Chapter 36 Senior, are you sure you haven't got the wrong person?

Lin Qingyue fell into silence upon hearing this.

She gazed quietly at the bright moon outside the window.

Competing with that monster?

Perhaps she didn't even have the qualifications to compete.

The trial of the heaven-reaching tower was an Opportunity for prodigies like them to leap over the dragon gate, a stage to prove themselves. But for him, it was perhaps just a casual stroll.

"By the way, I've been meaning to ask."

Su Youwei seemed to have thought of something, suddenly leaning in, her eyes sparkling, "I heard you were accepted as a Personal Disciple by that legendary Her Majesty the Empress? Is that true?"

"That's Her Majesty the Empress! Rumored to be the supreme existence of the Human Race since ancient times! You are actually her Disciple?"

Lin Qingyue snapped out of her contemplation, her eyes filled with confusion at this question.

She shook her head gently, "I don't know."

"All this time, Revered Master has been arranging everything for me. Ever since I can remember, my daily life, my Cultivation Technique, everything was handled by her. I don't even know her true identity; I only know she is very strong, unimaginably strong."

"She guided me into the Dao, paved all the paths for me, and took care of almost everything she could. She said my future does not lie in this small Lower Realm."

Her tone was flat, as if she were speaking of something unrelated to herself.

But Su Youwei heard a trace of loneliness in these words.

A life where everything is arranged, seemingly perfect, yet devoid of the freedom of choice.

"Still, I really envy you..."

Su Youwei sighed sincerely, resting her chin on her hands, "Having such an amazing Revered Master who cares so much about you. Unlike that old man in my family, who is old but only knows how to eat, drink, and make trouble everywhere.

When I ask him to guide my cultivation, he just tosses me some broken Cultivation Technique he scavenged from who knows where, then mutters something like 'Young people should endure hardship; if everyone worked as hard as your grandfather, why shouldn't I enjoy my old age?' and then he slips away."

Su Youwei imitated her grandfather's tone perfectly, making the corners of Lin Qingyue's mouth lift slightly.

The cold moonlight seemed to soften a little.

"Speaking of which,"

Su Youwei looked at Lin Qingyue, serious, "If you are taken to the realm where your Revered Master resides in the future and officially become the Disciple of Her Majesty the Empress, your prospects will be limitless!

At that time, being a Quasi-True Immortal will just be the starting point!"

She grew more excited as she spoke, as if she could already see Lin Qingyue ruling the world in the future: "Think about it, it is said that in that realm, whatever Her Majesty the Empress wants to do, it's just a word away. At that time, no matter how big the power behind Gu Heng is, how big can it be? In the face of real strength, wouldn't he have to bow his head obediently?"

"Limitless prospects..."

Lin Qingyue whispered these four words.

She had a very strong intuition.

Gu Heng did not seem as simple as Su Youwei thought.

Someone who could casually refuse Ascension, would his vision and pursuits really be limited to this small Lower Realm?

She didn't know.

She only felt that any attempt to speculate on his actions seemed so ridiculous.

Seeing Lin Qingyue fall into silence again, Su Youwei sighed, knowing she was overthinking again.

She stood up, stretched, and shouldered her long spear.

"Forget it, why think so much, it's giving me a headache."

Su Youwei walked to the door and pushed it open, "Let's go, don't mope around alone, let's go out for a breather. The night view of the Qingyun Sect looks pretty good."

Lin Qingyue looked up at the heroic figure at the door, her heart warming slightly.

She nodded and stood up to follow.

Meanwhile, outside the outer gate of the Qingyun Sect, near a guard post.

Gu Heng's figure appeared silently in front of a gate-guarding Disciple.

At this moment, when this Disciple saw the white-clothed figure who appeared suddenly, he was instantly terrified.

Although his cultivation was low and he had no qualifications to climb the Peak of Qingyun to observe the ceremony, the earth-shattering event that happened today had already spread through the entire Qingyun Sect through various channels.

The mysterious "servant" Senior who had stolen the Old Ancestor's spotlight at the Ascension ceremony, refused the Divine Light of Induction, and even made the Far North Dragon Clan kneel in submission!

"Thump!"

The gate-guarding Disciple didn't even think; he knelt on the ground directly.

