Something Is Wrong with Gu Changge, a One-Sided Simp
Something Is Wrong with Gu Changge, a One-Sided Simp
Hearing this question, Gu Changge also spoke up.
Everyone listened with rapt attention, afraid of missing even half a word.
“I won’t hide it from you all—this matter is actually something I’ve been puzzling over recently as well. When I fought Ye Ling that day, I noticed that no matter what happened, he always carried himself with complete confidence. Even when he was severely wounded at the end, he remained fearless, showing no fear of me...”
“So in the end...”
At this point, Gu Changge’s expression carried a hint of helplessness and guilt.
“Combined with the fact that I was also seriously injured, I could only watch him escape, and chose not to pursue.”
Hearing this, the eyes of the gathered Young Prodigies widened in utter shock.
Many of their minds went blank with a buzz.
Honestly, they had never expected Gu Changge to reveal such a truth.
In an instant, a terrifying chill crept up their backs.
The implication of Gu Changge’s words was already crystal clear.
“Behind Ye Ling, there isn’t just him alone—that’s why he was so fearless.”
One Young Prodigy’s voice trembled, his mouth going dry.
As he spoke, his scalp went numb, feeling as if his skull was about to be lifted off, his entire body going cold.
Even Ye Langtian felt a chill run down his back at this moment.
A single Successor of Demonic Arts was already this terrifying.
If there were others behind him, or even an entire organization?
How horrifying would that be?
It was simply unimaginable.
At this moment, no one doubted Gu Changge’s words.
“The Successor of Demonic Arts definitely wouldn’t be so simple. After all, a centipede doesn’t stop wriggling even when it’s dead,” Wang Zijin nodded.
In her view, a figure capable of throwing the world into chaos like this could never be dealt with easily. Without some tricks up his sleeve, how would he dare to jump around everywhere, slaughtering left and right?
“If I had been able to give chase back then, Ye Ling probably wouldn’t be running rampant like he is now.”
Hearing these words, Gu Changge’s face showed just the right amount of self-blame and guilt.
“Brother Gu, you needn’t feel this way. After all, you were severely wounded at the time too. If the people behind Ye Ling had shown themselves, you might have been in grave danger yourself.”
Immediately, many people began consoling Gu Changge, telling him there was no need for guilt—this wasn’t his fault.
“If Ye Ling didn’t have a force backing him, he couldn’t have acted so freely, fleeing at the first sign of trouble, leaving no trace to follow...”
“This is something we should have realized long ago.”
Ye Langtian sighed deeply as he said this.
For a time, all the Young Prodigies present grew anxious for their own safety, feeling that the days ahead would likely descend into turmoil.
Seeing this, a trace of amusement flashed across the corner of Gu Changge’s mouth and vanished.
But no one noticed.
Although he hadn’t found a scapegoat yet, that didn’t stop him from laying the groundwork in advance.
...
Meanwhile, in the Boundless Heaven, high above Skyward Ancient City.
A figure whose face was shrouded in endless mysterious mist streaked across the sky as a divine rainbow.
Soon, this figure descended into Skyward Ancient City below, appearing on its streets.
Yet the nearby Cultivators and living beings all seemed blind, completely unable to see her.
This figure moved through the Skyward Schloss’s territory, her delicate brows furrowed, paying close attention to the residual auras and fluctuations left behind in various places.
But too much time had passed, and even this way, she couldn’t discover anything.
“According to the rumors, the Successor of Demonic Arts fought Gu Changge within the Celestial Ancient Continent, and fled after being defeated.”
“Yet throughout history, the Successors of Demonic Arts have never lost in single combat—their methods and trump cards are practically endless.”
“This Gu Changge may bear the title of True Celestial Being, but judging from the rumors of his strength, does he really have such ability? Enough to severely wound the Successor of Demonic Arts?”
“Moreover, it all started with Bai Lie, the Young Master of the White Tiger Clan, getting into trouble. He was the fiancé of Yin Mei, the Gifted Lady of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan, and Ye Ling was Bai Lie’s sworn brother.”
“From Bai Lie’s followers, I learned that on that night, Yin Mei helped Bai Lie see Ye Ling’s true character, which is why he went to settle accounts with Ye Ling, and thus met his tragic end.”
“Within the Celestial Ancient Continent, why did Yin Mei survive to the very end? Why didn’t Ye Ling choose to kill her? Was it really just lust for her beauty?”
