Wishing He Could Keep Her Tied to His Side — A Level She Could Never Reach Before
Wishing He Could Keep Her Tied to His Side — A Level She Could Never Reach Before
“This is a puppet the Ancient Reincarnation Supreme Being left for his successor within the Celestial Ancient Continent.”
Yue Mingkong watched the Elderly Man in Black Robes depart with great interest, and couldn’t help but ask.
Naturally, she could tell — in her previous life, Ye Ling had even relied on these puppets to carve out an enormous reputation.
But now, these puppets had fallen into Gu Changge’s hands, and he had even refined them anew.
If the Ancient Reincarnation Supreme Being ever learned of this, who knew how he would react — he’d probably be furious beyond measure, wishing he could slap Gu Changge to death with a single palm.
That said, Yue Mingkong loved this feeling of his — everything under control, strategizing from within the command tent.
“You certainly... have sharp eyes.”
Gu Changge smiled.
“So what do we do next?”
Yue Mingkong asked, her voice tinged with curiosity.
They had only just arrived at the Sky Jade Mountain Range, yet Gu Changge had already arranged everything.
Though she knew his methods reached the heavens, witnessing it firsthand still left her shaken.
“Naturally, we just wait. Someone will find the Tower of World Domination for us, and when the time comes, we simply go and take it.”
Gu Changge smiled, his gaze drifting out the window toward the endless stretches of mountain ridges in the distance, radiant light bursting forth, every ravine steep and perilous.
“You’ve clearly already schemed everything out, so why did you even ask me to come with you?”
Hearing this, Yue Mingkong rolled her eyes slightly, her tone a bit fierce.
Though the earlier coldness was gone, replaced instead by... a touch more charm.
She felt Gu Changge was simply awful — it seemed he just wanted her to come watch him effortlessly obtain the Tower of World Domination.
After all, she would have had to scheme painstakingly, and whether she could even snatch it in the end was another matter entirely.
Comparing the two, she realized she really was a bit useless.
“Coming alone would always be boring. With you by my side, you can keep me company and relieve my weariness.”
Hearing her fierce words, Gu Changge’s tone was matter-of-fact as he said with a smile, “Right now, I wish I could tie you to my side and never let you go anywhere.”
Though Yue Mingkong knew he was saying this deliberately to tease her, she couldn’t help but feel delighted, the corners of her lips curling up involuntarily.
“Don’t worry. No matter what... happens in the future, I will always be by your side.”
She turned her head, her hair silky and smooth, her immortal countenance flawless and delicate, and took the initiative to embrace Gu Changge, her words soft.
Once the true identity of the Successor of Demonic Arts was exposed, Gu Changge would absolutely face a situation where the entire world became his enemy.
At that time, even the family behind him might not be able to protect him.
Though Yue Mingkong hoped such a day would never come, if it truly did, she would stand by Gu Changge’s side without the slightest hesitation, facing the world as his enemy together.
Everything from her past life no longer mattered to her now.
She knew Gu Changge had her in his heart, and that was enough.
“That day will never come.”
Gu Changge seemed to know what she was thinking. He couldn’t help but pull her into his embrace, smiling as he spoke in a gentle voice.
“Mm.”
Yue Mingkong’s eyes rested on his face, her heart brimming with joy, when a rosy blush suddenly rose to her cheeks.
Having tasted the marrow, one knows its flavor.
She was moved with desire...
Meanwhile, in a mountain range not far from the Heavenly Ruin Gate.
A tall, upright man whose very hair shone golden as if made of gold stood there, seemingly waiting for someone.
His eyes were deep, and he wore golden robes. Even hearing the discussions about him not far away, he showed no ripple of emotion — his whole being exuded a steady, reserved temperament.
It was none other than Ji Yaoxing, the Divine Son of the Hidden Ji Family.
Not far from him, a group of young men and women of extraordinary bearing, shrouded in precious radiance and accompanied by various powerful exotic beasts, were watching him and discussing something.
Their leader was a young woman of no more than twenty years, dressed in a long red gown, seated upon an auspicious beast resembling a qilin.
Her skin was like congealed cream, her eyes like misty autumn waters, her red lips dotted delicately — she was quite beautiful, yet she gave off an unapproachable air, carrying pride.
Behind the young woman followed an old crone covered in wrinkles, her cultivation unfathomably deep.
“Daoxiong Yaoxing, I wonder if your Ji Family has gained anything this time?”
At this moment, the young woman rode her auspicious beast over, a smile appearing on her face as she asked.
Hearing this, Ji Yaoxing turned his gaze to her and shook his head slightly. “Nothing yet.”
His voice was calm, without ripple, giving off an exceptionally steady feeling.
