The Chives Actually Deliver Themselves to the Door — The True Successor of Demonic Arts
The Chives Actually Deliver Themselves to the Door — The True Successor of Demonic Arts
The grand and imposing mountain gate resembled the gates of the Heavenly Court from primordial times, incomparably tall and vast.
Within it, the atmosphere was magnificent—clouds steamed and rosy mists swirled, towering and majestic, like a realm of immortals.
Streaks of divine rainbows traversed the heavens and earth, trailing multicolored radiance, displaying an enduring Fortuity and profound heritage.
Jiang Chuchu appeared at this place, her face covered by a light veil, with a layer of mist shrouding her features, concealing her entire face completely.
Judging by appearance and voice alone, one simply could not tell whether she was male or female.
She stood alone, solitary and unaccompanied, without a single attendant, yet her whole being exuded a natural, unified aura that made others dare not underestimate her.
Hearing her words, the Gu Family’s Unrivalled Guards patrolling before the mountain gate all descended toward this spot in shock.
“Successor of Mortal Palace?”
Their expressions turned momentarily puzzled. If they remembered correctly, wasn’t the Successor of Mortal Palace that mysterious woman from the Longevity Wang Family?
How had another one suddenly popped up?
Or was this person an impostor?
They remembered it clearly—some time ago, during the Matriarch’s birthday banquet, the Successor of Mortal Palace had been assassinated by people sent by the Successor of Demonic Arts.
That incident had caused a huge sensation, stirring up a storm everywhere.
“Who is so bold as to dare impersonate the Successor of Mortal Palace?” At once, someone shouted the question, his gaze like a divine sword, ringing with metallic resonance, as if about to pierce through the void itself, fixing upon Jiang Chuchu.
A vast, crushing pressure instantly bore down.
Were it an ordinary person, they would have long been unable to withstand it, their legs giving way as they knelt to the ground.
But Jiang Chuchu was no ordinary person. Her expression was exceptionally calm, as if nothing in this world could draw her attention.
Weng!!
She merely raised her hand, and within her slender, delicate fingers, an exquisite token materialized.
Mortal Palace!
Three characters emerged in the void, revealing her identity.
“The Mortal Token!”
Seeing this rune, the expressions of the Unrivalled Guards before the mountain gate all changed at once—they recognized this token.
In the various domains of the Beyond today, there was likely no one who did not recognize this token.
The Mortal Token represented the identity of the Mortal Palace, and at times could even command numerous Daoist orthodoxies and powers.
For a moment, their expressions turned suspicious and shocked, though they would not let this person enter merely because of the token.
The Longevity Gu Family had strict rules.
So what if she was the Successor of Mortal Palace?
“In the current era, the Mortal Palace has more than one Successor.”
As if understanding why their expressions were puzzled, Jiang Chuchu spoke, saying evenly, “I must trouble you all to pass along word—inform Young Master Changge that the Successor of Mortal Palace has matters to request an audience about.”
With her transcendent status, she still dared not act presumptuously before the mountain gate of the Longevity Gu Family; everything had to follow the rules.
“Very well, please wait a moment.”
The several Unrivalled Guards exchanged glances, then each transformed into divine rainbows and departed. Traveling from the mountain gate to the Central Godly Island required passing through numerous Transportation Arrays and would take considerable time.
“Gu Changge...”
Watching the Unrivalled Guards depart, brilliant runes flickered through Jiang Chuchu’s crystalline eyes as she softly murmured this name.
During this period, after leaving Skyward Ancient City, Jiang Chuchu had headed straight for the Ancient Ye Family, wanting to learn about matters concerning Ye Ling.
This was because she possessed a unique secret technique that could determine Ye Ling’s exact location based on the bloodline of his clan relatives who shared similar blood.
Harboring this intention, Jiang Chuchu rushed to the Ancient Ye Family. Given her status, the Ancient Ye Family dared not show the slightest neglect and cooperated with her fully.
The Ancient Ye Family also did not want to be associated with the Successor of Demonic Arts.
But in the end, after Jiang Chuchu performed her secret technique, the entire Ancient Ye Family was shaken, discovering an unexpected fact and result.
Ye Ling’s life aura had actually long since dissipated.
This matter shook the entire Ancient Ye Family.
In other words, the Successor of Demonic Arts who had been causing such an uproar during this period was actually someone else entirely—not Ye Ling.
Although this conclusion somewhat surprised Jiang Chuchu, overall it was within her expectations... because from the very beginning, she had felt something was wrong with Ye Ling. His actions were too passive, as if an invisible hand behind the scenes had been pushing him along all along.
Ye Ling’s death, in Jiang Chuchu’s view, was actually inevitable—it was only a matter of sooner or later.
