Chapter 67: First Calm the Heart, Then Begin the Devil Qi Infusion Technique
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“Hm? The Devil’s Abyss?”
Elder Lü paused slightly, glancing at Yu Xian, who was still focused entirely on Xiao Wusheng and hadn’t reacted at all to the threat of his dantian being destroyed. His brows furrowed slightly. After a moment, he spoke in a slow tone, “That works. At least we’re not wasting him.”
Gu Hanfeng laughed heartily and said, “Senior Brother Lü is truly merciful.”
Then he waved his hand and announced, “Fellow Daoists, apologies for disturbing the alchemy contest just now! For those who haven’t completed their round, please resume your competition.”
Ling Huyang quickly followed up with laughter, organizing the remaining contestants to continue their refining battles.
Though there were some complaints, most participants said nothing more.
After all, everyone had been forced to pause at the same time—no one gained an advantage, and no one suffered a loss.
They all returned to their cauldrons and opponents and resumed the pill contest.
As for Guo Pin and Li’er, their faces showed deep resentment.
Especially Li’er, who was filled with venom but didn’t dare speak again.
Having grown up in a powerful clan, she knew very well who could be offended and who absolutely couldn’t. Questioning a Golden Core cultivator in the slightest was not allowed.
Gu Hanfeng then stepped over to Yu Xian and Xiao Wusheng, smiling faintly. “Fellow Daoist Xiao, Yu Xian, rest assured. The crisis has passed.”
Xiao Wusheng stood slowly, looking at Gu Hanfeng with calm eyes. “Thank you, fellow Daoist, but may I ask—what is your true intention?”
Gu Hanfeng helping them?
That was a joke.
Xiao Wusheng had clearly heard their earlier conversation. The so-called “Devil’s Abyss”?
He’d never heard of such a place in his life. But just from the name, it clearly wasn’t a good place.
Gu Hanfeng smiled. “My intention? Naturally, it’s to save your lives. Otherwise, if Senior Brother Lü had destroyed your cultivation, wouldn’t that be the same as dying?”
“And the price?”
Xiao Wusheng asked coldly. “What price do you want? You want me to enter the Devil’s Abyss? Fine, I’ll go.”
Gu Hanfeng shook his head. “You won’t do. You’d definitely die if you went. Pointless. He has to go.”
He looked at Yu Xian and smiled. “He’s more suitable.”
Xiao Wusheng’s face twisted with emotion. “I said I’ll go! If I die, it’s my own business!”
But Gu Hanfeng ignored him and simply looked at Yu Xian.
Yu Xian reached out and pressed on Xiao Wusheng’s wrist, speaking calmly, “Master, I’ll go.”
“You can’t!”
Xiao Wusheng shouted suddenly, “That place must be incredibly dangerous! He’s sending you to your death!”
“No.”
Yu Xian shook his head, looking at Gu Hanfeng with a calm expression. “If he wanted to kill me, wouldn’t he have just let that man destroy my dantian? Why go to the trouble of sending me elsewhere? That Devil’s Abyss might be dangerous, but it’s not a certain death.”
“Hahaha, you’re smart.”
Gu Hanfeng laughed. “Yes, it’s dangerous, but not a death sentence. Otherwise, who would go in? Don’t worry. As long as you retrieve a specific herb for me, the sin between you and your master will be forgiven.”
Yu Xian nodded seriously. “Alright, I’ll go. But I have a condition: let my master leave safely first.”
“My disciple!?”
Xiao Wusheng turned in shock, wanting to speak.
But Yu Xian gripped his wrist and said firmly, “Master, I’ll be fine! Trust me! Leave first. Wait for me to return!”
“Fine.”
Gu Hanfeng smiled. “Fellow Daoist Xiao, your disciple’s good intentions—you can’t refuse. Leave now and do your best. Otherwise, if you stay, my senior brother Lü might change his mind again.”
Xiao Wusheng’s face twitched violently, filled with sorrow and powerlessness.
He couldn’t protect his disciple.
Instead, it was his disciple who had to save him.
“Master, go. Only then can I truly focus.”
Yu Xian’s voice was firm, determined. “Believe in me.”
Believe in me…
Xiao Wusheng’s lips trembled as he looked at the youth who had quietly grown up. At last, he nodded.
He wasn’t senile—he knew clearly that staying here would only make Yu Xian a hostage, a weakness to be exploited.
Only by safely returning to Qingyun Sect could he remove that burden and give Yu Xian the freedom to escape—or even counterattack!
He bit his lip and nodded heavily. “I’ll go. I’ll wait for you at Qingyun Sect! If you don’t return in one year—I swear I will avenge you!”
In this moment, Xiao Wusheng’s long life suddenly felt a decisive clarity.
Yu Xian’s heart eased slightly. He smiled and nodded. “I’ll be back. Definitely.”
Xiao Wusheng left.
Resolutely.
Like a madman.
Outside the Medicine King Valley, Yu Xian stood beside Gu Hanfeng, watching as his master disappeared into the distance. Then he turned, bowed, and said respectfully, “Thank you, senior, for saving our lives.”
