Cultivation: The Heaven's Fated Useless Genius

The group exchanged awkward smiles and quickly moved past the topic of Gu Xuanyuan.

Gu Feng suddenly remembered that Fang Feixue seemed to have something important to report and hurriedly asked, "Feixue, you mentioned something serious earlier. What exactly happened?"

Fang Feixue didn't mind his intimate way of addressing her. Over the past few months, their relationship had grown increasingly ambiguous. She even found herself unconsciously caring about Gu Feng's opinions of her. Although they often bickered, it felt more like playful banter.

"I did something behind your back, so don't be mad!" Fang Feixue said uneasily.

Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions varied. Jiu Long raised an eyebrow with interest, and even Gu Xuanyuan sensed that the relationship between the two was somewhat mysterious.

Gu Feng couldn't help but laugh and waved his hand, saying, "Go on, as long as you haven't disbanded the Royal Guards, I promise I won't get angry."

Fang Feixue bit her lip and slowly began to explain.

It turned out that after they analyzed the intelligence regarding the Nine Tribulations Witch King, Fang Feixue had dispatched spies from the Royal Guards to closely track Gu Kun's movements.

To her surprise, she discovered that every few days, Gu Kun would kill a maid in his residence.

In the eyes of these Chosen ones, this wasn't considered a major issue, as they never really cared about these mortal-born maids.

However, the suspicious part was that, according to the Royal Guards' investigation, the cause of death for these maids was that their blood and energy had been completely drained!

This was indeed intriguing!

Considering the previous intelligence about the Nine Tribulations Witch King, Fang Feixue believed it was necessary to investigate further. So, she privately mobilized a team of highly skilled Royal Guards to go to the Northern Wilderness to track down the Nine Tribulations Witch King.

"And then?" Gu Feng raised an eyebrow and asked.

Fang Feixue pouted, like a child who had done something wrong, and murmured, "Out of one hundred and fifty-two people, only one returned alive, but his Dao foundation was completely destroyed."

"Where is he?"

Gu Feng calmly took a sip of the fine wine in his cup, his face showing no emotion.

"I advise you not to see..."

"Bring him up!" Gu Feng interrupted Fang Feixue with a loud command.

Fang Feixue sighed and secretly sent a message. Shortly after, two Royal Guards brought in a blood-soaked cultivator into the hall.

This cultivator was already unrecognizable. His eyes and tongue had been removed, his dantian was in ruins, and his limbs' meridians had been severed, making him look like a puppet. The most shocking thing was the bloody message carved into his chest:—

"Arrogant Eastern Region brat, dare to overestimate yourself? If you step into the Northern Wilderness again, you'll wish for death but find it elusive!"

"Bang!"

With a palm strike, Gu Xuanyuan shattered the table in front of him, standing up in a rage, "Damn it! Who is so wantonly vicious!?"

"The Nine Tribulations Witch King..." Gu Feng murmured, closing his eyes and rubbing his temples.

After a moment, Gu Feng instructed Fang Feixue to take the sole surviving Royal Guard away and ensure he received proper treatment.

He didn't blame Fang Feixue for acting on her own. Gu Feng understood her feelings; even if she hadn't taken action, he had already considered doing so himself.

He just hadn't expected the Nine Tribulations Witch King to be so powerful and brutal.

With a somber expression, Gu Feng said, "Make sure to compensate the families of the deceased brothers well. We can't let the Royal Guards' brothers lose heart."

Fang Feixue nodded and obediently stood aside. She had thought Gu Feng would blame her for this, but he didn't, leaving her with mixed feelings.

"Feng! Who is this Nine Tribulations Witch King, and how did you cross paths with him?" Gu Xuanyuan quickly asked.

Gu Feng took a sip of wine, a bitter taste lingering on his lips, and slowly recounted the events to Gu Xuanyuan.

This included Gu Kun's suspicious cultivation breakthrough and Gu Huaisheng's secret meeting with the Nine Tribulations Witch King.

