Gu Qingfeng never expected it to be the Chongming Clan again!
It seems fate truly ties this emperor to the Chongming Immortal King!
The debt owed by the Divine Martial Marquis back then shall now be repaid by you, Yuwen Xiong!
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Deep within the Seven Stars Immortal City, inside a magnificent palace.
The ruler of the Seven Stars Ancient Kingdom, the Quasi-Immortal King Gu Ruochen, sat loftily upon his dragon throne like a deity, his eyes blazing with immortal light as they burned with fury toward the distant figure of Yuwen Xiong.
He never imagined that a mere junior would dare to act so arrogantly, blatantly disregarding the city’s no-fly decree and piloting a treasure ship directly over the Seven Stars Immortal City.
This was nothing short of a slap to the face—utter disrespect toward him, a Quasi-Immortal King!
Yet, despite being capable of crushing this insignificant junior with a single finger, Gu Ruochen dared not strike.
Because he could not afford to provoke the Chongming Immortal King behind Yuwen Xiong.
Though the difference between an Immortal King and a Quasi-Immortal King was just a single word, the gap between them was as vast as heaven and earth.
Yuwen Xiong was the Chongming Immortal King’s most favored descendant, bearing the potential to become an Immortal King himself. If Gu Ruochen acted, the entire Seven Stars Ancient Kingdom might be wiped out in retaliation.
So he could only endure. Being humiliated by the Chongming Immortal King himself was one thing—after all, an Immortal King’s status was beyond question—but this was just a junior!
The best course of action now would be to send another junior to stop Yuwen Xiong. That way, no offense would be given, and he wouldn’t have to stoop to bullying a junior, losing face or angering the Chongming Immortal King.
But...
Gu Ruochen swept his gaze over his eleven royal sons and daughters and let out a sigh.
None of his children could compare to Yuwen Xiong. They wouldn’t last a single exchange against him—stepping forward would only bring humiliation.
At that moment, a young princess, looking no older than seventeen or eighteen, stood up indignantly. "Father, Yuwen Xiong is going too far! Let me teach him a lesson!"
Gu Ruochen turned to his youngest daughter, Gu Ling’er.
Though she was the youngest, she possessed the fearless courage of a newborn calf and exceptional talent, having already reached the Golden Immortal realm. But... an ordinary Golden Immortal was no match for a disciple of an Immortal King’s lineage.
"Ling’er, you’re no match for him."
Gu Ling’er bristled, her face red with anger. "Even if I’m not, I still have to go! Are we just going to let him trample all over the Seven Stars Ancient Kingdom?"
She made to charge out, but Gu Ruochen flicked his sleeve, trapping her within an immortal-light barrier.
"Father! Let me out! I have to teach him a lesson!"
Gu Ruochen shook his head. Though moved by his daughter’s filial devotion, as a father, how could he let her walk into certain defeat?
Gu Ling’er was fuming, her cheeks puffed up like steamed buns, her almond-shaped eyes blazing with fury as she glared at the arrogant Yuwen Xiong outside, shouting incessantly.
Yet, the next moment, her cries abruptly stopped.
After a brief pause, she let out an even louder shriek, her voice rising an octave higher—"Look! Someone’s intercepting Yuwen Xiong!!"
"What?!"
"Really?!"
All the princes, princesses, and even Gu Ruochen turned to look.
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Aboard the massive treasure ship of the Chongming Clan.
The purple-robed Yuwen Xiong gazed down at the mortal masses below with an air of supremacy, a sense of towering pride swelling in his chest.
Just then, the woman nestled in his arms spoke softly, "Young Master, isn’t entering the city like this a bit too... high-profile? The Seven Stars Ancient Kingdom has always been neutral, and their no-fly rule has stood for tens of thousands of years. Since we’re guests here, shouldn’t we follow their customs?"
Yuwen Xiong chuckled. "Customs? A mere Seven Stars Ancient Kingdom dares to lecture me, Yuwen Xiong, about customs? Do they have the strength to enforce them?"
"But—"
"No buts."
With a wicked grin, Yuwen Xiong tightened his grip around the woman’s slender waist, pulling her flush against him as his roving hands began exploring.
The woman’s face flushed crimson, her body trembling. "D-Don’t... Young Master... there are too many people here..."
Yuwen Xiong shamelessly admired her curves and smirked. "You’re my woman. I’ll do as I please—who dares to say otherwise?"
"Kekeke... Young man, good things shouldn’t be kept to yourself. Let this emperor have a turn too."
A thunderous voice boomed across the sky.
Yuwen Xiong’s hands froze mid-action, his expression darkening. He had just finished posturing, and now someone had the gall to challenge him?
"Who?!" His eyes brimmed with boundless killing intent.
A streak of light shot up from the Seven Stars Immortal City, piercing the heavens and appearing before the Chongming Clan’s treasure ship in an instant.
The newcomer was none other than Gu Qingfeng!
His sudden appearance sent shockwaves through the city.
"Look! Someone’s actually blocking Yuwen Xiong’s treasure ship!"
"What?! How is that possible? Who has the guts?!"
"Is it the young master of another Immortal King’s faction?"
"No, that guy looks unfamiliar... and his cultivation... he seems like a mortal?"
The entire city witnessed the scene in disbelief.
That was the young master of the Chongming Clan—someone who flaunted the no-fly decree with impunity, leaving the Seven Stars Ancient Kingdom too intimidated to even protest.
Yet now, someone actually dared to stand in his way? Was this a death wish?
Yuwen Xiong’s cold gaze fixed on the uninvited guest. When he discerned the man’s cultivation level, a flicker of surprise crossed his eyes.
"A mortal? Who sent you? What’s your purpose?"
In Yuwen Xiong’s mind, someone must have controlled this mortal to provoke him—otherwise, how could a mere mortal dare to challenge him?
Even a Great Luo Golden Immortal wouldn’t have the audacity!
"Kekeke... Brat, this emperor was enjoying a nice sunbath in the city, but then you had to park your broken ship right in the way. Tell me—don’t you deserve to die?"
The words left not just Yuwen Xiong stunned, but the entire city’s immortals as well.
Blocking... the sun was a death-worthy offense?!
Wasn’t this just too tyrannical?
Yuwen Xiong, who had spent years acting with absolute arrogance, was now meeting someone even more domineering than himself.
His expression grew colder. He was now certain—someone was behind this mortal, using him to provoke a reaction.
Engaging with the mortal would only make him lose face, no matter the outcome.
With a cold snort, he declared, "Where did this lunatic come from? Die!"
The moment he spoke—
Yuwen Xiong raised a finger, immortal light blazing at its tip as a terrifying surge of energy shot straight at Gu Qingfeng.
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