Two Realms Shuttle Gate: Don't Call Me a Demon!-Chapter 457 - 305: Wei Ji_2

Chapter 457: Chapter 305: Wei Ji_2

Yu Wenjing’s skin shimmered with a black gold sheen, and the vague outline of a Qilin Dragon Pattern could be faintly discerned on his body. He clenched his teeth tightly, managing to withstand the piercing strikes, but still, his flesh was ripped apart, and blood flowed profusely.

Yu Wenjing had risen to the Secret Realm not long ago. Although his Divine Body was ranked fourteenth—the Obsidian Scale Body—it still fell two levels short of the Ghost Ridge Palace’s Elder. The Elder’s wave of attacks carried the damage of three properties, and while Yu Wenjing was able to hold his own, he was slightly outmatched. This alone was sufficient proof of his strength.

“Brother Yu Wen, be careful.”

“Brother Yu Wen, I’m here to lend you a hand.”

On the battlefield, Mo Shiyao and Xiao Guanglian shouted out; they had gone patrolling together and had stumbled upon the surprise attack by Ghost Ridge Palace.

Like these talented disciples, they favored gathering together on normal days to exchange ideas and knowledge, and to engage in discussions about everything under the sun.

However, unlike Yu Wenjing, both Xiao Guanglian and Mo Shiyao had not yet broken through to the Ten Levels of Yunling Realm.

Advancing to the Secret Realm is no easy feat, and even for geniuses, it often requires a substantial amount of grinding and effort.

“Don’t interfere,”

Yu Wenjing instantly rejected their offer, knowing that the Elder from Ghost Ridge Palace present had reached the Third Level of Secret Realm cultivation, even achieving success with the refinement of Primordial Spirit, far beyond the abilities of ordinary Secret Realm cultivators.

If Xiao Guanglian and Mo Shiyao were to step in, there was a high chance they would be struck down instantly. Did they really think that bridging a significant realm gap in battle was that simple?

To achieve that, one had to either be an Immortal Seed or possess a body constitution ranked within the top ten among Divine Bodies; only then, it might be possible.

“Yu Wen, you seem to be regressing the more you struggle.”

Just as the battlefield reached a fever pitch, a cold voice suddenly descended from the sky.

Accompanied by surging Spiritual Energy like a violent storm, a Flying Sword swept across the battlefield, decapitating the heads of the Ghost Ridge Palace Disciples one by one.

Thud!

Thud.

The bodies of the Ghost Ridge Palace Disciples swayed and toppled, their heads stacked together upon falling, building a grisly monument as the stench of blood assailed the senses.

“Who goes there?”

The Elder from Ghost Ridge Palace looked up in alarm and anger, following the direction of the voice.

“I’m right here.”

The voice came from behind him; the Elder wanted to react, but it was already too late.

A chain of golden dragon locks entwined his limbs, rendering his Spiritual Power completely unresponsive, plunging him into a semi-dormant state.

“Is this the might of a Ghost Ridge Palace Demon Cultivator? Utterly disappointing.”

A disdainful laugh sounded as a man dressed in a blue-patterned long robe, with his hair neatly tied up, eyes like bright stars, and a handsome face withdrew his hand from the chest of the Ghost Ridge Palace Elder, clutching a still-beating heart.

As the heart was removed, the Elder’s body, which had already been wounded in the skirmish with Yu Wenjing, showed an immediate dimming of the light in his eyes.

“It’s you, Wei Ji. When did you return?”

Seeing the young man, Yu Wenjing’s expression turned rather unpleasant.

“Wei Ji, is he the Immortal Seed from Guan Chao Pavilion?”

Xiao Guanglian, hearing the name, wore a face full of disbelief.

“The foremost among the young generation of Qingzhou.”

Mo Shiyao’s bright eyes sparkled with shock upon hearing the name that resonated like thunder.

In Qingzhou, there are numerous Divine Sons and Divine Bodies, but when it comes to who is the first among the young generation, there is a universally recognized strongest—Wei Ji, a prodigiously talented individual of twenty.

This very person, dumped by his fiancee at fifteen, joined Guan Chao Pavilion, and without any special physical constitution, his cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds. At only sixteen, he broke through to the Secret Realm.

Even before advancing to the Secret Realm, he had condensed his Primordial Spirit and boasted a commendable record of publicly defeating Secret Realm cultivators while still in the Yunling Realm.

After advancing to the Secret Realm, his progress was unstoppable, having once single-handedly overturned three Secret Realm cultivators.

“He was so powerful because, it is said, his luck was astonishing. Walking down the road, he could step on thousand-year-old spiritual medicine, stumble upon divine weapons at street stalls, and when buying elixir, alchemists with not much longer to live would take him on as a disciple, imparting a lifetime of knowledge. When he went down the mountain to carry out missions, he would encounter one adventure after another.”