Nodding, Gu Xuanyuan cursed, "No wonder, I felt something was off in the City Lord's mansion earlier. That little bastard Gu Kun's True Core was strange, full of malice and a bloody aura. So, there's so much cause and effect behind it."

After pondering for a moment, Gu Feng said, "Thirteenth Uncle, I have an unreasonable request."

Raising his wine cup, Gu Xuanyuan replied, "As long as I can do it, feel free to ask!"

Slowly rising and bowing to Gu Xuanyuan, Gu Feng said, "I want to ask Thirteenth Uncle to go to the Northern Wilderness and capture the Nine Tribulations Witch King alive!"

"Poof!"

Gu Xuanyuan spat out his wine, raising an eyebrow and exclaiming, "Brat! Did I hear you right?!"

Zuo Yuan and Bai Yu were also surprised, a solemn expression flashing across their faces.

The Eastern Region was hundreds of thousands of miles away from the Northern Wilderness, and the Nine Tribulations Witch King's recent actions showed he was a ruthless old monster.

Traveling such a long distance to his lair and capturing him alive was no small feat!

Gu Feng smiled wryly and bowed again.

"I know, Thirteenth Uncle just returned to Heroic Spirit City and should rest for a few days, but besides you, I really have no suitable person to turn to."

Gu Xuanyuan was one of the rare Body Fusion Realm experts. With him taking action, capturing the Nine Tribulations Witch King alive seemed almost certain.@@novelbin@@

After a moment of silence, Gu Xuanyuan seemed to make up his mind and jokingly scolded, "Brat, I just got home, and you're already throwing a hot potato at me."

"Oh well!"

He grabbed the wine jar beside him, took a few gulps, and smashed it with a laugh, "Since there's nothing else to do, and with Old Lu Zhen watching over the Chen Long Army, nothing major should happen. I'll go to the Northern Wilderness and meet this so-called Nine Tribulations Witch King."

"But..."

Changing his tone, Gu Xuanyuan pointed at Gu Feng with interest and said, "You have to come with me!"

"What?!"

Gu Feng nearly stumbled to the ground, quickly waving his hands, "My cultivation is too low. Following you would only be a burden. I can't, I can't!"

"Enough with the nonsense!"

Wiping the wine off his chin, Gu Xuanyuan scolded, "Precisely because your cultivation is lacking, you should join me in some real-world training!"

Facing Gu Feng's blank stare, Gu Xuanyuan continued, "Feng! Remember, in the path of cultivation, you must not build cars behind closed doors. If you want to defeat Gu Kun, you need not only to improve your skills but also to have the ambition to conquer the world! Heroic Spirit City is just a small place; the world is vast, and a true man should aim far and wide. Why not take this chance to hone yourself with me, so that your cultivation and aspirations can truly be achieved!"

Hearing this, Gu Feng was stunned on the spot, reminded of Ye Tianchen.

With a sword in hand, traveling the world, truly a spirit of grandeur!

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Reflecting on himself, Gu Feng indeed had a bit of a fondness for comfort, reluctant to leave the peaceful corner of Heroic Spirit City.

In the past, he could use his Qi Refining Realm cultivation as an excuse to numb himself and deflect others' expectations.

But now, with the seven-colored Golden Elixir achieved and the city's business ventures gradually on track, bringing in substantial daily profits, he no longer needed to personally handle everything.

Though his cultivation wasn't earth-shattering, in the entire cultivation world, among his peers, he was considered quite skilled!

If he continued to idle in the warmth of Heroic Spirit City, it would be of no benefit to Gu Feng.

Understanding this, Gu Feng nodded and cupped his hands, saying, "In that case, I will follow Third Uncle's arrangements."

"Good!"

Gu Xuanyuan clapped his hands in approval, stood up, and said, "Tonight, sort out your household affairs, and we'll set off for the Northern Wilderness tomorrow morning!"

Gu Feng clicked his tongue in surprise, "So soon?!"

"A real man acts without hesitation! Why dawdle?"

Gu Feng smiled wryly and nodded in agreement.

