Over four hundred years ago?
A brat?
Driven into a corner?
Nearly lost half his life?
Suddenly!
A figure surfaced in the Peach Blossom Old Daoist's mind. His expression changed drastically in an instant as he stared at Gu Qingfeng sitting in the pavilion drinking wine, as if seeing something utterly unbelievable. He exclaimed in shock, "You're saying you're Gu...
No!
Impossible!
Absolutely impossible!"
"What's so impossible about it?"
Gu Qingfeng was in no hurry, leisurely sipping the Peach Blossom Wine.
"That kid Gu Tianlang was reduced to ashes by the judgment of the Immortal Dao over three hundred years ago. I saw it with my own eyes back then."
Gu Qingfeng responded with a smile, "What you see with your own eyes isn't necessarily true."
"Even if that kid Gu Tianlang reincarnated, you don't have any turbid aura on you, nor are you a reincarnated person. How could you possibly be Gu Tianlang!"
"Who told you that being reduced to ashes must lead to reincarnation?"
Who said?
Did anyone need to say it?
This was common knowledge, a law of life. All living beings could not defy it, nor could they escape the cycle of life, death, and reincarnation.
Wait.
The Peach Blossom Old Daoist felt something was off again. The laws of life were unbreakable for others, but that didn't mean that kid Gu Tianlang couldn't break them. That kid had cultivated in this world for barely two hundred years, yet his achievements—which of them had followed the laws?
None!
Not a single one. He had experienced nine lives and nine deaths, then ascended to the unparalleled throne of Immortal and Demon. That kid himself was an inconceivable existence.
After being reduced to ashes, others might truly be dead.
Some might be able to reincarnate.
But for that kid Gu Tianlang, he might truly not die, and he might truly not need to reincarnate.
Yet this didn't make sense either. Even if he didn't die and didn't reincarnate, this kid would still have an Immortal-Demon body and a throne of honor. How could he possibly be cultivating again from the Golden Core stage? This completely defied the Great Dao...
"Nothing in this world is absolute. If I recall correctly, you were the one who told me that back in the day."
"You..." The Peach Blossom Old Daoist pointed at Gu Qingfeng, his mind in turmoil, his thoughts chaotic. His gaze held both suspicion and uncertainty. After a moment of contemplation, he asked again, "If you really are that kid Gu Tianlang, answer a few questions for me."
"Sure!"
"Where did I first see you?"
"Right here in the Peach Blossom Secret Realm."
"Under what circumstances?"
"When I was driven into a corner and went into seclusion. I had just cultivated eighty-one Golden Cores not long before, and the situation was very unstable, with the danger of my body exploding. It was you, old man, who saved my life. But afterwards, you, old man, messed with me quite a bit to figure out my eighty-one Golden Cores...
Of course, you also gave me a lot of guidance. What I remember most is you teaching me a cultivation technique."
"What technique?"
"If I remember correctly, it should be the Supreme Profound Art."
"You..." The Peach Blossom Old Daoist held his breath, just staring fixedly at Gu Qingfeng. The suspicion in his eyes lessened, replaced by more certainty.
"And I also remember, when I was leaving, you, old man, gave me a Peach Blossom Talisman. That talisman later saved my life once. Also, you once borrowed a drop of my blood. When I asked you what it was for, you said you wanted to confirm something. Am I right?"
If the mention of the Supreme Profound Art had made the Peach Blossom Old Daoist hold his breath, then when Gu Qingfeng spoke of the Peach Blossom Talisman and the drop of blood, all suspicion vanished from the old Daoist's eyes in that instant.
Even though he couldn't believe it, and couldn't accept it.
He knew that this mysterious, bizarre, and unknown young man before him must be that kid Gu Tianlang.
Absolutely!
Otherwise, he couldn't possibly know about the Peach Blossom Talisman, let alone the matter of that drop of blood.
"You...
You..." Perhaps the truth was too shocking, making it hard for the Peach Blossom Old Daoist to believe. Pointing at Gu Qingfeng, he wanted to say something but couldn't get the words out. After stammering "you, you, you" for a while, he finally blurted out, "You really are that kid Gu Tianlang!"
"What else?"
"Heavens above!"
The Peach Blossom Old Daoist plopped down on the ground, staring blankly at Gu Qingfeng, muttering, "You kid...
really didn't die...
really are still alive!"
"You're not dead yet, why should I be in a hurry?"
After confirming it repeatedly, the Peach Blossom Old Daoist finally believed the extremely terrifying fact that Gu Qingfeng was Gu Tianlang. This filled the old Daoist with immense excitement and agitation. He pestered Gu Qingfeng with endless questions, asking about the events of being judged by the Immortal Dao back then. Gu Qingfeng didn't say much, only stating that he hadn't died, had gone for a stroll in the Great Desolate Heavenly Realm, and after the ancient calamity, had luckily survived. He was feeling a bit homesick, so he came back to take a look.
The two drank and chatted, talking for a full day and night. Their conversation covered all sorts of topics, everything under the sun.
The Peach Blossom Old Daoist was very curious about Gu Qingfeng's situation, especially his seemingly indestructible physical body and that utterly evil Golden Core. But no matter how he asked, Gu Qingfeng just said he didn't know either.
"You're still as slippery as you were back in the day. Ask you anything and you claim to know nothing. Hah, what's so great about it? Think I care?"
The Peach Blossom Old Daoist was no fool. He didn't believe Gu Qingfeng had just gone for a simple stroll in the Heavenly Realm. Although he hadn't known Gu Qingfeng for long, he knew this kid was definitely not one to sit idle. Who knew what unspeakable deeds he had done in the Heavenly Realm?
And what was this about luckily surviving the ancient calamity?
Utter nonsense.
When this kid was in this world, he had defied the heavens, defied the Immortal Dao, defied the Demonic Dao, defied the Great Dao of Immortals and Demons, and even defied the Heavenly Dao itself.
With such sins against the Great Dao, could he have luckily survived the calamity?
You should know, when the ancient calamity occurred, it was said to purify the heavens and earth, judging all sins in the world.
Luck?
There was absolutely no luck before a calamity that could destroy heaven and earth.
Even the Nine Heavens and Three Thousand Great Daos of the Heavenly Realm collapsed, so how could you have luckily survived?
Others have all reincarnated, so why haven't you?
He had countless doubts and curiosities about Gu Qingfeng in his heart, but since Gu Qingfeng wouldn't elaborate, there was nothing he could do.
In the past, he could have used force to compel him, but after the fight just now, even if you gave the Peach Blossom Old Daoist three times the courage, he wouldn't dare to fight Gu Qingfeng again.
"Old Daoist...
Some things aren't convenient for me to say. Saying too much won't do any good for either of us."
"Pure nonsense. What does your messy business have to do with me?"
"Heh, what does it have to do with you?"
Gu Qingfeng chuckled, raised his wine cup, and drained it in one gulp. He said, "Old Daoist, some things I didn't understand before doesn't mean I don't understand them now. Do you really think I have nothing better to do, coming all this way just to chat nonsense with you?"