Daily Life with Yue Mingkong, and the Fortuitous One Walking the Path of Grave Robbing
Daily Life with Yue Mingkong, and the Fortuitous One Walking the Path of Grave Robbing
After returning to the Heavenly Ruin Gate, Gu Changge dismissed everyone, leaving only Yue Mingkong by his side, her gaze carrying a hint of curiosity.
Jiang Chen, a mere menial disciple, had vanished into thin air.
For the entire Heavenly Ruin Gate, this was nothing more than an insignificant trifle—like a tiny speck of dust falling into water, unable to stir even a single ripple. No one would pay it any mind.
Even if the Sect Leader of the Heavenly Ruin Gate and the others noticed a disciple had disappeared, they wouldn’t dare inquire too deeply. After all, this was a critical moment.
Within the Heavenly Ruin Gate, besides the Ji siblings, there was also Gu Changge. How could a small temple house such a great Buddha? Every day passed in trembling anxiety.
“The Tower of World Domination is really in your hands?”
With no one else left in the hall, Yue Mingkong finally voiced the question that had been on her mind.
Before receiving Gu Changge’s definite answer, she still couldn’t fully set her heart at ease.
“It’s in hand. It went very smoothly—no unexpected trouble.”
Gu Changge smiled, then casually waved his hand.
The next moment, the Tower of World Domination, now shrunk countless times, appeared floating in the void.
Golden light surged, chaotic mist cascaded down. It had nine levels in total, as if forged from Immortal Divine Gold, with a mysterious fluctuation circulating through it, seemingly capable of suppressing the heavens and the six paths.
The rumors were true—the Tower of World Domination indeed possessed world-suppressing might. Under this vast divine power, any demon or monster would be reduced to nothing.
Yue Mingkong glanced at it, nodded, and asked nothing more.
With this, their trip could be considered a perfect conclusion.
Only, before this, she had done nothing at all—merely accompanying Gu Changge on the journey, then watching him effortlessly obtain the Tower of World Domination.
It had to be said, for someone with her strong-willed personality, this was somewhat frustrating.
“What’s wrong? Seeing your husband obtain the Tower of World Domination so easily, why do you look so listless?”
Seeing her expression, Gu Changge smiled and couldn’t help teasing, “This isn’t like you.”
Yue Mingkong looked at him and said in a cool, calm voice, “I was thinking about how useless I am, unable to help with anything.”
Her frankness surprised Gu Changge somewhat.
However, without Yue Mingkong, finding the place where the Tower of World Domination would emerge would have taken him considerably more effort.
Moreover, both the Mirror of World Domination and the Seal of World Domination had been found by Yue Mingkong before being given to him.
Finding even one Tool of World Domination was already extremely difficult, let alone two.
Although Yue Mingkong was a regressor, finding these two Tools of World Domination must have cost her considerable price and effort.
“If even you count as useless, then everyone else in this world is worse than useless.”
Thinking of this, Gu Changge smiled and gently pulled her into his embrace, his smile tender. “Besides, you misspoke. It’s not that you didn’t help at all.”
“What did I help with?”
Yue Mingkong gazed at him intently. Hearing Gu Changge say this, the corners of her mouth couldn’t help but curve up slightly, her mood improving.
“Naturally, warming my bed.”
Gu Changge laughed.
The smile on Yue Mingkong’s face froze. She couldn’t help shooting him a fierce glare, rosy clouds rising on her jade-like, mutton-fat beautiful face. Then her figure broke free, transforming into a divine rainbow, shooting straight beyond the heavens.
“Fine, since Mingkong is unwilling, then your husband will find another woman.”
Gu Changge put away the Tower of World Domination and unhurriedly walked out of the hall, the smile on his face undiminished. “Anyway... with just one word from me, the women wanting to warm my bed could probably line up from here all the way to the True Immortal Academy.”
“You dare!”
Yue Mingkong’s willow brows shot up. Though her figure had appeared high in the sky, she hadn’t gone far.
Hearing these words, her expression instantly turned frosty, killing intent billowing.
Honglonglong! The more she thought about it, the angrier she became.
She simply struck down with a palm. Her snow-white, jade-like hand seemed gathered from moonlight—bright, beautiful, domineering and overwhelming, carrying an unmatched, peerless grace as it descended from the high sky.
Gu Changge smiled faintly, his figure stepping forward and vanishing from outside the hall.
He dodged the palm quite easily, but the palace behind him collapsed with a rumble, turning entirely to ash amid dazzling radiance.