Moreover, she had always felt that there was something deeply wrong with Gu Changge.
However, this was only her intuition; she had no evidence whatsoever.
So, to verify whether this suspicion was true or false, Jiang Chuchu traveled all the way toward the Longevity Gu Family. Along the way, she also heard about Wang Zijin being assassinated.
She heard that behind the Successor of Demonic Arts existed an enormous organization, one that even involved Sky Emperor Mountain.
And it just so happened that during this period, the Sky Emperor’s Son of Sky Emperor Mountain had emerged into the world.
This chain of events left Jiang Chuchu somewhat bewildered, constantly feeling that the whole affair was riddled with suspicious points.
But she was not a party involved and did not know the details.
“As long as I reach the Longevity Gu Family, I can trace back the events of that time and thereby determine the true suspect...”
Jiang Chuchu pondered as she waited for the announcement, standing quietly beneath the mountain gate.
Quite a few passing Gu Family members glanced at her with some curiosity, but none came forward to question her.
“I just don’t know what attitude Gu Changge will take. Rumors ultimately cannot be fully trusted—I must see with my own eyes.”
“I only hope my suspicions are wrong...”
Jiang Chuchu figured that if Gu Changge had a guilty conscience, he certainly would not let her enter freely at this time.
After all, she was different from the inexperienced Wang Zijin.
Coming so rashly like this, she naturally had some measure of confidence in her heart.
“The Young Master has prepared a banquet and respectfully awaits the Successor’s arrival.”
And just as various thoughts flashed through Jiang Chuchu’s mind,
the several Unrivalled Guards quickly returned, bringing back this reply.
“So composed?”
This surprised Jiang Chuchu somewhat. It seemed Gu Changge was not the least bit concerned about her arrival—which further indicated he did not care at all.
“This matter has become troublesome.”
Then, with a calm expression, Jiang Chuchu followed the group, passing through the outer islands and inner islands along the way.
After passing through numerous Transportation Arrays, Godly Islands, and immortal mountains, she finally arrived at the foot of the peak where Gu Changge resided.
The tip of the iceberg of the Longevity Gu Family’s revealed foundation caused ripples to arise in her normally unperturbed state of mind, making it difficult to remain calm.
At this moment, she understood even more clearly: if Gu Changge truly had a problem, it would be an utterly terrifying catastrophe for the entire Beyond.
Gu Changge’s wings had already gradually grown full.
She needed to find a way to stop all of this.
“The Young Master is waiting inside the hall for the Successor. We shall take our leave first.”
The attendants and Unrivalled Guards leading the way quickly departed from this place.
Jiang Chuchu’s brows could not help but furrow, and a faint sense of unease suddenly arose in her heart.
The palace atop the peak, wreathed in clouds and mist like an immortal realm, now seemed to her more like a demon’s lair.
“If Gu Changge truly has a problem, he shouldn’t dare to casually make a move against me. If something happens to me within the Longevity Gu Family, the Mortal Palace will know... At that time, the whole world would be alarmed... Gu Changge wouldn’t be that foolish.”
At this moment, that uneasy intuition grew stronger and stronger, causing Jiang Chuchu’s brows to knit tightly.
The Seven Immortal Souls was already the most supreme talent in the world, rarely seen in a thousand years.
Yet she bore the Nine Immortal Souls—her perceptive talent was so powerful as to be jaw-dropping, even granting her the ability to foresee the future.
That was precisely why Jiang Chuchu had always trusted her intuition so much.
Soon, Jiang Chuchu arrived atop the peak, within that towering, majestic great hall.
The moment she entered the hall, her eyes immediately fell upon that young man.
Starlight cascaded down in strands and threads, five-colored misty radiance pervading the air, as if one had arrived in the depths of the universe.
Within the great hall, Gu Changge sat high in the seat of honor.
Dressed in loose, flowing robes, his hair draped behind him, his expression composed, he fully displayed an air of nobility and lofty supremacy.
Below, a banquet had already been laid out—spiritual fruits and immortal wine, various fierce beast meats, everything one could want.
There were even many beautiful, exceptionally talented heavenly pride maidens dancing gracefully within the great hall.
Their figures were lithe and graceful, their dancing enchanting, accompanied by the harmonious sounds of zithers, creating an atmosphere serene and lofty.
“May I know how to address you, Fellow Daoist? Coming from billions of miles away—what matter brings you here?”
Seeing Jiang Chuchu arrive, Gu Changge seemed unsurprised. He spoke quite naturally, then gestured for Jiang Chuchu to take a seat.
His face bore a warm and flawless smile, without a single blemish to be found.
