Acting as the Mortal One, This Bastard Really Broke His Word Again
Acting as the Mortal One, This Bastard Really Broke His Word Again
The next morning, Gu Changge left Peach Village, choosing not to linger there any longer.
As for Gu Xianer, she decided to stay in Peach Village for a while, as she happened to have some questions about her cultivation that she wanted to ask her various shifus.
Although Yao Yao and the people of Peach Village tried their best to persuade him to stay, Gu Changge still left. His purpose in coming here had been achieved, so naturally there was no need to remain.
Tao Yao’s probing had left him with a sense of caution. Judging from the current situation, unless some special circumstances arose, Tao Yao would not easily leave Peach Village.
Afterward, upon arriving outside the Land of Abandoned Celestials and summoning his subordinates, Gu Changge headed toward the Inner Domain, planning to make a trip to the Mortal Palace. Ever since he had taken on the identity of the Mortal One, he had never once visited the Mortal Palace.
And this time, with the Demon-Burying Abyss in turmoil and numerous Great Demons emerging to wreak havoc everywhere...
As the paragon of the righteous path, the Mortal Palace naturally could not shirk its responsibility to resist the demons.
It just so happened that Gu Changge planned to visit the Demon-Burying Abyss but lacked a suitable excuse. He could use this opportunity to find Jiang Chuchu, act in his capacity as the Mortal One, and conveniently arrange his next plans.
The center of the Inner Domain was known as the Sky Domain to the various orthodoxies and powers of the Beyond.
At this moment, in the heart of the most prosperous and ancient territory...
A towering palace that pierced the clouds stood there, grand and sacred, like an Immortal Palace erected upon the earth.
The palace was built with magnificent splendor—flawless white jade and pure glazed glass for its tiles, million-year-old purple-gold sandalwood for its eaves, and pure obsidian starstone paving its floors.
Grand and ancient, majestic and solemn.
Within it surged immortal qi as vast and heavy as the sea, like a Celestial Realm.
This palace overlooked the endless ancient cities and old pools stretching below.
The great hall rose and fell with the sun and moon, runes interweaving across its surface.
At every moment it reflected the stars of the Nine Heavens, the cosmos itself, like a supreme divine throne, displaying the transcendent status of this place.
Before the palace gates hung an enormous immortal plaque, with purple Immortal Gold as its base and golden Immortal Gold inlaid for its characters.
Upon it were written three ancient characters: Mortal Palace.
One could see countless silver threads frantically surging toward this place from between heaven and earth, converging into it, appearing sacred and pure white.
These silver threads were the kowtowing and chanting of living beings and Cultivators from all lands toward the great accomplishments of the Mortal One.
The Power of Faith could not only manifest various Dao techniques and divine abilities, but at times, so long as one held the thought in their heart, one could project a Dharma Body across billions upon billions of miles.
It could even be used to cultivate an indestructible body—so long as the faith never ceased, so long as someone in the world still chanted one’s true name, one would never die.
This was an indescribably mysterious power.
At this moment, a breathtakingly beautiful woman dressed in flawless white robes, her face covered by a veil, was cultivating with her eyes closed within the great hall.
Vague figures of immortals, grand and mysterious, as if chanting scriptures, rose and fell behind her, as though crossing time and space from ancient eras.
Her skin was fair and delicate, her dark eyebrows like paintings, her eyes like flawless black gemstones, shimmering with moving luster.
However, her expression was very calm—apart from stillness, no other emotion could be discerned.
It was as if she had been born this way, or as if she had cast aside the seven emotions and six desires, unmoved by anyone in the slightest.
Several elderly women of profound cultivation stood behind her, speaking in low voices, worry welling up in their eyes.
“Even if the Saintess breaks through to the late stage of the Sacred Noble Realm, she will still be helpless against this demonic calamity. Saintess Zijin’s whereabouts are unknown—no one knows where she’s hiding. But even if Saintess Zijin were here, it would probably be of no use.”
“Right now, many orthodoxies of the Beyond have dispatched great armies to the Boundary Marker Sea, attempting to fight their way into the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains. No one is paying attention to the chaos at the Demon-Burying Abyss, yet they don’t know that the Great Demons there have already ravaged millions of miles of nearby territory, and many powers have been destroyed because of it.”
“Indeed, our Mortal Palace is now holding a hot potato we can’t throw away—we have no choice but to find a way to deal with this matter...”
Their conversation was filled with worry about the chaos at the Demon-Burying Abyss.
Because during this period, the seal on the Demon-Burying Abyss seemed unstable.
Even the Floating Buddhist Temple, which had long been responsible for guarding it, had suffered heavy losses—several Arhats and Buddhas of profound Buddhist cultivation had been gravely wounded.
Although this matter had not yet shaken the entire Beyond, it could not be ignored.
