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"Can you tell me about the Heavenly Ladder and how it exists within the Spirit Tribe?" The Senior Sister stepped out from behind Yoyo and approached Azure Bull, her voice steady as she inquired.
Before them stood the Broken Wall, a barrier that they had all once climbed, each harboring dreams of becoming powerful beings of the demon race. Beyond that wall lay countless others, each more challenging than the last. As one ascended, the obstacles grew tougher, often guarded by formidable Demon Spirits. Azure Bull gazed at the Broken Wall, his eyes reflecting boundless nostalgia as Keke recalled her own glorious past.
"You have also climbed that Broken Wall; I wonder which step you took?"
He had indeed faced many strong opponents back then, having crossed a significant threshold to reach the Integration Stage Peak of that Broken Wall. He was so close to breaching it and witnessing the Demon Spirits of the Transcendence Period.
Those words plunged the Senior Sister into deep contemplation. It suggested that this Azure Bull might be a being of Refining Spirit and Returning to Void, potentially a Great Master among demon beasts, and she could not deny it.
"How about it, Little Girl? Are you scared now?" Azure Bull's deep voice rumbled as he leaned against Pudu's leg.
"What does Pudu mean? Is it just a demon beast?"
"Pudu is indeed a demon beast," he replied. "But in that position, it serves as a Guardian Spirit. At the very least, it belongs to the Transcendence Period's Demon Spirits." As he spoke, Azure Bull displayed a look of fear, clearly haunted by his past encounter with Pudu. The Heavenly Ladder had four Guardian Spirits: the first was Forgiveness, the second Extermination, the third was known as Pudu, and the fourth was referred to as Slaughter by all who faced those Demon Spirits.
"What do those names signify?"
The Senior Sister realized her understanding of Demon Spirits was quite limited. Few in the World of Mortals likely possessed extensive knowledge about them either, which made her hesitant to ask further.
Each Liquid Essence Guardian Spirit embodied its name; Forgiveness possessed an infinite ocean-like spiritual power that made challengers feel as if they were facing an overwhelming tide of Spiritual Energy. Bu Luo and Guang Nao could not be called Forgiveness simply because Forgiveness could tolerate any disrespectful actions from enemies—provided they could defeat it first.
Climbing the Broken Wall with Gu Ping, they had already traversed numerous Demon Spirit territories. Starting from the outskirts where Peak Foundation Establishment Demon Spirits roamed, they were now gradually encountering Golden Core Mid-Stage Demon Spirits. From humble beginnings against rodents at the lowest levels, now before her stood a bear-like Demon Spirit. She had lost count of how many Demon Spirits she had already defeated.
Gu Ping could clearly feel his body growing weary; even lifting a leg felt incredibly difficult. Just moments ago at the Broken Wall, if Master Sister Yuzan had touched him, he feared he might have remained sprawled there forever.
The recent illusion had allowed Gu Ping to see through his own heart and understand his true thoughts. Now, he would no longer be lost in such illusions. Gu Ping knew he was seeking a genuine life, while the false fantasies were nothing but dreams.
The academy's Shi Xin were waiting for him to seek them out. He couldn't afford to just give up; he had to hold on. Gu Ping constantly reminded himself as he launched an attack against the Bear before him. If he could defeat it, perhaps he would reach the Dongyi side of the Broken Wall. He needed to climb that high wall; at the very least, he sought the respect of the Spirit Tribe. Only then would he have a chance to save his senior brothers and sisters from the Eastern Academy and be together with them.
Gu Ping had to admit that he had grown fond of living in the academy. Although every day was filled with anxiety and calculations, having those sincere relationships with his senior brothers and sisters made life much more interesting than before.
The Big Bear, despite not changing its massive form, made each of its attacks feel incredibly heavy to Gu Ping, as if his fists were striking against a cliff that couldn't be shaken. Regardless of whether his attacks were effective, Gu Ping charged at the Big Bear like a madman, completely disregarding any semblance of strategy. The Big Bear found itself facing someone who seemed less like a human and more like a beast—wild and ferocious in their fighting style. Gu Ping's legs moved without any sign of fatigue, attacking relentlessly like a storm, leaving him gasping for breath amidst the chaos.
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