"Flower demons?" Gu Qingfeng's eyes instantly lit up.
"Jiejiejie... This Emperor likes flower fairies the most. Delicate, soft, and with a natural body fragrance. Not bad, I'll go to your place. By the way, what forbidden zone are you from?"
"Replying to Lord Emperor, it is the Forest of Rebirth," Ziyuan said nervously. Looking at Gu Qingfeng's malicious smile, she actually felt that her forbidden zone being chosen might not be a good thing.
It might be inviting a wolf into the house.
But at this point, she did not dare to say no, terrified that once this word was spoken, her fate would be like that of Yang Ji, left without even a corpse remaining.
Beside them, Leng Lie was still a bit unwilling to give up. After all, his master had given a strict order to bring the Ghost Mother as a guest. If he could not complete this task, he would be peeled of a layer of skin upon his return, if not killed outright.
"Emperor Gu, although my master is human, he is truly sincere in his invitation and has prepared a lot of transcendent materials. As long as you accept the invitation and go, my master will definitely not treat you unfairly," Leng Lie invited.
Gu Qingfeng smiled and nodded. "Rest assured, go back and tell your master that this Emperor will definitely go. Wait until this Emperor returns from the Forest of Rebirth, I will definitely pay a visit to enjoy... pay a visit."
With Gu Qingfeng's words, Leng Lie immediately breathed a sigh of relief. At the very least, he could go back and report his mission.
He then hurriedly and respectfully handed over an invitation.
"Emperor Gu, after you finish your business, you only need to take this invitation to the Heaven Burial Forbidden Zone."
Gu Qingfeng nodded and accepted it with satisfaction.
He then said to Ziyuan, "Lead the way."
"Yes, Lord Emperor."
Ziyuan hurriedly led the way in front of the White Bone Blood Boat. Without Gu Qingfeng's permission, she did not dare to easily board the ship.
Meanwhile, Gu Qingfeng wrapped his arm around Yan Lingxue and returned inside the White Bone Blood Boat.
.......
A few days later.
In a cold and gloomy body of water, countless dense and narrow terrifying cracks floated in the sky, like gaping abyssal mouths. Although they were motionless, they gave off a very oppressive feeling.
Ziyuan led the White Bone Blood Boat through them. After a long and complex path, the scenery of the world ahead suddenly changed.
What greeted the eyes was a lush forest with verdant ancient trees, majestic peaks, and high waterfalls. In between, wild flowers were scattered everywhere, colorful and competing in beauty.
Before even entering, one could smell a rich, refreshing floral fragrance that invigorated the spirit.
"Emperor Gu, this is the Forest of Rebirth."
Ziyuan said respectfully at the bow of the boat.
Gu Qingfeng slowly walked out with his arm around Yan Lingxue, sizing up the Forest of Rebirth.
As for the younger sister, Yan Lingyu, she had long been thrown into the palm world.
Seeing this idyllic scene of chirping birds and fragrant flowers, Gu Qingfeng couldn't help but frown. In contrast, he still preferred the beautiful environment of the Senluo Ghost Realm—gloomy, lifeless, and dark without seeing the light of day.
Ziyuan had been carefully observing Gu Qingfeng's expression. Seeing him frown, her heart immediately skipped a beat, and she hurriedly asked, "Is Lord Emperor dissatisfied with something?"
"The environment is too nice. This Emperor dislikes it."
Ziyuan: "???"
Subsequently, Gu Qingfeng left the White Bone Blood Boat and entered the Forest of Rebirth. He found that the forest was actually permeated with a faint pink mist-like aura.
He sniffed it and his spirit instantly roused. "This pink mist is poisonous!"
Terrified that he would get angry, Ziyuan hastily took out a poison-repelling sachet and said, "Lord Emperor, please do not misunderstand. This poison is not aimed at you. The Forest of Rebirth is covered in poisonous mist all year round. This is a poison-repelling sachet. As long as you wear it, you will not be eroded by the toxic gas.
Of course, this humble girl absolutely means nothing else. With your strength, you naturally do not fear these toxic gases. This humble girl is just afraid that they might ruin your mood."
Ziyuan explained cautiously, afraid that a single misunderstanding would cause the other party to slaughter her directly.
