Lin Qingyan had never really understood why her instincts had led her so far away.
She had known for a long time that Luo Zhao wanted to take Gu Chengyin away from her.
But she had never thought it would drive her to the point of going berserk.
Because Lin Qingyan had absolute confidence in herself.
As long as Gu Chengyin still loved her, no matter how much trouble Luo Zhao caused, it would all be useless.
And if Gu Chengyin no longer loved her, then that would not be Luo Zhao’s fault. It would be her own problem.
It was that simple, that straightforward, and not something worth agonizing over.
But now Lin Qingyan understood why.
Luo Zhao had a way to make Gu Chengyin forget her.
A way to erase Gu Chengyin’s memories—and his love for her.
When Gu Chengyin heard this answer, he couldn’t help blinking.
The string inside him that had been pulled taut suddenly loosened a little.
Not completely. Just a little.
Like a fully drawn bow, right before the arrow is released, when someone suddenly presses down on the archer’s hand and says, “Wait. That’s not the direction.”
So Lin Qingyan’s instincts weren’t reacting to his Dao—they were reacting to Luo Zhao.
At this realization, Gu Chengyin silently let out a long breath of relief.
Then he noticed the key point in Lin Qingyan’s words.
“Auntie, you mean… take me away from you?”
Lin Qingyan nodded.
“I know Zhao’er very well. Anything that belongs to her can belong to no one else.”
That was Lin Qingyan’s most fundamental judgment of Luo Zhao.
When it came to major matters, Luo Zhao could endure. When it came to minor matters, she could yield.
If there was no need to fight, she could even appear completely free of desire.
But once she decided that something belonged to her, no one else was allowed to touch it.
That almost obsessive possessiveness was not something she had developed later in life.
It was engraved in her bones, something even more deeply rooted than blood.
And in Luo Zhao’s heart, Gu Chengyin belonged to her—and her alone.
That was why all of Luo Zhao’s current silence, obedience, and docility…
were merely her way of gathering strength for her ultimate goal.
Luo Zhao was waiting.
Waiting for the right moment, for a foolproof plan.
Waiting for an opportunity that would catch everyone completely off guard.
“So Zhao’er must have some way.”
When Lin Qingyan reached this point, her voice suddenly dropped to a murmur.
“A way to make you forget me.”
The words landed in Gu Chengyin’s ears like a muffled thunderclap.
Luo Zhao had a way to make him forget Lin Qingyan.
When that conclusion came from Lin Qingyan herself, Gu Chengyin’s first reaction was not that it was impossible.
Instead…
perhaps it really was possible.
Because Luo Zhao was no ordinary person.
She was the Crown Princess, the future Empress, and one of the most powerful people in all of Great Luo.
The immortal artifacts and treasures she possessed outnumbered anything Gu Chengyin had ever seen.
More importantly, this actually aligned perfectly with his Supreme Emotionless Dao.
What was the Supreme Emotionless Dao?
It was the gradual severing of emotional bonds, slowly pulling oneself free from the mire of love, hatred, passion, and resentment.
And if Luo Zhao truly had a way to skip that long and painful process and make him forget Lin Qingyan directly…
then in terms of the result, it would be no different from cultivating the Supreme Emotionless Dao.
In fact, if Luo Zhao really succeeded, it would accelerate Gu Chengyin’s cultivation.
The most difficult hurdle on the path of the Supreme Emotionless Dao was letting go and severing one’s attachments—breaking free from emotions that had sunk deep into the marrow.
That was why the Emotionless Dao had no graduates.
But if Luo Zhao helped him skip that process, then his path to immortality would become far smoother and more straightforward.
No wonder.
Gu Chengyin silently said to himself: No wonder his Dao Heart had exempted Luo Zhao.
He had never quite understood why Luo Zhao was an exception.
Now he did.
Because Luo Zhao was not plotting against him. She was helping him.
Although she herself might not realize it, and although she believed she was merely indulging her own selfish desires, objectively speaking, everything Luo Zhao was doing was helping Gu Chengyin move toward the end of the Supreme Emotionless Dao.
She had even helped divert Lin Qingyan’s terrifying intuition.
So Luo Zhao’s existence was like a precise surgical blade, cutting exactly into the most sensitive, most fragile, and most easily severed nerve between Gu Chengyin and Lin Qingyan.
And Gu Chengyin did not even need to do anything.
All he had to do was let Luo Zhao act according to her own intentions.
Everything would naturally develop in the direction he wanted.
If he didn’t make good use of this, then he wouldn’t be Gu Chengyin.
His mind began racing.
He couldn’t be too deliberate. He couldn’t let anyone see through him—especially not Lin Qingyan.
Lin Qingyan’s intuition was far too terrifying. She had already placed this matter on her red-alert list.
If he showed even the slightest hint of support or indulgence now, Lin Qingyan would immediately sense that something was wrong.
So he had to be incomparably careful.
The kind of careful that required even more care.
After thinking it over, Gu Chengyin tentatively spoke.
“But Auntie, Her Highness is still Her Highness, after all.”
Lin Qingyan understood the meaning behind those words perfectly.
Luo Zhao’s identity was an immovable fact. She could not be treated like an ordinary person.
They couldn’t lock her up, use force against her, or employ any overly aggressive means to stop her.
Because Luo Zhao was the Crown Princess, the future Empress.
Whatever they did to her, they would have to consider the consequences, the impact, and the possibility that one small disturbance could throw the entire court into chaos.
Lin Qingyan let out a quiet sigh.
That was precisely what troubled her most.
Even if her instincts issued a warning, it was still only a warning. If nothing had actually happened, then there was no evidence.
So she couldn’t do anything to Luo Zhao.
She couldn’t arrest her, imprison her, interrogate her, or question her.
At most, she could take precautions in advance, before anything outrageous happened.
She could block off every path, lock every door, and seal every possible loophole.
But this was ultimately a battle between someone who had made preparations and someone who had not.
You could guard against an enemy day and night, but it was always hardest to guard against a thief within the family.
Was Luo Zhao a thief within the family?
Yes.
She was not an outsider, not an enemy, and not someone from whom they could simply cut themselves off with one stroke.
Luo Zhao was Gu Chengyin’s student—and Lin Qingyan’s family.
If Lin Qingyan guarded against her, Luo Zhao would notice.
But if she didn’t, Luo Zhao might truly do something.
What could she do?
Lin Qingyan’s head ached as she ran through every possibility in her mind, from the gentlest measures to the most drastic.
Every plan had its advantages, but every plan also had a fatal flaw.
The gentle solutions couldn’t resolve the root of the problem, while the drastic ones were completely impossible to carry out.
After thinking it over again and again, Lin Qingyan’s gaze finally settled on Gu Chengyin.
Then her expression changed.
The confusion and helplessness from before vanished, replaced by caution—and a hint of resignation, as though she had decided to throw caution to the wind.
Her voice changed as well, becoming very, very soft.
She sounded like a guilty little kitten letting out a timid, ingratiating meow in front of its owner.
“How about… we elope?”
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
