"You'd better not beg me anymore, I won't grant your wish." Gu Changqing refused directly.
Just because you think you're strong doesn't mean you can ask me for help? There's no such thing as a free lunch. Dream on!
Also, do I know you?
The beautiful woman felt embarrassed, completely unprepared for the other party to refuse without saying a word.
Am I not charming enough?
"Senior, can't you consider it? If you really can't, then I won't force you. But I'd like to add something: I have an ancient treasure. If you want it, I'm willing to give it to you, just asking for your help," the beautiful woman in the black dress said.
"I'm not considering it, you can leave." Gu Changqing doesn't lack treasures right now. The Sky-Piercing Drill alone is incredibly powerful. It can drill a big hole in anything. Other treasures would probably be drilled with a big hole in a single move. What's the point of having it?
"Uh..." The beautiful woman in the black dress felt a pang of disappointment and decided to leave.
As if by sheer luck, just then, a Mediterranean man suddenly flew in from the distant horizon like lightning, instantly appearing before the beautiful woman in the black dress, sneering maliciously:
"Hahaha, I, Nangong Shuai, have finally found you! Little beauty, where do you think you can run? Do you really think you can escape the palm of my hand?"
Nangong Shuai?
Gu Changqing glanced at him, then shook his head, speechless.
This man's name is really shameless; it has nothing to do with being handsome. He's completely bald, with only a ring of hair around his head, making him look exactly like a circus clown.
No, even the circus thought he was ugly.
At this moment, the Mediterranean man also noticed that Gu Changqing was looking at him. The man was staring straight at him with both eyes. What was he doing?
Do you think you're ugly?
He was immediately enraged and, with a wave of his hand, coldly snorted:
"What are you looking at? Believe me or not, I'll smash you to pieces with one slap!"
Baldness has always been a source of anxiety for him. He longs to grow hair back, but it's hereditary and there's nothing he can do about it.
"Senior..." The beautiful woman in the black dress looked at Gu Changqing with pleading eyes, her appearance pitiful.
Gu Changqing sneered, about to punch the Mediterranean man to pieces, but by sheer coincidence, at that moment, a streak of light suddenly flew over from the direction of the Qingyun Sect.
Gu Changqing was slightly taken aback and turned his head to look. He saw a red light rising slowly from there. Gu Changqing thought that the beautiful sect leader had come out of seclusion, or that Ning Xuerou had come out of seclusion. But when he took the light and flew to a distance, he took a closer look and found that it was not that.
Instead, it was a strange, white-haired old man and Ma Wanjin.
"Ma Wanjin?" Gu Changqing stroked his chin, not understanding what was going on.
Not far away, he heard the white-haired old man talking to Ma Wanjin.
"Young master, let's go home. The Qingyun Sect is not suitable for you. In a little over a month, they will be razed to the ground by the six major demonic sects. Until then, you should come home with me."
"Uncle Fu, even if what you say is true, I still don't want to go back. Our chief senior brother is incomparably powerful. Even if I go back and follow the ancestor, I won't have the same future as following him!"
"Nonsense, it's just a small sect. No matter how strong the chief is, how strong can he be? You'll only waste your bloodline here. Go home now, this place isn't for you, really."
"I won't go back! I won't go back! I'm telling the truth!"
"..."
Clearly, the two know each other and come from the same family. Now one of them wants to take the other back, but the other is unwilling.
"Holy crap, it's actually the Divine Strategist!"
"My God, it's him! Is this the legendary, elusive old man who appears and disappears like a dragon?!"
"Heavens above! We never imagined we would be so fortunate as to encounter the Divine Strategist! This is truly a blessing we've accumulated over eight hundred lifetimes!"
Everyone below was in an uproar, staring blankly at the streaking light in the void, some even falling to the ground in reverence.
The Divine Strategist is from the ancient royal family of the Nine Heavens Realm, the Ma family. Their history is rich and long, and many of their members are powerful, starting from the Saint Realm. They are incredibly strong and respected by many forces.
Gu Changqing's lips curled up. He hadn't expected that Ma Wanjin seemed to have quite a background.
Go away, so what if he has a powerful background? Is his backer as powerful as he is himself?
Thinking it over, Gu Changqing glanced at the old man with divine insight and immediately took in his cultivation level.
It's just that he's at the level of a Saint King.
Glancing at the Mediterranean man again, he chuckled, "He's just a peak Saint Realm cultivator, not even as good as the Divine Strategist Elder."
The Mediterranean man then realized the old man's cultivation level and his face turned pale with fear.
This is a Saint King, someone who could be crushed with a single finger.
But the next moment, he suddenly saw Gu Changqing glance at him with extreme disdain. He immediately became furious and shouted, "Still looking? What are you looking at? I'll really smash your head in!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than the old man with divine wisdom had already appeared in front of him, and the Mediterranean man blocked his way perfectly.
"True Saint Peak? Get out of my way. If you dare to block my path, I'll slap you to death." The Divine Strategist said coldly.
"Ah! Yes, yes, yes... Yes, yes, yes!" The Mediterranean man hurriedly clasped his hands respectfully, then glared fiercely at Gu Changqing before stepping aside.
At the same time, he grabbed the sleeve of the beautiful woman in the black dress, intending to take her away.
The reason the Mediterranean man blocked the old man's path was mainly because of Ma Wanjin.
Ma Wanjin deliberately dragged the old man of the Divine Strategist away from here because he saw the chief disciple in the distance.
He immediately knew his chance had come.
Immediately, he respectfully said to Gu Changqing, "Senior Brother, please save me! This is my Ma family's steward, named Uncle Fu. He is extremely powerful and wants to take me back. My family is the ancient royal Ma family, which is very prestigious, but I don't want to go back. I only want to follow you, because even the entire Ma family is not as powerful as you..."
Well?
The Mediterranean man's expression changed; he looked incredulous.
Gu Changqing laughed heartily and said, "Your flattery has made me feel very good. Alright, from today onwards, you'll be following me."
As he spoke, he turned to look at the old man of the Divine Strategist and said with a faint smile, "This old man of the Divine Strategist, if there's nothing else, you can go home. Otherwise, I, Gu, don't mind taking action."
"Hehe, you must be the chief that Jin'er mentioned earlier. Hehe, you are indeed quite outstanding in appearance, handsome and dashing. If you weren't blocking my way, I might have taken you as my disciple. But I don't know what got into you, daring to block my way. Fine, make your move. I want to see if you can be that strong."
The old man with divine insight glanced at Gu Changqing, and when he could not sense any aura from the other party, he immediately spoke expressionlessly.
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