52: Chapter 52 Competing Based on Parental Connections? Who Can Beat Me?

Changsheng Peak.

Gu Changsheng lay half-reclined on the large, soft couch covered with a white tiger pelt, toying with a palm-sized token in his hand.

The token was dark gold in its entirety, with a vigorous and powerful character "Gu" engraved on the front.

The Gu Family Emperor Token.

This was the personal token of his cheap father, the current Head of the Gu Family, Grand Marshal Gu Xuanqiong.

"Hum—"

The token vibrated at his fingertips.

Gu Changsheng raised an eyebrow and sat up straight.

He channeled a strand of Spiritual Qi into the token.

In the originally quiet grand hall, the space suddenly rippled like a water surface, and then a gap opened silently.

A tall and imposing figure stepped directly out of the rift.

It was only a projection of Divine Thought.

The newcomer wore a simple black robe.

His facial features were seventy percent similar to Gu Changsheng's, but the traces of time at the corners of his eyes added an indescribable majesty to him.

This kind of majesty was an aura cultivated from long-term high-ranking positions, where a single word could decide the life and death of billions.

The Head of the Gu Family, Grand Marshal Gu Xuanqiong.

"Father."

Gu Changsheng stood up. He did not perform a grand bow, but merely cupped his hands casually.

In this Xuanhuan world, the father-son relationship was often intertwined with interests and Legacy, especially in a behemoth like the Gu Family.

While familial affection existed, it was more often about considerations for the Family's future.

Grand Marshal Gu Xuanqiong stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes containing the birth and death of stars sweeping over Gu Changsheng.

"Wufa Realm, Middle Stage."

Grand Marshal Gu Xuanqiong's voice was deep and resonant, revealing no joy or anger.

"Your Foundation is solid, and your Qi and blood are like a Dragon. It seems your trip to the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range was not in vain."

"It was alright."

Gu Changsheng sat back on the soft couch, poured himself a cup of tea, and casually poured one for Grand Marshal Gu Xuanqiong as well.

"I obtained some Opportunity, and incidentally..."

He paused, revealing a playful smile, "I helped clean up the Sect."

"Clean up the Sect?"

Grand Marshal Gu Xuanqiong picked up the teacup and gently blew on the non-existent steam.

"Are you talking about that kid named Shen Xinghe?"

"Father's intelligence network is quite efficient."

"In the Daoxuan Immortal Sect, there is nothing that can escape my eyes."

Grand Marshal Gu Xuanqiong took a sip of tea and set the cup down.

"I heard that you even killed someone in the Celestial Phenomenon Realm?"

Once these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the grand hall became slightly heavy.

Celestial Phenomenon Realm.

In any power, that was a pillar-level existence.

For Gu Changsheng, a Wufa Realm Middle Stage cultivator, to kill a Celestial Phenomenon Realm opponent across ranks—if this battle record were to spread, it would be enough to scare the false teeth right out of those old fogies.

"That was just good luck."

Gu Changsheng shrugged, his expression light and breezy.

"That old guy underestimated me, and I had some trump cards that just happened to counter his Cultivation Technique. Plus..."

He pointed to his head, "His brain wasn't working well, and he was tricked by me."

He didn't mention the System, nor did he mention that monstrous Fusion Cultivation Technique.

Some trump cards, even when facing one's own father, must be kept hidden.

This was the way of survival.

"Luck?"

Grand Marshal Gu Xuanqiong looked at his son and suddenly burst into loud laughter.

"Hahahaha! What a good 'luck'!"

The laughter shook the glazed tiles on the roof of the grand hall.

After laughing, Grand Marshal Gu Xuanqiong's eyes were filled with admiration.

"On the path of cultivation, luck is a part of strength itself! To be able to trick and kill a Celestial Phenomenon Realm expert, that is your ability!"

He continued indifferently, "That kid Shen Xinghe, killing him is fine! If that old thing, the Peak Master of the Fifth Peak, dares to utter a word of complaint, I will descend in my true form right now and flatten his Fifth Peak!"

Domineering.

Protective.

This was the Gu Family's style of conduct.

What reason? What rules? Might makes right, and staying alive is the greatest rule.

Grand Marshal Gu Xuanqiong raised his hand, and an ink-black Jade Slip appeared in his palm out of thin air.

"This is?"

"This is a reward from the Old Ancestor for you."

Grand Marshal Gu Xuanqiong pointed to the shadows outside the grand hall.

"The Sect will officially confer upon you the title of Holy Son of Daoxuan in a month. To prevent some people from acting desperately, the Family has transferred a Protector to you from the 'Sky Shadow Guard'."

