Huff!
The Elephant Demon stared at the constantly flickering stone mirror before him, took a deep breath, and tried to calm his emotions.
In his mind, he frantically plotted how to retaliate with insults.
First and foremost, he must not lose his temper—that would only give the other side the satisfaction.
He was a holy envoy from the Upper Realm, while the other was nothing more than a lowly ant. He had to use his superior status to belittle and scorn him!
No matter how viciously the other cursed, what did it matter?
It would never change the fact that he was a lowly being from the Lower Realm, while the Elephant Demon would always remain the exalted holy envoy.
With this in mind, the Elephant Demon formulated his strategy.
He extended his thick fingers and tapped the stone mirror a few times, initiating the video call.
Sizzle!
A flash of light vanished instantly.
Gu Qingfeng’s handsome face appeared on the screen.
The Elephant Demon looked at that face, suppressing the fury that threatened to tear him apart, and instead adopted an expression of cold disdain, gazing down at Gu Qingfeng in the mirror.
On Gu Qingfeng’s end, he was delighted when the call connected.
But when he saw the Elephant Demon’s expression—no longer furious but instead filled with scorn, eyes mocking as if watching a clown—he couldn’t help but laugh.
This guy had done some mental preparation, and it seemed to have worked.
Finally, things were getting interesting. Gu Qingfeng never enjoyed one-sided verbal battles, just as he disliked women who didn’t scream.
“Oh, you lowly holy envoy, why did you run away earlier after I cursed you out? Did you hang up and cry in secret?”
Gu Qingfeng’s sharp words nearly shattered the Elephant Demon’s composure, but he managed to hold on.
Maintaining his cold, superior demeanor, he replied with icy disdain, “Run away? This holy envoy merely didn’t wish to waste time on a lowly Lower Realm insect like you.
Speaking even one more word to you would only tarnish my status.”
“Tsk tsk tsk... Not bad, you’ve improved. Seems like the earlier scolding wasn’t in vain. But I do have a question—if you think it’s a waste of time, why did you answer the call?
Isn’t that contradictory?
Did you stew in anger after hanging up, feeling so humiliated that you just had to curse me back?
Let me give you some advice—stop pretending. You’re clearly seething inside, but you’re forcing yourself to act indifferent. Do you even realize how adorably stupid you look right now, all stubborn like this?”
Damn it!
#!
Crack!
The Elephant Demon clenched his fists so tightly his knuckles creaked.
Gu Qingfeng’s words were venomous, every syllable striking right at the Elephant Demon’s core, exposing his thoughts perfectly.
Don’t get angry, don’t get angry. This holy envoy does not get angry. Losing your temper means losing.
Smile. Scorn him!
The Elephant Demon desperately reassured himself, barely restraining his rage before sneering, “Hah, angry? Why would this holy envoy be angry? What a joke. Who do you think you are?
You’re nothing but livestock raised by the Holy Clan. So what if you’re sharp-tongued? So what if you curse like a madman?
No matter how much you curse, can you change your lowly status as a Lower Realm creature?
Can you change this holy envoy’s noble standing as an Upper Realm saint?
You can’t!
Remember, hierarchy is unshakable. The sun will always remain high in the sky!
So go ahead, curse all you want. This holy envoy couldn’t care less.
It’s nothing but the howling of a powerless fool. What do you even gain from all this?”
After delivering this speech, the Elephant Demon felt a flicker of pride. This time, he believed he had performed well.
Since he couldn’t out-curse the other, he would simply stand above it all, looking down at Gu Qingfeng like a clown, ignoring his insults.
Just as the Elephant Demon was reveling in his triumph—
“Heh heh heh...” A sinister laugh erupted from Gu Qingfeng.
He looked at the Elephant Demon in the mirror, clutching his stomach as he laughed uncontrollably, tears nearly streaming from his eyes.
“Hahaha, this is too funny! I’ve never heard such a ridiculous question before. You’d need a decade of brain damage to come up with that.
You actually asked me what I gain from cursing you?
What, you think I’m trying to get promoted, get rich, or find a wife by yelling at you?
Cursing is just for fun, got it?
I see you acting like an idiot, so I curse you out. Once I’ve had my fun, that’s it. Simple as that.
I just love watching you get torn apart by my words, turning red with rage, stuttering and unable to respond, forced to just listen.
