More Arrogant Than This Emperor

Entering the Seven Stars Immortal City, the bustling scene inside was no less magnificent than the grandeur of the outside world.

The wide streets were paved with pristine white jade stones, stretching in all directions like a dense web. The buildings lining the streets resembled celestial palaces, each exuding an ethereal immortal aura.

Countless shops displayed an array of treasures—immortal pills, celestial herbs, divine weapons, and other cultivation resources. At the same time, there were plenty of entertainment venues offering food, drink, and gambling—everything one could desire.

Immortals were never ascetic beings. On the contrary, their ambitions and desires far surpassed those of mortals, and naturally, their indulgences were far more extravagant.

Seeing such prosperity and comparing it to the loneliness of his months-long journey through the starry skies, Gu Qingfeng felt he deserved a good time.

Just then, his "good son" Ye Wuyou suddenly spoke up: "Godfather, this immortal city is truly a sacred land for cultivation. You often say that cultivation cannot be done in isolation. I wish to roam the city and seek my own immortal fortune."

Gu Qingfeng gave him a faint glance. "Wuyou, my son, it’s true that cultivation shouldn’t be done behind closed doors. But for us cultivators, the most important thing is enduring solitude and learning to enjoy loneliness, not letting the dazzling world disturb our minds. Before anyone achieves success, they must go through a period of obscurity. Do you understand?"

Ye Wuyou’s lips twitched... I fucking get it! The damn mouth is on your face, so you can twist words however you want! Whenever you want me to do something, you’ll find a reason. And when you don’t, you’ll find another excuse.

This terrible feeling reminded Ye Wuyou of his biological father—back when he was still a child, his father had been just as insufferable.

"However..." Gu Qingfeng suddenly changed his tone. "Cultivation requires a balance of work and rest, tension and relaxation. Considering how hard you’ve been training day and night, I’ll allow you to stroll around the city. But don’t expect any immortal jade from me. You’re still young and don’t understand that wealth is the root of corruption. You wouldn’t be able to resist its temptations. Go on, enjoy yourself."

Ye Wuyou was overjoyed. He didn’t care about the money—what he wanted was to escape Gu Qingfeng’s watchful gaze, to no longer be under constant surveillance.

Only then would he have the chance to break the oath-binding force that made him "acknowledge a thief as his father" and strengthen his hidden cards, laying a solid foundation for future patricide.

As for money? He was a Profound Immortal—earning wealth wouldn’t be difficult, just a bit more effort.

"Many thanks, Godfather. I’ll take my leave now."

With that, Ye Wuyou dashed off like an overexcited little brat.

"That kid..." Gu Qingfeng smiled dotingly, then ordered a subordinate beside him: "Send two Profound Immortals to tail him secretly. The moment he earns any money, seize it and bring it to me."

"As you command, my lord."

The figures of the two Profound Immortals melted into the void and vanished.

"Now that the child is gone, it’s time for some grown-up activities."

With that, Gu Qingfeng headed toward the Pavilion of Blossoms.

Since ancient times, brothels had been the most well-informed places, making them the ideal choice for gathering intelligence.

The Pavilion of Blossoms spanned thousands of acres, its main building an octagonal immortal pagoda adorned with upturned eaves, carved beams, painted rafters, and vibrant lanterns—a dazzling sight.

The steps leading to the entrance were paved with ten-thousand-year warm jade, gleaming snow-white and reflective. Several stunningly beautiful celestial maidens stood upon them, their skirts fluttering as they cast alluring glances.

There was no need to question why immortal maidens would engage in such work—naturally, it was for cultivation.

The Dao of Dual Cultivation was also a great path. While absorbing yang to replenish yin, they could also earn cultivation resources—why not?

After all, the Great Calamity hung over everyone’s heads like the Sword of Damocles. How else could celestial maidens with poor aptitude and no backing obtain resources?

"Welcome, honored guest! Come and play!"

Two maidservants, noticing Gu Qingfeng lingering at the entrance, immediately approached to solicit his business, their ample assets leading the charge.

Just as Gu Qingfeng prepared to enter and gather information—

BOOM!

A deafening roar suddenly erupted from the distant horizon, as though some colossal entity were moving.

The sound shook the entire Seven Stars Immortal City, drawing the gazes of countless people.

A massive treasure ship, tens of thousands of feet long and adorned with the emblem of dual pupils, came soaring through the sky, its hull shimmering with immortal radiance as it slowly entered the city.

At the ship’s prow stood a handsome young man dressed in luxurious violet robes and a jade crown.

In his arms was a stunning woman clad in phoenix coronet and ceremonial robes, her head crowned with gilded ornaments and a warm jade scepter in hand. Her demeanor was dignified and majestic, her eyes flickering with faint immortal light—extraordinary in every way.

The pair, both peerlessly beautiful and divine in bearing, arrived in such a flamboyant manner that they instantly drew countless stares.

It was worth noting that flying was strictly forbidden in Seven Stars Immortal City—even Great Luo Golden Immortals were no exception. Yet this man and woman had boldly sailed in on a massive treasure ship, completely disregarding the city’s rules.

"I thought flying was prohibited in Seven Stars Immortal City? Why isn’t anyone stopping them?" Gu Qingfeng asked his subordinate in confusion.

The subordinate, who was once a star pirate, immediately replied:

"My Lord, it's not that no one is enforcing the rules—it's that no one dares to. Do you see the banner above? That's the banner of an Immortal King, marking this ship as part of an Immortal King's faction. Who would be foolish enough to interfere?

No matter how powerful the Seven Stars Ancient Kingdom is, they must bow their heads before an Immortal King's influence.

The so-called Sky-Restriction Decree only applies to ordinary immortals. Those at the very top never care for such rules.

Even back when I was a star pirate, I wouldn’t dare intercept a ship flying an Immortal King’s banner. In this line of work, sometimes the most important thing isn’t strength—it’s judgment. A single misstep can mean death.

After all, no matter how strong you are, can you really stand against an Immortal King?"

"Then if everyone started faking Immortal King banners, wouldn’t you be out of business?"

The subordinate swallowed nervously and forced a laugh. "Counterfeiting an Immortal King’s banner is even more terrifying than being robbed. No one would dare."

Gu Qingfeng felt a chill run down his spine. He hadn’t expected the prestige of an Immortal King to be so overwhelming.

But then again, it made sense. The starry river was vast and boundless, home to countless immortals and factions—yet all of them fell under the rule of a single figure, the Starveil Immortal King. Just how powerful must an Immortal King be?

He looked up again at the massive treasure ship above, his gaze settling on the flamboyant purple-robed youth standing atop it, even more ostentatious than himself. A surge of irritation rose in his chest. Here he was, entering the city on foot like a commoner, while this guy sailed in on a flying ship. Damn Immortal King factions and their privileges.

Just wait until this Emperor cures his family!

"By the way, which Immortal King’s faction is this?" Gu Qingfeng suddenly asked.

"My Lord, that banner belongs to the King of Chongming. The one aboard must be the young master of the Yuwen Clan, Yuwen Xiong. They say he’s a peerless genius, already at the peak of the Golden Immortal realm at such a young age. Rumor has it he could have broken through to the Great Luo Golden Immortal long ago, but he’s been holding back to build his foundation—all for the upcoming Seven Stars Dharma Assembly."

"Wait!" Gu Qingfeng suddenly exclaimed. "Who did you say that was?"

The subordinate gave him a puzzled look. "The King of Chongming."

"Keh keh keh…" Gu Qingfeng burst into wild laughter, startling his subordinate.

"So it’s just that little punk!"