With a wave of his hand, Gu Xuanyuan led Zuo Yuan and Bai Yu to the door, turning back to say, "I'll go catch up with your father and come for you in the morning!"

"Everyone! Farewell!" With a cupped hand, Gu Xuanyuan decisively took off, flying away with his two followers.

Watching the three streaks of light disappear, Gu Feng let out a long breath.

Turning back to the main seat, Gu Feng adjusted his sleeves and announced, "It's decided. Tomorrow morning, I'll set off with Third Uncle for the Northern Wilderness."

"Manager Wu!" Gu Feng called out.

"At your service, young master!"

Gu Feng calmly instructed, "After I leave, the Artifact Crafting Department and Loan Treasure Pavilion will be in your hands. Handle all matters as you see fit!"

With the widespread use of Immortal Spirit Communication in Heroic Spirit City, everything was developing smoothly. Gu Feng's influence wasn't yet strong enough to extend beyond the city, but with Manager Wu, he could rest assured in consolidating the current achievements.

Looking at Jiu Long beside him, Gu Feng said, "Jiu Long, the Royal Guards are yours to command."

"You're not taking me to the Northern Wilderness?" Jiu Long asked in surprise, a rare urgency on his face.

"With you around, I'd be safe, but I'd never grow."

Shaking his head, Gu Feng continued, "Besides, with my Third Uncle there, he won't let me be in danger. You can rest easy."

Jiu Long wanted to argue but realized Gu Feng made sense.

A child learning to walk can't always be held; they must be let go, even if they stumble, rather than rely on others forever.

No one can guarantee protection for a lifetime...

Understanding this, Jiu Long nodded reluctantly.

"You've given Jiu Long the Royal Guards, what about me? Do I have to return to the Chen Long Army?" Fang Feixue quickly stood up, asking uneasily.

Gu Feng smiled silently, walked to her side, and pretended to ponder, saying slowly, "As for you... hmm... do you want to return to the Chen Long Army?"

"Of course not..." Halfway through her words, Fang Feixue realized she fell into Gu Feng's trap again and stopped abruptly.

These days, she had grown close to the people at Qiong Feng Pavilion, forming deep bonds.

She was surprised to find that Qiong Feng Pavilion, unlike other places, wasn't cold and devoid of warmth.

Though it was a Sequence residence, there was no scheming or infighting; everyone was united, even giving her a sense of warmth.

Even Gu Feng didn't seem as annoying as he initially did.

She had already developed a sense of belonging here.

Seeing Fang Feixue's embarrassed and angry red face, Gu Feng laughed silently and said, "Pack your things tonight and set off with me in the morning."

"What?! I'm going too?!"

"Of course!"

Gu Feng nodded, noncommittally saying, "You're the only one among us who's been to the Northern Wilderness. The team needs a guide!"

Fang Feixue was momentarily speechless, realizing it made sense, and reluctantly nodded in agreement.

After a while, Gu Feng suddenly remembered someone and quickly asked Manager Wu, "By the way, where's Hou Yixiao? I haven't seen him these days. Where's he been fooling around?"

Manager Wu smiled wryly and said, "A few days ago, Hou Yixiao volunteered to take on the task of monitoring the Fifth Elder's residence for the Royal Guards. He should be near the Fifth Elder's cave dwelling now."

"Hmph! That shameless fat Daoist isn't that diligent!" Fang Feixue said angrily, eager to report, "He's infatuated with the Fifth Elder's partner from the Wang Family, using public duties for personal gain, following her around under the guise of gathering information, but actually engaging in disgraceful schemes!"

Gu Feng smiled bitterly, knowing this one's nature well—greedy and lustful, without any pretense. Though his skills weren't top-notch, he had a knack for being useful at critical moments.

A soldier is trained for a thousand days to be used in a moment; this trip to the Northern Wilderness was the perfect time to bring him along, possibly yielding unexpected results.

Gu Feng raised an eyebrow and immediately instructed, "Feixue, call that lecher back and have him pack up to leave with us in the morning. Better to take him along than have him cause trouble for the city's respectable women!"