Gu Changqing boarded the flying boat, plopped down on the pavilion, took a bite of the spiritual fruit, and casually gave it to the beautiful young woman next to him.

The spiritual fruit is no longer of much use to him, and besides, he can gain a lot of cultivation points by transferring his power, so the spiritual fruit is of no use to him.

This is the difference between Gu Changqing and that demonic cultivator. While that demonic cultivator was still fighting to the death for a spiritual fruit, Gu Changqing's vision had already surpassed his by countless times.

Seeing that the chief senior brother had actually rewarded her with a spiritual fruit, the young woman was overjoyed. Her beautiful eyes sparkled, and she quickly took the fruit in her hand, her snow-white wrist trembling.

“Sister Lu, Brother Ma, what do you think of that idiot’s death?” Gu Changqing asked with a smile.

"This is absolutely terrible! The chief senior brother is just too powerful!"

"Yeah! As expected of the chief senior brother, he slapped that person into dust with one slap. He's too strong, a real master!"

The young woman and Ma Wanjin spoke repeatedly, their admiration surging like a flood.

"Hahaha, just a little Great Sage, daring to show off in front of me, Gu, he's asking for death." Gu Changqing felt a surge of pleasure and picked up a grape next to him, munching on it.

Nothing much happened after that. Gu Changqing ate hotpot and sang songs all the way back to his sect.

After flying for a short while, upon reaching a canyon pass, Gu Changqing suddenly sensed something, looked back, and said:

"Huh?"

He immediately waved his hand and said, "Sister Lu, go and take a look at the back."

"Yes, Senior Brother." The young woman quickly stopped massaging his back and walked towards the stern of the boat.

She returned shortly afterward, followed by a group of people—the same ones who had been on the hill earlier.

"So it's you guys. What brings you here?" Gu Changqing said casually, eating grapes with his legs crossed.

"Haha, greetings, sir! We were just witnessing your terrifying power, your every move like a god descending to earth. We were filled with admiration, but unfortunately, we were so shocked that we forgot to follow you. It was only after you left that we realized what had happened and rushed over to see you." A bald cultivator said respectfully.

This bald cultivator was unremarkable in appearance, but his voice was actually a woman's voice. Gu Changqing looked closely and realized that he was actually a nun.

"What, did you come here to marry me? Unfortunately, I only like beautiful women, not nuns. You can leave now," Gu Changqing said without blinking.

"Haha, sir, you've misunderstood. This humble nun has come to invite you to the awesome conference. I hope you will do me the honor of attending," the bald cultivator said warmly.

"Awesome Conference? What's that?" Gu Changqing asked, puzzled.

"You may not know this, but the 'Awesome Tournament' sounds impressive, but frankly, it's just a martial arts competition to see who's the best. The best one is chosen and awarded the title of 'King of Awesomeness.' If you don't mind, senior, would you like to come with us and take a look?" the bald cultivator explained respectfully.

"No interest." Gu Changqing refused directly, waving his hand and saying, "Truly awesome people never care about titles; they usually just buy them with money because it's too much trouble!"

He then took out ten million top-grade spirit stones and threw them on the ground, asking, "Is that enough?"

The bald cultivator was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "Big boss, you are really rich and powerful. But you have misunderstood. I am actually the initiator and host of the Awesome Conference. I won't waste any more words. The reason I came here is to directly present you with the title of King of Awesomeness. Your performance just now was truly shocking. Without further ado, here is the honorary medal of King of Awesomeness."

As he spoke, the bald cultivator gathered the spirit stones scattered on the ground into his arms, put them in a bag, and then handed a golden plaque to Gu Changqing.

Gu Changqing didn't show it on his face, but he chuckled to himself.

Why make it sound so nice? You still have to pay money to buy it.

He took the medal, played with it for a while, then suddenly remembered something and asked casually, "Is this medal connected to the internet?"

"What, connected to the internet?" The bald cultivator was stunned, not understanding.

"Oh, I mean, this brand is universally recognized throughout the Nine Heavens Realm, right? Does that mean if I take it out, people will immediately know I'm awesome? In other words, does this thing have any authority, and is it universally recognized throughout the Nine Heavens Realm?" Gu Changqing asked.

"So that's what you mean, sir. Uh, I'm really sorry, to be honest, this is a private gathering initiated by this nun. It's only valid within our small circle, and it's not recognized by outsiders." The bald cultivator was embarrassed and quickly clasped his hands in greeting.

The atmosphere froze instantly upon hearing this.

After a moment, Gu Changqing said in a deep voice, "Then what use would I have for your badge?"

"Uh, please calm down, sir. How could I possibly accept your money? As I just said, the token was a free gift. The reason I took this money was simply to help you clean up the money that had fallen all over the ground. Please take it." Sensing that the other party seemed angry, the bald cultivator quickly said, while hurriedly returning the bag of spirit stones he had prepared, his forehead dripping with cold sweat.

Gu Changqing took back the money, glanced at her indifferently, and said coldly, "Don't let me see you again. Get lost."

"Yes, yes, yes, yes!" The bald monk hurriedly scrambled away.

Then, Gu Changqing picked up the spear next to him.

A moment later, he turned around and looked at another gray-haired old man, saying, "Is this what you gave me?"

The old man quickly replied, "Yes, this gun is very powerful. I hope you will accept it, sir."

He had already placed this spear here, hoping to befriend this big shot.

"Not bad gun, long and sharp, gleaming silver, it's a good gun, but what's the meaning of no spearhead? How am I supposed to kill someone with this?" Gu Changqing looked at him speechlessly and said.

"Haha, sir, you don't know this, but if you look closely, you'll see there's more to it than meets the eye. The real treasures are inside." The old man clasped his hands in a fist and smiled, gesturing for Gu Changqing to examine it carefully.

"Oh?" Gu Changqing looked down again and scanned the gun with his divine sense. He immediately discovered that the gun seemed to be empty inside. Could there really be something inside?

He clapped his hands, and with a crack, the gun exploded, revealing something hidden inside.