Daootian Immortal Scripture.
This was the cultivation technique Gu Changge practiced.
It was a supreme canon accessible only to the True Disciples of the Daootian Immortal Palace. It pointed directly to the path of Immortality and served as the very foundation upon which the Immortal Great Sect stood.
In the Upper Realm, countless Immortal Forces and Supreme Orthodoxies coveted this scripture with burning jealousy.
Currently, Gu Changge had cultivated it to the sixth layer, placing him at the apex of his generation even within the Upper Realm. However, despite the original host’s formidable talent, he had been stuck at this bottleneck for nearly half a year, unable to break through to the next layer.
“Since Destiny Points can be used to add stats, then upgrading the proficiency of my cultivation technique should naturally force a breakthrough in my cultivation base.”
Gu Changge’s logic was simple.
He was currently sitting on a massive fortune of 550 Destiny Points.
“System. Add points.”
With a thought, Gu Changge felt a stream of lucid energy flow through his limbs and bones.
Simultaneously, a profound and mysterious sensation washed over his mind. Countless insights regarding the Daootian Immortal Scripture flooded his consciousness, dissolving barriers and illuminating obscurities until he mastered them completely.
The Destiny Points were consumed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Hum!
Finally, the Daootian Immortal Scripture broke through to the seventh layer.
Inside the palace, the void exploded with the sound of thunder.
A vast, suffocating Pressure descended, shrouding the entire area.
Near the hall, all was silent. The guards looked terrified. Two of them glanced back, their voices trembling.
“That aura just now… why was it so terrifying?”
“It feels as though a terrifying demon is hiding inside the palace…”
“Hush! Watch your tongue! Such words can get you killed.”
Their bodies were soaked in cold sweat, their knees buckling as they barely managed to stay upright. Was the Young Lord cultivating? This aura was simply too frightening.
…
Inside the hall.
“So this is the strength of the Conferred Lord Realm? Terrifying indeed.”
Gu Changge chuckled and exhaled.
The void before him emitted a low, terrifying rumble. An aura far more powerful and oppressive than before radiated from his body, intertwining with the air. This chapter was taken from NovelPing without permission.
His bloodline, organs, and bones seemed crystalline and radiant, as though tempered. Faint traces of Dao and a terrifying demonic intent suffused his heart and bones.
The breakthrough in cultivation had elevated many of Gu Changge’s innate talents. Even his physical body had strengthened significantly.
Devil Heart, Dao Bone.
This constitution was truly extraordinary.
According to the original host’s memories, this would probably involve another Child of Providence later on. No—a Daughter of Providence.
The Devil Heart was his own. The Dao Bone was not.
“It seems the grade of the Daootian Immortal Scripture is incredibly high. Breaking through a single layer consumed nearly all my points.”
Gu Changge’s smile faded slightly.
A breakthrough was a good thing. The feeling of absolute power, of controlling everything within his grasp, was intoxicating.
But over five hundred Destiny Points had evaporated in an instant.
This could only mean that the Daootian Immortal Scripture was of an exceptionally high grade. Perhaps its promise of leading directly to immortality was more than mere words.
“Forget it. I still have Ye Chen, that prime crop, waiting for me to harvest. There will be plenty of Destiny Points in the future.”
Gu Changge soon stopped worrying about it. There were other things waiting for him to attend to.
Ye Chen… his desperate, pathetic struggle to cultivate might be ugly to watch, but he would look absolutely magnificent when it was time to reap the harvest.
…
Meanwhile.
In the dim, damp dungeon of the Taixuan Holy Land.
The air was stagnant and foul, permeated with the nauseating stench of rotting corpses.
Ye Chen sat slumped on the cold ground. His eyes were vacant, his expression dull and lifeless. His cultivation was sealed, and heavy shackles bound his wrists and ankles.
He still hadn’t recovered from the immense humiliation of the day.
Aside from the former fiancée who had humiliated him three years ago, when had he ever suffered such disgrace?
In the past, no matter what desperate predicament he encountered, he could always find a path to survival, turning danger into safety.
But today… the situation felt different.
Ye Chen’s eyes slowly turned red. He practically spat the name from his throat, syllable by syllable.
Whenever he recalled that enemy’s aloof, indifferent expression—looking down on him as if he were nothing more than an insect—his heart felt as if it would explode with rage.
“Little Chen…”
Suddenly, a pleasant, melodious female voice echoed from the ring on Ye Chen’s finger.
Ye Chen froze.
Then, a wave of anger and unwillingness washed over his face.
“Master! Where were you before? Why didn’t you respond when I called for you?”
Ye Chen vented all his pent-up resentment onto his Master.
Truthfully, his current achievements were inseparable from the mysterious soul residing in his ring. But the events in the great hall had chilled Ye Chen’s heart.
His usually reliable Master had vanished at the most critical moment.
Was even she afraid of Gu Changge?
“Little Chen, listen to my explanation. Things are not as you think.”
From the ring, the faint, illusory figure of a woman materialized. She wore a bitter smile.
Although Ye Chen blamed her, she did not take offense. She had played a part in what had happened.
“A terrifying presence spread its spiritual sense over the entire hall. I suspected it was connected to the enemies behind my death, so I dared not reveal myself…”
The woman explained softly.
She was merely a wisp of a remnant soul. Her power was limited. If her old enemies were to discover her aura, she would face total soul dissipation. She had to be cautious.
After venting his anger, Ye Chen began to calm down.
His eyes widened in shock. “No wonder the Taixuan Holy Master treats Gu Changge like that… He’s actually from the Upper Realm?”
Ye Chen knew something of her origins. She had once been a powerful cultivator in the Upper Realm before enemies plotted against her. A remnant of her soul had drifted to the Lower Realm and attached itself to a ring, which he had obtained. But he had never imagined that Gu Changge’s background was so formidable.
Ye Chen fell silent.
For a moment, he felt a crushing sense of powerlessness.
Do I really have to give up on Su Qingge? Must I watch her fall into that pit of fire?
Ye Chen clenched his fists, unwilling to give up.
I am not willing!