Chapter 1482: The Guardian of the Purple Bamboo Forest

Even the Elders of the sect cannot easily enter the Purple Bamboo Forest; if one trespasses without authorization, they will receive a very heavy punishment.

In front of the Purple Bamboo Forest, there were a few experts standing guard. Of course, to Chen Yu, these experts only had slightly stronger Cultivation and could not truly be considered top-tier, so he resolved the situation with ease and slipped into the Purple Bamboo Forest.

After entering the Bamboo Forest, the first thing that met his eyes was a square-shaped Xuetang, which was only the size of a tripod.

A man, bare-chested, stood within the Xuetang, and the blood within the pool was churning upward as if it were boiling.

The blood submerged his neck, and he kept his eyes closed, seemingly completely unaware of matters outside.

This man's hair was disheveled, and it was unknown how long it had been since he had groomed it; furthermore, with his eyes closed in the Xuetang, he seemed indifferent to the things around him.

Although he did not know the man's background, one could tell from the way he stood in the Xuetang that this fellow was not simple, and since he was the first person encountered after entering the Purple Bamboo Forest, Chen Yu felt that this guy was definitely not to be trifled with.

Therefore, he did not intend to disturb the other party; he bypassed the Xuetang, intending to head into the depths of the Bamboo Forest.

However, just at this moment, the man opened his eyes, took a look at Chen Yu, and chuckled, "You want to go in?"

"Yes, I want to go in," Chen Yu said with a faint smile.

"Unless you have the Sect Master's order, no one should even think about going in." The man looked at Chen Yu with a sidelong glance: "You are very strong, but if I block you, you won't be able to get in."

The man only had his head exposed, so the two of them chatting in this manner appeared extremely bizarre.

Chen Yu smiled and said, "I'm sorry, if I want to go in, I'm afraid no one can stop me, and I have serious business to attend to by coming here."

"Serious business?" The man couldn't help but laugh, and he said leisurely, "How many years has it been? No one has dared to set foot in the Purple Bamboo Forest; people who come here generally don't have any serious business to attend to."

"That may not be so; what if I am the type of person who has serious business?" Chen Yu smiled slightly, looking at the man: "Where does the blood in this Xuetang come from?"

"Beast blood, ancient exotic beasts, Dark Creatures, blood of the Yellow Springs filth-Demons—it has all of them," the man said.

"This blood is like strong acid; it can't be comfortable for you to soak in it, right?" Chen Yu looked at the man with some sympathy and said: "Was it Qingsong who locked you in? Who are you?"

"No, it wasn't him who locked me in; it was I who requested to come in," the man shook his head slightly.

"You requested to come in yourself?" Chen Yu looked at the man with some suspicion, feeling it was somewhat unbelievable.

One must know that the blood in this Xuetang was almost like strong acid; even if the man had achieved success in his cultivation and did not fear beast blood, it shouldn't be very comfortable to soak in it. He requested to come in himself? Either he was practicing an Evil Technique, or he was a madman.

"Yes, haha, don't you think this is a kind of challenge to oneself?" The man chuckled, and he raised his head to look at Chen Yu: "Moreover, in this Xuetang, I have forged a body of Tongpitiegut over these years."

"This is actually also a form of cultivation, don't you think?"

"Indeed, this is a form of cultivation, but this kind of cultivation doesn't seem like any righteous path," Chen Yu shook his head slightly: "Honestly, I don't advocate it."

"Whether you advocate it or not doesn't matter; what's important is that I really like this method of cultivation," the man said with a laugh: "My name is Zhenwu."

"A very unique name." Chen Yu tilted his head and stared at the man; after a long while, he chuckled: "I want to pass through here, no problem, right?"

"There is a problem," the man shook his head slightly and said: "If you want to pass through here, you must defeat me first."

"I cannot see the depth of your strength," Chen Yu stared at him for a long time before shaking his head: "Neither human nor Demon."

In fact, Chen Yu knew clearly in his heart that the more one could not see the depth of someone's strength, the harder they were to deal with. This guy named Zhenwu before him looked very strong.

"It is right that you cannot see it," Zhenwu closed his eyes and said leisurely: "If I were you, I would leave here while I still don't want to fight."

"Sorry, I must pass through today," Chen Yu shook his head slightly and said: "Because behind the Purple Bamboo Forest, the Dream Weavers are imprisoned, and I need to let them sleep forever."

"You came for the Dream Weavers?" The man opened his eyes, stared at Chen Yu, and said: "What a coincidence, I am the one guarding the Dream Weavers. With me here, no one should even think about getting in from here."

"Then does that mean we must have a fight?" Chen Yu asked.

"Yes, we must have a fight," Zhenwu laughed: "I am curious why you came here. Generally speaking, this is a forbidden area of Yunluju; even the Elders in your sect might not be able to come in at any time."

"I am different from them; I am not a person from Yunluju," Chen Yu said.

"That is even stranger," Zhenwu looked at Chen Yu with some confusion and said: "Then how could the people of Yunluju allow you to come over?"

"Is it possible that the current Yunluju has already fallen into dire straits and has already been invaded by foreign enemies?" Chen Yu couldn't help but smile as he saw the look of confusion and bewilderment on his face.

"So Yunluju has been attacked," Zhenwu muttered: "No wonder the bell rang one after another earlier; it rang three times in succession. This is a warning. The last time the bell rang was two sixty-year cycles ago."

"You have stayed here for two sixty-year cycles?" Chen Yu was startled; the person before him was not simple.

"More than that. I was captured and brought here by the ancestors of Yunluju. I was originally a Demon cultivator," Zhenwu said with a laugh: "I was young and arrogant before, didn't know any better, and did some bad things. I also used the fresh blood of living people to cultivate, and later I was captured and brought here by the previous Sect Master."

"In order to make me repent, they locked me here to let me cultivate with a calm heart. In the blink of an eye, two sixty-year cycles have passed."

"So that's how it is. Then you must not have had a pleasant time here. How about this: I will let you out, and you let me in, how about that?" Chen Yu asked.

"That won't do. I promised someone that I would guard this gate well. The most important thing for a person is to keep their word," Zhenwu said earnestly: "If I don't even keep my word, wouldn't I be breaking faith with others?"

"The Sect Master who captured you has long since passed away. The current Sect Master is Qingsong. Honestly, for a person like him, there is no need to risk your life," Chen Yu sighed helplessly.

"I am not risking my life for him. Whatever happens to Yunluju has nothing to do with me," Zhenwu shook his head slightly: "What I need to do now is to guard this place well. As long as you don't come here, even if they are wiped out outside, it is none of my business."