"That's perfect. I'll watch you ascend to godhood then."
"Becoming a god is great. At your age, your face could easily look twenty years younger," Chi Mu chimed in from behind.
"Enough. It’s not about looking young or not." Gu Yu's usually composed face twitched slightly.
He had lived in the Canglan Continent for so many years that his childhood playfulness had long faded. Yet, seeing Chi Mu again brought him a rare sense of ease.
His heart, for a moment, felt settled.
So many years had passed. His sons and daughters were gone, and his grandchildren had grown to look almost as old as him.
Gu Yu patted Chi Mu’s shoulder.
"Let’s go. Give my brother some space. Besides, I need to ask you about the bottleneck." Gu Yu pulled Chi Mu out of the secret chamber.
"About ascending to godhood?"
Chi Mu asked.
"Yes. If not for cultivating in the depths of the sea, neither my father nor I would have lived this long. If we can become gods, it’ll prove everything was worth it."
Gu Yu pressed his lips together.
"How long have you been at the Great Perfection stage?" Chi Mu asked again.
"A hundred years." Gu Yu’s expression briefly darkened with melancholy.
When Little Wei emerged half a month later, her face had thinned, but her eyes still sparkled with vigor.
Seeing her, Chi Mu let out an approving shout.
"Not bad! You’ve recovered well. Seems like godhood isn’t far off." He clapped Little Wei on the shoulder.
But while Little Wei’s talent had once been formidable, her current strength was hard-earned. Returning to her former level would demand even more grueling effort.
After all, cultivating the soul was far harder than cultivating the body.
Moreover, Little Wei had once specialized in soul cultivation. Though his cultivation was at the demigod level, his soul was far stronger—otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to meet the Company before ascending or repair the rifts in the Canglan Continent.
"Don’t flatter me. But this method really works."
Gu Yu glanced at Chi Mu before walking up to Little Wei.
"Brother, I’ll take the sect members out."
"What about Father?" Little Wei asked.
They couldn’t just leave their father alone in the sect.
"I’ve thought of that. We’ll leave a few elders behind and take the younger ones. My plan is to relocate the Huaiyang Sect to the mainland—life there is just more comfortable."
Gu Yu tugged lightly at his sleeve.
"Alright. How many are left in the sect?" Chi Mu asked.
"Over a thousand now. Honestly, moving them will be Qianxun’s headache." Gu Yu sighed.
"That many? Why haven’t I seen them?" Little Wei frowned.
"Of course you haven’t. Not everyone likes wandering around like you," Chi Mu retorted, rolling his eyes.
Gu Yu coughed lightly and kicked Chi Mu. "Don’t bully my brother. Brother, they’ve all been secluded in the courtyards, cultivating. The sect’s been quiet because we’ve kept to ourselves for so long. Honestly, the Gu family’s been resentful. But now that you’re back, I want everyone to see you—after we deal with the demonic threat."
Chi Mu thought for a moment, then nodded.
"Fine. Let’s go then."
They’d already been gone half a month. If they didn’t hurry to the Sunset Forest, the others would grow impatient.
"Good. I have a magical tool. We’ll be there in a few hours."
Gu Yu led the two to the exit.
"Qianxun, handle the sect’s affairs. Inform everyone as needed. Once the demonic matter is resolved, my brother and I will come back for you."
Qianxun’s nose stung. He rubbed his eyes, forcing a smile.
"Understood, Sect Leader. We’ll wait for your return."
"Is this it?" Gu Yu stared into the demonic well, peering into its depths before turning to Helian Chi.
"Yes, Ancestor. How do you plan to handle it?" Helian Chi asked respectfully.
"Don’t call me ‘Ancestor.’" Gu Yu hated the title.
Especially since his brother now looked younger than him. It irked him, but he hadn’t told Helian Chi or the others that Gu Tianyi’s body housed his brother’s soul.
Once he ascended to godhood, he’d see his brother again.
Telling the others would only complicate things. As long as the Huaiyang Sect knew, that was enough.
"Then, Elder Gu, what’s your plan for the well?"
"The three of us will go down." Gu Yu glanced at Chi Mu.
It was Chi Mu who gave him the idea. Even if something went wrong, Chi Mu could get them out.
"Is... that wise?" Helian Chi paled.
Gu Wei had already sacrificed too much for the Canglan Continent. Letting the Ancestor’s younger brother take such risks was unthinkable.
"Right. You stay. We’ll go." Little Wei patted Chi Mu’s shoulder.
Without hesitation, the two leaped into the well.
The barrier around it had weakened, making entry easy.
"Hey—!" Gu Yu barely took a step before Helian Chi and the others blocked him.
"Ancestor, please! You can’t jump in!"
"Sect Leader, aren’t you going to stop that Gu girl?" Old Dan fretted.
Chaos erupted at the well’s edge while Little Wei and Chi Mu landed safely on barren ground. The air reeked of decay, thick with ominous black mist and scattered bones. Chi Mu wrinkled his nose.
"Hold your breath. Inhaling demonic energy will harm you."
Little Wei shook his head. "It’s just pungent. Doesn’t seem harmful."
"I’ve never seen demons before," Chi Mu muttered, watching as Little Wei dug a hole in the ground.
"What are you doing?"
Little Wei glanced at him and planted his staff into the earth.
"Testing." He eyed the staff.
"You’re trying to cut off the demons’ energy supply?" Chi Mu’s lips twitched. That was ruthless.
Like stripping the cultivation world of spiritual energy or the modern world of oxygen.
"If I don’t go all out, what then? Should I try to redeem them?" Little Wei asked.
In the original host’s memories, the demons’ impact had been too devastating.
"Not that. I’m worried your innate artifact can’t handle it. Even if it counters demonic energy, absorbing and converting it takes time."
Before Chi Mu could finish, Little Wei sat cross-legged on the ground.
The staff began voraciously devouring the land’s energy.
Unlike before, when it acted on its own, it now obeyed Little Wei’s silent incantations, absorbing power on command.
"Gu Wei, must you be so reckless?" Chi Mu scowled.
What was this?
A self-sacrificial stunt?
"My soul can convert energy too. It’s not just the staff. When I merge with it, I gain its abilities—purification, healing, and absorption. But I can only handle small amounts. For the bulk, the staff’s the conduit."
"Enough chatter. Go play somewhere else."
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