In truth, when the Unrivalled Guards came to report, Gu Changge had already guessed that the visitor would be the other Successor of the Mortal Palace.
To await her arrival,
Gu Changge had not departed from the family all this time.
In fact, from Wang Zijin, he had already indirectly gleaned quite a bit of information about Jiang Chuchu.
He knew her talent was formidable, and that within the Mortal Palace she was hailed as the reincarnation of an Ancient Immortal.
And seeing her today—that enormous amount of Fortuity points, its value already reaching tens of thousands—made even Gu Changge somewhat tempted.
What a living, breathing patch of chives!
And she actually dared to deliver herself to his door!
Although this Successor of Mortal Palace was not a Daughter of Fortuity, she was still one who bore great Fortuity. There were quite a few such people in this world, but those with Fortuity like hers were exceedingly rare.
“It seems that no cultivator connected to the Mortal One is ever a simple character.”
Various thoughts flashed through Gu Changge’s mind, though his face showed not the slightest abnormality.
In truth, he had already anticipated Jiang Chuchu’s purpose in coming to find him.
Regarding this, aside from remarking on what remarkable courage she had, he did not know what else to say.
Was she too clever and confident, or too foolish?
“Chuchu greets Young Master Changge!”
At this moment, before Gu Changge, Jiang Chuchu also dispersed the mist over her face, speaking in her original calm and pleasant voice, no longer concealing anything.
She intended to get straight to the point.
She also knew that such tricks were actually of little use before Gu Changge.
Seeing him with her own eyes, she could better understand just how wrong the rumors were.
Gu Changge’s strength truly could not be judged based on rumors.
This made Jiang Chuchu even more convinced that there was something wrong with Gu Changge.
However, she still maintained her composure, not believing Gu Changge would dare make a move against her on the Longevity Gu Family’s territory.
“Chuchu?”
“That is a fine name indeed—truly delicate and moving, pitiable enough to stir affection in any who see her.” Hearing this, Gu Changge praised, his tone carrying appreciation.
At this moment, although a small half of Jiang Chuchu’s immortal countenance was hidden behind her veil, those eyes were cold and clear as a frozen pool, exuding the feeling of a solitary monk viewing all things in the world with utter stillness.
As for her appearance, that naturally went without saying.
If the Mortal One were some kind of protagonist, then Jiang Chuchu would absolutely be the female lead connected to him.
Such courage alone was not something an ordinary woman would possess.
“Young Master Changge flatters me.”
Jiang Chuchu said indifferently, neither servile nor overbearing, then took her seat at the banquet, slightly lowering her eyes.
Within those eyes, numerous strange runes began to emerge and submerge.
This was her Tracing Divine Technique, capable of tracing the countless traces and karmic causes between heaven and earth.
She wanted to determine whether there truly was a problem with Gu Changge, and this was a perfect opportunity.
This talent—aside from her, no second person in the world knew of it.
Jiang Chuchu did not believe Gu Changge could detect anything at this moment.
Moreover, her movements appeared extremely concealed.
It looked as though she simply did not wish to meet Gu Changge’s gaze, naturally letting her eyes fall upon the spiritual wine and fruits on the table.
“May I ask, Saintess Chuchu, what matter brings you to visit me?”
At this moment, Gu Changge seemed not to notice Jiang Chuchu’s subtle movements at all.
He raised his cup to his lips, his expression natural, and asked with a faint smile.
Of course, he actually knew Jiang Chuchu’s purpose, but he did not care.
Jiang Chuchu was using her talent to trace the aura upon Gu Changge.
Hearing him ask this, she was slightly taken aback, then calmly replied,
“I heard that Young Master Changge once fought with the Successor of Demonic Arts. Chuchu has long been curious about that battle, so I wished to visit Young Master Changge and ask about some of the details.”
“Ask about details? Could it be that Saintess Chuchu also intends to hunt down Ye Ling?”
Hearing this, Gu Changge asked with apparent surprise.
However, without waiting for Jiang Chuchu to answer,
he continued speaking, in a tone of some regret, “However, I’m afraid Saintess Chuchu has come too late. Ye Ling is already dead. Surely you couldn’t be unaware of this?”
Hearing this, Jiang Chuchu abruptly raised her eyes to look at Gu Changge, her heart slightly chilled, a wave of coldness and wariness suddenly rising up her back.
Gu Changge was actually this direct?
He just came out and said such a thing right away? Could it be that Ye Ling was killed by him?
“What does Young Master Changge mean by that? How did Ye Ling die? Chuchu does not understand.”
However, Jiang Chuchu’s expression remained calm as she spoke evenly.
At this moment, she was already eighty percent certain in her heart—Gu Changge was definitely connected to the Successor of Demonic Arts.