The red-dressed young woman kept her smile, seemingly unsurprised.
“Chen Ning’er, where did your Chen Family get the news that the Tower of World Domination would emerge this time?”
Then, as if remembering something, Ji Yaoxing asked.
The young woman named Chen Ning’er showed some surprise at his words, seemingly not expecting Ji Yaoxing to ask this.
“I don’t know either. My family ordered me to come here to search for the Tower of World Domination.”
She said this, seemingly unwilling to elaborate.
Ji Yaoxing nodded and said nothing more.
“It seems none of us have gained anything. How about this — Daoxiong Yaoxing, why don’t you cooperate with me? We can search for the Tower of World Domination’s whereabouts together, and when the time comes, each of us can rely on our own means to seize it. What do you think?”
Chen Ning’er spoke again, her eyes rippling with charm as she asked with a smile.
The group of young prodigies behind her all implicitly regarded her as their leader, and hearing this now, none of them were surprised — it seemed quite natural.
Ji Yaoxing gave her a deep look, then finally shook his head. “For something like this, I think it’s better for each of us to act on our own.”
This woman Chen Ning’er was full of tricks and schemes, her shrewdness running deep. If he cooperated with her, who knew when she might stab him in the back.
Hearing this, Chen Ning’er was somewhat disappointed, but she didn’t say more.
“Brother!”
At that moment, a clear, melodious voice rang out. From the sky above, Ji Chuyue rode the clouds and mist, bringing Jiang Chen to this place.
“Ji Chuyue actually came too — who is that man?”
Chen Ning’er was somewhat surprised.
Then her gaze fell on Jiang Chen behind Ji Chuyue, sizing him up carefully. Seeing he had not the slightest cultivation fluctuation, she couldn’t help but reveal some contempt and disdain.
“Chuyue, who is this person?”
Ji Yaoxing’s scrutinizing gaze fell on Jiang Chen, his brows furrowing tightly.
This was actually just a mortal who hadn’t even stepped onto the path of cultivation — he had no idea why Ji Chuyue had brought him here.
Ji Chuyue hadn’t yet told him about Jiang Chen’s identity, so he didn’t know who Jiang Chen was.
As soon as Jiang Chen landed, he naturally took in the group of young men and women before him.
He had to admit, every one of them possessed powerful cultivation, shrouded in various precious radiances, putting considerable pressure on him.
But Jiang Chen had confidence in his heart, so he appeared exceptionally calm.
“Brother, this is that matter I told you about before.”
Ji Chuyue swept a glance at Chen Ning’er — they clearly knew each other already, but their relationship wasn’t good. She gave a cold snort and didn’t greet her.
Chen Ning’er didn’t mind either, teasing, “The dignified little princess of the Ji Family, looking like this now — are you too ashamed to show your face?”
“Is it any of your business?”
Ji Chuyue’s brows furrowed, somewhat displeased. She had naturally disguised her appearance like this on purpose, precisely to avoid drawing attention.
Chen Ning’er, on the other hand, was as haughty and showy as a swan.
“Brother, his name is Jiang Chen.”
Then, Ji Chuyue introduced him.
Jiang Chen cupped his hands in greeting. “Greetings, Divine Son of the Ji Family.”
“Is that so? Since Chuyue says so, I’ll trust you for now.”
Ji Yaoxing nodded, not asking further about Jiang Chen’s origins. There were people from the Hidden Chen Family here, and many things couldn’t be said openly.
Ji Chuyue understood as well, giving Jiang Chen a meaningful look.
Jiang Chen nodded to show he understood. He could tell that this very beautiful red-dressed young woman before him was not on the same side as Ji Chuyue and the others.
Seeing that Ji Chuyue and Ji Yaoxing seemed to be hiding something from her, Chen Ning’er couldn’t help but narrow her eyes.
She sized up Jiang Chen once more — how could a mortal without any cultivation earn the regard of the Ji Family’s little princess?
“Brother, another batch of young cultivators arrived at the Heavenly Ruin Gate today. Judging from their cultivation auras, they’re powerful and shouldn’t be underestimated. I suspect other great sects sent them to meddle in this too.”
Then, Ji Chuyue spoke, mentioning the group of young cultivators she had seen when leaving the Heavenly Ruin Gate.
“A batch of young cultivators?”
Ji Yaoxing’s brows furrowed.
“Oh? Disciples from other great sects have come too?”
Chen Ning’er naturally heard this as well, and her eyes couldn’t help but light up — she had been waiting to find someone to cooperate with.
“Did you see clearly where those young cultivators came from?”
Ji Yaoxing asked with a frown.
“No. I left in a hurry at the time.”
Ji Chuyue shook her head. “I feel their origins are no smaller than ours.”
