Chapter 765 - 406 Zhuo Peak Takes a Disciple_2

"Sister Ziyue, take me with you, take me with you!"

"That’s right, Senior Sister, you’re my idol. Let me hold onto your leg!"

"Me too..."

...

Immediately, the crowd began to buzz with excitement.

Especially after the mention of "holding onto her leg," a few lecherous disciples couldn’t help but eye Ji Ziyue greedily.

This made Gu Sheng feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Everyone, stop making noise. If you want to enter Zhuo Peak, you have to pass the assessment,"

Gu Sheng quickly interjected.

"Assessment? What kind of assessment?"

someone in the crowd asked.

"You just need to pass through this gate to Zhuo Peak. If you can go in, you’re in,"

Gu Sheng explained, pointing to the air wall behind him.

"Just this?"

"This is way too easy."

"Zhuo Peak must be putting on airs."

The crowd at the bottom of the steps started murmuring again.

Gu Sheng didn’t bother explaining further and simply turned around to walk into the air wall.

"Hey! Wait for me!"

Ji Ziyue, seeing Gu Sheng disappear into the air wall, immediately followed after him.

"Swish!"

And just like that, the two of them entered almost simultaneously.

"Quick! Everyone charge!"

Seeing this, the crowd surged toward the air wall.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A series of loud crashes echoed out.

Gu Sheng, standing beyond the air wall, observed as most of the cultivators attempting to breach the Zhuo Peak assessment were repelled.

Some of them, unwilling to accept defeat, tried to force their way through again.

But just like before, they were flung back even harder.

One particularly ill-tempered cultivator was even sent flying several miles away.

"Senior Li truly is amazing to have crafted such a masterful technique,"

Ji Ziyue murmured to herself in awe as she observed the scene.

Before long, after the air wall’s filtering, nearly thirty cultivators managed to successfully pass through the rippling barrier.

Gu Sheng’s gaze swept across these new entrants, noticing a familiar figure—Senior Brother Ling Mu.

Back on Ling Peak, Gu Sheng had disciplined Senior Brother Ling Mu once before.

At that time, Ling Mu’s arrogance and disrespect had earned him a harsh lesson from Gu Sheng’s Spiritual Spring power.

But Gu Sheng knew that Ling Mu’s strength was not to be underestimated.

At this moment, Ji Ziyue also noticed Ling Mu’s presence. She leaned toward Gu Sheng and whispered, "Gu Sheng, looks like trouble has come for you."

"Don’t talk nonsense,"

Gu Sheng muttered in a low voice.

As the number of entrants steadily reached thirty,

the air wall suddenly grew stronger, pushing everyone else away.

At this point, Li Ruoyu sent a voice transmission to Gu Sheng: "Gu Sheng, the maximum number has been reached. The mountain gate is now closed."

"Understood,"

Gu Sheng replied, then turned to address the remaining cultivators at the gate. "The slots are full. Please return."

Although the rest of the cultivators were reluctant, rules were rules, and none dared violate them. One by one, they left.

As soon as Gu Sheng turned around, Ling Mu stepped forward to confront him.

"Gu Sheng, last time we didn’t have a proper fight. Now that we’re both in Zhuo Peak, how about we settle things once and for all?"

Ling Mu’s eyes gleamed with provocation.

From his tone, it was clear his purpose in coming to Zhuo Peak was for revenge.

After his challenge, seven or eight other cultivators stepped up to stand behind Ling Mu.

Gu Sheng understood that all ten or so of them were here purely out of resentment.

Still, the fact that they managed to pass through Li Ruoyu’s air wall indicated they were far from ordinary.

"Senior Brother Ling Mu, aren’t you here at Zhuo Peak to cultivate?"

Gu Sheng dodged the challenge with a rhetorical question.

Ling Mu flat-out denied it: "No, of course, I’m here to cultivate. I just want to spar with you as fellow disciples."

Turning to the other cultivators, Ling Mu said, "Brothers, sparring with Senior Brother Gu Sheng doesn’t break the rules, does it?"

"Not at all!"

"Of course not. In fact, it’ll broaden our horizons."

"That’s right, Senior Brother Gu Sheng. You wouldn’t want to embarrass Zhuo Peak now, would you?"

The cultivators behind Ling Mu chimed in, stirring the pot.

