This Young Master Has Infinite Comprehension-Chapter 48: Battle in the Forest Skies

"I won it fairly, so why should I hand it over to you?" Wang Gu asked.

"Daoist friend, don’t make this more complicated than it needs to be. You clearly have no idea who you’re dealing with," the sect elder replied, a Mid Core Formation cultivator.

Wang Gu narrowed his eyes and stared firmly at them. In his view, he could still handle them since the gap in strength was not yet significant.

The two sect elders were at the Core Formation stage, while the man flying behind them was only a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

With Wang Gu’s strength, he could at the very least exhaust them, or kill the Foundation Establishment cultivator.

"I will not hand it over."

"Then accept your death!" the elder shouted.

The old man charged forward and summoned his sword. Wang Gu reacted at once, drawing out his own sword, though it was not the rusty one from yesterday’s auction.

Only that elder attacked Wang Gu. The other sect elder remained standing in front of the Young Master of Dong Yang Sect.

Wang Gu shot them a sharp glance, narrowing his eyes. "If your Young Master is that weak, then your sect clearly has no solid foundation!"

"How dare you talk about something else while fighting me!" the old man roared, an Early Core Formation sect elder.

The old man formed hand seals with both hands, activating the magical rune behind his back and manifesting the projection of a flaming lion.

He thrust his hand forward, commanding the flaming lion to charge toward Wang Gu and devour him. Wang Gu fell silent for a moment, raised his hand, and summoned golden qi.

BLAST!

"HAHA!"

Red smoke billowed into the sky. The sect elder felt triumphant, fully convinced that his attack had already destroyed Wang Gu.

The Young Master of Dong Yang Sect smiled widely and ordered his elder to retrieve all of Wang Gu’s belongings.

"Yes, Young Master."

The elder waved his hand, sweeping away the red smoke that blocked his vision. The moment it cleared, the old man was utterly shocked.

"What?!"

Wang Gu had blocked the attack by relying on the defense of the Golden Bell technique. The flaming lion of Dong Yang Sect’s elder had been destroyed, yet it failed to break through Wang Gu’s defensive art.

Just as I expected. A sect with a weak foundation trains weak elders as well.

"You think such a low-level attack can defeat me?!" Wang Gu said sharply.

Wang Gu’s hands began forming seals, qi light shining at his fingertips as a massive golden magical rune appeared behind him.

Both sect elders gasped. Just from sensing the aura of that technique, they could already feel the overwhelming gap between their strength and Wang Gu’s.

"Cultivating without powerful techniques is completely useless!"

The young man thrust his hand forward, and a massive golden dragon shot out from the magical rune, shocking them.

The two sect elders reacted quickly, forming hand seals and bringing forth the formation taught by their sect.

A crimson dome wall appeared, protecting the three of them. Wang Gu’s golden fire dragon began breathing golden flames against the formation wall, and they immediately started feeling the terrifying pressure of his attack.

He strengthened his dragon further, releasing a trace of Primordial Soul consciousness essence and merging it into his Sky-Shaking Golden Dragon technique. That soul consciousness essence amplified the technique’s power several times over.

COUGH!

The two of them coughed up blood and felt their strength draining drastically, even though Wang Gu had only used a single technique.

"Why is your technique so powerful? Who exactly are you? What is your true cultivation base?!" they shouted.

Wang Gu raised his hand, stretched it forward, and clenched his palm tightly.

"You have no right to know!"

"AAAKKKHH!"

BLAST!

The explosion shattered the dome wall and collapsed the formation taught by their sect. All three of them were blasted out of the sky, crashing into the forest ground and coughing up blood once more.

Wang Gu flew closer to them, still keeping his golden fire dragon active. He did not attack them.

"You... are you going to kill us?" the sect elder asked.

"No."

"I’m certain that useless Young Master of yours is holding a communication plate right now to summon someone from your sect."

He pointed forward, two fingers aimed directly at the Young Master of Dong Yang Sect. His soul attack technique was already active, merely waiting to be released.

"If you call them, you die by my hand!" Wang Gu said coldly.

