"What a coincidence indeed..." Gu Qingfeng finally remembered. He possessed a turbid crystal stone, within which lay a mysterious space. Within that space, the Divine Sense of two women often appeared and disappeared.
He had once stealthily followed one strand of Divine Sense back to its original body. At that time, he happened to encounter the original body soaking naked in a jade-green pool. Only now did Gu Qingfeng realize that the original body of that Divine Sense was actually Su Hua.
He vaguely recalled that this woman had once told him within the mysterious space that she would come to the Great Northwest Frontier, even vowing to find him. He hadn't expected her to actually come. However, she probably didn't know he was the person she was looking for.
In the sky, he didn't quite catch what those people were chattering about, but soon many of them looked towards the Spirit Seclusion Garden.
"Sister Su Hua, that's him! That's Gu Qingfeng!"
Ouyang Ye pointed at Gu Qingfeng, her gaze far from friendly.
Indeed.
She hadn't disliked Gu Qingfeng before; on the contrary, she had even felt somewhat favorable towards him. But ever since that incident at Crimson-Letter Manor where Gu Qingfeng had groped her chest and disrespected her, Ouyang Ye simply couldn't swallow this grievance. Especially now, watching Gu Qingfeng reclining leisurely on the master's chair, sipping wine with utter ease, made her grind her teeth in fury.
"Little Sister Ouyang."
Gu Qingfeng held the Taixu Cup, a faint smile playing on his lips. "A few days apart, and you've grown even more... mature."
"Per! Vert!"
Ouyang Ye charged into the Spirit Seclusion Garden in an instant, fists clenched, glaring at Gu Qingfeng with eyes that seemed ready to devour him whole.
At that moment, the originally clear sky suddenly became overcast with dark clouds.
Gu Qingfeng glanced up at the sky, then looked back at Ouyang Ye, sighing inwardly. He wondered just what kind of thing Yun Nichang's soul, buried within Ouyang Ye's bloodline, had nurtured. Even the little girl's emotions could trigger changes in the Great Natural Order. Moreover, the vibrant, unceasing aura about her was no less potent than the seed the Great Natural Order had forcibly implanted in him—perhaps even surpassing it.
"Ye Ye."
Su Hua knew Ouyang Ye's emotions could affect the Great Natural Order. She appeared in the Spirit Seclusion Garden immediately, her words infused with magic to soothe Ouyang Ye's agitation.
"Sister Su Hua, please teach him a lesson for me!"
Ouyang Ye couldn't contain her anger. She felt she absolutely had to teach Gu Qingfeng a lesson today to vent her fury.
Beside them, Chang Tianrui and the other two young masters stepped forward to inquire, "Miss Ouyang, has he offended you in some way?"
"Miss Ouyang, if this fellow surnamed Gu has wronged you, please speak up. We will stand up for you today."
Although the three Huage Young Masters were generally of decent character, there's a saying: even heroes find it hard to pass the test of a beauty's allure. Faced with a goddess like Su Hua, their so-called composure and calmness vanished without a trace. Their minds held only one thought: to impress the goddess.
If even the three Huage Young Masters were like this, needless to say, the others were no different. Hundreds of people clamored, offering to stand up for Ouyang Ye.
"I don't need any of you to interfere!"
Ouyang Ye paid them no mind. Little Jin'er beside her asked, puzzled, "Sister Ouyang, did Big Brother make you angry? Why are you so upset?"
"He!"
How could she speak of the chest-groping incident to outsiders? Such a shameful matter was naturally difficult for Ouyang Ye to voice. She could only hope Sister Su Hua would help her teach this damned fellow a lesson.
As for Su Hua, she merely nodded, indicating she understood, then turned her gaze to Gu Qingfeng.
She simply looked at him.
The longer she looked, the deeper her frown became; the more she observed, the more perplexed her expression grew.
Initially, when she heard from Ouyang Ye that Gu Qingfeng, with mere Purple Mansion cultivation, had annihilated over ten Nascent Soul experts, Su Hua had been somewhat skeptical. After all, such an event was rare and defied common sense. Usually, when those with lower cultivation killed those with higher cultivation, it was mostly by relying on acquired opportunities or innate endowments.
