138: Chapter 138 The Blazing Fire of Glazed Glass!

Gu Changsheng watched Shen Jingzhe leave the main hall and tapped his fingers twice on the table.

Su Qingyue was completely different from Shen Jingzhe.

She had witnessed some of his underhanded methods, and the original body had forcibly snatched her away from Lin Xiao back then.

The purpose was also very clear: to use her Taiyin Sacred Body as his Cauldron.

She was aware of all this.

Su Qingyue had a cold and stubborn temperament, and after experiencing the events in the Tianyuan Ancient Realm, this girl had resigned herself to her fate.

But resignation was one thing; the awkwardness in her heart remained.

This also led her to prefer staying in the Cold Moon Palace to Cultivate alone, and she did not like to interact with others.

Regarding this, Gu Changsheng could not be bothered to explain.

He also lacked the patience to coax a woman with a cold temperament (commonly known as 'slow to warm up').

But for the women around him, he never favored one over the other; as long as they bore his, Gu Changsheng's, mark, they could use Heaven And Earth Treasures as they pleased.

Whether it was keeping her to use as a Cauldron after her Taiyin Sacred Body reached Major Achievement, or simply keeping her on the peak for his viewing pleasure, he, Gu Changsheng, could afford to support her.

Thinking of this, he picked up his teacup, took a sip, and leaned back against the chair.

"Gu Yi."

A figure flashed out from the shadows of the main hall.

"Young Lord."

Gu Changsheng brushed his fingertips over his storage ring.

Two jade boxes appeared out of thin air and landed on the table.

"Nine Yin Mysterious Ice Marrow, Ten-Thousand-Year Nether Jade." Gu Changsheng tapped the jade boxes with his finger.

"Take these to the Cold Moon Palace."

Gu Yi stepped forward and cradled the two jade boxes in his arms.

"Young Lord, are we giving them all to Miss Su?"

"Send them over." Gu Changsheng said in a casual tone.

"By the way, tell Su Qingyue that besides cultivating, she shouldn't stay cooped up in the palace all day; she should come out for a walk occasionally."

Gu Yi acknowledged the order, held the jade boxes, and turned to leave.

...

A moment later, a guard outside the hall came in to report.

"Reporting to the Saint, Zhongli Yuan, former teacher of the Third Academy of the Xuanhuang Immortal Mansion, requests an audience."

Gu Changsheng raised an eyebrow.

Zhongli Yuan, a cultivator at the Middle Stage of the Myriad Laws Realm.

Gu Changsheng had a rather deep impression of this old man.

Because among the teachers who surrendered at the Xuanhuang Immortal Mansion, this person had changed sides the fastest.

Back on Bailu Mountain, this person had been the most decisive in throwing away his Magic Treasure.

"Let him in."

The hall doors were pushed open.

Zhongli Yuan had changed into the robes of a Daoxuan Immortal Sect retainer and crossed the threshold with small, hurried steps.

He kept his head lowered, his gaze daring only to rest on the floor tiles three feet in front of him; he did not dare to look around at all.

Having stayed in the Daoxuan Immortal Sect for these few days, Zhongli Yuan's mind was racing.

The Daoxuan Immortal Sect had destroyed two Holy Lands in a row, and the entire Eastern Region had changed masters.

But he had keenly sensed that the Gu Family had already gained control over the majority of the Daoxuan Immortal Sect's forces.

He believed that Gu Changsheng was not someone who would remain in a pond.

Zhongli Yuan understood that only by following such a master could he save his life and have a chance to get ahead.

Therefore, after making up his mind, he had come for this visit.

He walked to the center of the main hall, lifted the hem of his robes, and slammed both knees heavily onto the ground.

"Subordinate Zhongli Yuan pays respects to Your Highness the Saint!" Zhongli Yuan's voice was loud and clear.

Gu Changsheng sized him up for a moment and said indifferently.

"Stand up and speak."

Zhongli Yuan stood up, his hands hanging at his sides, his posture respectful to the bone.

"Your Highness, ever since I surrendered, I have been fortunate enough not to be abandoned by you and was entrusted with the position of a retainer."

He bowed slightly.

"Every day, I have been trembling with fear, terrified of failing the Saint's cultivation."

Gu Changsheng leaned back against the chair.

"Spare me the pleasantries; speak your mind."

He gritted his teeth, fished out a cyan jade token from his robes, and held it high above his head with both hands.

"Your Highness! I have just joined Daoxuan and have yet to make any contribution, which fills me with trepidation." Zhongli Yuan's voice echoed in the main hall.

"I have nothing to offer but my Life Soul Token; from this life on, I will follow your lead, Your Highness!"

Gu Changsheng's lips twitched, revealing a faint smile.

He was a smart man, indeed.

This man did not care at all about the dignity of a Myriad Laws Realm expert; handing over his Life Soul Token right away was equivalent to completely handing his life and death into Gu Changsheng's hands.

