Gu Changyuan's entry made no sound, but Tushan Hanyan seemed extremely sensitive to fluctuations in aura.
She first noticed someone entering, and her face instantly lit up with joy, thinking her master had returned. She immediately turned around, the word "Mas—" already escaping her lips.
However, when she saw clearly that the newcomer was a strange yet gentle and profoundly aura-ed man in a green shirt, rather than her master Tushan Youyao, the "-ter" got stuck in her throat.
She paused her movements, tilted her small head in confusion, and carefully observed Gu Changyuan with clear, glass-like white eyes filled with curiosity and inquiry.
Naturally, she had seen the phenomenon above the Heavenly Demon Pavilion yesterday and felt the mysterious aura that surpassed all demonic power.
And the aura on the man before her was exactly the same as that aura from yesterday.
Furthermore, she did not feel any malice or threat from him; instead, there was a feeling that made her feel inexplicably at ease, and even faintly close to him.
Therefore, although surprised, she did not show any vigilance or fear, but just quietly looked at Gu Changyuan.
Seeing her well-behaved and spirited appearance, Gu Changyuan felt even more fond of her.
He walked to the window and, imitating Tushan Hanyan, sat casually on the wide windowsill.
With both feet dangling outside, he placed Xiaobai from his arms onto his closed legs, then turned to look at the young girl beside him, smiling and speaking in a gentle voice:
"Tushan Hanyan, right? Youyao has told me about you."
Hearing the other party directly call out her master's name, and in such an intimate and natural tone, Tushan Hanyan's beautiful eyes instantly lit up, her curiosity thoroughly piqued. She blinked and asked tentatively:
"Are you the master that my master often mentions?"
Gu Changyuan nodded, his smile deepening:
"Yes, I am your grandmaster, Gu Changyuan. I haven't appeared before because I encountered some issues. Now that the matters are resolved, I have returned."
Receiving an affirmative answer, a bright and slightly shy smile immediately bloomed on Tushan Hanyan's face.
She seemed to want to bow, but it was inconvenient sitting on the windowsill, so she just bowed slightly to show respect, her voice crisp and pleasant:
"Hanyan greets Grandmaster!"
Her gaze could not help but glance again at the little white fox on Gu Changyuan's lap, showing obvious affection in her eyes.
Gu Changyuan noticed her gaze and also carefully observed her appearance.
Her snow-white hair was completely different from the so-called orthodox hair colors like orange and red advocated by the Tushan clan. It was no wonder she faced similar ostracism as Tushan Youyao.
He gently lifted the soundly sleeping Xiaobai and handed it to Tushan Hanyan:
"Do you like it? Its name is Xiaobai. I picked it up on the way, and its talent is not bad. Can you help Grandmaster look after it for a while?"
Tushan Hanyan joyfully took the soft and warm little white fox, carefully holding it in her arms. Her movements were gentle, afraid of waking it up.
Xiaobai just changed to a more comfortable position in her arms and continued to sleep soundly.
"Master often mentions you to me,"
Tushan Hanyan hugged Xiaobai and looked at Gu Changyuan, her eyes filled with curiosity and anticipation.
"She told me many things about you, saying you are very powerful, very gentle, and taught her many things. Grandmaster, can you tell me some other things about Master? Like when Master was a child, or when she first followed you to cultivate?"
As she spoke, she couldn't help but gently stroke Xiaobai's smooth fur with her fingertips, her gaze moving back and forth between Gu Changyuan and Xiaobai, looking charmingly naive and cute.
Gu Changyuan looked at this little grand-disciple before him, who had a similar experience to his eldest disciple, yet seemed to be well protected and still maintained a pure heart, and his heart softened.
"Of course."
He replied gently, his gaze looking out the window at the surging sea of clouds. His thoughts seemed to pierce through time, returning to a thousand years ago, beside that little fox with purple hair and purple tail, whose eyes were stubborn yet fragile.
Thus, by the window on the top floor of the First Pavilion of the Heavenly Demon Pavilion, the rising morning sun shed warm golden light.
One large and one small, one human and one demon, sat side by side on the windowsill, their feet dangling and swinging.
The young girl held a snow-white fox cub in her arms, intently listening to the green-shirted grandmaster beside her, who used a calm and slightly nostalgic tone to tell stories about her majestic yet gentle master.
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For the past two days, Gu Changyuan spent his time on the top floor of the First Pavilion, getting along with his grand-disciple Tushan Hanyan.
The little girl had a pure mind and was full of curiosity about her master's past, so Gu Changyuan picked out some interesting anecdotes to tell her, bringing out many human world snacks along the way, such as sugar figures, candied haws on a stick, sesame flatbreads, and preserved fruits.
Due to Tushan Youyao's protection and the recent potential threat brought by the Myriad Demon Alliance, Tushan Hanyan had never left the Demon Realm to this day, and naturally had never heard of these exquisite human foods.
At first sight, she just curiously observed those things with tempting colors and various shapes.
After carefully taking a bite of a sugar figure under Gu Changyuan's encouragement, those clear white eyes instantly widened, and were immediately overwhelmed by immense satisfaction and surprise.
So sweet! So fragrant! So crispy!
Therefore, Tushan Hanyan became even closer to this snack treasure house grandmaster.
At this moment, the two were sitting side by side on the windowsill, each holding a crystal-clear, red sugar figure shaped like a dragon, licking it slowly.
Gu Changyuan's posture was casual, while Tushan Hanyan was taking small licks of the sugar figure.
The white tail behind her and the pair of furry fox ears on her head swayed gently uncontrollably with the joy of tasting the sweetness, her small face full of focus and happiness.
Gu Changyuan looked at his grand-disciple's cute reaction out of the corner of his eye and couldn't help but smile inwardly.
Sure enough, sugar was an irresistible source of happiness for both human children and demon cubs.
Although by human age standards, Tushan Hanyan was over seventy years old, among the demon race with lifespans easily reaching thousands or tens of thousands of years, she was indeed not old.
Right at this moment, a powerful fluctuation of spiritual energy suddenly erupted from the top floor of the Heavenly Demon Tower, like a slumbering peerless divine sword suddenly unsheathed.
The sugar figure in Gu Changyuan's mouth paused slightly, his divine sense instantly sweeping over, and a knowing smile appeared on his face.
It was Qingxue who had finished refining the Saint Bone.
The Saint Bone he had bestowed upon Ye Qingxue contained the laws of the Sword Dao, which was a match made in heaven with her Great Void Sword Body, the foremost of all swords.
Under the resonance of the two, the refining process naturally fell into place, yielding twice the result with half the effort.
With a crunch, he bit off the rest of the sugar figure, chewed and swallowed it in a few bites, and turned to look at Tushan Hanyan beside him.
"Xiaoyan, stay here for now. Grandmaster is going to check on your Martial Aunt Ye's situation."
Gu Changyuan pointed to the little white fox still sleeping peacefully in her arms.
"I'll leave Xiaobai in your care for now."
Tushan Hanyan nodded obediently, still holding half a piece of candy in her mouth, and responded vaguely:
"Understood! Go ahead, Grandmaster. I will keep a close eye on Xiaobai."
Gu Changyuan smiled. With a flicker of his figure, he vanished from the window.
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.”
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
