Chapter 0: A Benevolent Person, Gu Feiyan
“Uh…” The Purple Extreme Demonic Sect disciple stammered, unable to speak for a long time. Seeing that Sect Master Zhao Xinting had already adopted a grand and heroic posture, he felt even more downcast.
Zhao Xinting glanced at the disciple and asked in a deep voice, “Do you have anything else to say?”
The disciple trembled slightly in fear, gritted his teeth, and said intermittently, “Three days ago, Demon Master appeared in Guyue City, Chu Zhou, and was offended by ignorant locals. He then summoned his Divine Feather Dharma Image to awe the surroundings…”
“What?”
Zhao Xinting frowned, pondered for a moment, and said, “How is this possible? Could it be that Esteemed Master didn’t enter the Mortal Transformation Stage out of necessity because his Dharma Aspect Realm breakthrough was imminent, and that’s why he emerged? Otherwise, he should have been severely restricted for a long time and unable to unleash his full power! This is terrible.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Xinting’s body trembled violently. However, his expression remained calm and composed, as if a mountain had collapsed before him without changing his color, or a tsunami had struck behind him without disturbing his peace. He was indeed a generation’s overlord in the demonic path.
The white-haired Left Guardian said expressionlessly, “Go prepare a new pair of pants. No, two pairs.”
“Yes!” The Right Guardian, already accustomed to such situations, nodded slightly and left the main hall.
Only the disciple looked bewildered. What was the Mortal Transformation stage? Cultivators at his level seemed to lack the qualifications to access such secret information.
“As expected of my esteemed master, I truly cannot fathom his thoughts,” Zhao Xinting tilted his head back, a bright and captivating smile curving the corner of his mouth. “Since Esteemed Master is still hesitant, then Xinting will take the first step on his behalf.”
“Sect Master!”
Upon hearing this, the Left Guardian’s eyes widened in disbelief.
Zhao Xinting clasped his hands behind his back and looked into the distance. “Immediately issue an order. Proclaim to the world that I will enter the Bone Tomb for secluded cultivation starting today!”
“Sect Master, you intend to…”
“Precisely.”
Zhao Xinting, with full confidence, sneered, “I will ostensibly go into seclusion to cultivate. In reality, I will go all out to prepare for entering the Mortal Transformation Stage. I will seal my heaven-shattering cultivation and descend among ordinary people. When I have gathered enough faith, and the masses sincerely build temples and cast golden bodies for me, I can break through the final shackles of the Dharma Aspect Realm in one fell swoop and become invincible in the world!”
“At that time, even my old master will never dare to be boisterous in front of me again!”
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The Jin Dui Mountain Range in Chu Zhou is the location of the Seed Demon Sacred Cult.
Led by the black-robed old man, Qin Gou was first questioned about several matters under the influence of a unique lie-detection secret technique used by a group of deacons, to prevent him from being an enemy spy.
Regarding these questions, such as background, cultivation, and true name, Qin Gou answered truthfully. For the question of ‘background,’ Qin Gou directly stated it was ‘Zi Ling, Chu Zhou,’ and Arc-Moon Mountain was indeed a peak within the Zi Ling region.
After these procedures, the black-robed old man asked Qin Gou to move around the sect to familiarize himself with the new environment, while he immediately piloted a spirit boat towards the main hall of the Seed Demon Sacred Cult.
The still-unconscious Little Fatty, Chen Keshua, was taken away by another group of deacons. It was unknown if this pitiful little fatty would regret his decision to travel with Qin Gou after waking up.
Over half an hour, Qin Gou witnessed the fierce customs of a demonic sect. Within minutes, he would see a pair of disciples with grudges against each other openly engaging in spellcasting battles in front of a crowd.
Injuries like broken bones were considered minor. Some even had their cultivation crippled and lay on the ground, their lives uncertain.
As for such situations, the patrolling deacons had clearly become accustomed to it, mostly turning a blind eye and not intervening.
Suddenly, he saw a large group of disciples gathered ahead, exclaiming from time to time. Qin Gou couldn’t help but walk forward out of curiosity.
He saw a young male disciple dressed in purple kneeling on one knee, blocking a woman’s path.
The woman had bright eyes and white teeth, with smooth black hair reaching her hips. She wore tight black clothing that accentuated her curvaceous, devilish figure – a slender waist, a rounded neck, full breasts, and ample hips. A pair of straight, slender legs showed no excess flesh, tightly wrapped by black dream silkworm stockings from the Western Regions, adding to her alluring charm.
She possessed a natural charm that embodied the spiritual grace of heaven and earth. Every frown and smile exuded ten thousand seductive styles, captivating the soul and drawing the heart.
“Senior Sister Gu, Yang Buchu is willing to be your servant and work for you! I only wish to stay by your side, Senior Sister Gu,” the young disciple seemed to not dare to look up, instead staring intensely at the woman’s tall and alluring jade legs.
Hearing this, Qin Gou, who was among the crowd, raised an eyebrow. Senior Sister Gu? Could this alluring young woman with a natural charm be the ultimate target of his mission – Gu Feiyan?
Unexpectedly, Gu Feiyan walked straight ahead, as if she hadn’t even noticed the man groveling at her feet like a dog. She seemed not to have heard his words as she gracefully continued walking.
Seeing this, a hint of panic appeared on Yang Buchu’s face. He quickly moved, getting even closer to Gu Feiyan, and shouted, “Senior Sister Gu, Yang Buchu is by no means a shameless wretch who covets the massive resources you possess. I sincerely admire you, Senior Sister Gu! Yang Buchu does not need any reward. I only hope that one day I can ride alongside Senior Sister Gu and enjoy the scenery of Chang’an!”
Gu Feiyan still did not respond. Her beautiful face was as cold as frost, and she didn’t even glance at Yang Buchu.
“If Senior Sister Gu does not agree, from today onwards, Yang Buchu will kneel here forever! Can you bear it, Senior Sister Gu?” Yang Buchu looked up, gazing with infatuation and heat at Gu Feiyan’s devilishly alluring perfect curves, and shouted through gritted teeth.
However, at this moment.
Gu Feiyan’s fair and soft small hand fiercely drew the whip from her waist and swung it down with a whistling sound.
With a ‘crack.’
The whip sharply struck Yang Buchu’s face, sending him rolling several meters, leaving a bloody lash mark.
Yang Buchu clutched his face, screaming in agonizing pain.
Gu Feiyan lightly pursed her red lips, a wicked and stunning smile blooming at the corner of her mouth. It was as dangerous as a venomous snake yet possessed a fatal attraction.
“What kind of trash dares to block this young lady’s path?”
“If you like kneeling, then I’ll grant your wish. You will kneel here, without eating or drinking, for three full months. If you are still alive by then, you can be a dog at my feet. That might be acceptable.”
Subsequently, Gu Feiyan swept away arrogantly.
Upon receiving the order, several deacons forcefully pressed Yang Buchu to kneel on the ground.
For a moment, Yang Buchu choked, crying like a child.
“Thank you, Senior Sister Gu, for your mercy. Yang Buchu will not fail your command! The senior brothers were right. Senior Sister Gu truly has a sharp tongue and a kind heart, a genuinely good person inside and out.”