Not only that—even the mountain peak where he currently stood had half of it sheared off by Yue Mingkong’s palm, split clean through, dust and smoke soaring to the sky.
Such a huge commotion in the middle of the night instantly alarmed everyone in the Heavenly Ruin Gate.
The elders and disciples watched this scene from afar, dumbstruck, their souls trembling, shaking like leaves.
The Ji siblings also rushed over, eyes wide, deeply shocked.
At first they thought someone had launched a surprise attack in the night, but they never imagined it was a quarrel between Gu Changge and Yue Mingkong.
However, Yue Mingkong had never made a move before, so the two of them didn’t know her strength. Seeing it now, their hearts shook—she was far more powerful than they had imagined, by who knew how much.
Gu Changge’s and Yue Mingkong’s followers, on the other hand, appeared quite calm, clearly accustomed to such sights.
“So this is how the two of them get along?”
Ji Chuyue thought silently, feeling an envy she couldn’t quite explain.
Still, among the younger generation, probably only Gu Changge could keep Yue Mingkong in check. Any other young prodigy facing that palm would be crippled if not dead.
Once they figured out what was going on, everyone quickly dispersed, not daring to watch, knowing it was best not to join in this kind of excitement.
“Are you trying to make everyone laugh at the two of us?”
Gu Changge wore a smile, utterly indifferent to everything around him.
Yue Mingkong shot him a cold sideways glance. “Cut the nonsense. Today you must yield to me!”
With that, she struck down with another palm, radiance shining, runes interweaving, an aura of the supreme Great Dao permeating the air.
Faintly, a blurry, peerless figure seemed to emerge behind her.
Amid fluttering hair, each step a reincarnation, trudging through the long river of time, supremely powerful—as if a true Empress were about to overlook the heavens, walking out from within.
“Fine, fine, I’ll yield, I’ll yield. Is that good enough?”
Gu Changge shrugged somewhat helplessly. Then his sleeve swept out, terrifying power spreading, the universe, sun and moon all contained within his palm—the world instantly left with nothing but blackness.
His wide sleeve fluttered like a universe in his palm, containing the void, endless darkness devouring toward Yue Mingkong.
In an instant, Yue Mingkong’s jade countenance changed and she retreated—but Gu Changge’s sleeve seemed to have transformed into the mythical Cosmos Sack, blotting out the sun and moon, swallowing everything.
Though her cultivation was powerful, compared to the current Gu Changge, the gap was still large. She hadn’t retreated far before being enveloped.
“Gu Changge, you despicable, shameless man who doesn’t keep his word—let me out...”
Yue Mingkong’s somewhat gritted-teeth voice came through, coolness mixed with exasperation.
“How did I not keep my word? Didn’t I yield to you?”
Gu Changge laughed, showing no awareness whatsoever that he was bullying her.
“You bastard!”
Yue Mingkong gritted her teeth.
The next instant, terrifying sword light emerged, a world-toppling aura rising and falling. With a dong, the void exploded, and incomparably brilliant radiance bloomed between heaven and earth.
A light yet peerless sword flower, layer upon layer of splendor, incomparably terrifying, containing unmatched sharpness, fiercely pierced through Gu Changge’s sleeve.
Seizing the opportunity, Yue Mingkong broke free, a crystalline, slender sword gripped in her pale hand.
Seeing Gu Changge’s slightly astonished expression, her mood greatly improved, and the corners of her mouth couldn’t help but curl up.
“No more fighting. I surrender.”
Gu Changge hadn’t expected Yue Mingkong to break through his suppression so easily. After a moment of surprise, he recovered, and seeing her about to attack again, he couldn’t help laughing and chose to surrender.
“No.”
Yue Mingkong glanced at him sideways, her long sword spanning the sky, hair fluttering, looking as if she could sever the firmament with one strike, heroic spirit in full display. “What happened just now won’t be settled so easily.”
“I’ve already stopped fighting. If you attack again, that’s murdering your own husband.”
Gu Changge laughed, wearing an expression that said I won’t fight, what can you do about it.
Yue Mingkong snorted, sheathed her sword and descended, much of her earlier anger dissipated.
She didn’t plan to keep fighting either. After all, she had finally gained a small advantage over Gu Changge—if she continued, the one to suffer in the end would definitely be her.
“It’s been a while since I saw you fight. Your cultivation has improved considerably. I’m quite surprised.”
Gu Changge couldn’t help but praise.
“Of course—I’ve been cultivating the whole time.”
