Gu Qingfeng cursed as he exited the room.
On his way back, he kept muttering to himself, "Once I become a prince, the first thing I'll do is make your life miserable!"
After grumbling for a while, Gu Qingfeng suddenly stopped in his tracks.
"Huh? How did I end up at the Demon Suppression Prison? Wasn't I heading back to my place?" Gu Qingfeng was baffled as he stared at the Demon Suppression Prison before him.
He had been on a long journey and had planned to rest in his cozy little home, but somehow, without realizing it, he had wandered to the Demon Suppression Prison.
Well, since he was already here, he might as well take a look inside.
With that, Gu Qingfeng headed to the cell of the little corpse demon.
The moment the little corpse demon saw Gu Qingfeng, she transformed without a word, turning into a seductive woman with black stockings, high heels, fiery red lips, and wavy hair.
Ever since she had met Gu Qingfeng, both her transformation speed and skill had improved significantly.
"Master, you're here~" the woman said with a sultry look in her eyes.
Gu Qingfeng's eyes lit up. This was so much better than paper dolls!
"Yeah, I'm here. It seems like you've gained a bit of weight since I last saw you."
The corpse demon pouted. "Oh, stop it, Master. If you don't like it, I can transform into a slimmer version."
"No rush. I've been feeling a bit homesick lately, and I've almost forgotten what people from my hometown look like. You can help me remember."
"What do people from your hometown look like, Master?"
"Let me show you some pictures, and you'll understand."
Gu Qingfeng then used his spiritual power to conjure images of various female celebrities, both local and foreign, and transmitted them to the little corpse demon.
After seeing the images, the little corpse demon was stunned. "Master, you've given me over a hundred different looks. Which one should I transform into?"
"Which one? Transform into all of them, of course! I’ve got plenty of time today. You’ll transform into each one, one after the other, and dance for me."
"Okay, okay," the little corpse demon agreed, nodding. She then transformed into a tall, fair-skinned woman with a high nose bridge and an exotic charm.
Seeing the female celebrities he had only ever seen on TV appear before him in real life made Gu Qingfeng's eyes widen in amazement.
For a moment, Gu Qingfeng felt as though he had returned to the modern world, and his homesickness was instantly alleviated.
"That's it! It's exactly the same! Don’t just stand there—start dancing!"
......
The next day.
Gu Qingfeng rubbed his tired eyes and stretched as he walked out of the Demon Suppression Prison.
"Not blinking for so long, even my Black Dragon Immortal Body couldn't handle it. Ah, it's all because the show was too good—I didn’t want to miss a single moment," Gu Qingfeng said, yawning.
"After a whole night, I only got to see a dozen transformations before the little corpse demon couldn't keep up. She’s still too weak. I’ll have to find a way to improve her strength in the future."
Gu Qingfeng muttered to himself as he returned to his residence and immediately fell asleep.
As everyone knows, when a person's mind is in a state of prolonged excitement, it can be extremely draining, much like the fatigue that follows a burst of passion.
When Gu Qingfeng woke up again, the moon was already hanging high in the sky. As per his usual routine, it was time to visit the brothel.
He called up his two sidekicks, Wang Fatty and Xu Daizi, whom he hadn’t seen in days, and headed straight to the Heavenly Fragrance Tower.
......
The next day.
Gu Qingfeng woke up at dusk.
At that moment, he felt completely rejuvenated, as if all the fatigue from his journey had been washed away. His body was in peak condition, and his Dao heart felt even more resolute.
Why was his Dao heart more resolute, you ask?
Have you not seen how all the great cultivators honed their Dao hearts amidst the chaos of the mortal world?
Without experiencing the temptations of the world, how could one see through its illusions?
Without immersing oneself in the world, how could one transcend it?
To ascend to divinity, one must first walk among mortals.
As the old saying goes: Only after witnessing the darkest night can the flame in one's heart burn brighter and steadier, unshaken by doubt.
Gu Qingfeng understood this principle deeply, and by putting it into practice, he had gained much.
"Now that my mind is clear and my thoughts are pure, it’s the perfect time to cultivate!"
Without hesitation, Gu Qingfeng began his cultivation.
Under the guidance of his powerful spiritual power, the Dragon God Technique surged into motion, drawing in the surrounding spiritual energy from the heavens and earth, which poured into Gu Qingfeng's body.
After cultivating for a while, Gu Qingfeng was astonished to find that his cultivation speed had increased several times over!
His spiritual power, now imbued with a hint of divine intent, seemed to materialize into a tangible hand, greedily seizing the surrounding spiritual energy.
This was a sensation he had never experienced before.
In the past, even with spiritual power comparable to that of a grandmaster, Gu Qingfeng had only been able to guide the spiritual energy, not physically interact with it.
But now, his spiritual power felt almost solid, grabbing and shoving the spiritual energy into his body.
His cultivation speed was like a rocket, and the spiritual energy within him rapidly accumulated, propelling him toward the Qi Gathering Eighth Level!
A night passed.
When the morning sunlight fell on Gu Qingfeng's face, he stopped cultivating, and a powerful aura erupted from his body—he had reached the Qi Gathering Eighth Level!
In just one night, he had broken through to the Qi Gathering Eighth Level. It was worth noting that he had only just reached the Qi Gathering Seventh Level a few days ago.
Such a speed of cultivation was truly astonishing.
The most crucial point was that Gu Qingfeng hadn’t relied on any pills this time.
Breaking through to the Qi Gathering Eighth Level solely through his own talent and willpower, even the usually composed Gu Qingfeng couldn’t help but feel a hint of joy.
"Indeed, to do good work, one must first sharpen their tools. Refining my Dao heart was the right move. I’ll have to visit the Heavenly Fragrance Tower more often."
However, after the initial excitement, a sense of concern crept in.
Was this too fast?
As everyone knows, cultivating too quickly can lead to an unstable foundation. A foundation is like the base of a building—if it’s not solid, the building can’t rise high. The same goes for martial cultivation. Once you reach a certain level, you might hit a wall and be unable to progress further.
All things considered, it had only been two months since he had crossed over into this world. In just two months, his cultivation had risen from the Qi Gathering Third Level to the Qi Gathering Eighth Level. Such a speed was unheard of, even among the prodigies of the great families.
As Gu Qingfeng pondered this, a knock suddenly came at the door.
"Gu Qingfeng, it’s time to go."
The cold voice of Li Qianren came from outside the door.
"Coming," Gu Qingfeng replied and stepped out.
Once outside, Gu Qingfeng’s gaze didn’t linger on Li Qianren but instead shifted to the small figure standing behind him.
Upon seeing the small figure, Gu Qingfeng was immediately disappointed.
What a letdown! Why wasn’t it the fox spirit from last time?
Beside Li Qianren stood an expressionless, apathetic-looking girl, about four feet tall, thin, and seemingly malnourished, with prematurely white hair—not a single black strand could be found on her small head.
Her only redeeming feature was her delicate and striking appearance, but her face was completely devoid of expression, making her far from cute.
Gu Qingfeng, unwilling to give up, used his spiritual power to scan the white-haired loli, hoping she might be the fox spirit in disguise. However, the results of his scan left him even more disappointed—the white-haired loli was human, not a demon.
Thus, Gu Qingfeng’s disappointment deepened, and he shot a resentful look at Li Qianren, as if to say, "You’ve hidden the fox spirit for yourself and left me with this bland loli? A refined boy like me, who uses face wash every day, can’t possibly make do with plain soap—especially not the worn-out kind."