Yue Mingkong Reflects on Herself — Why Is He So Good to Her?
Yue Mingkong Reflects on Herself — Why Is He So Good to Her?
The Mountains of Horizons stretched vast and boundless, with all manner of ancient trees and vines growing there, immeasurably old.
Here, mountain peaks rose in unbroken ranges, spiritual energy surged like tides, and everything appeared lush and verdant.
At this moment, deep within these hidden ruins, before an ancient stone door, a graceful and noble figure sat cross-legged.
Immortal rain drifted down, and through this stone door, a faint radiance seeped out.
This figure wore a loose, plain-white jade-threaded robe adorned with stars and ancient seas, appearing ethereal and lofty. Her aura was profound and tranquil, transcending the mundane world.
Three thousand strands of dark hair fluttered, her face like that of an immortal, and within her crystalline, jade-like eyes, Celestial Runes flickered and emerged one after another.
It was none other than Yue Mingkong.
She had been cultivating here for nearly a month.
With her current abilities, she still found it difficult to open this door.
But if she went to Gu Changge for help, she feared he harbored ill intentions and would secretly scheme against her.
So in the end, Yue Mingkong chose to comprehend a path through this place on her own.
And surprisingly—perhaps by some twist of fate—she obtained a mysterious Immortal Scripture from this very door.
“This Immortal Scripture can help me achieve a True Immortal Body...”
As Yue Mingkong murmured to herself, a hazy rain of light, carrying immortal essence, drifted out from the crack in the door.
This immortal rain contained Celestial Runes, which she was refining into her body.
An immortal bone and divine bearing—nothing less.
Her entire temperament had even become otherworldly, as though she no longer partook of mortal food; all things of the mortal world paled before her.
But soon, Yue Mingkong sensed something.
Her delicate brows furrowed.
Then she rose to her feet, reverting to her former bearing—like an emperor high above, powerful and confident, cold yet in control of everything.
“Someone has triggered the Array Patterns and Restrictions I laid here...”
With that, she transformed into a divine rainbow and shot into the sky, leaving this place and arriving high above.
At the same time, the many subordinates and followers hidden in the surroundings all revealed themselves.
During this period, relying on her formidable strength, she had seized control over the life and death of many, forcing them to submit to her.
Among them were even quite a few beings of the Celestial Ancient Races.
Yue Mingkong likewise possessed secret arts for controlling others. To counter Gu Changge’s Immortal-Devouring Demonic Art, she had searched and consulted many ancient texts.
From those texts, she had obtained a Divine Controlling Technique.
Most of those by her side now were her confidants; with a single thought she could control their life and death, so she had no fear of betrayal.
“Within three thousand li of the Mountains of Horizons, every inch of void has been rigged with my methods...”
“That fluctuation just now—there’s no mistaking it. Several powerful auras are heading this way.”
Yue Mingkong appeared atop the mountain peak, her eyes cold, terrifying fluctuations emerging between her palms.
She gazed toward the direction from which the fluctuation had come.
Faintly, an ominous feeling arose in Yue Mingkong’s heart.
In truth, the person she worried about most was still Gu Changge.
Other than Gu Changge, no one knew that the Celestial Spirit was about to emerge.
She had no idea where Gu Changge had learned this information.
In her heart, Gu Changge was nearly omnipotent, possessing methods too numerous to count.
There had never been anything she could think of that Gu Changge could not accomplish.
Including this scheme against the entire Celestial Ancient Races, dragging them all into the water.
Such methods—she certainly could never have devised them.
Poor Ye Ling—already dead, yet still taking the blame for Gu Changge.
And so on and so forth; there was no need to say more.
Therefore, Yue Mingkong was now deeply worried that Gu Changge actually knew a Celestial Spirit would emerge in the Mountains of Horizons.
When Gu Changge arrived here, how would she explain her actions?
It was even possible that, because of the Celestial Spirit matter, Gu Changge would grow suspicious of her once again.
The relationship between the two of them, which had finally eased and grown closer, would very likely plunge back to freezing point.
Just as all these thoughts flashed through Yue Mingkong’s mind—
Rumble!
In the distant sky, numerous divine rainbows suddenly headed in this direction.
The young man at the forefront wore feathered robes with wide sleeves, his bearing divine as jade, handsome beyond compare, appearing transcendent—like a young banished immortal walking the mortal world.
Who could this be but Gu Changge, the very person she least wanted to see?
“He really came...”
At this moment, the coldness on Yue Mingkong’s face instantly froze stiff.
The worst possibility she had envisioned had actually become reality.
Not only had Gu Changge come, he had brought a large group of followers—including that fox vixen Yin Mei.
This made Yue Mingkong feel even worse.
In her clear, cold eyes, her expression grew as frigid as an ancient iceberg, radiating biting chill and killing intent.
