Questioning Heaven, Desiring the Way - Chapter 97

Before long, only Mo Yuluo was left in the yard. After Fang Suyu and Wang Aolin left, a smug smile spread across her already charming face.

She hadn’t meant what she had said earlier, not even a little. She was just trying to find a reason not to fight Gu Suihan. She didn’t think Gu Suihan’s previous level of cultivation only stopped at Origin Core. He could have been at Nascent Change for all anyone knew. So, to play it safe, Mo Yuluo decided not to risk her life at this juncture. It was better to leave someone like that to the Sect Leader.

“These old fellows are really tight-lipped,” she murmured as her watery eyes flickered. She had a conflicted look in her eyes as she looked outside her yard.

Until now, they still had no idea which one of them would become a vessel for the Peak Leaders to take over. They only knew that Xiexin zhenren was definitely going to take over Li Rong’s body. The rest was anybody’s guess.

Woong!

A loud ringing noise filled the air, shocking the disciples who were cultivating in their own rooms and nearly causing them to injure themselves. The soundproof formations they had set up in their rooms were unable to keep this ringing noise out.

“shit!”

“Who’s behind this noise?”

“Argh! What a devious fellow!”

Cursing and swearing could be heard from inside the rooms. The disciples walked out one after another with nasty expressions on their faces as they searched for where that ringing noise was coming from.

“That’s the flying ship?” One of the disciples paled in horror when he saw the huge thing in the sky.

The other disciples around him looked up as well and gasped when they spotted the shadow approaching them.

The flying ship had a similar design to a naval vessel, except that it was much larger. It was nearly a kilometer in length and looked like a sleeping beast. The ship walls were covered in little holes that resembled the entrances to ant nests. One could spot crossbows waiting to be fired sitting in those little holes.

The body of the ship was covered in mysterious runes. A brilliant glow kept rippling through the runes as the ship moved.

A greenish mist swirled around the bottom of the ship, quietly enabling the ship to float and move through the air.

“That wasn’t quite what I expected,” murmured Gu Suihan after observing the ship for some time. A look of disdain flashed quickly in his eyes.

To him, this thing looked powerful and scary, but it was only enough to frighten low-level cultivators like these Foundation Establishment Seven Kill Sect disciples.

If a few cultivators at Origin Core joined hands, this entire thing would definitely fall apart in less than six hours.

Also, the rare materials used to make this thing were wasted upon this…thing.

Gu Suihan stared hard at the gigantic vessel and was shocked to find that it was actually made from one whole 10,000-year green jade tree.

That was such a terrible waste of that tree. A 10,000-year green jade tree that could reach this size must have been equivalent to a powerful demon during its lifetime. If someone as knowledgeable as Gu Suihan had been the one who discovered this tree, he would have used it much more wisely than this. He would never have turned it into this flying ship.

This huge tree could have been made into a Dao-level weapon. This was something that could suppress Qi. Who in the world would use it for something as simplistic as a mode of transportation?

“What a fucking waste,” cursed Gu Suihan as he spat on the ground after staring at the flying ship. His face was filled with contempt for it.

“what the .... is going on? Fenglin probably has access to better resources than the Seven Kill Sect. That’s the only reason why they would waste something as valuable as this tree.” Gu Suihan narrowed his eyes and started coveting this tree.

He had already asked around and found out that during the early stages, these cultivators in the Way of Martial Arts required spiritual herbs that could replenish their Qi and blood or herbs that could strengthen their muscles and bones, which meant that they didn’t really need any of these rare and valuable natural treasures.

In the later stages, they required Vow Power to maintain their cultivation level, so they didn’t need such treasures either.

Cultivators in the Way, however, could find a use for any spiritual item and used everything to its maximum. They were like locusts raiding a field, leaving nothing behind in their wake.

“Once I’m done with this inter-sect competition, I’ll come back here.” Gu Suihan’s eyes burned with a greedy desire.

“Brother Gu, let’s go. We need to gather inside the flying ship,” Li Rong’s voice came from outside his door.

“Got it. I’ll be there in a moment,” replied Gu Suihan. The greedy gleam in his eye disappeared, and he looked as indifferent and unbothered as he always did again.

He wiped out any traces of his presence, then stood in the yard and looked at the well in front of him with a sinister look on his face. “I’ll give you a little present first and plant a few seeds. I hope you’ll be able to hold up until I return to reap the harvest.”

His storage ring flickered, and a dark green pill that smelled like blood appeared in his palm. He crushed the pill into powder and flung it into the well. He then looked intently at the palace before flying toward the flying ship.

“You must be some big shot within the Seven Kill Sect, huh? You’ve made so many of us wait for YOU,” snapped a shrill voice immediately after Gu Suihan landed.

