"It’s actually an opportunity nearly pure silver?"

Seeing the scene before him, Gu Yuan was both surprised and delighted.

For over a year, Gu Yuan used Stone Liquid multiple times for exploration but gained very little. Apart from the opportunity found at the Water Curtain Cave-Heaven last time, he had hardly seen opportunities beyond cyan.

This time on Wave Mountain, he didn’t have high hopes initially, but unexpectedly, the Stone Liquid presented him with a surprise.

An opportunity nearly pure silver is enough to slightly change the destiny line.

"However, it’s in a phantom state again..."

"Is it because, in this observation, I did not request specifics like cultivation or Dharma Seal, but merely sought which Spirit Peak would yield the most, thus showing as a phantom? Or like the case on Silverfish Island, will there be unexpected gains?"

Gu Yuan pondered deeply but found no answers, and had to let it go.

"Thankfully, this opportunity shows itself at a lower-grade Spirit Peak, not the top-tier, meaning I can likely withstand the intensity of contest over this peak."

After a brief thought, Gu Yuan decided firmly.

If it were a top-tier Spirit Peak, he would consider carefully, as despite having remarkable skills, top-tier Spirit Peaks among Daoist School disciples not only symbolize a struggle for resources but subtly also a struggle for status.

Disciples in the Qi Refining Ninth Layer would vie for them, and powerful figures among Noble Family disciples might too, making the situation complex.

Gu Yuan lacked complete assurance to guard the Array Disc for a full day.

Guarding the Array Disc for a day means facing relentless attacks from strong Daoist School disciples in the Qi Refining Stage, extremely taxing.

If he were in the Qi Refining Eighth Layer, Gu Yuan might attempt it, but now at the Qi Refining Seventh Layer, attempting a top-tier Spirit Peak would be too conspicuous.

He’s already seized six Spirit Peaks; it isn’t a loss by any means.

No need to take all the gains.

A top-tier Spirit Peak yields little more than a hundred additional Spirit Stones a year over an upper-class Spirit Peak.

The risk and reward don’t match.

Besides, he’s at the Qi Refining Seventh Layer and doesn’t require much face.

"There’s no time to delay, let’s set off quickly and see which immortals are frolicking on my Spirit Peak!"

Gu Yuan chuckled lightly, then got on his Flying Shuttle, heading straight to the Spirit Peak named "Cyan Moon Peak."

...

...

The sky grew dark, and the entire Wave Mountain fell into night.

Cyan Moon Peak was even more silent, with only occasionally the pitiful beast roars echoing, yet they were weak and full of grief.

It seemed this Spirit Peak had been conquered, and the Mountain Guardian Demon Beast subdued.

But then, frantic shouts came suddenly from the top of a cliff near the peak.

"Junior Sister Yun, why are you here?!"

"Weren’t you going to Cloud Wing Peak?"

"Stop, stop, Junior Sister Yun, what are you trying to do?"

"Spare me, Junior Sister Yun, spare me, didn’t you say you wanted to sit alone as Master of One Peak?"

"We’ve captured Cyan Moon Peak together; we can offer it to you!"

"Don’t kill us!"

Desperate shouts echoed on the cliff face.

But soon, everything returned to silence. In the darkness, only a slender figure stood on the cliff, looking at the corpses below, her face flushed.

"You believed a woman’s words, how foolish!"

Yun Hanyou glanced at the corpses beneath her disdainfully, then caressed the bulging Storage Bag in her hand, her eyes couldn’t help but squint, murmuring softly:

"Master of One Peak...it’s not nearly as thrilling as being a Tribulation Cultivator!"

"After playing the part for so long, I can finally kill happily today."

"Killing and looting is always satisfying!"

In the darkness, a beautiful, alluring girl murmured softly at the corpses, with a flush on her face, appearing extremely eerie.

Even a hidden enemy in the darkness couldn’t help but be astonished.

"Our Cyan Peak Daoist School is truly brimming with talent. Who would’ve thought the icy Pill Furnace Hall female cultivator is a murderous and treasure-snatching Tribulation Cultivator and...enjoys it immensely."

A cold voice rang out on the cliff, then a young man wearing an Eight-leaf Daoist Robe, exuding a profound aura and sharp hawk-like eyes, revealed himself in the darkness.

He sighed lightly while slowly playing with a string of Dao Pearl.

The Dao Pearl glistened like carved agate, totaling one hundred and two pearls, each engraved with mysterious Dao Patterns.

As the Dao Pearl rolled, golden lights shone upon the cliff’s blue stones, matching the Dao Pearl, creating loops of golden threads swirling on the ground, forming a phantom golden hedge that trapped Yun Hanyou within.

"Yet, no matter how ruthless you are, caught within my Golden Hedge Dao Pearls, you’re as good as dead."

As the golden hedge phantom formed, the youth’s astonishment vanished, replaced by intense confidence and arrogance.

"Like a beautiful woman, unfortunately a thief?"

Surveying Yun Hanyou trapped within, the youth sighed once more.

"Who are you, following me all along?!"

Faced with the golden Dao Pearls and the sudden young man, Yun Hanyou’s face turned deeply surprised. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

She trembled like a frightened rabbit.

Seeing this, the youth slightly frowned, sensing something odd, but as he grasped the Dao Pearl, the odd sensation dissipated. He sneered and replied:

"You, merely with a Seventh-Layer Qi Refining cultivation, dare covet Cyan Moon Peak, what a joke!"

"I refrained from acting merely to let you battle the Mountain Guardian Demon Beast for me..."

During his speech, warm liquid trickled from his nose, prompting him to touch it, only to find his hand stained with red.

His complexion changed; just as he wanted to question, sudden violent pain burst from within, spreading rapidly as if thousands of insects gnawed at his viscera.

Unable to stand, he bent over and vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Hisss-hisss-hisss!"

The blood emitted dense black aura, and within the blackness, numerous tiny insects seemed to be hidden in the blood, screeching continually.

"This is..."

His face drastically changed, unable to question. Immediately he gathered Mana, enveloping his viscera and quickly took out a pill to swallow.

Yet it seemed too late.

"Followed me for a whole day, ate a full gourd of Ghost Heart Insects, and now you’re barking here..."

"Have you seen any Tribulation Cultivator, after killing someone, not immediately escape but instead babbling to the corpses?"

"Although I just showed my true self, it’s not for your viewing pleasure..."

"Qi Refining Eighth Layer, what authority."

A crisp, pleasant voice came by his ear, causing his complexion to change dramatically. As he looked up, he saw a charming figure easily crossing the golden hedge, walking towards him.

The Dao Pearl, his presumed trump card, seemed useless.

Moreover, that figure’s profound aura didn’t seem inferior at all.

She too was in the Qi Refining Eighth Layer!

As this thought arose, sharp pain pierced his forehead, draining his strength, causing his body to collapse uncontrollably.

Darkness enveloped his vision; distantly, he seemed to hear a whisper.

"Silver adornment on a tin spear..."