This figure murmured softly. Ever since leaving the Mortal Palace, she had been following every lead related to the Successor of Demonic Arts.
She was none other than the other current Successor of Mortal Palace, the one hailed as the reincarnation of an Ancient Immortal—Jiang Chuchu.
At this moment, five-colored runes were revolving in her eyes, like the most ancient of patterns, capable of tracing the truth of all things.
As long as some traces remained, she could find clues within them.
Unfortunately, even now, Jiang Chuchu had been unable to uncover anything conclusive with this secret art.
Her brows were tightly knit, yet her expression was as calm as if devoid of all emotion.
“All of this appears too natural—it makes people feel that things were simply meant to be this way, without anything out of place.”
“But true reality never fits together so perfectly, layer upon layer, everything reasonable and logical—because human hearts and accidents can never be predicted...”
“All of this is too natural—so natural it’s as if everything was arranged in advance, and then the people were placed into it...”
“In this whole affair, although Ye Ling appeared to be the active party, he was actually the passive one all along, being led by the nose.”
“And this Yin Mei happens to play an indispensable role in it all,” Jiang Chuchu murmured.
“She’s probably not the problem. The one with a problem is most likely Gu Changge.”
“I hope my judgment and suspicions are wrong.”
Thinking this, Jiang Chuchu’s figure moved, swiftly shooting into the sky, heading toward the territory of the Longevity Gu Family.
As a Successor of Mortal Palace, she understood better than anyone... if Gu Changge truly had a problem, then the scope of this matter would be far too terrifying.
So terrifying that she wouldn’t dare speak of it lightly, let alone reveal the whole truth.
She had learned of Gu Changge’s terrifying might along her journey.
The Mortal Palace’s status was indeed transcendent, but compared to an immortal colossus like the Longevity Gu Family, its foundation simply didn’t measure up.
Unless she had ironclad proof—proof she could present to all the orthodoxies and powers that Gu Changge had a problem, that he was inextricably linked to the Successor of Demonic Arts.
After all, everything so far was merely her judgment and speculation.
She also sincerely hoped... that all these suspicions were wrong, that Gu Changge could refute them all and prove his innocence.
Otherwise, she would have no choice but to act, braving immense pressure, to restore peace to all living beings under heaven—a clear and bright world.
...
“Chu Fan, why do you keep messing things up lately? You can’t even remember what spirit grass Baibai eats every day!”
At this moment, in the skies beyond the borders of the Longevity Gu Family’s territory.
Nine snow-white Pegasi were pulling a carriage, rumbling as they crushed through the air.
Behind the carriage followed a retinue of knights riding fierce beasts.
At this moment, a little maid was berating a clean-faced youth whose expression showed embarrassment.
“I understand, Qiaoer-jie. Next time I definitely won’t make this mistake again.”
The youth nodded repeatedly in hasty agreement, but inside, grievance, fury, and killing intent churned together.
Ordinarily, he stood high above all—he was the personal son of Sky Emperor Ying, imperial nobility of the highest order, his dignity beyond words, let alone some little maid.
Even if an Ancestor of the Ancient Royal Families appeared before him, they would have to be respectful and deferential, not daring to even breathe loudly.
Who could have imagined he would come to this—that even a little maid could bully him now!
This filled Chu Fan with rage, humiliation, and even despair!
Because he couldn’t even resist—he couldn’t even talk back.
His soul had been swapped so suddenly, with no time to adapt to anything. Aside from his memories, everything else was no different from the original body.
And they wanted him to feed horses?
What the hell did he know about feeding horses!
Such menial work—back in the era when his father ruled over all races and intimidated the eight directions, he didn’t even know who did it.
Even the mounts for his hunting trips were pure-blooded fierce beasts of the most refined bloodlines—how could he possibly know anything about feeding horses?
It made Chu Fan want to roar and howl.
Before his true identity, even the Ancestor of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan wouldn’t dare show the slightest neglect.
Yet now, he had to feed horses for their Gifted Lady!
How could he accept such an enormous fall from grace? He was nearly mad with hatred.
“Even the Godly Spirit Weapon my father personally forged for me is gone. What difference is there between me now and a cripple?” Chu Fan couldn’t help but despair.
Although he still remembered all the cultivation techniques and secret arts.
Those all required his bloodline and physique to cultivate.
So right now, besides feeding horses, he could do nothing!
