Wouldn't That Be Double the Happiness? How Did He Do It?
Wouldn’t That Be Double the Happiness? How Did He Do It?
Wang Zijin’s features were exquisitely flawless—a delicate nose, eyebrows like emerald brushstrokes, lips touched with red, and black hair cascading like a waterfall, so glossy it could serve as a mirror, all of which set off her snow-white skin, fine and smooth as jade.
To say she was born of the gathered spiritual essence of heaven and earth would be no exaggeration at all.
When her large eyes blinked, they gave off an air of both cleverness and sly mischief.
At this moment, she followed behind Gu Changge with her hands clasped behind her back, putting on a somewhat mature and serious air.
Yet there was also a different kind of charm about her, one that made it hard to look away.
“Brother Gu, may I ask you a question?”
“A question about the Reincarnation of the Mortal One.”
She spoke with a beaming smile, though she guessed that Gu Changge probably wanted nothing more right now than to strangle her to death.
But she just loved this feeling... because it was thrilling as hell.
Gu Changge raised an eyebrow slightly, seemingly not expecting her to suddenly ask this.
“No.”
Then, with a faint smile, he refused as a matter of course.
After that, he continued strolling unhurriedly toward the fork in the path ahead, looking entirely too lazy to bother with her.
The matter of the Reincarnation of the Mortal One could be hidden from ordinary people, but certainly not from Wang Zijin.
Gu Changge had never intended to hide it from everyone anyway—after all, this was a matter of mutual benefit between him and the Mortal Palace.
As for Wang Zijin, she could speculate wildly all she wanted.
Wang Zijin was not the least bit surprised by Gu Changge’s answer.
Still smiling brightly, she said, “Brother Gu, have you forgotten what you promised me last time? You still owe me a favor, you know.”
As she spoke, she took out from her sleeve the personal Jade Pendant Gu Changge had given her.
Hearing this, Gu Changge glanced at it, looking somewhat troubled, and said with slight helplessness, “Why must Miss Zijin make things difficult for me? This question, I’m afraid I cannot answer.”
Wang Zijin huffed. “So Brother Gu is saying that what you promised before doesn’t count anymore?”
“If it’s something I can agree to, I will certainly agree. But this matter—I truly have nothing to say.”
Gu Changge spoke in a tone of utter helplessness.
Yet the depths of his eyes remained calm and undisturbed, without the slightest ripple.
“Fine, if Brother Gu doesn’t want to say, then forget it.”
“Anyway... you’re now the Mortal One, and I’m the Saintess of Mortal Palace. So wouldn’t you say our relationship has progressed a step further?”
Receiving this answer, Wang Zijin didn’t press the matter further—she had long guessed Gu Changge wouldn’t say anything.
So, after putting away the Jade Pendant, she took a few steps until she was nearly pressed against Gu Changge, switched to a different tone, and asked with a smile.
“Indeed. If I come to lead the Mortal Palace in the future, I hope Saintess Zijin will lend me her generous assistance.”
Gu Changge caught the faint fragrance drifting to his nose, and at her words, he too smiled faintly.
“That’s naturally no problem. Then, Brother Gu, between me and Saintess Chuchu, who do you think is more beautiful?”
Wang Zijin said with a cheerful laugh, blinking her eyes as she stared intently at him.
In her view, the gains from this trip to the Godly Illusion Clan’s tomb didn’t matter at all.
She just wanted... to make Gu Changge reveal his true face.
Keep pretending. Go on, keep pretending for me.
At this moment, she thought to herself, feeling like she was playing with a blade—one careless move and she’d cut her own hand.
“Miss Zijin and Saintess Chuchu each have their own merits; it’s hard to compare. In my view, you are both peerless beauties, rare in this world, evenly matched.”
Hearing this, Gu Changge’s expression didn’t change as he spoke, while inwardly he speculated about her purpose in saying this.
From the very first time he met Wang Zijin, she had seemed to harbor an unusual fondness for him.
Even now, she was still teasing him, whether intentionally or not.
Back then, Gu Changge had wanted to harvest Fortuity Points from her, so he simply played along with her act. Later, feeling it unnecessary, he couldn’t be bothered with her anymore.
