Bufan and I Hit It Off at First Sight — When the Snipe and the Clam Fight, the Fisherman Profits
Bufan and I Hit It Off at First Sight — When the Snipe and the Clam Fight, the Fisherman Profits
“It should be Fan’er coming to find us!”
“The message I left for him back then—by all reason, he should have understood it by now.”
Inside an ancient cave where radiant light surged and the aura of the Great Dao interwove, a towering figure sat cross-legged, his features blurred, wreathed in Chaos Energy.
On the ground lay five-colored blood that had not yet dried, piercing to the eye, with wisps of imperial radiance permeating the air.
At this moment he spoke, his words carrying a faint sense of gratification.
“Is what Xuanyang-xiong says true?”
Not far from this figure, a tall woman materialized.
She wore a pure white robe, as if woven from moonlight itself, and bore an innate air of nobility, like a God of the Moon descending upon the world.
“It is naturally true. Back then, I left many contingency plans for Fan’er precisely so that he could come in person to seek out this truth.”
“Just now, I sensed that the key I left him has already stirred the rules of heaven and earth here, which means he has already arrived.”
“I imagine he will find us very soon.”
The Solar Demon Overlord smiled faintly, with the air of someone finally breathing a long sigh of relief.
“Is that so? That is excellent. Chi Xiao and the others are likely plotting to make their move as well.”
The Lunar Demon Overlord nodded, her eyes profound, her hair like silver cascades, as though starlight were flowing through it.
Though her aura was not as powerful as the Solar Demon Overlord’s, it appeared incomparably mysterious.
“We should prepare as well. This time, I am determined to obtain the World Source.”
The Solar Demon Overlord’s gaze gradually deepened. He rose and left the cave, and with a single step, heaven and earth froze—he appeared in the void outside.
He was waiting for Jun Bufan’s arrival.
Six thousand years ago, the six of them had laid out a world-shaking grand scheme in order to plot for the Demon World’s World Source.
Not only had they deceived everyone in the Demon World, they had also deceived the many Dao lineages of the outside world, causing countless people to believe they had all perished in the Demon World’s great turmoil six thousand years ago.
With such a smokescreen in place, they were able to smoothly enter this place and wait here for the World Source to mature.
This was the Mirror World, born after the fall of the last Mirror Demon of the most ancient era.
An ancient existence of the Demon World had once laid down numerous Grand Arrays here, using the Gates of Life and Death as their focal points to seal off this place—all to conceal the Demon World’s greatest secret.
The existence of the World Source.
Such a thing could hardly be born even in worlds of an extremely high level. It contained the world’s most primordial Source and rules, along with countless innate Dao patterns.
For beings of their level, the World Source was something they could only dream of yet never obtain—it could even give them hope of stepping into an entirely new realm.
Even in the Beyond, across so many epochs, no existence of the Celestial Realm had ever been seen to emerge.
But because of the Demon World’s World Source, they saw the hope of becoming celestials, and they did not hesitate to sacrifice even their own offspring to complete this world-shaking grand scheme.
However, to make this grand scheme more convincing, they left behind their Dao Artifacts, causing many in the outside world to believe they were truly gone.
But the Solar Demon Overlord had kept a careful mind, laying down numerous backup plans, intending for his son Jun Bufan to come find him six thousand years later.
Because he knew full well that the World Source was not enough to support the breakthrough of all Six Demon Overlords—some among them had to die.
Without their Dao Artifacts in hand, victory or defeat between them was impossible to determine.
But once his son entered carrying his Dao Artifact, the Solar Heavenly Blade, the situation would undergo a complete reversal.
Unfortunately, this ploy of his was seen through six thousand years ago by the Crimson Cloud Demon Overlord, and a great battle erupted among them.
One Quasi-Nirvana Realm expert perished, and the remaining five were each wounded, fleeing to various places to lie low and recover in secret.
But his arrangements had already been made—even though the Crimson Cloud Demon Overlord saw through them, they could not be undone. Now, on his side, there was only the Lunar Demon Overlord.
