Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

Because at this very moment.

Standing before him was Gu Asan, a servant who had offered to serve the two of them.

He has a face that is exactly the same as that of Emperor Wu, Gu Tianren.

26. Gu Tianren knew nothing about the future.

The servant who called himself Gu Asan clearly had the face of Emperor Wu, Gu Tianren.

The young man who called himself Gu Tianren had never left any impression on King Gu.

Surprising.

Too bizarre.

So bizarrely, Gu Wangjun even began to wonder if this was a joke his teacher made because he seemed to have a stomachache.

just.

He stared at Gu Asan in front of him, who blinked blankly, his expression utterly wooden.

Gu Wangjun was silent for a moment, then asked, "What did you just say your name was?"

“Gu Asan.” The honest-looking young man dressed as a servant seemed to understand something and immediately laughed, “Oh, this name was given to me by our young master. When he rescued me, he saw that I had nowhere to go, so he gave me a name with the same surname as him and made me his servant to enter this Blue Feather Heavenly Palace with him.”

"You were rescued by Gu... Gu Tianren?" Duan Xingchen asked.

“Yeah, I see.” Gu A-San didn’t quite understand why the two men in front of him were so interested in his past. He paused, then continued to pour tea for them while replying, “Back then, I was homeless and didn’t know this area very well. I had no choice but to find a place to beg for food…”

Recalling his past miserable experiences, Gu Asan shook his head repeatedly as he spoke, his tone tinged with an indelible bitterness: "Those days were really tough. We didn't know where our next meal would come from. To make a living... we even had to resort to petty theft. Fortunately, Young Master Gu was kind-hearted and took me in."

"What was your original name?"

"Original name?" Gu Asan was taken aback, seemingly reluctant to bring up the topic: "It doesn't matter. Life is pretty good now, why bother about the past?"

Gu Wangjun gave Gu Asan a barely perceptible look, though he wanted to ask more questions. But seeing Gu Asan's preoccupied and unwilling-to-talk-about-the-past, he figured it would be pointless to ask.

Thinking of this, Gu Wangjun quietly activated the talisman in his storage ring to communicate with Yun Ping, who was in another time and space.

"What's wrong? You guys aren't going to cause trouble so soon, are you?"

As Yun Ping's voice reached his ears, Gu Wangjun thought to himself, "It's you, teacher, who's causing trouble..."

He paused for a few seconds, then used his inner voice to infuse the talisman with spiritual energy, saying, "Teacher, there's something I want to ask you."

"What's the matter?"

"Did you ever stay in the Blue Feather Heavenly Palace before you became an immortal?"

In another time and space.

Yun Ping, who was following the cultivators from the Blue Feather Heavenly Palace into the main palace to meet with the deputy palace master, suddenly paused and asked, "Well... I don't recall ever going there much. I might drop by once or twice occasionally. What's wrong?"

"So you don't have any experience of staying in the Blue Feather Heavenly Palace for an extended period of time... right?"

Yunping stroked his chin seriously and said, "I guess so, but it's been so long, I can't remember very clearly. Maybe there was a beautiful princess from the Blue Feather Heavenly Palace who pursued me in the past—who knows, such things might happen."

If it were anyone else, saying those words would be nothing short of self-aggrandizement.

But after all, this old rogue with dead fish eyes, no energy, and a lazy, carefree attitude was once a powerful and influential emperor who had attracted many suitors across the three heavens. It was commonplace for him to be pursued by beauties.

Gu Wangjun twitched the corner of his mouth, then murmured, "This is really strange..."

The teacher clearly stated that he had not stayed in the Blue Feather Heavenly Palace for long. If that is the case, then what about Gu Asan, who looks exactly like the Martial Emperor?

Senseless.

King Gu was stunned.

Even the eldest brother's contemplative Bright Peak couldn't figure it out, so our ninth junior sister, Duan Xingchen, with her flowing hair, couldn't possibly know the ins and outs.

At this moment, the two senior and junior brothers and sisters were staring blankly at each other, lost in deep thought.

It was at this moment that Gu Asan's gaze involuntarily fell on the black coffin that King Gu had placed aside.

He paused for a moment before hesitatingly asking, "Excuse me, gentlemen, what is this coffin...?"

Sure enough, anyone would find this coffin strange.

Duan Xingchen shook her head helplessly. Since leaving Yuntian Academy, she had explained the coffin to countless people.

Now, she said again, patiently, "Consider it my magical artifact."

"A magical artifact?!" Gu A-San blinked. "Using a coffin to smash people?"

“Although it has been used like this before—” Duan Xingchen couldn’t help but recall that he had to use a coffin to smash the head of a demon when he was exorcising demons due to some accident. He pursed his lips and said, “However, the main body is a sword, and this coffin is a magical artifact that can take shape.”

"sword?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Asan's expression changed.

He stared at Duan Xingchen in disbelief, then turned his gaze to Gu Wangjun.

His gaze quickly roamed over Gu Wangjun's explosive muscle lines. He swallowed hard and then said, "Actually, I've wanted to ask this from the very beginning. You two... you wouldn't happen to be body cultivators, would you?"

