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Chapter 229 - 140: The Snow Mountain Sect Was Tricked and Crippled_2

Chapter 229: Chapter 140: The Snow Mountain Sect Was Tricked and Crippled_2

"Yes, how much could it be, Sect Leader Miao, why don’t you take a guess?" Gu Shanhai had read the other’s thoughts and thus continued along the same lines.

At this moment, Miao Shan did not dare to speak casually. If it were true, then... had the other party really only lived a thousand years?

After all, the Nine Grasses Pill was not something that could only be refined once.

Images of those heavenly beings appeared in his mind.

’Martial Arts True Immortal! No wonder, no wonder...’

While his thoughts were racing, Gu Shanhai interrupted him.

"It’s about time, I should descend the mountain now. If Sect Leader Miao changes his mind, you can send someone down the mountain to find me, I’m fairly easy to inquire about." Gu Shanhai did not wait for the other to come back to his senses but spoke straight away, he indeed needed to descend the mountain.

His original intention was actually to give Little White a rest. It now probably had medium cold resistance ability. As for developing high-level talent before descending, he wasn’t quite sure if it was possible.

If it couldn’t be developed, then Gu Shanhai planned to use the Heavenly Mountain Snow Lotus as the main ingredient to refine a corresponding medicinal pill for it.

Gu Shanhai didn’t need it, he naturally had corresponding resistance talents, unlike Little White, which had not experienced such extreme environments.

Miao Shan was about to speak but had already seen Little White carrying Gu Shanhai gradually disappearing into the distance, leaving behind a long trail of deer hoof prints in the snow.

’Act tough and then run, damn exhilarating!’

It wasn’t that Gu Shanhai wanted to stay, but he was running out of lies. Continuing could expose him, so he hurriedly fled.

He was just bluffing while letting the other party imagine things; he didn’t really want to refine the Nine Grasses Pill. This thing didn’t even suit him, but Miao Shan, who didn’t understand, believed it because it sounded impressive.

Of course, refining longevity and power-enhancing medicinal pills was real, just not the way they imagined.

The imaginations of the other party were also beyond Gu Shanhai’s expectations. The Snow Mountain Sect might be a boost for him, but that was just a possibility, and whether it could succeed was another matter.

The sect was mostly on the snowy mountain, resembling more a conservative wealthy landowner. If their disciples were sent down to assist, they probably wouldn’t be much help. Gu Shanhai had observed their disciples, and although they also practiced martial arts, they seemed more like corporate employees, not accustomed to bloodshed.

Fortunately, as the saying goes, ’every bite and sip is preordained.’ Gu Shanhai, being kind to others, still harvested some gains.

Currently, he was transitioning toward a style that combined the Heavenly Mechanism Flow with a bit of pay-to-win strategy. Even if he didn’t need it, he had to strategize well in advance, in case he turned into a sleeper agent.

"I’ve gotten what I wanted from this area. Next, I’ll go find Huang Yanshan, his electric current might be up to 100,000 volts now." Gu Shanhai estimated briefly, deciding not to perform Prophetic Divination since it was unnecessary.

Then, with a thought, he sensed something.

"Interesting, I didn’t expect the Snow Mountain Sect to actually discuss me. It looks like they were really taken in by my bluff." Gu Shanhai’s sixth sense had also perceived some things, indicating that his Heavenly Mechanism Flow had advanced further.

It was probably since the last time he used himself as a material for the Internal Organ Divination Skill that his perception greatly improved. However, it wasn’t the five senses that were heightened, but rather the sixth sense, like intuition.

Unfortunately, such methods were limited; he couldn’t keep dying to gain improvements.

It wasn’t the Internal Organ Divination Skill that enhanced his perception, but rather some minor improvements he gained through using a large amount of his lifespan for deep Divination; they were actually a bonus from risking his life, not just any Prophetic Divination would do—it needed to be the type that gambles big.

Moreover, if he wanted further enhancements next time, gambling three thousand years of lifespan wouldn’t work. It had to be more than three thousand years, and the more he gambled, the more he would improve.