Sky Shadow Guard!

Gu Changsheng's pupils constricted slightly.

This was the Gu Family's most secretive and elite unit of death soldiers.

Every member of the Sky Shadow Guard was an Asura who had crawled out of a pile of corpses.

They had no names, no emotions, only absolute loyalty and the instinct to kill.

"Protector, come out and meet the Young Lord."

Grand Marshal Gu Xuanqiong called out indifferently.

In the shadows of the corner of the grand hall, which had been empty, a figure wrapped in black, tight-fitting armor appeared silently.

That person knelt on one knee, head bowed very low, voice hoarse.

"Sky Shadow Guard, Protector, greets the Young Lord."

Gu Changsheng swept his Divine Sense over.

He discovered that his Divine Sense was like a clay ox entering the sea, completely unable to perceive the other person's cultivation level.

"Myriad Laws Realm, Peak."

Grand Marshal Gu Xuanqiong explained from the side.

"And a Myriad Laws Realm Peak expert proficient in the way of assassination. Even against a typical Guixu Realm Early Stage expert, he has the certainty of a one-hit kill."

Gu Changsheng looked at the Protector on the ground, a satisfied curve forming at the corner of his mouth.

This was the true Foundation of a wealthy Family.

Casually tossing out a bodyguard, and it's a death soldier at the Myriad Laws Realm Peak.

Is this the joy of having a powerful father?

So satisfying.

"Get up."

Gu Changsheng waved his hand.

The Protector's figure flickered and merged back into the shadows, as if he had never appeared.

"With the Protector, you can act more conveniently within the Sect."

Grand Marshal Gu Xuanqiong leaned back in his chair.

"There's no need to do some dirty work yourself; it lowers your status."

"Understood."

Gu Changsheng put away the Jade Slip.

He looked at Grand Marshal Gu Xuanqiong, his fingers tapping lightly on the table.

"Father, your projection coming here this time shouldn't be just to send a bodyguard, right?"

The Head of the Gu Family was busy with ten thousand tasks daily; if it were just for this small matter, sending a message talisman would have sufficed.

Why waste Origin to descend a projection?

The look of admiration in Grand Marshal Gu Xuanqiong's eyes grew stronger.

"Talking to smart people is always effortless."

He restrained his smile, and that feeling of oppression belonging to an Emperor spread out again.

"Changsheng, what do you think of the Daoxuan Immortal Sect?"

Gu Changsheng thought for a moment and spat out two words: "Too small."

"Oh?"

Grand Marshal Gu Xuanqiong became interested. "Tell me about it."

Gu Changsheng stood up, walked to the entrance of the grand hall, and gazed at the churning sea of clouds and the rolling mountains outside.

"The Daoxuan Immortal Sect, although it claims to be one of the top ten Holy Lands of the Xuantian True Domain, is merely 'one of them'."

"Above, the other nine Holy Lands are eyeing it like tigers, and below, countless families and Sects are surging with undercurrents."

"Fighting for the position of Holy Son or becoming the Sect Leader in this Sect is, at most, just being a turtle in a slightly larger pond."

Gu Changsheng turned around and looked directly into Grand Marshal Gu Xuanqiong's eyes.

"What Father wants shouldn't just be this one-acre three-fen plot of land of the Daoxuan Immortal Sect, right?"

"Hahahaha!"

Grand Marshal Gu Xuanqiong laughed again, his laughter carrying unmasked ambition and arrogance.

"Good! What a good 'turtle in a pond'!"

He stood up abruptly, his black robe fluttering without wind.

"Since my son has such vision, then Father will lay his cards on the table for you."

Grand Marshal Gu Xuanqiong raised his hand and waved.

A huge map of Spiritual Power unfolded in the air.

It was the full view of the entire Xuantian True Domain!

The top ten Holy Lands, the four great Imperial Dynasties, the seven great families, countless Sects... densely packed forces were distributed upon it.

Grand Marshal Gu Xuanqiong extended a finger and drew a line fiercely across the map.

"The Gu Family has been silent for three thousand years."

"In these three thousand years, we have been waiting for an Opportunity, waiting for someone who can lead the Family to truly reach the Peak."

He pointed his finger at the location of the Daoxuan Immortal Sect.

"The Daoxuan Immortal Sect is nothing more than a stepping stone for us, a chess piece."

"Our goal."

Grand Marshal Gu Xuanqiong's palm opened suddenly, as if he wanted to grasp the entire map in his hand.

"Is the entire Xuantian True Domain!"

"Unify the True Domain and establish a supreme Imperial Dynasty!"