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87: Chapter 87 If destiny is not in my hands, then I will defy it and set a precedent for all time!
Gu Qingge returned to the Shengdan Hall station in Qingshan Town with Former Sect Leader Nangong Liyue.
At this moment, everything was calm, and no crisis had occurred.
Moreover, Shengdan Hall was fully guarded by the Imperial Blood Demon Cavalry under the command of Commander Nalan Yanyun.
With her cultivation at the Early Stage of the Nascent Soul Stage, she was enough to intimidate any petty scoundrels.
During the time Gu Qingge was busy traveling, Disciple Chu Yunfang successfully advanced to the Golden Core Stage, condensing a High Grade Golden Core.
Shen Youqing had also significantly increased her own strength, even reaching the Half-step Golden Core Stage.
The remaining women had also increased their cultivation to varying degrees, though they had not yet reached the Opportunity for a Breakthrough.
That night, cold clouds drifted, shrouding the world in darkness.
Before a green jade table, Gu Qingge drank alone, as if inviting the moon and cold stars to embellish the fires of this chaotic world.
The green plum wine seemed to dissolve into all things within his heart.
At this moment, Gu Qingge felt a ripple of unpredictable change regarding his path of cultivation.
Perhaps, just like the transmigrator protagonists in many novels, he would step into the pinnacle Realm with a solitary and arrogant disposition!
Or perhaps, he would surpass them and achieve supreme kingship.
"If Heaven's Fate is mine, I am the lord of this world."
"If Heaven's Fate is not mine, I shall defy Heaven, follow my own destiny, and forge a path through the ages!"
Gu Qingge gripped the void, as if facing a heavenly abyss, his commanding presence chilling the air, causing frost to fall.
He was not an Immortal, yet he already possessed the bearing of one.
"Disasters are coming, but let me see who will be the first to come and throw their life away!"
Gu Qingge's eyes, originally clear as water, now blossomed with a cold, murderous intent, like ink staining the sky and extinguishing the stars.
Yao Xianer stood not far from Gu Qingge, quietly watching his proud and disdainful figure.
Her estimation of him in her heart could not help but reach a new height!
With Gu Qingge's talent, if given sufficient time to develop and grow, his future achievements would be limitless.
"When the chaotic world fully reveals itself, a Demon Lord will surely descend."
"Are you that legendary figure?"
Yao Xianer's beautiful eyes narrowed in contemplation, and her gaze toward Gu Qingge carried a hint of seeking and inquiry.
If her guess was correct, Gu Qingge was very likely the legendary fated Demon Lord.
The upgradable Heavenly Demon Emperor Body seemed to be sufficient evidence to support this suspicion.
Perhaps, for her revenge against the Family that gave her hope only to destroy everything she had, he could become a powerful aid on this path.
Yao Xianer had been cultivating the Cultivation Technique given by Gu Qingge, and her strength had already recovered to the Peak of the Foundation Establishment Stage; she was only one step away from the Half-step Golden Core Stage.
Compared to her former self, who relied on great perseverance to become a Prodigy at the Soul Transformation Stage, this already seemed very slow.
But she did not feel disappointed; on the contrary, being able to be reborn was, for her, a stance of breaking to build anew!
The next day.
After a long journey, Ma Yuanyi finally arrived in the vicinity of Qingshan Town.
Upon arriving, he concealed his cultivation, disguising himself as a Cultivator with only Foundation Establishment Stage strength.
Even in a crowd, he appeared particularly unremarkable and would not attract anyone's attention.
When he entered a teahouse to ask about some matters, he heard a group of Loose Cultivators at the Foundation Establishment Stage discussing the recent events circulating in Qingshan Town.
"Have you heard? Gu Qingge of Shengdan Hall suppressed a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator with one hand and slaughtered him ruthlessly."
"He truly has the bearing of a Prodigy!"
"It is indeed true."
"He unleashed the strength of a Middle Stage Golden Core Stage Cultivator, yet he could kill a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator."
"I fear a Prodigy of a new era has emerged."
"In my opinion, it is more likely just youthful arrogance."
"Think about it, that Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator seemed more like a protector for another young person. A force with such a protector must have a Soul Transformation Stage expert at the helm."
"How could they just let it go?"
"A storm is inevitable. In my opinion, it is best to leave this place of trouble as soon as possible."
"Otherwise, if you get burned, you won't even know how you died."
"Brother's words make sense. Those powerful Cultivators are usually moody."
"If one offends them, slaughtering a city or destroying a region is a simple matter."
Taking everything in, Ma Yuan had already made a preliminary judgment.
"So, the one who killed Ma Yuan was just a kid with Middle Stage Golden Core Stage strength?" Ma Yuanyi frowned in thought.
Immediately, he was overjoyed; Gu Qingge must possess some special secret.
Behind this, there must be a great Opportunity that was hard to refuse!
If it were someone with a higher cultivation level than his own, he might not dare to openly scheme against them, as that would be seeking his own death.
But a mere Golden Core Stage Cultivator—even if he could fight above his level, how strong could he be? Could he be stronger than him, a Soul Transformation Stage Cultivator?
Driven by greed, he followed the lure of profit.
After learning the full sequence of events, Ma Yuanyi was determined to seize all the Opportunities Gu Qingge held and use them to achieve his own smooth path of cultivation!
Afterward, he specifically asked someone about Gu Qingge's life story and discovered that the other party was an abandoned Disciple of the Qingxuan Sect who had turned to the demonic path, and there was no powerful force backing him.
In that case, everything would be easy!
Moreover, even if the other party were truly a Disciple of the Qingxuan Sect, he would not be afraid.
The Qingxuan Sect had ultimately declined.
It no longer possessed the powerful stature of the former Qingxuan Holy Land.
Now, it was like duckweed in the wild, enough to intimidate some sectless Loose Cultivators.
To try to intimidate a genuine Soul Transformation Stage Cultivator like him was simply wishful thinking!
"I heard this kid also captured a group of stunning women from the demonic sect. It seems these Opportunities belong to me as well. Hahaha!" After figuring everything out, he couldn't suppress the upturn of his lips.
Cultivation was not just about seeking the Dao to glimpse the path of longevity.
Wine, lust, wealth, and Qi were common human desires that were absolutely indispensable.
"If the spring breeze has mercy on flowers, can it grant me youth once more?" Ma Yuanyi raised his hand to stroke the wind, his heart suddenly filled with grand ambition.
Although the Soul Transformation Stage was strong, it was ultimately just a midpoint in the path of cultivation.
Moreover, a Soul Transformation Stage Cultivator could only live for a maximum of two thousand years.
He was already one thousand seven hundred years old; breaking through to the next Realm to increase his lifespan was already a lost hope.
Now that this Opportunity was placed before him, how could he let it quietly slip through his fingers?
Even the sadness over Ma Yuan being killed by Gu Qingge had vanished at this moment.
It was as if he now had victory in his grasp, able to firmly hold Gu Qingge in his palm, with no possibility of any earth-shattering reversal, leaving him to be disposed of at will.
If he wanted him to live, he would live; if he wanted him to die, he would die.
However, his greed was not a path to supreme cultivation, but rather a direct road to the gates of Hell.
He was frantically testing the waters on the edge of death, and the moment he officially made a move against Gu Qingge would be the moment death descended upon him.