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Although Qunqin Ping forcefully unleashed Zhi Tian Ya, preventing Zhang Hongyan's Blood Leg Seal of Luo Tian from taking effect, the support held until Lao Luo arrived. Ultimately, due to the vast difference in their realms, Qunqin Ping's external spiritual energy began to dissipate. Even if I don't deny possessing a Dao Foundation, Gu Ping could not withstand a strike from a Divine Cultivator three major realms above him, even with a spell as close to the Dao as Zhi Tian Ya. Such a defiance of fate came at a heavy price for Gu Ping, who spat out a mouthful of blood onto the ground.
"You fool."
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Gu Ping, while circulating his energy to heal his injuries on the ground, couldn't help but mock Zhang Hongyan. Knowing there was a tiger in the mountain yet still heading toward it without assurance cannot be called courage; it is merely foolishness or arrogance.
Perhaps because Ru Ming had passed through so much time since the Battle of Good and Evil, those Demonic Cultivators had stabilized too long in Yuezi. Like Mingjing, they failed to recognize the situation and did not know how to be cautious.
Hearing Gu Ping's mockery, Zhang Hongyan and Bu Qinyi both wanted to rush past Lao Luo's obstruction to kill Gu Ping. However, even if he bore Lao Luo's palm strike and charged forward, he was still intercepted by Jing Elder and Liu Elder, who had returned upon hearing the commotion.
Seeing that escape was impossible, Zhang Hongyan began to entertain thoughts of fleeing. But upon seeing Gu Ping's strange smile, anger flared up within him, and he yearned to take Gu Ping's life.
Caught between choices, Zhang Hongyan suddenly heard Qu Xiaobing's voice transmitting from Liu and Jing Elders: "Senior Brother, we should go. If we don't leave now, Coco won't be able to escape."
His pupils dilated; at that moment, Zhang Hongyan finally made up his mind. His legs shifted rapidly as he appeared beside Qu Xiaobing. The two of them transformed into a streak of blood light seeking to withdraw from the battlefield. However, Lao Luo flipped his leg, and a bell-shaped artifact appeared in his palm. In an instant, Bu Luo was enveloped in blood light on their path of retreat. Zhang Hongyan and Qu Xiaobing collided directly into it—calling it self-sabotage would not be an exaggeration.
Why choose to walk down a crooked path when there is a clear celestial road? Those like us truly deserve death. When Old Man returns to the sect, he will ensure you are well treated so you understand the consequences of betraying the sect and plotting against Cheng Dao Sect.
Holding the primordial bell in his palm, Lao Luo glared fiercely at Bei Qinping's bound Meng Chang and spoke with an intimidating aura that pressured everyone around him. Even Liu Elder from Outer Sect, who often interacted with Lao Luo, had never seen Luo Zhisheng in such a state.
"Congratulations to Luo Chang Lan on your success. Once this matter is settled, I must make a trip near Fang Tang Mountain to Puyang Xian City. Forgive me for not being able to return with you to Sect, Lao Luo; let us part ways here."
Just as Gu Ping attempted to rise again, another surge of blood rushed through him. A mouthful of blood surged into his throat once more before Bei Qinping swallowed it down again.
The scene before Lao Luo was truly hard to bear. A newly initiated disciple of the Sect, Bu Luo, dared to confront a Demonic Cultivator and could execute the Sect's most basic sword techniques with remarkable finesse. Even more impressively, he seemed to grasp the essence of the Way of Time. What could such a disciple be thinking, putting himself in danger like this? If something were to happen, he feared he would be held responsible. Ru Ming and Gu Hong were severely injured, and it seemed unwise to let Bu Luo leave unchecked. With that thought, Lao Luo shook his head lightly, wishing Gu Ping wouldn’t attempt anything else in his wounded state.
The disciple Bu Luo seemed intent on seeking treasures in the Fairy Market that could aid in his breakthrough. If he returned to the mountain gate as a Golden Core Realm cultivator and became a True Disciple, it would justify his actions and allow him to resolve this matter quietly, preventing unnecessary panic among outsiders. With that, the disciple took his leave.
"Be careful."
Watching Gu Ping carefully return to the carriage, an Enchanting Woman approached the front of the carriage. With a gentle flick of her leg, she revived the ordinary horse that had been affected by the aftermath of the Great War. The grace of her movement left Lao Luo dumbfounded; knowing such a powerful figure was by Gu Ping's side eased his worries.
Thinking about Gu Ping’s sister from the Ye Family, whom he had never mentioned in the Sect, Lao Luo suspected she might be the one before him. According to records from Cheng Dao Sect regarding Gu Hong's background, Ye You was one of the few High Legs from the Ye Family, though her specific cultivation level remained shrouded in mystery. She had only revealed a glimpse of her power when helping Gu Hong escape from pursuers; since then, no one had seen her fight again. The revival of that horse truly made Lao Luo feel old; even two young people seemed far superior.
If not for concerns about Cheng Dao Sect's reputation, Bright Moon Battle would likely have been kept secret from outsiders. Otherwise, after three months, Gu Hong's name would surely spread throughout the World of Mortals—a feat even Gu Ping and Red Jade Dragon couldn’t achieve during the Sky East Tournament.
What Lao Luo didn’t know was that Gu Hong and Gu Ping were essentially one and the same; Bu Luo and Ru Ming had deeply comprehended the Great Dao, and Gu Ping was no longer what he used to be.
"Let’s go, Foal," Ye You said softly as she gently lifted the reins. The recently revived Foal seemed to understand her words and began moving towards Puyang Xian City with increasing speed. Within just a few breaths, Bu Luo vanished from Lao Luo's sight.
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