“He treated an unconscious old man, who turned out to be the father of the Qingzhou Governor, with a granddaughter of heavenly beauty who secretly granted him her favor.”

“When on escort missions, he could move the hearts of noble daughters, who admired his talents.”

“He was even involved in solving many major cases, exorcising demons and defending the way, earning praise from everyone, becoming everyone else’s child.”

“Later, Wei Ji ventured alone to the Capital, and it had been two years since anyone had heard from him; unexpectedly, he chose this moment to suddenly return to Qingzhou.”

“The Sect encountered some trouble, so I came back to help. What’s with that surprised look? Are you afraid that I will come back to Guan Chao Pavilion and overshadow you?”

Wei Ji laughed heartily while Yu Wenjing’s face darkened, having his sore spot prodded by the other party.

“There may be seven or eight Divine Sons and Daughters in Guan Chao Pavilion, but all of them have been outshone by Wei Ji, an ordinary disciple with mediocre qualifications, which has aroused a lot of envy and resentment.”

“Back in Guan Chao Pavilion, Yu Wenjing didn’t miss any opportunity to go against him and press him down, but each time the latter would turn misfortune into a blessing.”

“Even through a series of unfortunate events, instead of tricking others, he’d end up falling into the gutter himself.”

“Why return now of all times, so suddenly wanting to make an impression in front of the Sect? Is that it?”

Yu Wenjing’s eyes were alert, wondering if Wei Ji, not wanting to be outshone by the imminent downfall of Ghost Ridge Palace and the eradication of Qingzhou’s largest Demon Cultivation Sect, desired to take part just for the sake of gaining some experience.”

Yu Wenjing certainly thought about competing for the position of Sect Master of Guan Chao Pavilion in the future and always saw Wei Ji as his biggest competitor.”

However, Wei Ji just smiled lightly and said, “Yu Wen, oh Yu Wen, what do you take me for? The world out there is vast, and the power of Guan Chao Pavilion is nothing compared to true strength.”

“You’ve only gone to the Capital for two years. Even if you’ve made a name for yourself there, within the Da Li Dynasty, our Guan Chao Pavilion is also very renowned.”

Yu Wenjing clenched his teeth, pained by Wei Ji’s look that suggested Yu Wen could not comprehend higher aspirations, and he felt an inexplicable surge of anger.”

“No, you haven’t understood what I meant.”

Wei Ji shook his head but, seeing Yu Wenjing’s expression, did not continue to explain and instead turned his head to look at the scene in the center of the action.

“I came to catch up with an old friend, and just happened to run into these Demon Cultivators attacking. Wasn’t Ghost Ridge Palace supposed to be surrounded by the Five Sects? Such a vicious attack on the camp doesn’t look like they were pressured into it!”

Pointing at the heads of Ghost Ridge Palace disciples on the ground, Wei Ji expressed his confusion.

“Who knows what kind of madness Ghost Ridge Palace was in, maybe it’s just a last-ditch struggle, not willing to sit still while they still have the ability to fight back,”

Xiao Guanglian said, sneering. He knew Wei Ji as well.

“Makes sense, Little Xiaozi. Speaking of which, how come you’re still at the Yunling Realm? I remember when I was at the Fifth Level of Yunling Realm, you were at the Ten Levels, and when I broke through to the Secret Realm, you were still at the Ten Levels. Now I’m at the Secret Realm Third Level, and you’re still at the Ten Levels? Still relying on treasures granted by your grandfather to fight, huh! Even struggling to kill these riffraff Demon Cultivators, you really aren’t ambitious.”

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Wei Ji looked at Xiao Guanglian with a teasing smile, and his words nearly made Xiao Guanglian spit blood in anger.

“If you can’t speak, then don’t speak.”

Xiao Guanglian clenched his fists, wishing he could land a punch on Wei Ji, if only he could beat him.

Damn it, he thinks everyone is a freak like him, breaking through one level of cultivation a month at Yunling Realm and climbing one step a year after reaching the Secret Realm, advancing as easily as eating and drinking.

“Brother Wei, it’s been a long time,”

Mo Shiyao greeted with a bow, recognizing Wei Ji.

The higher one goes, the smaller the circle becomes. There are only so many prominent young figures in Qingzhou, and the well-known folks are familiar to each other.

Wei Ji nodded and said with a smile, “Junior Sister Mo becomes even more charming! If it weren’t for the many beauties I have, I would hardly be able to resist pursuing you, the number one beauty of Qingzhou.”

“Brother Wei is joking, I dare not claim to be Qingzhou’s number one beauty.”

Mo Shiyao flatly denied, but her eyes curved happily, clearly pleased by the praise from Wei Ji, recognized as the top of Qingzhou’s younger generation.