“No, I still have a chance. As long as I can make contact with the beings of Sky Emperor Mountain, I can prove my identity and expose that impostor!” A thick viciousness surfaced in Chu Fan’s eyes.
He himself was no easy target.
And in his view, the cause of all this lay entirely with that impostor.
Otherwise, who would harm him out of nowhere?
Dressed in a long red gown, Yin Mei sat upright in the carriage ahead, rubbing her brow in some vexation.
Listening to the maid behind the carriage scolding her horse-feeding servant boy, she truly felt somewhat helpless.
She didn’t know why either—the servant boy who usually seemed quite clever now couldn’t even feed a horse properly.
He even spouted strange nonsense from time to time.
If not for the long journey and her worry that the horses would go hungry along the way, she wouldn’t have brought him along at all.
Back then, seeing how pitiful he was, Yin Mei had been moved by compassion and taken him in.
Moreover, worried that he would be mocked and despised, she had assigned him the task of feeding the horses, and even taught him simple cultivation methods.
All these years, though his face was familiar, to be honest, Yin Mei had never even remembered his name—only that it was something like Fan.
This wasn’t because she was heartless and couldn’t remember; she simply felt there was no need to remember such a thing.
Her compassion had only been a momentary whim—had it been anyone else back then, she would have done the same.
“Once we pass the mountain range ahead, we’ll be in the Longevity Gu Family’s territory.”
“Then I’ll be able to see Master.”
Yin Mei’s eyes curved slightly, anticipation and joy appearing on her face, and her nine fluffy snow-white fox tails swayed gently behind her.
“Chu Fan, you mixed up Baibai’s spirit grass again! Have you been having too many daydreams lately? Has your brain gone muddled? Sky Emperor Mountain this, Sky Emperor Mountain that—was your head kicked by a donkey?”
“Is Sky Emperor Mountain a place someone like you can casually talk about?”
At this moment, the little maid’s scolding voice came from behind again, making Yin Mei smile—she found the matter rather amusing.
Her little servant boy had actually dreamed of becoming the child of that being of Sky Emperor Mountain whom all races revered.
“I can tell Master about this when we arrive...”
Yin Mei laughed, finding nothing strange about it. Sky Emperor Mountain indeed held extraordinary significance for the ancient races.
Any being of the ancient myriad races would know of Sky Emperor Ying’s existence.
The two characters “Ying Tian” alone were enough to show his invincible spirit.
There were even rumors that this Sky Emperor Ying had defeated several Supreme Beings in ancient times, and ten million years after attaining his Dao, had charged into the Celestial Path, his cultivation suppressing the entire universe.
...
“Brother, I heard you’re planning to emerge into the world?”
Just as countless orthodoxies and great sects were rushing to the Longevity Gu Family for the banquet.
Sky Emperor Mountain, high in the sky.
Within a great hall hidden in the void, shrouded in endless Chaos Energy.
Divine light surged like tides, treasure light flickered in and out of view, and all manner of surging Dao rhythms and immortal mysteries interwove here, like an ancient Practice Ground of heaven and earth, resounding with all kinds of Great Dao sounds.
A handsome young man, dressed in white, his entire body wreathed in immortal intent and various rule-lights, appeared utterly transcendent.
An innate Dao sound manifested around him.
Sun, moon, and stars; mountains, rivers, and seas—all as vast as an Astral River.
Sitting cross-legged here, he was like the center of heaven and earth; every breath exuded power and loftiness!
At this moment, the one speaking was a silver-haired, breathtakingly beautiful girl.
Tall and slender, with smooth dark hair, silver light glittering in her eyes, dressed in a five-colored immortal gown interwoven with strands of rule and order.
Even the various accessories on her body were extremely powerful artifacts, from which chains of rules hung down.
Her bloodline, talent, and even status were in no way inferior to the handsome young man before her.
For the two were brother and sister, and their father was none other than Sky Emperor Ying. Sealed away since ancient times until this era, they had yet to emerge into the world.
Today, suddenly hearing that her brother intended to emerge, the silver-haired girl was startled and couldn’t help but come to ask whether it was true.
According to the words their father had left behind, it was not yet time for them to emerge.
Although their cultivation far surpassed that of today’s many Young Prodigies, that didn’t mean they should emerge now.
In their father’s calculations, the time for the siblings to emerge should be around when the Path of Attainment appeared, at the earliest.
Wasn’t now a bit too early?
