Questioning Heaven, Desiring the Way - Chapter 170

You Hanyun was dead.

The shockwaves from the battle turned the First Peak of the Seven Kill Sect into nothing more than a hill. Rocks flew everywhere and qi ravaged the mountain. It felt like there was a qi storm raging around the entirety of the First Peak. Any maids, servants and disciples guarding the peak were instantly blown to nothing but a bloodied mist from the sheer intensity of the qi around them.

You Hantian’s expression remained grim as he stared at the broken body of his older brother even as he let out a small sigh of relief inwardly.

While it was true that he was at Nascent Change and killing You Hanyun himself would not be difficult, the problem was that this world wasn’t able to withstand anything more powerful than Origin Core.

In other words, even though he had agreed to come down to this world to suppress the Devil Abyss, the price he paid was to seal off his actual level of cultivation. If he undid this seal and allowed his incredible amount of qi to pressurize or cover the area belonging to this world, the message doing that would send to the will of this world was that he was here to destroy it.

If that happened, then he was definitely going to die. No matter how small this world was, it was still an entity that had its own laws of nature and was running perfectly well on its own.

He was a cultivator at Nascent Change, but if he went against the will of this world, it would be like a cockroach trying to stop a car from running it over with one of its legs. He was still going to die.

So, why was Gu Suihan able to confidently fight the will of this world despite barely having hit Origin Core?

The reason was simple. You Hantian’s origin core was in his consciousness, while his origin nascent had descended to his chest, but it hadn’t descended to his abdomen to form his spirit yet. So, he was still only an ordinary person who had the power to control the laws of nature. If his body perished, then he was probably going to die as well, unless his hun and po could get out of his body. If his hun and po was able to remain in a perfect state and took over another body, there was a 0.0001% chance that he’d be able to keep his own consciousness alive.

Gu Suihan, on the other hand, might have a more fragile body and way less qi, but he was still an immortal who had a complete spirit and had gathered his heart-soul. It was severely damaged, but as the saying goes, even the skinniest of camels is larger than a horse. Even if his physical body were to be completely destroyed by the will of this world, Gu Suihan’s spirit could still escape and find another body. He wouldn’t have to worry about being completely wiped out by the will of this world.

Most importantly, You Hantian had to worry about the Devil Abyss. The will of this world was also watching this place warily. If the seal were broken, thousands and thousands of demons would come out. Demonic qi would fill the air and consume all life. Nobody would be able to stop that.

That was why You Hantian wanted the sect leaders to kill You Hanyun. He was afraid that he might become too angry with You Hanyun and attempt to kill his brother. If he were to take his eyes off the Devil Abyss and the seal was broken during that time, he was going to end in tragedy.

“Besides, the incident that happened in Fenglin not too long ago, where someone had fought the will of this world. Those are all signs… Perhaps, that was the doing of the Evil Ghost,” said You Hantian in a slow voice. He seemed unbothered by how the entire place had turned to rubble and slowly picked up the head of You Hanyun that had rolled toward him. He looked mockingly at the terrifying twisted expression on the bloody head in his hands, then threw it nonchalantly into his storage ring.

“But…if that’s the doing of the Evil Ghost, then…what about the plague that hit Fenglin? Where did that come from?” asked Zhou Lingfeng suddenly as his gaze flickered.

“Do all of you still really think that entering Qingming’s domain was merely a coincidence?” snorted You Hantian with a nasty look on his face. He had clearly been reminded of something unpleasant.

The faces of the sect leaders shifted slightly and they all fell into deep thought.

“Perhaps, that Evil Ghost had escaped a long time ago, but it remained in hiding until now. As for the plague in Fenglin, who else could have done it besides something as powerful as the Evil Ghost?” You Hantian explained his own speculations slowly.

“But why did it wait until now?”

“Those secret keys are probably the issue,” said You Hantian grimly. “For the past centuries, we’ve sent countless disciples into the domain but failed to get anything out of it. The reason why this happened had eluded us for so long.”

“Are you saying…there’s a secret key that was…outside the domain?” said Zhou Lingfeng as he followed You Hantian’s line of thought. “So, that’s why the Evil Ghost quietly hid itself. It finally found the secret key that had been outside the domain. Then when it saw that we were going to open the domain up again, it seized the chance to get it and awaken Qingming. Unfortunately, something happened and Qingming didn’t wake up. Or, after he woke up, he died together with all the disciples that we sent into the domain.”

Was this luck? Or coincidence?

After the empire figured out that Qingming had died, they thought it was You Hantian who had done it.

