Seven Mysterious Spaces: My Rise to Power in the Cultivation World

Taking advantage of the darkness, Zhuang Yu quietly left the sect.

His destination was the lair of the demonic cultivators.

He knew that venturing into the den of demons was like pulling teeth from a tiger's mouth, but he had to go.

For the sake of his sect and the entire cultivation world, he went without hesitation.

As night fell, his agile figure darted through the mountains and forests like a ghost, leaving behind only a few startled leaves that silently told the story of his journey.

Outside the demonic cultivator camp, a layer of blood-red light curtain enveloped the entire area, creating an eerie and sinister atmosphere.

Zhuang Yu knew that this was a warning formation set up by the demonic cultivators, and that touching it would alert the entire camp.

He held his breath and carefully walked around the edge of the formation, trying to find its weak point.

"Who goes there?!" A sharp shout shattered the silence of the night.

A patrol of demonic cultivators discovered Zhuang Yu's whereabouts.

They all had hideous faces and exuded a nauseating stench of blood.

The leader was a burly demonic cultivator who held a huge blood axe and stared fiercely at Zhuang Yu, as if he wanted to devour him alive.

Zhuang Yu felt a chill run down his spine; he knew he had been exposed.

He gripped his spirit sword tightly, preparing for a fierce battle.

"What are you yelling about! I thought it was some ignorant fool, but it turns out he's just a lowly Core Formation stage cultivator!" The burly demonic cultivator sneered disdainfully. "Brothers, charge! Capture this brat and give him to Lord Blood Demon!"

"Yes!" the other demonic cultivators responded in unison, their eyes gleaming with greed.

They couldn't wait to tear Zhuang Yu to pieces.

"Wait!" Zhuang Yu suddenly spoke, his voice eerily calm. "Are you sure you want to make a move?"

"What? Scared?" the burly demonic cultivator sneered. "Begging for mercy now is too late!"

Zhuang Yu's lips curled into a wicked smile: "I just want to tell you that I have what you want..."

He paused deliberately, then took out a blood-red token from his storage bag, which shimmered with an eerie light under the moonlight.

"The Blood Demon Token!" the burly demon cultivator exclaimed, his eyes filled with greed and confusion. "How did this thing end up in your hands?"

Zhuang Yu tossed the token into the air and said calmly, "Want to know? Then come with me..."

The demonic cultivator patrol rushed towards Zhuang Yu like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey, brandishing all sorts of demonic weapons, and a foul-smelling demonic aura surged forth.

Their attacks were chaotic, yet they carried a ruthless, reckless ferocity.

Zhuang Yu sneered, his figure flashing like a ghost as he moved freely among the demonic cultivators.

The spirit sword in his hand transformed into streaks of light, precisely piercing the demonic cultivator's vital points.

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"Uh……"

Screams rose and fell, and the demonic cultivators collapsed to the ground like felled wheat, twitching a few times before falling silent.

The smell of blood filled the air, making people sick.

Zhuang Yu stood amidst a pile of demonic cultivator corpses, his clothes stained with blood, yet he showed no signs of dishevelment; instead, he exuded an even more domineering aura.

Inside the demonic cultivator camp, more demonic cultivators were alerted and poured out.

They stared at the corpses strewn across the ground, their eyes filled with terror and rage.

"Who dares to trespass on my demonic cultivator camp!" A furious roar echoed through the night sky, and a tall demonic cultivator flew out from the depths of the camp—it was Blood Demon.

He held a blood-red longsword, radiating a suffocating aura of power.

Zhuang Yu looked at the increasing number of demonic cultivators, but felt no fear whatsoever.

He recalled Wang Yao's gentle smile, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart.

He must go back alive and return to her side.

"For Wang Yao, for the cultivation world, I must not fall!" Zhuang Yu's eyes were firm, and a powerful aura erupted from him, like a volcano about to erupt.

He took a deep breath, and in a flash, he transformed into a streak of light, rushing towards the demonic cultivator camp...

"Do you think you can stop me like this?" Zhuang Yu's voice echoed in the night sky, tinged with disdain.

Zhuang Yu shot into the demonic cultivator camp like a sharp arrow.

Inside the camp, various traps and mechanisms were densely packed, shimmering with an eerie green light, like wild beasts ready to devour their prey.

However, these traps were useless to Zhuang Yu.

With the blessing of the mysterious space, his perception far surpasses that of ordinary people, and he can almost predict the triggering mechanism of the trap.

He moved with light steps and elusive figure, darting freely between the traps, and even managed to destroy several important trap devices, causing the surrounding demonic cultivators to exclaim in surprise.

"How...did this kid do that?" A demonic cultivator stared wide-eyed at Zhuang Yu in disbelief.

"Could he... be a ghost?" Another demonic cultivator's voice trembled, clearly terrified by Zhuang Yu's bizarre movements.

Zhuang Yu's appearance completely disrupted the demonic cultivators' plans.

They originally thought that the numerous traps in the camp would be enough to keep any intruders out, but they did not expect that Zhuang Yu would penetrate into the camp so easily.

Just then, a figure emerged from the darkness and blocked Zhuang Yu's path.

"Who are you? How dare you trespass into my demonic cultivator camp!" The newcomer was none other than Gui Yi, who held a ghost-headed knife and stared at Zhuang Yu with a cold gaze.

"Ghost One, long time no see." Zhuang Yu's lips curled up slightly, revealing a wicked smile.

