Light Fortress
Chapter 565 - 135 Gu Lushen (Request for Monthly Tickets!)_2

Chapter 565: Chapter 135 Gu Lushen (Request for Monthly Tickets!)_2

At that moment, a man was sitting on a wheelchair.

Gu Lushen was a "genius" born in the same era as Gu Changzhi, but in that era, all geniuses paled in comparison, including the Bai Family’s S-rank "Bai Shu," who was fully supported and nurtured by the entire family yet still lost to Gu Changzhi.

Gu Lushen was no exception.

It was not until he initiated the fierce internal strife of the Gu family that people in Changye started to recall his past achievements.

In that era, he was the fastest genius in the Gu family’s cultivation, next only to Gu Changzhi.

However, no one remembers the second place.

Unless... the first one is gone.

When the internal strife first erupted, many Transcendents in Snow Forbidden City thought that Gu Lushen’s actions were nothing but a fool’s errand, and that it wouldn’t be long before those Transcendents who ignited this strife would be ruthlessly crushed one by one by Gu Qilin with an iron fist... However, the outcome was unexpectedly the uprising of the "new faction" within the Gu family, which gained a significant advantage.

The "new faction lieutenants" that Gu Lushen rallied were extraordinarily unified and fearless of death.

This was a "war" that had been contemplated for a long time, and once it erupted, there was no sign that the old faction, suddenly suppressed at every turn, could almost not turn the situation around. When Gu Lushen directly targeted the core rules of the Family Head succession, seeking to depose Gu Nanfeng and establish a new Family Head... the old faction could only resort to the desperate measure of "sending away the Young Master."

Thus, the new faction turned to attack Qingzhong, but regrettably, this "miracle place" that consumed countless manpower, having the advantage of time and location, was inherently immune to such level of Transcendent assault.

The eventual "peace" couldn’t even be considered a "bitter victory."

This was merely a "compromise" from the initiators of the battle, the new faction.

...

...

Gu Shen stood on the mountain.

The Transcendents of the Gu Family New Faction stood at the foot of the mountain.

Gu Lushen sat in his wheelchair. He raised his hand to signal others not to advance further, and alone, he turned the wheel, slowly making his way to the bottom of the mountain amidst the fog.

Standing on the mountaintop.

Gu Shen could see Gu Lushen clearly.

And he had an illusion.

The man sitting at the foot of the mountain could, through a layer of thick fog, see him clearly too.

"Gu Shen."

Gu Lushen looked up, directly calling out the name of the man on the mountaintop, and asked with a smile, "This should be our first meeting, right?"

The voice wasn’t loud.

But it clearly traveled down the small mountain, reaching the fog-shrouded mountaintop.

Last year, Gu Shen’s reputation in Snow Forbidden City was significant, prompting the five major families to come forward temporarily.

Yet, a whole year had passed.

The only force that had not contacted Gu Shen, or even had any interaction with him, was the Gu Family New Faction.

"Sorry."

Gu Shen, without any pleasantries, straightforwardly responded, "Master Qianye doesn’t want to see you. Please leave."

He did not engage in much conversation with Gu Lushen.

Gu Shen and Gu Nanfeng stood on the same side, with deep ties to the old man; no matter how you looked at it, he was on the side of the old faction... For Gu Lushen, to be treated politely was already quite cultured of him.

Gu Lushen smiled.

"I did not come to Qing Tomb to see Qianye," the man shook his head and said, "I want to talk to you."

Upon hearing this, Gu Shen frowned.

"As you said... this is our first meeting."

He pondered for a brief second.

Then, in front of many Transcendents of the Gu Family New Faction at the foot of the mountain, he outright refused.

"Therefore, we have nothing to talk about."

Gu Lushen was not annoyed.

This was the answer he had expected.

He spoke gently, "It won’t take long, just five minutes."

As he spoke, a breeze, carrying a whiff of spiritual power, gently dispersed in the mist at the mountaintop.

This statement was directed just towards the Qing Tomb Inner Mausoleum.

Not only Gu Shen could hear it.

Master Qianye, far out in the wilderness, could hear it too.

"I know Divination Skill is mysterious and unparalleled, able to predict the fate of the heavens, but all the myriad causes in this world are ineffective against ’Divine Artifacts’... No matter how you calculate, you will not foresee why that ’Spark’ appeared."

With these words,

Gu Shen’s expression changed drastically.

The appearance of the "Spark" in Qingzhong, he had just learned of it himself... Had Gu Lushen already come knocking?

How did he know about it!

Sure enough... after this voice dissipated, Master Qianye’s response also came through.

"What are you trying to say?"

Sitting at the foot of the mountain, Gu Lushen, unhurriedly, stated his request, "Of course, I’d like to enter the Inner Mausoleum, but you will not agree... In that case, let Gu Shen represent you and have a talk with me."

The Tomb Guardian was silent for several seconds.

She transmitted a message asking, "Gu Shen... are you willing to come forward?"

Gu Shen was naturally willing, though he vaguely harbored some concerns.

Given the modus operandi of the new faction.

Was there a conspiracy?

"The entire Qingzhong is under control; there’s no need to worry about Gu Lushen having any tricks up his sleeve... I will invite him into the Inner Mausoleum, and you can talk at the mountaintop," the Tomb Guardian said softly. "This way, while you converse, I can also hear."

"Alright." Gu Shen pondered briefly and nodded in agreement.

A breeze carried the Tomb Guardian’s voice through the Outer Tomb.

"Gu Lushen, if you want a talk, come up the mountain alone."

The several Transcendents of the new faction, upon hearing this, all frowned; they wanted to step forward to help.

But Gu Lushen waved his hand.

He turned the wheel and slowly moved towards the mountain summit.

The breeze swept across his face.

His speed was not fast.

But it was exceptionally steady; over the years... the wheelchair seemed to have become a part of his body.