On the Crimson Cloud Demon Overlord’s side, there was still the Blood Demon Overlord and one other Demon Overlord.
Though the situation looked very unfavorable for him, as long as he had a Dao Artifact in hand, everything could be reversed in an instant. In the entire vast Demon World, there were now only two Dao Artifacts.
One was his Solar Heavenly Blade, and the other was the Crimson Cloud Demon Overlord’s Cloud Lance.
The Cloud Lance had been left behind in the Demon World by the Crimson Cloud Demon Overlord back then. Unless he voluntarily left this world now, it was impossible for him to bring the Cloud Lance here.
And to enter the Mirror World again, one needed a Mirror Demon’s scale as the key—otherwise, no external force could break open the arrays and Restrictions of this place.
So as long as the Crimson Cloud Demon Overlord was not a fool, he would not leave this world at such a critical juncture.
“These six thousand years... it must have been hard on those two children, Xi Yao and Bufan...”
The Lunar Demon Overlord seemed to think of something and sighed softly.
However, the Solar Demon Overlord appeared rather cold, saying, “Those who accomplish great things do not fuss over trifles. Though this matter made use of Fan’er, I believe he will understand my painstaking intentions. Xi Yao’s temperament was never suited to him in the first place. Even if we hadn’t given Xi Yao this opportunity back then, she would have done it later anyway.”
The Lunar Demon Overlord said no more. She had agreed to that decision back then as well, so there was no such thing as regret.
And just as the two were speaking, an aura suddenly came from the distant sky—a divine rainbow arrived in an instant, descending toward them.
“This person is...”
The Lunar Demon Overlord’s expression shifted slightly. What she sensed was an unfamiliar aura—not Jun Bufan.
The Solar Demon Overlord’s brows also furrowed, somewhat surprised. The one who had come to find him was not his son, but another young man who looked utterly unfamiliar.
Dressed in black robes, with divine bones and an immortal bearing, his figure tall and straight, his sleeves embroidered with numerous intricate and exquisite patterns, exuding an aura of nobility and mystery.
His origins were clearly extraordinary.
Judging by his bone age, he looked only twenty-some years old, yet his cultivation made the Solar Demon Overlord’s pupils contract involuntarily, his heart shaken.
Could such a monster exist in this world? Only twenty-some years old, and already at the Sacred King Realm? The Lunar Demon Overlord was now just as shaken as the Solar Demon Overlord—it was the first time she had ever seen such a young Sacred King Realm expert.
Six thousand years had passed. What on earth had happened in the outside world, that such a young monster had appeared?
Even in the ancient legends of epochs where hosts of celestials vied for supremacy, such a thing was unimaginable.
“This junior is Gu Changge. Greetings, Solar Demon Overlord, Lunar Demon Overlord.”
And just as the Solar Demon Overlord and the Lunar Demon Overlord were each lost in their own thoughts,
the young man before them spoke first, his expression gentle, giving one the feeling of basking in a spring breeze—neither servile nor overbearing, yet never lacking in courtesy.
One could well imagine that his identity and background were absolutely extraordinary; otherwise, such a transcendent bearing could never have been cultivated.
“You know our identities?”
The Solar Demon Overlord’s expression remained unchanged as he stared at Gu Changge and asked, his eyes profound, with stars churning within them and countless scenes evolving, as if he meant to see straight through him.
“Naturally, I know.”
Gu Changge smiled faintly. “This junior came to this world precisely to find the two of you.”
“What is your relationship with the Longevity Gu Family?”
The Lunar Demon Overlord asked abruptly, scrutinizing Gu Changge—from his features to his temperament to his cultivation aura, sparing nothing.
For them, a young man suddenly barging into this place, finding where they were, and revealing their identities in one breath—how could this not shock and alarm them?
However, they did not make a move, because they sensed no malice from Gu Changge.
“This junior is the Young Master of the Longevity Gu Family.”
Hearing this, Gu Changge still smiled, neither servile nor overbearing.
“So it’s the Gu Family’s Young Master. No wonder...”
The Lunar Demon Overlord’s pupils contracted, and then her perpetually guarded expression eased somewhat. She looked considerably friendlier than before, and the tense, sword-drawn atmosphere from moments ago was gone.
