Supreme Swordsman of the Nine Heavens – Ch. 1008

Gravity Water

Watching the still water, Gui Buyu grouched, “It must’ve been the blasted killer from Life and Death Sect, but we seem good now. He should’ve experienced the wrath of gravity water. He’ll know better than to give chase now.”

Just as everyone let out breaths of relief, a disciple noted, “But… was he really from Life and Death Sect? His style does not resemble their style. If only we had an Ascension Realm elder here.”

“Even if he isn’t, he’s unquestionably allied with them. We have a job to do.”

“Will gravity water really be enough to stop him?”

“The pressure of weak water constantly ramps up, so not even being an Ascension Realm adept will save him. The corrosive qi accumulated from corpses’ qi and yin qi combined will decompose him even if he coats himself in Ascension Realm spiritual energy. There’s nothing he can do about it should he not have an item with cold energy, like our boats. If he knows what’s good for him, he’ll turn back before he plunges to his death.”

“We still have boats back there, though.”

“Yes, but he doesn’t know how to operate the boats.” Gui Buyu headed back to the bow and peered into the ghost mist. “Tend to your injuries now. We must hold down the fort until our lord is back.”

“Understood!” All of the disciples sat down to recover.

Mu Yu, standing in a corner, deliberated, I always thought gravity water was a myth when Shifu mentioned it back then. Knowing Xiaoshuai, he would probably just complain the corrosive water itches him.

More Ghost Gate disciples started groaning and grunting as their twins commenced their rebellions. Though Gui Buyu was still safe, he understood the severity of the situation well. “How many disciples still have their twins?”

“A hundred and eighty-ish of us are still all right among the two hundred or so of us.”

“Everyone not yet affected, listen in: offer your twin to the gravity water now!”

“W-we cannot function at full capacity without our twin, though.”

“Would you rather wait for your twin to kill you or live?” fumed Gui Buyu, calling out his transparent twin and shrouding it in ghost qi. “Go serve our great Ghost Ancestor!”

Being the example for everyone else to follow, Gui Buyu sent his twin out to sea. A vortex in the shape of a skull gradually formed in the water, and the skull opened its mouth, shooting out a ghost hand to catch the twin. The twin regained awareness and put up a struggle, albeit a useless one. Once the skull swallowed the twin, it turned back to a vortex and then gradually decelerated until it was still water again.

Gui Buyu took a seat to recover via meditation after his twin’s demise. The others gave each other nods and proceeded to follow in the footsteps of the strongest cultivator present. In the meantime, Mu Yu wondered to himself, Who the heck is Ghost Ancestor? Is it a thing or a who? What’s this sacrifice nonsense? The fleet is picking up pace.

The fleet entered a cavern with a ceiling lower than five metres – a view that was visible thanks to the green ghost flames circulating along the walls. Mu Yu saw corpses float to the water surface every now and then.

What’s with these corpses? I’ve seen farmers, ordinary folks and even a Celestial Star Sect disciple now. This confirms that not even spiritual energy can prevent corrosion, yet their clothes don’t corrode, and the water doesn’t wash off the blood stains on their body? Judging from their corpses’ appearances, they didn’t die long ago when they actually died, at least, hundreds of years ago based on their vitality signs.

After another fifteen minutes of sailing, the current picked up, sending the fleet toward the exit – presumably – that could fit only one boat at a time markedly faster.

“All fleets listen in: stay behind me. Do not stick together!” Gui Buyu instructed from the bow.

Since three people offered blood on Gui Buyu’s boat, they spearheaded the group. The slope increased as they closed in on the exit. Mu Yu, who was on the same boat, feared the boat would be thrown off track at their rate, yet there wasn’t any rocking when it was thrown out.

You’re joking… We’re levitating now? Mu Yu inwardly remarked.

 

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