As for what followed with the Snow Mountain Sect, Gu Shanhai wasn’t paying much attention. If he wanted to focus, spending some lifespan could let him watch a live broadcast, but it just wasn’t very meaningful.

On the way down the mountain, Little White’s pace was cheerfully faster, especially with its innate talent for stepping on air, it just kept bouncing down.

Going up the mountain, they used to travel over the mountain. Naturally, going down, stepping on air was more economical.

As the altitude steadily decreased, the temperature, air pressure, etc., gradually returned to normal, and the snowstorm naturally stopped and gradually dissipated.

The flora and fauna began to thrive too, and Gu Shanhai even saw scattered households, likely herders or some other people.

"Oh~", Little White alerted Gu Shanhai, mentioning that there seemed to be several martial artists preparing to ascend the mountain.

Gu Shanhai poked his head out for a look. Because Little White’s antlers were too large, he relied on the Secret Technique Eye and the Magic Eye to observe ahead, but these two weren’t as good as his own vision.

There were three men and two women, dressed quite warmly. But the point was not their attire; it seemed there was an extremely feeble woman among them, looking as if she’d been awarded for surviving sixty encounters without dying and had not slept for three days.

She was probably preparing to go to the Snow Mountain Sect to seek medicine. There were many such people since the herbs available on the market were mostly of ordinary quality. The best ones were either kept for personal use or sold to the Heavenly Sect Demon Gate as special provisions.

Thus, to acquire such superior herbs, one needed to visit their place of origin.

"A family of martial artists, no wonder they encountered such an event," Gu Shanhai noticed immediately. The woman had internal injuries, clearly caused by fighting with someone.

So, he pondered whether to meddle a bit and form a good connection.

No sooner had the thought arisen than he dismissed it. It was none of his business; he just needed to look after himself.

Oh, mainly because he had just used Prophetic Divination and came to a result with no benefits.

The purpose of forming good connections was to reap good results, but if there were no good results, why would he go out of his way? This world didn’t care about the cycles of cause and effect and retribution.

Even Gu Shanhai could directly seize opportunities without repercussions; he was just naturally cautious. If something could be solved with his lifespan, it generally wasn’t a big deal, so why bother to save a bit of lifespan and leave himself exposed?

Most players of the Heavenly Mechanism Flow were from the Evil Path, gambling with their lifespan, not their lives. There’s a difference between the two: losing a lifespan can be regained, but losing a life mostly means it’s truly gone.

As the two groups passed by each other, these five individuals were also somewhat surprised to see Gu Shanhai riding such a large deer, which indeed caught the eye. As for whether they recognized Gu Shanhai’s identity, he didn’t bother to ascertain.

During the crossing, Gu Shanhai glanced at the severely injured woman. Her injury was temporarily stable and wouldn’t worsen soon, but if she didn’t receive proper treatment, her fate was uncertain.

"Dad, he seems to be the Martial Arts Grandmaster of the first deer, rumored among the martial artists."

After Gu Shanhai had gone far, one of the young men hesitated and then spoke.

"It is him, descending from the Snow Mountain Sect in single clothing. With such strong True Qi, it could only be him," a middle-aged man said with a sigh.

"Then why don’t we ask him to save our sister? His True Qi is robust; he can surely heal her internal injuries," the young man questioned again.

"What do we have that could make him help us? Just because he is the first in the world? The martial world has never been about chivalry and romantic notions," the middle-aged man said calmly.

Even if they asked, it’s unlikely he would help a stranger and an unknown person. If it were that easy, they would have gone to the Sect Leader of the Heavenly Sect for help, but in reality, they couldn’t even approach the Heavenly Sect, let alone meet its Sect Leader.

Even seeking medicine from the Snow Mountain Sect was uncertain; in the martial world, he was merely a second-rate expert, with hardly any renown.

"It’s better to rely on ourselves than others. As long as we can obtain medicine from the Snow Mountain Sect, wouldn’t that be better?" the middle-aged man added.

The so-called seeking medicine wasn’t about asking for a handout but hoping they would sell it to them. The price was negotiable.