After all, Wang Zijin was different from other Daughters of Fortuity.
She herself was a Transmigrator, born into the Immortal Wang Family, possessing a Celestial Physique, a born Saintess, with a companion artifact at her side.
Her life was destined to sweep through the current era unimpeded, smooth sailing all the way.
Trying to obtain any opportunities or benefits from her was nearly impossible.
This point became clear to Gu Changge after he had harvested Fortuity Points from her a few times.
And Wang Zijin’s fondness for him was, at most, mere curiosity.
With this premise in mind, Gu Changge stopped paying her any mind. If he truly wanted to move against Wang Zijin, it would actually be somewhat troublesome.
After all, she had numerous life-saving means, plus that mysterious companion artifact.
Just suppressing her Fortuity Points would be a troublesome affair. Rather than wasting time on meaningless things...
Better to toss her aside.
After all, Wang Zijin’s very personality dictated that she couldn’t possibly hinder him.
Of course, if she really did hinder him, then that would be another matter entirely...
“If Brother Gu thinks that way, are you saying you want both of us?”
“In that case, wouldn’t that be double the happiness?”
Hearing this answer, Wang Zijin continued with a beaming smile, her tone rather bold, like an enchantress who brought calamity upon the mortal world.
Hearing these words, Gu Changge was somewhat stunned, putting on a look of not understanding.
Then he shook his head slightly with a sigh. “What does Miss Zijin mean by that? I’m afraid I don’t quite understand.”
He had vaguely guessed Wang Zijin’s intention—she was trying to sound him out. When it came to such things, Gu Changge’s handling had always been watertight.
Unless he wanted Wang Zijin to know something.
But right now, Wang Zijin had not yet reached the level of earning his trust.
“If you don’t understand, then forget it.”
“For someone like Brother Gu, I wonder what kind of woman could capture your heart.”
Wang Zijin wasn’t particularly surprised by Gu Changge’s answer, and then she sighed softly, as if feeling something in her heart.
In front of outsiders, Gu Changge had always presented himself as courteous in speech, proper and elegant, gentle as jade, his answers leaving no gaps.
Getting him to reveal his truest self was no simple task.
Regarding this, she felt it was no small challenge, but she wasn’t about to give up.
In the dull grind of cultivation, one had to find something interesting to do.
“Miss Zijin’s words—may I take them as you hinting at me?”
Gu Changge smiled.
Wang Zijin secretly rolled her eyes at him.
She had already probed so proactively, yet Gu Changge still hadn’t shown the slightest abnormality.
This made her doubt her own charm a little.
Was her face not pretty enough? Her figure not good enough? Her personality not cute enough? Or was it that Gu Changge was only interested in cold, domineering women like Yue Mingkong?
After that, the two continued deeper, chatting on and off.
Mainly it was Wang Zijin striking up conversation, with Gu Changge answering with perfect composure.
Wang Zijin was actually quite curious about why Gu Changge had chosen this particular fork in the path, though she felt it unlikely he would pick the wrong place.
He must have some means of locating the main tomb of the Godly Illusion Tomb.
Ahead, the two also sensed quite a few aura fluctuations. Besides them, among the sect masters of the great sects who had entered this place earlier, some had also chosen this fork.
That group’s cultivation was very strong—the weakest among them was at the Sacred Lord Realm, just one step away from the Sacred King Realm.
A great battle was now erupting, auras sweeping in all directions as they fought over something.
Only Gu Changge paid it no mind, still appearing unhurried.
As long as he knew Jiang Chen’s location, he could naturally reach where Jiang Luoshen and the rest of the Godly Illusion Clan were. So he only needed to go over to easily obtain that Divinity Crystal.
Before that, he actually hoped the Godly Illusion Clan and the sect masters of the great sects would fight it out.
Best if both sides ended up grievously wounded—then he could appear at the end and reap the spoils as the fisherman.
Wang Zijin had been watching Gu Changge’s expression the whole time. Judging from his every action, from start to finish he had never worried or cared, appearing utterly confident.