You Hantian thought that Qingming had run into some unforeseen circumstances inside the domain and died as a result.

And because of You Hantian’s guess, the sect leaders’ speculations went further and further away from the truth.

Nobody had noticed, or perhaps they had unconsciously overlooked the exact reason why Qingming had ended up dead.

“Phew!” Gu Suihan slowly stabilized his consciousness, crushed the figurines on the formation compass in front of him to powder, then let out a relaxed sigh.

“The inter-sect exchange is coming up next. I already have someone to act as a shield, so it’s time to create a few accidents.” His gaze hardened as he thought through what he was going to do next. He then took a step as light as a butterfly fluttering its wings and disappeared from his room.

“Stop right there! Who are you?” shouted a Seven Kill Sect disciple when he caught sight of Gu Suihan’s pretty figure coming toward the door to the Weapons Refinery Court.

“I am a disciple from the Youthful Clarity Sect. My spiritual weapon has been damaged and I thought I’d take this chance to ask someone from your esteemed sect to help fix it.” Gu Suihan had pretty eyes, pinkish cheeks and beautifully shaped brows. His cherry-colored lips trembled slightly as he looked a little shyly at the two disciples in front of him with an expression that made him look frail and pitiful.

His fair and flawless skin could be seen as the gentle breeze blew against the veil that covered his face and neck. As the thin veil swayed in the wind, it also moved aside to reveal his full bosom that looked ready to burst out from his clothes. His cleavage was so deep, the two disciples’ eyes nearly fell right into it.

“Um, I mean, sure! Could I…could I ask what your name is?” The disciple who had called out to Gu Suihan swallowed a mouthful of saliva and had a silly grin on his face as he stepped aside to let Gu Suihan through.

“My name is…Hua Ling.” Gu Suihan had a charming look in his eyes that seemed mildly seductive. His voice was melodious and so sweet that the two disciples went into a daze for a moment. They felt like their souls had gone to a different world and they couldn’t even tell left from right anymore as they stared at Gu Suihan with lecherous looks on their faces.

Immediately after Gu Suihan set foot into the Weapons Refinery Court, an elderly man with white and gray hair and a relaxed look on his face happened to walk out from the inside.

Gu Suihan knew exactly who this man was. This was the man who made Questioning Heaven back then, and that mysterious cauldron belonged to this fellow. On top of that, the tiny secret realm that Disciplinarian Zhang had refined had been created by this fellow as well.

In fact, Gu Suihan had come here to look for this man.

“Esteemed senior, I am Hua Ling, a disciple of the Youthful Clarity Sect, and I’m hoping to make a spiritual weapon that I can use at the inter-sect exchange. Do you know which elder would be the most experienced one in making something like that?” Gu Suihan walked up to the old man and smiled as he revealed his deep cleavage.

The old man was initially unhappy that someone had called out to him, but once he turned to look at Gu Suihan, he couldn’t tear his eyes away. The annoyed look on his face instantly disappeared and he now looked like a kindly and friendly elderly man. “Miss, you’re so lucky! The person you’re looking for it right in front of you!”

He stared at Gu Suihan’s widened almond-shaped eyes and shocked expression, then glanced down casually at the two mounds that would tremble with every move that Gu Suihan made. He quickly put a stern expression on and said, “My name is Han Heng. Since you wish to make a spiritual weapon, why don’t…we head into one of the rooms here to discuss this matter further?”

“That sounds wonderful. Thank you so much!” Gu Suihan’s expression was filled with excitement and gratefulness.

“Young lady, come with me.” Han Heng rubbed his belly, then pretended to look unbothered as he led Gu Suihan toward one of the rooms.

After they turned several corners, they finally entered a room.

But while one’s face was filled with a burning greedy desire, the other one had a youthful and sweet face, and a oddly frosty smile.

“Young lady, what sort of spiritual weapon are you hoping to make?” asked Han Heng as he got Gu Suihan to sit down and poured out two cups of tea. His expression didn’t flinch even as he waved his hand to activate the formations inside the room with a gleefulness in his heart.

“Elder…I wonder if you’ve activated the formations yet?”

“They’ve been acti…” Han Heng almost let slip the truth before staring in shock at the pretty young lady in front of him.

“Who…who in the world are you?!” Han Heng’s eyes widened in horror as he watched the body and clothes of the person in front of him begin to transform.

The thin chiffon dress slowly turned into an all-black embroidered robe. The young lady grew taller and her features slowly sharpened and that mysterious red spider lily appeared between her eyebrows.

A gentle voice suddenly resounded in the room, “Elder! It’s been such a long time!”