Desolate Devouring Art-Chapter 806 - Gathering

After striking down one opponent, Liu Wuxie descended from the sky and shot a cold ray at the fainted man, causing him to shudder and scream.

"D-Do you know who we are? How dare you kill us!" The man lay sprawled on the ground, unable to get up. Though his voice was defiant, the horror in his eyes betrayed him.

Liu Wuxie's methods were ruthless, and each move was lethal. Though these two had killed many people before, they weren't as efficient as Liu Wuxie.

"Shall I force the answers out of you, or will you speak willingly? Who sent you, and who controls the Heavenly Gate Peak's field?" Liu Wuxie sheathed the Heretic Blade, his piercing gaze locking onto the youth on the ground. The intensity of his stare made the youth tremble uncontrollably.

"Boy, you're dead! How dare you go against Qi Yang!" The youth struggled to get back up, but the Earth-Binding Chains held him firmly in place. As a result, he could only writhe helplessly on the ground.

Liu Wuxie memorized Qi Yang's name. If his suspicions were correct, this was the mastermind behind the occupation of the spiritual field.

"Who's Qi Yang?" Liu Wuxie pressed on, determined to uncover the latter's true identity.

"Boy, I advise you to release me and hand over the spiritual rice. Otherwise, you'll die once Senior Brother Qi Yang learns of it," said the youth, still unwilling to give up and repeated Qi Yang's name like a chant.

Had it been anyone else, they might have relented upon hearing Qi Yang’s name. But Liu Wuxie was different—even if his opponent stood at the Heaven Profound Realm, he would not waver.

"What a stubborn fool!" Liu Wuxie seethed. He despised those who wasted his time. Without hesitation, he swung the Heretic Blade, severing the youth’s right arm in a single, ruthless strike. The limb disintegrated into a mist of blood, vaporized by the sheer force of the attack.

"ARGH!" The youth’s agonized scream tore through the air as his body convulsed violently. He teetered on the edge of unconsciousness, but Liu Wuxie wouldn’t allow him to slip away so easily—he infused his energy with an ice attribute, keeping the youth painfully awake.

"I’ll ask again—who are you? Who is Qi Yang? Who sent you, and what is your purpose here?" Liu Wuxie’s voice was low and menacing as he lowered the blade toward the youth’s left arm, delivering a silent but unmistakable warning.

The intense pain in his right shoulder finally scared the youth, and his facial expression twisted. But the Earth-Binding Chains held him in place, and he could not do anything.

"My name is Hu Yi, and I'm from White Dragon Peak. Qi Yang, my senior brother, signed an agreement with Heavenly Gate Peak over control of the spiritual field. But this year's harvest mysteriously disappeared, so he sent us to investigate," Hu Yi finally confessed, spilling everything he knew.

Liu Wuxie fell into deep thought. His speculation had been correct.

"Is Qi Yang a true disciple?" Liu Wuxie asked, determined to gather more information.

"He's a holy son at the second-level Spirit Profound Realm!" Hu Yi spilled everything he knew, hoping to buy him mercy.

"Where's this Qi Yang now?" Liu Wuxie asked. He knew he had to prepare as he wasn't strong enough to face someone at the Spirit Profound Realm.

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"He's away on a mission and won't return for another month or two. The spiritual rice has matured, and he instructed us to collect it using a Communication Talisman," Hu Yi said pleadingly. His arrogance from earlier had vanished entirely.

"You can die now!" Liu Wuxie swung the Heretic Blade without hesitation, and Hu Yi's head flew away.

Even in his death, Hu Yi couldn't figure out how they had lost to someone at the Nascent Transformation Realm.

When Hu Yi was killed, the grey figure in the sky vanished, but he had witnessed the entire process.

Liu Wuxie retrieved their interspatial rings, summoned demonic flames to erase all traces of the battle, and left nothing behind before making his way back to Heavenly Gate Peak. When he returned to his hut, it was as if nothing had happened. His gaze shifted toward a hut a hundred meters away.

Before leaving earlier, he had sensed a faint presence trailing him. It was weak, but the Ancestral Tree had alerted him to it. However, he quickly pushed the thought aside and turned his attention to the interspatial rings.

"Jackpot!" Liu Wuxie smiled when he checked the contents of the interspatial rings.

The combined wealth of the two had reached five to six hundred thousand spirit stones, but that wasn't the most valuable find. There were over a thousand Azure Yang Pills, and they were treasures.

New disciples would only receive ten Azure Yang Pills each. Liu Wuxie had taken one before and knew its exceptional effects. Though it wasn't a spiritual pill, it was a top-tier, tenth-grade pill. Alongside the pills were multiple weapons and spiritual herbs.

"Spiritual pill!" Liu Wuxie was excited to find a spiritual pill in Hu Yi's interspatial ring. Once again, this proved that robbing and killing was the fastest way to accumulate wealth.

But as he had just recently consumed a spiritual pill, he still hadn't absorbed it fully. He would have to wait until his cultivation reached perfection before taking another.

By dawn, he had sorted through everything and swallowed an Azure Yang Pill. The pills were converted into liquid and flowed through his body, strengthening his physique and purifying his true essence.