Even though the battle fluctuations deep ahead were incomparably terrifying, capable of collapsing this underground city at any moment.
This made her feel that Gu Changge had everything under his control all along.
How exactly did he do it...
Inside the main tomb.
This place was, just as Gu Changge had guessed, in the midst of a great battle.
Jiang Chen, Jiang Luoshen, Monk Pu Du, and the others had passed through numerous Restrictions and Array Patterns with fright but no harm, finally arriving at the main tomb area.
Here, Jiang Luoshen also saw the Platform left behind when their Founding Ancestor had passed away in meditation.
Amid the hazy radiance cascading down, vast Chaos Energy surged and interwove, heavy and boundless—a single wisp could easily crush a great mountain.
At the center of the Platform, a fist-sized substance, deep as a purple crystal, rose and fell.
Within it surged vast energy fluctuations, and astonishing divinity flowed through it.
Even Sacred Lord Realm existences couldn’t help but feel a palpitation of fear at this moment. Facing that purple crystal-like substance, their very souls seemed to tremble.
“The Founding Ancestor’s Divinity Crystal—it really is here.”
Finally finding this object, the members of the Godly Illusion Clan naturally breathed sighs of relief.
Also breathing sighs of relief were Jiang Chen and Monk Pu Du.
With this, their little lives were finally secured.
While Jiang Chen communicated in his mind with the Artifact Spirit of the Celestial Boat of Creation, he had already prepared an escape route.
If Jiang Luoshen intended to kill the donkey once the millstone was done, he could only repeat what he had done back in the Purple Mountains.
The Artifact Spirit of the Celestial Boat of Creation could easily break through and control the terrain and Array Patterns of this place.
This was his only advantage right now.
“Benefactor Jiang, this little monk’s judgment was indeed correct. With your abilities, what tomb couldn’t the two of us descend into in the future?”
Monk Pu Du’s voice was somewhat excited and delighted.
Jiang Chen nodded.
But just as Jiang Luoshen was about to step forward and take the Founding Ancestor’s Divinity Crystal, several terrifying auras suddenly came from the passageway behind them.
Surging golden light illuminated all directions, and dreadful auras easily collapsed the nearby halls.
The several sect-master-level figures who had been pursuing them all this way had arrived at this place.
Naturally, at first glance, they saw that deep and vast purple crystal-like Divinity Crystal, and prepared to strike and seize it.
“How did they find this place?”
Jiang Luoshen’s expression turned ugly. In her view, this place had many forks in the path—finding the main tomb should have taken considerable effort.
How had several sect-master-level figures suddenly arrived?
“They must have split up, each choosing a different fork. This group got lucky and happened to find this place. And we happened to have broken the Restrictions and Array Patterns here, making things cheap for them.”
The blonde old woman beside Jiang Luoshen said in a heavy voice.
At the same time, she stepped forward, displaying her own supreme strength. Her Sacred King Realm cultivation erupted, directly shaking the many sect masters of the great sects.
As Jiang Luoshen’s protector, her cultivation was naturally immensely powerful—she was Jiang Luoshen’s current reliance.
“You hold them off.”
“I’ll go take the Founding Ancestor’s Divinity Crystal.”
Jiang Luoshen coldly swept a glance at that group of great sect masters, then stepped forward, transforming into a golden streak of light, beginning to move, intending to charge toward that Platform.
At the same time, the rest of the Godly Illusion Clan members vigilantly scanned their surroundings, guarding against anyone else rushing in at this moment.
“That is the Divinity Crystal of the Godly Illusion Clan’s Founding Ancestor. Everyone, let us strike together to seize it. Once we have it, we’ll each take a share. How about it?”
The several great sect masters who had charged in stared somewhat feverishly at that purple crystal, feeling the boundless aura and energy fluctuations emanating from within.
If they refined and absorbed it, their cultivation would naturally increase by a great margin.
The bottleneck of the Sacred King Realm that they had failed to break through all these years might just be forced open with this opportunity.
These words immediately won everyone’s agreement—after all, that Divinity Crystal was a full fist in size.
Even a small piece for each person would be an incredible fortune, making the trip worthwhile.