Gu Hanfeng paused for a second, then laughed. “It’s nothing. Also, I saw clearly—it was that girl who spoke maliciously and struck first. She deserved what happened to her.”
Yu Xian lowered his eyes and put on a look of grievance. “Senior is truly fair… I really don’t know what I did wrong to anger that other senior so badly…”
Gu Hanfeng chuckled. “Senior Brother Lü has a strange temper. If you hadn’t spoken up, he might’ve just lightly punished you. But by questioning him, you committed a major offense.
Yu Xian, remember—the weak have no right to question the strong.”
Yu Xian nodded solemnly. “Thank you for the lesson, senior. I understand now.”
Gu Hanfeng nodded slightly, showing approval. “Let’s go. The Devil’s Abyss opens in a month. All disciples under the seats of Medicine King Valley’s Golden Core elders will participate.”
Yu Xian’s eyes gleamed slightly.
Disciples under the Golden Core elders…
“Then, under whose tutelage am I considered?” he asked.
Gu Hanfeng smiled. “Since I saved you and your master, you’re naturally under my seat.”
Yu Xian nodded and didn’t argue further.
Gu Hanfeng said, “Come. You have a month. During this time, study the Devil Heart Manual well—otherwise, you may become possessed in the Abyss.”
Yu Xian didn’t know what the Devil Heart Manual was, but he had no choice. He followed Gu Hanfeng, taking it one step at a time.
As a newly advanced Golden Core cultivator, Gu Hanfeng was only a hundred years old. Talented and well-regarded, he’d been granted a territory with excellent spiritual energy—just like how inner sect elders in Qingyun Sect had their own mountain peaks.
They passed through a great plaza where the fourth round of alchemy duels was underway.
But Yu Xian no longer cared about others’ techniques.
Following Gu Hanfeng for two incense sticks’ time, they arrived at his allocated territory deep within the inner valley.
In front of them stood a grand palace—simple, dignified, and imposing.
“Master has returned!”
Several calls rang out. Seven young men and women flew out of the palace and knelt before Gu Hanfeng. “Greetings, Master!”
Four men, three women—all at the peak of Qi Condensation. They appeared only slightly older than Yu Xian.
Gu Hanfeng smiled. “Rise. Let me introduce someone.”
Pointing to Yu Xian, he said, “This is Yu Xian. From today, he’s your junior brother.”
“Senior, what do you mean by this?”
Yu Xian calmly said, “I have not yet acknowledged you as my master.”
A trace of displeasure flashed in Gu Hanfeng’s eyes. “You’re now under my tutelage—at least as an outer disciple. I know your master is Xiao Wusheng, but if you don’t formally acknowledge this, how can you enter the Devil’s Abyss? How can you return to Qingyun Sect?”
Yu Xian looked at him and replied, “I can be an outer disciple, but I will only address you as ‘senior.'”
The seven youths looked at Yu Xian with surprise—this young man dared talk to their master like this?
But Gu Hanfeng merely smiled. “It’s fine.”
He turned and walked into the palace, and the eight disciples followed.
The hall was grand and ancient—befitting a Golden Core expert. Gu Hanfeng sat on the high seat and looked at the eight of them. “You eight will enter the Devil’s Abyss in a month. Your task is simple: bring back a Devilblood Trueflower.”
The seven bowed. “We will not disappoint you, Master!”
Gu Hanfeng smiled and turned his gaze to Yu Xian.
Yu Xian bowed slightly. “Rest assured, senior.”
“Good. Take this.”
He dismissed the others, then waved his hand. A scroll flew to Yu Xian.
Yu Xian caught it.
“Devil Heart Manual”
“Study it well. The more you understand it, the less chance the devils will possess you in the Abyss. I’m doing this for your own good.”
Gu Hanfeng smiled faintly, then turned and left for the inner palace.
Yu Xian watched his figure fade. His expression turned cold.
The stench of conspiracy—undeniable.
Maybe those seven didn’t realize yet.
But a Golden Core cultivator with only young disciples?
Clearly, they were newly recruited.
So what happened to his earlier disciples?
Dead?
Or… something worse?
Exhaling slowly, Yu Xian sat down cross-legged and opened the Devil Heart Manual.
Though it looked impressive, he quickly realized—it was just a basic technique.
Its only purpose: to infuse the body with devil qi, so that one’s aura mimics the devils, thus avoiding their attention.
Through the manual, Yu Xian learned that these devils were not ordinary demons or monsters.
They were formless, intangible, incredibly dangerous.
Once possessed, unless one had reached Nascent Soul and could fight them with divine sense, death was certain—through hallucinations, loss of life force, or soul destruction.
This was why even Golden Core and Nascent Soul experts avoided the Devil’s Abyss.
Sending in Qi Condensation disciples?
If they died—so what?
If they survived and brought something valuable back—profit!
Yu Xian frowned as he read further.
This Devil Heart Manual… felt like a fragment of a much greater technique.
The “devil qi infusion” part was likely just the beginning.
Still, he stopped overthinking.
For now—he would cultivate this art.
Converting spiritual energy into devil qi—
In one month, his body might give off a devil-like aura strong enough to fool the true devils inside.