"You guys just won’t stop, will you? Unbelievable..."

Ji Ziyue, clearly annoyed, stepped in to defend Gu Sheng.

"Sister Ziyue, we gave way to you back on Ling Peak. But now that we’re all on the same starting line, shouldn’t you, as our senior sister, yield to us instead? Haha..."

"That’s right. From now on, we’ll call you Senior Sister Ziyue."

"Yes, greetings to Senior Sister Ziyue..."

The group started jeering again.

"You... You...!"

Ji Ziyue clenched her small fists, visibly furious and ready to teach them a lesson.

But Gu Sheng knew that while Ji Ziyue might manage one or two of them, taking on the likes of Ling Mu and his group would be risky.

So he stepped in front of Ji Ziyue.

"Ziyue, stop it!"

Gu Sheng scolded her.

Ji Ziyue, still fuming, shouted, "Step aside! I want to teach them a good lesson!"

"Oh no, Senior Sister Ziyue is angry. We’re so scared..."

"Hahaha..."

The crowd burst into laughter again.

Suddenly, a streak of rainbow light flashed.

Gu Sheng looked up and saw none other than Li Ruoyu appearing before the group.

"Senior,"

Gu Sheng greeted him with cupped fists.

"Uncle Li,"

Ling Mu and the others called out as well.

"Barely through the gates and already causing such a commotion. What’s going on?"

Li Ruoyu frowned slightly.

"Senior, it’s Ling Mu... He’s challenging Gu Sheng,"

Ji Ziyue immediately stepped forward to explain.

"Oh? Ji Ziyue? You’re here too?"

Li Ruoyu asked with pleasant surprise upon noticing Ji Ziyue.

"Yes, Senior. I’ve returned to Zhuo Peak,"

Ji Ziyue nodded.

"Good, good. It’s good to have you back,"

Li Ruoyu said, nodding repeatedly.

"Uncle Li, since we’ve joined Zhuo Peak, we’re naturally now part of it. And since Gu Sheng is our senior brother, we’d like to spar with him,"

Ling Mu stepped up to explain.

"Very well,"

Li Ruoyu nodded, then turned to Gu Sheng. "Gu Sheng, they are now your junior brothers. If they wish to spar, you may. But there’s one condition—you must fight with only one hand."

"One... One hand?"

Gu Sheng froze.

He knew full well how formidable Ling Mu was, given his cultivation spanned hundreds of years more than his own.

"Heh..."

Ling Mu’s lips curved into a sly smile. "Senior Brother Gu, did you hear that? Just one hand."

As he spoke, Ling Mu tucked one hand behind his back. "This way, it’ll be fairer."

"Whoosh!"

A flash of brilliance—Ling Mu lunged at Gu Sheng.

The hint of a smirk lingered on Ling Mu’s lips.

His eyes glinted with cunning, as if brimming with confidence in this lopsided duel.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

Ling Mu’s techniques were ruthless and carried a chilling aura, striking straight at Gu Sheng.

Obeying Li Ruoyu’s instructions, Gu Sheng fought with only one hand.

But!

Not a trace of fear showed on his face.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Gu Sheng met each move head-on, responding with a composed and unhurried demeanor.

To everyone’s surprise, Gu Sheng’s single hand moved as fluidly as a dragon, effortlessly neutralizing Ling Mu’s assaults.

Within just a few exchanges, Ling Mu felt an unprecedented pressure engulfing him.

A growing sense of unease and frustration began to bubble within him.

"Take this!"

With a loud shout, Ling Mu intensified his attack, seemingly pouring all his cultivation into one strike.

Yet even under such dire effort, Ling Mu realized no matter how fervently he tried, he couldn’t breach Gu Sheng’s defenses.

Facing Gu Sheng felt like ramming against an unyielding fortress wall.

This filled him with shame, and even a sense of contempt.

Suddenly, Ling Mu broke his own word, using both hands to launch a dual-headed assault.

Seeing this, Gu Sheng smiled faintly and continued to combat him single-handedly.

"Ling Mu, what happened to your promise? Wasn’t it single-handed combat? Why’re you using both hands now?"

Ji Ziyue called out indignantly from the side.

"Mind your own business!"

Ling Mu snapped, clearly losing his temper.