The guard up front let out a cold laugh upon hearing the words and weighed the stone in his hand, saying,
"Damn it, a half-demon thinks of coveting the treasures in Dragon Head Mountain, dying is what he deserves!"
They were stationed here enduring the elements, and the sect didn't give much in the way of compensation, relying on the Spirit Stones given by great cultivators coming in and out to make a little extra. This half-demon knew no rules, gave only a Low-Grade Spirit Stone, and expected him to be content with that?
Truly, death would be well deserved!
...
After Gu Shi Yi went in and looked back, the scenery had already changed. The path back was still there, but the pavilion and the two guards had disappeared. Turning his head towards the front, he saw three diverging paths—one left, one right, and one in the middle—winding into the deep mountains.
