Absolutely a Young Immortal King, Everything Understood Without Words
Absolutely a Young Immortal King, Everything Understood Without Words
“As long as Shifu is satisfied.”
Chan Hongyi’s voice seemed to shift ever so slightly, but her eyes remained fixed intently on Changge.
It was as if she could see right through him, knowing exactly what he was truly thinking in his heart.
The Gu Changge she knew would never consider others or anything else for the sake of his own interests.
Which was to say, right now, he truly did not care in the slightest about his identity as the founder of the Primary Hope Holy Church being exposed.
In Chan Hongyi’s view, there were only two possibilities: either Changge had a way to deny this fact.
Or he had long since made complete preparations, and even if he made an enemy of the entire Beyond, he would not care in the least.
But no matter which it was, neither could affect Changge in the slightest.
For a moment, a sense of admiration arose in her heart. It seemed there was nothing in this world that could truly affect Gu Changge.
Not even making him show anger or unease was possible.
“A heartless person... does he truly have no weaknesses?” A crimson hue spread through Chan Hongyi’s eyes, though it quickly returned to normal.
“Since you’ve come to ask for a cup of wine, then take a seat.”
Gu Changge seemed to know many of Chan Hongyi’s thoughts. He spoke indifferently, then gestured with his hand, inviting her to sit.
A visitor was a guest. At a time like this, he naturally would not make things too difficult for Chan Hongyi.
Hearing this, Chan Hongyi gave him a deep look, said nothing more, and walked toward a seat to the side.
Even though there was an unresolved hatred between her and Changge, she was not foolish enough to fight Gu Changge at a time like this.
Not to mention this was the territory of the Family of Immortals.
Seeing this, the other guests all made way, extremely fearful of Chan Hongyi, unwilling to get close to her.
The leaders of many Cults of Immortality and supreme Dao lineages furrowed their brows slightly. Not seeing Gu Changge and Chan Hongyi come to blows left them rather disappointed.
“A visitor is naturally a guest, but in my Immortal Gu Family, no matter what your identity or origins, you must abide by my Gu Family’s rules.”
An Ancestor of the Gu Family spoke with a slight frown, feeling that Chan Hongyi had come with ill intent and might cause some trouble.
Right now, that Immortal’s Corpse that had fallen from who-knows-where was still within the territory of the Immortal Gu Family, radiating a terrifying aura.
If it was not handled properly, the Immortal’s Corpse mutating, or even a wisp of its aura leaking out, could cause a tremendous catastrophe.
However, hearing this, Chan Hongyi merely swept an indifferent glance over this Gu Family Ancestor and paid him no mind.
Her gaze, instead, frequently fell upon Yue Mingkong, Gu Xianer, Jiang Chuchu, and the others.
Based on her understanding of Gu Changge, a man like him was absolutely cold-blooded and heartless, and would never waste time or energy on so-called romantic attachments.
So she had no intention whatsoever of moving against Yue Mingkong and the others, not believing Gu Changge would care about them.
Even if she struck and killed Yue Mingkong, Gu Xianer, and the rest, Gu Changge probably would not be stirred in the slightest. At most, to maintain his persona, he would move against her for revenge.
“Pitiful creatures, thinking that loving him enough will earn his regard, when even I am nothing but a chess piece.”
Chan Hongyi’s gaze carried a trace of pity as it swept over Yue Mingkong.
After that, the wedding that had been interrupted by the arrival of the demoness in red continued. Gu Changge and Yue Mingkong had already completed the bowing to heaven and earth, and the many remaining ceremonial details were quickly finished.
The banquet continued. Maids carried wine and spirit fruits back and forth, cups clinked, and the atmosphere was incomparably lively.
Yet the guests within the palace hall each harbored their own thoughts. Many were speculating about Gu Changge’s true identity, eager to learn about the matters of the Forbidden Epoch.