Yue Mingkong looked at him, words unspoken in her heart: if she didn’t, she feared she wouldn’t even be able to see Gu Changge’s back from afar anymore.
After that, the Heavenly Ruin Gate finally settled into peace.
All the anxious disciples and elders collectively breathed sighs of relief, their hearts at ease, having feared the two would tear down the entire mountain gate.
As for the destroyed mountain peak and palace, Gu Changge’s followers would naturally compensate for them—after all, he wasn’t the type to bully men and women.
In the following days, for Gu Changge, with the Tower of World Domination now in hand and the Wheel of World Domination soon to be delivered by the Ji Family, he wasn’t in a hurry about the remaining Sword of World Domination.
In the outside world these days, the matter of the Purple Mountains emerging only to collapse into ash overnight had caused a huge uproar.
Many cultivators and beings rushed to the site to investigate, hoping to find some clues.
But the current Purple Mountains were densely covered with all kinds of terrifying Array Patterns—even Sacred Realm existences stepping in had to proceed with utmost caution.
As a result, no one discovered anything unusual. Many speculated that everything that happened in the Purple Mountains was related to the emergence of the Tower of World Domination.
As for whose hands the Tower of World Domination had fallen into, that became a mystery. Some suspected it was in Gu Changge’s possession.
Only, no one dared go ask. They didn’t have the courage—and even if they knew, what then? Would anyone dare snatch it?
The Ji siblings, Chen Ning’er and the others kept their mouths tightly shut, so Gu Changge wasn’t worried they’d talk. Though he also wasn’t worried about people learning the Tower of World Domination was in his hands.
After settling matters here, he and Yue Mingkong parted ways.
Yue Mingkong returned to the True Immortal Academy, while he took the Celestia Jade Platform and planned to return to the Gu Family first.
Along the way, he’d wait for the Ji Family to deliver the Wheel of World Domination.
Besides that, regarding Little Wang Yue, he needed to look through ancient records first. Though it was a Celestial Beast, since it had appeared in the Beyond only a handful of times, related records were truly scarce.
Gu Changge had told Yue Mingkong about the Wang Yue Celestial Beast, but she didn’t care much about it.
Compared to the Wang Yue Celestial Beast, she was more interested in who exactly that Xiao Ruoyin Jiang Chen had mentioned was.
Gu Changge had nothing to hide—he just didn’t tell her which Mighty-Transcendent Xiao Ruoyin was the reincarnation of. Having gotten her answer, Yue Mingkong was in a good mood, the corners of her mouth slightly curved as she left with her group of followers.
Before leaving the Heavenly Ruin Gate, Gu Changge gave Chen Ning’er a Communication Rune, saying that if she encountered any trouble in the future, she could use it to contact him.
Of course, contacting him didn’t mean he’d have the time to solve their troubles.
Chen Ning’er and the rest of the Chen family were naturally wild with joy, carefully putting away the Communication Rune as if they’d obtained a supreme treasure...
“Awake?”
Elsewhere, in a dim, damp cave, a young man slowly came to.
But the pain in his body turned his face pale, making him suck in cold breaths, nearly passing out from the pain again.
An Elderly Man in Black Robes, his aura weak, sat cross-legged to the side, black qi swirling around him, seemingly healing his wounds.
Hearing the movement, he opened his eyes and asked indifferently.
“Senior, we escaped?”
The young man was none other than Jiang Chen, who had fled from the Purple Mountains.
He surveyed the unfamiliar surroundings, his face still quite pale.
The last scene in his memory was Gu Changge’s indifferent expression as he struck a palm toward him. In his moment of utter despair, it was the Black-Robed Senior who, dragging his heavily injured body, had rescued him.
And the Black-Robed Senior’s injuries seemed severe—his very body had nearly burst apart.
“We escaped. Though Gu Changge’s palm was too powerful—even with this old man protecting you, you were nearly shaken to death by the aftershock.”
“Still, Gu Changge seems to have underestimated you. Otherwise, this old man couldn’t have saved you.”
“You’re also lucky—took a trip to the gates of hell and came back.”
The Elderly Man in Black Robes spoke indifferently, his complexion looking no better than Jiang Chen’s.
Hearing this, Jiang Chen felt lingering fear, then smiled bitterly. “Senior has saved my life again. Such great kindness—I have no way to repay it.”
Only now did he realize how badly he was injured—many of his bones seemed broken.
Every time he spoke, his internal organs ached, as if being torn apart by force.
