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As Gu Hu walked along, he noticed a group of people dressed in black standing ahead on the road. Bu Luo seemed uncertain whether they were from the Light Path Classic or not, and he had no idea which faction they belonged to. After all, he was just a seventeen-year-old boy; how many people could he possibly know?
Seeing the group, Gu Hu recalled his earlier conversation with Ling Chanzi and the conclusion they had drawn. Suddenly, he yanked on the reins of his horse, causing his steed to neigh loudly and come to a halt.
Ling Chanzi and Liu Lao Jiu, noticing Gu Hu's sudden stop, also brought their horses to a halt. Liu Lao Jiu looked at Gu Hu in confusion and asked, "Why aren't we moving?"
Gu Hu pointed toward the black-clad figures blocking the road not far ahead and said, "Can't you see those people are blocking our way? They don't look like ordinary bandits who can be easily dismissed. What if someone doesn't want them to see anyone from the Light Path Classic?"
"Huh???"
Liu Lao Jiu initially wanted to mock Gu Hu for his concerns. He thought about saying that even if someone was blocking their path, they could always turn back. However, Gu Hu's question made him pause, filled with surprise and doubt.
The reason the Light Path Classic had risen during the war was not without cause. Ling Chanzi explained to Liu Lao Jiu that their teachings resonated with the aspirations of the lower classes and provided support for those in need. They were known for punishing evil and promoting good, and they readily accepted impoverished individuals. Thus, the Light Path Classic had garnered substantial support among the grassroots level; the stronger the grassroots forces were, the more followers the Light Path Classic would have.
Listening to Ling Chanzi's detailed explanation left Liu Lao Jiu feeling uneasy. It wasn't just about Daoist Sects; there were many small sects seeking protection from the Light Path Classic and spontaneous organizations within the martial world. This situation was truly troubling. Liu Lao Jiu asked, "What should we do?"
Gu Hu took a deep breath, thought for a moment, and slowly uttered a single word before turning his horse's head to block the road.
"Hey, what do you mean by that?" Liu Lao Jiu asked in confusion as he watched Gu Hu. The group of black-clad people was already approaching them.
Gu interrupted Liu Lao Jiu, pointing behind him and urging Liu to turn around and take a look.
Liu Lao Jiu turned back, but he couldn't deny that the people in front of him were not the ones behind him. Those individuals seemed to form three small groups, with two of them exuding a chilling aura. Liu Lao Jiu realized that these must be the people from the Ninth Underworld who had been searching for them earlier.
At this moment, the black-clad figures closest to Gu and his companions rushed forward, brandishing knives and guns. Among them were cultivators as well. The people behind seemed oblivious to Gu and his group as they swept past, engaging in battle with the black-clad attackers.
Gu swung his whip forcefully, leading Liu Lao Jiu and Ling Chanzi forward. He aimed to break through the blockade of black-clad figures without looking back, intent on reaching Great Green Mountain in the distance. The fight behind them had nothing to do with Gu; he just wanted to get to Great Green Mountain quickly before entering the Flowing Cloud Region.
The sounds of combat gradually faded behind them, but Gu knew that the methods and speed of Foundation Practitioners could not be underestimated. He could only ride swiftly, knowing that it would take at least seven days to reach Great Green Mountain's territory, and even longer to enter the mountain itself.
Leng Gucun, Mu Qinglong, and others followed closely behind Gu. They had received news from Liu Xia about the current emperor Liu Jia. In return for this information, Ming Huang Sect would officially settle in Liu Xia Dynasty, becoming the representative of Nine Nether Yellow Spring Path in the World of Mortals.
This small trace of Gu had prompted Daoist Sect to decide to establish a sect in Liu Xia. Many factors must have been calculated long ago; even when Liu Qi was emperor, conversations with Wei Wuyou, a Nine Nether Genius, hinted at this development.
That time, Liu Jia provided a reasonable justification that accelerated Ming Huang Sect's pace in developing within the World of Mortals. Both sides were eager to seize this opportunity for growth.
As Gu disappeared at the end of the road, Zhang Chenglin led his group, trailing behind Gu. Golden Core Stage cultivators could sense their surroundings within a two-mile radius. Gu's horse was not as fast as those flying on magical tools, so they easily fell behind him.
Unbeknownst to Zhang Chenglin and his group, after they had traveled for half an hour, a man dressed in tight-fitting clothes arrived at the recent battlefield. Sensing the stench of blood from the corpses, he began rummaging through them, searching earnestly for something.
This man was Zhuang Zhixian, who had received news early on. Gu had informed Zhuang Zhixian about Jie Donglai's route. In return for helping Gu earlier, Zhuang Zhixian had made a request. Although Qunqin did not understand Zhuang Zhixian's motives fully, he had acted according to his promise.
At this moment, if the cultivators saw Zhuang Zhixian's actions, they would undoubtedly pursue him relentlessly. In the cultivation world, scavenging was considered one of the most disgraceful acts. As the name suggests, it referred to picking up items in desolate areas, and it was used to describe those who looted the corpses on the battlefield, much like what Zhuang Zhixian was doing now.
If Liu Lao Jiu knew about Zhuang Zhixian's behavior, he probably would not have agreed to let Gu accept Zhuang Zhixian's help in the first place. Cultivators placed great importance on their dignity; if a major sect were to find out, Coco would surely hunt down any scavengers without mercy, leaving them with nowhere to escape.
After searching the first corpse, Zhuang Zhixian placed all the Soul Rings he found into his own Soul Ring. He then coldly gazed down the small path ahead, silently clenching his fists as he moved toward that direction, uncertain if he would find what he was seeking.
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