The two Dong Yang Sect elders were stunned. They lifted their heads and saw golden lightning gathering on Wang Gu’s right hand, fully condensed at the tips of his two fingers.

It was a Soul Attack Technique.

"A Soul Attack Technique? Impossible. A Core Formation cultivator shouldn’t be able to master such a technique. Who exactly are you?!" the Mid Core Formation elder shouted.

"Hand over the plate, and I’ll let all of you leave safely!"

ROAARR!

The golden fire dragon behind Wang Gu let out a thunderous roar, crushing their morale with sheer intimidation. The Young Master of Dong Yang Sect became terrified. He did not want to die.

"I don’t want to die."

The man threw the red plate toward Wang Gu. Wang Gu caught it and held it firmly.

Slowly, the soul attack lightning in his hand faded away. The Soul Attack Technique was deactivated, though Wang Gu still kept the golden fire dragon active.

"A man is judged by his word. Leave!" Wang Gu said firmly.

The three of them got up and cupped their hands respectfully toward Wang Gu before flying away from the forest.

Once they were far enough away, Wang Gu finally deactivated his Sky-Shaking Golden Dragon technique.

Fortunately, their sect’s formation wall had been unable to destroy Wang Gu’s golden fire dragon. If they had succeeded, his primordial soul would have been damaged because of the soul consciousness essence he had infused earlier.

He raised his hand and looked at the plate. Wang Gu had no need for it at all. He tossed it far away into another part of the forest.

After the battle ended, Wang Gu flew swiftly away from the forest skies and returned to Feng Ye Sect.

He needed to inform the elders and Sect Master Feng Qing about his plan. It would help keep them from losing hope.

From a distance, Feng Ye Sect could be seen beneath the protective dome of its formation. Wang Gu landed in the front courtyard of the sect, drawing the attention of many people.

Elder Su Yue noticed Wang Gu’s arrival and hurried over.

"How did it go, Daoist Wang Gu?" Su Yue asked.

"I need to discuss this with all of you, the elders, and Sect Master Feng Qing personally."

Su Yue nodded. He walked side by side with Wang Gu into the sect’s main hall. The inside of the building looked quiet, with only a few people present.

Wang Gu’s attention shifted to Sect Master Feng Qing, who sat weakly upon her throne, continuously cultivating in order to stabilize the death aura within her body.

Wang Gu and Su Yue entered, walking through the great hall until they stood directly before Sect Master Feng Qing.

The woman opened her eyes. Wang Gu had arrived with a resolute expression.

"Daoist Wang, you don’t need to trouble yourself by helping us," Feng Qing said softly.

"I’ve already discovered the whereabouts of the Nine Yin Cold Flame. That demonic flame is in the possession of Yin-Yang Sect."

"Yin-Yang Sect? Then we have no hope."

"We do," Wang Gu replied.

Feng Qing focused her gaze on the man before her. "Do you have a plan, Daoist Wang?"

Wang Gu glanced ahead and nodded. He explained that he already had a plan for it.

"The Seven Peaks of the Northern Mountains."

"The Seven Peaks of the Northern Mountains?" Su Yue asked.

"That’s right."

"Legend says there is an eighth peak hidden within those mountains. At the eighth peak, one can ask the heavens for anything."

"I only need to find a way to locate that eighth peak."

Feng Qing fell silent, then looked toward her sect elders, who seemed to agree with Wang Gu. In the end, Sect Master Feng Qing could not stop him.

"Then I’m sorry to trouble you, Daoist Wang."

"It’s no problem," Wang Gu replied.

"You can go to Hong Su City and consult Lady Wang Yunxi. She is an alchemist and may be able to help refine a pill to improve Sect Master Feng Qing’s condition while I’m away."

"Lady Wang Yunxi? I don’t know, Daoist friend. We are only a small sect. We fear they may not be willing to help us," Su Yue said.

Wang Gu turned to look at Su Yue. "You only need to go there and say that I was the one who sent you. Tell them that I am the man carrying the map to the Seven Peaks of the Northern Mountains."

"Lady Wang Yunxi will definitely help you!"