The Purpose of Descending to the Overworld — Do You Have a Grudge Against Young Master Gu?
The Purpose of Descending to the Overworld — Do You Have a Grudge Against Young Master Gu?
“Gongzi, although today’s sowing of discord was nothing short of flawless, this old servant still has one thing he doesn’t understand.”
After leaving the prison, Ming Lao’s figure emerged from the void, asking with a trace of doubt.
Gu Changge was becoming ever more terrifying, ever more unfathomable.
That was a good thing.
After all, only when Gongzi grew stronger could he truly take command of the family and lead it to glory.
But what he didn’t understand was why Gongzi clearly wanted to kill that Ye Chen, yet kept delaying the deed.
With Gongzi’s current strength at the Honoured Lord Realm, even across the vast territories of the Beyond, only the sole successors of those Supreme Dao Lineages and Cults of Immortality could compare to him.
Here in the Eastern Barren, squashing a Ye Chen would be nothing more than a slap’s work.
Why go to such painstaking lengths to strip Ye Chen of everything?
“Oh? What is it you don’t understand?”
Gu Changge replied casually. He was in a fine mood today.
Not only had he driven a wedge between Ye Chen and his Master, he had also reaped a hefty haul of Fatums.
This leek-cutting felt mighty satisfying.
The day he could truly stomp Ye Chen to death wasn’t far off now.
“This old servant truly doesn’t understand — why doesn’t Gongzi simply kill Ye Chen outright? Wouldn’t that save so much trouble?”
Ming Lao asked in puzzlement. He had no idea that this world contained such an ethereal thing as Fortuity.
Much less that Ye Chen was a Fortuitous One.
To put it bluntly, as long as Ye Chen’s Fortuity hadn’t drained to its lowest point,
even if Gu Changge suppressed him at every turn, he would still rise again.
Such was the terror of a great Fortuity-bearer within the grand tides of heaven and earth since time immemorial.
Naturally, Gu Changge couldn’t possibly explain any of this to Ming Lao.
Even if he did explain, the old man probably wouldn’t understand anyway.
“Ye Chen will die, but not now. I’m still waiting for him to keep delivering me opportunities.”
So Gu Changge phrased it differently, his smile carrying a meaningful edge.
Toward this loyal old servant, there wasn’t really much need for concealment.
In the original host’s memories, the reason he had descended to the Overworld at all was entirely because of a peerless, murderous weapon about to emerge into the world.
The Eight Barren Demon Halberd.
It was said to be the weapon of the Eight Barren Demon God from primordial times — its killing aura vast as the sea, its divine might boundless, having nearly slaughtered all the heavens.
Later, for reasons unknown, it was lost within the River of Time.
The original host bore a Demonic Heart, and had furthermore received the inheritance of a certain terrifying, ruthless figure from the Beyond.
Information about the Eight Barren Demon Halberd was recorded within that inheritance.
It said the halberd had very likely been lost in this realm.
And that was how the original host’s talk of “descending for training” came about.
On the surface it was training; in truth, he was searching for the Eight Barren Demon Halberd’s whereabouts.
Of course, going by the positioning of a cannon-fodder villain, he was naturally meant to find nothing.
If Gu Changge’s guess was right,
the normal trajectory from here would be: Ye Chen, by sheer luck and blind stumbling, barges into the ruins, gains the murderous weapon’s acknowledgment at the most critical moment, and his strength soars.
Then he’d sweep through Supreme Stygian with his halberd, turning the whole situation around.
If Gu Changge played his cards poorly, he might even botch things down here in the Overworld and lose his little life.
Or flee back to the Beyond in disgrace, forging a life-and-death feud with Ye Chen.
......
Gu Changge used to be very familiar with this kind of plot template.
So the current him was practically looking down with a god’s-eye view.
Once he analyzed anything, his conclusions were basically ninety percent identical to the real situation.
Sure enough, reading lots of web novels really does pay off.
The dog author didn’t lie to me.
“So Gongzi had it all planned out long ago.”
Hearing the explanation, Ming Lao suddenly understood, and his admiration for Gu Changge deepened even further.
As expected of the Gongzi whom the family had placed great hopes upon since childhood, the one called the Gifted One.
“Keep a close watch on Ye Chen’s side. Pay attention to his movements. Something may be about to happen at Supreme Stygian Holy Land.”
Then, Gu Changge instructed Ming Lao, a strange glint in his eyes.
Having imprisoned the Fortuitous One for a full three days — going by that ethereal business of Fortuity —
something bad was bound to happen at Supreme Stygian Holy Land soon after.
The only question was what.
Even Gu Changge was a little curious.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the prison.
“A Mind Convergence Pill.”
Yan Ji murmured.
Staring at the pill before her, wrapped in dense violet mist, her crimson pupils could not hide their shock.
Of course she recognized it.
Which was exactly why she was so shaken.
It had to be said — Gu Changge’s generosity was truly extravagant.
Back when she was at her peak, she naturally wouldn’t have lacked such a pill.
But now, its allure to her was no different from sweet rain after a long drought, charcoal delivered in the snow.
The Mind Convergence Pill was incomparably precious — troublesome to refine, its ingredients exceedingly hard to gather.
One had to know that even in the Beyond, a Mind Convergence Pill was a divine pill that ten thousand gold couldn’t buy at auction.
In a resource-barren place like the Overworld, it simply couldn’t be refined at all.
Just its powerful effects of remolding the Primordial Spirit and stabilizing the soul were enough to make countless mighty figures drool with desire.
At certain times, a single Mind Convergence Pill was equivalent to an extra life!
Even some of those lofty Enlightened Noble Realm beings might not possess a single one.
“Shifu, what exactly is this pill...”
Seeing Yan Ji fall silent, Ye Chen’s expression couldn’t help but shift slightly, the ominous premonition in his heart growing stronger.
Could this pill really be that precious?
Gu Changge certainly had his methods!
Not only had he used glib words to persuade her time and again, he now wanted to use this pill to tempt his Shifu.
His intentions deserved death!
Yan Ji’s expression was complicated.
Thereupon, she told Ye Chen of the Mind Convergence Pill’s rarity and power.
After hearing it all, Ye Chen too fell silent, teeth clenched tight, fists gripped hard.
How could the Mind Convergence Pill’s effects be described with merely the word “powerful”?
It could help Yan Ji stabilize her current state and mend her Remnant Soul.
“Shifu, are you really going to use this pill?”
Ye Chen’s eyes were somewhat red as he asked in a hoarse voice.
He couldn’t bear this humiliation — it felt like charity from Gu Changge.
Yet this pill could help his Shifu, sparing her the agony of her fracturing soul.
Advance or retreat, both were hard.
It was truly the most difficult choice of all.
Gu Changge, what fine methods you have!
I will definitely kill you!
Kill you!
He howled in anguish within his heart.
“After all, it is Gu Gongzi’s kind intention...”
At this point, Yan Ji suddenly noticed something off about Ye Chen’s expression.
After a moment of silence, she sighed softly and asked,
“Xiao Chen, tell me honestly — do you have some kind of prejudice against Gu Gongzi?”
Hearing these words, Ye Chen froze on the spot, his eyes wide with disbelief.
In that instant, he felt his vision go black — his whole world had collapsed.