If the Elderly Man in Black Robes hadn’t saved him, under that palm he would have become a mist of blood, body and soul annihilated.
Thinking of this, bone-deep hatred surfaced on Jiang Chen’s face once more.
“Spare me these useless words. If you had listened to this old man earlier, how would you have ended up in such a state?”
The black-robed man sneered.
“Senior, what do we do now?”
Jiang Chen now regarded the Elderly Man in Black Robes as someone he could trust completely. He had saved his life time and again, offended Gu Changge for his sake, and even now, in this state, hadn’t abandoned him.
With such actions, how could he not be worthy of trust?
“What to do? Naturally, change your appearance, hide your name. This old man sees you have some skill—you seem quite accomplished in matters of mountains and terrain. You’d be rather suited for... robbing graves and raiding tombs...”
The Elderly Man in Black Robes studied Jiang Chen carefully for a few moments, then suddenly stroked his chin and said this.
“Robbing graves?”
Jiang Chen’s expression shifted slightly. One hearing told him this was nothing good—but right now, he seemed to have no other choice.
Having offended Gu Changge, the vast Beyond would no longer have any place for him.
From now on, he could only be a rat crossing the street in the darkness.
Thinking of this, Jiang Chen couldn’t help falling silent, finally gritting his teeth. “I’ll listen to Senior. As long as it makes me stronger, I’m willing to do anything.”
The Elderly Man in Black Robes showed a gratified expression. “You needn’t worry. Grave robbing isn’t as sordid as you imagine. You should know that many cultivators’ burial goods are priceless treasures. If you’re lucky and find the tomb of a True Daoist, in the blink of an eye you could reverse your current situation.”
Hearing this, Jiang Chen nodded thoughtfully—it seemed not so unacceptable after all.
“Little Chenzi, you absolutely must not agree to this! You’re meant to restore the glory of the Immortal Palace in the future—how can you become a grave robber...”
In his mind, the voice of the Celestial Boat of Creation’s Artifact Spirit rang out, anxious, trying to dissuade him.
However, Jiang Chen no longer heeded it. Having understood the cruelty of this world, strength was what mattered to him.
The Celestial Boat of Creation’s Artifact Spirit seemed too accustomed to its former comfortable life, always viewing things too self-righteously.
After suffering several losses, Jiang Chen had also learned a lesson: many things couldn’t be decided by listening to it.
After that, Jiang Chen left with the Elderly Man in Black Robes, officially embarking on his path of grave robbing and tomb raiding.
Under Gu Changge’s deliberate guidance, Jiang Chen, this Fortuitous One, had already begun growing crooked in another direction—while he himself remained completely unaware...
“So this is the Wang Yue Celestial Beast? Compared to the rumored size as vast as an Astral River, it’s quite far off. I wonder if it’ll become like that when it matures?”
“This is the first time this old man has seen a Wang Yue Celestial Beast.”
“Back then, in the entire vast Beyond, only the Immortal Palace had one... By that reckoning, this should be that Wang Yue Celestial Beast’s offspring.”
At this moment, in the Longevity Gu Family.
Within a grand, majestic palace a hundred zhang tall.
Many elders gathered around, staring intently at a Celestia Jade Platform in the center, their gazes carrying curiosity, doubt, and scrutiny.
Within the Celestia Jade Platform, immortal mist swirled, boundlessly hazy, colorful clouds flowing, star-like gorgeous colors interweaving within.
Little Wang Yue’s body was as white as the bright moon, beautiful and slender.
It had a pair of clear, large eyes like glass, and at its tail, a fine, transparent fin.
Surrounded by the crowd at this moment, it didn’t seem afraid, curiosity showing in its gaze as it studied everyone.
“It is indeed a Wang Yue Celestial Beast. However, compared to the rumored offspring of the Wang Yue Celestial Beast, it seems somewhat... congenitally deficient. Its mother must have given birth to it under difficult circumstances, and it seems that to make up for its congenital deficiency, its mother left it all her remaining lifespan.”
One clan elder shook his head slightly, his gaze sharp as a torch, having faintly guessed what had happened to Little Wang Yue, his tone carrying some regret.
And Little Wang Yue seemed to understand everyone’s words.
At this moment, its gaze dimmed, its head drooping as it lay quietly in the pool on the platform.
“If it’s congenitally deficient, it should be possible to make up for it afterward. Moreover, the Wang Yue Clan’s inheritance is branded into the divine soul at birth. Since it has survived until now, it means it ultimately pulled through...”
Another clan elder also spoke up, offering his own view.