Hearing that familiar voice, Gu Changqing frowned involuntarily. He never expected that this time, the power transfer wasn't as extensive as it had been with Old Xu. After all, Old Xu was his son, and Gu Changqing wanted to ensure Old Xu could discipline him in the future, so the power transfer only reached the peak of the Great Sage realm. Yet, the compensation he received was about the same as Old Xu's. However, Gu Changqing shook his head and didn't care anymore. It didn't matter. Wasn't more compensation better? Did he really want less compensation? That would be utterly ridiculous.

Gu Changqing didn't say anything more after that. With a wave of his hand, he continued heading towards the sect in the Chaos Flying Boat.

He thought to himself that the world had gained a Great Sage or someone with a terrifying cultivation level like Old Xu, but that had little to do with him, and he didn't care about such things at all.

His dream was to have everyone in the entire sect inherit the Great Emperor level. As for the rest of the world, if they could inherit the Great Emperor level, they could; if not, it didn't matter. In his eyes, they were just a bunch of韭菜 (a metaphor for being exploited).

However, if everyone in the world were to inherit the Great Emperor's teachings, wouldn't he have countless disciples, just like his students are all over the world? Wherever he went, he would become a legend, and everyone would have to respectfully ask him to be called "Teacher." Thinking of this, Gu Changqing felt even happier and more comfortable.

Just then, Old Xu's son suddenly spoke up: "My benefactor. You've passed on so much cultivation to me, it's like giving me a tremendous opportunity. I can't possibly not repay you; it would be impossible for me to do so without feeling guilty. How about this, I have a cousin who is extremely beautiful, a true beauty, a classic beauty, but very aloof, like an ice queen. Although I consider her my sister, I haven't been able to touch a hair on her head all these years. How about this, I'd like to introduce her to you. I wonder what you think? Would you be willing?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Changqing's eyes immediately relaxed, and he beamed with joy. As a man, Gu Changqing would naturally try to seduce any beautiful woman he saw. He wasn't some kind of saint, nor did he want to be a hypocrite like Liu Xiahui. He always looked down on hypocritical people. All men are like that; they might not be able to resist beautiful women, but they'd take them if they could, and if they couldn't, they wouldn't let someone else take them. Gu Changqing was never pretentious; he was never that kind of person. Such people were too hypocritical, and Gu Changqing despised them the most.

Then, Gu Changqing gently patted Old Xu's son and said, "Brother, you're pretty good. Okay, take me there!"

The group then flew swiftly towards a city.

Along the way, Gu Changqing learned that the girl's name was Shangguan Yaoyao. The name sounded very ancient. She had died when she was young, and her parents lived in extreme poverty. Moreover, she had no cultivation and was just a mortal. She was always coveted by some cultivators and even bullied by them. However, because she had no cultivation, she did not dare to fight back. But those cultivators were not very interested in mortals, so they would just tease her a little and that would be it.

Gu Changqing soon arrived in the city with Lao Xu and Lao Xu's son.

Looking around, one can see that this city is really big, covering hundreds of acres, and looks very magnificent.

Once inside the city, the city was ablaze with lights, a riot of colors, with carriages flowing like water and horses like dragons, and countless pedestrians coming and going.

Gu Changqing glanced at it a few times, then followed Lao Xu and Lao Xu's son toward a street.

Ahead was a street that looked very bustling, with many stalls, opera singers, storytellers, fortune tellers, and so many that Gu Changqing was almost dazzled and couldn't take it all in.

After walking down this street, Gu Changqing saw a mansion in front of him.

The house was not large, occupying at most half an acre of land. Inside a wooden door were three tiled rooms, suggesting a very poor lifestyle.

However, Gu Changqing and Jiang Qingcheng's expressions changed, because it seemed they had arrived at the worst possible time.

In front of the gate of this mansion stood a large group of people, led by a young man in white robes. He carried a folding fan and had a sword at his waist. He looked very dashing and had a decent appearance. His face was painted with something that made his skin appear as white as a woman's. Combined with his effeminate features, one might mistake him for a woman.

At this moment, the young man in white was wearing a bright red hat and a large red flower on his chest.

Inside the carriage behind them, all the servants and attendants were dressed in festive attire, each wearing a bright red robe, as if they were there to welcome a bride.

However, this young man in white did not change into red clothes, but was dressed in white, which made him look very dashing.

Old Xu's son glanced at it and immediately understood. It must be that he wanted to marry Shangguan Yaoyao, but Shangguan Yaoyao did not agree, so he forcibly took her away here, hence the mismatched clothes. However, this was just Old Xu's son's guess.

Old Xu's son was about to go in and ask when he learned that Shangguan Yaoyao's house had a back door. Old Xu's son led Gu Changqing through the back door.

Because the back door required walking around the entire house, the young man in white didn't see them. After leading Gu Changqing, Jiang Qingcheng, and his father into the house, they found that there was no one inside, except for a cough coming from another room.

Gu Changqing went over to take a look and saw that she was indeed a stunningly beautiful woman with skin as white as snow, a slender figure, and a height of about 1.7 meters. She was wearing a very red dress, and her face was as white as jade. She looked extremely beautiful, and her waist was so slender that it could be grasped in one hand.

As Gu Changqing looked at the woman, she also saw him and was slightly taken aback. But then she saw Old Xu, Old Xu's son, and a beautiful woman following behind Gu Changqing, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Shangguan Yaoyao guessed something; the man and woman that Lao Xu's son brought were probably their friends. Thinking of this, Shangguan Yaoyao was no longer nervous.