The Fortuitous One of the Profound Sword World, a Cultivation Talent That Multiplies Geometrically
The Fortuitous One of the Profound Sword World, a Cultivation Talent That Multiplies Geometrically
The man dressed as a steward looked to be only in his twenties, with handsome features and an extraordinary bearing. Though he wore a steward’s attire, his expression was calm and composed, carrying an air of reclusive refinement.
He walked over carrying a jade tray laden with various fruits and wine, clearly having received the Old City Lord’s instructions.
“Lin En, set the things down here for now.”
The Old City Lord’s expression turned slightly stern as he waved for the steward to withdraw.
However, the man named Lin En did not move. Instead, he asked with what seemed like surprise, “From... the Outer Territory?”
His gaze fell upon Gu Changge, and he narrowed his eyes slightly before saying deferentially, “City Lord daren, I can protect you and the xiaojie.”
The Old City Lord nodded, though his expression remained unchanged, still filled with intense wariness.
When Ah Qing had mentioned Gu Changge’s origins earlier, everyone in the hall had been stunned, unable to believe their ears.
Once they recovered, their faces changed drastically. They stared in shock and couldn’t help but retreat several steps.
In their eyes, the Otherworldly Sky Demons came from the Outer Territory—mysterious in origin, terrifying in strength, and endless in number.
In the current Profound Sword World, merely mentioning the Otherworldly Sky Demons was enough to make anyone’s face turn pale. There was no one who didn’t feel fear.
And now, this Gu Changge before them was also from the Outer Territory—how could this not shock them?
At once, the Old City Lord and Ah Qing’s mother tensed up, both staring at Gu Changge with utmost vigilance.
“Grandfather, Mother, don’t be like this. Gu gongzi is a good person, completely different from what you’re imagining.”
Ah Qing had known things would turn out this way. Though exasperated, she explained once more, telling them that Gu Changge was different from those Otherworldly Sky Demons.
He bore no malice toward the Profound Sword World. Not only had he saved her life, he had also saved Princess Xuan Die.
“So that’s how it is...”
The Old City Lord and Ah Qing’s mother still looked half-convinced, though inwardly they relaxed somewhat.
Thinking it over carefully, if Gu Changge truly harbored ill intentions toward them... they wouldn’t be able to resist at all.
Moreover, with Princess Xuan Die present, this matter couldn’t be false.
“My apologies, Gu gongzi, for letting you be misunderstood again.”
Ah Qing spoke apologetically to Gu Changge beside her.
Gu Changge’s face remained gentle as jade. He waved his hand slightly and smiled, “It’s nothing. To me, this is but a trivial matter.”
Ah Qing gave a soft hum of acknowledgment, her heart filled with strange thoughts.
Whether it was when he saved her in the Beyond, or during this journey back to the Profound Sword World where he was misunderstood by everyone—
Gu Changge had always maintained this refined, gentle demeanor, as if even if the sky fell, his expression wouldn’t change in the slightest.
Though she was single-mindedly devoted to the Dao, obsessed with sword cultivation, and determined to surpass her father, she was, after all, still a teenage girl.
During this time, certain emotions that shouldn’t exist kept sprouting in her heart. Fortunately, she had hidden them well and never let them show.
To her, Gu Changge was not merely a savior—he was a ray of light piercing through the darkness in her moment of despair.
“My actions just now were quite rude. I hope Gu gongzi won’t take offense.”
The Old City Lord was, after all, a man who had seen much of the world. Having calmed down, he cupped his hands in apology to Gu Changge.
Gu Changge smiled and said, “It’s fine. These are special times, and your reaction was only natural.”
Seeing that Gu Changge’s easygoing attitude didn’t seem feigned, the Old City Lord and the others relaxed once more, no longer as tense and wary as before.
“Grandfather, who is this?”
At this moment, Ah Qing noticed the young man dressed as a steward standing beside the Old City Lord and asked with some confusion.
In her memory, the steward of Ancient Mulberry City was an old servant, extremely aged.
How had he become a strange young man?
“His name is Lin En. He’s Old Lin’s grandson. Some time ago, Old Lin passed away from illness, and Lin En came seeking us with a token, hoping to find work here in Ancient Mulberry City. I saw that he was mature and steady, quick and capable, and reliable in his work, so I had him take over Old Lin’s duties.”
The Old City Lord explained, his eyes filled with satisfaction whenever he mentioned Lin En.
