Rules of Gu Mountain

After several days of travel, Zhou Feng finally arrived at Gu Mountain.

And during those days, he also learned a great deal of information he had not known before.

It turned out that he was currently in a region known as the Southern Border.

There were no nations or unified regimes in this region.

The area was essentially made up of one stockade and tribe after another, along with various sects.

He had heard that if one kept heading east, one could reach a region called the Eastern Land.

There, there were quite a few countries, as well as all manner of immortal-cultivation families.

Zhou Feng had pieced together all this information through conversations with the other disciples who had entered the sect in the same batch as him.

Worth mentioning was that the new disciples from his batch had already formed a group.

The leader was a fellow named Lin Ming.

After his body had recovered, he looked refined and delicate, with a fairly handsome face.

He also possessed the air of a young nobleman. Coupled with the fact that he came from a large tribe and knew quite a few things,

he naturally became the leader of the group.

Of course, he was only their leader in name, since no one wanted a superior to suddenly appear over their heads.

Their current banding together was merely to deal with life after entering the sect.

As for Zhou Feng, he knew nothing about sect life either, so joining the group was fine by him!

Lastly, Yin Ling had also shed her withered, skeletal appearance by now.

The restored Yin Ling was unexpectedly beautiful.

Willow-leaf brows, a cherry mouth, fair skin tinged with a faint blush.

With her blood vitality replenished, Yin Ling displayed the charm of a girl of sixteen or seventeen.

Quite a few people usually fawned over Yin Ling.

Yet among this group, Zhou Feng was the one trying his hardest to fade into the background.

Because when he saw that the progress bar on the Skill Panel had already passed the halfway point, he had gained a clear direction for his future.

Based on the previous occasions, he guessed that once the Skill Panel's progress bar filled up,

he would be able to directly obtain a passive skill.

After all, it required neither any price nor any specific conditions.

The only thing required was waiting.

If that really was the case, then all he needed to do was live long enough.

Just imagine it: possessing thousands upon thousands of passive skills. Even if none of those skills were particularly powerful,

a little added up to a lot. When the time came, he would instantly surpass most people.

Besides, he had no intention of becoming some chosen son of destiny.

In this world, he had no family, no friends, and nothing worth missing.

Zhou Feng's thoughts were now exceedingly simple: survive.

He only needed to keep living according to his own wishes!

That was his truest thought at present.

Thus, he planned to cultivate the Way of Survival, with staying alive as the prerequisite for everything.

At this moment, Zhou Feng thoroughly practiced the Way of Survival.

He mingled among the crowd, officially entered Gu Mountain, and completed all the necessary arrangements.

At the same time, he was assigned to the same courtyard as Lin Ming and Yin Ling.

In short, there was only one word for it: blend in!

"New disciples can receive ten Blood Pills every month. Remember to collect them later!"

"Also, every new disciple can receive a Body Tempering Realm cultivation method once."

"Lastly, you must complete sect tasks every day before you can cultivate!"

"..."

After a senior brother brought them to Courtyard No. 7 and explained a few matters, he hurried away again.

Zhou Feng discovered that there seemed to be no idle people in the sect.

Everyone he saw appeared to be in a great hurry, as if someone were driving them from behind.

"Good! Let's start dividing up the rooms!"

As soon as that senior brother left, Lin Ming spoke first as the leader of their group.

Everyone began moving one after another.

Gu Mountain as a whole was directly divided into three sections: the foot of the mountain, the mountainside, and the summit.

New disciples like them lived at the foot of the mountain, while the mountainside was where elite disciples stayed.

The summit was naturally where the elders and sect master lived.

The layout at the foot of the mountain was also quite interesting. It was directly divided into more than a dozen courtyards, each able to house roughly ten to twenty people.

Then there were all sorts of special buildings, also constructed at the foot of the mountain.

The Hall of Receiving Merit, Hall of Transmitted Skills, and Scripture Repository were all at the foot of the mountain.

The Three Gu Sect's way of teaching new disciples was also exceedingly unorthodox.

During the first year after entering the sect, every new disciple could receive ten Blood Pills each month.

Zhou Feng had eaten this kind of Blood Pill before.

Its main function was to restore a large amount of blood vitality, preventing one from being devoured by the Bloodthirsty Gu.

This was the most important resource for new disciples like them.

Only an ample supply of Blood Pills could ensure they would not be drained dry while still leaving them enough strength to cultivate.

Then there was the fact that there were no introductory teachers.

Want to cultivate? Go learn it yourself!

Or spend money at the Hall of Transmitted Skills to hire some senior brothers or elders to teach you.

And the most ruthless part was that the sect did not have to worry about wasting resources.

Nor did it fear that you would muddle through your days.

Because every disciple who entered the sect had a gu insect planted inside them.

Every day wasted meant that death drew one day closer.

Under the threat of death, no one would slack off.

Even the new disciples who joined the Five Poisons Gu lineage were no exception.

They were even more miserable than those with the Bloodthirsty Gu, because new disciples of the Five Poisons Gu lineage

had to obtain antidote pills at regular intervals to neutralize the poison inherent to the Five Poisons Gu.

Otherwise, they could only be tortured to death alive.

Raising gu! Those two words probably summed up the Three Gu Sect's style of cultivating disciples.

It directly provided an extremely harsh environment and let everyone struggle within it.

No matter how great your talent, no matter how clever you were, if you could not survive, everything was empty talk.

The jungle law of the strong devouring the weak was displayed to the fullest in the Three Gu Sect.

And the rule of the strong devouring the weak began with collecting Blood Pills.

Outside the Hall of Receiving Merit, many people had gathered early on.

When Zhou Feng and the others appeared, countless wolfish gazes fixed upon them.

Though their group felt somewhat uncomfortable, they did not think much of it and entered the Hall of Receiving Merit one after another.

Out of courtesy, they let Yin Ling collect her Blood Pills first.

"Wait! Hand over your Blood Pills!"

Just as Yin Ling had received the Blood Pills and reached the entrance to the Hall of Receiving Merit,

a burly, bare-chested man stopped her.

His naked upper body was covered in scars of all sizes, and an oppressive aura came crashing toward her.

"Senior brother... I..."

A pitiful expression appeared on Yin Ling's face as she was about to speak.

A fist like refined steel swung straight at her.

Bang!

As though struck by a heavy hammer, Yin Ling's body toppled backward at once.

"Hand them over!"

That beautiful face was utterly useless. Xiong Dan planted one foot on Yin Ling's body.

The onlookers around them all wore expressions of eager amusement, with no intention of helping.

Instead, they kept watching the entrance to the Hall of Receiving Merit, waiting to see which unlucky fool would emerge next.

After all, this was one of the few chances to relax during the year.