Chapter 8: The Gu Shui Family (Part 1)

With Guo Shier’s strength, dealing with a master of the Illusory Altar was extremely simple. A mere soul pressure was enough to bind the opponent, preventing them from using their sacred artifacts. After a series of crackling sounds, Shui Junping collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath. Guo Shier’s punches and kicks were fierce, though he hadn’t used any sacred artifacts either.

Shui Junping couldn’t even cry—he had been knocked to the ground in just a few punches and kicks. He didn’t know what to do, feeling intense pain all over his body with his head swollen. As for the others, they were no match at all. The restaurant was in chaos, with professionals lying everywhere. Though no one died, the sight of so many of them groaning and screaming on the ground was quite spectacular.

Huo Fen Tian’s face turned slightly red, but it had nothing to do with shyness—she was simply drunk. With her strong physique, even a small amount of strong liquor made her feel excited. She said, “What a hassle. Just killing them would have settled things. Their screams are so annoying…”

As soon as she finished speaking, the entire second floor fell silent. The professionals tried hard to keep quiet, realizing now that the most ruthless one wasn’t Guo Shier and his group but this woman.

Guo Shier’s heart skipped a beat. He had killed people before, even many, but he would never kill recklessly. After thinking for a moment, he said, “You’re lucky this time. Don’t mess with us—just leave!” He had no other choice. If these people stayed here, who knew when Huo Fen Tian might act? That would be disastrous, so he had to drive them away first.

Huo Fen Tian gave Guo Shier a half-smiling glance, making him blush as well. This woman wasn’t only beautiful enough to kill with her looks but could also captivate someone’s soul with just a glance. Guo Shier knew he couldn’t provoke her. He cleared his throat and said, “Everyone, let’s eat and drink. Sigh, after all this hustle, the food has gone cold.”

Eagle Demon also said, “Right, right. Let’s eat.”

Huo Fen Tian reached out and wiped over the low table, and in an instant, all the dishes became steaming hot. This woman was a master of controlling fire—hot food wasn’t a problem for her at all.

The food was rather ordinary. Since arriving in this world, Guo Shier had found that only the talismanic food and the dishes from his past life were somewhat similar; the rest weren’t great. The only advantage was that the meat in this world was extremely abundant, especially the meat of mutated talismanic beasts, which was incredibly delicious and packed with vital energy, providing great nourishment when eaten.

But the meat on the low table was all from ordinary beasts, with the most special item being a large boiled fish. Guo Shier was speechless about the restaurant’s cooking skills—such a big fish was simply cut into pieces and cooked in a large pot. Fortunately, it was very fresh, and its taste was passable.

The group of professionals had already fled in panic. Guo Shier wasn’t in a hurry; he knew they hadn’t given up. When that water stone snail ran away, its mouth moved slightly. Though it couldn’t speak, Guo Shier could guess the three words it wanted to say: “Wait for me.”

A faint smile appeared on Guo Shier’s face. He still needed to find the coordinates. He was worried they wouldn’t come, so it would be better to ask them once they arrived. He thought maliciously that if he beat them up again, the kid might behave properly, and then asking for the address would probably be no problem.

Everyone there was a big eater, including Huo Fen Tian, who was no exception—even though she was a beauty. What surprised Guo Shier the most in this world wasn’t the strength of the professionals but their appetites. Even the pigs in his past life hadn’t eaten as much as they did. In just a short while, the whole table of dishes was almost cleared.

Everyone heard Guo Shier muttering, “Damn, why haven’t they come yet? The speed is way too slow!”

Nan You, sitting next to him, asked curiously, “Shier, who’s coming?”

Guo Shier took a sip of wine and said calmly, “Those who should come will come.”

Huo Fen Tian’s face turned even redder. She reached out and said, “One more bottle.” The enemies hadn’t arrived, but those who wanted wine had come first.

Guo Shier immediately felt uneasy and couldn’t help shivering. If this girl got drunk, who could control her? If she went on a drunken rampage… The more he thought about it, the more his head ached. But he didn’t dare refuse, so he took out a bottle of strong liquor and said, “This is the last bottle. I don’t have any more…” He now regretted bringing out the strong liquor.

Huo Fen Tian stared at him meaningfully, picked up the bottle, and smiled mischievously, “Afraid I’ll get drunk?”

Guo Shier smiled bitterly inside but remained calm on the surface. He said, “There’s only this one bottle left. With an elder’s tolerance for alcohol, she probably won’t get drunk…” One bottle weighed over ten pounds, so three bottles weighed over forty pounds. If calculated based on one bottle per pound in his past life, that would be over forty bottles. This woman’s alcohol tolerance was terrifying.

Everyone present prayed that her tolerance for alcohol would be even higher. If she got drunk, they didn’t know whether to run or stay. It was terrifying to think about—it was a super butcher who could kill hundreds of thousands of professionals in an instant. No, a super butcheress. If she went on a drunken rampage, even they wouldn’t be safe.

