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

Clearly being targeted, yet speaking up for the person targeting him—Gu Tianren's actions, as seen by Duan Xingchen, confirmed that something unspeakable must have happened between Gu Tianren and Lan Chun.

However, this is their business, and these two outsiders have no right to ask too many questions.

"Young Master."

Gu Asan, standing to the side, scratched his head sheepishly, a few embarrassed smiles on his face, and humbly asked Gu Tianren, "Um, is there anything else you need?"

"That's all." Gu Tianren smiled slightly, seemingly seeing through Gu Asan's little scheme, and said, "Go back and cultivate. That battle just now must have given you some insights, right?"

"Hey hey hey..."

Gu Asan couldn't help but smile. "Nothing can escape your eyes, young master."

"Alright, stop flattering me." Gu Tianren smiled and waved his hand. "Go on, I'll chat with these two distinguished guests a little longer."

"Yes." Gu Asan bowed deeply and then hurriedly left.

I've gained some insights... huh?

It's not uncommon for people to spar with opponents whose swordsmanship is far superior to their own, often making them aware of issues they had never considered before. It's understandable that they would rush back to test their swordsmanship.

Duan Xingchen watched Gu Asan's departing figure and murmured, "You and he don't look like master and servant at all."

Although these words were spoken softly, they still reached Gu Tianren's ears. He chuckled and said, "At first, I did treat Ah San as a servant, and I only took him in on a whim. But... his thoughts are very interesting, and he has many ideas that transcend this era."

"He is not an ordinary person. Although he was born a commoner, if things continue to develop like this, he will surely become a hero in the future."

Gu Wangjun glanced almost imperceptibly at Gu Tianren, whose face held a strange look of satisfaction, and asked, "You think so highly of him?"

"Yes. Just like he thinks highly of me."

At this point, Gu Tianren's smile grew even wider: "I had originally planned to give up martial arts, but it was this kid who said some strange things like 'there are 360 ​​professions, and every profession has its own path,' which made me feel that martial arts will one day develop into the 'Way of Martial Arts.'"

"It seems that he is the only person in the entire palace who supports my martial arts training, even though my martial arts talent seems to be very low."

Gu Tianren gave a wry smile, completely unconcerned about his low level of martial arts skills.

He simply sipped his tea, gazing in the direction Gu Asan had gone, and smiled faintly.

Duan Xingchen stared meaningfully at the chief of the Blue Feather Heavenly Palace, then silently picked up his teacup.

This tea is quite delicious.

……

……

night.

"Do you think they're kindred spirits?"

Moon stars are rare.

Located high in the sky, deep within a cave on a floating island, Duan Xingchen and Gu Wangjun were placed in a separate room.

Since there was only one empty room, Duan Xingchen and Gu Wangjun had to squeeze together.

Even so, they didn't complain about anything, and even when they slept in the same bed, they didn't feel awkward at all.

the reason is simple--

Duan Xingchen was actually sleeping in a coffin.

Even if I told you that there was a stunningly beautiful girl lying in the dark coffin next to you, do you think you could get an erection just by looking at that coffin that exudes a cold aura?

The first thing you see when you wake up every morning is a coffin lying next to you—this sight would not only scare you, but even if Uncle Chen came to visit, it would make you wilt.

Fortunately, our Senior Brother Gu Wangjun is brave enough and has long been used to it. He no longer reacts to the idea of ​​having a coffin next to him in bed.

"I guess so."

Duan Xingchen, inside the coffin, replied calmly, "That Gu A-San is a pillar of support for Gu Tianren's martial arts. For Gu Tianren, he's practically his spiritual support."

"And it seems they've been together for quite a while."

Gu Wangjun nodded, and asked without changing his expression, "So, who exactly are the Martial Emperors of later generations?"

"I don't know... It's most likely that Gu A-San." Duan Xingchen could only guess to determine the identity of the Martial Emperor: "I think his swordsmanship talent is quite good."

At this point, Duan Xingchen started brainstorming again: "And then there's Lan Chun. I remember that a long time ago, the palace master of Lanyu Heavenly Palace was surnamed Lan, but now Gu Tianren is the chief. If we want to be consistent with history... Gu Tianren might step down from the chief position."

"Perhaps we haven't reached that era yet, it's too early to draw conclusions." Gu Wangjun calmed down and said coldly, "Although the surname Lan is rare, it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. It might just be a coincidence."

"That's true."

Duan Xingchen nodded slightly—she couldn't make much movement in the coffin anyway, and even if she did, Gu Wangjun wouldn't see it: "Besides, it doesn't seem to make any use of caring about these things. Our goal is to cleanse our minds at the Blue Ice Pool. It's best not to get involved in the past."

"Too."

Although he was still somewhat concerned, Gu Wangjun took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed his curiosity.

"Go to sleep, junior sister."

