Family Rise by Daily Intelligence

Chapter 711: Chapter 294: Eerie Altar, Gu Dao True Understanding, Awakening the Spirit Body

"Fu Clan Leader, no, Elder Fu, as long as you spare me, I’ll do anything you want, really, even... even let me... let me acknowledge you as my master. For the rest of my life, I’ll serve you, Master, Master, please spare my life, spare my dog’s life, Master..."

Concerning Gongsun Yi’s plea.

Fu Changsheng paid no heed, but instead focused his mind on the Sea of Divine Sense panel to see if the system could provide useful information about the altar:

"Exchange Information"

Buzz!

The panel trembled.

A torrent of yellow light surged.

Soon after.

Line after line of text appeared:

[1: On the altar before you, the Golden Foil in the arms of the seated northern cultivator contains the complete Gu Dao Inheritance]

Fu Changsheng’s eyes glistened!

So the Gu Dao Inheritance is here.

With a sweep of Divine Sense.

He indeed found within the shriveled Dantian of the hunchbacked seated cultivator to the north, there was a rustic box.

Fu Changsheng immediately fixed his gaze on Gongsun Yi:

"Did you not want to acknowledge me as your master? Very well, hand over a strand of your Life Soul."

"Yes, Master!"

Gongsun Yi rejoiced with immense relief.

Finally saved a life; once out of the Blood-colored Forbidden Area, the Cultivation Realm is vast, there’s bound to be a way to break the contract. Vengeance can wait for another day.

He immediately pointed to his brow.

A strand of Life Soul detached and floated towards Fu Changsheng.

Fu Changsheng beckoned with his hand but didn’t absorb it into his body; instead, he let it linger around his fingertips. At this moment, he could obliterate it with a mere thought.

He pointed to the altar.

The seated northern cultivator:

"Go, retrieve the box from the hunchbacked corpse’s Dantian."

"Ah? Fu Changsheng, you... no, Master, one cannot approach that altar. Any close encounter assures death; I probed it earlier, it’s absolutely not to be approached. It’s so eerie here; we ought to leave swiftly."

"You go yourself, or I can have Xiaoqing toss you in. Two choices, you decide."

Gongsun Yi nearly burst into tears.

He realized why Fu Changsheng suddenly changed his mind; he was up to no good. His face revealed a look of painful struggle.

These two choices.

No matter which, it’s a dead end.

However.

If he went himself, perhaps... perhaps there was a sliver of hope:

"Fine, I’ll go!"

Step by step, Gongsun Yi moved slowly towards the altar. With every step closer, he felt the sinister power that chilled him to the bone. His legs quivered relentlessly, cold sweat soaking his back.

Fu Changsheng stood still, eyes fixed on Gongsun Yi’s back, with the Cyan Flood Dragon beside him watching keenly. If Gongsun Yi made any sudden move, it would pounce instantly.

Upon entering the altar’s domain.

Gongsun Yi’s expression immediately changed:

"Damn!"

He discovered his internal mana was inexplicably bound by a mystical force.

Immediately turned to leave.

At this moment, Fu Changsheng’s cold voice resonated:

"If you don’t want to die, keep moving forward."

Gongsun Yi’s expression was worse than crying.

Fu Changsheng, the thousand-bladed villain, knew it was sending him to death but would not spare him.

Yet knowing it was sending him to death.

He dare not confront Fu Changsheng head-on.

Perhaps.

Perhaps he might survive.

Gongsun Yi gritted his teeth, hastening his steps.

One step.

Two steps.

....

With barely three steps left.

Gongsun Yi simply sprinted, swiftly reaching for the box in the hunchbacked elder’s Dantian.

Buzz!

At the instant his fingers touched the box.

The scarecrow on the altar shifted from an eerily smiling expression to a twisted one. The pressure emanating from those previously motionless skeletal cultivators intensified. The seventy-two totem pillars seemed to come to life, their evil god statues’ eyes gleaming with a bizarre light.

"Damn it, I knew not to enter this altar!"

Gongsun Yi was terrified.

But he knew, if he retreated now, Fu Changsheng would definitely not spare him. He gritted his teeth, clutching the box tightly, then turned and fled.

Yet around the altar was an invisible force of attraction. His steps grew exceedingly heavy, each one requiring immense effort.

Meanwhile.

The scarecrow on the altar let out a piercing shriek, a sound seemingly capable of penetrating souls. Gongsun Yi’s head throbbed in pain, nearly losing consciousness.

He swiftly bit his tongue.

Survival instincts roused him, accelerating his dash outside.

"Quick, throw the box out!"

Fu Changsheng’s voice was heard.

Gongsun Yi, muddled by the scarecrow’s sound, didn’t think twice and threw the box out of the altar’s boundary.

Next moment.

"Roar"

The scarecrow emitted a sharper cry.

A dark line instantly shot from the altar, lunging at Gongsun Yi. Terrified, Gongsun Yi screamed, flailing desperately to evade, but the dark line swiftly pierced his Dantian.

Suddenly.

The terror on Gongsun Yi’s face vanished.

Transforming instead into a sinister grin, he slowly turned his gaze towards Fu Changsheng.

"Xiaoqing, go!"

As Fu Changsheng caught the box, he immediately leapt onto the Cyan Flood Dragon’s back and at the same time destroyed Gongsun Yi’s strand of Life Soul.

However.

Gongsun Yi was untouched.

He still eerily smiled at him.

"Buzz!"

The Cyan Flood Dragon turned into a whirlwind, swiftly dashing off the island.

Fu Changsheng promptly declared:

"Qingru, Yaoyao, quickly seal the array."

Outside, unaware of the events inside, they immediately moved their hands like butterflies through flowers, striking the array.

Boom!

The Natural Illusion Array was sealed once again.

Fu Changsheng gazed at the leveled ground, as if nothing had transpired, like a dream.