After absorbing the energies of two True Profound Realm cultivators, Liu Wuxie gained several hundred more laws in the desolate world, further enhancing his combat prowess.

Stepping out of the hut, he stretched lazily before changing into an azure robe. After gathering information about Star Eclipse Valley, he prepared to leave.

"Junior brother, be careful!" Jiang Le repeated before they parted ways.

Bidding farewell to his three senior brothers, Liu Wuxie turned into a streak and left Heavenly Gate Peak.

Star Eclypse Valley was only two hours away from Heavenly Gate Peak. After leaving the mountain, Liu Wuxie ran into many new disciples heading in the same direction.

Liu Wuxie was the only disciple from Heavenly Gate Peak. He passed through several mountain ranges before Star Eclypse Valley was finally in sight and crowded with people. Over three thousand disciples had joined the seven peaks, while the other two thousand had joined the cavern, three courts, and five institutions.

When he arrived at Star Eclypse Valley's entrance, the disciple responsible for the registration was from White Dragon Peak.

"Which peak are you from, and what's your name?" the disciple asked, glancing at Liu Wuxie with an indifferent expression.

"Heavenly Gate Peak, Liu Wuxie!"

The moment Heavenly Gate Peak was mentioned, Liu Wuxie immediately became the center of attention. Dozens of gazes turned toward him curiously.

By now, every new disciple had heard of Heavenly Gate Peak's infamous reputation. It was considered a graveyard for new disciples, a place where those assigned were eventually forced to leave.

"Go on in," said the disciple in charge of registration as more disciples came.

"I'm only here to register my name, and I won't be going in," Liu Wuxie replied politely.

"Oh, come on! We're all new disciples, and you should leave after the gathering ends." Right then, a group of people approached with malicious grins on their faces.

Liu Wuxie immediately recognized them as disciples of Profound Cloud Gate, ones who often lingered around Ning Hai.

While Ning Hai had joined the Myriad Phase Cavern, they had joined the seven peaks.

"Not interested," Liu Wuxie rejected flatly. He had no intention of getting involved with them. His focus was on cultivation—he wanted to leave early and push for another breakthrough as soon as possible.

After all, it was only a matter of time before Qi Yang learned about the spiritual rice, so he had to increase his cultivation by any means necessary.

But just as he was about to turn away, several figures suddenly stepped in front of him, blocking his path.

"What's the meaning of this?" Liu Wuxie's eyes turned cold.

"Nothing much. We’re just inviting you to join the banquet," the youth who had stepped forward said with a malicious grin. His tone made it clear that it wasn’t a request.

"And if I refuse?" The surrounding temperature plummeted, and more disciples gathered around to seal off any possible escape routes.

"You can refuse, but you'll have to crawl out and admit that you're a coward," said the youth, and the crowd burst into laughter.

Everyone's hostile gazes locked onto Liu Wuxie the moment they learned he was a disciple of Heavenly Gate Peak.

"Senior Brother Ren Ping, why are you making things difficult for him? If he crawls out of here, how will he ever face anyone again?" someone mocked, fueling the growing ridicule.

The surrounding disciples, all newcomers, harbored resentment toward Liu Wuxie for stealing the limelight. Now that they had a chance to humiliate him, they weren’t about to let it slip away.

"Crawl!"

"Crawl!"

More voices joined in, chanting as they demanded that Liu Wuxie crawl beneath Ren Ping.

Liu Wuxie stood alone—no one stepped forward to help him. His gaze turned ice-cold, laced with murderous intent. Ren Ping, after all, was merely at the pinnacle of the Nascent Transformation Realm.

"Get lost!" Liu Wuxie roared. His voice was infused with a soul attack that rippled out in waves. This caught Ren Ping by surprise, and he fell to the ground before he could respond.

Everyone was caught off guard. No one expected Liu Wuxie to send someone at the pinnacle of the Nascent Transformation Realm flying with a roar.

Most of the new disciples who joined the seven peaks were at the Nascent Transformation Realm, with only a handful reaching the True Profound Realm—and those who did had all joined White Dragon Peak or Half-Moon Peak.

"Liu Wuxie, you're courting death!" Ren Ping roared as he staggered back to his feet.

Being sent flying by a mere roar was a humiliation beyond words. If he didn’t put Liu Wuxie in his place now, he would lose all dignity and have no face left to remain in the academy.

He didn't hesitate to strike with his palm, and this sparked Liu Wuxie's murderous intent. He knew he had to make an example out of someone today, or these people would pester him like flies.

Just as he was about to retaliate, a terrifying aura descended from the sky.

"Stop, all of you!"

An elder descended from the sky, his sharp gaze sweeping over Liu Wuxie and Ren Ping, lingering particularly on Liu Wuxie, who had dared to injure someone in public.

"What's going on here?" The elder asked coldly after he descended.

"This brat disrespected the academy’s rules and refused to attend the banquet," Ren Ping bowed humbly, adopting the demeanor of a wronged disciple as he spoke. "I stopped him for that reason, but instead of repenting, he attacked me. I ask for the elder’s judgment!"

That elder nodded and turned to look at Liu Wuxie. His voice turned cold, "Why did you refuse to participate in the banquet?"

After all, the academy's rules required that all new disciples partake in the banquet to get to know each other.