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Two years of hardship and struggle. I don't deny it. A common scholar, after two years, has now become a cultivator who has stepped onto the Immortal Path. Keke never dared to imagine such a thing two years ago, yet here he is, having fulfilled his wish.
Secretly escorting the Light Canon, isn't this just fighting for an opportunity to step onto the Immortal Path? Isn't this about fulfilling that insignificant wish in his heart? Gu Ping often told himself this. He knew that the current him was no longer the ordinary person who could dodge anything two years ago; he would now wield power.
Although Gu Ping still hadn't mastered great strength, after nearly half a year of enduring death's pressure, he had developed the mindset of a strong person—a heart truly belonging to a warrior.
He chose Mok Ming Academy for two reasons: first, it was a place he had always yearned for as a scholar; second, Liu Lao Jiu was a disciple of the Outer Court. Gu Ping had not forgotten the middle-aged man who had accompanied him from the very beginning.
His attire, I don't deny it, should be changed. That fur outfit he wore while hunting beasts in the Flowing Cloud Realm was now quite out of place in such a scholarly environment; his hunter's clothing stood out too much.
Hey, that hunter over there—are you talking about me? He stretched his legs casually.
Gu Ping turned around to see a woman dressed in men's clothing standing beside him, pointing at him and shushing him. He scratched his head and looked around to confirm she was indeed shushing him.
Was I the one who just galloped over people? Gu Ping's words exposed her shortcomings, causing her expression to darken. But there was nothing he could do; that was the only impression she left on him.
Just then, she explained that she had received orders from the Grand Minister of Justice to rush to the palace and deliver urgent news.
Oh? What news could be so urgent? It's quite unbecoming for a woman to gallop through Ying City’s streets like that. The Grand Minister of Justice is just another official.
Gu Ping had just mocked her when she interrupted him sharply.
Don't speak ill of my father.
"Is he some kind of official's son? No wonder he's so arrogant," she thought, shaking her head. "He said I had some urgent news to share. Tsk tsk."
"Nonsense," she muttered under her breath. "That time, could it be that someone from the Ninth Underworld came for the College Entrance Examination?"
Realizing she had spoken too freely, the woman quickly closed her mouth. How could she have let slip such information so easily to a young man dressed like a hunter? She felt regretful, thinking how naive she was, allowing even a mere hunter to extract her words so casually.
"People from the Ninth Underworld?" Gu Ping asked, puzzled. He remembered two years ago when they first faced the overwhelming number of Foundation Practitioners; it was thanks to the cultivators from the Ninth Underworld that they managed to hold their ground. The dark and obscure aura was something anyone who had encountered it could recognize.
"You know about the Ninth Underworld?" The woman looked at Gu Ping in surprise. To ordinary citizens, the Ninth Underworld existed only in myths and legends. It was astonishing that a mere hunter would be aware of such secrets.
"I don't deny it." He replied coolly, "What about seeking an audience with the saint? Hurry up then."
Gu Ping didn’t answer her question and turned towards a nearby shop. The woman followed him and noticed that it was a pawn shop. Perhaps he didn’t have any money to spend and wanted to pawn something for cash, she thought.
"Hey!" She called out, chasing after him and tapping his shoulder.
Gu Ping turned around to see her. He seemed uninterested, as if she were just another spoiled rich girl who didn’t know how to keep her distance. To his surprise, she introduced herself directly.
"I'm Zhang Chenyu. If you need any help, feel free to find me. In Ying City, there’s nothing I can’t handle. I live at Jingzhao Mansion; you can come find me anytime."
With that, Zhang Chenyu waved goodbye and walked away with a cheerful demeanor.
It was inexplicable. Gu Ping shook his head and entered the pawnshop.
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