Chapter 137 - Shall Not Insult the Saint!
Gu Changqing was not feeling well.
He started to question whether his children were his own.
What if…
Gu Changqing said in a low voice, “Did you guys run into some bad guys and hit your heads?”
Gu Ziyu shoved the steamed bread into his mouth and rushed him, “Dad, you’re so imaginative. Just eat it. Come on, take a bite!”
Gu Changqing was hesitant. However, he arched his eyebrow intriguingly.
Huh?
What a pleasant aroma.
The aroma was sweet but it was subtle. It was a teasing kind of aroma.
He observed the steamed bread closely.
It was so white, round, and plump!
It was different from any steamed bread he knew of. The surface was smooth, soft, and white. It was like cotton candy. Moreover, it was perfectly round, too. The look of this steamed bread was excellent—the best he had ever seen in his four-thousand-year lifespan.
“Looks good,” said Gu Changqing. He held the steamed bread in his hands.
He squeezed the steamed bread gently. Oh wow, it felt nice to the touch.
So soft, smooth, and super bouncy!
Gu Changqing was pleasantly surprised. He gently squeezed it again, then tried to hide his desire. He carefully tore off a small piece of the steamed bread.
He opened his mouth and nibbled on it.
Suddenly, a wonderfully sweet flavor burst inside his mouth, starting from the tip of his tongue and spreading throughout. He took a deep breath and it was as if the air was also sweetened.
He chewed on the steamed bread.
Layers of the sweet flavor came out from the steamed bread. He thought he was chewing on an aromatic flower instead.
Gu Changqing’s eyes widened in disbelief.
Yummy!
It was delicious!
He could not hold it in anymore as he took the steamed bread and shoved it in his mouth.
The steamed bread felt like a soft white cloud in his mouth, bouncing in between his teeth. As the steamed bread was chewed apart, the intoxicating flavor filled his mouth!
He carefully chewed on it and realized the steamed bread was extremely soft. It was like having a pillow fight with his tongue. His heart melted like the steamed bread in his mouth. The taste was amazing and he was completely satisfied.
He swallowed it and it reminded him of velvety-soft-fountains. Every cell of his body enjoyed that experience.
It took only two to three bites for the steamed bread to be devoured. He did not even realize that.
‘Is the steamed bread gone? Did I eat it?’
He coughed softly and straightened up. “Um… Do you have any more of these?”
Gu Ziyu poked out his tongue. “Nope, we brought back two but I couldn’t help myself and ate one of them.”
“You, you, you…” Gu Changqing pointed at Gu Ziyu with a trembling finger. “Ungrateful brat!”
Suddenly, he felt something. He looked confused as he quickly shut his eyes.
This… Insights?!
He gasped. The delicious steamed bread contained Insights?
The Insights were weak for someone like him. He opened his eyes quickly after a short while. However, he was still perplexed. He looked at his children.
He said in a very serious tone, “Who did you run into exactly?”
Gu Ziyao stopped smiling and took a deep breath. “Dad, I think I should be the one to tell you.”
Then, she told him everything.
Gu Changqing squinted and sat in place quietly. He was silently calm, but in reality, he was overwhelmed.
His heart rate was at an all-time high. He almost stopped breathing!
However, he did not interrupt Gu Ziyao and allowed her to continue the story.
The rare delicacies contained Insights!
How Qin Manyun felt about the expert.
It all highlighted the extraordinary expert.
He frowned at his children and let his mind wander.
He had lived for a long time and was one of the top cultivators in the Immortal Realm. Yet, he always wanted more.
Nothing good came for free in this world. The expert made it look like a coincidental blessing but it was all a part of his scheme. The purpose was obvious—the expert wanted to make him a chess piece through the children!
Experts battled in chess with the fate of the world, so chess pieces no longer controlled their own fates. Chess pieces could be sacrificed at any given time.
Gu Changqing thought about a lot with a glint in his eye.
Suddenly, he looked across the horizon. He had a different facial expression as he stood up, sighing to himself. The chess battle had begun!
Gu Changqing said, “Go back to your rooms.”
The siblings were puzzled at first, but then they left the place.
Soon, four figures landed in the main hall from afar.
“Greetings to Elder Gu. I’m Qin Manyun from the Linxian Palace.”
Qin Manyun led the rest and saluted.
Gu Changqing smiled. “Manyun, why are you here?”
Qin Manyun looked at Gu Changqing and said seriously, “I have an opportunity for you, Elder Gu!”
“An opportunity?” Gu Changqing was intrigued.
Qin Manyun took a deep breath. She looked energetic. “Liu Rusheng from the Liu Family has offended an important expert. If Elder Gu could help out with eliminating the Liu Family, it’ll be a good chance to befriend the expert. We were wondering if you’d like to grab this opportunity.”
“The Liu Family…” Gu Changqing groaned and sighed. “What did you do to Liu Rusheng?”
“We killed him!” said Qin Manyun casually.
Gu Changqing was petrified. “Do you know that a few hundred years ago, the master of the Liu Family became a Combination realm cultivator?”
Qin Manyun asked, “So?”
Gu Changqing continued, “Do you realize the Liu Family has Immortals?”
Qin Manyun shook her head, “So what?”
Gu Changqing was shocked at her confidence. His mouth was agape as he said, “You should know as well as I do about how capable Immortal Families were. Liu Rusheng is dead. Why do you also have to kill the Liu Family?”
“Gu Changqing, you’ve lived for so many years, but you’re such a backward thinker! Just tell me, are you in or out?”
Zhou Dacheng was impatient. “Let me give you some good advice—don’t question the expert. He’s a being beyond our comprehension! This incident happened in Azure Ville. If we hadn’t stopped it in time, do you think you’d be standing here talking to us? We’re going to kill off the Liu Family! Immortals? Who cares! Do you think this thing ends with Liu Rusheng? Don’t you ever forget the saying, the Saint…shall not be insulted!”