“It doesn’t matter if you don’t understand. It’s not important.”
“Saintess Chuchu will understand in time.”
Gu Changge shook his head. “Rather, Saintess Chuchu has come from billions of miles away, and I have failed to welcome you properly. Allow me to toast you.”
As he spoke, he poured himself a cup of wine and drained it in one gulp.
Jiang Chuchu hesitated somewhat.
“What? Afraid I poisoned the wine?”
Seeing her appearance, Gu Changge could not help but chuckle derisively, hitting upon Jiang Chuchu’s thoughts with a single remark.
“Young Master Changge overthinks it...”
Jiang Chuchu’s brows furrowed. Although that was indeed what she thought in her heart, she naturally could not admit it at this moment.
After all, that would be tantamount to slapping Gu Changge, the host, in the face.
No matter what, the two of them had not yet torn off all pretenses—or rather, they were still engaged in mutual pretense.
One had to give the other party some face, more or less.
However, Gu Changge waved his hand listlessly, interrupting her, “Forget it, no need to drink if you don’t wish to. It’s only natural for Saintess Chuchu to be so wary—after all, I really did poison this wine.”
Hearing this, Jiang Chuchu froze for a moment. Then, processing the meaning of Gu Changge’s words, her pupils abruptly contracted.
At this moment, even with her state of mind, her face could not help but pale.
She had been using her special talent to trace Gu Changge’s aura, and now it had finally succeeded.
Weng!!
At this instant, her breathing nearly stopped.
Her entire mind was instantly flooded with a maddening, unviewable, indescribable Grey Fog, within which lurked unspeakably terrifying existences, ancient and majestic, as if seeking to drag all living beings into their depths.
This aura was vast and chaotic, as if composed of countless Sources and orders. Beneath that resplendent majesty, she was as insignificant as an ant.
“As expected...”
“He has devoured numerous Sources and physiques...”
Jiang Chuchu’s expression beneath her veil turned somewhat pale, but she still used her powerful willpower to restrain herself, not letting any abnormality show.
Now she could be certain—Gu Changge was the most deeply hidden Successor of Demonic Arts!
This was too terrifying, enough to send chills through one’s entire body!
Suspecting it before was one thing.
Now that it was confirmed, even with her state of mind, she trembled slightly. Matters had ultimately developed into the outcome she least wanted to see.
Gu Changge watched her with great interest.
As if he had no idea what Jiang Chuchu had just done.
“What’s wrong with Saintess Chuchu? Your complexion suddenly looks a bit poor. What I said just now was merely a joke—why take it to heart?”
Jiang Chuchu quickly recovered her composure. Hearing this, she nodded and said, “Thank you for your concern, Young Master Changge. However, such jokes are best made less often.”
If they were in the outside world, she would still have the confidence to fight Gu Changge.
But on the Longevity Gu Family’s territory, let alone making a move, she did not even dare let Gu Changge detect her abnormality.
The premise of Gu Changge not making a move against her was that he did not know she had already learned his true identity.
Now, once Gu Changge noticed, would he let her go?
However, Jiang Chuchu was certain Gu Changge would not easily act against her.
If something happened to her within the Longevity Gu Family, then the entire Longevity Gu Family would become the target of all.
Unless Gu Changge was willing to risk his identity being exposed.
Various thoughts flashed through her mind, and at this moment, Jiang Chuchu had already developed the intention to withdraw.
Her initial intuition had indeed been correct.
However, now that Gu Changge’s true identity was confirmed, how to expose him was a difficult problem—because she had no evidence whatsoever.
Tell the Mortal Palace behind her?
But with her word alone, how could she possibly shake Gu Changge, shake the Longevity Gu Family?
When the time came, people might even think she was deliberately framing Gu Changge.
Because... she could not produce any evidence proving Gu Changge was the Successor of Demonic Arts. If his identity were a bit simpler, the matter would be easier to handle.
But Gu Changge’s identity and background destined him to be a figure standing at the very pinnacle of the Beyond.
Who would dare speak such words without evidence?
This matter required long-term planning.
“Oh? How could I not show concern?”
Hearing this, Gu Changge’s smile suddenly became somewhat meaningful. “After all, Saintess Chuchu has come from so far away. I shall keep this kindness firmly in my heart. What’s wrong with showing you a little concern?”
At this moment, Jiang Chuchu only wanted to leave this place.
“I must trouble Young Master Changge not to concern himself.”
“I came in haste today. Since Young Master Changge says Ye Ling is already dead, then I should go search for other clues.”
She replied, very tactfully expressing her intention to take her leave.
But at this moment, how could Gu Changge possibly let her leave so easily?