I am at the highest level, living a life of eating and waiting to die in the fairy world of supernat

It roared hoarsely, "It's useless! It's useless!"

After saying this, it suddenly opened its mouth, and then a shadow thicker than the darkness suddenly rushed out of its mouth.

These things were like ink, blocking Gu Jiu's sight in an instant.

The ink-like shadow quickly spread out and was about to engulf Gu Jiu. Gu Jiu's figure flashed and came in front of Su Ying and Xiao Qi.

Almost at the same time, the Haoyu Sword flew back from the "ink" and fell into Gu Jiu's hands.

At this time, the ink-like darkness had already enveloped the three of them.

Gu Jiu stood in place, and the Haoyu Sword in his hand changed like a mecha, quickly becoming longer and wider, and finally becoming a huge ruler-shaped heavy sword.

The next moment, Gu Jiu swung his sword!

The terrifying sword energy left a deep trident-shaped mark on the ground and rushed into the "ink".

The ink is rolling, step back one foot!

Gu Jiu took a step forward, raised his sword high, and struck down again!

This time, the sword energy was like a waterfall, rushing into the "ink" with a loud bang.

The "ink" retreated again, and Gu Jiu took another step forward.

Immediately afterwards, Gu Jiu's sword came again.

This time, Gu Jiu no longer chose to smash, but to swing!

The heavy sword formed a crescent shape and pierced through the entire room with a loud bang.

The "ink" rolled like clouds in an instant and became much dimmer.

But, it's not enough!

The heavy sword was swung out and now it was swung back.

There was another loud rumbling sound, as if there was an earthquake.

That was the sound of sword energy constantly tearing through the rock layers. I'm afraid a real earthquake is no more than this.

Immediately afterwards, Gu Jiu swung eighteen swords in a row.

Every sword in his hand seems to be understated, but every sword is powerful enough to swallow mountains and rivers.

When the eighteenth sword was swung, the entire wooden house was gone, and the rumbling sound was endless.

The rock wall where the wooden house was embedded was now covered with more than ten huge cracks, which looked particularly terrifying.

The "ink" became as thin as smoke in an instant, and the old woman with cat eyes flew out of it, fell to the ground, and spat out a mouthful of black blood.

There were also more than ten terrible wounds on its body, the structure of which was very similar to those on the cave wall.

"You, how is it possible..." The cat-eyed old woman's hair stood up and she said in pain.

The sword scar on its face tore the left half of its face, making it look particularly hideous and terrifying.

Gu Jiu carried the sword on his shoulder, looking particularly relaxed.

If Gu Xiaoxiao saw this scene, she would probably cry with excitement.

This was her dream!

Travel the world with a heavy sword.

"Die!" At this moment, the cat-faced old woman spat out a few broken teeth, opened her mouth, and her tongue immediately inserted into the ground like a python.

Gu Jiu's body flashed and came behind Su Ying and Xiao Qi. The moment the Haoyu Sword pierced the ground, he pulled with both hands.

There were only two loud bangs, and two bloody tongues suddenly broke out of the ground. They flew past Su Ying and Xiao Qi's bodies like giant pythons, rushed upwards, and pierced into the wall of the cave.

Immediately afterwards, Gu Jiu grabbed the two of them like an eagle catching chicks and dodged again.

Almost at the same time, another ferocious tongue broke out of the ground.

The tongue is brightly colored and covered with thorn-like barbs, which is very disgusting.

Gu Jiu dodged again and again, but the disgusting tongue seemed endless and broke out of the ground fiercely.

After ten or so breaths, the Haoyu Sword stuck in the ground pierced through several tongues and fell back into Gu Jiu's hands.

Gu Jiu held the sword, frowned slightly, and then swept out with the sword.

When the sword was swept out, the sword energy was as natural as mountains and seas. What was even more eye-catching was that there was starlight flowing around the edge of this terrifying sword energy, which was very beautiful.

Only a series of bangs were heard, and those terrible and hideous tongues shattered into mud in an instant.