Their identities were far too noble—they were the personal children of Sky Emperor Ying. Once they emerged, wouldn’t it cause a sensation among all parties?
Even the ancient myriad races of today wouldn’t be able to sit still.
Hearing this, Ying Shuang opened his eyes and said indifferently, “Little sister, do you have some objection to this matter?”
His expression showed not the slightest abnormality.
Even his sister Ying Yu noticed nothing strange.
Through his explorations during this period, he had grasped many of Ying Shuang’s habits and personality traits, and wouldn’t let anyone detect anything amiss over such small matters.
So adapting to this identity was not difficult at all for Ying Shuang.
It was just that many memories were missing, so he had to be more careful in his actions and words.
Though he’d never eaten pork, he’d at least seen pigs run.
At a time like this, as long as he could keep up the act, who would dare doubt his identity? Who could see that he was an impostor?
This was simply a test of nerve.
Even that Godly Spirit Weapon Sky Emperor Ying had specially forged for him showed no reaction.
So what did he have left to worry about? It was all just a matter of keeping up the act.
Prince Ying—that was the figure he had once longed for day and night, envied and resented to the point of sickness and madness.
He never imagined there would truly come a day when he became this person.
Thinking of this, Ying Shuang couldn’t help but feel a surge of excitement and exhilaration.
Now, he was Prince Ying—Ying Shuang!
He controlled all of Sky Emperor Mountain, was its future master, and even the entire ancient myriad races would have to bow respectfully before him, not daring to show the slightest disrespect.
What’s more, he now possessed Prince Ying’s terrifying talent and physique, including the invincible Physique and surging magic power forged from all kinds of Superior Blood Essence and immortal materials!
Ying Shuang was confident that after emerging, he could sweep the eight directions undefeated—even Gu Changge, the number one of the younger generation, he could match!
“No problem. Since it’s Brother’s decision, I will naturally follow Brother’s lead.”
Although Ying Yu was puzzled by this, since Ying Shuang didn’t explain, she couldn’t keep asking.
Besides, having stayed in the Sky Emperor Palace for so long, she also wanted very much to see the outside world, rather than cultivating day after day like this.
Once, she had proposed to Ying Shuang that she wanted to go out and have a look, only to be harshly reprimanded by him.
And now, Ying Shuang was taking the initiative to emerge—he surely had his own purposes.
“Back when I was a horse-feeding servant boy, you were a cloud in the Ninth Heaven, far beyond my reach, while I was a drop of muddy water in a swamp—separated by an entire world, destined to gaze at you from afar, never to touch.”
“But now, in a single transformation, I have become the most nobly born person among the ancient myriad races...”
After watching Ying Yu leave, a dazed yearning appeared in Ying Shuang’s eyes as he murmured in his heart.
He could never forget—back when he was on the verge of starving to death, who it was that acted, who had someone save him, who was the light that illuminated his darkness.
And who it was that taught him cultivation techniques, setting him on the Path of Cultivation.
“Xiaojie, I know it wasn’t just pity for me. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have stood up for me back then when I was mocked and bullied. To you, I’m different from the other servant boys—I’m special...”
At this moment, countless memories surfaced in Ying Shuang’s eyes.
Every time after feeding Baibai until it was full, he would wait with a heart full of joy—waiting for xiaojie to come see Baibai, waiting for her to smile at him.
“Because of my status, xiaojie, you couldn’t show too much. I know that. I understand your difficulties.”
“But now it doesn’t matter anymore. I will stand before you openly and honorably...”
“Yin Mei, whatever you want—to restore the glory of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan—I can help you with all of it.”
In Ying Shuang’s eyes, an emotion called infatuation gradually emerged, as if he would do anything for her.
If Gu Changge were here, he would know exactly what a one-sided simp looked like!
Ying Shuang knew Yin Mei’s next destination. Though he was only her servant boy, he also understood that some time ago, when the Successor of Demonic Arts ran rampant, it was Gu Changge who had saved her.
Now, with Gu Changge’s mother’s birthday banquet inviting guests from all sides, Yin Mei would surely set out to attend, to repay the kindness of that day.
Soon after, all of Sky Emperor Mountain was shaken. The many ancient troops left behind by Sky Emperor Ying were all alarmed, utterly shocked.
For Prince Ying was actually going to emerge ahead of schedule—he disregarded everyone’s dissuasion and obstruction, stubbornly insisting on having his own way!