GBP Chapter 21 Pretending to be a ghost
Chapter 21 Pretending to be a ghost
The old steward's face turned ashen, and he spoke rapidly, "Young Master! The Second Elder has broken through to the late Foundation Establishment stage! He wants to challenge your position as family head!" Upon hearing this, Zhuang Yu smiled instead of getting angry, "Late Foundation Establishment stage? I thought he was holding back some big move, is that all?" His nonchalant demeanor made the old steward even more panicked, "Young Master, this is no joke! The Second Elder is cunning and treacherous, we must be on guard!" Zhuang Yu waved his hand, looking confident, "Old steward, calm down, calm down, everything is under my control."
However, things took a turn for the worse than Zhuang Yu and the old butler had anticipated.
That day, Zhuang Yu was training in the family's martial arts training ground as usual, but suddenly felt a powerful pressure coming from all directions, which firmly imprisoned him.
The surrounding space seemed to freeze, and even the air became viscous, making it difficult to breathe.
"What's going on?!" Zhuang Yu was startled, realizing that he had been ambushed.
Zhuang Wen slowly appeared, a smug smile on his face: "Zhuang Yu, you didn't expect this, did you? You thought you could rest easy just because you have the support of a few old guys? Today is your death day!"
Zhuang Xiong, standing beside Zhuang Wen, smiled sinisterly. He formed hand seals, continuously reinforcing the restriction, and the powerful spiritual energy fluctuations made the surrounding trees tremble.
"Kid, weren't you so arrogant? Why aren't you arrogant anymore?"
Zhuang Yu looked around and discovered that the restriction was composed of dozens of array flags, which were connected to each other to form an unbreakable cage.
This restriction is so powerful that even a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator would find it difficult to break.
"Heh, that's all?" Zhuang Yu's lips curled into a cold smile, showing no sign of panic.
He sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, as if he had given up resisting.
"What? Giving up the struggle?" Seeing this, Zhuang Wen became even more smug. "If you kneel down and beg for mercy now, maybe I can spare your life!"
Zhuang Xiong also stopped reinforcing the barrier and looked at Zhuang Yu with great interest, wanting to see what other tricks he had up his sleeve.
Just then, Zhuang Yu suddenly opened his eyes, a glint of light flashing in them…
“Let’s begin,” he said softly.
Zhuang Yu sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, and his spiritual energy began to fluctuate at a peculiar frequency.
"Playing tricks!" Zhuang Wen scoffed disdainfully. "At a time like this, what kind of tricks are you still playing?" Although Zhuang Xiong was puzzled, he still wore a confident smile. "I'd like to see what kind of tricks you can pull." The surrounding family disciples whispered among themselves, wondering what Zhuang Yu was up to.
Time passed second by second, but Zhuang Yu remained motionless, as if he had truly given up resisting.
Zhuang Xiong was getting impatient. He decided to go in himself and teach Zhuang Yu a lesson, to let him know what despair was.
"Kid, stop pretending! Just surrender obediently!" Zhuang Xiong strode into the barrier, and a powerful spiritual pressure instantly enveloped Zhuang Yu.
He sneered and threw a punch, the wind whistling as it went straight for Zhuang Yu's face.
Everyone was shocked. This was a full-force attack from a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator. No matter how talented Zhuang Yu was, he couldn't possibly withstand it!
However, at this critical moment, Zhuang Yu's figure suddenly disappeared into thin air!
"Where is he?!" Zhuang Xiong exclaimed in surprise, and quickly looked around, only to find that Zhuang Yu had appeared behind him at some point!
"Teleportation? Impossible!" Zhuang Xiong was horrified. Before he could react, he felt a sharp pain in his back and was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground.
Zhuang Yu clapped his hands and walked out of the restriction with a relaxed expression. He looked at Zhuang Xiong, who was lying on the ground groaning in pain, and a mocking smile appeared on his lips: "That's it? I thought you were much more powerful." He took out a strangely shaped sword that shimmered with a faint blue light from the mysterious space.
"Next, let's try this."
Zhuang Yu held the dark blue sword, its blade humming softly, as if yearning for battle.
He didn't attack directly, but instead pointed his sword tip directly at Zhuang Xiong, his eyes as cold as frost: "Elder, do you think you're safe hiding inside the barrier? You underestimate me." A mocking smile appeared on his lips: "I forgot to tell you, this 'Frostbite' is specifically designed to counter your earth-based techniques." With that, Zhuang Yu flicked his wrist, and a sharp sword aura shot out, heading straight for the barrier.
