rpbooks Chapter 227 Cold Dish
Chapter 227 Cold Dish
The spacious corridor was flanked by curtains printed with floral patterns, leading to a lattice door. The door was decorated with landscape paintings, and a young man in white stood before it.
The young man in white was exceptionally handsome, unparalleled in his beauty. He had been standing before the tightly closed door for a long time when an elderly man with white hair and a youthful face appeared behind him. The young man turned around and asked the old man:
"He hasn't come out of seclusion yet?"
Xiao Yu said, "Not yet."
"When will he emerge from seclusion?" Gu Yan asked.
Xiao Yu laughed and said, "How could I possibly know such a thing?"
Gu Yan stared at the closed door and said, "Then I'll wait for him to come out here."
After saying that, he sat down cross-legged in the void.
Xiao Yu looked at Gu Yan's figure, smiled, and then disappeared.
Gu Yan stared at the closed door in front of her and softly called out, "Master..."
He had a deep affection for his master, Gu Changqing, after all, he was the first person he saw when he came into this world.
Although his parents in this life love him very much, and he is dependent on them, this is not his first time being human. Even if he returns to an infant state, even if his mind regresses, he is not a true infant; he retains memories of his past life.
His master was the first parent who raised him from a clueless child to adulthood.
Therefore, in Gu Yan's heart, no one can replace his master Gu Changqing's position.
At this moment, his mind was filled with all sorts of questions: Why didn't he recognize him?
They teased him and beat him so badly. What did he do wrong?
What exactly is the master's identity?
Why is he on Earth?
What about his uncles and senior brothers?
Who are they?
Where are they now?
What exactly happened to the cultivators on Earth?
He had so many questions on his mind.
Gu Yan waited and waited at the door for three years, but the door never opened. He had no choice but to give up.
He stood in front of the door, his face full of disappointment.
Finally, it turned into a long rainbow and flew out of the underground palace.
After he left, a soft sigh came from inside the door.
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After leaving the underground palace, Gu Yan encountered Xiao Yu.
Xiao Yu chuckled and stroked his white beard. He asked, "Has the Ancestor come out to see you?"
"No," Gu Yan said.
"So you're leaving now?" Xiao Yu asked.
Gu Yan nodded.
Xiao Yu, holding his whisk, looked at Gu Yan's stunning face and said with a smile, "My disciple has fallen deeply in love with Lin Daiyu, the fairy Lin. What should I do?"
Gu Yan slowly uttered two words: "Let's see what happens!"
Xiao Yu: "..."
What does "cold dish" mean?
"By the way, I can't repay those two hundred million immortal jades. You can ask my master, Qing Xuanzi, for them." After saying this, Gu Yan ignored Xiao Yu's reaction, and with a flash of blue lightning on her body, she turned into a blue lightning bolt and left the Wood Spirit Palace, disappearing into the starry sky.
Xiao Yu: "..."
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Two months later.
In the starry sky, a streak of azure light instantly left countless stars behind. Within this azure light was a young man dressed in white, his face unremarkable, holding a star chart in his hand. This young man was none other than Gu Yan, who had used illusion magic to alter his appearance.
Two months ago, he left the Wood Spirit Palace and returned to the Heartless Palace. After explaining his departure, he left the Immortal Alliance. He was going home; Yunlan Star wasn't in the Immortal Alliance, but in a remote corner of the Divine Alliance.
If he wants to go home, he must go to the Divine Alliance.
As he flew, Gu Yan reached the edge of the Immortal Alliance's territory. Upon arriving there, he remembered something. He landed on a desolate planet and took the Demon Refining Pot from his Purple Mansion.
The Demon-Refining Pot emitted a golden light in his hand, then its lid opened, and a beam of red light flew out, transforming into an extremely cute young girl upon landing. This girl had fair skin and a beautiful face, and looked to be no more than twelve or thirteen years old. After being released, she complained:
"Li Bai, you scoundrel, you..."
As You Lian'er cried out, her eyes widened in disbelief. She couldn't believe that Gu Yan before her was already a Great Luo Golden Immortal. How much time had passed?
"Alright, you can go now. Let's call it even!" Gu Yan said to You Lian'er.
He had originally intended to suppress this girl for two thousand years, but now he had changed his mind. In any case, this girl had saved him. Although she harbored malicious intentions, it had somewhat offset her loss. Now that he needed to go home, and didn't know when he would return to the Immortal Alliance, he figured he might as well leave her here. He didn't want to take You Lian'er to the Cloud Realm.
"You, you..."
Looking at Gu Yan's stunningly beautiful face, You Lian'er was speechless for a moment.
She gazed at the boy before her, and saw that his face was even more unbelievably beautiful under the starlight. As she looked at him, the fierceness in her body disappeared, and her heartbeat involuntarily quickened for a moment.
Gu Yan ignored her thoughts and put away the Demon Refining Pot. His body surged with divine lightning, and he instantly transformed into a streak of azure lightning, disappearing from You Lian'er's sight.
On a desolate planet, a little girl dressed in black stares blankly at the starry sky, lost in thought.
At this moment, she wasn't thinking about how to get revenge on Gu Yan in the future, but rather whether she would ever see him again.
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In the starry sky, several high-ranking gods were flying on strange beasts that resembled leopards, chatting idly.
One of the purple-haired high gods looked towards a point in the starry sky. He released his divine sense and saw a bolt of azure lightning hurtling towards them. The lightning was incredibly fast; the purple-haired high god was startled. Could this speed be that of a main god-level powerhouse?
In a short while, the lightning bolt was very close, and the other gods sensed it and became alert. The lightning bolt rushed towards them and quickly appeared before them, transforming into a white-robed youth. This white-robed youth had black hair and blue eyes, and while his appearance was unremarkable, his temperament was exceptional, and his cultivation level was the same as theirs—that of a high-ranking god.
Seeing that the young man was also a high-ranking god, everyone felt slightly relieved.
Gu Yan is now a Grand Luo Golden Immortal; concealing his cultivation level and deceiving a few high-ranking gods would be easy for him. He appeared before these high-ranking gods because, after arriving in this star field, the star chart had been affected for some reason and was unusable. He wanted to find these people to gather information.
He had just asked around casually, but when he arrived in front of these high-ranking gods, he was surprised to find that there were some familiar faces among them.
That purple-haired high god, isn't he the groom he saw in the Moncroti star field more than three thousand years ago? At that time, he fell into the wedding scene, and that groom was the purple-haired high god in front of him.