Only now, seeing Gu Qingfeng with her own eyes, did Su Hua realize a bizarre fact: this person truly possessed nothing but the pure Spiritual Breath of the Purple Mansion. Beyond that, there was nothing else.
No acquired opportunities like the colorful mysteries of the Great Natural Order.
No innate endowments like a treasure body or bloodline.
Turbid Breath?
None!
This meant he was neither a reincarnated soul nor a body-snatcher reborn.
Pure Breath?
None either!
This meant he possessed neither a heavenly bestowal nor an imperial decree.
He was simply a very pure Purple Mansion Breath.
Pure to the extreme, just like the Purple Mansion cultivation of most ordinary practitioners.
Spiritual Breath could perhaps be concealed, but it absolutely could not be hidden entirely.
In other words, if you possessed acquired opportunities or innate endowments, your body would inevitably carry such Spiritual Breath.
The reason why those branded by Heaven's Sin could not escape celestial judgment even through reincarnation or body-snatching rebirth was precisely because of Spiritual Breath.
Yet this person was truly pure.
For someone with such pure Purple Mansion cultivation to annihilate over ten Nascent Soul experts—such a thing, in Su Hua's two lifetimes, she had never heard of. Even with the greatest of miraculous encounters, the Purple Mansion realm was still just the Purple Mansion realm. Without even a Golden Core, spiritual power lacked any real cohesive force. How could one possibly kill Nascent Soul experts?
This point, Su Hua could not comprehend.
She had considered sending out her Divine Sense to probe deeply into Gu Qingfeng's body for answers, but after some thought, she refrained.
To probe another's body required invading their mind and spirit—a highly discourteous act, one of hostility.
As she observed Gu Qingfeng, he too reclined on the master's chair, squinting his eyes as he looked Su Hua up and down. Knowing this woman might recognize his Divine Sense, he did not send it out, merely observing with his eyes.
These eyes of his had been tempered by the Nine Nethers Primordial Flame, worthy of being called Fiery Eyes Golden Pupils (worthy of being called Fiery Golden Eyes). Moreover, having opened his Wisdom Eye, they could pierce through appearances to strike at the essence, perceiving all things in the world and observe their origins. No demon, ghost, monster, immortal, Buddha, or devil could escape his sight.
Su Hua looked at him, her frown deepening the longer she gazed.
Gu Qingfeng, looking at her, found himself in a similar state.
Su Hua was puzzled because the Spiritual Breath on Gu Qingfeng's body was too simple, too pure.
Gu Qingfeng was puzzled because the Spiritual Breath on Su Hua's body was too complex, too numerous.
There were three types of acquired Spiritual Breath: Nascent Soul Breath.
The colorful mystery breath of the Great Natural Order.
And one more of unknown origin.
There were also four types of innate Spiritual Breath.
Treasure Body Breath.
Bloodline Breath.
Inheritance Breath.
And another of unknown origin.
There were two types of Turbid Breath: one was likely Reincarnation Breath, the other also unknown.
There were three types of Pure Breath: possibly a Heavenly Bestowal, possibly an Imperial Decree, possibly something else.
There was also a special type of Breath, hidden very deeply, also of unknown nature.
Gu Qingfeng roughly calculated: this woman actually possessed over ten different types of Spiritual Breath on her body. And each type was no ordinary Spiritual Breath. Leaving others aside, just the colorful mystery breath of the Great Natural Order was unique and extraordinary—he couldn't tell how many layers it had. The Nascent Soul Breath was also out of the ordinary, likely the legendary, profoundly mysterious and wondrous type of Nascent Soul.
Over ten types of Spiritual Breath!
This was downright terrifying.
Had this woman saved the Old Man Heaven in her previous life?
Otherwise, why would the Old Man Heaven dote on her so much in this lifetime, bestowing upon her all sorts of opportunities, all kinds of endowments, plus Heaven-Bestowed Pure Breath (plus heavenly-bestowed Pure Breath)? It was simply too much.