This chill was not directed at Gu Changge, but at the one behind him—the red-dressed Yin Mei, whose nine fox tails swayed in the void.
“Crown Heir!”
“This...”
Yue Mingkong’s followers and servants all looked at her with troubled expressions at this moment.
After all, the one who had come... was actually Gu Changge.
For Yue Mingkong, wasn’t this like floodwaters washing away the Dragon King’s temple—family fighting family?
The two of them were engaged, after all.
“Stop him for me,” Yue Mingkong ordered coldly.
A dazzling radiance emerged beside her; a palm-sized silver Lunar Seal rose and fell, exuding astonishing pressure.
She had originally been pondering how to face Gu Changge, but now... she simply could not endure it any longer.
Yin Mei had accompanied Gu Changge in putting on a grand performance.
This alone was enough to explain the relationship between Yin Mei and Gu Changge.
“This...”
Hearing this order, the followers all looked at one another, somewhat helpless.
But Yue Mingkong’s command could not be defied.
So they headed toward Gu Changge, who was flying this way, to intercept them.
“Oh? Mingkong is actually here too? What a coincidence.”
At this moment, Gu Changge put on an expression of only just noticing Yue Mingkong, appearing slightly surprised.
He pressed down with one hand, and everyone behind him came to a halt.
“Young Master Changge, this was the Crown Heir’s order, we...”
Yue Mingkong’s followers could only brace themselves and speak up.
Lay hands on Gu Changge?
Only if they were tired of living.
During this period, who didn’t know of Gu Changge’s might? Among the younger generation, no opponent could be found anywhere.
Besides, strictly speaking, he was one of their own.
Yue Mingkong was probably throwing a little tantrum over who-knows-what.
With the couple’s private affairs, they were caught in the middle—it was truly an awkward position!
“It’s fine. I’ve probably made Mingkong angry again,” Gu Changge said, waving his hand dismissively, though inwardly he asked what he already knew.
Yue Mingkong looked coldly at Gu Changge. Hearing his words, she did not speak.
So he even knew he had made her angry?
Gu Changge put on an appearance of not knowing why she was angry and asked with a light smile, “What’s this, Mingkong? Seeing your husband—are you not happy?”
Yue Mingkong’s gaze swept toward Yin Mei as she asked, “Why have you come here?”
Yin Mei noticed Yue Mingkong’s expression and felt a slight chill.
She had long heard of this heaven-blessed woman, the future Empress.
Seeing her today, that imposing might was indeed astonishing.
Ordinary Cultivators would likely lower their heads involuntarily before her.
However, Yin Mei paid it no mind.
She could sense Yue Mingkong’s hostility and killing intent toward her.
This future Empress wanted to kill her from the very first glance?
It seemed Yue Mingkong already knew of the relationship between her and Gu Changge.
Moreover, Yue Mingkong very likely knew that Gu Changge bore the Immortal-Devouring Demonic Art.
It appeared the relationship between Yue Mingkong and Gu Changge was quite complicated.
This made Yin Mei somewhat envious.
In any case, she would never dare treat Gu Changge with such an attitude as Yue Mingkong did.
From Gu Changge’s words, she even detected a hint of doting affection.
The ever cold and heartless Gu Changge could actually reveal such emotion—she almost wondered if her eyes were deceiving her.
Just how fortunate was this woman?
Then again, she also suspected this was a facade Gu Changge deliberately put on.
But whichever possibility it was, Yin Mei believed Gu Changge would not let Yue Mingkong kill her.
“I’m curious as well. Why are you here too—and it seems you’ve been set up here for quite some time...”
Hearing Yue Mingkong’s question, Gu Changge couldn’t help but ask with a smile.
Though as he spoke, his eyes suddenly narrowed, seemingly quite intrigued.
He appeared very eager to probe into this matter.
Seeing this, Yue Mingkong’s heart tightened. She had already guessed that Gu Changge probably knew all along that the Celestial Spirit would emerge here.
That was why he felt surprised and curious at her presence here.
Given Gu Changge’s nature, this matter would absolutely arouse his suspicion.
Yue Mingkong also knew this was not the time to fuss over Yin Mei.
“My goal is the same as yours,” she said coldly, bluntly pointing out Gu Changge’s intention.
“Oh, is that so?”
“That works out perfectly.”
Gu Changge smiled, appearing not to mind at all.
Nor did he seem to doubt Yue Mingkong’s words.
Then he stepped straight forward; the void blurred, and in an instant he stood before Yue Mingkong.
“Gu Changge, you—?”
Yue Mingkong was slightly taken aback.
Though she did not believe Gu Changge would strike at her over this matter.
Those eyes, gleaming like gemstones, stared quietly at him, calm and captivating.
