Throwing Herself into the Imperial Palace

Nearly three years flew by.

The little baby once wrapped in swaddling clothes had long since become a mischievous little troublemaker.

Even Gu Changqing had shed some of his childishness.

His looks were not particularly handsome; his cheeks were lean, and his build could hardly be called burly.

Yet those sword-like brows of his were exceedingly sharp, lending him an imposing dignity even when he was not angry.

His eyes, moreover, were filled with the vicissitudes of time.

Though he was merely an eight-year-old child, he gave off an indescribably mature air.

The little leopard that had grown up alongside little Youwei—

had changed even more rapidly.

Though it was the same age as little Youwei, its body had already grown incomparably massive.

And it was on this day that, unable to bear the tedium of the mountains any longer, little Youwei secretly rode the little leopard down the mountain while her brother was cultivating.

When Gu Changqing awoke from cultivation and discovered that little Youwei was gone, a panic appeared on his face that he had not shown even on the day he slaughtered his uncle's family.

He could guess that Youwei had sneaked down the mountain.

Human nature!

This was absolutely the thing he feared most now!

Thus, he kept far away from mortal villages and never dared have any dealings with them.

Without the slightest hesitation, he sprinted madly down the mountain.

Upon seeing this scene, the powerful figures outside the mirror also guessed something at that moment.

"It seems the reason the Heavenly Emperor's Dao foundation was destroyed was because Miss Youwei's descent from the mountain this time caused it, wasn't it?"

"Given such talent, had he been given a little more time, he would surely have become an unrivaled Supreme. Who would have thought that misfortune would come so swiftly?"

The crowd sighed with emotion, inexplicably feeling somewhat wistful.

Gu Youwei's delicate body trembled.

Although she had long known that the Young Heavenly Emperor's Dao foundation would be destroyed, she had never imagined that this accident would be caused by her.

"So because of me, your Immortal Root was destroyed, and later... that was why you wanted to take my Immortal Root?"

Gu Youwei murmured to herself, smiling bitterly again and again.

Her heart was tangled beyond measure.

Seeing this, Ye Chen hurriedly consoled her. "Perhaps the loss of his Immortal Root truly had something to do with this descent from the mountain, but how could he blame Miss Youwei for it?"

"Miss was only three years old then. Everything she did was unintentional, not to mention that the person who dug out his Immortal Root was someone else—it was not Miss at all!"

"Yet he was so extreme, so ruthless toward Miss Youwei over what happened back then. He truly had no humanity at all!"

"Not to mention how he persecuted all living beings and bathed countless creatures in blood. By then, he had already become a great villain devoid of feeling and righteousness. Why should Miss blame herself for him?"

Gu Youwei gave a bitter smile again and again. "You need not say any more. He lost his Immortal Root because of me; I ought to repay him for it."

"After he falls, I will cripple my own roots and bones and retreat into the mountains, never to emerge again!"

Hearing this, Ye Chen was completely thrown into disarray!

All along, he had wanted to take Gu Youwei into his harem!

Seeing Gu Youwei's utterly unyielding attitude, Ye Chen could not help gritting his teeth and cursing inwardly, This damned Heavenly Emperor—he's about to fall, yet he's still sabotaging this Emperor!!

The mountain where Gu Changqing lived was called Yuan Mountain.

Thirty li from Yuan Mountain lay a mortal kingdom known as Zhao.

The Zhao Kingdom possessed vast territory. It was a great nation of the mortal realm, standing in the human world for a thousand years and flourishing without decline.

The reason for this was not that the Zhao emperor was some emperor of the ages, but rather that behind the Zhao Kingdom stood a sacred sect—

Jade Void Palace.

In truth, using a kingdom to sustain a sect was not uncommon in this world.

On the contrary, any sect with a name to speak of would inevitably possess its own kingdom in the mortal world.

The reason was simple.

They penned in boundless fortune, allowing their sects to flourish in splendor.

And without question, the fortune of mortals was the easiest for cultivator sects to obtain.

