bones in a moment.
But even with his kind heart, Gu Heng had no time to pay attention to this guy.
"No."
Gu Heng shook his head and refused: "Get lost, don't block my way."
Wu Zhu immediately showed a sorrowful expression and sighed, "Brother, look how miserable I am, and you're leaving without giving me a single penny? Don't you feel any remorse...?"
Heartache?
He's not some naive, inexperienced kid, nor does he have a saintly heart. Why should he care about this kind of roadside thing?
Gu Heng ignored him and turned to continue walking forward, but the next moment, he stopped.
Wu Zhu's next sentence piqued his interest.
"I can trade you information about the Desert Python Mystic Immortal Ruins!"
"Oh?"
Gu Heng finally looked at Wu Zhu properly: "Information on the Desert Python Immortal?"
"Yes, it is said that this Desert Python Desert was once occupied by a Desert Python Immortal a long time ago. Before he died, he built this palace, which contains many resources and treasures he left behind, which can help mortal cultivators ascend to immortality with ease!"
Wu Zhu seemed genuinely anxious. He rubbed his hands together impatiently and blurted out everything in one breath.
"Brother, you seem to be a mortal cultivator, and you don't seem like one of those young masters from wealthy families. You probably need the Ascension Pills in these ruins, right?"
"Keep one safe and keep it well. This pill will be crucial when you reach the Saintly Realm!"
After hearing these words, Gu Heng was indeed tempted.
He had heard of the Ascension Pill ever since he arrived in the Little Mystic Heaven Realm.
It is said to be a precious pill that can allow cultivators at the Saintly stage to step into the Immortal realm in one step!
But... he wasn't too tempted.
To be honest, with the system around, he almost never doubted the possibility of ascending to immortality. He didn't need any pills to achieve this. Although taking an Ascension Pill would probably speed up the process, even without it, the system would eventually allow him to ascend to immortality.
Furthermore, if he really wanted one, he could have easily asked the little fox girl to bring it to him while he was in Twilight Moon City. She's a princess, showered with favors, and the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox Clan, a large tribe with Immortal Venerables, wouldn't lack Ascension Pills. Therefore, Wu Zhu's information is hardly of any significance.
Gu Heng could have easily refused to give Wu Zhu the pills, since Wu Zhu was willing to spill all the information on his own, and he hadn't even agreed to the "deal" yet.
just.
Then I saw Wu Zhu hesitate, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.
Gu Heng's expression changed slightly. Then he took out a pill he had refined himself, just like the one he had given to Mu Qingyu when she was in an emergency, and tossed it around in his hand.
"Brother?" Wu Zhu's eyes widened, his gaze following the trajectory of the pill as it was tossed up and down, and he couldn't help but swallow.
"Say what you haven't said yet, and this pill is yours."
Gu Heng said with a smile.
"..."
Wu Zhu was stunned. "What, haven't you finished telling me this so-called 'intelligence'?"
Seeing Wu Zhu's hesitant expression, Gu Heng knew that Wu Zhu definitely had something else to say.
“Brother, I was originally thinking of not saying this, because it is a rumor about the Desert Python Immortal, and no one knows whether it is true or not.”
Wu Zhu hesitated for a long time before finally speaking up.
"It is said that the Desert Python Xuanxian tribe was a powerful clan with an ancestor at the level of an Immortal Emperor during the Five Realms War. Unfortunately, the war resulted in heavy casualties... The Desert Python Xuanxian was originally the most talented prodigy of the Desert Python tribe, but in the end, it also suffered an incurable injury, and its cultivation was limited to the Xuanxian level."
"The entire Desert Python tribe was destroyed, and the Immortal Emperor's legacy was also lost. The Desert Python Immortal could not return to the Immortal Realm and could only flee to this Little Mysterious Heaven Realm to eke out a living."
"But it is said, it is said, that the Desert Python Immortal has a supreme treasure that was passed down to him by the Desert Python Immortal Emperor!"
"That treasure seems to have been seized by the Desert Python Immortal Emperor from a Demon Emperor of a certain Demon Realm during the Five Realms War, but the legend ends there."
Wu Zhu then launched into a long, rambling monologue.
Gu Heng was stunned by what he said.
Treasure?
Return the Immortal Emperor's supreme treasure?
Interesting. Gu Heng has memorized the texts. There is an unknown number of orders of magnitude difference between a Xuanxian and a Celestial Emperor. How could a mere Xuanxian possess a treasure belonging to a Celestial Emperor?
It sounds like a mere Qi Refining stage cultivator possessing a treasure that only a Saint stage cultivator could have.
It doesn't feel very reliable.
"Of course, I said this is just a rumor, and no one has ever taken it seriously." Wu Zhu shrugged, seeing the suspicion on Gu Heng's face, he knew that what he said was indeed too false.
If there really is a Celestial Emperor's treasure.
It's unlikely that only a large group of mortal cultivators would try to seize this Sand Palace; even the thirteen Immortal Venerables would be vying for it!
Since none of those big shots have made a move.
This shows that the rumor was taken as a joke.
"Here you go, I'm only giving you one."
Seeing that the other party was so open and honest, Gu Heng tossed the pill over, which Wu Zhu quickly caught. He then thanked him profusely, saying, "Thank you for your kindness, brother. If we meet again in the future, I will definitely repay this favor!"
"No need, I didn't expect you to pay me back."
Anyway, it's just a pill, Gu Heng can easily refine a whole bunch of them. Besides, looking at this guy, he can't even afford healing medicine. Does he look like someone who can repay a favor? If he really had to repay it, Gu Heng would feel guilty for exploiting a poor young man.
Since the deal was done, whether Wu Zhu would obediently leave after taking the pills or continue to compete for some opportunity was none of his concern.
"..."
Gu Heng glanced at the sand palace.
The omniscient perspective swept over the group of people fighting outside the hall, and after looking at them one by one, found that none of them posed a threat.
"Forget it, let's go take a look. What if there really is something there?"
He walked over, carrying his goose-feather saber.
Wu Zhu watched his retreating figure and sighed inwardly.
He boasted to his family that he would venture into this place alone, but after consuming all the pills he could bring, he returned empty-handed without even entering the palace!
As a result, I now have to ask a stranger for help with healing pills, which really makes me lose all sense of shame.
Of the six Wu brothers, only he, the third oldest, has not yet ascended to heaven.
Even his three younger brothers surpassed him.
"Sigh, perhaps this is just my talent..."
Wu Zhu looked quite distressed, but his will had been completely worn down, so he decided to go home and wait to be ridiculed by his brothers.
It's better to live a miserable life than to die. If he really loses his life here, the whole family will probably laugh at him and expel him from the family!
He swallowed the pill.
"Well!"
result.
The medicinal power within this pill was far beyond Wu Zhu's imagination!
His face was filled with horror. This shouldn't have been a simple healing pill! How could this be?!
Fortunately, the medicinal power did not burst his mortal body. Instead, it instantly healed all his injuries, and the remaining enormous medicinal power lingered in his body, becoming a dragon that traversed between his meridians...
The potency of this healing pill is terrifying!
Wu Zhu had an idea, and then he plunged his hand directly into his abdomen, the pain making his face turn pale.
But after pulling his hand out, he watched as the wound on his abdomen healed instantly, and there was still a huge amount of the medicinal power circulating in his body...
"...Brother!"
Wu Zhu subconsciously raised his head and shouted.
But the young man who had given him the pill was already quite far away. He casually cut down one of the people blocking his way and then swaggered into the Sand Palace.
Without thinking twice, Wu Zhu gritted her teeth and chased after him.