Chapter 109: A Victory Certain

What Is a Demonic Cultivator? No scallions. 2628 words 2026-04-13 01:22:47

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After returning to the mountains, Qiu Yan sent letters to a few close friends—two men and two women in total. When they gathered, before anyone could ask, Qiu Yan said, “I just came across a rather bold disciple offering thirty mature Shadow Snake skins, each worth about ten spirit stones, totaling three hundred spirit stones! Are any of you interested in making a trip?”

“Who is this person? Such a high price must mean there’s an ulterior motive!” someone immediately warned.

Wandering cultivators knew all too well how ruthless the world could be. There was no such thing as free lunch in this harsh realm.

Normally, thirty mature Shadow Snake skins would fetch around two hundred spirit stones at most. For someone to offer so much, it was only natural to suspect some hidden agenda.

“He’s a disciple from Spirit Vulture Peak! Seems like he just recently joined. But he won’t be coming along with us! We only need to bring back the Shadow Snake skins,” Qiu Yan explained.

At this, everyone relaxed considerably.

They had worried that if they went out with the other party, something might go wrong. But if he stayed behind and everything was arranged by themselves, it would be much safer.

“Then that’s fine! But with such a wealthy background, why would he be at Spirit Vulture Peak? Which disciple is he?” another asked curiously.

“His name is Gu Changqing. As for why he’s at Spirit Vulture Peak, that’s unclear. He looks a bit domineering but is quite straightforward in character,” Qiu Yan smiled.

“Wait a moment, I’ll send a flying letter to a friend in the Registry!”

After a while, a reply came back, somewhat surprised: “Indeed, he is a newly admitted disciple at Spirit Vulture Peak, less than ten days in. It’s said he’s quite generous but acts rather domineering. On his first day, he injured many people and even took over the cave dwelling of Old Veteran Gun Master Weng Ping!”

Spirit Vulture Peak cultivators were notoriously fierce and combative. That he injured many on his first day and seized Weng Ping’s cave showed his bold nature.

However, Gu Changqing’s generosity also left a deep impression on the Registry cultivators.

After some discussion, the group felt there was no problem with this arrangement and agreed to prepare before setting out.

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“I thought you’d been caught by the guards!” Gao Wenxin said sharply upon seeing Gu Changqing return.

“Minister, you seem busy every day. Want me to help take some of the burden?” Gu Changqing pulled up a chair with a smile, noting the endless piles of paperwork on her desk.

“Oh? How kind of you,” Gao Wenxin teased, eyes sparkling.

“I just have the feeling you misunderstand me,” Gu Changqing chuckled.

Then he proposed, “How about this: I become the minister, you the deputy minister, and you still handle the affairs. That way, your power remains, but your pressure lessens.”

He sighed. “You know, the greatest pressure is responsibility! The minister’s role is to bear that responsibility.”

Gao Wenxin nearly laughed at his words, leaning back with arms crossed, her mood broadening.

She looked at Gu Changqing with a half-smile: “I always knew you wouldn’t behave, but I didn’t expect you to rebel so soon!”

“You’re overthinking. I just think you work too hard and want to help,” he said, feeling she still misunderstood.

“Cut it out. If you want to rebel, try beating me first!” she said lightly, not angry.

“Shall we fight?” Gu Changqing raised an eyebrow. He still wasn’t sure of her true strength.

“You’re not there yet! When you reach level six, then we’ll talk,” Gao Wenxin replied casually.

“Fine!” He wasn’t in a rush.

“Besides, if you become minister, everything falls to you. Don’t expect me to help.”

If others overheard their banter, they’d be shocked.

One dared to speak so boldly, the other responded so casually, as if joking.

Gao Wenxin never liked being in this seat. If Gu Changqing really could defeat her, she was somewhat eager to hand over the minister’s position.

From the moment she discovered Gu Changqing’s talent, she knew she’d found a treasure and had indulged him ever since for this reason.

Then she could set aside other matters and focus solely on sword training.

“Anything else? I’ll arrange things and then we’ll set off for the Qingjiang battlefield.”

“You’re going too?” Gu Changqing was surprised.

“Curious,” Gao Wenxin said calmly. “The martial arts there are quite profound. I wonder what the Martial Sovereign of Dongyang Mountain is like!”

Gu Changqing shrugged, then went downstairs to his office, stopping by to confiscate the risqué magazines in Tan Li’s drawer.

“Got time to find a girlfriend, but no girlfriend? Then go to nightclubs instead of reading these every day…” Gu Changqing took the magazines, flicking Tan Li lightly on the head.

Through the slats of the blinds, Tan Li saw Gu Changqing return, legs crossed, thoroughly absorbed in the magazines. He mouthed the phrase to others mimicking: “Got time to find a girlfriend, no girlfriend? Go to nightclubs, but read these every day…”

The others quietly chuckled.

After more than an hour, the phone on Gu Changqing’s desk rang. He answered on speakerphone, then rose and walked out.

“Qiao Renxia and Tan Li, you two come with me!”

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“Captain, is this a mission?” the two asked eagerly.

“Yes, escort me and the minister to the Qingjiang battlefield,” Gu Changqing said as he walked.

“Qiao Renxia will drive my car, Tan Li will take another,” he ordered.

After waiting downstairs a moment, Gao Wenxin appeared in combat gear, her slightly curled long hair tied back, looking unusually fresh.

Qiao Renxia and Tan Li drove while Gu Changqing sat beside Gao Wenxin in the back, eyes closed, resting.

Midway, Qiao Renxia suddenly spotted a figure standing in the middle of the road ahead. Alarmed, she slammed on the brakes, tires screeching as the vehicle nearly skidded off the roadside.

She angrily leaned forward and demanded, “Who are you? Trying to scam us?”

Standing there was a thin young man in a black shirt.

Gao Wenxin glanced at the man, then looked behind to see another man following.

She turned to Gu Changqing, “Two level-six awakeners. Looks like we’re in for some trouble today.”

Though she said this, her expression remained calm.

“They actually deployed level-six awakeners against you? They must really be taking you seriously!”

Even among guards, level-six awakeners were rare.

Previously, they sent one level-six awakener to block Gao Wenxin and several level-five awakeners to capture Gu Changqing, a high standard already.

Now, sending two level-six awakeners, and on the way to the Qingjiang battlefield no less—this was a clear sign they were determined to succeed.

Gu Changqing showed no reaction, but Qiao Renxia was startled.

Since joining Zhongming, she had often heard the name Qi Wuyang, a level-six awakener and master of thunder control.

Worldwide, there were only ten level-seven awakeners; level six was already the pinnacle of awakeners.

“That’s very kind of them!” Gu Changqing grinned widely, his smile stretching to his ears, yet giving off the air of a humanoid beast.

“If I accidentally kill them, well, that’s not my fault!”

(The End of this Chapter)