The land where the Zhao Kingdom stood was also the most prosperous region within a radius of eight hundred million li.

Gu Changqing knew full well how much Gu Youwei longed for this place.

That was why he had come to the Zhao Kingdom's capital at the first possible moment, searching for Gu Youwei's traces.

But—

The instant he entered the Zhao Kingdom's urban district, Gu Changqing's heart rose to his throat.

This street, which should have been incomparably prosperous, was filled with wails of anguish.

The roadside stalls were in complete disarray. Countless mortals sat collapsed on the ground, crying and howling, while many freshly dead bodies lay strewn through the alleys by the street.

Gu Changqing did not know what had happened. His mind had never before been in such turmoil.

He knew this was the Zhao Kingdom's capital district. Yet such a massive upheaval had occurred, and the Zhao Kingdom's court had turned a blind eye. That meant this unrest could not possibly be unrelated to the court.

It might even have been tacitly permitted by the court.

Like a madman, Gu Changqing searched through the city. Fortunately, he did not find little Youwei's body.

Nearly all of those corpses were adults. There was not a single youth among them.

His heart did not ease.

Instead, he charged toward the Zhao Kingdom's Imperial Palace at once.

"Zhao Kingdom may be a great mortal nation, but he had only just begun cultivating. Where did he find the nerve to offend the Imperial Palace's forbidden grounds? Besides, how could he dare conclude that Miss Youwei was in the Imperial Palace?"

A cultivator spoke up.

Jiang Minghuang frowned. "He did not know. But even if there was only the slightest hope, he would never let it slip away."

Outside the arena, the gathered cultivators were faintly moved.

Even though the Heavenly Emperor of later days was brutal and lawless, ruthless and heartless—

At this time, he truly treated his sworn younger sister well.

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After Mei Gongzi dissolved Cao Yuwei's attack this time, she did not hurry to counterattack. She merely stood where she was without moving.

Cao Yuwei's brows drew together slightly. Was this little girl's perception truly so keen? After he had forged flames into armor, he had other methods at his disposal. If Mei Gongzi followed up with an attack, he was confident he could use those methods to restrain her. Yet Mei Gongzi did not advance, forcing the ability he had been building up to abort.

The battle blade slashed out again, its surging blade intent even stronger than before. Cao Yuwei moved with his blade, man and blade as one, charging straight at Mei Gongzi.

The Heavenly Secret Plume in Mei Gongzi's hand formed the Heavenly Mysterious Circle once more, and with an instantaneous teleportation, she switched positions. While dissolving her opponent's attack, she also dispelled his lock-on. The very next instant, she was already on the other side. A golden-red flash flickered across Cao Yuwei's body; had she not dodged quickly, another ability would undoubtedly have descended upon her.

A battle of attrition! She seemed to be planning to wear Cao Yuwei down.

Yet no one doubted the origin of this ability. After all, the Peacock Demon Race's greatest innate gift had always been Stellar Transposition. Her technique had the same marvelous effect through a different path as Stellar Transposition.

After Mei Gongzi dissolved Cao Yuwei's attack this time, she did not hurry to counterattack. She merely stood where she was without moving.

Cao Yuwei's brows drew together slightly. Was this little girl's perception truly so keen? After he had forged flames into armor, he had other methods at his disposal. If Mei Gongzi followed up with an attack, he was confident he could use those methods to restrain her. Yet Mei Gongzi did not advance, forcing the ability he had been building up to abort.

The battle blade slashed out again, its surging blade intent even stronger than before. Cao Yuwei moved with his blade, man and blade as one, charging straight at Mei Gongzi.

The Heavenly Secret Plume in Mei Gongzi's hand formed the Heavenly Mysterious Circle once more, and with an instantaneous teleportation, she switched positions. While dissolving her opponent's attack, she also dispelled his lock-on. The very next instant, she was already on the other side. A golden-red flash flickered across Cao Yuwei's body; had she not dodged quickly, another ability would undoubtedly have descended upon her.

A battle of attrition! She seemed to be planning to wear Cao Yuwei down.