Now, because of the matter of the Eight Wastelands and Ten Domains, the Mortal Palace had already dispatched many of its experts.
Yet at this very moment, the situation at the Demon-Burying Abyss was extremely urgent, leaving them unable to spare anyone.
But as the leader of the righteous path, the Mortal Palace could not simply ignore it...
Many powers had already sent them distress signals regarding this matter.
The Great Demons of the Demon-Burying Abyss were terrifying existences that had lived for who knew how long.
One must know that even the weakest of Buddhist Mountain’s Arhats and Buddhas were at the Sacred King Realm, yet they still could not match those Great Demons and nearly perished.
One could imagine that this great calamity was not so simple.
Even if Wang Zijin and Jiang Chuchu had the heart to stop it, there was nothing they could do. The two of them were merely of the younger generation—in terms of strength, they could not possibly be a match for the Great Demons of the Demon-Burying Abyss.
This filled their hearts with worry over the matter. Right now, Jiang Chuchu was attempting to break through to the late stage of the Sacred Noble Realm, hoping to play some role in this affair.
And just as the several elderly women were talking, Jiang Chuchu, who had been cultivating with her eyes closed in the great hall, suddenly opened her eyes.
Her gaze was very calm—she had already heard the elderly women’s conversation just now.
“Regarding the turmoil at the Demon-Burying Abyss, I will lead the experts of the Mortal Palace there myself. Elders, there is no need to worry—you need only guard this place well.”
Jiang Chuchu spoke indifferently, knowing in her heart what the elderly women were thinking. They did not wish to meddle in the chaos at the Demon-Burying Abyss, which might cost them their lives.
After all, not every Cultivator of the Mortal Palace held the same upright heart as she did... and she could not demand too much of them in this regard. Hearing her words, the elders’ expressions shifted slightly, but they did not say anything more.
They were not fools—they would not needlessly throw away their lives at a time like this. Their cultivation was no match for the Great Demons of the Demon-Burying Abyss either.
“Oh, right, Saintess, since you said some time ago that Young Master Changge is the reincarnation of the Mortal One, then in our opinion, regarding this matter, why not go and have a word with Young Master Changge?”
“If he were to take action, this matter would probably be resolved much more easily and safely. What do you think?”
At this moment, one of the elderly women suddenly thought of something and could not help asking Jiang Chuchu.
After all, not long ago, the Mortal Palace had announced before all the orthodoxies of the world that Gu Changge was the Mortal One of this generation.
Regarding this matter, everyone understood tacitly—the Mortal Palace wanted a young existence like Gu Changge to prop up their prestige, while Gu Changge wanted the power of the Mortal Palace.
They were not very clear about the relationship between Jiang Chuchu and Gu Changge either; they were merely asking.
If this was inappropriate, then there was nothing to be done—they could not force Gu Changge to handle this matter.
They could not do so, nor did they dare to.
“I will handle this matter myself.”
Hearing this, Jiang Chuchu shook her head. She knew that what the elders said was not without reason.
But she could not bring herself to seek Gu Changge’s help again and again.
Because Gu Changge had already helped her several times, which made it hard for her to open her mouth to ask him.
Moreover, Gu Changge had said she would have to pay a price, which made it even harder for her to speak up—because every time, the price was being bullied by him.
Although last time at the True Immortal Academy, Gu Changge had promised he would treat her better...
Jiang Chuchu did not know exactly what degree of “better” Gu Changge meant.
This left her rather troubled.
This time, the Great Demons of the Demon-Burying Abyss were coming in force, their strength terrifying, endangering many nearby powers—she truly could not sit by and do nothing...
“Since the Saintess says so, then we shall not meddle further.”
The elders naturally would not say anything more about this and prepared to rise and leave the palace.
But just then, an announcement suddenly came from afar, causing the elders’ expressions to change slightly in shock.
“Young Master Changge has come to visit.”
They had just been discussing Gu Changge, and now Gu Changge had actually appeared. Thinking of this, they could not help turning back to glance at Jiang Chuchu—so this was what she meant by saying she would handle it.
This made them unable to suppress their smiles, and they secretly breathed sighs of relief.
“We shall go welcome Young Master Changge at once.”
Then, they transformed into divine rainbows and hurried toward the mountain gate of the Mortal Palace to welcome Gu Changge, not daring to be negligent.
In the Beyond today, even the leaders of great cults would not dare treat Gu Changge as a junior when meeting him—they had to treat him with caution.
“Why would he suddenly come to the Mortal Palace...”
“Could it be because of this matter?”
Jiang Chuchu was somewhat dazed. Just now she had thought she misheard, and only after seeing the elders transform into divine rainbows to go welcome him did she react—Gu Changge had actually really come to the Mortal Palace.
This made her heart flustered, and it took her a long time to calm down.
“It seems it should be because of the Demon-Burying Abyss... but this sort of thing should have nothing to do with him.”
