Chapter 1733. Presumably Extremely Ferocious and Intimidating, Something That Cannot Be Spoken Of?

When Chen Yi and the others heard this, they hesitated for a moment. In truth, it wasn’t really a secret. If Gu Changge and the others wished to investigate, they would not be able to hide it anyway.

Thus, they briefly explained the purpose of their trip — they were heading to the Heaven-Slaying Alliance. They were carrying a letter from the Zhengyi Alliance, and once they arrived, they planned to find an opportunity to personally deliver it to the Alliance Leader.

After hearing their purpose, Mu Fuguang’s expression instantly became rather strange. She cast a glance at Gu Changge. Seeing that his expression remained unchanged, as if he had already known yet deliberately said nothing, she could not help but grumble inwardly.

However, she did not truly understand Gu Changge, nor did she know whether he had some deeper intention or plan, so she did not dare to say much.

The expressions of Daoist Changming, Monk Beici, Tong Xian and the others also became somewhat odd, as if they wanted to say something, but in the end wisely kept silent.

“Have you ever seen the true appearance of the Heaven-Slaying Alliance Leader?” Mu Fuguang asked with a bright smile, her eyes shimmering like rippling lake water, alluring and bewitching.

Chen Yi and the others hesitated, then all shook their heads.

There were extremely few people in this world who had ever seen the true face of the Heaven-Slaying Alliance Leader. The factions behind them were far removed from the Xiyuan Civilization — they had never even had contact, let alone met him.

“How could we possibly have seen the true appearance of that rumored Alliance Leader?” Chen Yi pondered for a moment, carefully choosing her words before speaking. “Presumably he must be extremely ferocious and intimidating — otherwise, why would all realms fear and dread him so much…”

The layman Huijue and the others beside her nodded deeply in agreement.

The smile on Mu Fuguang’s face grew even wider. She glanced at Gu Changge again. Seeing that he still looked indifferent and unmoved, she almost burst out laughing.

“Exactly — that Alliance Leader must have three heads and six arms, be bloated and greasy, sharp-snouted and rat-eyed, utterly vicious and evil—”

“Ow—!”

Before she could finish, she received a sharp flick on the back of her head.

Turning around, she saw Gu Changge calmly withdraw his hand. “Are you talking a bit too much? Perhaps I should find a thread later and sew your mouth shut.”

Mu Fuguang immediately put on a terrified expression, her beautiful eyes blinking rapidly as she quickly covered her rosy lips.

Monk Beici, Daoist Changming, Tong Xian and the others all looked straight ahead, noses aligned with hearts, pretending they had seen absolutely nothing.

Chen Yi and the others were also somewhat puzzled and confused. Something felt strange, yet they could not pinpoint what exactly was strange.

“We also happen to be heading to the Heaven-Slaying Alliance. If Miss Chen Yi and your companions don’t mind, we can travel together,” Gu Changge said to them in a gentle, mellow tone.

“That would be wonderful…”

“We couldn’t ask for more. We’ll have to trouble you all again along the way.”

Chen Yi and the others were immediately overjoyed and surprised upon hearing this. Naturally, they wished for nothing more — traveling together with Gu Changge and his group would certainly make the journey far safer.

With the terrifying strength of their party, even if Dark Creatures attacked, there would be nothing to fear.

As for Gu Changge’s purpose in going to the Heaven-Slaying Alliance, they did not dare to ask.

As dawn broke and the sun rose beyond the horizon, brilliant and dazzling light spread across the sky. Gu Changge casually waved his hand, and a streak of light flew over, transforming into a massive ancient flying vessel. He then opened a spacetime passage and departed with Chen Yi and the others.

Originally, he had not intended to concern himself with Chen Yi’s group, but after briefly deducing fate earlier, he discovered they might prove useful later. Part of the reason was also the karmic connection Chen Yi had with Gu Xian’er, which prompted him to offer slight assistance. Otherwise, with their strength, they might not even have reached the Heaven-Slaying Alliance alive.

The flying vessel sped through the spacetime tunnel as star fields and cosmic regions flashed past in streams of light.

From beginning to end, Chen Yi and the others had no idea of Gu Changge and Mu Fuguang’s identities. They tactfully never asked.

