I Don't Agree to the Terms
Chapter 371 - 211: The Initial Turmoil of the Three Sects, A Sleeve Conceals the Mountain_2

Chapter 371: Chapter 211: The Initial Turmoil of the Three Sects, A Sleeve Conceals the Mountain_2

"As soon as these words were spoken, the Loose Cultivator spies weren’t fools—they immediately turned tail and scattered. Why would they stay?"

Before their eyes stood a Purple Mansion stage practitioner, hadn’t they seen the most powerful among those Purple Mansion Loose Cultivators running away without looking back? A group of Foundation Establishment stage weren’t blind; how could they possibly stay behind to fight for their lives against the opponent."

"Don’t go, let’s have a good chat," said Gu Shanhai in an extremely amiable manner, but no one was willing to listen.

This made Gu Shanhai feel the coldness of the world; how could each and every one of them lack even a bit of courtesy?

So, no one could blame him for insisting on keeping them.

With a flick of his long sleeve, which blotted out the sky and sun, they were whisked into the sleeve before any of the spies had a chance to react.

When they opened their eyes again, they felt topsy-turvy, their minds muddled.

Taking a few steps forward, first subjected to the Bone-Eroding Wind and then the Quicksand Domain—a single misstep could result in death and the extinction of their Dao. Even refraining from moving could invoke Heart Demons and whispering thoughts, as if the turning of heaven and earth placed them in a desperate situation.

At this moment, they were crying for their fathers and shouting for their mothers, begging for mercy.

And Gu Shanhai was somewhat caught between laughter and tears: "The power was too great; I already held back, yet why are there so many casualties?"

"It seems that this Sleight of Hand was excessively overpowered."

Such a technique was originally intended for use against Middle Three Realms adversaries and even to hold off Upper Three Realms foes. Employing it against those from the Lower Three Realms was naturally as easy as it could possibly be.

It was akin to him, at level 100, attacking level 10 weaklings with advanced skills designed for defeating bosses—a one-shot kill was avoided only because Gu Shanhai had pulled his punches. What more did they want?

"The harvest isn’t bad, the quality of flesh and soul is excellent; used as fertilizer, it should suffice for a while."

"Also, those five minutes of excruciating agony have birthed several Evil Demons in my Purple Palace that will protect my Dao."

"This is what you call a win-win situation."

A win-win means Gu Shanhai wins twice over.

In less than ten minutes, the thirty-odd Loose Cultivators inside Gu Shanhai’s sleeve were utterly devoured, leaving nothing behind.

"My killing efficiency and utilization rate have increased, though it seems somewhat different from the original idea of capturing and detaining."

This function was meant to be a feature of a certain Purple Gold Gourd that was still in a nascent folder; but now, the Sleight of Hand took precedence.

"Well, let it be for now, after all, it’s not a big deal," Gu Shanhai adopted an indifferent attitude. Having not seen even a shadow of the Purple Gold Gourd, his Sleight of Hand had already matured, and over the years, he had added quite a few functions to it.

He then glanced at his own Purple Palace.

On the ground grew two plants with twisted faces, and a white crane covered in flesh bumps roamed around.

These were the Heart Demon guards formed from the evil thoughts and desires extracted from the minds of those thirty-odd Loose Cultivators within the Sleight of Hand, standing guard over Gu Shanhai’s Purple Palace and soul, which he could also unleash to confront his enemies."

"A bit of an eyesore..." Gu Shanhai commented.

His Purple Palace was originally fashioned after Wuzhuang Temple. But now, the intrusion of Evil Demons made his Immortal dwelling seem out of place.

However, Gu Shanhai didn’t mind; whatever the use, the most practical was always the best.

Exotic beasts and Ganoderma Immortal Grass might be out of his reach, but mixing in some oddities could work just as well.

"Right, next up is dealing with the disciples from Feather Transformation Sect; hopefully, they aren’t too strong." Gu Shanhai hadn’t found any pertinent information from the souls of the group of Loose Cultivator spies.

For starters, they only had a single line of communication. Generally, these Loose Cultivator spies couldn’t contact the disciples of Feather Transformation Sect—it was only the disciples who could contact them.

Furthermore, they had only reported some brief information about Gu Shanhai to their superiors, Feather Transformation Sect had only mentioned that they would send people over but hadn’t specified the number of people or the realms of their cultivation.

The disciples of Feather Transformation Sect didn’t hold these Loose Cultivators in high regard, so they wouldn’t share much with them.

In their eyes, these Loose Cultivators were no different from disposable cannon fodder.

"An entire two hours, that’s quite the wait," Gu Shanhai calculated with his divination and found that ten years of his own lifespan had been deducted.