“In that case, I’d rather like to meet these prodigies. The Tower of World Domination’s whereabouts are still unknown, and one more person means one more share of strength.”
Chen Ning’er couldn’t help but laugh.
“What do you think, Daoxiong Yaoxing? Perhaps we could even get some information out of them.”
Hearing this, Ji Yaoxing fell into thought. The two siblings had been at the Sky Jade Mountain Range for nearly a month now, and they still had nothing.
If they could learn something from others, that would be good too.
Besides, regarding this Jiang Chen before him — honestly, he didn’t quite believe in him. What ability could a mortal have? And since Ji Chuyue was currently staying at the Heavenly Ruin Gate, they would run into those people sooner or later anyway.
Thinking this, Ji Yaoxing couldn’t help but nod.
Seeing this, Jiang Chen’s expression changed slightly. He actually really wanted to tell Ji Chuyue that the man was actually Gu Changge.
But if he did, Ji Chuyue would inevitably wonder how he knew Gu Changge.
If Ji Chuyue learned there was enmity between him and Gu Changge, could she still protect him? Although he had a good impression of Ji Chuyue, it hadn’t reached the level of such deep trust.
So after thinking it over, Jiang Chen decided the best plan was to return to the Heavenly Ruin Gate and stay holed up in his handyman disciple quarters without coming out.
With Gu Changge’s status, he certainly wouldn’t go to a place like that. As long as they never met, Gu Changge couldn’t possibly know he was at the Heavenly Ruin Gate.
“Little Chenzi, you could reveal a bit to this girl surnamed Ji — tell her you have a grudge against that Gu fellow.”
“The Hidden Ji Family was, after all, once a Human Ancestor Family. They can’t possibly lack even that much courage. Your current identity is... the Successor of a Divine Source Master. As long as this Ji girl is smart, she’ll know what to do.”
However, just as Jiang Chen was hesitating, the Artifact Spirit of the Celestial Boat of Creation in his mind spoke up, offering him counsel.
Hearing this, Jiang Chen felt somewhat reassured.
Not to mention there was still that Black-Robed Senior in the shadows — if anything happened, he could have the Black-Robed Senior take him away at the first moment.
Afterward, Ji Yaoxing summoned his group of followers, planning to return to the Heavenly Ruin Gate with his sister.
When they had come, the two had split up to go to different sects to make searching more convenient.
On the way, Ji Chuyue transmitted some information about Jiang Chen to him, including his mysterious physique and his identity as the Successor of a Divine Source Master.
Hearing this, Ji Yaoxing was shocked, finding it somewhat hard to believe.
Such an expression was rare on the ever-steady and reserved him.
“Divine Source Master...”
He murmured these three words, not doubting his sister’s judgment.
Then he glanced at Jiang Chen, who was following at the very back, and said in a low voice, “If it’s really as you say, and he also possesses a physique no weaker than mine, then we can find a way to bring him into our Ji Family.”
The lineage of Divine Source Masters had long been severed.
If Jiang Chen carried their inheritance, the sensation it would cause went without saying.
Of course, Ji Yaoxing was an upright man and had no intention of scheming against Jiang Chen — his only thought was... to recruit him into the Ji Family.
The siblings’ transmission was very discreet, but Jiang Chen still guessed what they were discussing.
Chen Ning’er’s gaze had been fixed on Jiang Chen the whole time. At this point, even a fool would understand there had to be something special about Jiang Chen.
Otherwise, the Ji siblings wouldn’t treat him this way.
Her eyes flickered slightly, and she quickly formed a plan in her heart.
Soon, the group returned to the Heavenly Ruin Gate. When they reached the mountain gate, Jiang Chen made an excuse and headed toward the Handyman Peak where he lived.
Ji Chuyue gave him a somewhat strange look, but didn’t ask anything.
“Xiaojie Chuyue.”
The old daoist at the mountain gate said respectfully, while glancing at Ji Yaoxing, Chen Ning’er, and the others, astonishment flashing through his eyes.
What was going on? Why had so many young prodigies come to a remote place like the Heavenly Ruin Gate today? Could the thing they were searching for be so precious that it attracted so many people?
Still, he didn’t dare ask too much.
“Where are the young prodigies who came to the Heavenly Ruin Gate today resting?”
Ji Chuyue asked. The Heavenly Ruin Sect was an affiliated force of the Hidden Ji Family, and the Heavenly Ruin Gate was a branch of the Heavenly Ruin Sect.
At the Heavenly Ruin Gate, her status was countless times more exalted than even the sect master’s.
The old daoist didn’t dare be negligent and hurriedly said, “Reporting to Xiaojie Chuyue, those prodigies are at the palace on the eastern side.”
