"Awesome, so awesome, really great!" Gu Changqing was overjoyed, his excitement beyond words.
This earth dragon vein truly lives up to its reputation. With its assistance, building the celestial palace is like a fish in water, achieving twice the result with half the effort. The result is naturally very satisfactory. It seems that coming to the city lord's mansion this time was a very wise decision.
"Congratulations, host! Congratulations on successfully creating 38 celestial palaces!" Upon seeing this, Greenie also began to flatter.
"Master, don't speak unless I tell you to. I'm in a good mood today, so I won't hold it against you. But don't do it again," Gu Changqing said, rolling his eyes at the air.
This time, Greenie obediently shut her mouth and didn't make a sound.
Gu Changqing was very satisfied with the fact that he had successfully built 38 celestial palaces and that his own strength had increased dramatically.
She glanced at the earth's dragon vein beside her again. It had changed from its original surging spiritual energy to its current dim and lifeless state, as if it had suddenly transformed from a young girl in the prime of her life into an old woman with white hair. It was completely devoid of life, a world of difference.
Seeing the dilapidated state of the Earth Dragon Vein, Gu Changqing understood that it could no longer assist him for the time being. There was no point in staying here; it would be a waste of time. Moreover, he had already successfully built 38 Immortal Palaces, so Gu Changqing felt there was no need to waste time here. With a thought, he left the cultivation room a moment later.
After leaving the cultivation room, Gu Changqing did not want to linger there and planned to return to the sect to see if the sect leader had emerged from seclusion.
But some people just had the nerve to block Gu Changqing's path.
Looking into the distance, he saw a middle-aged man dressed in gray brocade robes. His black hair flowed freely, his figure was tall and robust, his features were resolute and three-dimensional, and he had a pair of extremely shrewd eyes. His whole body exuded a powerful aura, which showed that his cultivation was extremely high.
At his waist hung a black sword, its material unknown, gleaming and emitting streaks of black light. It looked incredibly precious, and even a mere wisp of its aura exuded an aura of extreme sharpness.
This person was none other than the city lord of this city lord's mansion.
Behind the city lord's mansion stood his eight foolish sons.
"I am the city lord of this city lord's mansion. Who are you?" the city lord asked first.
"I am Gu Changqing, and I will not change my name or surname!" Gu Changqing said with a faint smile.
He was speechless. Were these young masters from the city lord's mansion really so dim-witted that they were practically courting death? He had been in a great mood and had already forgotten about these idiots, but they insisted on coming to cause trouble. They were really eager to be reincarnated.
It's one thing to be eager to be born into this family, but to drag your father into it too is incredibly unfilial and outrageous.
What Gu Changqing didn't know was that after he went into the cultivation room, his few foolish sons were restless and anxious, scratching their heads and cheeks, like fifteen buckets trying to draw water, up and down, unable to eat or drink, afraid that Gu Changqing would come to cause them trouble again. So the boys argued endlessly, blamed each other, and even fought.
The other brothers always thought it was all their leader's fault. They had tried everything, from gentle persuasion to threats, and even offered him many beautiful maids. Gu Changqing was already planning to let them off the hook. If their leader hadn't been so resentful and interfered, offending Gu Changqing again, they wouldn't have been implicated. Not to mention, when Gu Changqing got angry, he didn't even spare their father. This really worried the city lord's foolish sons.
The eldest brother remained stubborn and refused to admit his mistake. The other brothers, enraged, beat him severely. Their faces were covered in bruises, with the eldest brother being the most severely injured. His entire face was bruised and swollen, resembling a pig's head, making him unrecognizable.
The eldest son was furious and engaged in a heated argument with his younger brothers, but lost. Unwilling to accept defeat, he secretly went to the city lord's cultivation place to complain to his father.
When the eldest brother arrived at the city lord's cultivation place, his anger had subsided considerably, and he had regained his composure. He also felt that what he had done was inappropriate and intended to leave. However, just then, by sheer coincidence, the city lord emerged from seclusion ahead of schedule, and the door to the cultivation room was opened.
Seeing this, the leader quickly tried to escape, but it was clearly too late.
"Who is it? Stop right there!" The city lord saw a man with a pig-like head and, thinking he was a petty thief, shouted loudly.
"Father, it's me." The eldest son stopped in his tracks and said reluctantly.
"Eldest son, what's wrong with you? What happened?" The city lord didn't recognize his eldest son at first and asked in confusion.
"N-nothing, I just bumped into it by accident," the eldest stammered, sounding guilty.
"Don't try to hide it from your father. I know your personality better than anyone. Now tell the truth, what exactly happened?" The city lord asked seriously when he saw that his son was not telling the truth.
"It was my younger brothers who did it..." The eldest brother had no choice but to tell the truth when he saw the situation.
"Why would your younger brothers beat you?" the city lord asked, puzzled.
"..." The boss's mouth seemed to be glued shut, and he refused to say a word no matter what.
Seeing this, the city lord stopped asking, because he knew that his eldest son was stubborn and that it would be futile to keep asking. So he simply stopped asking. If the eldest son wouldn't tell, he could find out the truth by asking his other sons.
Before long, the city lord summoned his other sons and learned the whole story from them.
"Boss, you're really confused! Knowing you're no match for that person, couldn't you have just held back? A small act of impatience can ruin a great plan. Have you forgotten such a simple principle? Why did you have to confront that person head-on?" The city lord said angrily, his face showing some displeasure.
"Father, I was wrong, what should we do?" The eldest son knelt down in front of the city lord with a thud and quickly admitted his mistake.
“Now you know you were wrong, why didn’t you do it sooner?” one of the younger brothers complained.
"Alright, stop complaining now. The key is to find a solution. Where is that person outside of themselves?" the city lord said calmly.
"He's in the cultivation room in the mansion," the eldest brother said first.
“Father, this person has profound cultivation and claims to be at the level of an Immortal Emperor. We are probably no match for him. What should we do?” one of the sons said worriedly.
"Hahaha, he is an Immortal Emperor, and so am I. Besides, we outnumber him and have no reason to be afraid of him." The city lord laughed and said confidently.
"Father, you've broken through to a higher level???" The eldest brother thought he had misheard and asked in confusion.
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