Then a visualized scene emerged before his eyes.

"Three Late-stage Purple Mansion disciples from the Feather Transformation Sect." Gu Shanhai quickly ascertained the situation of the comers.

This was normal. In the eyes of the Feather Transformation Sect, he was but a Middle-stage Purple Mansion disciple, and sending three Late-stage ones was more than enough. It was impossible for them to dispatch disciples from the Middle Three Realms. Even deploying three Late-stage ones was because Gu Shanhai was a prominent sect disciple, to prevent any mishaps.

If it were a Loose Cultivator, they would probably just arrange an Early-stage Purple Mansion Cultivator, and that would suffice.

The Middle Three Realms wouldn’t make a move for Gu Shanhai personally. The Middle Three Realms were already within the middle to high-level management, facing enemies and pressures that could not be compared with those of the Lower Three Realms.

At this moment, Gu Shanhai was contemplating how much provisioning a Great Sect cultivator of Purple Mansion Stage could be converted into.

The Loose Cultivator of Purple Mansion Stage, whom he had just turned into his Cosmic Sleeve, was not that great. The quality of a Great Sect disciple must be far better.

As for Evil Demons, Gu Shanhai didn’t have much hope. Desires, intentions and the like were not necessarily more prevalent in stronger beings. They were essentially a release of a person’s spirit, like anger—a common person’s anger and a cultivator’s anger were both emotions, and the gap wasn’t significant.

Striking down mortals was the same as striking down cultivators.

But in comparison to using mortals to refine Evil Demons, the cost was too high, and Gu Shanhai did not want to do that.

If mortals were converted into provisions, they would barely be enough to fill the gaps between his teeth. Even the cost of using the Divine Skill of Heart Demon Protection to convert them into Evil Demons would have to be paid by Gu Shanhai, unlike using cultivators, which not only provided Evil Demons for protection but also left a surplus after deducting the costs of Cosmic Sleeve and Heart Demon Protection Divine Skills.

So it was obvious which to choose as fodder.

Additionally, Gu Shanhai also knew one thing: his Purple Palace had already reached 10,000 square meters in the continuous process of cultivation and growth, but if he really wanted to cram in Evil Demons, there wouldn’t be much space to accommodate them.

Other than Wuzhuang Temple, constructed with the "Green Emperor Longevity Scripture" and Magic Domain, his Purple Palace manifested a large number of Spirit Plants; the living space for Evil Demons was rather limited.

"Set up a trap. Fighting against them is indeed like fighting against grandsons, but if there’s an opportunity for a greater advantage, of course I should use it."

Although it might seem a bit shameless for Gu Shanhai to do so, since setting traps against weaklings wouldn’t sound good if it got out, what did reputation in the Xuanji Realm mean to him? He had no need for reputation.

Moreover, if everyone died, who would know he had used traps to fool people?

"Let’s stick with the old method, straight to the Mana Aura."

Now, the Mana Aura derived from his Magic Domain included all sorts of capabilities like talismans and Arrays, forming even more complex effects.

Furthermore, with the addition of the Nine States Instrument and Qimen Dunjia, as well as the Taiyi Divine Number Divine Skills, Gu Shanhai could control from afar, causing the formation of a compound Array effect; it was a set following another set.

"Based on the structure revealed by Prophetic Divination, the rough target area is within this range."

Gu Shanhai’s preparation was exceptionally thorough, from hiding to erasing traces, everything was done solidly.

Spiritual Sense at the Purple Mansion Stage was incredibly sharp, primarily because this realm had already touched upon the soul, enhancing its effects substantially.

It is said that Spiritual Sense in the Spirit Origin Stage is similar to a three-dimensional image. Gu Shanhai also longed for such a level, as it would be much more useful than his perception.

Currently, his Spiritual Sense couldn’t achieve this, at best it was two-dimensional in structure, somewhat inadequate.

The trap was quickly set up, and the three disciples from the Feather Transformation Sect arrived on time.

"Fellow disciples, the Loose Cultivators were probably referring to this location. Next, I’ll have to ask my two fellow disciples to..." the leading Feather Transformation Sect disciple began, but before he could finish, a golden light suddenly split his brows, and two thunderous bolts struck the other two Feather Transformation Sect disciples.

In an instant, the two were severely injured, their expressions filled with disbelief. As they were about to question what had happened, they saw a Sword Box open behind the disciple, and two flying swords instantly ended their lives.

Gu Shanhai watched this unfold with a face full of astonishment, What on earth is happening?

"Now to clean up the group of Loose Cultivators, to avoid any more complications," the other said softly.