Top-Class Comprehension: Start with Basic Fist Techniques Chapter 253 - 130 Pinnacle of Intention! Wind of Perception

Perhaps even reaching the pinnacle of the Superior Divine Gang martial arts would require a lot of ti to accomplish.

Lu Changsheng understood very well—oftentis, a "beginner’s gift pack" is the most cost-effective.

This "Heavenly Ladder" was likely the easiest benefit for North Region Heavenly Sect disciples to obtain.

"Let’s go, to the Heavenly Ladder."

Lu Changsheng stepped out of the carriage and walked directly toward the Heavenly Ladder.

When Lu Changsheng arrived at the Heavenly Ladder, he saw that outside the ladder, there were quite a number of martial artists gathered.

Judging by their attire, they seed to be people from the North Region Heavenly Sect.

These martial artists were mostly Divine Power Realm cultivators. When they saw Lu Changsheng and the coachman, their eyes lit up.

"At this ti, anyone trying to ascend the Heavenly Ladder must be recomnded by one of the major North Region factions."

"To ascend the Heavenly Ladder, you need to pay silver coins—ten thousand taels per person, no bargaining."

Lu Changsheng furrowed his brows.

"What do you an, ten thousand taels of silver?"

Did they take him for a "fat sheep"?

Were these people really disciples of the North Region Heavenly Sect?

"They are rely the aids of the Inner Sect disciples of the North Region Heavenly Sect."

"Every Inner Sect disciple has servants to attend to them."

The coachman suddenly explained.

"Servants?"

Lu Changsheng seed deep in thought.

He raised his head, gazing at the servants, and suddenly spoke, "Can they be killed?"

The coachman hesitated slightly, but recalling Lu Changsheng’s notorious reputation on the northern battlefield, he quickly nodded and said, "Yes!"

Just servants.

Not listed in the North Region Heavenly Sect’s official records. Killing them would make no difference.

The only complication might co from the Inner Sect disciples backing these servants.

But today, luck was not on their side.

Lu Changsheng had even slain Heaven Heart—what were a few servants to him?

"What are you trying to do?"

"We may be servants, but our masters are Inner Sect disciples. If you offend us, you’ll face endless troubles once you enter the sect..."

The servants were beginning to sense danger.

Their extortion sche in the mountains was familiar terrain for them; they had done their howork.

Anyone entering the sect at this specific ti would undoubtedly be handpicked by the major factions of the North Region.

Whether royalty or top-tier forces, each was essentially a "fat sheep," loaded with wealth beyond imagination.

A re ten thousand taels of silver—what did it matter?

Most martial artists didn’t want to stir up trouble before even stepping foot into the North Region Heavenly Sect and would obediently pay up.

But sotis, unfortunate encounters happened.

Evidently, the two before them might be such an unfortunate encounter.

"Buzz."

Suddenly, the servants seed to feel the surrounding environnt shift dramatically.

The sky darkened.

The heavens were dotted with stars that sparkled brightly.

And yet, amidst the vast expanse of the starry sky, there appeared a three-thousand-foot waterfall, cascading down through the cosmos—an awe-inspiring sight.

But the servants had no ti to appreciate the spectacle.

They had spent ti in the North Region Heavenly Sect and were naturally well-inford.

Instantly, they recognized what was happening.

"This is bad—this is intentional pressure..."

The servants’ faces drastically changed.

"Clank."

Lu Changsheng paid them no attention.

He drew his blade in an instant.

A crimson blade light tore through the void.

Furthermore, the crimson blade light split into five.

Five streaks of blade light descended upon the five servants.

"Pfft."

The servants’ eyes widened.

In the next mont, their heads fell instantly to the ground.

These servants didn’t even possess strength equivalent to the Hundred Cauldrons level.

How could they possibly withstand Lu Changsheng’s blade?

They were dead!

All five servants were dead.

It was likely that behind them stood a few Inner Sect disciples.

Yet Lu Changsheng hadn’t even entered the Heavenly Sect and had already offended several Inner Sect disciples.

One must know—the Inner Sect disciples were all Divine Astral Realm cultivators!

The air was thick with the stench of blood.

Further away, a few more servants remained.

However, because they hadn’t stopped Lu Changsheng earlier, he naturally spared them.

"Leave quickly."

The remaining servants bolted, rushing up the mountain paths as fast as they could.

Clearly, upon witnessing Lu Changsheng’s cold ruthlessness and decisive killing of five servants, they knew unmistakably that this man was dangerous.

To linger would be folly—they feared becoming the next target should Lu Changsheng find them unpleasant.

They were servants.

No matter who backed them, survival was the priority.

Only by staying alive did they hold any value!

Lu Changsheng arrived at the Heavenly Ladder, looked up at the towering peak that pierced the clouds, and proceeded without hesitation.

Step by step, he ascended.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Lu Changsheng’s steps were steady.

Other than feeling a bit cold and encountering strong winds, Lu Changsheng experienced no other sensations.

Until he reached halfway up the mountain, stepping onto the thirty-third stair.

"Hoo..."

Suddenly, fierce winds swept through.

The surroundings seed to darken all at once.

A layer of dense mist appeared to envelope the Heavenly Ladder.

At this mont, even Lu Changsheng couldn’t clearly discern where the next step of the ladder lay.