Self-cultivation of a Villain

"S-soon... it should be soon," Yan Lingxue mumbled vaguely. She then silently spat out the fruit pulp in her mouth, not daring to eat any more.

She was terrified that if her strength recovered too quickly, Gu Qingfeng would drag her into dual cultivation again.

Seeing this, a wicked smirk curled at the corner of Gu Qingfeng's mouth. "Are these immortal fruits really that delicious? Give this Emperor one to taste."

Helpless, Yan Lingxue timidly picked up a grape-sized red immortal fruit and offered it to Gu Qingfeng.

"Hmm!?" Gu Qingfeng suddenly frowned. Although he didn't say a word, he believed Yan Lingxue had enough comprehension to understand.

Sure enough, a flush of pink flashed across Yan Lingxue's snow-white face. She gently held the immortal fruit between her lips, changing her method of feeding him.

Slurp!

"Not bad, not bad at all. The taste is excellent."

Gu Qingfeng nodded in satisfaction. He glanced at the people lying on the ground like corpses, extended countless tentacles to loot them thoroughly, and then planned to leave the area to find his next target.

But after taking just two steps, he suddenly paused because he remembered something.

What exactly was the purpose of this Immortal King Conference that these people were holding?

He remembered Xiang Tianwen seemingly mentioning that this gathering of Quasi-Immortal Kings was to compete for an opportunity to become a true Immortal King.

So, where was this opportunity?

Gu Qingfeng lived by the motto that the wind leaves a mark, a passing goose loses its feathers, and even a passing dog gets a slap. Having finally attended an Immortal King Conference, how could he possibly return empty-handed?

How could he only focus on devouring the participants while completely ignoring the true purpose of the conference itself?

Therefore, he reached out his large hand. A terrifying suction force erupted, and Dao Child Jietian, who was lying on the ground, was instantly pulled over.

"Where is the opportunity of the Immortal King Conference?"

Held by the throat, Dao Child Jietian was already scared out of his wits. Having lost all his strength and reduced to a cripple, he didn't dare to put up the slightest resistance against the utterly terrifying Gu Qingfeng.

"It's... it's at the bottom of the Biluo Lake. There is a treasure pagoda there. The key is a jade pendant carved with the character for 'Immortal', which is in my Qiankun Ring. There are trials inside the pagoda..." Dao Child Jietian said in sheer terror.

Before he could even finish speaking, Gu Qingfeng tossed him aside.

He only needed to know the location; as for any other related information, there was absolutely no need to care.

Although competing for such opportunities usually came with dangers, for Gu Qingfeng, any danger aimed at Quasi-Immortal Kings was nothing but child's play.

So, Gu Qingfeng walked over to the edge of Biluo Lake.

"Wait here and do not wander off. This Emperor will be right back," he said to Yan Lingxue.

How could Yan Lingxue dare to disobey? She immediately nodded.

Then, with a flash of his figure, Gu Qingfeng transformed into a streak of demonic light and plunged into Biluo Lake.

At the bottom of Biluo Lake, a treasure pagoda indeed stood tall.

The pagoda was hundreds of feet high, made entirely of bronze. It was dilapidated, covered in cracks, and riddled with the marks left by the passage of time.

The moment Gu Qingfeng saw this pagoda, he was slightly surprised. "This aura of time is very similar to the auras of the Six Great Forbidden Zones. Could it be that this treasure pagoda is also a relic from the previous epoch?"

He had originally thought it was just a minor opportunity, but since this treasure pagoda was left over from the previous epoch, the opportunity must be substantial.

Because anything that could survive the Epoch Tribulation, whether a person or an object, had to be at least at the Half-Step Immortal Lord level.

Gu Qingfeng took out Dao Child Jietian's Qiankun Ring and indeed found a pure white jade pendant carved with the character for 'Immortal' inside. He immediately activated the jade pendant.