Even having arrived in her own territory, she still felt uncertain. After all, Gu Qingfeng was suspected to be an existence on the same level as her master, or perhaps even stronger.
Moreover, her master had a request for him and needed his help to lift a curse.
This meant that even if Gu Qingfeng killed her over a disagreement, her master probably wouldn't ask a single question. She had no choice but to be careful.
Who knew that Gu Qingfeng wouldn't even glance at the sachet. Instead, he strode forward, threw himself into the poisonous mist, and took a deep breath.
The pink mist permeating the forest transformed into two slender swimming dragons that drilled into Gu Qingfeng's nasal cavity.
"Not bad, not bad. This Emperor has started to like this place a little."
Ziyuan: "..."
At this moment, she completely could not understand Gu Qingfeng. He disliked beautiful scenery but liked poisonous mist? What kind of twisted aesthetic was this?
However, she did not dare to say more and hurriedly led the way.
Gu Qingfeng continued to walk deeper into the Forest of Rebirth. Along the way, he could sense many flower demons peeking at them, but no one dared to step forward. It was obvious that Ziyuan's status here was very high.
A moment later, the group arrived in a sea of flowers. Looking out, the hills and plains were covered in fresh flowers. Various magnificent and bizarre blooms formed a spectacular and gorgeous floral sea.
And amidst the sea of flowers stood a person dressed in pink clothes, with hair that was also a faint pink.
This person had a tall and slender figure, and was currently facing away from Gu Qingfeng and the others, carrying a flower basket and picking flowers in the sea of blooms. Pinned to their head was a delicate, pale yellow flower.
Gu Qingfeng's eyes immediately lit up. He thought to himself, what a lovely flower fairy, this trip was truly not made in vain.
Beside him, Ziyuan hurriedly said with respect, "Master, Emperor Gu has arrived."
Before coming, Ziyuan had already transmitted Gu Qingfeng's information back.
The flower fairy in the sea of flowers stopped picking blooms and slowly turned around.
Gu Qingfeng's expression froze instantly.
Because this flower fairy had thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a stubbly beard. Shockingly, it was the appearance of a middle-aged man.
This middle-aged male flower fairy, dressed in pink, wearing a fresh flower on his head, and carrying a flower basket on his arm, smiled faintly upon seeing Gu Qingfeng and the others.
The smile was very reserved, not showing his teeth, much like a young lady from a noble family.
"I am Hua Caiyu. Greetings, Emperor Gu. Greetings, Ghost Mother."
"It really is you, Hua Caiyu!" Yan Lingyu's pupils shrank slightly as she spoke.
"Hua Caiyu is a top-tier expert from the previous era. Although he is not the absolute strongest, his cultivation in the Dao of Poison can be called number one in the world. We must be on guard."
"Big Sister Ghost Mother, long time no see," Hua Caiyu smiled. Lifting his trailing robes with his hands, he walked over gracefully.
Yan Lingxue seemed extremely wary of him. Seeing him approach, she hurriedly said, "Stop! Just stand right there, do not come any closer."
In fact, after speaking, Yan Lingxue subconsciously took a step back.
Her red embroidered shoe just happened to step on a very short little white flower by the roadside.
The little white flower was crushed to pieces, and imperceptible pollen rippled in the wind.
Seeing Yan Lingxue like this, Hua Caiyu immediately looked heartbroken. "Old friends meeting, yet you are so distant. You make me so sad."
Yan Lingxue was unmoved. "Stop pretending. Who doesn't know that your whole body is poisonous? Who in this world would dare to come within three zhang of you?"
Seeing this, Hua Caiyu became even more heartbroken. He actually took out a pink handkerchief embroidered with mandarin ducks from his breast and began to wipe his tears.
"After all this time, I never expected your prejudice against me to still run so deep. We are the only ones left from the last epoch. I merely wanted to get a little closer to you, yet you..."
"Shut the hell up!" Gu Qingfeng suddenly roared.
He truly could not stand this sissy any longer, and he especially could not accept the fact that the Flower Fairy was actually a man.

【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)

for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?

't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”