Blood and flesh flew everywhere, making crackling sounds like heavy rain hitting the ground.

At this moment, a human-shaped blank space appeared in the heavy "rain". It was Gu Jiu's body that passed through that area.

With a click, the Haoyu sword stabbed down and nailed the half-broken tongue to the ground.

At the end of the severed tongue was an old woman with a cat face and tattered clothes.

Its body, its clothes, and its embroidered shoes were in tatters.

The old woman with a cat face knelt on the ground, looking at Gu Jiu, her tattered face full of fear.

Gu Jiu looked at him coldly and said, "Do you think gods can be killed or not?"

It wanted to speak, but its tongue was tightly bound and it could only make a humming sound.

Gu Jiu looked at the half of the fat severed tongue, his eyes filled with disgust.

If this is achieved by "eating what you need to replenish what you lack", how many people's tongues would be needed to achieve this?

When the last piece of meat fell to the ground, a dull, almost muffled sound echoed in the extremely dark cave...

At this moment, the world became extremely quiet.

Who says humans can’t kill gods?

(PS: I'm done coding now. Actually, yesterday was my birthday, so I played around a bit during the day, so the update is late. I'm going to bed now. Good night everyone.)

Chapter 38 A Wolf from the North

Late at night, it rained heavily again in Galan City.

The rain fell down the tiles and from the eaves, looking like a bead curtain.

At this time, Jing'e woke up from his sleep with a very pale face.

She had a nightmare.

Since it was a nightmare, she naturally dreamed of something that made her very unhappy.

She always felt that something had happened, so she involuntarily turned her gaze to the north. At this moment, Jing'e discovered that there was an extra person in the house.

The man was sitting there, drinking tea from a cup, with a calm expression and a relaxed look, like a lazy cat.

But at this moment, Jing'e's expression changed, and he quickly said, "Your Majesty, I..."

Wu Mei raised her hand, motioning him to excuse himself, and said calmly, "You are injured."

Jing'e looked at Wu Mei, who was wearing a floral dress, with a painful expression.

The woman sitting in this room now no longer looks like an emperor. Her long black hair is casually tied into a ponytail, and she wears a simple floral dress. She looks quite pretty, like a beautiful girl from a small family.

But she happens to be the person at the highest point of this empire.

Facing Wu Mei, Jing E naturally did not dare to hide anything and answered, "Yes."

At this moment, Wu Mei couldn't help but reveal a rather charming smile and said, "Did someone hurt you?"

Jing'e looked unhappy and nodded.

Wu Mei's expression remained unchanged as she replied calmly, "I've always believed that I was the only one in the world who could injure you like this. It seems that my Imperial Master has been so preoccupied with state affairs these days that he's neglected his cultivation. Tell me, which saint attacked you?"

Jing'e lowered his head and said seriously, "To be honest, Your Majesty, it wasn't those saints who hurt me, but a young man."

"Male? Young?" Upon hearing this, the empress raised her brows slightly, obviously thinking of something.

Jing'e nodded, frowning as he continued, "Yes, he's a young man. His information shows he's not even 20 years old yet, so it's not an exaggeration to call him a teenager. Although I was a bit hasty at the time, I did lose."

Wu Mei smiled slightly and said, "It's quite interesting."

Jing'e continued, "This man's surname is Gu Mingjiu. He was already quite famous in the North. I always thought he had someone with great support, but I didn't expect there was no one, only him."

At this time, she coughed again and said, "From what I know, this young man has a close relationship with the Galan Temple. If my guess is correct, the disasters that occurred in Galan City before were all caused by him."

Wu Mei was dressed very casually at this time, and Jing'e's communication with her was not so formal, but rather like that of a friend.

The emperor and the imperial teacher of the Tang Dynasty were originally very good friends.

After hearing Jing'e's narration, Wu Mei remained calm and said, "It's really interesting. After so many years, a male saint has appeared in this world."

