Chapter 9: The Gu Dai Legacy (Part 1)

The man took a close look at Guo Shier and was secretly surprised. He could tell that Guo Shier was also a high-level Great Sage Master, but his soul involuntarily felt a bit fearful of the other man, making his voice sound less confident as he said, “We discovered this place first…”
Guo Shier replied calmly, “The Wild Battle Secret Realm isn’t yours, and this altar isn’t yours either. Just because you arrived first, does that mean it’s yours? That’s unreasonable. Any altar here belongs to everyone. There are many who arrived earlier than you—do you think they all claim the altars for themselves? How absurd!”
Behind that man were also two Great Sage Masters, but both were of lower rank. The rest, aside from one Sage Master, were all professionals at the Wild Master or Master level. It was clear that this family or sect had sent them to the Wild Battle Secret Realm specifically for their disciples to obtain the legacy.
Zhang Yaojin was already eager to take action.
The man examined them more carefully and felt his heart sink. He realized that although their numbers were small, their strength was extremely formidable—one high-level Great Sage Master, one intermediate-level Great Sage Master, two lower-level Great Sage Masters, and the remaining two at the intermediate to high-level Sage level. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead as he realized he had been careless.
Guo Shier’s Moon Blade had already been unleashed, circling around him with a series of heart-stirring hums.
Eagle Demon was on the left, and Xianru Dai on the right—everyone was in a combat stance. The man understood that if negotiations failed, they would face a terrible battle.
The man said, “What do you want?”
This sentence was completely different from what he had said at first, clearly showing a hint of weakness. Guo Shier shook his head and said, “We don’t want anything. It’s you who are pressing us relentlessly. Now you’re asking us what we want? Tell me, what do you want?”
The man knew that no one would intervene if he killed them here. If they weren’t strong enough, he wouldn’t hesitate to kill Guo Shier and the others, but the situation was the opposite now. He felt extremely uneasy, especially when he saw them ready to fight.
Zhang Yaojin snorted coldly.
The man said, “Alright, we’ll withdraw first!”
Guo Shier was surprised; he didn’t expect them to back down. He also didn’t want to kill indiscriminately and said, “Good! Since you’re willing to withdraw… we have no objections.”
The man said nothing more and ordered his men, “Let’s go!”
Zhang Yaojin watched as they left and asked, “Shier, why didn’t we kill them?”
Guo Shier replied, “There’s no need. We’re here to find the legacy altar, not to kill people.”

Zhang Yaojin sighed and said, “If we were weaker than him, I’m sure that man would kill us!”
Guo Shier said, “I know. I saw it from the start.”
Zhang Yaojin asked, “Then why did you let them go?”
Guo Shier couldn’t help but laugh. “Killing a thousand enemies costs us eight hundred. This place is very dangerous; it’s best to avoid conflict. Besides, with our strength, there’s no need to fear their revenge!”
Zhang Yaojin also knew that once one reached the rank of Advanced Great Sage, they could practically do as they pleased, whether in a secret realm or on the continent. Professionals who reached this rank enjoyed extremely high status, and no one wanted to offend them—whether it was a family or a sect, they all tried to win over Advanced Great Sages.
He said, “Damn it, when I see such arrogant guys who rely on their strength… I get the urge to kill them.” He had suffered a lot from such people, so he had a strong killing instinct.
Guo Shier said, “This altar seems intact. It must be an advanced altar. Dingding, give it a try! We’ll keep watch.”
Zhou Xiaoling said excitedly, “Okay, I’ll give it a try!” Although she had advanced to the rank of Advanced Sage, she hadn’t yet received any related inheritance.
Guo Shier said, “Be vigilant. Prepare for battle.” Obtaining the inheritance here wasn’t easy; help from companions was necessary, as who knew what dangers might arise.
As Zhou Xiaoling stepped onto the altar, the others gradually showed signs of disappointment. It was obvious that she hadn’t received any inheritance—the entire altar remained completely still.
After a while, Zhou Xiaoling flew down, saying disappointedly, “Nothing. No inheritance.”
Guo Shier said, “Wait, I’ll go check it out.” He flew onto the altar, followed by Eagle Demon and Zhang Yaojin. Eagle Demon asked, “Is this altar broken?”
Zhang Yaojin inspected it and said, “No, it seems to be an intact altar. I don’t understand why no inheritance can be obtained.”
Guo Shier had a sudden realization and said, “Could it be an ancient inheritance…? One needs a foundational ancient inheritance to obtain an advanced one?”
Xian Ru Dai also flew up and laughed upon hearing this. “Inheritance follows a pattern. The type of primary inheritance one receives determines the corresponding advanced inheritance. Sister Dingding’s inheritance might be different from this altar, that’s why nothing happened.”
Zhang Yaojin stood at the top of the altar and said with a wry smile, “Even though it’s an advanced altar, I still can’t obtain any inheritance. I don’t feel anything at all.”
Guo Shier nodded. He knelt on one knee and placed one hand on the surface of the altar.

