Chapter 188: Chapter 187: Yang Spirit Grandmaster Qiong Yu Shangren

“When that guy named Chen was spewing nonsense earlier, why didn’t you step in to stop him? Now that his foul mouth has been punished by me, you jump out pretending to be the good guy…”

“As a True Disciple, you’re targeting me, a newcomer disciple, isn’t that shameful to spread around?”

Chu He’s smile froze on his face, his expression suddenly turned cold and somewhat unpleasant.

As a True Disciple, no one had ever dared speak to him this way, especially in front of so many people, being pointed at and scolded by Gu Yuan made him enraged, stirring up murderous intent!

Murong Wushuang remained calm and indifferent as always, quietly watching everything unfold, though his gaze towards Gu Yuan carried a hint of peculiarity.

Seeing Chu He’s reaction, Gu Yuan instead laughed: “Alright, I won’t say much more. Otherwise, some might feel too provoked and get anxious!”

Saying this, Gu Yuan didn’t care about the crowd’s reactions, merging with his Sword Light, he voluntarily left the suspended Dragon Boat, descending downwards.

Then, he headed towards the Jade Bright Immortal Pavilion ahead.

Gu Yuan was naturally aware; he had some confidence in dealing with Liu Xinjun and Chen Chong, these Inner Sect Disciples, but facing Chu He, a True Disciple, he truly wasn’t their match.

It’s not about lacking confidence but about the significant difference between the two.

Chu He’s cultivation had already reached Great Perfection in the Celestial Human Realm, currently refining True Qi and nurturing Divine Power Seed, preparing for Core Formation.

Such a character, whether in terms of cultivation, divine techniques, or magical battle experience, stood out above others. Few in the same rank could compare.

Estimate a typical Golden Core Great Cultivator, unless having Upper Grade Pill Formation, would not be Chu He’s match.

As for Gu Yuan, although his Swordsmanship was superb, how long had he been cultivating? How many Divine Techniques had he cultivated?

Merely in cultivation, he was significantly inferior to the other.

Engaging with such a person would only lead to self-suffering; Gu Yuan would have to have lost his mind to do such a thing.

When Gu Yuan arrived at the city gate of Qiongming Market, two people blocked his way.

“What do you mean by this, you two?”

Gu Yuan was puzzled.

Both were Celestial Human Realm Cultivators, and seeing Gu Yuan’s descent from the suspended Dragon Boat earlier, they knew Gu Yuan had substantial origins. One of them politely said, “Don’t misunderstand, Fellow Daoist. My surname is Wang, and I am the steward of this Qiongming Market. Seeing Fellow Daoist’s appearance, you should be here for the first time, right?”

Gu Yuan nodded:

“So it’s Fellow Daoist Wang, I am Gu Yuan from Medicine King Mountain, indeed my first visit.”

Saying that, he took out an Identity Jade Token, adorned with the vivid pattern of a Three-legged Bronze Furnace, seemingly with flames and smoke flowing inside.

“Gu Yuan?”

The two exchanged glances, somewhat surprised: “So it’s Fellow Daoist Gu?! Truly a privilege, a privilege!”

“Since you’re a distinguished member of Medicine King Mountain, please proceed…”

Seeing their reaction, Gu Yuan was instead surprised.

Is my reputation really that large? How come I didn’t know?

Gu Yuan doubted: “Have you two heard of me?”

One of them laughed: “Fellow Daoist Gu’s name has been loud and clear recently; how could we not know? Fellow Daoist might not be aware, but many already consider you a future Li Changsheng, Ji Canghai, Shen Yuming, Wang Zhu, and the like.”

“I dare not, I dare not.”

Gu Yuan repeatedly shook his head:

“Just some hollow fame, making both of you laugh.”

He naturally knew his level; in the future, it is better to keep a low profile.

While speaking, Gu Yuan subtly observed the two.

Although they were Celestial Human Realm Cultivators, their aura wasn’t pure, rather quite mixed, and the glow from their Magical Artifacts wasn’t bright.

Any Inner Sect Disciple from Medicine King Mountain would be much stronger.

Therefore, they were likely just ordinary Loose Cultivators.

Having exchanged few courtesies and seeing Gu Yuan’s peaceful and humble demeanor, without the arrogance typical of a Major Sect Disciple, seeming approachable, one of them kindly reminded:

“Since it’s your first time here, let me offer a piece of advice. Qiongming Market has many rules; Fellow Daoist best pay attention and don’t violate them. Otherwise, despite your identity, it could still be troublesome.”

His words were somewhat discreet; some self-conceited individuals might feel offended hearing them, but Gu Yuan understood his intentions, politely thanked:

“Thank you for the reminder, I understand.”

Qiongming Market was established thousands of years ago, with its master known the Jade Bright Spiritual Lord, a Yang Spirit master.

Moreover, this Jade Bright Spiritual Lord wasn’t of the Human Race but belonged to the Demon Race.

Precisely what background, few know.

With the Jade Bright Spiritual Lord overseeing, naturally no fool would dare cause trouble.

The rules set by this person, of course, no one dared disobey.

Additionally, Qiongming Market constantly absorbed and gathered vast resources like Spirit Pills, Spirit Medicines, Magical Artifacts, Daoist Scriptures from various states of the Southern Border, deemed a massive chunk of meat that could even entice a Primordial Spirit True Immortal.

Thus, this Immortal Pavilion obviously couldn’t be so simple.

On the surface, the master of this Immortal Pavilion was the Jade Bright Spiritual Lord, but in reality, it also had shares from Medicine King Mountain, Star River Sword Sect, Gu God Sect, and other powerful figures.

Each year, Medicine King Mountain earned numerous resources through its industry in this Immortal Pavilion, used for its own cultivation needs. Without this Market, the regular provision of various resources for its disciples would shrink by nearly half.

Strictly speaking, Medicine King Mountain was also a “shareholder” here.

As for the Jade Bright Spiritual Lord, he was just the visible “big boss.”

And the rules of Qiongming Market were jointly formulated and acknowledged by the many “shareholders.”

Although Gu Yuan was a Medicine King Mountain disciple, he must adhere to the rules here, merely enjoying certain conveniences.

“Normally, a first-time visitor would need to spend ten Spirit Stones to buy a credential to live in the city. But with your identity, Fellow Daoist, there’s no need. When examined, just show your Sect Jade Token,”

the steward Wang kindly reminded.

Of course, Gu Yuan expressed his gratitude repeatedly and then entered the city.

The street of Qiongming Immortal Pavilion was far wider than the humble Beiliang City.

Even the passersby seen here were overwhelmingly cultivators, with Martial Masters and Innate Martial Masters casually meeting one’s line of sight.

Even encountering Celestial Human Realm Cultivators was not uncommon.

Encountering these was noteworthy enough, still, Gu Yuan would occasionally spot demons with wolf heads or flaunting fluffy fox ears passing by.

These demons were enveloped in dense Demon Qi, and ordinary people outside would avoid them or shout to eliminate demons, yet here in the Immortal Pavilion, they leisurely and openly strolled the streets.

When Gu Yuan stared at them, they merely glared harshly back without much regard.

On the contrary, the passersby on the streets found this usual, without feeling peculiar.

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