I Seek Immortality Through Serendipity

A mere high-grade Spiritual Artifact cannot faze Su Youyue at all.

He even has spare energy to lend a hand to Su Huazheng in suppressing Ma Wu and others.

”Stand down!”

”Were it not for the sect’s decree that forbids infighting within the Daoist School, you would all already be mere souls lingering as remnants!”

”Even that Gu can’t protect the Fish King here, let alone you lot?”

Su Youyue snorted disdainfully.

As for Bu Zhengyang, he never took action from the beginning to the end, only bowing his head to gaze at the river below, estimating the time to prepare for capturing the Fish King.

He considers Ma Wu and the others negligible.

”Senior Brother Ma!”

Seeing the situation, Lu Zijin transmitted a low message, both embarrassed and helpless.

They truly prove useless.

Initially expected to halt the other’s actions, yet unexpectedly were defeated in an instant.

They couldn’t even force Bu Zhengyang to take action.

Is the gap between mid-stage Foundation Establishment and Foundation Establishment Junior Level truly this vast?

Ma Wu also sighed deeply.

Su Youyue’s Golden Pearl, who knows what Spiritual Artifact it is, possesses the ability to lock the heavens and earth, the golden curtain almost engulfing the entire water domain, growing even larger, forcefully ”squeezing” them back to Heart-breaking Island.

They could only watch helplessly as Bu Zhengyang cast a Spirit Net, beginning to capture the Fish King.

”Boom!”

But at this moment, a red streak of light rushed in rapidly.

Within the red streak of light, a black arrow light, moving even faster, pierced through the sky, suddenly striking that golden curtain.

”Bang!”

On the arrow light, carrying an extraordinarily domineering temperature, it directly burned through the curtain, shooting toward Su Youyue.

”Rise!”

Su Youyue’s face changed drastically, immediately summoning a blue Magic Shield.

Within the Magic Shield, countless water lights spread, like the surging torrents of a great river, striving to block the black arrow light.

”Sizzle-sizzle-sizzle!”

Water and fire collided, filling the air with dense fog, instantly turning the world white.

”Puff!”

But the soft sound of arrow light piercing flesh was clearly audible to everyone.

As the fog dissipated, everyone could finally see, Su Youyue’s shoulder was charred black, black flames constantly burning, lingering and unextinguished.

Clearly, the injury was not light.

And in the distant red streak of light, a youth, unknown when, descended.

The youth had a full head of red hair, a handsome face, exuded a subtle hint of wickedness, yet his aura was deep, reaching mid-stage Foundation Establishment level, just a step away from late-stage Foundation Establishment.

”Who are you?”

Upon seeing the red-haired youth, Bu Zhengyang promptly raised his head, eyes showing a solemn expression.

But the red-haired youth did not respond, instead letting out a wild laugh.

”Senior Brother Gu!”

At this moment, a delighted shout suddenly came from Heart-breaking Island.

Bu Zhengyang abruptly turned his head, only to see that on Heart-breaking Island, unbeknownst since when, a young man dressed in a green Daoist robe stood quietly.

The young man’s face resembled jade, eyes like stars, posture tall and sleeves fluttering, possessing an extraordinary aura, remarkably handsome.

It was none other than the long-disappeared Gu Yuan!

When did this person arrive at Heart-breaking Island? Why was he unaware?

Bu Zhengyang felt puzzled.

Yet what most unnerved him was that Gu Yuan’s aura far surpassed the Foundation Establishment Junior Level, already reaching mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivation.

In a mere ten years, achieving mid-stage Foundation Establishment?!

Bu Zhengyang’s eyes turned cold, a surge of murderous intent rose in his heart.

”Senior Brother Gu, you finally returned!”

Ma Wu looked at the dazzling and extraordinary Daoist before him, couldn’t help but shout with joy.

In the past, they hadn’t sensed it, but once Gu Yuan left, they realized the Daoist School was surrounded by wolves, the struggle exceedingly intense, without a Heaven-Supporting Pillar, everything was unsettled.

”Senior Brother Gu, you’ve reached mid-stage Foundation Establishment?!”

Fu Hongling, sensing Gu Yuan’s profound aura, also asked in delight.

”Merely fortunate to acquire several chances!”

Gu Yuan looked at the familiar faces before him, lightly chuckling.

The Daoist School was truly the towering tree, having returned to the Daoist School, finding genuine peace and reassurance.

These few present, though not possessing remarkable cultivation, after all, they are Foundation Establishment cultivators, solely his strength, fundamentally good.

”Gu Yuan, they all say your combat ability in magical combat is peerless, dare to battle me? The defeated shall henceforth withdraw from the fishing ground!”

Bu Zhengyang stood, loudly challenging Gu Yuan.

But Gu Yuan was slightly puzzled.

After all, he just returned, remaining unclear of the situation, not knowing the person before him.

Upon hearing Ma Wu, he hurriedly transmitted Divine Sense, briefing Gu Yuan on recent events.

”So it’s Senior Brother Bu!”

Gu Yuan suddenly realized, then lightly chuckled with hands behind his back and said, ”Senior Brother Bu’s challenge, of course, there’s no problem.”

”But the Red Flame Snowfish, belongs to Heart-breaking Island, how can it be used as the wager?”

”If I win, wouldn’t I gain nothing?”

Upon hearing this, Bu Zhengyang raised an eyebrow.

He challenged Gu Yuan partly to gain fame, partly to suppress Gu Yuan, reducing competition for True Inheritance in the future.

Daoist School prohibits infighting among sect members, strictly forbids private battles, even for contention over fishing grounds, Su Youyue merely drove away Ma Wu and others, refraining from harming them.

But if it’s a challenge, then it’s different, as long as it doesn’t endanger life, nor destroy one’s Dao Foundation, injuries are permitted.

Yet challenging indeed requires both parties to present a ”wager.”

With this thought, Bu Zhengyang immediately responded: ”I am willing to offer a middle-grade Spiritual Artifact as the wager; should Junior Brother Gu win, it will be gifted to you!”

”A middle-grade Spiritual Artifact, how can it compare to my Red Flame fishing ground?”

Gu Yuan laughed heartily.

Red Flame Snowfish, yield every three years, in one year alone it’s worth one hundred thousand Spirit Stones, not to mention the occasional Fish King.

A middle-grade Spiritual Artifact, at most, worth several ten thousand Spirit Stones, a one-time deal, fundamentally not on the same level.