“Some time ago your husband was injured, yet you never came to visit me. That made me rather sad.”
As Gu Changge spoke, he naturally took hold of her soft, delicate hand.
Slender and flawless, like the finest immortal jade, cool and gentle to the touch.
Only his tone carried a trace of regret.
At this scene, all the followers tactfully withdrew, leaving the place to the two of them.
Yin Mei was quite envious of this, and then she too retreated elsewhere.
“You...” Yue Mingkong had not expected Gu Changge to suddenly do this in front of everyone.
Her mind buzzed, and for a long moment she could not react.
But soon, she recalled how back in the Gu Family’s great hall, he had done the same in front of both families’ elders.
Yue Mingkong quickly calmed down.
This was Gu Changge’s usual tactic—how could she let her heart be thrown into turmoil over it?
“With your strength, how could you possibly be injured? You can fool others, but you can’t fool me,” Yue Mingkong answered thus.
She was not lying.
That was her genuine belief.
Gu Changge, however, shook his head and sighed, “Hearing you praise me like this should clearly be something to be happy about, so why can’t I feel happy?”
Yue Mingkong would no longer be moved by such nonsense of his.
“If I spoke against my conscience, would you be happy?” she retorted, her heart sour.
When exactly had Gu Changge gotten involved with Yin Mei?
In her previous life, she had never known of such a thing.
She just didn’t know how to bring it up with Gu Changge.
“Happy. Why wouldn’t I be happy? After all, you are my lucky star.”
Gu Changge smiled and spoke words laden with hidden meaning.
Doubt surfaced in Yue Mingkong’s clear, cold eyes as she glanced at him.
Why did she feel there was something ill-intentioned about that smile?
“Ye Ling has already been killed by you, hasn’t he?”
she suddenly asked.
“I killed him for you. That should be fine, right?”
Gu Changge did not deny it. As he spoke, his gaze had already fallen upon the hidden ruins below.
“What do you mean, killed him for me? You were clearly after Ye Ling’s inheritance.”
Yue Mingkong had long been well acquainted with Gu Changge’s shamelessness, but at this moment she was still gritting her teeth in anger.
By his logic, he had snatched her prey, and she was supposed to thank him properly for it?
“You can’t put it that way. If not for you, how could I possibly have made a move against Ye Ling?”
“Speaking of which, you’re the real culprit here. Stop blaming everything on me.”
Gu Changge spoke casually, turning around and slapping the hat of blame onto her head.
Even with Yue Mingkong’s usually cool and gentle temperament, she was now itching with anger.
If she could not beat Gu Changge, she would probably have smashed her jade fist into his face.
“Alright, I’ll stop teasing you.”
“How could your husband forget your share of the benefits? This is part of the Reincarnation Supreme Being’s inheritance obtained from Ye Ling. The rest is already gone.”
As Gu Changge smiled and spoke, the Cushion of Enlightenment woven from black and white vines, interwoven with dense Daoist charm, appeared in his hand.
Astonishing reincarnation runes flashed across it, faint and indistinct.
In a trance, the principles of enlightenment seemed to permeate the air.
Tasteless to eat, yet a pity to discard.
For Gu Changge, keeping this thing was utterly useless—after all, he had no need to enter seclusion for enlightenment.
It happened to be perfect for Yue Mingkong.
She should be able to use it.
Consider it a small compensation for bullying her all this time—after all, he had even given Gu Xianer ten divine weapons.
“The Cushion of Enlightenment?”
Yue Mingkong naturally recognized quality goods and identified the cushion, her crystalline, captivating eyes growing even more puzzled.
Such a treasure—even Sacred Realm existences would covet it.
It was even infused with the aura of reincarnation, making it all the more precious.
Gu Changge was really willing to give it to her?
But on second thought—last time, that drop of Five-Coloured True Dragon Blood from Long Teng’s corpse, she had already refined it.
Back then, Gu Changge had not only given her that drop of Five-Coloured True Dragon Blood.
He had also worried she would be hunted and retaliated against by the Dragon Clan, and had specially eliminated the witnesses at the scene, taking the blame for her.
This matter—Yue Mingkong actually knew of it.
And now, a treasure like the Cushion of Enlightenment, he gave to her again without the slightest hesitation?
What exactly was Gu Changge’s intention?
She suddenly felt as though... she had truly misunderstood Gu Changge all along.
He was actually not as bad to her as she had thought?
“Gu Changge, why are you being so good to me now?”
Yue Mingkong looked into Gu Changge’s eyes and asked aloud.
Her voice trembled slightly, already much softer than before.
And at this moment, the System’s notification sounded once more in Gu Changge’s mind.
<*Ding!* Fortuitous Lady Yue Mingkong has reflected on herself and her attitude has shifted. Fortuity Points +2,000. Fatums +10,000.>