"You..." He paused, looking at the calm and composed smile on Gu Tang's face, "Aren't you afraid that I or Jun Che might kill you in a fit of anger?"
"I am a little scared." Gu Tang explained with a smile: "In life, you have to give up something to gain something. Being too cautious is sometimes just another way of saying you're stuck in your ways."
That makes a lot of sense...
Mo Qingli pursed his lips, unsure how to refute.
"Moreover, as a Foundation Establishment cultivator, Sect Master Mo would probably not deign to fight me," Gu Tang added.
"If word gets out, aren't you worried that other malicious people will target you?" Mo Qingli asked again, "For example, arrest you and force you to reveal your knowledge of talisman arrays and sword techniques. Or they might kidnap your son to threaten you..."
“Hmm…” Gu Tang pondered.
Mo Qingli felt a secret thrill when she saw that he couldn't answer.
He didn't know where this feeling came from.
He didn't even consider that it was a very undignified thing for him, a sect leader of a major sect who was several levels below Gu Tang, to finally be able to stump the other party.
"What?" Seeing that Gu Tang hadn't answered her for a while, Mo Qingli urged him smugly, "Why aren't you answering? Now you know how frivolous and careless you've been, right?"
Gu Tang gave Mo Qingli a strange look, opened his mouth, and finally said, "Sect Master Mo, Nuo'er is, after all, the bloodline of Palace Master Feiyun..."
Was Qin Junche's title of Demon Lord earned for nothing?
There might be others who want to take action against him.
However, even though Gu Tang couldn't clearly sense it, he knew that Qin Junche had sent people to protect Gu Nuo.
Moreover, they only send highly skilled individuals.
He didn't answer; he hesitated because he didn't want to offend Mo Qingli, a potential major client.
Mo Qingli: "..."
Gu Tang smiled at him again: "If Sect Leader Mo has no other questions, then..."
He turned his gaze to Lin Fei: "Feiyun Palace and Ruyi Sect can each tell me the prices they are willing to offer, and the highest bidder wins. Of course, if you two are willing, you can also discuss it yourselves first."
After Gu Tang finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the entrance of the Feiyun Palace, saying as he walked, "I will wait for you two outside the door."
He didn't care at all whether Feiyun Palace and Ruyi Sect would join forces.
I'm not worried that they might collude to deliberately lower the price and rip me off.
Regardless of Mo Qingli's true feelings for Qin Junche, Ruyi Sect and Feiyun Palace will always remain two separate sects.
As long as they are not united, the two cannot truly be of one mind and one heart.
Moreover, if he were to actually do that, he could simply choose not to sell any of them.
After Gu Tang left the main hall, Lin Fei and Mo Qingli looked at each other awkwardly for a moment.
Not only the two of them, but all the disciples of Feiyun Palace and Ruyi Sect in the entire hall began to look at each other with a strange gaze.
They had no idea how things had gotten to this point.
"Uh... Sect Master Mo." Lin Fei gathered his thoughts and spoke first, "Since this matter involves Gu Tang, my Flying Cloud Palace is determined to obtain it..."
"Hmph!" Mo Qingli snorted. "My Ruyi Sect is also determined to obtain the alchemy talisman array. How about this, we can each compromise: Gu Tang is yours, and I will compete for the talisman array."
Lin Fei: "..."
He flicked his sleeves and strode towards the outside of the hall.
Lin Fei couldn't stop him, so he could only frown and stand there.
He dared not ask Qin Junche about this matter now, as his master was probably still furious.
Outside the hall, the mountain wind howled, and the white clouds drifted lazily.
Gu Tang stood with his hands behind his back on the edge of the cliff, watching the changing winds and clouds atop Feiyun Mountain.
Hearing footsteps behind him, he silently wondered whether it would be Lin Fei or Mo Qingli who came out first.
Then, smiling, she turned around...
Gu Tang: Huh? It's you?!
Behind him, Qin Junche, who had just stormed off in anger, was looking at him with an icy expression.
The mountain wind made his robe sleeves flutter loudly.
Seeing this up close, even Gu Tang, who was completely indifferent to these things, had to admit—
Even in the cultivation world where beauties abound, Qin Junche is still the most handsome man of all.
"Palace Master Qin." Gu Tang paused for a moment, then bowed politely to Qin Junche.
Qin Junche glared at him and slowly walked to Gu Tang's side.