A lustrous white light illuminated the lake bottom and struck the pagoda. The bronze treasure pagoda closely followed by erupting with an ancient and profound bronze light.

Rumble!

The gates of the bronze treasure pagoda crashed open, revealing a pitch-black doorway that obscured everything inside.

Gu Qingfeng smiled faintly, suddenly finding the situation rather amusing. What was supposed to be a trial ground for all the great heaven-chosen geniuses had ended up becoming his alone.

According to the normal tropes, he should have entered this pagoda alongside them to participate in the trials and then claimed the first place.

But look at it now—the geniuses had already been thoroughly routed one by one, completely powerless to even enter.

A trial meant for a group had become a trial for one.

Following that, he thought of Dao Child Jietian again. Ever since he realized this pagoda was far from simple, he had a sneaking suspicion that the opportunity inside was probably prepared specifically for Dao Child Jietian.

This kid's life experiences were simply too absurd. From childhood to adulthood, he had encountered countless opportunities. While others might not encounter a single stroke of luck in their entire lives, he would stumble upon a small opportunity every three years and a massive one every five years. It was as if the heavens themselves were fighting to spoon-feed him.

This kid was absolutely someone with immense karmic luck, on the level of a true Child of Destiny.

If he hadn't shown up, there was a ninety-nine point nine-nine percent chance that the opportunity in this pagoda would have belonged to Dao Child Jietian.

Such karmic luck was truly enviable.

Feeling a slight sourness in his heart, Gu Qingfeng recalled his own journey. Starting from a remote corner of the lower realm, he had struggled painstakingly to reach this point, enduring countless storms and hardships to achieve his current success.

Yet a kid like Dao Child Jietian could just lie at home and have opportunities drop right into his lap. Comparing oneself to others really was maddening enough to kill.

At this thought, Gu Qingfeng really wanted to slaughter Dao Child Jietian, but he held himself back.

Because this kid possessed immense karmic luck, he would definitely become a Half-Step Immortal Lord in the future, maybe even a true Immortal Lord. He was simply the perfect target to devour.

Therefore, before this kid fully matured, Gu Qingfeng would absolutely not touch him.

He even considered that in the future, to accelerate Dao Child Jietian's growth, he might just occasionally send a couple of minor mobs his way so he could level up.

Or kidnap his father, kill his master...

Jiejiejie...

Gu Qingfeng couldn't help but laugh out loud, but as he laughed, he felt something was wrong. What was the difference between his actions and those of a major villain?

One must know that all those major villains ultimately ended up dead in a ditch!

How could he have developed such dangerous thoughts? Could it be that the immense karmic luck on Dao Child Jietian was affecting this Emperor?

Should he just kill him now to eliminate future troubles?

But if he killed this kid, who would help him break through to the Immortal Lord realm in the future?

After mulling it over, Gu Qingfeng decided not to kill Dao Child Jietian and wait for him to grow. After all, as a villain with class, prematurely stifling an un-matured Child of Destiny was simply immoral.

Following that, Gu Qingfeng strolled into the bronze treasure pagoda with the leisurely pace of someone walking through a courtyard, intending to check out the opportunity that originally belonged to the Child of Destiny.

The first floor of the bronze treasure pagoda.

The moment he stepped inside, an ancient and primal aura rushed toward his face.

This was a very archaic palace hall.

The hall was extremely empty, devoid of any unnecessary decorations. There was only one person, one zither, and one incense burner.

The person was a man in white, handsome and refined.

The zither was a seven-stringed guqin, antique and elegant.

The burner was a dark gold incense burner, with curling wisps of smoke rising from it.

This man in white didn't seem to notice Gu Qingfeng's arrival. Without even lifting his head, he continued to play the zither. The melody drifted through the air like the heavenly sounds of the Great Dao, as if it could wash the soul and purify the body and mind.

To be honest, the zither music sounded beautiful, but Gu Qingfeng had never been a refined person. Compared to watching a grown man play the zither, he much preferred watching women dance.