CHAPTER 503: CHAPTER 275 GU SHENG TURNS INTO XU LIEHUO_2

The green vine Demon Soul writhed in the air, instantly wrapping around Elder Wu Gui’s body.

"Zizizi..." The green vine rapidly corroded Wu Gui’s body.

Elder Wu Gui’s face turned pale with shock; he hadn’t expected that Gu Sheng’s body was harboring such a powerful Demon Soul.

He struggled desperately, but the green vine Demon Soul clung to him like a festering wound, refusing to let go.

Seeing this, Gu Sheng’s eyes flashed with a resolute determination.

"Boom~"

Using all his strength, he launched a powerful palm strike, shattering Elder Wu Gui’s protective True Yuan instantly with golden palm power.

"Die, you old bastard!" Gu Sheng roared, slamming his massive golden palm onto Elder Wu Gui’s body.

"Bang!"

With a thunderous explosion, Elder Wu Gui’s body burst apart, disintegrating into a cloud of blood mist.

The Fu Xi Eight Diagram Array also vanished along with it, revealing a clear sky overhead.

Gu Sheng took a deep breath, his cold gaze fixed on the fading glimmer of Wu Gui’s soul light.

With a sudden movement, his figure shot forward like an arrow loosed from a bow, heading straight toward Elder Wu Gui’s soul.

"Old bastard, do you think you can escape my pursuit?"

Gu Sheng’s voice was icy and firm, each word brimming with intense killing intent.

Under the night sky, a gourd suddenly flew into view. Through the shimmering array runes, Gu Sheng saw the silhouettes of people inside the gourd. They were his family—the Gu Daniu family.

"Asheng, don’t worry about us!"

Gu Daniu’s voice came from within the gourd, tinged with urgency and concern.

"Uncle Sheng, don’t fall for the old bastard’s trickery!"

Gu Wan’s voice also rang out, filled with worry for Gu Sheng.

Meanwhile, Gu Wan’s mother, Li Xiaolian, felt torn inside. She didn’t want her family to suffer, but she also didn’t want Gu Sheng to risk his life to save them.

Elder Wu Gui’s soul laughed sinisterly in the air, his voice dripping with malice, "Gu Sheng, brat, your family is in my hands. With a mere flick of my fingers, they’ll be turned into blood mist!"

Rage and murderous intent surged within Gu Sheng’s heart, but he understood that acting impulsively now would only spell disaster.

He had to stay calm and devise a way to save his family while eliminating Elder Wu Gui.

"What do you want?" Gu Sheng asked coldly.

Elder Wu Gui smirked deviously and responded, "It’s simple: cripple your own cultivation, and I’ll let your family go."

Gu Sheng’s eyes flickered with a cold glint at these words. He knew Elder Wu Gui was deliberately provoking him, trying to make him lose control.

But he also understood he couldn’t act rashly now.

Taking a deep breath, he quelled his inner fury and calmly said:

"Fine, I agree. But you must release them first."

Hearing this, Elder Wu Gui’s eyes gleamed with cunning.

He chuckled sinisterly, "Gu Sheng, brat, do you think I’d be so easily fooled? Cripple yourself first, then we’ll talk!"

Inwardly, Gu Sheng sneered. He knew Elder Wu Gui would never willingly let his family go.

But he had been prepared for this all along; secretly, he activated the power of the green vine Demon Soul.

Just as Elder Wu Gui was smugly basking in his supposed triumph, Gu Sheng suddenly darted forth, transforming into a streak of golden light that surged toward the gourd.

In one swift motion, he grasped the gourd and crushed it with force, causing it to shatter instantly.

"Old bastard, your petty schemes have failed!" Gu Sheng said with a cold smile.

Just as his words fell, a shadow suddenly emerged from the gourd, hurtling directly toward Gu Sheng.

It was a clone of Elder Wu Gui!

Gu Sheng had anticipated this. With a flicker of his body, he dodged Elder Wu Gui’s attack.

Then, launching a palm strike, his golden palm power shattered Elder Wu Gui’s clone in an instant.

"Old bastard, die already!"

Gu Sheng roared furiously, once again charging toward Elder Wu Gui’s soul.

After a fierce battle, Gu Sheng finally cornered Elder Wu Gui’s soul against the brink of annihilation.

Grabbing it with one hand, he squeezed it with all his might.

"Ahh—" Elder Wu Gui let out a blood-curdling scream before his soul completely dissipated into the air.

Breathing heavily, Gu Sheng looked at the blood-stained earth and scattered limbs, though he felt no sense of relief.

