Backing Up His Little Sister—How Is That Showing Off?
Backing Up His Little Sister—How Is That Showing Off?
Weng!
Inside the dimly lit ancestral tomb.
Ancient, incomplete corpses floated up and down, as if they had crawled out of their graves, breathing in the essence of the sun and moon.
It was a terrifying sight.
If anyone had come here at this moment, they would have been scared out of their wits.
Strands of greenish radiance cascaded down continuously, like waterfalls.
A Grand Flask floated and sank amid it all, receiving that radiance, then transforming it into pitch-black Grand Runes that fell into the body of the young man below.
His hair danced, his robes billowed.
Bathed in light, he appeared dazzling and divine, profound and dreadful.
Gu Changge sat cross-legged here. At this moment, his skin was like immortal jade, glowing with luster and a translucent quality, and it carried an indescribable, terrifying demonic air.
Vortex after vortex appeared behind Gu Changge, every aperture containing radiant light.
Within them, it seemed as though numerous gods and demons sat cross-legged, chanting, emitting grand world-shaking sounds.
Weng!
At the same time, Gu Changge’s aura kept rising. All kinds of refined energies seemed to open the floodgates of his body!
In the void, strange and bewitching flowers took root—bearing immortal grace, yet all the more sinister.
Bo bo bo...
The flowers bloomed, spewing forth dense essence qi, which Gu Changge absorbed through his mouth and nose.
This was Primordial Spirit power refined through secret arts, containing the insights and comprehensions of the “one hundred forty” Primordial Spirit level.
Weng!
Within his Knowledge Sea.
The Nature God’s Chant grew stronger, ever more brilliant and solid, like Immortal Gold tempered countless times, faintly gleaming with light.
Finally, the terrifying aura here dissipated.
Gu Changge’s true cultivation had broken through to the Peak Enlightened Noble Realm in one fell swoop.
He opened his eyes. The divinity and essence within all the ancient corpses before him had vanished into nothing, and they fell to the ground, looking even more shriveled.
Gu Changge seemed somewhat regretful.
In his view, this essence energy should have been enough for him to break through to the Enlightened King Realm, but he later discovered that many of the ancient corpses had actually died in battle, their divinity long since mostly destroyed.
“I somewhat overestimated the essence power of these ancient corpses. Although there were two Perfect Prodigy corpses among them, they clearly died in battle as well and had long lost much of their essence. What a pity.”
Gu Changge shook his head slightly and stood up, in no hurry to leave.
The native settlement he had chosen was actually not large—only a few thousand li in circumference.
For the natives of the entire Celestial Ancient Continent, it could at most be considered a small tribe.
Gu Changge wasn’t worried at all that this matter would be traced back to him.
For the time being, no one would notice that something had gone wrong with their ancestral tomb.
After all, who would, for no reason at all, come check whether their ancestral graves had been dug up?
Even if it was discovered later, who could confirm when it had actually happened?
Besides, he wasn’t the only young one wandering around the native settlements.
And Gu Changge’s ultimate goal had always been the great tombs—those places that might bury an Immortal’s Corpse.
These small tombs were merely convenient, a way to accumulate some experience in “digging up ancestral graves” along the way.
By the time anyone found out, he would have already plundered several tomb sites.
So Gu Changge had plenty of time and means to pin this pot squarely on Ye Ling’s head.
Who told Ye Ling to come running to the Celestial Ancient Continent himself?
Even if the people around Ye Ling could prove he hadn’t done any of this, what use would that be?
For most Cultivators, they would only believe all of this was the work of the Successor of Demonic Arts, and that Ye Ling had happened to slip in—perhaps they’d even think the Successor of Demonic Arts had an accomplice.
So if Ye Ling didn’t carry this pot, who would?
Thinking of this, Gu Changge’s expression grew all the more meaningful.
Then, he stepped forward, avoiding the Array Patterns, took a casual glance at the tomb entrance, and conveniently dealt with those two corpses.
They were Quasi-Sacred Realm beings, after all—wasting them would be a shame.
Afterward, the void before Gu Changge blurred, and he stepped into it, following the path he had come by, preparing to leave.
With the experience from his arrival, the return trip was naturally even safer—absolutely no one noticed.
Before long, on a mountain peak outside the ruins of this city, Gu Changge’s figure reappeared.
“Master.”
The followers hidden here all emerged and paid their respects.
“Has anything happened recently?” Gu Changge asked, taking the lead in transforming into a divine rainbow and leaving the area.
If his guess was right, Gu Xianer probably hadn’t been having a good time lately.
Having offended a massive power like the Ancient Sea Palace, aside from Yue Mingkong, probably no one would step in to help her.
Counting the time...
It was about time for him, her older brother, to show his face. After all, he’d been on the Celestial Ancient Continent for a while now, and he, Gu-somebody, hadn’t properly shown off even once.
Otherwise, some among the younger generation might really stop taking him seriously.
No wait—his little sister was in trouble now, and as her older brother, going to back her up—how could that be called showing off?
Besides, it was a perfect chance to knock some sense into the younger generation, lest some fools who didn’t know life from death jump out and get in his way later.
“Reporting to Master, great battles have erupted in many regions recently. Numerous divine objects have emerged, sparking contests between the native creatures and the prodigies from outside. Apart from that, Xianer-xiaojie is being hunted by the Seventh Princess of the Ancient Sea Palace, with several Young Prodigies pursuing her. Her situation doesn’t seem good right now...”
“I hear the sea race has already activated the Ancient Sea Formation, sealing off all eight directions of heaven and earth. Escape is nearly impossible within a radius of almost ten thousand li.”
Behind him, the Yaksha-like follower quickly caught up and reported to Gu Changge.
The expression on his face was somewhat cautious.