After speaking, King Gu gently closed his eyes.

Duan Xingchen gave a soft "hmm" and then calmed down inside the coffin, remaining still.

The night at Blue Feather Heavenly Palace was unusually cold.

Perhaps it was the chill of the ice crystals spreading, with gusts of cold wind blowing by.

For some reason, there was a faint scent in the air that seemed to belong to this place. At first, it was just a faint smell, but as time went by, it slowly became stronger.

At a certain moment.

The smell wafted into the room with the cold wind, and its nature suddenly changed.

boom!

A muffled thud echoed throughout the room.

Duan Xingchen's beautiful eyes widened in horror, and almost instinctively she slapped the coffin lid away, sending it flying and crashing into the ceiling.

At almost the same time, Gu Wangjun opened his eyes and quickly turned over.

The two siblings exchanged a glance and both saw the astonishment in each other's eyes.

"Where is it?" Gu Wangjun asked seriously.

At this moment, Duan Xingchen, who was radiating a holy glow in the darkness, held his breath and looked in the direction of the strange aura. After pondering for a while, he quickly made a judgment: "Southeast direction, very close!"

"go!"

King Gu dared not delay and quickly got out of bed.

Since the journey itself was not far, Duan Xingchen did not have Gu Wangjun carry her. Instead, she took the coffin-shaped magic artifact with her and flew out of the cave.

why.

Why is there a demonic aura here?!

Moreover, just by smelling it, Duan Xingchen could tell that it was an extraordinary demon.

The demonic aura was strong and lingering, its repulsive stench lingering in the nasal cavity for several minutes before dissipating.

This foul stench, so unpleasant to recall, symbolizes a demon of extraordinary power.

Come to think of it, Duan Xingchen realized that he had indeed smelled the scent of demonic energy before stepping into the Blue Feather Heavenly Palace.

However, after Gu Tianren led him into the Blue Feather Heavenly Palace, the scent inexplicably disappeared completely.

Only now, when the demonic aura reappeared, did she recall the demonic scent she had smelled earlier.

If that's the case, then such a massive demonic aura must have been created by hundreds or even thousands of demons gathering together.

But why... did the demonic scents disappear after entering the Blue Feather Heavenly Palace?

But now it has suddenly reappeared.

eccentric.

That's too weird.

Before Duan Xingchen could even figure it out, the filthy darkness was already in front of him.

A clump of irregular, almost unrecognizable black sludge wriggled on the ground, leaving behind traces of complete corrosion wherever it crawled.

It seemed to appear out of thin air, with no spatial rifts around it, unlike something that emerged from a demon cave. There was no aura of a secret realm around it either. In the end, the Blue Feather Heavenly Palace itself did not have the leisure to create a secret realm within the palace.

Where did this demon come from?

Although the demon's form does not appear to be fixed, it should not be a particularly troublesome demon.

Judging from the aura emanating from it, this demon's cultivation level is very likely approaching the Void Transformation stage...

Demons at the Void Transformation stage are rare. Most of them are offspring of ancient demons within the Abyss of Demons, or exceptionally talented minor demons who devour flesh and blood along the way.

"Could there be any demonic cultivators hiding around here?" Duan Xingchen looked around, trying hard to find any possible demonic cultivators.

After all, it's unlikely that a Void Realm demon would suddenly appear here; the possibility of a demonic cultivator manipulating things behind the scenes is not low.

Although Duan Xingchen didn't know whether demonic cultivators existed in this era.

Gu Wangjun silently circulated his spiritual energy and whispered, "No matter what, we have to deal with this demon first... Look at that room over there..."

Duan Xingchen followed Gu Wangjun's gaze and, as expected—

I saw the small house, still intact, next to that stinking sludge.

That seems to be... Gu Asan's house.

31. Holy Feather Sect

The foul-smelling, pitch-black sludge, seemingly blending into the night, slowly spread outwards, its nauseating appearance only slightly revealed in the dim moonlight.

A demon without any discernible form, its body composed of pure demonic energy. Its appearance is like wrinkles, with patterns that flow like water, constantly undulating. It seems to lack intelligence, only ever expanding its territory and devouring everything within its sight as nourishment.

—If nothing unexpected happens, judging from its characteristics, this demon should be in the newly born stage.

How could a newborn demon possess demonic energy at the Void Transformation level? Could it be the Demon Slayer's own son? Reaching the Void Transformation level right after birth?

Countless questions swirled in my mind, but the most urgent task at hand was undoubtedly to protect the little house that was about to be shrouded in darkness.

"Have faith in the Holy Light!"

Duan Xingchen murmured softly, and the coffin-shaped magical artifact he was carrying behind him instantly transformed into countless fragments of light that scattered and gathered in Duan Xingchen's palm. A pure white sword radiating holy light pointed straight ahead.