Mundane Saint

Chapter 97 – A big man with a very common name

Driven by rage, the Black Falcon King let out a furious screech, transforming into a shadowy streak of purple-black, ready to crush this ignorant mortal!

Gu Heng, on the other hand, just smiled. This bird seemed to be provoked and was now desperate to fight him.

But, this bird wasn't very big.

It looked like a carnivorous bird, but with such a small size, it dared to charge at a human, as if he were some corpse to be devoured.

"Still has a temper, huh."

Gu Heng snorted lightly. The bird's trajectory was crystal clear to him. He seized the right moment, swung his left arm, and struck the black bird, sending it crashing into a nearby tree trunk with a miserable cry.

The Black Falcon King's mind was in turmoil; it could only feel its internal organs shattered by the powerful force!

Even its inner core had turned to mush!

This human, how could he be so formidable!?

But he had no cultivation at all. Could it be that his cultivation was so high that it was beyond its perception...

"Chirp~"

A mournful cry sounded, and the Black Falcon King twitched a few times on the ground before finally losing all signs of life.

"What, it's dead already?"

Gu Heng frowned, nudging the strange bird's body with his foot. It didn't move at all, clearly lifeless.

This bird couldn't take a hit.

He originally wanted to toy with the bird a bit, but it was so fragile that Gu Heng quickly lost interest.

Moreover, his original goal was to head to Desolate Valley. With the Divine Movement Boots, he could reach there in less than half an hour. Now, without any entertainment, he'd have to wait idly once he got there.

With a long sigh, Gu Heng decided to leave.

Activating the effect of the Divine Movement Boots, his figure vanished instantly.

However, the fierce screech of the Black Falcon King had startled many beasts in the forest, causing them to flee in all directions. It also alarmed two other beast kings!

They were deep within their territories but keenly sensed the Black Falcon King's furious screech and the rapid disappearance of its life force.

Something had happened!

After about two or three cups of tea's time, two beast shadows hurriedly arrived.

A giant white-furred bear with four eyes and a brown-skinned three-headed python—none other than the White Bear King and the Earth Python King.

As the beast kings left their territories, countless beasts were startled along the way. Seeing the Black Falcon King's corpse, anger filled their eyes.

The Black Falcon King was dead.

And it was clearly killed by a human!

Though they were beast kings and often had their own conflicts, that was their business.

But with humans intervening, it was intolerable.

The White Bear King clawed the ground, roaring angrily, "Damn humans!"

The Earth Python King hissed coldly, "No matter which human killed the Black Falcon King, we must be cautious. Humans might be planning to act against us!"

"Exactly! We must unite!"

The two beast kings exchanged glances and then howled to the sky simultaneously.

Instantly, the surroundings fell silent.

But soon, countless beast roars echoed from the depths of the forest, growing louder and louder, as if the entire forest's beasts had been roused!

Countless birds took flight from the forest, dense as dark clouds!

The beast kings began issuing orders!

...

About an hour later, Gu Heng arrived at Desolate Valley.

Desolate Valley was actually a basin, with scattered peaks rising around it like a natural arena. In the center was a massive pit, over a hundred feet wide, with cracks all over, exuding a sense of desolation.

Desolate Valley was not small at all.

Thanks to the terrifying "Shrinking the Ground into Inches" ability of the Divine Movement Boots, Gu Heng arrived early at the farthest low peak outside Desolate Valley.

The view here was excellent.

The best part was that he could see the entire scene later.

And being far enough away, he didn't have to worry about being caught in the crossfire of the two factions' battle.

The duel between the strongest of the two sects was set for the afternoon. He arrived quite early, and with the Divine Movement Boots, he was faster than those who paid for rides from Cloud Spirit City or other towns.

Gu Heng casually lay on a piece of bluestone at the mountaintop, legs crossed, and took out the snacks he had prepared from the System Backpack, leisurely enjoying them.

About half an hour later.

People began to arrive from afar.

They all traveled the same way, by carriage. Gale Beasts were easy to raise and perfect for pulling carriages. About a hundred mortals arrived first, each finding a peak that seemed easier to climb, then settling halfway up or elsewhere.

Soon, more and more mortals arrived.

Gu Heng watched with interest as carriage after carriage arrived, surprised at the influence of the duel between the great cultivators.

Many mortals wanted to witness the power of cultivators.

And on the low peak where Gu Heng was, there wasn't a single person. Perhaps it was too far, and people thought they couldn't see clearly, but seeing the faces of the powerful wasn't important; witnessing their dazzling techniques was enough.

Safety first, after all.

"Young brother, you arrived early."

Just as Gu Heng thought he could have the mountaintop to himself, a burly man with a beard approached him.

Gu Heng glanced up at the man and asked, "What's your name?"

The bearded man scratched the back of his head and chuckled, "My surname is Li, and my name is Da Hu. It's a common name, hehe."

Gu Heng's lips curled slightly, "I'm Gu Heng."

He looked at the man, who seemed to be a villager based on his name and rough attire. His eyes were bright and full of enthusiasm, suggesting a straightforward and candid personality. Li Da Hu also had an unsheathed knife at his waist, indicating he practiced martial arts.

Though he seemed quite impoverished.

Most mortals were like this, aspiring to be cultivators but lacking the ability, so they turned to martial arts. No matter how skilled they became, it couldn't compare to cultivators who wielded Daoist powers.

However, Gu Heng noticed the knife at Li Da Hu's waist, with its simple hilt...

The knife was of good quality.

He wondered which craftsman had forged it for him.

But it was certainly a thousand times better than President Shang Xiong's "collection."

Li Da Hu grinned, sitting beside Gu Heng, "Ah, traveling is exhausting!"

Gu Heng raised an eyebrow.

This honest-looking man seemed genuinely interested in the life of cultivators. From his appearance, he didn't seem like a city dweller, more like a rustic villager.

"It seems this low peak is just for the two of us. Meeting is fate; have a melon."

Gu Heng smiled, casually tossing a melon to Li Da Hu, who caught it.

Li Da Hu glanced at him, gave a simple smile, and started eating the melon.

Interesting.

He hadn't expected to meet someone here he couldn't quite figure out.