FIMA Ch159: Who Eats

“Hahaha… Deng Huan, the person you’re interested in seems to already have a lover. Look, he’s even drawn his sword…” The pale-faced man from the Corpse Refining Sect mocked the pink-clad man from the Hehuan Sect.

The pink-clad man, Deng Huan, was not angry.

Instead, he smiled flirtatiously at Gu Siyuan, “Oh, you’ve drawn your sword. I just noticed that you also look very much to my taste. How about you become my plaything too? Look at those strong, slender hands holding the sword, I really want to chop them off and keep them as a collection…”

A faint smile appeared on Gu Siyuan’s usually stern face, “Alright.”

The pink-clad man Deng Huan was pleasantly surprised, “Really…”

Xie Xueyi snorted and angrily cursed, “Dream on, you filthy scum. You think you deserve it?”

Deng Huan’s face instantly darkened, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, “Pretty boy, it seems you need to be taught how to speak. Let me teach you.”

As he finished speaking, a pure white sword aura flashed in his hand.

Deng Huan also used a sword, but unlike other cultivators who stored their weapons in storage rings, he used a soft sword, usually worn as an ornament on his belt, drawn out in battle.

The soft sword was light and agile, seemingly casual but full of killing intent. The sword light shot rapidly from the tip of the sword.

Gu Siyuan threw Xie Xueyi to the side and then lightly tapped his toe, his body shooting forward like an arrow.

From the onlookers’ perspective, it seemed as if he had gone mad, seeking death by intentionally meeting the fierce sword light head-on.

However, just as the two figures were about to collide, and everyone was about to cover their eyes to avoid the bloody scene,

Gu Siyuan’s figure moved with unbelievable speed, like a gliding eagle, his body slanting to easily avoid the sword light without touching a single leaf.

Then, they could vaguely see his sword flash, a star-like sword light a hundred times brighter than Deng Huan’s, flashing through the air.

Perhaps the star light was too bright.

For a moment, everyone felt as if the world had disappeared, swallowed by endless darkness, with only that extremely bright star light in their vision and minds.

It tore through the darkness, sharp and relentless.

It came swiftly and vanished just as quickly, like a dream.

In the blink of an eye, Gu Siyuan had already passed by Deng Huan, his tall, slender figure standing still with his back to them, blood dripping from the tip of his silver sword.

“Ah… Ah…” Deng Huan suddenly screamed in pain.

Simultaneously, he pressed his right hand hard on his left arm, veins popping on his face.

But this movement completely shattered the almost still scene.

Everyone then noticed that his left arm had separated from his shoulder, the cut smooth and clean, blood spurting from the bone-revealing wound, staining the surrounding land and the onlookers.

A young girl couldn’t help but touch her nose, her fingertip coming away red, the blood splattered from the severed arm: “Blood, it’s blood…”

While everyone was still in shock, Gu Siyuan flicked his sword, the blade clean as new, as if nothing had happened.

He turned slowly, looking at the pale-faced Deng Huan, and said unhurriedly, “I promised you a hand to collect, and here it is. I hope you’re satisfied.”

“You…” Deng Huan opened his mouth, but the searing pain from his severed arm left him speechless.

Gu Siyuan’s indifferent, dismissive demeanor completely stunned the onlookers.

So fierce, so cold.

This man was extremely fierce and extremely cold…

When the demonic trio fought Yin Xiaojue, Zhao Tianzong, and Ji Jinghuan earlier, they only repelled them, causing some injuries but not being ruthless.

But Gu Siyuan was not only an exceptional swordsman but also ruthless, severing the pink-clad man’s arm without a word.

When did the righteous path produce such a demon!

Thinking about having to compete with such a ruthless person in the secret realm, they couldn’t help but shudder.

Meanwhile, Xie Xueyi looked at Gu Siyuan with admiration and excitement, jumping up and shouting, “Brother, you’re amazing, so cool.”

Gu Siyuan’s lips curled slightly, about to walk back.

At this moment, two young men blocked his path.

They were none other than the other two demonic heirs who had come with Deng Huan, the imposing black-clad demon sect young master Yu Haofeng, and the pale-faced Corpse Refining Sect senior brother Zhu Buming.

Yu Haofeng’s expression was extremely stern, staring intently at him, “You are Gu Siyuan? You think you can just leave?”

Gu Siyuan glanced at their faces and said casually, “Let’s end this quickly. Both of you, come at me together.”

