No Regrets About Doing It—Everyone Is Fighting to Cross Over
No Regrets About Doing It—Everyone Is Fighting to Cross Over
The Violet Supreme Alchemy Pill was a legendary pill of the Beyond, one that could be called an Immortal Pill. Because of the unique method of its refinement, it had been passed down since countless epochs ago.
Moreover, because of its astonishing medicinal effects—it could help Cultivators break through realm after realm in succession, and was even said to be capable of shattering the shackles of one’s innate Cultivation Root, allowing one to step into another world entirely.
However, precisely because of the pill’s extraordinary nature, it suffered heavenly tribulation, and even its pill formula was destroyed, vanishing without a trace into the River of Time ever since.
That the Violet Supreme Alchemy Sect could become one of the great alchemy sects of the Beyond, enjoying such renown, was in fact deeply connected to this Violet Supreme Alchemy Pill.
Back then, when Gu Changge sent Lin Qiuhan to the Violet Supreme Alchemy Sect, he had only been thinking of not wasting her talent in the Dao of Alchemy, and additionally wanted to borrow the sect’s hand to cultivate her.
As for the matter of the Violet Supreme Alchemy Pill, it was only later, when Lin Qiuhan told him about it, that he learned of it.
As long as the pill formula was complete, and suitable materials and a pill furnace were found, refinement could begin—though there might be failures at the start.
The current environment of heaven and earth had not yet recovered to that of the ancient era, so perhaps no pill tribulation would be encountered when refining this pill. Although that might affect some of its medicinal efficacy, it would still be astonishing enough.
Lin Qiuhan wore a plain-colored long robe, her figure slender and tall, her face lightly dusted with powder.
When she spoke of refining the Violet Supreme Alchemy Pill, she was full of excitement, her eyes shining.
After all, this was a legendary Immortal Pill. Practically every alchemist spent their entire life pursuing such a thing—just to glimpse the pill formula would make this life worthwhile. To hear the Dao in the morning and die in the evening would be enough; there would be no regrets.
“Regarding the pill furnace, I’ll have someone search for one. If it really can’t be found, we’ll have one reforged,” Gu Changge said with a slight nod.
To refine a pill of the Violet Supreme Alchemy Pill’s level, the pill furnace’s grade certainly couldn’t be too poor. It didn’t need to be a Dao Artifact, but it couldn’t be far off either.
The people around him couldn’t cultivate as quickly as he did, but Gu Changge would still find ways to help them as much as possible.
Yue Mingkong, Jiang Chuchu, Gu Xianer... their strength, compared to the younger generation, was already very formidable, but in Gu Changge’s eyes, they were still far, far too weak.
They were still far from even the Sacred Emperor Realm, let alone Quasi-Emperor, True Daoist, or even Immortality.
The descent of this Age of Immortal Ascension was, in truth, an opportunity for every Cultivator.
The younger generation of today all possessed terrifying talent, and all were striving to catch up, wanting to seize that sliver of opportunity.
“I definitely won’t disappoint you, Gongzi,” Lin Qiuhan said, her gaze full of solemnity. With her current attainments in alchemy, she had some confidence in refining the Violet Supreme Alchemy Pill.
Gu Changge nodded. He was quite at ease with her.
She was someone he had brought up from the Overworld himself, and over all these years, though he had rarely paid her much attention, her loyalty to him had never changed.
“I’ve already given instructions regarding the materials. Someone will deliver them to the Violet Supreme Alchemy Sect.”
“I’ll also make arrangements for the star territories nearby. No one will disturb your alchemy.”
He spoke again, eliminating in advance all karma that might affect this matter.
Lin Qiuhan knew that the Beyond was now in great turmoil, and that some alchemy sects had already been destroyed.
These days, the Sect Master and Elders of the Violet Supreme Alchemy Sect had all been deeply uneasy, fearing the sect would be devoured and occupied.
In peacetime, with the alchemy sect’s transcendent status and connections, naturally no one would dare provoke it lightly.