“I see.” Ah Qing nodded and withdrew her scrutinizing gaze from Lin En.
“Greetings, xiaojie.” Lin En had been standing beside the Old City Lord with a constant smile. Seeing this, he now spoke up, greeting Ah Qing.
He was of medium build, with extremely handsome features and a calm, steady demeanor that gave people a sense of trustworthiness.
“During this time, we’ve owed much to Lin En. Otherwise, who knows what chaos Ancient Mulberry City would have fallen into. Some time ago, when your father’s enemies came to our door, it was also Lin En who helped mediate the situation.”
Ah Qing’s mother added from the side, extremely satisfied with this young steward.
“Mother, rest assured. Now that I’m back, leave those enemies to me. If they dare show up again, I’ll make sure they never return.” Ah Qing’s face carried a trace of cold killing intent.
“A steward...” Gu Changge’s thoughtful gaze fell upon the man named Lin En.
The original steward had barely died of illness before his grandson showed up with a token seeking them out.
Such a thing was far too coincidental.
Moreover, he sensed an unusually familiar aura from this man.
A Fortuitous One!
And moreover, one with an extremely vast Fortuity.
So this Profound Sword World also had beings like Fortuitous Ones—and he had happened to run into one here of all places?
This struck Gu Changge as somewhat strange. If one called it coincidence, he didn’t quite believe it.
He had felt earlier that this Ancient Mulberry City was no simple place. Though it looked extremely remote and desolate, it harbored spiritual beauty within, bearing the signs of a convergence of ten thousand sources.
Thinking of it this way, this Fortuitous One’s arrival here was not as simple as it appeared on the surface.
Furthermore, with the identity of the City Lord Manor’s steward, whatever he did within Ancient Mulberry City would be effortless and wouldn’t arouse the slightest suspicion.
“And I keep feeling that this person isn’t his true body—more like an avatar...”
“Ah Qing’s father’s enemies back then were probably dealt with by him as well.”
Gu Changge thought of all this and couldn’t help but smile, though he chose not to alert the snake by beating the grass. He was actually rather curious about what this Fortuitous One was trying to do.
If this was merely an avatar, then where was his true body?
Because of Ah Qing’s return, the entire Ancient Mulberry City grew lively.
The City Lord Manor held a grand banquet. At this juncture of tense warfare and looming gloom, it finally diluted some of the haze hanging over everyone’s hearts.
However, news of Gu Changge’s origins circulated only within the City Lord Manor and was not spread outside, so as to avoid causing unnecessary commotion.
At the banquet, upon learning in detail of Ah Qing’s tragic experiences during this time—how she had nearly been shot dead as a captive—
The Old City Lord and the others felt waves of lingering fear, their hearts palpitating. The last trace of doubt they held toward Gu Changge was dispelled.
If not for Gu Changge, Ah Qing would likely have long been buried in the Outer Territory. How could she have returned safely?
By both sentiment and reason, Gu Changge was their great benefactor.
“So the Outer Territory is such a vast world, a convergence point of all the heavens...”
At the banquet, the young steward Lin En, who had been quietly directing the maids to serve various delicacies,
kept his ear tilted toward the conversation coming from Gu Changge’s side, his expression showing considerable interest.
In the beginning, he had thought that the Earth Sword Immortal Realm of the Profound Sword World was the pinnacle of this world.
It wasn’t until later, when he learned of the Otherworldly Sky Demons’ invasion and that other worlds existed beyond the sky, that he suddenly understood.
So the Earth Sword Immortal Realm was merely another starting point. Beyond it lay an even vaster world waiting for him.
“The world is vast, and realms are endless. What kind of world lies above the Earth Sword Immortal Realm?”
Lin En couldn’t help but lose himself in yearning.
He felt he had already reached the limit this world could bear, reaching the point where he could shatter the void, yet he still couldn’t take that final step.
Perhaps only by transcending this world and going to that so-called convergence point of all heavens could he break through the final shackle.
“Legend has it that this Ancient Mulberry City was the secluded residence of a peerless Sword Immortal eight hundred thousand years ago. He is also the only one on record to have successfully shattered the void.”
“What a pity that after searching here for half a year, I still can’t find the Handwritten Notes or relics he left behind...”
After the banquet ended, Lin En strolled through the courtyards, his gaze gradually deepening, a temperament entirely different from before emerging on his person.
