Starting With Chaos Physique-Chapter 48 - With the Divine Son Paving the Way, the Sacred Tomb Is as Easy as a Walk in a Park

Chapter 48 With the Divine Son Paving the Way, the Sacred Tomb Is as Easy as a Walk in a Park

Hearing Gu Changsheng’s explanation, Qin Qingqing froze for a moment. Her suspicious gaze lingered on his impossibly handsome face, as if trying to discern whether he was lying.

But it seems… he has no reason to lie.

The Ying clan’s soul-splitting technique, a wondrous and renowned method across the Three Thousand Dao Realms, is indeed famous.

“Then why did you scare me earlier?” Qin Qingqing asked, grinding her teeth in frustration after piecing things together.

She felt that Gu Changsheng was bullying her!

“When did I scare you?” Gu Changsheng raised an eyebrow, countering her question.

“Fine, maybe I’m just being overly sensitive,” Qin Qingqing huffed, annoyed.

“By the way, what did you mean earlier when you said you’re my fiancée?” Gu Changsheng asked.

He had never heard the elders in his family mention such a thing.

After all, wouldn’t such a matter require his consent first? Besides, he wasn’t even at an age where marriage was a consideration.

Hearing this, a blush spread rapidly across Qin Qingqing’s porcelain cheeks. She stammered, “Uh… well… about that…”

She had only heard the elders in her clan occasionally mention a potential alliance with the Gu family through marriage.

Naturally, she had assumed that Gu Changsheng would be the chosen match.

But how could she possibly say such a thing out loud?

Seeing that Qin Qingqing didn’t answer, Gu Changsheng didn’t press further, his demeanor showing complete indifference.

“What, are you looking down on me or something?” Qin Qingqing huffed lightly.

If the news of her marriage prospects were to spread, countless young talents would undoubtedly storm the Qin family’s gates.

And yet this guy didn’t seem to care at all—how infuriating! Is there something wrong with me?

Gu Changsheng didn’t continue the topic and instead asked, “The path ahead is full of danger. Are you sure you want to keep following me?”

Qin Qingqing’s expression turned serious as she furrowed her delicate brows. After pondering for a moment, she replied, “If we stick together, we can look out for each other in case of danger. Or do you think I’ll just drag you down?”

At this point, leaving makes no sense, nor is it necessary.

After all, Gu Changsheng’s strength is evident. If he had any malicious intentions toward me, he would have acted long ago.

“I do think you’ll drag me down,” Gu Changsheng said bluntly as he began walking forward.

“You… Fine! Then I’ll stick around just to spite you!” Qin Qingqing gritted her teeth, fuming.

…

At the same time, on a Wasteland mountain millions of miles away, a ruined Daoist temple sat atop its peak.

Inside, a young man in Daoist robes, seated cross-legged on a straw mat, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood with a loud wah!

Cracks began to spread across his face like fractured porcelain, giving him a terrifying and grotesque appearance.

“My other half-soul… How was it destroyed?” the Daoist youth said, his expression dark and ghostly.

This was none other than Ying Nie’s other half-soul, the one that Gu Changsheng had destroyed in the Northern Wasteland Sacred Tomb.

While in the middle of critical cultivation, he had abruptly discovered that the other half of his soul had disappeared entirely, the connection severed—destroyed.

Ying Nie quickly activated a secret technique to trace the memories of his lost soul. Moments later, he let out an enraged roar, his eyes turning blood-red.

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“Gu Changsheng! I will never reconcile with you!”

His voice boomed like thunder, carrying boundless fury.

The surrounding mountains crumbled under the force, startling countless birds and beasts into frantic flight.

His greatest reliance—the Primordial Root—had been stolen. His half-soul had been obliterated.

And the culprit was none other than the Gu family’s divine son, Gu Changsheng.

This was an enmity that could not be resolved—a hatred destined to end in death.

…

On the edge of the Northern Wasteland Sacred Tomb, more and more young elites were arriving at the site.

Lacking the strength of Gu Changsheng or Ying Nie, they were much slower to reach the area. Nonetheless, their faces were filled with excitement and anticipation as they prepared to venture into the sacred tomb.

Whoosh!

The sound of divine lights slicing through the air filled the skies as cultivators broke through the beast tide, their blood-soaked bodies rushing toward the ruins ahead.

“This isn’t good—there are remnants of formation restrictions here!”

A young cultivator from the Immortal Lake suddenly shouted, his face filled with horror and despair.

He had barely arrived when he was thrust into a deadly crisis.

Boom!

In the next moment, the formation lit up, killing intent surging into the heavens. The young genius was instantly obliterated, his body reduced to a mist of blood.

“Like moths to a flame—that’s what this is,” a young member of the Gu family said with a smirk.

Divine lights streaked over their heads, each representing someone trying to enter the ruins. But waves of mysterious energy spread out like ripples, causing those who ventured too far to explode into blood mist, their bodies and souls annihilated.

“Even the divine son wouldn’t dare fly recklessly here, and these people value their lives so little,” said Gu Minghuang, a graceful figure with a divine phoenix mark between her brows.

“This place is riddled with terrifying formation imprints. Without the right path, it’s certain death!”

A knowledgeable young rogue cultivator stopped in mid-air, his piercing gaze scanning the surroundings as he spoke gravely.

Others quickly realized the danger and halted. They understood that while the sacred tomb was filled with opportunities, they needed to survive to claim them.

A mysterious aura emanated from the ruins, and immense power slowly coalesced, shrouding the skies with a misty haze.

The power of the restrictive formations rendered the airspace forbidden—even cultivators beyond the Earth Cracking Realm had to walk carefully.

“The divine son has left us a path to follow. We just need to stick to it,” said Gu Guangming, his eyes lighting up as he sensed the trail deliberately left behind by Gu Changsheng.

“Indeed, the young master left his aura behind here as well,” Tuoba Siyu confirmed, nodding as he too detected Gu Changsheng’s presence.

Hearing this, the other members of the Gu family were instantly overjoyed.

“Perfect! With the divine son leading the way, this tomb will be a walk in the park for us.”

Their words were filled with unrestrained reverence for Gu Changsheng.