As long as Gu Changsheng crushed the jade token, Zhongli Yuan wouldn't even have the chance to detonate his Dantian.

"What is Mr. Zhong doing?" Gu Changsheng did not move and said indifferently.

"When I, the Young Lord, employ people, I have always valued ability. The way you are doing this makes it seem like I am forcing you."

Zhongli Yuan knocked his head against the floor tiles, making a dull sound.

"Your Highness, please examine my heart! This is my own willing choice! Your Highness is a Dragon among men; if I cannot follow you, that would be the regret of a lifetime!"

"You do know how to talk. Get up."

Gu Changsheng raised his right hand.

A suction force pulled the Life Soul Token from Zhongli Yuan's hands, and it landed steadily in his palm.

Zhongli Yuan stood up, his body still hunched.

Seeing that the Life Soul Token had been taken away, he actually breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

The token was taken, and his life was preserved.

From now on, as long as he worked wholeheartedly, he would have a place in this Daoxuan Immortal Sect.

"Zhongli Yuan." Gu Changsheng toyed with the jade token in his hand.

"Your subordinate is here!"

"I heard that when you were at the Xuanhuang Immortal Mansion, you were in charge of the Incomplete Manuals in the Scripture Pavilion, were well-versed in astronomy and geography, and had a thorough grasp of secret intelligence from all sides of the Eastern Region?"

Zhongli Yuan quickly cupped his hands.

"I have always enjoyed reading ancient texts. I have some of the secrets of the Eastern Region, large and small, recorded in my mind."

"Very good." Gu Changsheng tucked the jade token into his sleeve.

"I, the Young Lord, am currently missing one thing. Think about where I can get it."

"Please speak, Your Highness! I will surely do my utmost!" Zhongli Yuan declared.

"Heaven And Earth Strange Fire." Gu Changsheng spat out the four words.

Zhongli Yuan was stunned.

Heavenly Strange Fires relied entirely on the creation of Heaven and Earth; thousands of years might not be enough to gestate even one.

Every time one appeared, it would trigger a scramble among various experts, setting off bloody storms.

However, Strange Fires were extremely difficult to subdue. Even if subdued, they were merely used as a means of attack, and their power was not even comparable to top-tier killing Magic Treasures.

Therefore, for a Holy Land, they were somewhat like chicken ribs. Zhongli Yuan also did not understand what Gu Changsheng wanted a Strange Fire for.

In his mind, with Gu Changsheng's status, what kind of Magic Treasure did he not have? There was really no need to go and subdue a Strange Fire.

He was unaware that the Primordial World-Extinguishing Emperor Canon that Gu Changsheng cultivated had inherited the growth characteristics of the Burning Heaven Technique.

The more Strange Fires he devoured, the faster his cultivation speed would skyrocket.

"Your Highness wants to find a Strange Fire?" Zhongli Yuan rubbed his hands and searched his memory.

He paced back and forth twice, his brows furrowed in a knot.

"The Strange Fires on the surface in the Eastern Region have long since gone extinct." Zhongli Yuan stopped walking.

"However, I do know of a secret clue."

"Speak."

"In the Southern Region of the Eastern Domain, deep in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, there is an ancient Family that has hidden itself from the world, with the double surname Nangong." Zhongli Yuan raised his head and lowered his voice.

"The Nangong Clan holds a Strange Fire in their hands."

"What fire?"

"Ranked seventeenth on the Strange Fire Ranking." Zhongli Yuan held up two fingers to gesture.

"Glazed Karma Fire."

Gu Changsheng's fingers paused.

Seventeenth place.

The Nine Nether Sea Heart Flame in his body was only ranked twenty-fourth.

The Glazed Karma Fire, ranked seventeenth, was definitely not something the Nine Nether Sea Heart Flame could compare to in terms of power.

If he devoured it, the cultivation speed of his Primordial World-Extinguishing Emperor Canon would definitely experience an explosive evolution.

"Are you sure?" Gu Changsheng stared at Zhongli Yuan.

"I dare to stake my head on it!" Zhongli Yuan patted his chest.

"Two thousand years ago, the Master once traveled through the Southern Region. The Master's notes clearly recorded that the Nangong Clan uses the Glazed Karma Fire to suppress their Family's Luck!"

Gu Changsheng smiled.

Gu Changsheng walked out from behind the table and leisurely walked up to Zhongli Yuan.

"The Glazed Karma Fire, I want it."

Gu Changsheng tossed something casually.

A golden Saint Token landed at Zhongli Yuan's feet, making a crisp sound.

"Send someone to the Southern Region." Gu Changsheng looked down at him.

"Notify the person in charge of the Nangong Clan to offer up the Glazed Karma Fire."

Gu Changsheng looked at the churning sea of clouds outside the hall, not considering at all whether others would voluntarily offer the fire.

Besides, in the current Eastern Region, who else would dare to refuse him, the Holy Son of Daoxuan?