Chapter 156: Saintess Check-Up! Why Do You Smell All Over Like Her?!

Inside the Hidden Sword Pavilion, candlelight flickered.

Gu Lan pushed the door open and walked in, still wearing that smug smile.

This trip to Wanmo Cave, although thrilling and dangerous (mainly the dual torture of body and mind), yielded absolute massive gains.

The Purple Extreme Golden Core was already formed, and his cultivation was stabilized at the Peak of the Early Golden Core Stage. Coupled with the soul-devouring sword and two major spiritual flames, he now had the strength to put up a fight even against a Cultivator in the Late Golden Core Stage.

"If anyone dares to say I live off a woman again, I'lI slap him to death with a sword!"

Gu Lan hummed a little tune, shut the door behind him, and prepared to pour a cup of water to moisten his throat.

However.

The moment he turned around, his entire body instantly froze.

He saw a figure dressed in tight black night clothes sitting by the round table in the room.

With her back to the door, she was toying with a gleaming dagger in her hand, carving words onto the expensive red sandalwood table.

"Car… carving what?"

Gu Lan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, feeling the temperature in the air drop by several degrees.

"Carving your name."

Saintess Ji Wushuang didn't even look back, her voice as cold as if it had been frozen in Wanmo Cave.

"I'm wondering, would it look better to stick this knife into your left kidney, or would sticking it in the right be more symmetrical?"

"Shuanger… stop messing around."

Gu Lan let out a dry laugh and carefully edged closer.

"Didn't I return safely?"

"And I successfully underwent Core Formation too! Look!"

He stimulated the Golden Core within his body, and a wave of purple-gold spiritual power radiated out, attempting to change the subject.

"Look? Look at my ass!"

Saintess Ji Wushuang spun around abruptly and slapped the dagger down onto the table.

"Snap!"

Those pair of originally watery, large eyes were now bloodshot, and her eye sockets were slightly swollen, clearly… having cried? Or been angered?

She stared fiercely at Gu Lan, her gaze looking just like she was watching a heartless scoundrel who had just returned from a brothel.

"Gu Lan! Confess honestly!"

She rushed up in a few steps and frantically sniffed all over Gu Lan like a little puppy.

"Why… why does your body smell entirely like that Old Hag?!"

"It's even stronger than last time! It's practically pickled into you!"

"And!"

She pointed at Gu Lan's neck, where there was an extremely tiny red mark (actually a trace left by the burning spiritual flame).

"What is this?! Did she kiss you?!"

Gu Lan: "…"

Heaven and earth bear witness! That really was left from practicing cultivation!

"Misunderstanding! This is definitely a misunderstanding!"

Gu Lan raised both hands, wearing an innocent expression.

"That's because in the Demon Essence Pool, in order to help me suppress the spiritual flame, Her Excellency had no choice but to… get a little close."

"You also know how small the Demon Essence Pool is. With two people squeezed inside, physical contact is inevitable!"

"Physical contact?"

Saintess Ji Wushuang sneered, her Face instantly turning beet red as she roared with a mix of shame and fury:

"Then why… why did I feel that… that feeling?!"

"That feeling like my Soul was about to fly away!"

"You dare say you were just cuddling?!"

"Do you take me for a fool?! Even if I haven't eaten pork, haven't I seen a pig run?!"

Gu Lan looked at her frantic appearance, feeling a bit guilty inside.

This heart-linking gu… is it really this sensitive?

It can even transmit this kind of "Soul resonance"?

"Well… Shuanger, listen to my explanation."

Gu Lan's brain spun at high speed as he began to talk nonsense with a straight Face:

"That was the 'Heaven and human induction' during Core Formation!"

"You know that the Purple Extreme Golden Core is a Heaven-Defying item. When the core is formed, it triggers a resonance between Heaven and Earth, causing people to experience euphoric hallucinations!"

"Those things you felt… were actually all hallucinations! It was a test from Heavenly Dao for you!"

"Is that so?"

Saintess Ji Wushuang looked at him suspiciously.

"Really just a hallucination?"

"Then explain why in this hallucination… there was also the breathing sound of that Old Hag?!"

Gu Lan: "!!!"

Holy crap!

This heart-linking gu even comes with a voice transmission feature?!

"That was… that was Her Excellency helping me as a Protector. She was too exhausted, so what's wrong with taking a breath?"

Gu Lan said, biting the bullet.

"Shuanger, you must believe me!"

"My heart for you can be verified by the sun and the moon!"

"If you don't believe me, you can inspect it yourself!"

As he spoke, he spread open his arms, looking like "do with me as you please".

"Inspect?"

Saintess Ji Wushuang narrowed her eyes and looked him up and down.

Suddenly, the corners of her lips curved into a dangerous smile.