Once their emotions finally stabilized, they began contacting their respective sects and factions, informing them of the Dark Creature attack. The original envoy team numbered dozens, but now only a few remained, which filled Chen Yi and the others with sighs and emotion.

Had Gu Changge not saved them last night, they likely would have perished like the others.

…

“The Weiyang Princess truly deserves to be called the jewel of the Weiyang Immortal Dynasty. Such moving music — even if I exhausted all the talent of my lifetime, I could not describe even one or two parts of it. To hear this piece once in life leaves no regrets.”

“Indeed. Such music belongs only in the heavens; how many times can it be heard in the mortal world?”

“If not for the fortune granted by the Ninth Prince of the Nanzhao Ancient Kingdom today, how could we possibly hear the Weiyang Princess play in person?”

Ancient bridges and flowing streams, pavilions and terraces, a jade-like lake covered with lotus leaves. Beside the lake, immortal mist drifted gently. A woman in white sat with one leg folded, like the Goddess of the Luo River stepping out of a painting. A white veil covered her eyes as her slender jade fingers plucked the ancient zither.

Her hands were long and delicate, fair as peeled scallions, nails glossy with a bean-like sheen. As her fingers moved across the strings, the trembling notes flowed like heavenly music. Each note seemed alive, dancing in the air and intoxicating all living beings and cultivators present.

“Though the Weiyang Princess is blind, she excels in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting — a true master of the arts. Today’s performance is nearly at the Dao level. Truly astonishing.”

A handsome man in golden robes standing among the pavilions nodded repeatedly in praise, admiration evident in his eyes. He possessed an imposing aura, black hair loose, radiating a domineering presence as if heaven and earth revolved around him.

“The Ninth Prince speaks truly. The Weiyang Princess’s cultivation talent and artistic skills are unparalleled among her peers. Otherwise, how could she be called the jewel of the Weiyang Immortal Chu?”

“Only a heaven-defying genius like the Ninth Prince could possibly be worthy of her.”

The young cultivators around him all agreed, many wearing flattering expressions.

This golden-robed man was Ye Wudao, the Ninth Prince of the Nanzhao Ancient Kingdom, a peerless genius whose talent was said to be unmatched in history. At only a few thousand years old, he already stood at the peak of the Immortal Path, gazing toward the Dao Realm.

…

After the music ended, the Weiyang Princess rose, returned the zither, and bowed gracefully before being helped back into the pavilion by a maid.

Various young elites approached to present gifts. Ye Wudao frowned slightly, displeased at them stealing attention.

“You are all too impatient. The Princess has just finished playing and hasn’t even rested, yet you rush forward so rudely,” he said lightly, flicking a wine cup towards them. The terrifying force nearly collapsed space itself. Though they blocked it, many were splashed with wine and looked extremely displeased.

Tensions rose until suddenly a young man stepped forward and blocked Ye Wudao’s strike— Zhu Fuyi, the great-grandson of the Divine Martial General. His calm demeanor and mysterious double pupils shocked the crowd. Even Ye Wudao acknowledged him as interesting and refrained from further action.

Eventually, the banquet ended, and the elites dispersed.

Only Zhu Fuyi remained.

As the Weiyang Princess prepared to leave with her maid, Zhu Fuyi suddenly spoke, “Princess, please wait. My grandfather is waiting for you at the Quiet Abode nearby. He has something he wishes to discuss with you.”

“What does the Divine Martial General wish to speak to me about?” The Weiyang Princess asked in slight confusion.

She ultimately chose to follow Zhu Fuyi without bringing her maid. Although blind, she could walk without issue unless in unfamiliar places. The Divine Martial General was one of her father’s most trusted figures, so she did not fear danger — only curiosity and doubt filled her heart.

Was it to tell her something unspeakable?

Her mood suddenly grew heavy as she recalled her father’s strange behavior since returning to the Weiyang Immortal Dynasty.

Zhu Fuyi led the way without explanation. This arrangement had been his grandfather’s instruction; even he did not know what would be discussed or why such timing was chosen.

The Quiet Abode was not far from the pavilions. After bringing the Princess there, Zhu Fuyi immediately departed without staying.

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