“Why would he come running over again...”
Jiang Chuchu felt somewhat moved in her heart, yet also somewhat embarrassed. Thinking of what she would do if Gu Changge bullied her like before...
Should she refuse? Or submit? Thinking of what had happened before, rosy clouds could not help rising on her face, and it took a good while before she recovered her previous calm, showing no abnormality.
And just as Jiang Chuchu’s mind was in chaos, sounds already came from outside the great hall.
The elders from before, wearing fawning smiles, followed beside a young man, entering rather deferentially.
The young man wore a smile, dressed in black robes with wide sleeves, his figure tall and straight, exuding a noble and mysterious aura, his temperament transcendent and otherworldly—just standing there, he commanded an presence that heaven, earth, and all living beings could not ignore.
Jiang Chuchu quickly glanced at him, then quickly withdrew her gaze, as if her eyes watched her nose and her nose watched her heart, sitting cross-legged in place, looking quite serene.
“So the Saintess has already spoken to Young Master Changge about the Demon-Burying Abyss—then we can rest assured.”
“In that case, we shall take our leave first.”
After speaking, the elders quickly withdrew, leaving the palace, not daring to disturb Gu Changge and Jiang Chuchu.
Although they did not know what relationship the two shared, since Jiang Chuchu could persuade Gu Changge to handle the matter of the Demon-Burying Abyss, it was presumably not simple.
“Do you really not want to see me that much?”
“The moment you see me, you lower your head like this?”
Gu Changge spoke, staring at her with great interest.
Hearing this, Jiang Chuchu raised her head, her crystalline, calm eyes like flawless black gemstones, shimmering with moving luster.
She gave an “mm,” then, as if explaining, said, “I don’t want to see you—unless you treat me better.”
Gu Changge could not help laughing. He grabbed a prayer mat and sat down beside her, saying, “The moment I learned you couldn’t handle the Demon-Burying Abyss matter, I rushed over to the Mortal Palace without stopping. What more do you want from me?”
Although Jiang Chuchu had guessed his purpose just now, hearing it from Gu Changge’s own mouth still made her quite happy.
But at the thought that Gu Changge might use this to make demands...
She grew somewhat wary, her eyes fixed tightly on him, practically writing the words “don’t you dare get any funny ideas” on her face.
Ever since learning last time that she could not simply submit to Gu Changge, she had understood that many things could not be done according to his demands—otherwise he would find new ways to bully her.
“How did you find out about the Demon-Burying Abyss?”
Jiang Chuchu asked, intending to change the subject.
“That’s a question you should ask yourself. If you could handle it, why would I go to all this trouble?”
Gu Changge’s tone was rather helpless as he asked, “Do you expect me to just watch you march off to the Demon-Burying Abyss to die?”
“I...”
Jiang Chuchu had not expected Gu Changge to say such a thing. Before this, he had always been cold and fierce toward her, his attitude quite nasty.
Him speaking like this today made her very unaccustomed to it—she even felt somewhat overwhelmed by the favor.
Could it be that he really promised her he would treat her better? “You what?”
Gu Changge interrupted her, his gaze falling on her face. “Go on then—how do you plan to repay me now? I came all this way to help you solve the Demon-Burying Abyss problem. Shouldn’t I get some compensation?”
Jiang Chuchu had expected Gu Changge to say this. Her pretty face reddened slightly, and she could not help retorting, “The two of us are grasshoppers tied to the same rope now. Besides, you promised me you’d treat me better. Gu Changge, you bastard, you’ve broken your word again.”
Gu Changge could not help chuckling. “So what you mean is... you plan to get something for nothing again, like before? You sure have a beautiful imagination, Jiang Chuchu.”
“I never asked you to come help me...”
Jiang Chuchu felt very wronged, but she could not withstand Gu Changge’s threatening expression. In the end, she gritted her teeth and said, “Then... then I’ll let you kiss me once.”
She felt she could not compromise—this was already her greatest concession.
Though in her heart she was still somewhat worried, afraid Gu Changge would act like before.
With her strength, she absolutely could not resist Gu Changge.
“That’s it?”
Gu Changge raised an eyebrow. He had originally just planned to tease her—he had not expected Jiang Chuchu to actually take it seriously.
Jiang Chuchu thought he was dissatisfied. Her heart panicked, and she added, “Then... twice?”
This was the first time Gu Changge had discovered that this girl could actually be this stupid—he had never noticed before. She was, after all, the Saintess of the Mortal Palace, so why did her IQ plummet in a straight line the moment she ran into him?
“Fine, fine, twice it is. Consider yourself getting a bargain.”
Gu Changge shook his head slightly, his tone that of someone taking a loss.
The next moment, Jiang Chuchu’s beautiful eyes went wide as she tried to push him away. “Mmmph...”
This bastard really broke his word again!