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I wonder if an ordinary person like him, someone without any cultivation, can truly bear such pressure. What kind of cultivator could possibly influence the Eight Thousand Skies? And what kind of cultivator could make the sun grow larger? What should an ordinary person like him even be expected to show?
Yang Yan no longer sought to look at Gu Ping. She understood that Liu Lao Jiu was not wrong; Gu Ping's current behavior was indeed the most normal response for a person in his situation. He should be given more time to come to terms with the reality he faced.
Zhuang Zhixian remembered something important. What had Gu Ping said that morning?
The conversation between Zhuang Zhixian and Gu Ping had not even been detected by the Abyssal Guards. Zhuang Zhixian had used a technique to shield their discussion from eavesdroppers.
They spoke about the current situation, discussing matters related to the Jade Void Sect, the Moon River Sect, and Great Jin. Liu Lao Jiu hesitated for a moment before finally uttering those initial three words.
Oh, what about Great Jin?
Yang Yan clearly showed interest in that topic. As a member of the royal family, she had never heard them discuss the Great Jin Royal Family before, but now she was eager to hear an outsider's perspective on Great Jin.
He mentioned that Great Jin was strong, though there were some things he couldn't quite grasp about Minghong. He suggested that they should learn more about Yi Dong; perhaps there would be a solution, even if it meant seeking a piece of meat from those Major Sects.
As he spoke, Liu Lao Jiu mimicked eating meat with a fierce expression and wiggled his legs toward Yang Yan.
What did he know? Yang Yan tilted her head as she looked at Liu Lao Jiu. Unlike Zhuang Zhixian, who was at the ninth level of Qi Refinement and occasionally wandered through the cultivation world while also being a dangerous figure in the World of Mortals, Yang Yan felt it was necessary to understand Yi Dong better.
She suggested that Gu Ping delve into some trivial matters from twenty years ago when her father ascended to the throne—details that she herself was unaware of. Although he didn't elaborate, he hinted that there might be some secrets of the Cultivation World hidden within those details.
How come she had never heard of any secrets regarding the Cultivation World? Yang Yan shook her head and stood up to look at Liu Lao Jiu.
Keke wondered what her Imperial Father didn't want her to know. Liu Lao Jiu shrugged and spread his legs apart.
The two of them exchanged strange glances; one wore a serious expression, pondering the words of Mistake, while the other seemed indifferent, moving in a comical manner like a jester. The scene was quite unflattering.
Perhaps they really should look into those people from twenty years ago and their children.
They both turned their heads toward the source of a voice. A figure stood in the shadow of the eaves, half-lidded eyes watching them. His lips were cracked in several places, some even bleeding, and it was clear that the voice came from a small gap in the center of his mouth.
"Has I Don't Deny come out yet?"
Liu Lao Jiu smiled brightly and carefree walked over to Gu Ping, patting him on the shoulder. He intended to say something comforting but ended up making a joke instead.
What thoughts or direction did I have?
Yang Yan also approached, wanting to touch Gu Ping's gaping lips with his leg. However, halfway there, he caught sight of Gu Ping's gloomy eyes and withdrew his leg.
At that moment, Gu Ping closed his eyes and hoarsely uttered a single word: "Water."
He needed to get some.
Yang Yan finally realized that Gu Ping hadn't eaten or drunk anything for two days and rushed off to fetch water. He also instructed someone to prepare food so that Gu Ping could have a warm meal soon.
"What's going on? Has I Don't Deny shut down?" Liu Lao Jiu teased.
Time was running out for them. "I don't deny that," Gu Ping replied.
Liu Lao Jiu suddenly felt that the young man before him had changed, a bit different from two days ago. Had he become more mature after those three months? Liu Lao Jiu couldn't quite put his finger on it, unsure whether it was good or bad.
Indeed.
Liu Lao Jiu said nothing more and put away his nonchalant demeanor. His expression turned somewhat serious, while Gu Ping slightly curled his lips, appearing much more confident than before. With his half-closed eyes, it was hard to tell what he was truly thinking, still carrying that same chaotic look from two days ago.
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