The Solar Demon Overlord’s countenance also grew slightly more solemn, no longer as casual as before.
Although they had not left this world for six thousand years and did not know who this generation’s Gu Family Young Master was, they were certain that no one in this world would dare impersonate that identity.
If it had been anyone ordinary, they would have already struck by now, probing their divine soul just to be safe.
“May I ask what business the Gu Family Young Master has in seeking us out?”
Still, the Solar Demon Overlord remained somewhat wary in his heart and had not let his guard down around Gu Changge.
After all, he was a genuine True Daoist, standing at the pinnacle of the cultivation path of this world.
Even in the Beyond, the leaders of great sects would need to treat him with reverence—he had no need to be so courteous to a young junior like Gu Changge.
“Bufan-xiong and I are the closest of friends. He entrusted me to come to this place to find the two of you, and asked me to deliver an item to the Solar Demon Overlord.”
Gu Changge explained with a smile.
The Solar Demon Overlord frowned, somewhat disbelieving of Gu Changge’s words.
The Lunar Demon Overlord felt the same—something about this seemed strange. Why had Jun Bufan not come himself, instead sending an outsider to this place? “How am I to believe you? Where is little Fan now?”
The Solar Demon Overlord asked, his eyes fixed intently on Gu Changge, trying to catch any abnormality in his expression.
But he was disappointed. Even as a Nirvana Realm being, he could not detect the slightest ripple in the young man before him.
Natural and at ease, showing no change whatsoever despite them being Nirvana Realm existences.
So trying to judge whether there was something wrong with Gu Changge from his demeanor was clearly futile.
“The Solar Demon Overlord seems somewhat overly tense. This junior came at Bufan-xiong’s behest, and has no obligation to make you believe me.”
Gu Changge’s face still wore a proper smile.
Hearing this, the Solar Demon Overlord’s expression turned slightly awkward. Gu Changge indeed had no reason to make him believe.
And he had already said he came at Jun Bufan’s behest.
“Of course, if the Solar Demon Overlord does not believe me, there is nothing this junior can do.
For now, I can only briefly recount how Bufan-xiong and I became acquainted.
Six thousand years ago, during the Demon World’s great turmoil, the Demon Master Bai Kun fled the Demon World and went into seclusion in the Chaotic Star Territory. Some time ago, while searching for his daughter’s whereabouts, he was discovered by the Demon World’s Empress Yao Xi, who sent people to hunt him down.
As it happened, Bai Kun’s daughter Bai Lian’er is one of my people, and so I rescued him from the hands of the Demon World’s forces.”
“From the Demon Master Bai Kun’s mouth, I learned of the matter the Solar Demon Overlord had entrusted to him. So I simply came to the Demon World together with Bai Lian’er, and happened to arrive just as Bufan-xiong was plotting to assassinate Empress Yao Xi at the Banquet of Prodigies...”
“Though this attempt did not succeed, it left Empress Yao Xi wounded and furious. Bufan-xiong’s identity in this life was exposed, implicating his entire family, who were thrown into prison. Right now, he is trying to find a way to rescue his family of this life and cannot spare his attention elsewhere.”
“Therefore, based on the information in the Brocade Bag, he asked me to come here to find the two of you, to settle this misunderstanding and rescue his family of this life.”
Gu Changge spoke again, his expression natural and at ease, without the slightest change, explaining the whole sequence of events clearly to the Solar Demon Overlord and the Lunar Demon Overlord, whose faces had grown grave.
“You even know about the contents of the Brocade Bag?”
The Solar Demon Overlord’s expression grew slightly solemn.
Gu Changge nodded. “When Bufan-xiong opened the Brocade Bag, this junior happened to be present, so I came to know some of what was inside.”
Hearing this, the Lunar Demon Overlord’s gaze turned complicated. “Xi Yao and Bufan... they should never have been enemies. This misunderstanding should indeed be resolved.”
As for Gu Changge’s words, she found nothing amiss in them.