Duan Xingchen pondered for a few seconds, then nodded affirmatively: "Yeah, I guess so."

"He's actually quite a body cultivator... that's really rare."

Gu Asan felt genuinely grateful, and then exclaimed, "There are very few cultivators in this world who cultivate the body, and there are even fewer cultivators like you who use a sword as a magical weapon."

If such words were spoken in the future, people would definitely think that the person who said them is absolutely crazy.

But in this era, this statement is true.

the reason is simple.

The Martial Emperor has not yet been born, and the Way of Martial Arts has not yet arrived.

In the distant ancient times, most cultivators were unwilling to deliberately train their physical bodies, nor did they have the awareness to condense a flying sword to take lives from a hundred miles away. They simply cultivated incantations or inscribed incantations on talisman paper, using talismans as carriers of spiritual energy.

To put it bluntly, in ancient times, everyone cultivated talismans.

Only after the Martial Emperor rose to power and ascended to the position of Immortal Emperor did the great era of martial arts begin.

Gu Asan laughed, revealing a similar honesty to Gu Wangjun: "No wonder the young master brought you into the palace. He is extremely interested in martial arts, although this is somewhat out of step with the mainstream in the palace."

At this point, Gu Asan couldn't help but sigh again: "If only the people in the palace could understand the young master more, otherwise, the young master wouldn't have been ostracized to such an extent."

"Exclusion?"

Duan Xingchen raised an eyebrow: "Was he ostracized?"

“Yes.” When talking about this, Gu Asan’s eyes showed extreme dissatisfaction, and his tone was more resentful: “Just because the young master is only interested in studying martial arts and is unwilling to practice magic techniques, he is regarded as a freak by his fellow disciples. Although his status in the palace is not low, almost no one is willing to get close to him, and there are hardly any people who can even talk to him.”

Speaking of status, Duan Xingchen seemed to recall that when they entered the pass, Gu Tianren seemed to have mentioned that he held a special position in the palace.

"But as we came in, we saw everyone bowing to him."

“That’s just a formality…” Gu Asan shook his head: “Behind the scenes, the things they say aren’t very nice—not to mention his fellow cultivators, even the elders can’t stand him. They’re always saying things like, ‘No matter what, he’s the chief cultivator, how can he practice such crude and inferior martial arts?’”

So Gu Tianren is the chief disciple of Lan Yu Tian Palace?!

This status is not just a matter of being "not low" or "not bad".

It was at this moment.

The door was suddenly pushed open.

A handsome young man with a gentle, refreshing face stepped into the house with a helpless, bitter smile on his face. He said, "Ah San, I asked you to entertain the guests, but you're introducing me to them instead?"

"Young Master?!" Gu A'san exclaimed in surprise, not expecting Gu Tianren to return so quickly. "Why are you back so soon?"

"Because the Palace Master has important matters to attend to and needs to go into seclusion, he will not emerge from seclusion for three days." Gu Tianren looked at Gu Wangjun and the other man with apologetic expression, bowed his head and said, "I apologize to you both. If you have the time, would you like to stay in the palace for three days?"

Gu Wangjun lowered his eyelids, showing no anxiety: "That's alright."

It's only three days, so they're not in a particular hurry.

Moreover, during this time, Gu Wangjun can thoroughly investigate the situation of Gu Asan and Gu Tianren.

It's impossible for just one person to have the same name and another person to look alike, right?

The coincidence is so great that it's almost like the split personality of a schizophrenic patient also suffers from schizophrenia—anyway, it sounds absurd.

That would be wonderful.

Gu Tianren smiled with relief, but then a hint of longing involuntarily surfaced in his eyes.

He stared intently at Gu Wangjun's explosive muscles, gazing at his mountain-like, robust body, his eyes gleaming with a sharp light: "Since you two are willing to stay in my cave for a few more days, then I have a favor to ask of you."

"What is it?" Duan Xingchen asked.

"Since you two are both body cultivators, just as this kid Gu Asan said, I am somewhat interested in martial arts. May I ask you two for some guidance?"

May I ask you for martial arts instruction?

Gu Wangjun was somewhat stunned.

It's not that it's impossible, but this sudden request made King Gu instantly realize an extremely ominous problem.

Asking for martial arts advice, to put it bluntly, is just sparring.

Although he could suppress his own level and spar with his opponent solely based on his martial arts skills, he was, after all, a person from the future era, and his martial arts level far surpassed that of Gu Tianren.

Moreover, he was unsure whether the Gu Tianren before him was the future Emperor Wu, or whether he was his teacher.

If it's not, then so be it; if it is—

I beat up my teacher.

This is so embarrassing.

However, if this task were given to Ye Yuchan, she would definitely be more than happy to do it.

Looking into Gu Tianren's bright eyes, Gu Wangjun scratched his bald head and said helplessly, "It's not impossible, but since you're asking for advice, please stop here."

"Great."

A satisfied smile appeared on Gu Tianren's face, and he then said to Gu Asan beside him, "Asan—"

"Prepare a sword for me!"

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