Xiao Ruoyin's Little Schemes and Calculations, Trying to Blend into This Circle
Xiao Ruoyin’s Little Schemes and Calculations, Trying to Blend into This Circle
“Changge mentioned it to me before.”
Hearing these words, the King of Six Crowns, Jun Yao, and the rest of the crowd all felt somewhat astonished.
As far as they knew, the person rescued outside the Forbidden Area of the Ancient Celestial Continent—the Celestial Ancient Continent had only opened to the outside world in recent years, but the Forbidden Area of the Ancient Celestial Continent within it had existed since ancient times.
Some said Remnant Immortals slumbered within it; others said it hid the secrets of the Celestial Ancient Era’s collapse.
There was no consensus.
This white-dressed woman actually came from that place.
They subconsciously assumed she was a visitor from the Forbidden Area.
However, Yue Mingkong’s words also made many people suddenly understand. As Gu Changge’s fiancée, her introduction seemed casual and natural, but in reality, she was informing everyone—
Her relationship with Gu Changge was extremely intimate.
Gu Changge had never hidden these matters from her.
Under normal circumstances, Yue Mingkong would absolutely be too lazy to meddle in such matters, let alone explain things to everyone like this.
But today, she faintly sensed that something was off about the atmosphere.
Whether it was Wang Zijin or Jiang Chuchu, both seemed to have inextricable ties with Gu Changge.
Even Jiang Luoshen, the Godly Illusion Clan princess who had left with her people earlier, had an enormous connection with Gu Changge in her previous life.
And now yet another tool—Xiao Ruoyin—had popped up.
This gave her a bit of a headache. In this life, why was Gu Changge surrounded by nothing but flocks of pretty girls? So by doing this, she was essentially declaring her status and position.
She was Gu Changge’s rightful fiancée, his future wife yet to wed.
With Yue Mingkong’s introduction, everyone now understood Xiao Ruoyin’s identity. Though slightly surprised, they didn’t ask too many questions.
Gu Changge casually asked Xiao Ruoyin about her recent cultivation progress, showing his concern.
Xiao Ruoyin answered truthfully, saying she had been cultivating diligently and would not disappoint him.
“That’s good. I truly hope the day your cultivation bears fruit comes sooner.”
Gu Changge smiled.
While conversing with Gu Changge, Xiao Ruoyin was also carefully trying to blend into this circle.
She knew that every young man and woman before her had an extraordinary identity, with terrifying backgrounds behind them—enough to look down upon countless sects and powers of the Beyond. They were people she normally could never hope to come into contact with.
And Gu Changge was clearly the central figure of this circle.
So while she came to greet Gu Changge, she also wanted to make herself familiar among these young men and women.
Xiao Ruoyin wasn’t stupid. She had her own selfish motives and little calculations.
In her previous world, she never had to consider such things—she was surrounded by people fawning over and flattering her.
But now, everything was different. She was a weak woman with no power or influence, and her only reliance was... her thin, tenuous relationship with Gu Changge.
She knew Gu Changge, but to say she was close to him would be impossible.
Although she had once thought about getting closer to Gu Changge, that was all it was—a thought.
Her only capital was... her chaste body of over twenty years and her beauty.
But these things... before Gu Changge...
In the distance, Jiang Chen watched Xiao Ruoyin trying to blend into that circle of young prodigies, and his fists clenched tight, his heart twisting in agony, filled with an indescribable sense of powerlessness and pain.
That was the aloof goddess he had always adored.
Now she was so humble and cautious, working hard to please that great enemy he hated and detested to the bone.
And Xiao Ruoyin was completely unaware of the other party’s true face and sinister intentions.
“Benefactor Jiang, why have you been staring over there...?”
Beside him, Monk Pu Du noticed this and asked with considerable interest.
Hearing this, Jiang Chen’s heart jolted, and he hurriedly withdrew his gaze.
He feigned nonchalance and explained, “Among the younger generation today, how many can be like Gu Changge, surrounded by devastatingly beautiful women? It’s truly enviable.”
He didn’t dare let Monk Pu Du know about his feud with Gu Changge.
The lesson he suffered at the hands of the Ji Family siblings last time—he still remembered it clearly.
Hearing this, Monk Pu Du smiled and said, “Form is emptiness, emptiness is form. Beauties in rouge and powder are nothing but piles of withered bones. What is there to envy? Benefactor Jiang, you should take things more lightly.”
Above the golden sea of clouds, the cold-faced Jiang Luoshen heard the conversation between the two below. Her brows furrowed, and her gaze couldn’t help but turn toward Gu Changge’s direction.
“Gu Changge, I will not forget this grudge.”
She gritted her silver teeth, unable to forget Gu Changge’s threatening words from earlier.
That bone-chilling killing intent and coldness still lingered, refusing to dissipate.
From childhood until now, this was the first time she had ever been threatened like this—it could even be called the first time she had ever felt what fear was.
This feeling made her very soul tremble, unforgettable.
To her, it was also a humiliation.
“Jiang Chen, if you fail to find the Founding Ancestor’s relic this time, you can wait for death.”
Then, Jiang Luoshen coldly swept a glance at Jiang Chen below, delivering his final verdict of life or death.
If not for him, how could she have clashed with Gu Changge, even getting Jiang Ming and a peak Sacred Lord Realm Elder killed? If Jiang Chen weren’t still of use to her, she would have long since slapped him to death to vent her hatred.
Hearing this, Jiang Chen cursed inwardly—where was all this dominance of yours when you were in front of Gu Changge just now? But on the surface, he didn’t dare show the slightest disrespect, hurriedly replying, “Princess Luoshen, please rest assured. I’m quite confident this time.”
Boom!! Just then, from the rift into which the many experts had rushed earlier, a tremendous commotion suddenly erupted.
That resplendent palace trembled, and dense blood-red mist gushed out from within.
For a moment, all the Cultivators and living beings turned their attention over, deeply shocked.
The next instant, several screams rang out. An old man in a purple robe flew out from within, covered in blood, his injuries unspeakably severe.
While still in midair, he seemed to be struck by a terrifying force and exploded on the spot, body and soul annihilated.
This scene shocked everyone. Many even froze where they stood, not daring to move.
Of the many experts who had entered just now, not a single one had survived.
“This place holds great peril. The younger generation should not enter rashly.”
The many experts of the True Immortal Academy, the Skyward Schloss, and the Longevity Gu Family all stared at that spot with wary eyes.
“Princess Luoshen, the entrance is beneath that palace. They were all looking in the wrong place just now.”
After his shock, Jiang Chen communicated with the Artifact Spirit of the Celestial Boat of Creation in his mind, then transmitted his voice to Jiang Luoshen.
Jiang Luoshen’s brows furrowed. She glanced at him and Monk Pu Du. “You two go in first.”
Hearing this, Monk Pu Du’s expression changed, and he was about to refuse, only to see Jiang Chen agree with a face full of solemnity.
“Very well. This humble monk will trust you this once today.”
Monk Pu Du sighed helplessly, then he and Jiang Chen transformed into divine light, heading straight toward the rift from before.
Seeing this, Jiang Luoshen’s expression shifted slightly. She no longer hesitated and ordered everyone to follow.
“Are they trying to get themselves killed?”
A young disciple of the True Immortal Academy frowned, quite puzzled.
Yue Mingkong looked at Gu Changge and asked softly, “Are we going in?”
Gu Changge held her soft, delicate hand in his, savoring its slender smoothness, flawless like mutton-fat jade, and said casually, “No rush. Let’s wait a while first.”