And this also explained where Jun Bufan currently was, and why he had sent Gu Changge here.
“Of course, Bufan-xiong also asked me to bring this item, saying the Solar Demon Overlord would have use for it.”
At this moment, Gu Changge spoke again, and light flashed in his hand.
A black heaven saber, as if forged from Immortal Divine Gold, emerged—its light flowing, ringing with a metallic hum, its sharpness towering to the heavens, as if it could split the sky at any moment.
“The Solar Heavenly Blade!”
The Lunar Demon Overlord’s gaze sharpened, her tone carrying a trace of delight.
The Solar Demon Overlord also breathed a sigh of relief. He had just carefully weighed the truth of Gu Changge’s words, and now the way he looked at Gu Changge was considerably more at ease.
Since Jun Bufan had even handed the Solar Heavenly Blade to Gu Changge to bring, it showed that he truly trusted Gu Changge deeply.
Moreover, Gu Changge had not coveted the Solar Heavenly Blade in the slightest—his gaze had not lingered on it for even a moment.
Such a natural and casual demeanor could not help but make the two of them regard him much more highly.
After all, there were few in this world who could remain unmoved when faced with a Nirvana Grade Artifact.
“For such a great kindness from the Gu Family Young Master, Xuanyang thanks you once again.”
The Solar Demon Overlord took the Solar Heavenly Blade from Gu Changge’s hand. His confidence in dealing with the Crimson Cloud Demon Overlord and the others grew considerably, and a smile could not help but appear on his face.
“Qianbei need not be so courteous. Bufan-xiong and I hit it off at first sight. For a matter entrusted by someone so open and upright, this junior will naturally see it done for him.”
Gu Changge smiled and shook his head.
Hearing this, the Lunar Demon Overlord could not help but glance at Gu Changge once more, her heart full of emotion. Such bearing and strength—truly worthy of the Young Master of the Longevity Gu Family.
A figure like this was truly one in a world, nearly impossible to find! “However, this junior has an impertinent request, and hopes the two qianbei can resolve my doubts.”
At this moment, Gu Changge suddenly spoke, his face carrying a trace of puzzlement.
“Please speak, Gu Family Young Master. Anything we know, we will naturally answer for you.”
The Solar Demon Overlord said. Now with the Solar Heavenly Blade in hand, his heart surged with excitement, and his aura was inexplicably far more terrifying than usual.
Gu Changge’s request was nothing at all to him.
“What was the truth behind the Demon World’s great turmoil six thousand years ago?”
Gu Changge asked.
Hearing this, the Solar Demon Overlord and the Lunar Demon Overlord exchanged a glance, their expressions somewhat unnatural.
How could they explain such a thing? Were they to say it was all to lay a grand scheme and hoodwink the beings of the Demon World? “If the Gu Family Young Master wishes to know this truth, please come along with us.”
At this, it was the Lunar Demon Overlord who answered instead, taking a different approach rather than explaining directly.
“Since the two of you are unwilling to say more, then forget it.”
Gu Changge acted entirely indifferent.
“When you see it in a moment, you should understand.”
The Solar Demon Overlord shook his head slightly, then his figure stepped into the air, a golden Great Dao materializing beneath his feet, stretching out into the distance.
His terrifying aura was like a waking tide of fury, blotting out the sky and covering the sun. The entire space seemed barely able to withstand the pressure, on the verge of bursting apart.
Seeing this, the Lunar Demon Overlord’s figure followed as well. The void blurred—distance shrank to inches, the land drawn into a foot’s span—as she swiftly caught up.
A strange gleam flashed through Gu Changge’s eyes, and a look of keen interest appeared at the corner of his mouth as he quickly chased after them.
“Xuanyang, Youyue, you’ve finally deigned to show yourselves?”
At the far end of heaven and earth, a cold laugh rang out at this moment—icy, yet carrying mockery.
Accompanied by footsteps that shook heaven and earth, a figure like an ancient god strode forward, blood light surging from his body like a boundless sea of blood.
Boom! He took a step forward, his towering aura unfurling. The ground began to collapse, light flowed, Death Qi permeated the air, and behind him a blood-soaked road reaching the heavens seemed to emerge.