Although the blonde old woman was at the Sacred King Realm, in their view, she was no match for all of them combined.
“Princess, I can only hold them off for a while. Please take the Founding Ancestor’s Divinity Crystal and leave as quickly as possible.”
“Once I find a chance to break away, I’ll come find you.”
The blonde old woman transmitted her voice to Jiang Luoshen. As she spoke, an enormous golden pagoda appeared in her hand.
A full nine stories tall, golden light surging like a golden sun illuminating this place, radiating a blinding brilliance.
The fluctuations of a Sacred King erupted, like a mountain torrent pouring forth, overturning heaven and earth with magnificent momentum.
“You cannot stop us. If you know what’s good for you, hand over that Divinity Crystal.”
“Don’t bring ruin upon yourselves. If you perish here, don’t blame us.”
The four great sect-master-level powerhouses before them had indifferent expressions. Seeing this, they too began to strike.
All kinds of divine chains of order were unleashed by them, dazzling and terrifying, interweaving here like countless stars exploding, the energy fluctuations incomparably horrifying.
The void itself seemed about to shatter, already unable to withstand such fluctuations.
The moment they struck, it was with supreme divine abilities and treasured techniques.
If not for the special Array Patterns of this place—this being where that Founding Ancestor of the Godly Illusion Clan had passed away—it would have long since collapsed into ruins under such fluctuations.
In an instant, a terrifying great battle erupted here.
Whether it was the blonde old woman or the four sect-master-level figures, all were displaying their strongest methods. At their level, every exchange could destroy heaven and earth.
Though it appeared wide-open and sweeping, in reality it contained boundless destructive power within.
Jiang Chen’s legs went weak, a suffocating sense of dread gripping him. His strength, before such powerhouses, was simply that of an ant.
“If things go wrong in a moment, we’ll have to run for our lives first...”
Jiang Chen exchanged words with the Artifact Spirit of the Celestial Boat of Creation, looking at Jiang Luoshen with some worry.
Right now, Jiang Luoshen was their greatest safeguard.
If something happened to her here, these great sect masters would absolutely not spare his life.
“Benefactor Jiang, perhaps the two of us should slip away while we can.”
Monk Pu Du’s face was also somewhat pale. He had thought the Godly Illusion Clan had sufficient manpower.
But under the siege of four great sect masters, they clearly couldn’t hold out for long.
The other powerhouses’ cultivation wasn’t weak, but compared to great sect masters, they fell far short.
“Why is the Platform where our Founding Ancestor passed away actually blocking me? What’s with these Array Patterns...”
At this moment, Jiang Luoshen’s voice came through, her expression somewhat ugly.
Her figure had just rapidly approached that Platform, but hazy golden mist spread across it, followed by ripple-like fluctuations spreading out, incomparably vast, blocking her outside, unable to draw near.
The Array Patterns within had been triggered by her and then revived.
But that aura clearly belonged to their clan’s Founding Ancestor—so why wouldn’t it let her through now?
“Jiang Chen, what’s going on?”
Jiang Luoshen looked at Jiang Chen and asked coldly, noticing his intention to slip away.
“That should be Array Patterns left specifically to prevent the Divinity Crystal from being taken after his passing. It’ll take some time to crack.”
Jiang Chen’s scalp tingled. Under Jiang Luoshen’s gaze, he felt his very soul tremble.
If Jiang Luoshen wanted to kill him right now, with his abilities, there was simply no way he could escape.
“If you can’t crack these Array Patterns, then you needn’t keep living today either.”
Jiang Luoshen said coldly.
Jiang Chen cursed inwardly, but had no choice but to brace himself against the terrifying fluctuations of this place and hurry over, steeling himself.
With his own abilities, he naturally couldn’t crack these Array Patterns.
But given time, the Artifact Spirit of the Celestial Boat of Creation could indeed do it.
However, at that very moment, the blonde old woman battling the four great sect masters suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and fell from the sky, her hair disheveled, her whole body covered in blood, in an utterly wretched state.
Although she was at the Sacred King Realm, she had broken through by trickery back then and couldn’t compare to a true Sacred King.