His mind went blank, his body trembled, and cold sweat soaked his back instantly.

"Se... Senior... spare... spare my life..."

Gu Heng looked at him and patted his shoulder helplessly.

"Don't be nervous, I'm not here to trouble you."

"I just... came to pay back money."

Pay... pay back money?

He looked up abruptly, staring at Gu Heng in a daze.

He, a Qi Refining Stage gate-guarding Disciple who only received six Low-Grade Spirit Stones a month, when did he have the qualifications to lend money to this terrifying existence that even a Saint Undergoing Tribulation would avoid?

Senior, did you find the wrong person?

The companion on duty saw this scene and was also stunned.

After a brief shock, he immediately winked at him, his face full of teasing, "Not bad, when did you secretly cozy up to this Senior? Playing the debt-repayment act? You're full of surprises!"

Gu Heng ignored the teasing, just looking quietly at the gate-guarding Disciple kneeling on the ground with a dazed face.

Only he knew that this was no joke.

Although a few Low-Grade Spirit Stones meant nothing to him now, Karma is a cycle; what is borrowed must be returned.

Since he remembered, he had to settle this small matter, and resolving a concern wasn't a bad thing.

Thinking of this, Gu Heng didn't hesitate.

He casually took a few things from his Storage Pouch and threw them in front of Li Erniu.

A turtle shell, a black feather, and a blue bead emitting a faint chill.

These were 'trash' he had picked up from the Dragon Clan treasure vault that Prime Minister Turtle said were too broken and refused to accept into his own storage.

After doing all this, Gu Heng thought for a moment and felt it was a bit inappropriate. Just giving a few "pieces of junk" seemed to lack sincerity.

So, he took out dozens of High-Grade Spirit Stones and threw them in front of the gate-guarding Disciple.

"Alright, let's call it even."

After finishing, Gu Heng clapped his hands, feeling his thoughts much clearer, and prepared to turn and leave.

He wanted to go, but the gate-guarding Disciple wouldn't let him.

"Se... Senior! This... this must not be!"

The chill emitted by that treasure made this Disciple, who stayed at the gate all year round, feel a chill! Not to mention the dozens of High-Grade Spirit Stones that blinded his eyes!

After realizing it, he scrambled to hug Gu Heng's leg, snot and tears streaming down.

While speaking, he cried "must not," while putting all the things on the ground into his Storage Pouch.

"Senior! Such a treasure, how can you bear it? What virtue or ability does this Junior have to receive such great kindness? This Junior has nothing to repay, I can only offer my body..."

"Stop!"

Gu Heng reached out his hand, stopping his next words in time.

He looked down at the snot-nosed Disciple, his expression becoming a bit strange.

Well, he admitted he still underestimated the power of poverty.

Things that were trash to him were already super treasures worth selling himself for in the eyes of a gate-guarding Disciple who only got six Low-Grade Spirit Stones a month.

Gu Heng didn't waste any more time with him; after all, he was just here to settle Karma, not to recruit a lackey.

He shook his head, then his figure flickered, and he prepared to tear through space and leave.

"Respectfully send off Revered Master!"

"Revered Master, take care!"

The loyal voices of him and his companion came from behind.

Gu Heng stumbled, almost falling out of the Void Realm.

He accelerated and disappeared without a trace.

Only he and his companion were left, bowing toward the direction where Gu Heng disappeared, unwilling to get up for a long time.

They knew that from this day on, their destiny would change completely.

Gu Heng stepped out of space.

He originally wanted to find a place to plan for tomorrow.

But when he steadied himself and looked around, he found he had come to the wrong place.

The mountains were shrouded in mist.

Not far away, the temporary guest palace of the Piaomiao Palace was looming in the moonlight.

"Huh? Went off track?"

Gu Heng raised his eyebrows slightly, but didn't care.

To him, there was nowhere in the entire Qingyun Sect, or even the entire Five Great Provinces, that he couldn't go.

He was about to step into space again.

Just then, a familiar voice came from the mountain path below.

"Su Youwei, do you feel..."

Lin Qingyue's voice stopped suddenly.

Su Youwei looked along her gaze—on the distant mountain path, someone had appeared at some point.

A white-clothed figure, hands behind his back, looking up at the moon.

As if waiting for someone.