He could tell that although his master always appeared indifferent toward Gu Xianer, he had never missed a single piece of news about her.
So he worried that Gu Changge would fly into a rage upon hearing this news.
However, Gu Changge never showed his joy or anger on his face, and the follower couldn’t guess what he was thinking.
After finishing his report, he quietly retreated back behind him.
“A Fortuitous One may have many opportunities, but their ability to offend people is also top-notch.”
“Still... this time is a bit of a surprise. The Ancient Sea Palace actually set up even the Ancient Sea Formation and sent out several Young Prodigies for the hunt.”
“With Gu Xianer’s current strength, she can handle one or two, but any more than that would be too much for her.”
“Though for her, this counts as a decent trial and tempering, given that silly girl’s personality, she probably won’t use her trump cards until the critical moment.”
“That part of her is utterly foolish. Who leaves powerful artifacts unused and lets themselves be bullied and suffer losses?”
“The Seventh Princess of the Ancient Sea Palace... I’ve always been the one bullying others. This one’s got quite the guts—looks like she’s courting death.”
Hearing this, Gu Changge’s eyes narrowed slightly.
The expression on his face turned somewhat meaningful.
Then, the void around Gu Changge grew even more blurred, and his speed increased considerably.
After all, Gu Xianer was his personal punching bag—since when was it anyone else’s turn to bully her like this?
What did this Seventh Princess amount to, anyway?
...
Meanwhile, within a mountain range shrouded in boundless white mist.
Lightning flashed and electric arcs raged, crackling and snapping, as if an ancient giant were pounding a war drum here.
Gu Xianer’s dress fluttered as she stood amid the mountains, coldly staring ahead.
“To hunt me down, you sent out this many people. I suppose I should be flattered by the trouble.”
She spoke indifferently.
At this moment, though somewhat injured, her aura had gradually steadied, and she had calmed down...
The surrounding mountains were filled with sea race creatures, and there were even several Young Prodigies, all prodigies at the early or middle stage of the Honoured King Realm.
If Gu Xianer faced them alone, she wouldn’t fear them in the slightest—she even intended to defeat them.
But with the Seventh Princess added to the mix, this battle became very precarious, with virtually no chance of victory.
Her strength was only at the middle stage of the Honoured Lord Realm. Fighting above her level wasn’t difficult, but against Young Prodigies, it wouldn’t be so easy.
Because the gap between them would shrink considerably.
Since the other side dared to call themselves Young Prodigies, they naturally possessed powerful talents and numerous terrifying divine abilities.
Gu Xianer had quite a few trump cards.
But those were reserved for dealing with Gu Changge, or for when she encountered powerful enemies and her life was in danger.
Right now, she didn’t want to waste those trump cards in a place like this. Although the situation seemed extremely dangerous, Gu Xianer still saw a sliver of hope.
“Enough nonsense! A life for a life!”
At this moment, a Young Prodigy with a head full of golden hair roared, already taking the lead to strike at her. His true form was a golden great fish possessing a segment of dragon bone.
His body seemed cast from gold, with fine, densely packed scales gleaming brilliantly.
With a wave of his hand, he unleashed sheets of runes, like a rain of light—powerful and terrifying—flooding the space ahead as if it could shoot down the stars.
Hong!
A mountain peak exploded in an instant, reduced to dust, and all the ancient trees and creatures within were annihilated by this single strike!
“So powerful!”
This kind of fluctuation made many of the younger generation change color. They knew that at the same realm, they simply couldn’t withstand it.
This was the might of a Young Prodigy—among peers, only another Young Prodigy could exchange blows with them.
On the other side, another Young Prodigy also made her move—a female Young Prodigy from the Sea Serpent Clan, with fish webbing on her arms and fish scales covering part of her face.
She emitted a soundwave, extremely tricky, like multicolored divine light interweaving and evolving in the void, capable of piercing clouds and splitting stone, shattering all things, and even injuring one’s soul.
“Ganging up on one person—is this all you’re capable of?”
Gu Xianer’s gaze swept over the crowd before her. Though besieged, her expression remained cold and clear, carrying an unyielding pride.
If not for her insufficient cultivation, she was confident she could suppress these so-called Young Prodigies with a single palm.
Or rather... she was confident she was invincible at the same realm—perhaps only Gu Changge could serve as her opponent.
This wasn’t blind confidence, but a clear understanding of her own strength.
At this moment, as her words fell.
Weng!
Dense five-colored light emerged all over her body, especially from the Celestial Bone that had undergone nirvana rebirth, which spewed forth brilliant immortal intent.
The immortal light was dazzling.
Within it, it seemed a True Immortal sat cross-legged, about to revive and step forth, suppressing the present age.
At this moment, Gu Xianer exuded a transcendent air, standing in the sky, her fingers vibrating as she struck at the two of them.
At the same time, with a wave of Gu Xianer’s hand, chains of divine light shot out, dense and innumerable—entirely the evolution of various divine abilities.
This divine might was incomparably vast, spreading across the sky, enough to blast open everything before her and shatter all incoming attacks.
She was, after all, taught by the various old monsters of Peach Village, her skills superb, and now she had the Great Elder of Skyward Schloss personally guiding her—it was impossible for her combat power to be low.
At once, it was as if an immortal bell rang out with a dong in the void.
The terrifying soundwave, brilliant as fireworks, dissipated before Gu Xianer’s brow.
Within her Knowledge Sea, the phantom of a peach tree emerged, radiant and resplendent, scattering a rain of light—one flower, one world—containing immense Primordial Spirit might.
This was Tao Yao’s Primordial Spirit Technique, powerful and mysterious, as if tempered a thousand times over, indestructible.
That sea race female Young Prodigy’s divine ability was broken.