But now, even those immortal orthodoxies and supreme great sects had been destroyed one after another.
This time, they had gone to the distant Resplendence Universe, attempting to seize the Opportunity to Become an Immortal, only to all die tragically there, with scarcely any survivors.
A force called the Dark Heaven rose swiftly, sweeping across all heavens and myriad worlds.
Many orthodoxies were submerged or destroyed in succession, and practically every Cultivator who heard those four words would feel their heart palpitate with dread.
Lin Qiuhan naturally knew of these matters too, and felt unease and worry in her heart.
Of course, she didn’t know that the master of this Dark Heaven—which filled the entire Beyond with fear and unease—was standing right before her at this very moment.
Gu Changge had no plans to tell her these things for now.
After leaving the Violet Supreme Alchemy Sect, Gu Changge made another trip to the Chaotic Star Territory to see the pair of sisters, Ji Qing and Su Qingge.
After her cultivation was sealed, Su Qingge had been living here ever since, in a quiet, secluded courtyard, playing the zither every day, her state of mind gradually growing peaceful.
Previously, her cultivation technique had affected her state of mind, and on top of that, she had always regarded Gu Changge as her hope and the support of her life. She had never imagined that all along, she had merely been a pitiful chess piece in Gu Changge’s hand. Her world collapsed in an instant, and only then did a heart demon arise.
Back on the mountain, she had also been bewitched by Chan Hongyi’s words and nearly fell into demonic ways.
But now, she instead possessed a kind of indifference born of seeing through all worldly affairs. When Gu Changge arrived, she felt neither fear nor regret, and remained the same as before, as if none of those things had ever happened.
“Congratulations on your marriage to Empress Mingkong, Gongzi. It’s just a pity I couldn’t witness that grand occasion with my own eyes.”
Su Qingge was dressed in white, her hair soft and smooth, her face lustrous white like jade, her features exquisitely flawless, her temperament cold and otherworldly—just as she had been back at the Supreme Stygian Holy Land in the Overworld.
Gu Changge smiled but didn’t say anything more. In truth, from the very beginning, his treatment of Su Qingge had carried only the intent to use her.
Actually, it wasn’t just Su Qingge—everyone around him was the same.
Even later, when he learned of Su Qingge’s identity as the inheritor of that legacy, he had simply gone along with it, putting on an act and using her as a chess piece.
Su Qingge had regarded him as her sole support and reliance, believing that his kindness toward her all this time had been genuine.
But after learning the truth from Chan Hongyi, she felt it all was far too cruel—her world had collapsed, and thus a heart demon was born.
Gu Changge naturally wouldn’t blame her. Otherwise, back at the Battlefield of Hundred Worlds, he would have already struck and killed her, rather than bringing her back to the Chaotic Star Territory.
In this life, he had schemed against many people and used many people, rarely entrusting his true heart to anyone.
No—not rarely. Practically never.
Even toward Yue Mingkong, Jiang Chuchu, and Gu Xianer at the start, he had harbored intentions of using them.
Gu Changge naturally had no right to demand how others should treat him either. And back then, he did not regret doing it.
“During this time, your complexion has improved greatly compared to before.”
He looked at the beautiful face so close at hand and chuckled softly, then undid the seal on her cultivation, saying nothing more, offering no explanation.
Su Qingge stared blankly as Gu Changge’s feathered sleeves fluttered and he departed into the distance. It was a long while before she came back to her senses.
“Thank you, Gongzi.”
After a moment of silence, she said softly in her heart.
Based on her understanding of Gu Changge, not killing her at the first opportunity was already his greatest mercy—or perhaps tenderness—toward her.
During this time, playing the zither daily to nurture her temperament, she had actually long since thought everything through.
In this world, everyone is fighting to cross over, wanting to reach the other shore—some ferrying others, some ferrying themselves.
Gu Changge had his own way of crossing, and she had her own way of crossing. Neither had the right to demand what the other should do.
Everything was one’s own choice, and whatever consequences resulted belonged to oneself as well.