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

Upon seeing Duan Xingchen's deathly pale face, Gu Wangjun, who was standing beside her, immediately understood her condition.

The guilt she felt for killing her fellow cultivators was creeping up her spine, to the point that she could hardly even hold her sword.

In addition, the constant cries for help, like whispers in his ear, shook Duan Xingchen's composure after a long time...

Looking at the two figures in front of him that seemed to have crawled out of the black mud, Gu Wangjun's face suddenly showed a few traces of indifference and coldness. He spoke softly, "Junior Sister, close your eyes."

Duan Xingchen snapped out of her daze and looked at Gu Wangjun with some surprise: "Wh...what?"

"Close your eyes," Gu Wangjun repeated calmly.

When Gu Wangjun suddenly became domineering, Duan Xingchen was stunned for half a second, then bit her lower lip and closed her eyes tightly.

Just as the girl closed her eyes, the young man named Gu Wangjun flew forward.

Steam-like vapor emanated from the pores on his skin, and as his blood surged rapidly within him, his already massive body swelled into a small mountain. His terrifying iron fists slammed down swiftly towards the two dark figures in front of him.

boom!

The violent impact created waves of air, and Duan Xingchen's clothes were blown by the strong wind. He subconsciously opened his eyes.

However, this action was stopped by King Gu: "Don't open your eyes."

Duan Xingchen's delicate body trembled. After pondering for a long time, she chose to obey her senior brother's words and closed her eyes tightly.

Without hesitation, King Gu roared and immediately struck down with his palm.

The large, thick palm seemed to be magnified countless times in the blink of an eye, and the imposing force of the palm as it fell brought an extremely destructive attack.

The two dark figures roared and were about to retaliate, but Gu Wangjun's downward palm smashed the black thorns that had suddenly grown all over their bodies to pieces, and pulverized their flesh.

Those were black thorns powerful enough to pierce the heart of a Void Transformation cultivator! Yet, beneath Gu Wangjun's incomparably powerful physique, they were as weak as straws, posing no threat whatsoever.

Crunch, crunch, crunch—

The black mud that was smashed did not die immediately, but instead made a sound like bones twisting. The black mud wriggling on the ground seemed to be trying to reshape their bodies.

Gu Wangjun coldly looked down at the two clumps of black mud at his feet, then raised his right foot.

A dazzling, holy golden light suddenly burst forth from his body, just like the Buddhist and Taoist robes that Duan Xingchen had displayed the night before when he attempted to convert the demon.

Not only did Duan Xingchen study Buddhism, but Gu Wangjun also learned some Buddhist teachings along the way.

It must be admitted that it is indeed a particularly profound and useful skill.

At this moment, it seemed as if the incarnation of the Great Sun Tathagata descended behind King Gu. However, compared to Duan Xingchen's incarnation, the Great Sun incarnation behind King Gu seemed more majestic and fierce, lacking some of the benevolence of saving all living beings, and more of the ruthlessness and domineering nature.

As he stomped down, a golden ripple suddenly spread across the ground, rapidly expanding outwards. Upon touching the black mud, it instantly transformed into countless golden dust particles, splashing onto the mud.

As if it had encountered its natural enemy, the black mud immediately let out a heart-wrenching roar, and then under the vast and boundless majestic divine light, it turned into wisps of black smoke and dissipated.

Gu Wangjun withdrew his domineering and fierce gaze, absorbed the Great Sun Incarnation he had released into his physical body, and the surrounding blood energy also dissipated.

When he turned back, he had transformed back into the same honest and robust young man he had been at the beginning, his face beaming with a genuine smile: "Junior Sister, it's alright now."

Upon hearing this, Duan Xingchen slightly opened her eyes. As expected, at this moment, in the vast, empty space, there was nothing else besides her and Gu Wangjun.

The two figures who had called for the Holy Maiden's help had long since vanished without a trace.

"Is that so..."

Duan Xingchen naturally knew what had happened. She wasn't Zhang Ruoxue, so how could she not understand the meaning behind Gu Wangjun telling her to close her eyes?

She paused, gripped the sword in her right hand tightly, bit her lower lip hard, and when she looked up, her eyes were full of gratitude as she looked at Gu Wangjun: "Senior Brother... thank you."

“If you can’t do it, I will.” Gu Wangjun laughed like a naive young man: “After all, I am still your senior brother.”

"Hmm." Duan Xingchen took a deep breath to calm himself down, then lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Senior Brother, is my temperament... not very good?"

"Hmm? What do you mean by that?"

"In a situation like just now, I definitely wouldn't have been able to do it."

Duan Xingchen seemed to have thought of something. She suppressed the sorrow in her heart and murmured softly, "If the Holy Feather Sect is really swallowed by that black tide and everyone turns into demons... then what if... I have to face my sect master grandfather in the end... what should I do?"

Gu Wangjun was taken aback. He suddenly remembered that Duan Xingchen had told him about the destruction of the Holy Feather Sect before.

If the Holy Feather Sect Master, who raised her and treated her like his own granddaughter, were to also fall into demonic ways...

Since Duan Xingchen is on the path of exorcising demons and is cultivating the Cleansing Demon Desolate Dust Record, he might eventually encounter the Holy Feather Sect Master who has fallen into demonic ways.

