Before Gu Qingfeng could understand what was happening, he found himself already on the ground. Looking down, he saw a slender, jade-like hand holding him. Turning around, what met his eyes was a face of enchanting, bewitching beauty. Gu Qingfeng was speechless for a moment, then couldn't help but tease, "My luck really isn't bad. A random jump and I run into the legendary 'beauty saves the hero' scenario."
"Hehe."
The enchanting woman gave a light laugh, truly a sight that could inspire a hundred charms. After releasing Gu Qingfeng, she said, "I know I'm a beauty. As for whether you're a hero... that I don't know."
"Of course I count as a hero," Gu Qingfeng said with a smile, gazing at the woman opposite him.
An enchanting face, eyes like silken threads, a robe of colorful, smooth silk that accentuated her perfect, graceful figure—she really did have a certain charm. Calling such a woman a 'rare beauty' was not an exaggeration at all.
While Gu Qingfeng was observing the woman, she was also looking at him. But the more she looked, the deeper her willow-leaf eyebrows furrowed. She said, "Originally, I didn't believe you were a hero. But now, looking carefully, I find you really are a hero. You're not an Immortal, not even a cultivator. You have no cultivation or destiny about you at all."
The woman glanced at the spirit monkey, frightened and clinging to Gu Qingfeng's shoulder. "At first, I thought you fell trying to save this monkey. But looking at you now, so relaxed, it doesn't seem like an accidental fall. More like you jumped down on purpose. Aren't you afraid of falling to your death?"
"What kind of talk is that? If I feared death, how could I dare call myself a hero?" Gu Qingfeng laughed. "Have you ever seen a hero who's afraid of dying?"
"Ha!"
The woman was taken aback, then let out a scoffing laugh. Staring at Gu Qingfeng, she said meaningfully, "You really are an interesting oddball, little brother. Can you tell me your name?"
Gu Qingfeng shrugged. "My name is Hero."
"Hehe, interesting. I have some matters to attend to. Hero, little brother, do you live on that floating island?"
"That's right."
"Good. We'll meet again."
The woman waved her hand, and her figure vanished without a trace in an instant.
Gu Qingfeng didn't pay much mind to this sudden 'beauty saves the hero' episode and continued his leisurely stroll.
The Fengyue Small World was crowded with people, bustling everywhere.
The streets sold all sorts of things, mostly various cultivation resources, enough to dazzle the eyes.
To be honest, although Gu Qingfeng had once ascended to the peerless throne of Immortals and Demons and wielded the Nine Nethers Emperor's Seal, had been to the heavens and entered the earth, he truly didn't recognize most cultivation resources. After wandering a few streets, good heavens—they were all selling various kinds of crystals. The variety was immense; you could say they had everything, too many to count.
Continuing on, he found not just a few streets but the entire city was dedicated to buying and selling crystals.
Upon inquiry, he learned that the Fengyue Small World had many such trading cities, each specializing in different resources.
Some traded crystals.
Some traded Immortal pills.
Some traded magical treasures.
He heard the Fengyue Small World had over a thousand cities.
Gu Qingfeng had little interest in these resources; he just wanted to get some good wine to drink. But then he thought, apart from the few dozen Immortal Stones he'd pocketed from Qianniao, he didn't seem to have anything else of value.
Pondering where to get some Immortal Stones to spend?
Refine some magical treasures?
Gu Qingfeng considered this method might be feasible.
Although he had no cultivation, no destiny, not a trace of spiritual power, and couldn't cultivate...
With his abilities, if he was willing, he could raise his hand and transform the spiritual energy of this Fengyue Small World into spiritual power for his own use, as much as he wanted. Not only that, if willing, he could even borrow the power of nature, even the power of this Small World's laws.
But the problem now was...
Gu Qingfeng's essence, energy, and spirit were very weak. He didn't want to go through such trouble; it was too tiring.
The key issue was, even refining magical treasures required resources. The few dozen Immortal Stones in his hand weren't enough to fill the gaps between his teeth.
How could he get some Immortal Stones while drinking wine and listening to tunes?
Gu Qingfeng pondered this as he wandered.
By chance, he overheard someone discussing gambling cities.
Gu Qingfeng's face immediately lit up with a smile. He patted his head, cursing himself inwardly—had he slept so long his brain turned muddled? How could he forget such an entertaining pastime as gambling? Enter a casino, and wasn't that drinking wine, listening to tunes, and earning Immortal Stones all at once?
Good.
Excellent.
Thinking carefully, it had been a very, very long time since he'd properly played a few rounds.
He was a vulgar man at heart.
Always had been.
And vulgar men...
Beauties, fine wine, gambling—none could be lacking.
Just thinking about gambling made his hands itch a little.
Upon learning the Fengyue Small World had a gambling city, Gu Qingfeng didn't say another word and headed straight for it.
Not caring about weakness or not, he directly took to the air, flying towards that sacred Gambling City.
Speaking of which, the Fengyue Small World was truly vast.
Gu Qingfeng flew for quite a few circles but didn't spot any Gambling City.
He considered unleashing his divine sense to sweep the area, but after some thought, decided against it. Flying for so long had already left him somewhat fatigued; he really couldn't be bothered to exert more effort. Landing on the ground, he took two sips of wine and casually asked someone.
"Fellow Daoist, do you know where the Gambling City is?"
This was a fellow who looked tall, big, and quite sturdy. The guy had a long, donkey-like face. He glanced at the seemingly frail Gu Qingfeng and said, "Kid, you're going to the Gambling City too?"
"That's right. You heading there too?"
"What a stupid question! This lord lost everything down to his underpants at the Gambling City a few days ago. Today, I've got to go win some back."
"Can't argue with that logic!" Gu Qingfeng nodded in approval. "Let's go together then."
"Let's go! This lord never said he wouldn't take you."
This tall, sturdy fellow was clearly a straightforward character. Gu Qingfeng asked, "May I ask how you are addressed, Fellow Daoist?"
"Just call me Horse King."
"Horse King?" Gu Qingfeng was surprised. "Fellow Daoist, that name sounds exceptionally domineering."
"Right? Hahaha! This lord thinks it's pretty domineering too. Kid, you seem like an honest sort, so I'll tell you: actually, Horse King is my nickname. But everyone calls me that, so I've gotten used to it. I just use it as my Daoist title."
"You know, at first glance, you really do look like the legendary Horse King."
"Right? Hahaha!"
Horse King stroked his donkey-like face with considerable pride. "Everyone says that. One of these days, when this lord makes a name for himself in the Great Desolate, I'll open a third eye right on my forehead. Let those little turtle-grandsons who look down on me see how many eyes Horse King really has!"
"Impressive!" Gu Qingfeng couldn't help but give the guy a thumbs-up. Then, feeling it wasn't quite right, he corrected himself. "No, not 'impressive'—more like 'full of horse spirit'!"