With a crisp "crack!", a crack appeared in the originally indestructible barrier!
Everyone was shocked; this was a restriction that even late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators would find difficult to break!
Zhuang Xiong's expression changed drastically; he finally realized that he had underestimated Zhuang Yu's strength.
While Zhuang Xiong was dodging, Zhuang Yu's figure flashed, passing through the barrier like a ghost, and stood steadily in front of Zhuang Xiong.
"Elder, your methods are nothing special." Zhuang Yu's voice carried a hint of mockery, as if he were ridiculing Zhuang Xiong's incompetence.
Then, in front of everyone, he exposed the conspiracies and schemes of Zhuang Xiong and the Second Elder's faction, including how they embezzled family resources and how they suppressed other disciples.
Upon hearing this, the elders of the family were filled with righteous indignation and condemned Zhuang Xiong and the Second Elder's faction.
Zhuang Xiong's face turned ashen. He never expected that the prestige he had painstakingly built up over the years would vanish in an instant.
After discussion, the family elders decided to reduce Zhuang Xiong's power and issue a stern warning to the Second Elder's faction.
"Zhuang Yu, thanks to you this time, the family was able to avoid a catastrophe." A respected elder patted Zhuang Yu on the shoulder and said appreciatively, "The management of the family warehouse will be temporarily entrusted to you." Zhuang Yu humbly expressed his gratitude and promised to contribute more to the development of the family.
He looked at the mountain of cultivation resources, a barely perceptible smile appearing on his lips.
"Wang Yao, let's go." Zhuang Yu turned and left, leaving behind only a dashing silhouette.
Wang Yao followed silently behind, watching Zhuang Yu's retreating figure, a strange light flashing in her eyes...
"Young Master, it seems you've left something behind..."
Zhuang Yu turned around gracefully, a "everything is under control" smile on his lips, and was about to step out of the council hall when Wang Yao grabbed him.
"Young Master, it seems you've left something behind..." Wang Yao pointed to Zhuang Xiong's slumped figure on the ground.
Zhuang Yu was stunned for a moment, then realized that he had forgotten the most important step—collecting the spoils of war!
"Oh dear, look at my memory, I almost missed a tiny detail." He slapped his forehead, looking as if he had just realized something.
Under the complex gazes of the crowd, Zhuang Yu walked up to Zhuang Xiong, squatted down, and asked with a smile, "Elder, you flatter me. According to the rules of the cultivation world, the loser must hand over all their possessions."
Zhuang Xiong's face turned ashen, yet he was utterly helpless.
He gritted his teeth and reluctantly tossed his storage bag to Zhuang Yu.
Zhuang Yu took the storage bag, scanned it with his divine sense, and couldn't help but gasp.
Good heavens, this old guy has hidden it well; the rare and precious materials, spirit stones, and pills inside are piled up like mountains!
"Tsk tsk, the Grand Elder is really rolling in money. It seems he's been 'paying tribute' to me quite a bit over the years," Zhuang Yu said sarcastically, drawing a chorus of chuckles from those around him.
Without any hesitation, he directly pocketed Zhuang Xiong's storage bag.
Then, he looked at the other disciples of the Second Elder's faction with a smile, "What about you? Do you also want me to come and collect it 'personally'?"
Seeing this, these people dared not resist and obediently handed over their storage bags.
"Hmm, that's a good girl." Zhuang Yu nodded in satisfaction, then turned to Wang Yao and said, "Wang Yao, let's go."
This time, he really left the council chamber.
After leaving the council hall, Zhuang Yu did not immediately return to his residence, but went straight to the family warehouse.
Looking at the mountain of cultivation resources, Zhuang Yu couldn't help but feel a surge of emotions.
These resources originally belonged to the family, but were embezzled by Zhuang Xiong and others.
Now, they have finally been returned to their rightful owner.
"Young Master, what are your plans next?" Wang Yao asked.
"Of course, I'll go into seclusion to cultivate and strive to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage as soon as possible!" A glint of light flashed in Zhuang Yu's eyes.
He knew that the outside world was full of dangers, and only by constantly improving his strength could he gain a foothold in this dog-eat-dog world of cultivation.
That mysterious place holds unparalleled treasures and is bound to attract countless powerful cultivators.
He didn't know if he could successfully break the seal and obtain the treasure, but a strong desire welled up in his heart.
“But before that…” Zhuang Yu paused, a sly glint in his eyes, “I still have to go to that mysterious space.”
He took a deep breath, sat cross-legged, and let his consciousness sink into a mysterious space...
What kind of extraordinary adventure awaits him next?