This was a Quasi-Nirvana Realm existence—when Nirvana Realm beings did not emerge, he was nearly invincible.
He pointed out a finger, and pitch-black flowers bloomed one after another.
The aura of the Great Dao circulated, and streaks of rules shattered like blood flowers in the void, tainted by endless bloody filth.
This was the supreme strike of a Quasi-Nirvana expert.
The void collapsed, all vitality extinguished—it could sever everything.
One of the Demon World’s former Six Demon Overlords—the Blood Demon Overlord! “You alone dare to block me? You escaped last time, but this time you won’t have such luck.”
The Solar Demon Overlord snorted coldly and slashed his blade down toward the front.
The Solar Heavenly Blade hummed, erupting with boundless dark light, meeting the strike head-on, intent on shattering everything.
Billions of blood-colored divine rays blazed brilliantly, yet were annihilated and vanished, leaving only a few ripples spreading through the void.
“The Solar Heavenly Blade! Your Dao Artifact!”
“Someone brought it here!”
The Blood Demon Overlord’s expression shook.
With Quasi-Nirvana Realm cultivation, a single finger could pierce through entire worlds.
Yet it was shattered apart, reduced to dust, while a terrifying aura crushed down upon him, as if to shake him to death.
“So what if someone brought it!”
At this moment, a figure with killing intent soaring to the heavens appeared—it was the Crimson Cloud Demon Overlord.
He wore a black-gold crown, with crimson wings on his back, his speed pushed to the extreme.
At this moment, Nirvana Realm might revived, and Chaos Energy emerged above his crown.
A terrifying, surging dragon of blood qi propped up the sky, tearing the heavens open.
The entire region began to riot.
Chaotic light shot skyward, terrifying pressure rose, the ground began to tremble, and then horrifying great rifts appeared, as if the land would sink beneath the Nirvana Realm might! Another Quasi-Nirvana expert also appeared, striking at the Lunar Demon Overlord—a world-shaking great battle erupted.
The Solar Demon Overlord, wielding the Solar Heavenly Blade, battled the Crimson Cloud Demon Overlord and the Blood Demon Overlord—a clash to shake the world, to astound the ages.
Were this world not so extraordinarily stable, it would likely have been torn apart long ago.
Aside from the Solar Demon Overlord and the Crimson Cloud Demon Overlord, the rest were all at Quasi-Nirvana cultivation, yet still heart-stopping and soul-shaking.
A battle like this was unimaginable, enough to destroy everything.
In legend, the Mirror Demon was a demon comparable to a Celestial Beast, containing a Mirror World within itself, capable of reflecting a real and vast world.
The rules here were likewise reflected into being—otherwise, they would surely collapse beneath the auras of Nirvana Realm existences.
Watching the great battle erupting here, Gu Changge did not approach. Instead, he appeared atop a mountain peak, his black robes fluttering, a faint, elusive smile on his face.
None of them took a mere little Sacred King Realm cultivator like him to heart, nor did they have the attention to spare.
The Solar Demon Overlord and the Lunar Demon Overlord did not count on him being of any help either.
The Crimson Cloud Demon Overlord, the Blood Demon Overlord, and the others, though surprised by his identity, had no time to bother with him.
“The World Source...”
“So it’s over there.”
In Gu Changge’s eyes, black and white colors spread, the aura of reincarnation interweaving, as if the Six Paths of heaven and earth emerged within—countless celestial palaces, great stars, and immortal halls evolving and collapsing within them.
This sight was incomparably horrifying, before gradually returning to calm.
Gu Changge was in no hurry. This great battle had only just begun—it had not yet reached the point of mutual destruction.
As the saying goes, when the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman profits.
He only needed to wait to pluck the final ripe fruit—why not?
But before that, he could first employ a few small tricks.
Then, without drawing any attention, Gu Changge sent several Jade Talismans shooting into the void in all directions, where they dissolved into something like chaotic mist, within which numerous ancient celestial palaces faintly appeared—immeasurably ancient—before swiftly vanishing from sight.