The pale-faced Zhu Buming angrily shouted, “Such an arrogant guy.”

Gu Siyuan’s expression remained unchanged. He looked at Zhu Buming and slightly parted his thin lips, “So, what do you like to collect? Hands, legs, or heads?”

Zhu Buming thought of what had just happened to Deng Huan, his face alternating between pale and green. After hesitating for a long time, he ultimately did not speak.

“Hahaha… Hahaha… Interesting, interesting!” The demonic sect’s young master, Yu Haofeng, suddenly laughed, his laughter harsh and fierce.

Zhu Buming looked at him in astonishment.

Gu Siyuan, however, remained indifferent, his expression as calm as ancient water in a well, undisturbed by anyone.

Soon, Yu Haofeng seemed to have laughed enough. His eyes locked onto Gu Siyuan, and a murderous aura surged from him, pressing down so heavily that those with lower cultivation could hardly straighten their backs.

Everyone quickly activated their spiritual power and retreated several steps.

These two stars of calamity were about to fight. They couldn’t afford to provoke them, but they could avoid them.

“Hmph, it’s the first time I’ve seen someone boast so shamelessly in front of me. The secret realm is about to open, and there’s no need for us to fight to the death, giving those idiots an advantage. I’ll give you a chance. If you can take one palm strike from me without retreating, we’ll call it off for now.”

Yu Haofeng’s unquestionable words had just fallen.

“Sky-flipping Palm!” His gloved hands shot up like a tiger pouncing on its prey, straight towards Gu Siyuan.

For a moment, sand and stones flew, and the sky darkened with clouds.

Compared to Deng Huan’s previous sword strike, this was much stronger.

Gu Siyuan, however, remained standing, not even raising an eyebrow, as if this wasn’t a fierce divine palm that could split the sky but merely a summer breeze brushing the hills.

He sheathed his long sword and also raised a palm in response.

“Star-plucking Hand!”

As Gu Siyuan struck, countless starlights gathered before him, forming a gigantic star-lit hand in the air, reaching forward majestically.

The two palm strikes collided directly.

Yu Haofeng’s face changed drastically, feeling as if the star-lit hand carried the power of the entire starry sky, crushing down on him. He had to muster all his spiritual power to resist.

The aftermath of their clash unleashed a destructive force, tearing up the ground, sending mud flying, and breaking plants. The once picturesque purple bamboo forest was utterly destroyed.

After a violent storm.

A black figure rapidly retreated, stumbling several steps before stabilizing on the ground, then clutching his chest and spitting out a large mouthful of blood, mixed with some internal organ fragments.

“Yu Haofeng!”

The pale-faced Zhu Buming from the Corpse Refining Sect rushed over in shock.

At that moment, light footsteps passed by.

Zhu Buming trembled and slowly raised his head.

Gu Siyuan’s blue sword robes fluttered in the wind. His eyes casually glanced at the half-kneeling Yu Haofeng, “As you said, one strike has passed. Let’s leave it at that.”

Zhu Buming’s eyes widened, unsure of what to think.

All their boasting had been completely returned by this man with a result so fierce it could be called brutal, without moving an inch.

…How could there be such a terrifying person?

Zhu Buming shivered, fearing that this man would continue to trouble him. His strength was only on par with Deng Huan and far below Yu Haofeng. If he lost an arm or leg, it would be too tragic.

But Gu Siyuan seemed uninterested in him, never stopping his steps, calmly walking towards the loudly cheering Xie Xueyi.

Xie Xueyi pounced like a little lion, “Haha, brother, you’re amazing. These people trying to act tough without considering who they’re up against is hilarious!”

Gu Siyuan’s lips curled slightly. He raised his hand and gently pinched Xie Xueyi’s cheek, “Just some boring fights.”

Xie Xueyi’s eyes turned, and he nodded with a smile, “True. If those guys had any sense, a gentle and kind person like you wouldn’t have fought them. It’s all their fault.”

Gu Siyuan nodded seriously, “Indeed, I hate fighting the most.”

Gu Siyuan’s calm and even twisted logic made Yu Haofeng, who had been defeated, even angrier, causing him to spit out another mouthful of blood.

“Haofeng…” Zhu Buming nervously fed him a pill.

