What the Hell, I Actually Felt a Little Moved
What the Hell, I Actually Felt a Little Moved
Weng!
At this moment, Yue Mingkong’s head was practically buzzing, even going a bit blank. She couldn’t believe what she was seeing before her eyes or hearing with her ears.
In her previous life, merely because she might have exposed Gu Changge’s greatest secret as the Successor of Demonic Arts, she had been ruthlessly killed by him on their wedding night.
That scene was still etched clearly in her mind.
But today, Gu Changge had confessed all of this right in front of her, acting completely nonchalant, even saying that he couldn’t bear to kill her?
Honestly, this left Yue Mingkong somewhat dazed.
All her prior preparations and deductions had been completely overturned.
The talisman sword clenched tightly within her robes loosened involuntarily.
She didn’t know whether what Gu Changge said was true or false, but there was no denying that she truly hadn’t sensed any killing intent from him.
So... that whole showdown act just now was most likely just him scaring and teasing her?
Thinking of this, Yue Mingkong gritted her teeth a little, not even sure what kind of mood she was in right now.
It was both sour and an indescribable stirring of emotion.
She also couldn’t understand at all why Gu Changge chose not to kill her. Could it be that he planned to control her with some secret technique from the Demonic Arts?
After all, that was a possibility—the moment her guard was down would be the best opportunity.
But then she felt she might be overthinking it... Compared to her previous life, in this life, Gu Changge really did seem to have changed a lot.
Although he was still wicked, ruthless, and cold-hearted, he seemed to treat the people around him quite well.
Yue Mingkong’s mind was a complete mess.
“This matter of the Demonic Arts couldn’t be hidden anyway. You’d already guessed it, so from now on, stop playing dumb in front of me.”
Seeing Yue Mingkong slightly dazed with an expression of disbelief, Gu Changge couldn’t help but smile casually. He walked toward her and smoothly wrapped an arm around her.
Yue Mingkong’s body stiffened a little.
But she quickly relaxed naturally.
She didn’t speak, only feeling that she needed to properly sort out her thoughts.
Gu Changge looked at her somewhat dazed appearance at this moment and found it genuinely amusing.
Especially since just moments ago, Yue Mingkong had been all cold and frosty, ready to lay her cards on the table and fight him to the death...
This made Gu Changge want to laugh.
If he wanted to kill her, he would have been planning it long ago—how could he possibly have waited until today?
Yue Mingkong was, after all, a regressor. From the very beginning, she had known his greatest secret regarding the Demonic Arts.
And her choice not to expose it had many reasons behind it.
But it was very likely also because she didn’t want him to face a situation where the whole world would be his enemy.
For a woman with such an orchid-like heart, how could Gu Changge not sense her thoughtfulness?
In the matter of framing Ye Ling, although Yue Mingkong hadn’t personally experienced it, she had actually already guessed how Gu Changge did it.
It was nothing more than using the Immortal-Devouring Demonic Art to kill Bai Lie, then picking an appropriate moment to dump the blame onto Ye Ling.
As such, even if she wanted to keep hiding the fact that she knew his greatest secret, she could no longer do so.
So Gu Changge simply opened his heart and spoke some frank words—though of course, his “frank words” were really just a display of his attitude.
Incidentally, it would also make the current Yue Mingkong lower some of her guard against him.
Otherwise, having her live in constant fear, nerves stretched taut in vigilance against him day and night... honestly, Gu Changge felt that wasn’t appropriate either.
Of course, he also knew that simply dissolving the pain and hatred Yue Mingkong had experienced in her previous life wouldn’t be so easy.
But rice must be eaten one bite at a time, and steps must be taken one at a time. As the saying goes, there’s plenty of time ahead—Gu Changge wasn’t in a hurry.
Besides, right now Yue Mingkong was still deeply suspicious of him and wouldn’t easily believe every word he said...
Additionally, Gu Changge also wanted to know what exactly had happened in the previous life Yue Mingkong experienced.
After all, the one who killed her in the end hadn’t been his body under the control of his original consciousness.
What if it was some so-called Anomaly, and she had merely caught glimpses of future fragments of time, or her divine soul had simply trekked through the River of Time and witnessed, immersed in, certain scenes of the future...
All of these were highly possible.
Fortuitous Ones have the Heavenly Path protecting them, and the Heavenly Path is downright malicious toward an Anomaly like him!
However, these speculations were merely Gu Changge’s personal views.
It was also possible that Yue Mingkong truly had lived through such a life and then lived again up to now.
The Dao of Time is a supreme law of power.
In this world, even celestials find it difficult to trek through the River of Time. The mists within represent the unknown and change, let alone directly glimpsing scenes of the future.
So there was no way he could figure these things out right now.
“If you don’t kill me, aren’t you afraid I’ll expose your secret?”
