Even with her impeccable upbringing, Shangguan Qing had endured repeated blows, and now, being berated by her younger sister, her pent-up emotions finally erupted.
The two erupted into a fierce quarrel on the sidelines.
However, as the well-behaved and obedient girl, Shangguan Qing was no match for Shangguan Wan in an argument. She was left red-eyed, flushed with anger, and stomping her feet in frustration.
In contrast, Shangguan Wan wore the smug expression of a mischievous little demoness.
Meanwhile, on Gu Qingfeng’s side, a group of immortals had completely sealed off his escape routes.
They had all witnessed his falling out with Shangguan Qing earlier, which meant they no longer had to worry about offending the Feather Transformation Immortal Dynasty. In fact, killing Gu Qingfeng might even earn them favor with Princess Qing.
Compared to Princess Wan, Princess Qing clearly carried more weight, and these immortals knew which side to pick.
Moreover, with the complete collapse of the Taiyi Secret Realm and Gu Qingfeng as the sole survivor, the likelihood of the Taiyi True Immortal’s inheritance being on him was extremely high.
How could these immortals not covet such a treasure?
Of course, they wouldn’t mention the inheritance outright—instead, they masked their greed with the pretense of vengeance.
“Brat, you killed Princess Qing’s trial participant. Admit it—did you also slaughter everyone else in the secret realm?” one immortal demanded.
“Why waste words? It must have been him! Otherwise, how is he the only one who made it out alive?”
“With so many of us here, he wouldn’t dare confess. Better to extract his soul, refine his spirit, and search his spatial ring. The evidence will surely be there.”
With each of them chiming in, they swiftly decided Gu Qingfeng’s fate. After all, immortals could easily dictate the lives of mortals.
Gu Qingfeng couldn’t help but laugh. These people were truly something—their accusations escalated so smoothly, leaving no room for rebuttal.
First, they asked if it was him, then insisted it must be him, and finally declared, “You’d never admit it, so let’s just rip your soul out.”
No chance to defend himself—just straight to pinning the crime on him. How impressive!
“Do you all really want it to be me?” Gu Qingfeng asked, amused.
The immortals disliked his calm, unruffled demeanor. A mere mortal facing immortals should be trembling in fear—not acting so nonchalant.
One immortal sneered, “Mortal, it’s not about what we want. The facts speak for themselves. Why else would you be the only survivor?”
“Heh heh heh…” Gu Qingfeng suddenly burst into maniacal laughter, his eyes gleaming with a sinister demonic light, his expression twisted with excitement.
“Interesting. Truly interesting. This Emperor isn’t a tyrant—if you all want it to be me, then fine, it was me.”
“Enough excuses! What do you mean ‘you all want it’? You’re the one who did it!”
“Fellow immortals, this brat is clearly guilty—he only confessed under our pressure. No need to waste more words. Let’s act!”
“Yes, yes, you’re all absolutely right. But this Emperor has one last question.”
At this, Gu Qingfeng paused, his demonic eyes sweeping over the assembled immortals.
Seeing their cold, disdainful, superior gazes, his grin widened as he enunciated each word:
“Even if it was this Emperor who killed them… what can you do about it?! Heh heh heh…”
“Arrogant brat! I’ll slay this beast myself!”
“Hold, fellow Daoist! My disciple was like a son to me. Today, I must avenge him personally!”
“Step back, all of you. This boy is no ordinary mortal—you won’t handle him. Leave him to me.”
The immortals’ eyes flickered with greed, each eager to claim Gu Qingfeng and seize the Taiyi inheritance for themselves.
Just then—BANG! CRASH!
Several deafening crashes echoed as Gu Qingfeng casually dumped all his spoils from the Taiyi Secret Realm onto the ground.
Mountains of immortal-grade metal forged from the condensation of Primordial Five Elements Evil Qi gleamed with alluring radiance.
Hundreds of immortal pills refined by the Taiyi True Immortal—each capable of bestowing ten thousand years’ worth of cultivation—rolled across the ground.
And finally, the cultivation method of the Taiyi True Immortal himself—a peerless immortal art rivaling the heritage of any major sect.
The immortals’ quarrels ceased instantly as their eyes locked onto the treasures, shining like starving wolves spotting fresh meat.
Mortals often believed immortals to be lofty and detached, free from worldly desires. But the truth was, ordinary temptments simply couldn’t catch their interest.
An immortal could turn stone to gold with a wave—why would they covet mortal wealth?
This wasn’t a lack of desire. In reality, immortals harbored far greater greed than mortals. They were the most insatiable beings in existence!
A mortal might spend a lifetime chasing riches, fame, or power.
But an immortal sought immortality itself.
Seemingly desireless, yet harboring the greatest desire of all.
Thus, when faced with true immortal treasures, their hunger far surpassed that of any mortal.
“Heh heh heh… Do you want them?” Gu Qingfeng murmured, his voice dripping like a demon luring souls to damnation.
“You—”
One immortal began to rebuke, but Gu Qingfeng chuckled. “No need for shame. These are rightfully yours—plundered by your disciples in the secret realm, then stolen by this Emperor.”
His words stunned the immortals. They had been about to say the same thing, but Gu Qingfeng had beaten them to it, even fabricating the justification for them.
Yet the more accommodating he seemed, the more unnerving the scene became.
“Brat, what game are you playing? Do you think this will save you?” one immortal snapped.
“Heh heh heh… This Emperor enjoys watching your naked greed—and the agony of being unable to satisfy it.” With a sinister grin, Gu Qingfeng drew a line in front of the treasures.
“Cross this line, and you die.”
The immortals froze, then erupted in fury.
“Such audacity! I’ll test your bluff!” A middle-aged immortal clad in yellow robes, his demeanor imposing, stepped forward.
He moved swiftly, striding toward the treasures while the others hesitated.
In the blink of an eye, he reached the line. Lifting his foot, he paused just above it, shooting Gu Qingfeng a contemptuous look before stepping down.
BOOM!
The moment his foot touched the line, the yellow-robed immortal exploded into dust.
The abrupt horror sent chills down the others’ spines.
No one had even seen Gu Qingfeng move—yet the immortal had been obliterated instantly.
“What mighty expert hides here? Show yourself!” one immortal barked, scanning the surroundings warily.
But there was no response. No matter how they probed, they sensed no presence nearby.
Eventually, their gazes returned to Gu Qingfeng, who watched them with amusement.
In his hand, he casually twirled a bloodstained spatial ring—one that unmistakably belonged to the yellow-robed immortal.
Clink.
He tossed the ring onto the pile of treasures, his smile widening.
“The stakes just got higher. Want a try? This Emperor guarantees you’ll ‘try’ your way to death.”
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