Before this, they had only thought Gu Changge might be the reincarnation of some Absolute Being, and that because he possessed the Dao Fruit of a past life, his cultivation speed was so terrifying.
That was something one could only envy.
Just like the Mortal One of the Mortal Palace, who through the method of reincarnation could reach the peak at extreme speed in every life, leaving the prodigies of his same era in despair.
Judging from these many signs, Gu Changge’s origins far exceeded imagination. Even the Mortal One could not compare.
Before the Forbidden Epoch, the Beyond and the Celestial Domain had been connected as one, the laws of heaven and earth complete, immortal traces manifesting. Even Immortal Kings frequently appeared, preaching the Dao at various Practice Grounds.
So everyone was speculating that Gu Changge was at the very least an Immortal King from the era of the Forbidden Epoch.
If news like this spread, how great a sensation would it cause? It was simply unimaginable.
Who knew whether, after the Celestial Path descended, Gu Changge would recover his original strength?
At that time, he would truly be a genuine Immortal King, single-handedly sweeping across the entire Beyond.
From another perspective, the strength of the demoness in red, Chan Hongyi, could not be underestimated either. She was at least a Celestial Realm existence.
In fact, many experienced figures had already sensed at this point that the environment of heaven and earth was slowly changing. Some laws that had once been impossible to comprehend seemed to be emerging.
This filled them with wild joy, feeling that a true great era of the Celestial Dao was descending.
“At the very least a young Immortal King. No wonder we are so far beneath him.”
Meanwhile, the Phoenix Lady, the King of Six Crowns, and the many other Young Prodigies of Gu Changge’s generation, upon learning this truth, all smiled bitterly, somewhat understanding now why they had been crushed breathless by such a person.
Their lifelong goal was to achieve Dao in this life, then use the Celestial Gate to reach the Celestial Realm.
But Gu Changge had stood, countless ages ago, at a height they could not even glimpse by looking up.
How could they compare? It would only add to their despair.
Time flowed on, and the banquet drew to its end. After the many guests raised their cups in congratulations, they began planning to take their leave.
Chan Hongyi quietly watched Changge raise his cup and smile his thanks to the guests, her expression somewhat dazed. Once upon a time, this had been a scene she had fantasized about.
For a moment, she remembered that little girl in red at the foot of the mountain back then.
She had timidly tugged at Shifu’s sleeve and said that when she grew up, she would marry Shifu.
All of it was but a dream, an illusion, a bubble.
Chan Hongyi gave Gu Changge one deep, final look, then her figure strode out of the great hall and quickly vanished, causing the many experts present to quietly breathe sighs of relief.
Even veteran experts would feel their hearts palpitate with unease when facing Chan Hongyi, let alone ordinary cultivators.
That terrifying demonic aura, like a vast ocean, pressed down upon them from all directions, practically suffocating.
Changge glanced in her direction, a strange light flashing through his eyes, but he said nothing.
It seemed he had perhaps wronged Chan Hongyi somewhat. Had she come here merely to attend the wedding? Or had she understood the gap between them now and tactfully departed?
But he did not wish to dwell on such things now.
Candlelight flickered. Gu Changge bid farewell to the many guests and walked into the bridal chamber. Outside, the starry night was brilliant, the Milky Way shining brightly, radiating a soft glow.
The room was filled with warmth. A graceful, breathtakingly beautiful woman sat there, phoenix crown upon her head, a red veil covering her face.
This wedding, in the end, had gone off without a hitch. Chan Hongyi’s arrival, though unexpected, had been within control and of no consequence.
“Husband, the hour grows late.”
A gentle, pleasant voice came from before him. Yue Mingkong had been waiting for him for a long time already.
She did not wish to concern herself with the many matters outside.
What she should know, Gu Changge would tell her. What she should not know, she would not ask about.
“Sorry to keep you waiting.”
Gu Changge smiled, stepped forward, and gently lifted the red veil, revealing a face of unmatched, peerless beauty.
Their gazes met, and everything was understood without words.