Chapter 153: A Bitter Ruse, Killing Huang Long

Seeing the two of them so arrogant and self-important, Gu Xiu couldn't help but smile.

Huang Long Zhenren was a "Three-No" Immortal (no disciple, no treasure, no merit); having received only the Jade Purity Immortal Art, he had never obtained the rest of Yuanshi Tianzun's legacy. In the Investiture of the Gods, he had no battle achievements to speak of, serving merely as a background character for others.

Dao Xing Tianzun's signature treasure, the Pestle of Subduing Demons, was currently in Gu Xiu's hands. Lacking any powerful magical treasures, he was no different from Huang Long in Gu Xiu's eyes.

Facing the killing intent erupting from Dao Xing Tianzun, Gu Xiu remained indifferent, his gaze shifting to Huang Long.

"Huang Long Zhenren, it's one thing for the others of the Chan Sect to call us 'fur-clad and horn-bearing,' but by cursing us, aren't you including yourself in that insult?"

"As an outsider, you will never gain true recognition in the Chan Sect. I think you'd be better off defecting elsewhere."

Huang Long Zhenren had not expected Gu Xiu to sow discord so openly; he was so furious his beard and eyebrows were twitching.

"To think you would compare me to your lot and slander my loyalty to the Chan Sect! See how I punish you!"

Huang Long Zhenren said this and charged forward.

"Master, let me deal with him," Yang Jian requested to meet the enemy.

Gu Xiu did not stop him, instead sending a voice transmission to Yang Jian.

"Yang Jian, use a bit of a bitter ruse. Expose a flaw, fly back, and pretend to have been struck and severely wounded."

Yang Jian was slightly stunned. Although he didn't immediately understand why Gu Xiu wanted him to do this,

he still understood the intent and met Huang Long Zhenren in battle.

The two fought, and then Yang Jian feigned being caught off guard, being sent flying by Huang Long Zhenren.

He traced an arc through the air and spat out a mouthful of blood, appearing to have suffered grave injuries.

Huang Long was slightly stunned; he hadn't expected to strike Yang Jian so severely, but he laughed, "See? Even a yellow-haired brat wants to fight me."

Gu Xiu looked at Yang Jian, who was feigning serious injury, his face filled with fury.

"Huang Long Zhenren, you are a second-generation disciple of the Chan Sect, while Yang Jian is a fourth-generation disciple of the Jie Sect. To bully the young with your seniority and strike with such force—do you not feel ashamed?"

He had used the bitter ruse to make Yang Jian take a hit and appear severely wounded, so that he would have more justification for attacking Dao Xing Tianzun and Huang Long Zhenren next.

Dao Xing Tianzun and Huang Long Zhenren did not know they had fallen for a bitter ruse, their faces full of triumph.

Huang Long Zhenren snorted, "Disrespecting one's elders deserves punishment."

Dao Xing Tianzun also chimed in with a sneer.

"You of the Jie Sect only cultivate magic power, not moral character; you know nothing of propriety. We have no need to observe rules with you."

Master Huanglong nodded in agreement: "Junior Brother Daoxing is right. Let's send him onto the list and use him as a material to eliminate the killing calamity on us."

As he spoke, the two attacked together, their terrifying immortal power erupting instantly as they swept toward Gu Xiu.

Gu Xiu's lips curled slightly. Although he knew the Chan Sect was shameless, he hadn't expected them to be *this* shameless.

Yang Jian had performed a bitter ruse, and now he had to perform one as well.

He spoke slowly.

"You of the Chan Sect love to bully the young with your seniority, but do you think my Jie Sect fears you?"

Gu Xiu's body also radiated powerful immortal energy as he met Dao Xing Tianzun and Huang Long Zhenren.

For a time, immortal power crisscrossed the heavens and earth, the light dazzling and brilliant.

Seeing that the moment had arrived, Gu Xiu smiled slightly and exposed a flaw, letting Dao Xing Tianzun's attack strike him squarely in the chest.

A loud "Bang!" echoed out as Dao Xing Tianzun's strike landed on Gu Xiu's chest.

Gu Xiu groaned, his body flying backward. Once he steadied himself, his face was as pale as paper, appearing to have suffered heavy injuries.

Dao Xing Tianzun sneered, "Yellow-haired brat, now that no one is protecting you, this seat will send you to the list right now!"

Huang Long Zhenren spoke up, "Dao Xing Junior Brother, this child is already severely wounded; there is no need for you to act. Let me go and finish him."

This was the perfect opportunity to show off. Huang Long did not wait for Dao Xing Tianzun to reply and stepped forward without hesitation, intending to kill Gu Xiu.

Gu Xiu's original target had been Dao Xing Tianzun.

But he hadn't expected Huang Long Zhenren to come forward voluntarily.

This was fine, however. Huang Long was not valued by Yuanshi Tianzun, making him perfect for testing Yuanshi Tianzun's bottom line.

He intended to finish Huang Long with the God-Slaying Spear.

But he thought better of it; the God-Slaying Spear was too conspicuous.

Since obtaining the Ancestral Dragon Pearl from the reward, he had yet to use it.

Since Huang Long was of the dragon race, it was only fitting to use the Ancestral Dragon Pearl to end him.

The moment Huang Long drew near, Gu Xiu's lips curled.

Huang Long Zhenren sensed danger and knew he had fallen into a trap; he tried to retreat, but it was already too late.

Gu Xiu unleashed the Ancestral Dragon Pearl, and the brilliant light instantly enveloped Huang Long Zhenren.

Huang Long discovered in terror that he was bound by a power so immense he could not move.

He took a direct hit from the Ancestral Dragon Pearl to the head, which shattered instantly; he didn't even have time to let out a scream before his life was extinguished.

Seeing Gu Xiu unleash the Ancestral Dragon Pearl and kill Huang Long Zhenren, Dao Xing Tianzun was struck with terror.

Knowing the power of this treasure, he dared not linger for even a second and hurriedly performed an escape art.

A flash of immortal light shone from his body as he transformed into a streak of light, fleeing toward the distance.

His face was filled with horror and panic, not a trace of his previous arrogance remaining.