But more shocked than the unfamiliar demonic trio were Yin Xiaojue of the Mingguang Immortal Sect, Zhao Tianzong of the Chaotian Immortal Sect, and others, their faces burning with embarrassment.

They had just been helplessly beaten by the demonic Yu Haofeng and Deng Huan, while Gu Siyuan could defeat them both in one move. Didn’t this show the gap between them and Gu Siyuan…

Ridiculous, utterly ridiculous. They had even boasted in front of Gu Siyuan before?

Gu Siyuan, the senior brother of the Taixuan Immortal Sect, not only lived up to his title but was even stronger than imagined.

Zhao Tianzong couldn’t help but complain to Ji Jinghuan, “Ji Jinghuan, did you really just arrive late for the Five Mountains Competition, or was it on purpose…”

“What are you saying!” Ji Jinghuan roared angrily, his face turning red.

“Nothing…nothing.” Zhao Tianzong quickly turned away.

Though Ji Jinghuan couldn’t compare to Gu Siyuan, he was still stronger than Zhao Tianzong. Having just offended Gu Siyuan, there was no need to offend Ji Jinghuan now.

However, Ji Jinghuan was far from happy.

He felt the eyes on him from all directions—eyes filled with suspicion, regret, even disdain—and his heart sank completely.

Why? Why did Gu Siyuan have to show off at this moment?

Why did Gu Siyuan seem even more formidable these past few months compared to before in front of the Cultivation Pavilion? How had he progressed so quickly all of a sudden?

Why did he deliberately make me lose face so thoroughly?

…Damn it!

In mid-air, the Nascent Soul elders of the three sects looked at the Master of Baiqing Mountain and sighed, “Your Taixuan Immortal Sect is really something, hiding such a good seedling.”

The Master of Baiqing Mountain smiled helplessly, “Siyuan has been focused on cultivation, rarely going down the mountain, and he dislikes disputes.”

“But, it’s fortunate we have him. Our righteous path’s face has been saved by him alone. Who would have thought the demonic path would produce such good seedlings?”

“The demonic path has ambitions like wolves… Once the secret realm closes, the world will likely descend into chaos. Let’s hope these youngsters gain something worthwhile…”

As they spoke, they glanced at a nearby black cloud, where three figures stood — the Nascent Soul elders of the three demonic sects.

All three of them looked extremely displeased.

With such a powerful prodigy emerging from the righteous path, most of the resources in the secret realm would undoubtedly be taken by them. This wasn’t part of the plan…

Just then, a seven-colored rainbow halo slowly appeared in the sky.

Everyone’s eyes lit up.

“The time has come, the entrance to the secret realm has appeared.”

“Let’s go in.”

“Hurry!”

Gu Siyuan and Xie Xueyi’s entry point in the secret realm was quite favorable — a vast forest meadow.

Seeing Gu Siyuan’s face, everyone else who landed nearby immediately fled at high speed.

Outside the secret realm, with so many people watching, everyone would still hold back a bit in their actions.

But once inside, killing and robbing, destroying bodies and erasing traces became the norm. With Gu Siyuan’s fierce and brutal methods just now, no one dared to risk their lives to test his conscience.

Xie Xueyi watched the retreating figures and couldn’t help but laugh, “Brother, you’re like a great demon king now, scaring everyone away like rabbits seeing a hawk.”

Gu Siyuan felt the abundant spiritual energy within the secret realm, sensing that his spiritual power had been cleansed, enhancing his cultivation once again.

Hearing Xie Xueyi’s words, he responded with interest, “If I’m the hawk and they’re the rabbits, what are you? Aren’t you afraid, being alone with me?”

Xie Xueyi was delighted that Gu Siyuan was now willing to engage in playful banter.

He smiled brightly, “I’m a lion, the king of the forest. I’m not afraid of you. I’ll bite you, the king of the sky, and drag you back to my lair to be my little wife.”

Gu Siyuan, seeing the confident sparkle in his eyes, couldn’t resist lifting his hand to pinch his chin, “All along, Junior Brother Xie, you seem to have a big misunderstanding about me.”

Xie Xueyi blinked, “What?”

Gu Siyuan exerted a little force, pulling him closer, and said in a low voice, “In the world of hawks, a little lion as tender as you is the one who gets eaten.”

“…” Xie Xueyi.

Feeling the close breath and the magnetic voice, Xie Xueyi’s ears turned crimson.

But, what…what does this mean?

Was his little wife planning to rebel?

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