He knew this battle was only the beginning. Greater enemies and challenges still awaited him ahead.

Turning around, he set his gaze upon the Gu Daniu family.

They were gravely injured, with severed limbs; Gu Wan, in particular, was a bloody mess from shielding his family, his very soul teetering on the brink of collapse.

Gu Sheng’s heart ached at the sight. Quickly, he unleashed the healing aura of the green vine Demon Soul.

The green energy cascaded down like a gentle spring rain, rapidly mending the Gu Daniu family’s wounds.

Soon, the Gu Daniu family regained their mobility. They looked at Gu Sheng with eyes full of gratitude and reverence.

"Asheng, thank you for saving us!" Gu Daniu said excitedly.

"Uncle Sheng, you’re truly our savior!" Gu Wan added, his voice filled with deep emotion.

Gu Sheng smiled and shook his head, saying, "We’re family; there’s no need for thanks. Now, we must deal with the remnants of the Thousand Poison Sect."

The battle between Gu Sheng and Elder Wu Gui was earth-shattering. No Martial Artist below the Marrow Refining Realm dared to come near, watching instead from afar.

Their clash was like gods battling, splitting the heavens and shaking the earth.

With extraordinary strength and strategy, Gu Sheng successfully defeated Elder Wu Gui.

Former Sect Leader Wu Yue hurried forward to congratulate him, "Congratulations, Lord Marquis, for slaying the Thousand Poison Sect traitor and delivering justice to the people!"

Behind him stood the elders and disciples of the Thousand Poison Sect, a large crowd seemingly poised to seize the fruits of victory.

Gu Sheng’s attitude toward them, however, was cold. His gaze swept over the group before finally landing on Gu Jingang.

"Uncle Jingang, you shall take the position of Sect Leader of the Thousand Poison Sect!"

Looking at Gu Jingang, Gu Sheng’s eyes gleamed with resolute determination.

Gu Jingang froze upon hearing this.

He glanced at Gu Sheng, then at Wu Yue and the others, feeling overwhelmed with hesitation and uncertainty.

After all, he was just an ordinary disciple who had never dreamed of one day becoming a Sect Leader.

"Think back to how you handled the Clan Leader’s confinement back at Gu’s Manor—with decisiveness and resolve not found in ordinary men."

Gu Sheng’s voice brimmed with encouragement, "If I say you can do it, you can do it. I, Gu Sheng, was once a humble village boy, and now even I have become a Marquis."

Gu Jingang was deeply moved by Gu Sheng’s words. Though inherently ambitious, Gu Sheng’s speech completely ignited his fighting spirit.

He took a deep breath, straightened his posture, and declared loudly, "Yes, Asheng... Lord Marquis, Jingang will obey your every command!"

With these words, the scene fell into silence.

Wu Yue and the others exchanged uneasy glances, realizing that Gu Sheng intended to reform the Thousand Poison Sect under his control.

Though reluctant, they dared not voice objection in the face of Gu Sheng’s overwhelming power and authority.

Gu Sheng noted their expressions with satisfaction.

He understood that gaining full control of the Thousand Poison Sect would take a great deal of effort. But he was confident that with his leadership and decisiveness, he could restructure the sect into an efficient and loyal organization.

Thus, he began to arrange various tasks, appointing Gu Jingang as Sect Leader to oversee daily operations.

At the same time, he conducted a thorough purge of the sect’s elders and disciples, weeding out those who harbored ulterior motives or resisted his authority.

The Thousand Poison Sect, under the moonlit night, bathed in the gentle caress of the evening breeze.

Gu Sheng relocated the Gu Daniu family here, providing them a tranquil sanctuary away from chaos.

Gu Jingang hosted a banquet in their honor. The brightly lit hall was warm and harmonious.

After several rounds of drinks and numerous dishes, Gu Jingang’s eyes reddened slightly as he began recounting his years of hardship and wandering.

"Asheng, do you know how I’ve survived all these years?"

Gu Jingang’s voice carried traces of age-worn sorrow,

"I was once a mining slave, toiling endlessly in a pitch-dark mine, my hands stained with dirt and blood. I even worked as a mercenary, living by the sword, flirting with death at every moment.

The most painful of all... my wife was humiliated by others—a scar that will forever ache in my heart."

Hearing this, Gu Sheng’s brows furrowed, and a cold gleam flickered in his eyes.

He patted Gu Jingang on the shoulder and said in a deep voice:

"Uncle Jingang, let the past be the past. From now on, as long as I, Gu Sheng, am here, no one will ever wrong you again."