"You know me?" Gui Yi frowned slightly, a hint of doubt rising in his heart.

"Of course, I also know many of your secrets." Zhuang Yu's tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable air of dominance.

"You..." Gui Yi's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously tightened his grip on the demon head knife in his hand.

"I know the Blood Demon's secret, a secret that could ruin his reputation." Zhuang Yu paused, then continued, "Do you want to know?"

Guiyi's eyes widened suddenly, and his breathing became rapid.

He originally thought Zhuang Yu was doomed, but he never expected Zhuang Yu to say such a thing.

"You...you're insane!" Ghost said through gritted teeth. "Do you think I'd believe you?"

"Believe it or not, but I can tell you that this secret concerns the Blood Demon's life." A sly glint flashed in Zhuang Yu's eyes.

Gui Yi fell silent, his heart filled with a fierce struggle.

He knew that Blood Demon was a ruthless person, and if he really knew this secret, he would do everything in his power to cover it up.

"What... do you want?" Gui Yi's voice trembled slightly, as if he had been swayed by Zhuang Yu's words.

Zhuang Yu smiled and said, "Come with me, I'll take you somewhere..." He turned and walked into the depths of the camp, leaving Gui Yi alone struggling on the spot.

"Wait for me!" In the end, Guiyi couldn't resist the temptation and quickly followed after him.

Gui Yi led Zhuang Yu through a maze of twists and turns until they arrived at a hidden cave.

The entrance to the cave is obscured by a huge rock, making it difficult to discover the hidden world inside without careful observation.

The ghost moved the boulder, revealing a narrow passage.

"This is Lord Blood Demon's secret warehouse. No one is allowed to approach except him," Gui Yi said in a low voice, his tone filled with a hint of awe.

Zhuang Yu nodded calmly and followed Gui Yi into the cave.

The cave was not large, but it was filled with all sorts of treasures, radiating colorful light.

Zhuang Yu glanced at them briefly and found that most of these treasures were plundered from other cultivation sects, including some precious spiritual herbs and magical artifacts.

Hidden beneath the treasure, Zhuang Yu discovered a secret compartment.

He approached the hidden compartment discreetly, and with a gentle push, it opened.

Inside the hidden compartment were a pile of scrolls. Zhuang Yu picked up one of the scrolls, opened it, and found that it was covered with densely packed text.

"This is..." Zhuang Yu's pupils suddenly contracted. He recognized that this was the script of the demonic cultivators, which recorded the demonic cultivators' rebellion plan and evidence of their collusion with other forces.

Zhuang Yu was overjoyed; he knew he had found crucial evidence.

He carefully put the scroll away and then closed the hidden compartment.

"What are you doing?!" Gui Yi suddenly noticed Zhuang Yu's actions and shouted sharply.

Zhuang Yu was startled and quickly turned around, only to find Gui Yi staring at him warily.

"It's nothing, just browsing," Zhuang Yu said, trying to sound calm.

"Hmph! That had better be the case!" Gui Yi sneered, his eyes filled with suspicion.

Just then, footsteps sounded outside the cave.

"Oh no! Lord Blood Demon has returned!" Gui Yi's expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed in alarm.

Zhuang Yu's heart sank; he knew he had to leave this place as soon as possible.

He looked around and found a pile of miscellaneous items in a corner of the cave, which he could use to hide.

"Quick, hide!" Gui Yi whispered, then pushed Zhuang Yu behind a pile of junk.

Zhuang Yu hid behind a pile of debris, holding his breath and nervously awaiting the arrival of the Blood Demon.

The Blood Demon entered the cave, his gaze sweeping over every corner.

He seemed to sense something, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"Ghost One, what are you doing here?" Blood Demon asked in a deep voice.

"Reporting to you, sir, I was merely conducting a routine patrol," Gui Yi hurriedly replied, his voice trembling slightly.

The Blood Demon didn't speak, but walked to the hidden compartment, gently pushed it open.

"This is..." Blood Demon looked at the scroll in the dark compartment, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.

"My lord, these are all intelligence reports I've gathered," Gui Yi quickly explained.

Blood Demon ignored Ghost One and instead picked up a scroll, opened it, and began to read it carefully.

Zhuang Yu hid behind a pile of junk, his heart pounding.

He knew that if the Blood Demon discovered the contents of the scroll, he would surely die.

After reading the scroll, the Blood Demon's face turned grim.

He threw the scroll on the ground and sneered, "Where did you get this intelligence?"

"Reporting to you, sir, these were all collected by your subordinate from other cultivation sects," Gui Yi hurriedly replied.

"Hmph! I think you're tired of living!" A murderous glint flashed in the Blood Demon's eyes.

Just then, Zhuang Yu suddenly rushed out from behind the pile of debris, his spirit sword aimed straight at the Blood Demon's vital point.

"You're courting death!" the Blood Demon roared, brandishing his blood-red longsword to block Zhuang Yu's attack.

"Ghost One, what are you standing there for?! Hurry up and make your move!" Blood Demon roared.

Gui Yi hesitated for a moment, but finally drew his ghost-headed sword and slashed at Zhuang Yu.

"Want to kill me? Not so easy!" Zhuang Yu sneered, his figure flashing as he dodged Gui Yi's attack.

"Blood Demon, your end has come!" Zhuang Yu's voice echoed through the cave...