Ancient Mulberry City had been touched by the aura of that peerless Sword Immortal from eight hundred thousand years ago.
Even after so much time, it remained extraordinary. Many areas bore mysterious imprints of charm that could aid one in comprehending the Dao and cultivating.
However, what he cared about was not that peerless Sword Immortal’s insights, but the cultivation technique that peerless Sword Immortal had left behind.
From the day he was born, he had possessed a terrifying cultivation talent beyond ordinary people.
For the same technique, if his cultivation speed the first time was one,
then the speed afterward would become two, four, eight... increasing at a terrifying geometric rate.
This led to one result: any technique in his hands could quickly be cultivated to perfection.
In a short span of time, his cultivation had already reached a terrifying level that his peers could hardly hope to match.
But the problem he faced next was that he could no longer find techniques to break through to higher realms.
Even among the major sects and powers of the current Profound Sword World—such as the Shu Sect, Kong Mountain, Sword Cliff... none had techniques suitable for him.
In the end, it was by chance that he saw records about Ancient Mulberry City in an ancient text, which was why he came to try his luck, hoping to find the legacy left by that peerless Sword Immortal from eight hundred thousand years ago.
“If I still can’t find it in the next few days, I’ll have no choice but to return to the Shu Sect.”
“Shixiong suddenly used the Sword Immortal Order to summon all the Sword Immortals under heaven—what exactly is this about?”
Lin En’s figure gradually faded, vanishing from the courtyard as he resumed his search throughout Ancient Mulberry City.
He was originally a disciple of the Shu Sect. However, because the shifu he apprenticed under was of high seniority, his status within the Shu Sect was very high, and he was respectfully addressed as Little Shizu.
But in terms of actual age, he was only in his twenties.
Within the City Lord Manor, Gu Changge temporarily resided in a courtyard with an extremely quiet and serene environment.
A small bridge over flowing water, pavilions with upturned eaves, drifting blossoms and clear springs tinkling melodiously—extremely elegant.
From next door, he could even hear Princess Xuan Die playing the qin, the notes clear and moving like a hundred birds warbling, lending the place a rather leisurely air.
“Looks like that fellow is searching for something.”
Gu Changge’s divine sense swept out from this place, nearly enveloping the entire Ancient Mulberry City, so he quickly discovered the whereabouts of that young steward Lin En.
After leaving the City Lord Manor, he had turned into a wisp of green smoke, drifting through various parts of the city as if searching for something.
This made Gu Changge rather intrigued.
But suddenly, his eyebrows rose as he looked toward a certain area of Ancient Mulberry City.
There had originally been a lush ancient forest there, growing large swaths of ancient mulberry and ancient locust trees,
though most had long since withered.
The old trees were dried up one by one, many of their trunks hollowed out, yet they tenaciously lived on, coiling across the land like dragons.
From within those trunks, strange phenomena were now manifesting.
Wisps of purple qi rose and steamed between heaven and earth. In a trance, phantom images even appeared, with millions of strands of Sword Qi interweaving and blooming.
It was as if a supreme Sword Immortal had once practiced his sword here, and heaven and earth had branded his Dao charm and aura into the land, which after countless ages had seeped into this soil.
“Wonderful. Finally found it.” Lin En’s figure appeared in this ancient mulberry forest, rare excitement surfacing on his face.
Even across hundreds of thousands of years, he could feel the supreme Sword Qi branded into this place. Even a single residual wisp was enough to glimpse the might of its original master.
Truly worthy of the title of peerless Sword Immortal.
If he comprehended the Dao here, he might just be able to sense that Sword Immortal’s legacy.
At once, Lin En didn’t hesitate. He casually cast out several sword seals to prevent anyone from coming to disturb him, then went deep into the ancient mulberry forest and sat down cross-legged.
Gu Changge’s divine sense had been watching this scene the whole time. When he saw the excitement on Lin En’s face, his gaze suddenly turned playful.
“Since you want the legacy, then I’ll give it to you.”
He smiled, then used his vast divine sense to enact an ancient language.
To be precise, this was not any language at all, but merely a divine sense—as if passing through eternity, reverberating across hundreds of millions of years, as if piercing through an entire starfield and universe to reappear in the world.
“What?!”
How powerful was Lin En’s spiritual sense? Yet under the aftershock of this divine sense transmission, his face turned deathly pale, a mouthful of blood sprayed from his lips, and he nearly shattered apart.