Gu Changyuan Who Penetrated the Curse

Men Fusheng looked up at Xie Yunjie, his eyes full of gratitude.

He could clearly feel that the last trace of turbid nether energy in his body had completely dissipated.

"Thank you for your help, Your Excellency."

He stood up and bowed deeply.

The demonic aura surrounding Xie Yunjie completely faded, and he returned to his gentle and refined scholar appearance, clasping his fists in return:

"You're too polite."

Pausing for a moment, he smiled faintly:

"It just so happens that my Master is also here. Why don't you come up with me and be our guest for a while?"

Hearing this, a look of shock instantly appeared on Men Fusheng's face.

Master?

The Master of the ten Demon Ancestors of the Heavenly Demon Sect?

He had been visiting the Heavenly Demon Sect for the past few years, but he had never seen their Master.

He had also heard some rumors—that mysterious Master seemed to have never shown his face to the world.

No demon had ever seen his true appearance, and no one knew his actual cultivation base.

To be able to nurture ten top-tier Demon Ancestors and establish such a terrifying Heavenly Demon Sect, this Master's strength was absolutely unfathomable.

Men Fusheng had originally planned to leave as soon as his business was finished.

But at this moment, he hesitated.

After a moment, he nodded:

"Then... I will impose on you."

Xie Yunjie gestured with his right hand:

"Please."

......

The top floor of the main coffin.

Gu Changyuan's gaze fell on the gradually dissipating aftermath of the battle, and he nodded in satisfaction.

Men Fusheng's strength was indeed quite good.

Especially the phantom legion summoned by the Night Parade of a Hundred Demons, which could come in handy on many occasions.

Soon, Xie Yunjie brought Men Fusheng to the top floor, arriving before Gu Changyuan.

With a gentle smile on his face, Gu Changyuan took the initiative to speak:

"Nice to meet you. My name is Gu Changyuan, their Master."

Men Fusheng looked up and saw that the man before him did not exude the slightest bit of demonic aura; he was clearly a human cultivator.

But no matter how he tried to sense it, he could not see through the other party's depth.

He only felt that the other party was as deep as a vast ocean, terrifying to the extreme.

Men Fusheng's heart chilled with awe, and he immediately bowed in greeting:

"Junior Men Fusheng greets Senior."

No matter what, the other party was the Master of the ten Demon Ancestors. Calling him Senior was by no means an overstatement.

Gu Changyuan nodded:

"Your battle just now was very good."

Men Fusheng hurriedly said:

"Thank you for the praise, Senior.

Compared to the disciples Senior has taught, this junior's meager skills are truly not worth mentioning."

Gu Changyuan smiled faintly and spoke directly:

"I know all about your situation.

I also acknowledge your strength.

Therefore, I would like to invite you once again to join the Heavenly Demon Sect and take up the position of an Elder."

Hearing this, Men Fusheng immediately felt conflicted.

Just as he was about to carefully word his refusal, Gu Changyuan's voice slowly sounded again:

"Of course, I know you have your difficulties."

He paused, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly:

"But if I said that I could help you break the curse on your Dao companion, would your answer be different?"

Hearing these words, Men Fusheng's entire body trembled, his pupils shrank sharply, and his voice could not help but quiver.

He widened his eyes and looked at the smiling man in front of him, his heart suddenly skipping a beat.

Break the curse?

The curse that he had tried countless methods, begged countless people, and spent countless resources to solve, all to no avail?

"Do you... do you really have a way?!"

Gu Changyuan nodded, his tone casual but filled with certainty:

"Although I haven't seen it, in the Nine Heavens Realm, there shouldn't be a curse I can't solve."

He was not boasting.

During that millennium in the Ruins of Disorder, he had once been struck by the death curse of a powerful expert.

For those nearly eighty years, he not only had to guard against surrounding enemies but also endure the agony of the curse acting up.

Every outbreak was like ten thousand ants biting at his heart, making him wish for death.

But it was precisely those eighty years of torment that gave him a profound understanding and comprehension of the system of curses.

Later, he successfully broke that curse.

In his eyes, that curse ranked first in his entire cultivation career.

And for any curse below that level, there was none he couldn't see through and none he couldn't break.

At this moment, Men Fusheng's heart was incomparably agitated, like surging waves.

But he desperately suppressed it to prevent himself from losing composure.

A moment later, he took a deep breath and knelt on one knee:

"If you can cure my lover's curse, I am willing to join the Heavenly Demon Sect and serve it with utmost devotion. Even if it costs my life, I will not hesitate."

Gu Changyuan did not hesitate at all and walked to his side.

"Lead the way."

Men Fusheng blanked for a moment, then kowtowed heavily:

"Yes!"

He got up and led Gu Changyuan away from the top floor.

The remaining disciples watched their Master's figure disappear at the end of their line of sight.

Xie Yunjie turned around and came before Jun Mukong and Jun Anshi, a gentle smile on his face:

"Xiao Kong and Xiao Shi, how was your senior brother's battle just now?"

Hearing this, their eyes instantly lit up!

Jun Mukong nodded repeatedly:

"Too strong!!!"

Jun Anshi's eyes were also filled with excitement. They had never seen a battle between experts before, and experiencing it firsthand now left them feeling incredibly shocked.

"Senior Brother! Will we be able to be like you in the future? Can we also be that strong?"

Xie Yunjie looked at the light in the eyes of his little junior brother and sister, and couldn't help but laugh.

He reached out and gently patted their shoulders:

"Of course you can."

He paused, his gaze turning serious:

"With your talent, your future strength will definitely be extraordinary. You might even surpass me."

......

Gu Changyuan followed Men Fusheng all the way north.

The two crossed one wasteland after another, eventually arriving before a gloomy forest.

The forest was filled with towering ancient trees whose branches and leaves blotted out the sky. Sunlight could hardly penetrate, with only a few scattered rays managing to slip through the gaps in the leaves, casting mottled shadows on the ground.

A faint mist permeated the woods. The mist was gray, carrying a vague, chilling aura.

The moment he entered the forest, Gu Changyuan sensed it—

In the shadows, countless phantoms were lurking.

Those phantoms hid behind trees, within the mist, and beneath the ground, densely packed and innumerable.

The entire forest was occupied by phantoms.

Or rather, occupied by a formation.

Gu Changyuan's gaze flickered slightly, and he quickly saw through the background of this forest—Men Fusheng had used his own Nether Ghost bloodline as a foundation to lay down a massive phantom formation in this forest.

This formation not only turned the entire forest into his territory but was also meant to protect the most important person deep within.

Even if a Tribulation Transcendence Realm cultivator stepped into this place, without Men Fusheng's guidance, they would be torn to shreds by these endless phantoms.

As the two ventured deeper, the number of phantoms increased, and their strength grew higher.

But with Men Fusheng leading the way, the phantoms sensed their master's aura and retreated one after another; not a single one dared to approach.

The two arrived before a hidden cave.

The cave entrance was not large, only wide enough for two people to enter side by side. Men Fusheng did not hesitate at all and walked straight in.

Gu Changyuan followed closely behind.

The cave was deep and winding, extending all the way downward.

The stone walls on both sides were engraved with dense runes that emitted a faint, gloomy light, clearly another layer of protection laid down by Men Fusheng.

Before long, the path ahead suddenly opened up.