Gu Chengyin walked in the direction of the Crown Prince's palace.
As he walked, he pondered how to turn Gu Xiaoli into his cat.
Although he now had the protection of Lin Qingyan, who was invincible at the Golden Core stage, and his own condition had returned to normal,
But what if?
What if Lin Qingyan experienced another unforeseen loss of control?
Such things were unpredictable, so the best solution was to find someone of equal strength to balance things out.
Gu Xiaoli, at the Half-Step Nascent Soul stage, was the best choice.
That way, if Lin Qingyan lost control again, Gu Xiaoli could counterbalance her.
And if Gu Xiaoli lost control, Lin Qingyan could do the same in return.
Then came the question.
What if Lin Qingyan and Gu Xiaoli both lost control at the same time?
If that scenario unfolded, and he still hadn't broken through to the Golden Core stage,
Then Gu Chengyin would have nothing to say.
He would accept the loss.
After walking for a while,
Gu Chengyin suddenly stopped, his brow furrowed.
From just a moment ago, he had been feeling a strange sensation.
As if something was watching him.
Not a casual, accidental glance,
But a focused, deliberate gaze.
Like someone hidden in the shadows, staring at him without moving.
And this feeling of being watched—Gu Chengyin's brow tightened further.
The person watching him,
He knew them.
No, rather, it was someone familiar to him.
This sensation of being watched carried a certain quality that gave Gu Chengyin a vague sense of familiarity.
Not Lin Qingyan's indifferent, dead silence, nor Shangguan Yunying's gentle warmth.
But...
Gu Chengyin couldn't quite put it into words, but it felt familiar.
Who was it?
Who was watching him?
Gu Chengyin stood still and suddenly turned his head to look back.
Behind him, the corridor was completely empty.
Nearby, there were only a few vermilion pillars and slanting sunlight.
In the distance, the direction he had come from, the outline of the Ten Thousand Images Tower was faintly visible.
The Golden Royal Guards in front of the tower stood solemn and motionless.
No one was there.
No one he knew was there.
Nor anyone he recognized.
Gu Chengyin scanned every possible hiding spot—behind the pillars, within the shadows,
Even the half-open window lattices.
But there was nothing.
Who on earth was watching him?
Gu Chengyin thought for a moment, then suddenly called out, "Auntie?"
His voice was not loud, but it was strikingly clear in the silent corridor.
As his words fell, the air ahead began to ripple slightly.
The ripples were faint, spreading out in circles of barely perceptible waves.
The ripples grew larger, more pronounced, and then...
Lin Qingyan's figure materialized from the void.
Still the same as ever—a plain white dress, jet-black hair,
A cold, detached face, surrounded by a faint aura of frost and snow.
Her gaze fell on Gu Chengyin, indifferent, lifeless, utterly devoid of emotion,
Yet it seemed to ask: What is it?
Gu Chengyin looked at this familiar face, his eyes lingering on hers.
Still, that expression of being utterly uninterested in everything and uncharted by anything.
Even when Gu Chengyin's reflection appeared in her eyes, there was still not a trace of fluctuation.
In other words, it was emptiness, obedience, as if under hypnosis.
But it was different from Luo Zhao's emptiness—Luo Zhao's emptiness was without consciousness.
Lin Qingyan before him had an emptiness that was conscious, hence it was called dead silence.
After confirming that the sensation just now did not come from Lin Qingyan, Gu Chengyin smiled and said,
"It's nothing. I just felt empty inside not seeing you, Auntie."
Lin Qingyan's gaze shifted from Gu Chengyin's face to the void behind him,
As if she hadn't heard his words at all.
The next moment, her figure faded again, like an ink droplet dissolving into water, gradually vanishing into thin air.
In the blink of an eye, she completely disappeared before Gu Chengyin, as if she had never existed.
Only Gu Chengyin remained alone in the corridor.
He stood there, still frowning.
Lin Qingyan seemed perfectly normal.
That indifferent, dead silence, that aloofness that pushed everyone away.
No familiar expression, no untoward emotion.
Her response to his test just now hadn't given any unexpected reaction.
But if it wasn't Lin Qingyan, then who was it?
Could it have been his imagination?
Gu Chengyin stood still for a moment, and after confirming that the familiar feeling of being watched hadn't reappeared,
He shook his head and continued walking toward the Crown Prince's palace.
Maybe he was just too tired these days.
Tour of the sect, the Green Sword Sect, the immortal clan's legacy, the tripartite tribunal, and that troublemaking cat Gu Xiaoli...
Matters piled up one after another on his mind, it was inevitable to become a little paranoid.
But deep down, Gu Chengyin still felt something was off, though he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
Wait.
Gu Chengyin's heart suddenly skipped a beat—could it be that Gu Xiaoli was secretly watching him?
Just like that night when Luo Zhao was hypnotized, watching his every move from start to finish?
And only because his Dao heart had broken through to the Golden Core stage could he now sense Gu Xiaoli's gaze?
Gu Chengyin looked around him once more. Though the feeling of being watched had vanished,
The doubt in his heart hadn't disappeared. But for now,
Gu Chengyin tentatively narrowed down the suspect to Gu Xiaoli.
Since she hadn't shown herself, she must be playing hide and seek.
Thinking of that world-weary little girl pretending to be sweet, Gu Chengyin couldn't help but sigh.
Once he caught Gu Xiaoli, he'd have to teach her a lesson.
Then Gu Chengyin suddenly thought of a very important point.
Since that world-weary little girl had even hidden her cultivation level, could she have hidden her age too?
Was Gu Xiaoli, in fact, a legal loli?
With these doubts in his mind, Gu Chengyin once again set off toward the Crown Prince's palace.
But in the void he couldn't see, Lin Qingyan quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
She remained hidden in the void, no longer daring to look at Gu Chengyin, but her brow was equally furrowed.
That was a close call—she had almost been discovered.
But when had Gu Chengyin's perception become so sharp?
It had been sharp before, but never to this degree.
She had only taken a brief look at him, through the void, with no leakage of any aura,
And Gu Chengyin had still sensed someone watching him?
If she hadn't promptly let the hypnotized inner demon handle the situation,
She might have been found out by Gu Chengyin.
Lin Qingyan's gaze flickered slightly.
It seemed she would have to be even more careful from now on.
Fortunately, hiding behind the inner demon was safe.
Even if sensed, the inner demon would provide cover—it wasn't her.
That inner demon's lifeless demeanor wouldn't arouse any suspicion from Gu Chengyin.
But...
Lin Qingyan's brow furrowed even more, as she noticed a problem.
Ever since returning to the divine capital,
The electricity from Gu Chengyin had been providing less and less information.
Including yesterday's hypnosis—she had completely relied on instinct.
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e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
