“Is the Void God Realm truly that strong? If you ascend to the Upper Realm, you’ll find that Void God cultivators are… frankly, quite mediocre.”
Gu Changge spoke casually, swirling the wine in his cup. From his tone, one would think Void God experts were as common as cabbages in a street market.
Of course, this was mostly hyperbole.
Even in the Upper Realm, achieving the Divine Realm was no small feat. With lifespans exceeding 10,000 years, Void God cultivators were considered the backbone of the various Immortal Great Sects and Supreme Orthodoxies.
“Young Lord Gu… could you tell Qingge what kind of world lies beyond the Void God Realm?”
Su Qingge’s beautiful eyes lit up. She leaned forward slightly, clearly fascinated by the topic.
For a cultivator of the Lower Realm, the Void God stage was the legendary peak. What could possibly lie beyond the peak?
“Beyond the Void God is naturally the True God. Is that not obvious?” Gu Changge took a sip of wine, his tone indifferent.
It was a perfunctory answer, but Su Qingge wasn’t discouraged.
She quietly refilled his cup, then considered for a moment before stepping lightly behind him, bringing a faint fragrance with her.
“Young Lord Gu, is this firm enough?”
Su Qingge placed her hands on his shoulders and began to massage him.
Her technique was clumsy and unskilled, but her demeanor was undeniably submissive—like a dutiful maidservant.
“Oh?”
Gu Changge raised an eyebrow, genuinely surprised.
This behavior was completely out of character for the aloof, transcendent Holy Maiden he had met days ago. It certainly didn’t fit the archetype of a “Heroine.”
“Qingge knows it is difficult to win the Young Lord’s favor,” she whispered, her voice steady. “But I do not wish to give up.”
It was a brutally honest admission.
If anyone else were here, they would call her naive. But Gu Changge knew better. She was incredibly smart.
She knew better than to play little games in front of Gu Changge.
Gu Changge had to admit, he couldn’t bring himself to dislike her.
He understood what she wanted. Intelligent and ambitious, she was not content to be valued for her looks alone. Gu Changge appreciated women like that. This chapter was copied from novelping.com without permission.
However, appreciating her wasn’t the same as being moved by her.
He had no intention of falling in love. A purely physical relationship, however, was another matter.
As he enjoyed the massage, Gu Changge noticed something interesting. Ever since the rift had formed between Su Qingge and Ye Chen, that vague sense of “Providence Backlash”—the danger warning from the System—had vanished.
In other words, the backlash seemed to apply only to Children of Providence and those closely connected to them.
Su Qingge had high Luck Points—at least ten times those of many people. Yet Gu Changge now felt he could kill her whenever he wanted.
“High Luck Points do not equal ‘Child of Providence.’ Without the Protagonist Template, she doesn’t get the Heavenly Dao’s protection.”
Makes sense. Plot armor is reserved for the main character.
Having clarified this, Gu Changge’s mood improved.
“Beyond the Void God lies the True God Realm,” he explained, deciding to throw her a bone. “At that stage, one ignites their Divine Fire and forges a Divine Foundation.”
“Above that is the Heavenly God Realm—lofty, exalted beings who look down even upon True Gods.”
“Thank you, Young Lord, for your guidance.”
Su Qingge looked pleased. “So the realms are Void God, True God, Heavenly God, God King, Saint…”
Then she sounded regretful. She was only at the Transcendent Realm, and did not know how long it would take to reach Void God—or whether she would ever have the chance in this life.
“Qingge will work hard to be worthy of the Young Lord’s favor,” she said suddenly, her eyes clear and serious.
Gu Changge’s smile turned playful. “You can certainly try.”
Win my favor?
Does she think my Villain Charm is so potent she’s already fallen for me?
Gu Changge didn’t buy it. She was simply making the most rational investment for her future.
Just then, Elder Ming’s voice transmission echoed in his ear.
Gu Changge’s smile widened, a strange glint entering his eyes. “Interesting. Right on schedule.”
While the coalition of hostile forces distracted the Sect, Ye Chen had successfully broken out of the dungeon. Of course, the Spirit Gathering Pill Gu Changge had “gifted” Yan Ji played a crucial role. Find the original chapter at g.com.
Everything was proceeding according to the script.
Gu Changge then left, without telling Su Qingge that Ye Chen had escaped.
He left without another word, leaving Su Qingge standing there in confusion.
She watched his retreating back, biting her lip.
Did I say something wrong? Did I displease him again?
Truly… accompanying a monarch is like accompanying a tiger.
She sighed, left to reflect on her “mistakes.”
…
Meanwhile, at the Mountain Gate of the Taixuan Holy Land.
The sky darkened as massive warships and flying boats blotted out the sun.
Cultivators filled the sky, their powerful auras surging. Fierce beasts among them threw back their heads and roared.
The Yangxu Holy Land. The Great Sun Imperial Dynasty. The Ancient Xiao Family.
These were the titans of the Eastern Wilderness, each with tens of thousands of years of heritage. Having caught the scent of blood—the death of the Taixuan Supreme Elder—they swarmed like sharks.
However, upon arrival, the invaders were confused.
The White-Robed Supreme Elder of the Yangxu Holy Land frowned, staring at the scene below.
The Mountain Gate of the Taixuan Holy Land was wide open.
No defensive measures had been activated.
Why has the Taixuan Holy Land opened its gates without activating any defenses? Are they waiting for us? the white-robed elder wondered.
“They haven’t even activated the Sect Guardian Formation?” boomed the Old Emperor of the Great Sun Dynasty, his voice like a golden bell. “Have they accepted their fate and chosen to surrender?”
Just then, movement caught their eye.
The Taixuan Sect Master strolled leisurely out of the gate, leading a group of Elders and disciples. He wore a faint, almost mocking smile.
“Welcome, everyone,” the Sect Master called out, his voice calm and steady.
“Have you all gathered here today… to pay your respects to Young Lord Gu?”