151: Gu Feng's Golden Finger

One month later.

The atmosphere inside Lingxiao Courtyard was heavy.

The high-ranking members of the Gu Clan were all gathered around Gu Feng's bed, their eyes fixed on the white-haired old man standing before it.

This man was none other than the renowned Great Emperor Baicao of the Spirit Realm. Rumor had it that he could cure all the world's poisons, earning him the title of "Living Hua Tuo."

After a long while.

Great Emperor Baicao stopped his movements and turned toward Leng Yue and Su Li, slowly shaking his head.

"Fellow Daoists, I have tried a hundred different methods, yet I am still unable to wake Clan Leader Gu. I am truly ashamed."

Hearing this, Leng Yue's face remained calm and rippleless, but a hint of secret joy quietly flickered in her heart.

This son of hers knew too much; his inability to wake up now actually suited her perfectly.

Suppressing the emotions churning within her, she deliberately put on a look of grief and pressed, "Fellow Daoist Baicao, what exactly is going on? Why does Fenger remain in a coma?"

Great Emperor Baicao let out a long sigh and explained:

"Judging by my experience, Clan Leader Gu must have suffered a tremendous shock and chosen to enter a self-induced slumber."

"If he himself is unwilling to wake up, then no matter how great one's abilities are, it will be to no avail."

"This is his mental knot, a defensive mechanism of self-evasion. Only by resolving the core issue will he possibly awaken."

Hearing the words "mental knot," Leng Yue looked at Gu Feng on the bed, a trace of impatience flashing in her eyes.

Wasn't it just acknowledging Cao Bu as his father?

Such a trivial matter had actually become a mental knot, and he was even using sleep to escape it—he had absolutely no masculinity!

After your father left, if it hadn't been for Cao Bu taking care of me in his stead, how could I, a lone woman, have endured?

Maintaining an engine inherently requires massive resources. During this time, Cao Bu has been giving silently without even mentioning a word about repair fees. Where else could one find such a good stepfather?

This child truly doesn't understand gratitude at all!

At this very moment.

Gu Feng, whose consciousness was trapped in a small space, had already cursed Great Emperor Baicao's ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart.

Bullshit!

How was he in a self-induced slumber?

It was clearly that pair of adulterers who had harmed him!

This quack can't even solve such a small problem, yet he's worthy of being called a Great Emperor?

He's utterly disgraced the title of Great Emperor!

Great Emperor Baicao's words sounded quite different to the high-ranking members of the Gu Clan.

They all began to imagine a scene:

When Gu Feng was bullying Yun Shang back then, his equipment just wouldn't cooperate.

Yun Shang had mocked him directly: "Besides getting saliva all over me, what else can you do?"

Then, unable to take the blow, he used sleep to escape the fact that he was impotent.

For a moment, the looks everyone gave Gu Feng became a bit strange.

His resilience is too poor; it seems his psychological state isn't up to par at all.

It's not like Gu Feng is the only one in the Gu Clan who's incompetent; the whole clan is like that, so what's there to be unable to bear?

If Gu Feng knew what they were thinking, he would probably be so angry he'd vomit blood on the spot.

As expected, rumors rely entirely on a single mouth, and the more they spread, the more ridiculous they become!

Su Li leaned forward and asked with hypocritical concern, "Fellow Daoist Baicao, is there really no other way?"

"You have extensive connections in the Spirit Realm. Do you know any even more powerful experts?"

"No matter how great the price, we want to invite them to try."

Great Emperor Baicao shook his head again, his tone carrying the confidence of a physician yet hiding a hint of helplessness:

"Fellow Daoists, say no more."

"Looking at the entire Spirit Realm, when it comes to treating illnesses and saving lives, if I claim to be second, no one would dare claim to be first."

"If even I have no way, then it would be a waste of effort for anyone else to come."

Leng Yue took over the conversation, saying worriedly, "Doesn't that mean my son will have to lie like this forever, for his whole life?"

"Theoretically, that is indeed the case." Great Emperor Baicao nodded slowly, his voice deepening. "As long as he himself is unwilling to wake up, he can only lie here like this until the day his Lifespan is exhausted."

As soon as these words were spoken, the high-ranking members of the Gu Clan squeezed out expressions of grief, and some even wiped the corners of their eyes.

No one noticed that several Elders quietly exchanged looks, the little schemes suppressed in their hearts surfacing once more.

Of Gu Qingtian's two sons, one had long been expelled from the Gu Clan and his current whereabouts were unknown.

The other would never wake up, having become a living dead.

For a time.

An emotion called ambition began to breed wildly in the hearts of the Elders.

Previously, they didn't dare to make any moves because there wasn't even a shred of hope.

Even if Gu Feng had a male heir alive, they wouldn't have dared to harbor any covetous thoughts.

But now it was different; the path ahead was completely clear!

