Chapter 17: Head Straight For The Imperial Palace

Nearly three years had flown by since the start of the images in the mirror.

The baby who once lay in the quilt had long since become a mischievous, cunning brat.

Even Gu Changqing had shed some of his childishness.

His looks weren’t handsome—his cheeks were thin, and his build was far from burly.

Yet those sword-like brows were sharp, giving him an unspoken, imposing dignity.

Those eyes were even more filled with world-weariness.

Although he was only eight, he gave an indescribably mature impression.

The little leopard that had grown up with little Gu Youwei.

Had changed even more rapidly.

And on that day, unable to bear the boredom of the mountain, little Gu Youwei quietly rode the small leopard down the mountain while her brother cultivated.

When Gu Changqing woke from cultivation and discovered little Gu Youwei was gone.

A panic appeared on his face that had not even shown the day he murdered his Uncle’s family.

He could guess that she had secretly run down the mountain.

Human nature!

This was absolutely the thing he feared most now!

So he stayed away from mortal villages and never dared interact with them.

With almost no hesitation, he dashed down the mountain.

Seeing this scene, the powerful ones outside the mirror guessed something at that moment.

“It seems the reason the Heavenly Emperor’s dao foundation was destroyed was caused by Miss Youwei coming down the mountain, wasn’t it?”

“Such a prodigy—give him more time and he’d become a peerless sovereign. Who would’ve thought an accident would come so soon.”

The crowd sighed, inexplicably feeling a touch of regret.

Gu Youwei’s delicate body trembled.

Although she already understood the young Heavenly Emperor would have his dao foundation destroyed, she never imagined this would happen because of her.

“So, because of me your Immortal Root was destroyed, and later you wanted to take my Immortal Root?”

Gu Youwei murmured to herself, smiling bitterly again and again.

Her heart was extremely conflicted.

Seeing this, Ye Chen hurried to comfort her, “Perhaps his Immortal Root being dug out is indeed related to this descent, but how could he blame Miss Youwei for it?”

“She was only three then. Whatever she did was unintentional—besides, someone else dug out his Immortal Root, it wasn’t her!”

“Yet he became so extreme, and for past events cruelly harmed Miss Youwei—truly inhumane!”

“Not to mention he persecuted beings and slaughtered countless souls. By then he had become a ruthless, unprincipled great evil—why should the girl blame herself for him!”

Gu Youwei smiled bitterly. “You needn’t say more. He lost his Immortal Root because of me, I should repay him.”

“When he falls, I’ll destroy my own roots and bones and hide in the sect, never to come out again!”

Hearing those words, Ye Chen was completely thrown into chaos!

He had, in his heart, always wanted to bring Gu Youwei into his harem!

Seeing Gu Youwei’s unyielding attitude.

Ye Chen couldn’t help but grit his teeth and curse inwardly, “This damned Heavenly Emperor is about to fall, and he’s still able to get in the way of my plans!!”

The mountain where Gu Changqing lived was called Yuan Mountain.

15 kilometers from Yuan Mountain lay a mortal kingdom, named Zhao.

Zhao Kingdom’s territory was vast. It was a great mortal power, standing prosperous in the mortal realm for a thousand years.

The reason for this wasn’t that the Zhao emperor was a peerless monarch, but that a sect’s holy site stood behind the kingdom.

The Jade Void Palace.

In fact, it wasn’t rare for a country to support a sect in this world.

On the contrary, any well-known sect would inevitably possess its own territories in the mortal world.

There was no other reason.

Corraling and nurturing mortal qi and fate made the sect flourish.

And without doubt, mortals’ fate was the easiest to acquire for cultivator sects.

The area where Zhao Kingdom sat was also the most prosperous region within these parts.

Gu Changqing knew well how much Gu Youwei longed for this place.

Because of that, he immediately came to Zhao Kingdom to search for Gu Youwei.

However.

The moment he entered Zhao Kingdom’s city center proper, Gu Changqing’s heart hung in his throat.

This street, which should have been extremely bustling, was filled with wails everywhere.

The roadside stalls were in disarray, many mortals sat on the ground crying. In the alleys by the street, many freshly dead corpses lay strewn about.

Gu Changqing didn’t know what had happened. His emotions were more frantic than ever.

He knew this was Zhao Kingdom’s city—if such a great upheaval occurred and the Zhao monarchy remained indifferent, then it was impossible that the royals were uninvolved.

It might even be the royal court’s tacit approval.

Gu Changqing searched the city like a madman, but simply did not find little Gu Youwei’s corpse.

These corpses were almost all adults. There wasn’t a single youth among them.

His heart did not ease.

Instead, he rushed straight to Zhao Kingdom’s Imperial Palace.

“This place was a major mortal kingdom and he had only just begun cultivating. Where did he get the courage to barge into a palace? That’s a place with extremely high security! Besides, how can he be sure Miss Youwei is even in the palace?” a cultivator spoke.

Jiang Minghuang frowned and said, “He doesn’t know, but even if there’s the slightest hope, he absolutely won’t let it go.”

Outside the mirror, the gathered cultivators were slightly moved.

Even though the Heavenly Emperor later became cruel and unrighteous, ruthless and heartless.

At this moment, he was truly good to this sister from a different set of parents.

Breaking into the Imperial Palace was something that could cost his life, yet he still threw himself into the palace without hesitation for an uncertain hope!