Not to mention that before her were four great sect-master-level figures—in their youth they had absolutely been prodigies who swept all before them, their strength extremely powerful.
At first she could hold her own for a while... but as time dragged on, she was bound to fall into a disadvantage.
“Granny Jin...”
Jiang Luoshen’s expression changed, her silver teeth secretly clenched.
Hearing this, the blonde old woman shook her head, swallowed a pill, and charged into the fray once more, her entire body glowing, wreathed in golden radiance, urging her weapon onward to suppress and kill.
Jiang Luoshen grew even more anxious.
If that elder from before hadn’t died at Gu Changge’s hands, how would she have ended up so passive now, needing Granny Jin to desperately buy time?
“How much longer can you hold out? Resistance is futile. Hand over the Divinity Crystal obediently, and you may yet live today.”
The four sect-master-level figures spoke coldly, their great hands sweeping across, slamming into the blonde old woman, making her cough up blood again, her injuries grievous.
Their power was simply too strong. Even though their cultivation hadn’t reached the Sacred King Realm, their battle prowess wasn’t far off. Now, with the four of them joining forces, they were simply invincible.
“All of you, hold them off for me.”
Jiang Luoshen coldly swept a glance at the four sect-master-level figures and ordered the people beside her to step forward and delay them.
“Jiang Chen, hurry the hell up.”
Receiving the order, the remaining powerhouses of the Godly Illusion Clan also began charging forward without hesitation, bringing out all kinds of weapons, displaying their strongest methods.
Only, their advance was futile—almost instantly they coughed up blood and fell back.
Many even burst apart in an instant, body and soul annihilated.
This scene made Jiang Luoshen’s expression even uglier, her jade hands clenched tight.
Though she still had other means in hand, those were all life-saving trump cards for critical moments.
She admitted she had been careless. She hadn’t brought enough people on this trip, otherwise she wouldn’t be so stifled now.
“Done. These Array Patterns are solved.”
At this moment, Jiang Chen’s voice came through. He exhaled in relief, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, somewhat as if a heavy burden had been lifted.
As a flash of light passed through his hand, the Array Patterns before him began to crack, then shattered into a rain of light.
The Artifact Spirit of the Celestial Boat of Creation had expended a great deal of power for this, nearly falling into slumber once again.
Jiang Luoshen felt that terrifying resistance vanish and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She was about to step forward, heading onto the Platform to collect that purple crystal-like Divinity Crystal.
Boom rumble rumble!!!
At that moment, an enormous commotion came once more from the passageway.
The expressions of everyone fighting here changed slightly. Even the four sect-master-level figures locked in combat with the blonde old woman had no choice but to stop and frown, looking over.
The void trembled as an incomparably sharp force suddenly descended.
Ripples spread out one after another, like petals blooming in the void, containing supreme rules, finally transforming into heaven-piercing Sword Qi, slashing toward the battling crowd!
This strike was truly domineering beyond compare, instantly making the four sect-master-level figures’ expressions change, somewhat chilled in heart, hastily retreating backward, not daring to take the blow head-on.
But even the aftershock made their blood and qi roil, extremely uncomfortable.
“Who is it?”
Their expressions turned ugly, feeling like the mantis stalking the cicada only to be caught by the oriole behind—they had been used as pawns.
Jiang Luoshen’s expression turned cold as she took out an item from her Storage Ring, ready to unleash it at any moment.
The Array Patterns on the Platform had just been cracked when someone suddenly appeared, making her feel that the other party had probably arrived long ago, merely hiding in the shadows to watch the show.
“Why has someone else come?”
Jiang Chen’s brow furrowed tightly as he too looked toward the passageway.
“Oh? It seems I’ve come at a bad time? Why are you all looking at me like that?”
The next moment, accompanied by a light chuckle, the figures of a man and a woman appeared at the entrance of the passageway.
Between his palm and fingers, Sword Qi flickered in and out, casually slashing out, giving everyone a heart-palpitating sensation as if the universe itself were collapsing into oblivion.
“Gu Changge!”
Jiang Luoshen’s golden eyes fixed dead on the young man walking over, her gaze filled with undisguised hatred—and shock.