At this moment, Yue Mingkong gently broke free from Gu Changge’s embrace, standing firm a zhang away from him, her cold and beautiful eyes fixed on him without blinking.
“Afraid? How could I not be afraid? But if you really did that, your husband would have no choice but to accept his bad luck—how did I end up marrying a wife like you...”
Gu Changge put on a sighing expression.
Naturally, he wasn’t afraid. If Yue Mingkong truly wanted to expose this secret, she wouldn’t have waited until now. Besides, Gu Changge had plenty of methods at his disposal.
The priority right now was to get Yue Mingkong to relax her vigilance toward him; otherwise, many things would be difficult to carry out in the future.
Hearing these words, Yue Mingkong immediately let out a soft humph through her nose, saying with slight displeasure,
“We haven’t even married yet. Who’s your wife?”
She also knew that Gu Changge’s words were surely just pretty talk.
Since he dared to say such things, it must be because he wasn’t afraid of her exposing the secret.
Gu Changge was meticulous in thought and deep in scheming—there was nothing he couldn’t think of, and no plan of his could possibly have the slightest flaw.
Still, hearing Gu Changge say such things made her heart feel somewhat happy.
“Well, you will be sooner or later anyway.” Hearing this, Gu Changge just laughed casually. “You’re already mine. Do you think I’d care about such details?”
“Gu Changge...”
Yue Mingkong’s delicate brows furrowed. She never imagined that such shameless, cheesy words—ones she found impossible to refuse—could come out of Gu Changge’s mouth.
But her eyes still sparkled faintly.
Gu Changge only knew how to use pretty words to fool and lull her, yet her heart loved hearing them anyway.
Though nine out of ten sentences were probably false, what if one of them was actually true?
At that moment, the System’s notification sounded in Gu Changge’s mind.
<*Ding!* Fortuitous Lady Yue Mingkong’s attitude has slightly changed. Fortuity Points +800, Fortuity Value +4000.>
With this notification, Gu Changge was somewhat satisfied. At least those words hadn’t been spoken in vain.
Then, with a flash of light in his hand, an object suddenly appeared. He smiled and said, “You didn’t attend today’s investiture ceremony either. I was thinking that among the treasures those old fogeys gifted, you could pick a few for yourself.”
Gu Changge wore a regretful expression.
Weng!
The object in his hand was humming and trembling.
Its appearance was magnificent, like a small phoenix lying dormant, radiating hazy brilliance. Numerous mystical runes flickered across it, as if streams of celestial light were flowing.
Of course, this was only its usual form. Once infused with magic power, it could expand to the size of a divine weapon.
Gu Changge had the Eight Barren Demon Halberd, so he naturally didn’t lack this Golden Phoenix Lance.
“The Golden Phoenix Lance?”
Yue Mingkong was slightly surprised, recognizing this artifact. It was quite famous in Skyward Schloss—a heavy treasure refined by one of the ancestors, with astonishing divine might, extremely precious.
Judging by Gu Changge’s manner, was he actually planning to give it to her?
One must know that neither in her past life nor this one had Gu Changge ever given her anything.
And from the looks of it, he had specially picked it out for her?
Yue Mingkong’s beautiful eyes were filled with suspicion, somewhat unable to believe it.
Since when had Gu Changge become so nice?
“Good that you recognize it. Is it pretty?” Gu Changge looked at her and asked.
Yue Mingkong nodded, a small flicker of anticipation suddenly appearing in her cold, beautiful eyes.
“As long as it’s pretty.”
Gu Changge smiled. With that, the Golden Phoenix Lance vanished from his palm with a weng, stored back into his ring’s spatial pocket.
Watching this scene, Yue Mingkong froze on the spot.
Then the expression on her face instantly stiffened, turning into a face like a frozen mountain, cold as frost.
In those phoenix eyes, icy blades practically burst forth, whooshing to pierce Gu Changge full of holes.
She never imagined that Gu Changge had taken it out just to ask her if it was pretty!
At this moment, she finally somewhat understood how Gu Xianer felt when facing Gu Changge.
Clearly infuriated by him, yet simply unable to beat him.
“Look how angry you’ve gotten...” Seeing Yue Mingkong’s frosty expression, Gu Changge couldn’t help but laugh.
He was naturally just bored and purely wanted to tease her a little.
“This is, of course, for you.” Gu Changge laughed.
“I don’t want it anymore.”
Yue Mingkong was fuming. She turned to leave, unable to stand this guy anymore.
He was simply full of wicked tricks, and just now she had actually felt a little moved.
What the hell.
Gu Changge shook his head. No choice—he’d have to use force.
Hong!
A battle quickly began, and quickly ended.
The entire great hall rumbled and shook, runes flickering, the void trembling, emitting terrifying rumbling sounds.
Light soared to the heavens with astonishing momentum, giving the disciples outside quite a fright.