In his view, no matter how astonishing those prodigies’ identities were, they should still pale a bit before Ji Chuyue.
After all, Ji Chuyue was the princess of the Hidden Ji Family, her status noble beyond words. In the entire Beyond, the Hidden Ji Family was a colossal existence.
Afterward, Ji Chuyue, Ji Yaoxing, and the others, led by the gate-keeping old daoist, headed toward the eastern palace.
Along the way, the Heavenly Ruin Gate’s sect master and others received the news and rushed over, greatly shocked and astonished.
But they were well aware of Ji Chuyue’s status, and from this they could also judge that Ji Yaoxing, Chen Ning’er, and the others had extraordinary identities.
“Could they be here to cause trouble for those prodigies...?”
The Heavenly Ruin Gate’s sect master’s expression changed slightly, fearing that if these young prodigies clashed, they would destroy his place.
However, Ji Yaoxing seemed to see through his worry and said, “We’re just curious about which faction those prodigies belong to and want to pay a visit.”
“Psychic White Foals, Denglong, Thunder Qilins... these mounts...”
At this moment, Chen Ning’er’s expression changed slightly as she noticed a group of exotic beasts lowering their heads to drink in the distance beyond the palace — scales gleaming, colorful feathers flowing, shrouded in mist, looking ever more divine and majestic.
These mounts were all immensely valuable, possessing various rare bloodlines, and among them were even some exotic variants with powerful vitality.
This made her heart tremble.
One such mount would be one thing, but this was a whole group — which could only mean that among these young prodigies, quite a few had identities no lower than theirs.
“It seems these prodigies’ identities are anything but simple...”
Ji Yaoxing’s expression also changed slightly, becoming grave.
Though the Hidden Ji Family had declined, it had once been glorious, and they still possessed the discernment they ought to have.
“Who are you people?”
However, before they had taken more than a few steps, they were stopped by a group of powerfully-aurad beings outside the palace — from various races, all incredibly young, divine light contained in their eyes, carrying a heart-palpitating pressure.
“I am Ji Yaoxing of the Hidden Ji Family. Greetings, fellow daoists.”
Ji Yaoxing cupped his hands slightly. He could tell that among these young beings before him, quite a few had auras no weaker than his own.
Yet here, they were merely serving as followers — what did that say? Ji Chuyue’s expression also grew solemn, not daring to be as casual as before.
Only Chen Ning’er’s eyes gleamed with a strange light as she peered into the great hall, seemingly wanting to see just who was inside.
The Beyond was vast and boundless — how many orthodoxies and powers it held was simply impossible to count. The Hidden Chen Family behind her could also be called a colossus.
But compared to those truly immortal orthodoxies and hegemonic powers, it still fell far short.
In the eyes of those truly eternal powers, they probably hadn’t even heard of the families behind them.
Though the Heavenly Ruin Gate’s sect master and the others lacked the discernment of Ji Yaoxing and his companions, they could now tell that the young man and woman residing in the palace had identities far beyond their imagination.
In their eyes, the Hidden Ji Family was already an unimaginable colossus, standing at the very peak of the Beyond.
“The Hidden Ji Family?”
Hearing this, the few young beings at the palace entrance frowned slightly, beginning to search their memories for this family’s origins.
“Chen Ning’er of the Hidden Chen Family. Greetings, fellow daoxiongs.”
Chen Ning’er also stepped forward at this point, cupping her hands slightly, the pride on her face long since put away.
“The Hidden Ji Family rings a bell, but the Hidden Chen Family — which family is that? I don’t seem to have heard of it.”
A tall, burly young being with a third eye on his forehead, covered in a layer of golden scales, asked with some confusion.
“I haven’t heard of such a family either.”
The young being beside him shook his head, the aura on his body terrifying — even Chen Ning’er and the others felt suffocated by it.
Hearing these words, Ji Yaoxing and the others’ expressions changed slightly, and then they smiled bitterly. Hidden families were all rather low-key and rarely made names for themselves in the outside world.
But that didn’t mean the hidden families lacked deep foundations. Take the Hidden Ji Family behind them — its heritage was ancient, even older than the Purple Mansion.
Chen Ning’er’s face also showed some embarrassment. This was the first time someone had looked down on the family behind her, though she didn’t dare say anything.
After all, the Hidden Chen Family’s foundation was indeed much shallower than the Hidden Ji Family’s, and it hadn’t existed nearly as long. Were it not for the Hidden Ji Family’s gradual decline over the years, she wouldn’t dare speak so casually with Ji Chuyue and the others now.
And now, Chen Ning’er was already certain that the people inside the palace had identities far beyond her imagination — a level she simply could never have reached before.
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