I don’t care about your status, hierarchy, or nobility. No matter how ‘exalted’ you are, you still have to sit there and take my curses.
You can be happy or angry—what’s it to me? As long as I’ve had my fun, that’s all that matters.
You told me to curse freely? Perfect. Since you’re so noble, don’t you dare talk back or hang up. Let me enjoy myself first.”
The Elephant Demon was dumbstruck. His cold facade crumbled as his blood pressure skyrocketed.
He hadn’t expected Gu Qingfeng to disregard status entirely—he was just here to vent, to curse for the sheer pleasure of it.
Against someone like this, no argument worked.
His chest heaved violently. After a long pause, he finally spat out two words: “How vulgar!”
Gu Qingfeng ignored him. Instead, with visible excitement, he summoned hundreds of divine-realm demons from an alternate dimension.
Soon, the stone chamber was packed.
Seeing this, the Elephant Demon felt a sudden sense of foreboding.
Clap clap!
Gu Qingfeng clapped his hands and announced, “Listen up, everyone! Today, this Upper Realm holy envoy says he’s so noble that he won’t retaliate when cursed. Let’s all have some fun and experience what it’s like to curse out an Upper Realm saint.
Line up, take turns—everyone gets a chance.”
As he spoke, he used his divine sense to issue commands, ordering them to start cursing.
Though these divine-realm demons feared the holy envoy, they feared Gu Qingfeng even more.
After all, offending the holy envoy might mean death, but defying Gu Qingfeng and breaking their oaths would be worse than death.
So, the demons complied enthusiastically, lining up and unleashing a torrent of insults.
“Holy envoy, you !”
“You’re like a pig shoving scallions up its nose—trying to look like an elephant!”
“Just seeing you makes me want to gouge my eyes out—you’re that ugly!”
“......”
In an instant, the stone chamber turned into a chaotic marketplace of curses.
On the other side of the mirror, the Elephant Demon was on the verge of exploding. Hundreds of people lining up to curse at him? No amount of nobility could withstand that!
Especially since he recognized some of these divine-realm demons—back when he descended to the Lower Realm, they had groveled at his feet, licking his boots so hard they nearly wore them out.
Now? They were cursing even harder!
The sheer contrast was enough to make the Elephant Demon lose his mind.
But he couldn’t afford to. After all, he had just boasted about not caring, about letting them curse freely.
If he lost his temper now, wouldn’t that mean he had cracked? That he was slapping his own face?
invincible power, Gu Changge transmigrates into a fantasy world, bound to a sign-in system that grants him cultivation rewards and various peerless treasures daily. While others struggle desperately to break through their cultivation realms, he has long since reached the pinnacle of the Great Dao, becoming a reclusive Emperor whose true strength even he himself cannot fathom. Originally planning to lie low and retire peacefully on Purple Bamboo Peak, the system suddenly issues a new task — take on disciples. With no other choice, Gu Changge casually picks up a few disciples: The eldest disciple, born with a War God Constitution, is thrown a copy of "War God Stratagems" by him, and ends up conquering the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, becoming a peerless War God who sweeps across the cosmos. The second disciple, possessing a Chaos Sword Body, can break all techniques with a single sword, his swordsmanship unmatched throughout history. He points his sword at the heavens: "My master said, the sword and the man stand together. If the sword perishes... my master will give me another one." The third disciple, a reborn Empress who returns to her throne, her elegance and grace overshadowing all beings. And without anyone noticing, his own sect, the Qingxuan Sect, has become the number one sect on the continent. Looking at these unbelievably formidable disciples, Gu Changge, holding the "Primordial Purple Qi" he just signed in for, falls into deep thought: — Wasn't this supposed to be a peaceful retirement? How did I become the ultimate master?!
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
tions: attribute allocation, analysis, proficiency, and simulation. Specializing in mechanical alchemy, from crafting sorcerous battle armor to handcrafting mechanical maidens, his mechanical legion conquers endless realms... Relying on his wits, he begins with a student-teacher romance, wins over a female director, enslaves a female assassin and a underworld queen, becoming the husband of a Grand Duchess... He enslaves the Goddess of Magic from the divine realm, developing his power simultaneously in both the Wizard World and the Realm of Gods...
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