Jing'e clutched his chest and said, "Your Majesty, this man must be eliminated."

Wu Mei looked at the bottom of the cup, which still had a little tea residue, and asked calmly, "Why?"

Jing'e replied, "Your Majesty, you don't know that the reason Jing'e wants to get rid of him is not because he hurt me, but because male saints are not allowed to exist in this world."

Wu Mei asked, "This world is so vast, why can't it accommodate a male saint?"

Jing'e said, "I believe that the empire's morale has changed since Your Majesty severed the mountain with one sword, and this man's presence may cause further changes in that morale. This latter change is not what I wish to see."

Wu Mei asked, "Are you worried that not only external troubles will continue, but also internal troubles will arise?"

Jing'e looked at Wu Mei with a serious expression and said, "I think Your Majesty doesn't like the turmoil within the empire at this time. Besides, that man is not only a man, but also comes from the north."

Wu Mei looked at Jing'e and raised her eyebrows. "You mean, he's a wolf from the north?"

"He dared to sneak into the palace, stir up trouble in Galan City, and even directly destroyed the Qianren Guanyin statue. This is enough to prove his hostility towards Your Majesty. If you allow him to continue like this, there is no guarantee what he will do in the future. The most important thing is that his existence will make the men below uneasy." Jing'e explained.

At this moment, Wu Mei recalled the figure she had seen that day, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She said, "Are you overestimating him?"

Jing'e said seriously, "I think it's better for the people to be a little bit stupid, especially for men. After all, the more they know, the more dissatisfied they will become, which will cause a lot of trouble."

At this time, Wu Mei had already stood up and said, "This is all your business. The longer I sit in this position, the less interested I am in these trivial matters. I find that whether it is the world or you, they are becoming increasingly boring."

Jing'e lowered his head even lower and said, "Jing'e also once had the ambition to catch up with Your Majesty, but after all these years, I find that even catching up with you has become increasingly difficult."

After hearing this, Wu Mei looked at the rain curtain outside the window and smiled, "After so many years, your words are still so pleasant to hear. You can handle the matter of that young man yourself. I will be in seclusion for a while."

"Yes."

When Jing'e raised his head, Wu Mei had disappeared into the night, as if she had never appeared.

At this moment, she couldn't help but squint her eyes and found that a crystal clear lotus had appeared on the teacup on the table.

This is a spiritual lotus that is strong enough to heal her injuries, even though there are only a few of them in the entire Tang Dynasty.

At this time, Jing'e couldn't help but recall many past events, such as his first meeting with Wu Mei.

At that time, snow was falling on thousands of mountains and ice covered thousands of miles. They were the only two people walking alone in the world. They looked so weak and lonely, but she felt at ease.

In those days, she was like an ignorant child, the other person was not that tall, and everything was so beautiful.

She could even easily recall the sound of falling snow.

Jing'e looked at the spiritual lotus on the table and felt that some things might not change.

……

……

At dawn, Hua Ningfeng was also awakened.

It was still dark at this time, with only a faint streak of white in the sky. Lights were on in the main hall of the First Peak, and there were already quite a few people there.

Hua Ningfeng sat there, looking a little tired.

Due to reports from disciples, Gu Jiu and the other two who were supposed to be at Yunhai Residence were missing.

She didn't know where the three people had gone, nor did she know whether they had left without saying goodbye, so she felt uneasy.

She couldn't help but look at her men and ordered, "Go find them. I must know where they went within three incense sticks of time."

It was quite a headache to let Gu Jiu and the other two wander around randomly in her own sect. She didn't expect that Gu Jiu and the other two were so energetic. They had so much fun in Yunhaiju that their legs were still as strong as ever, and they could still wander around?

Just then, a streak of light flew over from the horizon.

Gu Jiu stepped on the flying sword and landed on the top of the mountain with Su Ying and Xiao Qi.

He was filled with a terrifying murderous aura, so much so that the disciples of Nuyi Tower, as soon as they came out of the building, drew their weapons and then retreated in fear.