Before Yue Mingkong, Gu Changge used a bit of his true strength, and only then suppressed her.
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It must be said, Yue Mingkong’s strength was very formidable, far surpassing the various Young Prodigies.
And even Gu Changge didn’t know what other little tricks she had hidden up her sleeve.
Of course, as far as Gu Changge was concerned, the two of them were already an old married couple. There was no reason for Yue Mingkong to sway before his eyes every day without him getting a taste.
So...
Yue Mingkong was thoroughly tormented by him, her expression one of gritted teeth and secret vexation.
However, the resentment she’d harbored over Gu Changge sneaking out behind her back in the middle of the night to find that “vixen” some time ago had now completely dissipated.
Still, she would find a way to root out exactly who that “vixen” was.
Yue Mingkong would absolutely never allow any woman besides herself by Gu Changge’s side.
That Vermilion Bird Clan successor Chi Ling posed no threat in her eyes—she was nothing more than a pawn Gu Changge was using against Ye Ling.
At the end of the day, she understood Gu Changge all too well. He could hardly even be moved by her, let alone by other women.
If it was just casual toying around... she believed that given Gu Changge’s temperament, he was absolutely capable of it.
So she had to determine exactly who that “vixen” was.
...
During this period, the depths of Skyward Schloss were far from peaceful. Divine rainbows shot skyward one after another from a place usually shrouded in dense, flowing mist.
An ancient, primordial aura billowed out from within.
In the sky, a boundlessly wide crack lay stretched across.
Fierce winds surged; it was pitch-black and fathomless, its depths impossible to peer into, with dense, ancient celestial qi wafting out.
0....0
It seemed to lead to another world.
The emergence of the Celestial Ancient Continent had attracted countless forces and orthodoxies.
And this place was the entrance to the Celestial Ancient ruins. By now, many old antiques and old monsters of Skyward Schloss had already arrived here.
“We’ll join forces to hold the crack, but we can only stabilize the passage. If the natives within come out, that would be no small calamity...”
One elder said, his gaze incomparably deep as he stared into it.
“This time, every orthodoxy is sending its younger generation. Who knows whether it’ll be fortune or disaster.” They shook their heads.
Weng!
Strands of flowing, radiant divine light shot out from the crack, flying in all directions.
Wrapped within them were divine objects and Celestial Herbs. Just their aura alone seemed enough to make one ascend on the spot.
The opportunities within the Celestial Ancient Continent were indeed numerous. If not for the celestial treasure that had suddenly burst through the mists here some time ago, its radiance shaking the eight directions, it would have been impossible to attract so many forces.
“Notify the younger generation of all orthodoxies and forces to assemble here in three days. What a pity—if the older generation enters, it will provoke the displeasure of those big figures within.”
“However, for the natives of the Celestial Ancient Continent, this is also a trial. Many of the opportunities within will still require disciples from our outside world to obtain.”
Several old antiques discussed among themselves.
They had already reached an agreement with the ancient existences within the Celestial Ancient Continent: this trial belonged to the contention of the younger generation, and the older generation was not permitted to interfere.
Those ancient existences within the Celestial Ancient Continent didn’t dare provoke the outside world either. No matter how strong they were, they ultimately couldn’t withstand the many powerhouses of the great forces outside.
Sooner or later, this Celestial Ancient Continent would be broken open.
Very soon, Skyward Schloss spread the news: three days later, the gateway to the Celestial Ancient Continent would open, and the younger generation of all orthodoxies and forces could come to seek their fortunes.
Once this news spread, it immediately set off monstrous waves, shocking countless cultivators and forces, who were then overjoyed.
Skyward Schloss held extraordinary significance in the Boundless Heaven—it could even be called the absolute overlord.
The matter of the Celestial Ancient Continent had previously only circulated among the great orthodoxies and had never been made public.
Now that Skyward Schloss had spoken, didn’t that amount to official, authoritative confirmation?
Thus, all cultivators were shaken, gathering during this period before Skyward Schloss’s mountain gate.
If not for their reverence, the steps before Skyward Schloss’s mountain gate would have been trampled flat by the crowds.
For cultivators without great backgrounds, the opportunities within the Celestial Ancient Continent were tantamount to a chance at complete rebirth.
They were naturally incomparably excited.
Regarding this, Skyward Schloss had long prepared countermeasures.
Weng!
Before the mountain gate, a supreme powerhouse descended, directly constructing a heaven-reaching passage, golden light resplendent, piercing straight through to the depths.
This could be considered giving all rogue cultivators a chance. Otherwise, if public anger erupted, Skyward Schloss wouldn’t be able to save face either.
And during this period, the Boundless Heaven practically boiled over—all cultivators were rushing over!
Although the news of the Successor of Demonic Arts’ emergence was shocking, before the opportunities within the Celestial Ancient Continent, it was no longer worth mentioning.