Once the Three Matriarchs ascended and left, after another few thousand or ten thousand years, the control of the Gu Clan might truly fall into the hands of their branch lineages.

Recalling the previous news of Gu Feng's Breakthrough to the Realm Emperor Realm, several Elders still felt a lingering fear.

These people had only barely reached their current Realm back then with Gu Qingtian's full assistance.

Yet this kid Gu Feng had soared all the way to the Realm Emperor Realm in just a few hundred years—he was clearly a second Gu Qingtian!

At that time, they were still secretly worried that they might never have a chance to rise in this lifetime.

Now that Gu Feng was unconscious, they could finally cast aside the wariness in their hearts.

Seeing everyone immersed in grief, Great Emperor Baicao tactfully prepared to leave. He cupped his fists and said, "Fellow Daoist Leng, Fellow Daoist Su, I am truly powerless here, so I shall take my leave now."

Having said that, he picked up his medicine chest and turned to walk out.

Leng Yue quickly said, "Third Sister, Fellow Daoist Baicao has come from afar. Please see him out for me."

Su Li nodded in agreement and quickly followed him.

Leng Yue then stepped forward and took Gu Feng's hand, rambling on with empty words of longing, playing the role of a loving mother to perfection.

For a time, the entire Gu Clan was shrouded in a thin veil of sadness, with oppression permeating everywhere.

Not until evening approached and the horizon was stained with ink did the Gu Clan high-ranking members get up one after another to take their leave. Lingxiao Courtyard gradually returned to silence.

Cao Bu stepped forward, his tone gentle:

"Younger Brothers Wife, it's getting late. I'll be heading back now. You should also rest early; don't exhaust yourself."

Yun Shang suddenly hooked her hand into Cao Bu's, gently drawing circles in his palm. Her tone was ambiguous as she said, "Take care, Big Brother. I'm feeling weary, so I won't see you to the door."

Cao Bu nodded with a smile, a flash of twisted fanaticism in his eyes.

"Alright, rest well, Younger Brothers Wife."

With that, he turned and walked away.

To be honest, this month of absurdity had left him somewhat addicted as well.

Watching Cao Bu's departing figure, Yun Shang extended her tongue to lightly lick her lower lip, her eyes swirling with seductive charm.

"The Creator is truly remarkable to have crafted such a flavorful man as Big Brother."

As she spoke, the charm in her eyes deepened further.

Clearly, her obsession with Cao Bu had already penetrated her very bones.

At the same time.

After hearing Great Emperor Baicao's words, Gu Feng thought for an entire day and finally made a decision:

To destroy his own consciousness and end it all with death.

If things continued like this, listening to the activities of that pair of adulterers every day, he would go mad sooner or later.

At this point, death had actually become the only liberation.

He didn't notice that at the moment he made his decision, in a corner of that small space...

...a mass of white mist suddenly appeared, slowly coalescing into the form of a handsome middle-aged man dressed in green robes.

Just as Gu Feng was about to destroy his consciousness, he suddenly felt an inexplicable chill from behind.

He whipped his head around and saw a middle-aged man standing not far away, hands behind his back, sizing him up.

"Who... who are you? How did you appear here?"

Gu Feng was startled. He had tried every method over these past days, yet he couldn't escape this small space.

Now that someone could enter of their own accord, it was simply beyond his comprehension!

The middle-aged man, with an air of transcendent grace, didn't answer his question but instead stepped forward and circled him, examining him closely.

Gu Feng also looked back at him in confusion, a flicker of hope suddenly rising in his heart.

Since this person could appear here, perhaps he had a way to take him out, let his consciousness return to his original body, and regain control!

After a moment.

The middle-aged man came to a halt in front of Gu Feng and nodded slowly, his tone carrying a hint of emotion. "I didn't expect that beneath this Mortal Realm, there would be another person possessing an emperor bone. Truly rare."

Gu Feng steadied himself, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and quickly bowed with cupped hands. "Since Senior has sought me out specifically, you must have important matters to command. If there is any way I can be of use, please do not hesitate to speak!"

The middle-aged man laughed heartily, his voice booming. "What a clever and sensible boy!"

"I am the Desolate Bone Immortal King. Like you, I possess an emperor bone Physique."

"I won't beat around the bush; I need your help."

Upon hearing the words Immortal King, Gu Feng's heart was instantly swept by a stormy sea.

The title containing "Immortal" meant the other party was definitely not a Spirit Realm Cultivator, but a true Immortal.

Coupled with the word "King," his status in the Immortal Realm was definitely not low!

This was his only chance at survival; he must not let it slip away.

Gu Feng quickly bowed again, his tone becoming even more respectful. "Please speak, Senior! As long as I can do it, even if I have to climb mountains of blades or plunge into seas of fire, I will surely give my all!"