"Is Nuo'er alright?" He and Gu Tang stood side by side on the edge of the cliff, looking down at this world that belonged to them.
"Very good." Gu Tang said with a smile, "Nuo'er has an excellent talent for cultivation and is progressing very quickly. Perhaps because he is your son, his talent in sword cultivation is especially good."
When he said "your son," his tone was as calm and unchanging as ever.
Instead, Qin Junche couldn't help but glance at him sideways.
"Hmm," Qin Junche replied casually.
Silence fell between them again.
"Do you regret it?" After a long while, Qin Junche suddenly asked.
"Huh?" Gu Tang was a little confused.
"I regret saving you back then, causing your cultivation to regress to its current state, making it impossible for you to make any progress." Qin Junche said slowly, almost word by word, "I also regret giving birth to Nuo'er for me, while I suffered endless humiliation and bitterness. And I, for all these years, have ignored you and your son."
"..."
Gu Tang has absolutely no memory of this period.
He didn't know if the original owner would regret it, nor did he know what kind of feelings the original owner had for Qin Junche.
He only knew that if it were him, he would definitely regret it to the point of despair!
His cultivation level regressed, and he was not so bad about giving birth to Nuoer. But for a cultivation fanatic like him, with his head full of cultivation techniques and secret manuals, he was completely unable to cultivate himself.
That was truly excruciating pain!
The pain was so intense that even breathing was filled with an irrepressible longing for spiritual practice.
Fortunately, this was a small world he was experiencing in order to overcome his tribulation.
If his true self were to be unable to cultivate again because of this, he felt he would want to smash Qin Junche to death!
His silence clearly led Qin Junche to misunderstand...
No! It was Qin Junche who received the deep regret emanating from him.
His face was already cold, but now it turned as cold as black.
“Actually…” Gu Tang thought for a moment and said, “It’s alright.”
He turned to look at Qin Junche: "Of course, if you want compensation, I won't refuse."
"Go ahead," Qin Junche said slowly, taking a deep breath.
“Let’s become Daoist partners.” Gu Tang’s eyes lit up and he immediately said.
At least let him complete the side quest.
Qin Junche: "..."
“Of course, once you become Daoist partners, you will still receive the talisman arrays and sword techniques,” Gu Tang added. “That way, your Flying Cloud Palace won’t have to compete with the Ruyi Sect.”
Qin Junche: "..."
“I can also accompany you in dual cultivation.” Gu Tang added, “But there’s an additional condition. You have to pretend that we’re loving and harmonious in front of Nuo’er, so that Nuo’er feels like she’s living in a warm and happy family.”
Gu Tang had no choice; the side quests provided by this broken system were just so demanding.
Qin Junche: "..."
He took a deep breath: "What if I still don't agree?"
"Oh." Gu Tang didn't seem to care.
He turned to walk towards the main hall: "Then I'll go ask Lin Fei and Mo Qingli if they've decided on their respective bids."
As soon as Gu Tang moved, his arm was pulled by a strong force.
Mo Qingli strode out of the main hall of Feiyun Palace and saw Qin Junche rising from the ground.
The white robes of the Palace Master of Feiyun Palace fluttered in the wind.
His robe was rolled up, completely obscuring the face of the person in his arms.
Chapter 16 The Son's Father is the Demon Lord (16)
Mo Qingli naturally knew Qin Junche.
They had known each other for many years, and Feiyun Palace and Ruyi Gate were considered family friends.
But he had never seen the Flying Cloud Palace Master like this before.
He flicked his sleeves, intending to leap up as well.
The person in Qin Junche's arms suddenly brushed aside the white robe covering his face and gave him a gentle smile.
Gu Tang rested one hand on Qin Junche's shoulder, smiling as he looked down: "Sect Master Mo."
He smiled at Mo Qingli and said, "I'm busy right now. You can tell me your quote later."
Mo Qingli: "..."
Qin Junche: "..."
Mo Qingli vaguely understood why the Palace Master of Feiyun Palace, who was always indifferent to people, would make such a grand show of waiting for a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator to come and visit him in Feiyun Palace.
Gu Tang felt the wind whistling past his ears, the spiritually rich air of Feiyun Mountain rushed towards him, and the white clouds seemed to be drifting around him.
Qin Junche's speed increased significantly, and the Ruyi Sect Master, who was standing in front of the main hall of Feiyun Palace, instantly became a small black dot.