I am just a mortal, why do you all worship me as a saint?

Chapter 95: Why does this mortal dare to go so deep?

These "Swift Boots" are obviously some kind of "magical artifact for cultivators," aren't they?

It's just that ordinary people can use it too.

Therefore, the system must have some functions that he failed to trigger. If he had triggered them, he might have been able to cultivate!

"Heh, looks like I'll have to go check it out too."

Gu Heng hurriedly finished the braised meat on the table, took a pot of wine, left some money, and headed towards the south gate of the city.

He still wanted to see just how powerful a battle between top cultivators could be... because Gu Heng had never seen one before.

In a small, remote place like Qingmu City, one's horizons cannot be broadened. Gu Heng walked out of the south gate of the city, not immediately putting on his Swift Boots, because there were still quite a few people here. Although most mortals and cultivators had been drawn to Jingku Valley today, there were still many more pragmatic rogue cultivators and mortals who had to think about what to eat next.

Beyond the south of the city lies the Cloud Spirit Forest.

He had to go deep enough into the forest before putting on his boots to avoid being seen.

Such a treasure that can travel thousands of miles a day will surely attract the envy of many, whether they are mortals or cultivators.

Gu Heng walked slowly towards the forest.

After walking for about half an hour, he felt that this place was almost enough. There were few people around, and occasionally the cries of wild animals could be heard. If he went any deeper, he would encounter monsters.

Just as he was about to put on his Swift Boots, he heard some strange noises coming from the bushes beside him, and Gu Heng listened carefully.

"..." The sound resembled wriggling, and Gu Heng's expression turned cold.

"Who?"

He pulled a small throwing knife from his waist and shouted coldly.

There are people in the bushes.

How did I end up so deep here? There are still people here, and they're even crouching in the bushes. Something doesn't seem right.

Gu Heng became more vigilant, ready to deal with danger at any time.

But soon, a person slowly emerged from the bushes. Gu Heng cautiously examined the person, who was thin and short, looked to be under twenty years old, had sallow skin, dirty clothes, and carried a wood-chopping knife on his back.

Gu Heng frowned. Could this attire belong to a woodcutter?

"I'm sorry, I startled you, young master." The woodcutter did not approach rashly, but kept a distance of ten steps from Gu Heng. He cupped his hands and spoke respectfully.

Gu Heng narrowed his eyes, his wariness still evident. "Who are you?"

“My name is Qing Er, and I am just a farmer. Young master, you probably think I am following you, but that is not the case. This is usually where I chop wood, and no one comes here. But today I saw a living person, so I hid.”

The woodcutter Qing Er, who introduced himself, lowered his head, seemingly a little embarrassed.

Gu Heng looked around. There was a small pond in the open space, surrounded by low shrubs, and most of the trees were not thick. He also saw many cut marks.

It seems what they said was true.

Feelings are like unintentionally wandering into a place that someone else frequents.

Thinking about it, Gu Heng put away the poisoned throwing knife, clasped his hands and said, "I'm really sorry. I was just passing through this place and went to Jingku Valley. I didn't expect to disturb your peace."

"You are too polite, sir."

Qing Er shook his head. "However, if we want to go to Jingku Valley, why go into the forest? There are official roads to take. There are many ferocious creatures in this forest."

"This... is just because I didn't want to attract too much attention."

Gu Heng certainly couldn't say that he had a pair of very powerful boots, but he couldn't walk on the main road. He couldn't think of a good reason either, so he could only give a vague answer.

Moreover, since there are people here, we definitely can't take out the Swift Boots.

"Anyway, I'll leave now and not bother you any longer."

Gu Heng clasped his hands in a fist salute and walked in the opposite direction, quickly disappearing into the forest.

"...Tsk, didn't my brother say this guy was just a mortal? How could he detect me?"

After he left, Qing Er's face suddenly darkened. The short woodcutter's appearance changed abruptly. In just a few breaths, Qing Er's body grew taller, and the flesh under his skin began to writhe. Soon, he changed his appearance again, and his clothes also changed, becoming a blue robe that blended into the environment.

Aoji was certainly not a woodcutter.

There was indeed such a woodcutter, but he was already dead, and his flesh and blood had been absorbed by Qing Er, so he could transform into other people's appearances.

As the second-ranked member of the "Qing Clan Assassins" of the Qingfeng Treasure Company, Qing Er cultivates a kind of evil art that is not recognized by the righteous path, called "Soul Devouring Technique". This technique can forcibly absorb the essence of others' flesh and blood to increase one's own cultivation.

This technique is very suitable for assassins.

Because by absorbing the flesh and blood of someone, one can become that person's appearance.

However, his cultivation level increased very slowly.

Therefore, Qing Er's strength is actually the weakest among the "Qing Clan Assassins," only at the third level of Core Formation, but his "battle record" is the most illustrious.

At this moment, several more figures darted out from the forest and came to Qing Er's side.

"What should we do now?"

One of the assassins asked.

"Hmph, whatever he's going to do, just follow him."

Qing Er said coldly.

They were all sent by Qingfeng Baoxing to monitor Gu's Medical Clinic.

The girl left this morning and headed straight for the Golden Phoenix Treasure Shop, so we can't chase after her. However, we can follow this mortal.

So Aoji followed with his men.

Unfortunately, Chairman Shang gave a strict order that no one should be touched until it was confirmed whether Golden Phoenix Treasure Shop had obtained the "Golden Spirit Liquid" formula.

Otherwise, Aoji would be happy to stab him in the back.

He's not like Qing Si; he's cautious enough, and with Qing Si as a cautionary tale, Qing Er won't act rashly.

He is the one who poisons others; there is no possibility that others will poison him!

……

Gu Heng walked a long way in another direction, and another half hour passed.

This time, he was quite certain that there was no one else around.

There is a boundary in the Cloud Spirit Forest that mortals cannot cross. If you cross this boundary, you will encounter monsters. He was not sure if he had crossed it, but that didn't matter. He just wanted to find a place to change into his divine boots.

This place is quite nice; it's quiet, with no low bushes, only towering trees, and no signs of trees being cut down. Although there are some animal claw marks, he didn't see any animal tracks.

It's safe enough.

Gu Heng silently recited the command, and the Swift Boots in the system's inventory automatically covered the short boots on his feet. These Swift Boots were more like a layer of skin than a pair of real shoes.

This is clearly a cultivator's magic weapon!

He knew that one day he would have to uncover the system's "cultivation function".

Not far away, several assassins lurked in the treetops, keeping a close eye on him.

"What's this guy doing? Why is he standing here daydreaming?"

"We really shouldn't have come. If he dies here, it won't be considered that we killed him. The main thing is that we shouldn't have died with him..."

The assassin was puzzled.

They never expected that this mortal would dare to go so deep!

There are Nascent Soul stage demonic beasts here!

If you venture any deeper, you might encounter the Demon King!