“Whether he’s a big shot or not is not up to you to decide,” said Mo Yuluo with a scoff as she walked out from the crowd of disciples and glanced at Gu Suihan.

“Who’s she?” Gu Suihan glanced at the woman who sneered at him and noticed that she was dressed in royal robes. The fabric was printed with intricate floral patterns, and the gold and silver threads shone brightly in the light. Her curvaceous figure and fair skin made her seem very attractive, but she did not seem as attractive after one caught sight of her aggressive and nasty-looking face.

Mo Yuluo rolled her eyes and chuckled. “I heard she’s the 17th princess or something. Her name is Lv Yueran.”

“Her aptitude is just slightly above average; she has a childish mindset, insufficient experience, terrible upbringing, and also stupid. Based on her facial features, she’s ruthless, heartless, hard on others, and malicious. She’s probably never coming back alive,” said Gu Suihan flippantly as he shook his head after just glancing at Lv Yueran. He didn’t seem to care that she was a princess.

“You! You’re…you must be tired of living!” Lv Yueran’s expression suddenly turned nasty, and her shrill voice made everyone frown.

Gu Suihan smiled and took a step forward as he said very solemnly, “I don’t know who sent you out here to challenge me, but I need you to realize that I have no qualms about finishing you off right now. If you aren’t capable enough, then don’t pick up the bad habit of challenging others like that. If you’re not careful, you’re going to be the one who ends up dead.”

He ignored Lv Yueran’s pale and terrified expression and quietly scanned the rest of the martial cultivators. He snorted disdainfully at them as though he were mocking them for being such useless bums. How could they have sent a young and rash lady like that to challenge him?

“Which area is for the Seven Kill Sect disciples?” Gu Suihan turned to ask one of the servants on board.

“It’s…” The servant looked at the group of martial cultivators like he was in a very difficult position. He seemed to be scared to speak and couldn’t get any words out of his mouth.

Gu Suihan started to lose patience. The countless attempts by these worthless fellows to challenge him was stirring back up the murderous streak in him again. He grabbed hold of the servant by the neck, lifted him off the floor, and walked to the edge of the ship before saying emotionlessly, “You have three seconds. Spit it out or die.”

“Young man, you’ve gone overboard!” an elderly voice rang out from behind the martial cultivators. A black figure suddenly rose from nowhere to attack Gu Suihan.

“I’ve gone overboard?” Gu Suihan didn’t seem bothered by the oncoming attack and merely scoffed. “Listen up. If that old geezer weren’t still alive, Fenglin would have been destroyed long ago. I’d advise you not to think too highly of yourselves.”

After saying that, he released his grip around the servant’s neck, effectively dropping the man from a height of at least 3,000 meters, the servant’s screams slowly fading into silence. He then exerted force on his feet, making his body turn around with a start to blast all the violent Qi in his body toward the person attacking him. Questioning Heaven shot three inches out of its sheath. The sound of vengeful spirits howling filled the air as Gu Suihan drew his sword.

The immense amount of sword Qi was like a tornado that could break through everything in its way. The cruel blade of the sword vibrated loudly, counterattacking with a loud ring.

Gu Suihan’s chiseled face exuded sinister, murderous Qi. “Old man, martial cultivators are no longer as powerful as they used to be. The Way of Martial Arts is destined to keep declining. And you are still dreaming of restoring it to its former glory?”

“Why, you!” The man roared angrily. He immediately stopped in his footsteps when he realized how fiercely Gu Suihan was fighting back.

“If the needs of cultivators in the Way of Martial Arts did not differ from the cultivators in the Truth, did you think we would have allowed people like yourself to stay alive?” Gu Suihan continued moving forward, his sword now barely ten meters from his opponent.

“The martial cultivators will definitely take over the world!” bellowed the old man furiously as he increased the amount of blood and Qi within his iron-like fists by threefold. He was like an enraged gorilla. His overwhelming blood and Qi burst forth from his body, creating the faint illusion of a ferocious beast behind him.

“Take over the world? For as long as cultivators of the Truth exist, martial cultivators will only remain on the losing end,” said Gu Suihan with a snort. His sword was now only a meter away from his opponent.

“What are the rest of you waiting for? If you don’t want this nonsense to keep happening on our way there, we’ve got to make sure these martial cultivators stop being so arrogant. It’ll be so irritating to have them stir up trouble and challenge us every single day,” Gu Suihan suddenly turned and yelled at the rest of the Seven Kill Sect disciples who were just watching by the side.

“He’s right. If these losers keep making trouble for us every day, there’s no way any of us will be able to quieten our hearts and focus on cultivating. If we exhaust ourselves over fighting these people, we will lose out in the end. We will have trouble explaining things to the Sect Leader, and we’ll embarrass fellow cultivators of the Truth,” said Mo Yuluo in a grim voice. She raised her hands to form a hand seal, then thrust it toward her opponents.