That was her only remaining relative; her brother, Duan Xingyao, had long since died, leaving only the sect leader of the Holy Feather Sect.

Could she really do it?

the answer is negative.

Gu Wangjun knew his junior sister's temperament well: she was too kind, somewhat timid, and had a heavy sense of responsibility but lacked the courage to match it.

Gu Wangjun slowly walked to Duan Xingchen's side, reached out and stroked his junior sister's smooth hair with his rough hand, and said with a smile: "People are never perfect. Look at our teacher, isn't he amazing? But he's just lazy. Even if he gets into a conflict with someone, most of the time he waits for others to come and beat him up. He doesn't like to take the initiative. Besides, when it comes to getting things done, sometimes he's reliable, and sometimes... well, you know."

"My junior sister's personality isn't exactly good or bad, but I quite like her."

With a simple and honest smile, Gu Wangjun said, "So when you can't bring yourself to do it, I'll do it and leave that mess to my senior brother."

"Senior Brother..."

Duan Xingchen stared blankly at the remarkably reliable Prince Gu in front of her for a moment, then her pretty face flushed slightly. She lowered her head and said softly, "Um... I understand."

"it is good."

Gu Wangjun nodded in satisfaction, then looked towards the direction where the two demons had disappeared, his gaze turning serious: "So... now the question is, what's the deal with these two demons? Why did they appear here?"

"I don't know."

Duan Xingchen's expression calmed down, and he shook his head: "These two demons appeared without any warning, and there is no gate leading to the Abyss of Demons around us, so it doesn't seem like they came out of there."

"So it was created by humans?" Gu Wangjun narrowed his eyes, thinking to himself that this was not good news: "There really are demonic cultivators hiding in the Blue Feather Heavenly Palace."

The moment this judgment was made—

As if sensing something, Gu Wangjun quickly took out the talisman from his bosom.

The runes above the talisman were flashing, symbolizing that some old rogue was calling out to him.

Gu Wangjun and Duan Xingchen exchanged a glance, their expressions both somewhat strange.

Gu Wangjun: "Teacher, could it be... that I overheard you talking badly about him just now?"

"Probably not..." Duan Xingchen was also a little scared.

There's no point in continuing to speculate here, so Gu Wangjun silently poured his spiritual energy into the talisman.

Then came Yunping's familiar voice.

"Hey, hey, hey, can you hear me? The most handsome man in the world is calling my beloved disciple. Respond if you hear me!"

Duan Xingchen and Gu Wangjun were already used to their teacher's strange self-reference.

Gu Wangjun wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and calmly replied, "Teacher, we can hear you."

"Good~"

The old rogue on the other end of the talisman chuckled, then said in a slightly more serious tone, "Well, Wang Jun and Light Bulb, don't be afraid of what I'm about to say."

"...What is it?" Gu Wangjun asked, somewhat puzzled.

The old rogue suddenly lowered his voice, but didn't utter anything particularly shocking.

He simply raised his head silently, looked up at the sky, and then asked, "Right now, the two of you are in the Blue Feather Heavenly Palace, right? Are you in an open space, not inside a building?"

"No, we're outside." Gu Wangjun honestly looked around and said, "It's quite spacious here."

"That's good, so now—"

"Please look up immediately."

look up?

Gu Wangjun and Duan Xingchen were taken aback, thinking to themselves, isn't the sky right above us? What else could there be besides the moon and stars at night?

It was at the same moment that the two of them had this thought.

The two people who looked up at the sky were so frightened that they opened their mouths wide and couldn't say a word.

Because what they saw was not the starry sky, not the moon, and certainly not some soaring deity.

It is a suspended island.

No.

Precisely.

They are the same floating islands that are exactly the same as the ones they are standing on.

That's right.

Imprinted in the center of one's vision, suspended in the sky, is the completely upside-down Blue Feather Heavenly Palace.

Another Blue Feather Heavenly Palace.

36. Would I kill myself?

Duan Xingchen subconsciously thought there was a mirror placed in the sky.

When they looked up, what they saw was a floating island completely opposite to the world they perceived, with buildings on it that were exactly the same as the Blue Feather Heavenly Palace.

In other words—

Another blue-feathered celestial palace was floating above their heads.

how can that be!

However, when Duan Xingchen gathered his spiritual energy into his eyes, wanting to find out what was going on, he found that no matter what he did, he could not get his gaze closer. His gaze seemed to be controlled by some inexplicable force.

Even the well-traveled and knowledgeable Gu Wangjun couldn't help but look dumbfounded. There aren't many things in this world that can surprise our senior brother of Yuntian Academy like this, and what happened today is one of them.

Another blue-feathered celestial palace floating in the sky... What on earth is going on?

"Teacher, why...why is this happening?"

"Isn't that amazing?"

Yun Ping, who was also inside the Blue Feather Heavenly Palace, held a talisman in one hand and stared at the glowing sphere in front of him with a dead fish eye. He then said, "Listen carefully to what I'm about to say. It concerns your life and death, and this time, even your master may not be able to save you."

"In other words, although it's a bit embarrassing for me to say this—"