I Seek Immortality Through Serendipity

Amidst the floating clouds, there was a dead silence.

Everyone was speechless, staring blankly at the scene before them.

An eight-hundred-year-old Great Demon, comparable to a mid-stage Golden Core, had fallen just like that?

”Th-this this...”

Wu Taiqing’s voice was somewhat stammering, his words incoherent.

Although he knew that Gu Yuan was formidable, having made a great name for himself in the internal strife of the Thousand Waves Sect, rumors were still just rumors, not as shocking as seeing it with his own eyes.

The Poison Cloud Python, a mid-stage Great Demon with eight hundred years of cultivation, was cut down by the sword in just a few breaths. If the sword light had been aimed at him, what would the outcome have been?

At this thought, cold sweat trickled down Wu Taiqing’s back, and he felt a sense of awe and fear towards Gu Yuan.

Just as everyone was in shock, a Thunder Escape Light sped over, landing on the floating clouds, right in front of the Cyan-Horned Strongman.

”Spare me, Sword Immortal!”

”Spare me, Sword Immortal!”

The Cyan-Horned Strongman was stunned when he saw the Poison Cloud Python fall in an instant, struck speechless. Now seeing the escape light racing in, he suddenly realized and, sweating like rain, pleaded for mercy from Gu Yuan, trembling.

Imagine how tremendous the impact of Gu Yuan’s thunderous methods must have been to scare a Great Demon to such an extent.

Gu Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, his large sleeves fluttering, his eyes slightly dim, and his aura somewhat weakened, yet the sword light swirling around him deterred the Cyan-Horned Strongman from making any rash movements.

When he was at the early Golden Core stage, Gu Yuan had the strength to contend with mid-stage Golden Core cultivators, let alone now that he had broken through to the mid-stage Golden Core.

That Poison Cloud Python had the audacity to spy on him with Divine Soul Power, so Gu Yuan mercilessly used the Taiyin Godslaying Seal to grievously injure its Divine Soul, then killed it swiftly and decisively.

As his Divine Soul Power grew stronger, the side effects of the Taiyin Godslaying Seal were diminishing, but he still felt somewhat weakened, though he could manage the situation.

”Why did you suddenly raise the price? What opportunity was that python talking about?”

Thirty-three sword lights spiraled upwards, surrounding the Cyan-Horned Strongman from all directions. The sharp blades made the Cyan-Horned Strongman’s legs tremble, ensuring he dared not hide a single detail:

”Reporting to the Sword Immortal, ten days ago, a treasure light flickered in the east of the Great Marsh. The Poison Cloud Demon Python suspected it was a treasure’s emergence and wished to seize it. But more than one force noticed this treasure, and the python, fearing its strength was insufficient, scoured the surroundings to forge a powerful demon artifact as a trump card.”

”Who would have thought it would encounter the Sword Immortal, deserving such an end!”

The Cyan-Horned Strongman was originally the sworn brother of the Poison Cloud Python, the two demons being the ”Patriarch” and ”Second-in-Command” of Zhenyun Island, managing the island together. Usually, the Cyan-Horned Strongman respectfully called him ”brother.”

But today, seeing Gu Yuan’s might, he immediately changed his tune, referring to the demon python as such.

”Where did the treasure light emerge?”

Gu Yuan frowned slightly and then asked further.

The Cyan-Horned Strongman hurriedly took out a Map, pointing a stout finger to a location on the map: ”Sword Immortal, please look, the treasure light is in this body of water!”

With a sweep of his Divine Thought, Gu Yuan immediately saw that the area the Cyan-Horned Strongman referred to was exactly where his Stone Liquid had seen an opportunity.

He sighed inwardly, realizing that this journey would require some effort and maneuvering once again.

”What other forces have set their sights there, and how strong are they?”

With this thought, Gu Yuan pressed the question further.

Hearing this, the Cyan-Horned Strongman’s heart stirred, and he quickly said, ”This place is still on the outskirts of the Cloud Dream Marsh. There are only three forces capable of vying for this treasure.”

”First is the Island Lord of Turtle Head Island, an Old Turtle with nearly nine hundred years of cultivation. This turtle has an exotic bloodline, capable of controlling waves for miles, extremely formidable, surpassing even the Poison Cloud Demon Python in strength.”

”Second is the Sloppy Daoist of Broken Temple Beach. This person is a Loose Cultivator by origin, who somehow found a way to cultivate a million Erosion Spirit Insects, capable of devouring the Ten Thousand Laws Spiritual Mechanism. Coupled with his own mid-stage Golden Core strength, few dare provoke him in this thousand-mile radius of water.”

”Lastly, there’s Zhenyun Island, but since the demon python has been slain by the Sword Immortal, only two forces remain.”

At this point, the Cyan-Horned Strongman did not hesitate, immediately kneeling with a loud thump and kowtowing to Gu Yuan: ”If the Sword Immortal wishes to seize the treasure, this little demon is willing to serve with all might!”

If it were a Golden Core Cultivator of the Human Race, even if they wished to survive, they might hesitate due to pride and not drop to their knees so shamelessly.

But the Demon Race does not care for such formalities.

Gu Yuan, without a word, entered the island with escape light and instantly killed the Poison Cloud Python. The Cyan-Horned Strongman realized that the person before him acted decisively, clearly not someone to be trifled with.

Even a moment of hesitation would cost his life, wasting hundreds of years of hard cultivation!

”Your bloodline is mixed, your aura impure, your strength weak. How can you serve me?”

Gu Yuan spoke seemingly with a smile.

This was no joke.

With his current strength, bringing along a Great Demon with a mixed aura was far less advantageous than venturing the Great Marsh alone, free to come and go.

”This little demon’s strength is indeed low, but I possess an abnormal technique that can surely aid the Sword Immortal!”

The Cyan-Horned Strongman realized it was the trial of his fate and dared not hide anything, gritting his teeth.

”Oh? What is this abnormal technique?”

Gu Yuan showed a hint of interest.

”This technique is called the Primordial Fate Spirit Technique. This little demon can transform into an Artifact Spirit, amplifying an Artifact, merging with a demon artifact, allowing the Artifact’s power to surge dramatically.”

”Though this little demon’s cultivation is only at the Early Stage of Great Demon, if I give it my all, even a Mid-Stage Great Demon might not withstand a strike.”

”The Cyan Slaughter Arrow on Zhenyun Island is precisely this little demon’s Artifact!”