In an instant, the Ancient Ink Lotus began spinning wildly, and the handsome old man screamed, “Waaah… This altar is intact!” Countless invisible threads pierced into the altar through Guo Shier’s palm, drawing out pure souls. The altar’s soul no longer had any independent consciousness; only pure souls remained, in enormous quantities. The handsome old man and Guo Shier started fighting over them. In the blink of an eye, Guo Shier’s body glowed brightly, and the Ancient Ink Lotus suddenly appeared above his head, spinning rapidly there. Xian Rudi saw it at a glance and screamed in terror, “A Virtual Form Altar!” Zhang Yaojin’s pupils constricted sharply as he watched in horror. After a long while, he said, “It has even reached the stage of forming a Virtual Form Altar… Terrifying…” In fact, this was not a Virtual Form Altar, but the Ancient Ink Lotus was even more powerful than one. At the top of the Ancient Ink Lotus, a head kept spinning, and as it rotated, a body appeared below it, extending up to the chest, followed by two arms gradually forming. Everyone watched in silence, tense and anxious. Though they didn’t understand what Guo Shier was doing, they knew they couldn’t disturb him and waited patiently, holding their breath. The handsome old man’s soul had condensed up to his waist. This time he had obtained the upper body, but still lacked the lower half. Overjoyed, he kept emitting soul vibrations—sounds of wild laughter. Xian Rudi was stunned. She knew a lot and understood that these were true altar souls. Having such souls meant that once Guo Shier built a tangible altar, his strength would far exceed that of professionals at the same level. After an hour, the Ancient Ink Lotus gradually stopped spinning and suddenly dropped into the center of Guo Shier’s head, disappearing. Guo Shier retracted his palm and stood up, his face showing delight. This altar had brought him tremendous benefits. Although most of the souls drawn out by the Ancient Ink Lotus were taken by the handsome old man, a small portion still merged into his own soul. Xian Rudi was extremely curious and asked, “Brother Shier, do you already have a Virtual Form Altar?” Guo Shier shook his head. “No, I’m still one step away.” Zhang Yaojin smiled bitterly. “You’re still an anomaly—reaching the rank of Advanced Great Sage so quickly.” He remembered that in the Land of Bloodshed, Guo Shier seemed to be either an Advanced Master or a Junior Mad Master. In less than ten years, he had reached the rank of Advanced Great Sage—a progression rate that was truly unimaginable.

Guo Shierou shook his head and thought, “If you saw Grandpa Nanshan’s speed of advancement, that would be truly abnormal! Sigh, I wonder where those two elders have gone. Maybe they already have a solid altar now.”
He said, “Let’s leave here. Qian Rude, are there any altars in the vicinity?”
Qian Rude replied, “I don’t know.”
Zhang Yaojin said, “There doesn’t seem to be any complete altars around here…”
Guo Shierou asked, “Are there any damaged or incomplete altars?”
Zhang Yaojin replied doubtfully, “There are many damaged altars, but they’re useless and can’t be used for inheritance… Hmm, I know there’s a large ancient battlefield to the west; there should be quite a few damaged altars there.”
Guo Shierou said, “Good, take us there.”
Zhang Yaojin didn’t understand what Guo Shierou wanted, but he didn’t object either. He said, “Follow me.” Guo Shierou smiled and said, “Let’s go!” The group followed Zhang Yaojin away from the altar.
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About half a day later, the great sage who had left returned with a group of people.
The great sage said, “Alright, they’ve left. Now, let’s start the inheritance process. Arrange everyone in order according to the lottery results… Let’s begin!”
A master of talismans stepped onto the altar, followed by a mad master. The great sage frowned in confusion and asked, “What’s going on? Why isn’t the altar responding?”
A junior great sage beside him said, “It’s strange—the altar isn’t activating?”
If an altar is compared to a machine, then the soul is the power source. Once the power source is lost, the entire machine won’t function. Guo Shierou had drained the altar’s power, rendering it useless.
After studying it for a long time, the great sage still couldn’t figure out the reason. Fuming, he said, “Damn it! What the hell is going on?”
The great sage beside him asked, “Could it be those people from earlier?”
The great sage snapped angrily, “It’s very likely… Damn it! Let’s go back! We need to find help from our clan… I’m going to kill them!” This altar was one of the most important inheritance altars of their clan. Having it rendered useless for no reason naturally drove him crazy.
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Guo Shierou still didn’t realize he had angered an enemy. He followed Zhang Yaojin to an ancient battlefield.

There were countless broken altars here, a staggering number. Guo Shier saw two broken altars at a glance and felt excited. Gu Mo Lian’s ability to extract souls was truly powerful; even compared to the Black Symbol People, it was not far behind. As long as one found an altar, they could extract the remaining souls within it. With good luck, one might even find a powerful soul like the handsome old man.
After landing on one of the remaining altars, Guo Shier still placed his palm on its top. But this time, he got nothing—the soul in this altar had completely vanished. He wasn’t disappointed, knowing that not every altar contained a soul.