Guo Shier said under his breath, “I feel like I’m sitting on the crater of a volcano…”
Huo Fen Tian ignored everyone’s reactions. She grabbed the wine bottle, took a happy sip, and said, “From now on, you’ll be responsible for the wine… I’ll just drink, and you’ll supply it—hehe.” Without caring whether Guo Shier had any wine or not, she gave orders in a domineering manner.
Guo Shier’s face twisted in frustration; he had never met such an unreasonable woman. He tried to object, but he wasn’t impatient enough to die yet. However, he had his own plans—no wine? No problem. Death? Of course not. He thought to himself, No matter how domineering she is, she surely won’t kill someone just because there’s no wine.
Huo Fen Tian didn’t press him either. A little tipsy from the wine, she enjoyed teasing Guo Shier, much like the Handsome Old Man. So far, the Handsome Old Man hadn’t even dared to show his head—he was terrified of this terrifyingly powerful woman.
The Handsome Old Man was smart. He wouldn’t meet a master who surpassed the ninth-tier altar, let alone talk to her. What if he said the wrong thing and got messed up by her? That would be tragic. He understood the principle that “better not speak or act; the more you speak, the more mistakes you make,” so he simply hid in the altar and refused to show up again.
Guo Shier sensed someone approaching quickly and felt their powerful aura and spiritual strength. It must be a master with a three-tier physical altar.
Huo Fen Tian leaned against the low table, lost in thought, taking sips of the strong liquor from time to time, her gaze somewhat unfocused.
The man didn’t enter the tavern through the main door but flew in through the window, landing lightly on the second floor. Guo Shier couldn’t help but laugh at the sight—this guy carried a three-tier altar, clearly here to show off.
As for a professional with a three-tier altar, Guo Shier was confident he could deal with them. Even if a fight broke out, he wouldn’t be at a disadvantage. Of course, if the Handsome Old Man stepped in, the professional with a three-tier altar wouldn’t be able to defeat him either. But right now, the Handsome Old Man wouldn’t dare show his face even if his life depended on it.
The man looked only in his thirties, but his actual age was likely much older. It was hard to tell the true age of high-level professionals, just like Huo Fen Tian—no one knew how old she was, though she appeared to be a beautiful young woman.
Guo Shier glanced at the man and asked, “Are you here to take revenge?”
The man shook his head and said, “I’m here to apologize.”
Everyone was stunned; they didn’t expect him to say that. The man continued, “I’m Shui Junyong from the Guishui Family, a three-tier physical altar user. I am the ancestor of the Guishui Family.” Seeing Huo Fen Tian, he was also shocked and immediately understood why the conflict had arisen—he knew well the behavior of his family’s disciples.

Shui Junyong finished speaking and looked at the others. He had no desire to fight those in front of him—not because he was afraid of losing, but because he feared he wouldn’t be able to kill them all. If a few escaped, their revenge would surely cause severe damage to his family. He wasn’t that foolish.

Guo Shier said, “Please sit.” Since the other party wasn’t there to fight, there was no need for him to adopt a hostile attitude.

Shui Junyong’s expression relaxed. He put away the altar above his head, sat cross-legged by the low table, and waved for a waiter to bring drinks and food.

Guo Shier thought to himself that when he first met Yan Ruodai in the Little Thunder Realm, she also had a three-layer solid altar. Back then, he had been extremely nervous, but now it was completely different—he could remain calm and treat her equally even when seeing a three-layer solid altar.

Thinking of Yan Ruodai, he couldn’t help but think of Zhou Xiaoling. He wondered if that girl had advanced since joining the Gu Dai family. Watching his familiar friends leave one by one, he felt truly upset.

Guo Shier briefly introduced himself, and according to the rules of this world, everyone reported their names and strength levels. Huo Fen Tian paid no attention at all; with her strength, she could look down on any professional.

Shui Junyong glanced curiously at Huo Fen Tian. Her appearance also carried great appeal, but he wisely didn’t ask for her name.

The owner and waiter brought the dishes with grim expressions. All the low tables on the second floor, except for Guo Shier’s side, were broken. The battle earlier had almost destroyed everything.

Shui Junyong threw over a pouch of talismans and said, “This is compensation for you.”

The owner immediately showed joy. He wasn’t worried about the damaged items; he was afraid no one would compensate. He thanked repeatedly, placed the dishes on the table, and said, “These are several famous dishes from Tianshui City: Explosive Giant Shrimp, Boiled White Fish, and Grilled Eel Dragon Slices. Hehe, the eel dragon is a third-level mutated talisman fish with extremely delicious meat. It’s very famous in Tianshui City. Please enjoy.”

Shui Junyong smiled and said, “Not bad. The owner is willing to offer eel dragon meat. Everyone, give it a try—the most famous eel dragon in the Thousand Lakes Continent. Hehe, there are two ways to eat eel dragon meat: grilled or in soup, both are extremely delicious. Hmm, these giant shrimps are also famous. They’re called big-spined shrimps. The best ones are a foot long. Those shorter or longer than that taste much worse. After marinating them and frying them in hot oil, they taste amazing.”

Guo Shier was a food lover. He might not be interested in anything else, but when it came to food, he immediately became enthusiastic.

After taking a small taste, Guo Shier was full of praise for the large prawns, but his opinion on the eel dragon was average—he was really tired of roasted foods.