"Alright then."

"Since you're so open, this Palace will… inspect you thoroughly!"

Before her words fell—

She lunged forward abruptly, directly pushing Gu Lan down onto the bed.

"Rip—"

The sound of tearing silk rang out.

The Sword-Wielding Envoy robes that Gu Lan had just changed into were directly torn open by this violent little wildcat!

"Hey! What are you doing! These clothes are very expensive!" Gu Lan cried out in alarm.

"Shut up!"

Saintess Ji Wushuang straddled him, pressing her hands onto his shoulders with a fierce look in her eyes.

"I want to see if there are any traces of other women on your body!"

She lowered her head and sniffed and touched everywhere on Gu Lan's body like a little puppy.

From his neck to his chest, from his chest to his abdominal muscles…

Gu Lan's whole body stiffened, feeling as though he was undergoing a severe torture.

How was this lass's technique… even cruder and bolder than Ye Hongzhuang's?

"Here! Why is it red?" Saintess Ji Wushuang pointed at his collarbone.

"That was bitten by a mosquito!"

"What about here? Why is there a tooth mark?" She pointed at his shoulder.

"That was… bitten by myself! Cultivating was too painful!"

Saintess Ji Wushuang checked for a long time. Although there were countless suspicions, she truly didn't find any substantive evidence (such as scratch marks, kiss marks, and the like).

"Hmph, consider yourself good at hiding it."

Somewhat unwillingly, she climbed down from Gu Lan and sat by the edge of the bed sulking.

"However…"

Looking at Gu Lan's torn clothes and his well-built chest exposed to the air, her Face suddenly flushed red.

"How come your figure… is even better than before?"

"That's only natural."

Gu Lan hurriedly pulled the quilt over to cover himself.

"After Core Formation, my Physical Body was reshaped. I now have a devilish figure."

"Tch, what's there to show off."

Saintess Ji Wushuang rolled her eyes at him, but her gaze kept involuntarily glancing at his body.

"Right."

She suddenly remembered the main business, and her expression turned serious.

"The Cult Master just issued an order."

"Tomorrow morning, we will set off for Qingyun Sect."

"To attend the Sword Trial Conference."

"So fast?" Gu Lan was stunned.

"Mhm."

Saintess Ji Wushuang nodded and pulled a golden invitation card from her bosom.

"This was sent by Qingyun Sect."

"They claim to invite heroes from all over the world to witness the birth of a divine sword, but in reality, they want to use this opportunity to establish their prestige, and by the way—"

She glanced at Gu Lan, her gaze somewhat complicated.

"By the way, put you, this 'traitor', on public trial."

"Trial me?"

Gu Lan smiled, his smile somewhat cold.

"Then we'll see if they have the ability."

His current strength was no longer what it used to be.

Moreover, his return this time wasn't just to make a name for himself.

Even more so, it was to…

Go see that Senior Sister who was still foolishly waiting for him.

"Shuanger."

Gu Lan looked at Saintess Ji Wushuang and said seriously:

"Going to Qingyun Sect this time might be very dangerous."

"You are the Saintess with a sensitive identity. How about… you don't go?"

"No!"

Saintess Ji Wushuang flatly refused.

"I must go!"

"Not just for the Face of the Demonic Cult."

"Even more so… to keep an eye on you!"

She leaned close to Gu Lan and said fiercely:

"That Jiang Wanqing definitely hasn't given up on you yet."

"I'm going to tell her to her Face—"

"You are now my man!"

"No one can even think about snatching you away!"

Gu Lan looked at her appearance of declaring sovereignty and couldn't help laughing.

"Alright, then let's go together."

"Let's go teach that so-called number one Sect of the Righteous Path…"

"A good lesson!"

…

Early the next morning.

On the plaza of Heavenly Demon Palace, banners fluttered in the wind.

A black demonic boat, even more massive than before, hovered in mid-air, carved all over with defense Formations and attacking demonic cannons.

This was the Demonic Cult's war Sharp Weapon—the demon god ship.

Ye Hongzhuang did not lead the team personally (she still needed seclusion to digest Gu Lan's Pure Yang Qi), but instead dispatched a delegation headed by Gu Lan.

Dressed in a black and gold robe and holding the soul-devouring sword, Gu Lan stood at the bow of the boat, in high spirits.

Saintess Ji Wushuang stood on his left, wearing a fiery red battle dress, peerlessly gorgeous.

On his right followed the Grand Elder with a missing hand and a gloomy expression (forced to accompany them as a thug).

"Set off!"

With an order from Gu Lan—

The demon god ship emitted an earth-shattering roar, transforming into a streak of black lightning that tore through the sky.

Target—Qingyun Sect!

A storm sweeping across both the Righteous Path and Demonic Dao was about to descend!