Today was also an ordinary, unremarkable day.
At Blood Night City on the border of the Demon Realm, tall red maple trees were densely distributed throughout the city. Green tiles, red leaves, and wind chimes ringing—undoubtedly adding a touch of elegance to Blood Night City.
If one could ignore the occasional poisonous insects crawling on the red maple branches, it wouldn't be a bad place to live. After all, the Demon Realm has always been like this—beautiful scenery coexisting with danger.
Changyou Street was as bustling as ever, crowded with people, and occasionally a nine-headed snake demon might suddenly crawl into the street, rudely blocking passersby to court them.
Gu Changhuai remained emotionally calm, and without hesitation stepped on one of the nine-headed snake demon's heads in the face of this unexpected situation, completely unaffected.
Regardless of whether the nine-headed snake demon was wailing in pain, he walked over it without a sideways glance, his tone leisurely: "You're scaring the pretty young ladies nearby like this, how rude. Now scram, won't you?"
The young ladies of the Demon Realm were bold, but they also disliked disgusting things. Unfortunately, the nine-headed snake demon's act of blocking the street to court was particularly disgusting. It disgusted the young ladies walking on this street so much they hid by the roadside. It's not that they were afraid—anyone making a living in the Demon Realm has a few lives on their hands—they were purely disgusted.
The nine-headed snake demon lost one of its heads and didn't dare cause more trouble, slinking away dejectedly.
Gu Changhuai was in quite a good mood, humming a little tune as he adjusted the ferocious, frightening mask on his face, continuing forward and carrying two wine jars that swayed as he walked. He strolled leisurely, the ring-pommel long saber at his waist also swaying slowly with his steps.
A red maple leaf fell with the wind.
"Help! Help! Official Gu, please save me!!" A woman's delicate and fragile cry rapidly approached from behind.
Gu Changhuai's eyes sharpened, instantly unsheathing his long saber. The blade immediately split the falling red maple leaf in two. A graceful and charming figure was running toward him. The woman seemed to be being chased by a great demon, her face full of panic. Upon seeing him, she was overjoyed and cried out: "Official Gu!"
Gu Changhuai expressionlessly reached out to pull the woman, his long saber flying out to pin itself in front of the great demon chasing the woman, emitting killing intent that made the opponent stop.
The great demon in front of him was panting heavily, his gaze as if wanting to tear Gu Changhuai apart. "Gu Changhuai, are you taking that little bitch's side?"
Gu Changhuai recognized this demon. This person was called Shiying in the Demon Realm, who most enjoyed eating children's brain marrow, and loved using the brain marrow of one hundred newborns less than a month old to make porridge. Shiying's cultivation method was particularly cruel, often not distinguishing between friend and foe. He was not only wanted by the cultivation world but equally despised by everyone in the Demon Realm.
"Naturally." Gu Changhuai's tone was lazy. "If you're dissatisfied, feel free to fight."
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and summoned the long saber pinned in front of Shiying's feet back into his hand.
In an instant, the atmosphere suddenly froze, the wind ceased, and invisibly it seemed heaven and earth were filled with bone-chilling killing intent pressed against the vital points. He just stood there holding his saber without moving, the cold eyes visible through his mask looking at Shiying, making people shudder at the sight.
"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare..." After a long while, Shiying swallowed this grievance through gritted teeth. "I just hope Shadow Chief Gu will maintain his number one position, otherwise if you fall, who knows how many people will trample you to death."
The woman hiding behind Gu Changhuai poked her head out. "Rest assured, even if Official Gu doesn't remain the Shadow Clan's number one, many people will still like him. Unlike you! A toad lusting after swan meat!"
"You!" Shiying sneered coldly. "Little bitch, you'd better hide behind him for the rest of your life, otherwise if you fall into my hands, I'll make you wish you were dead!"
As his words fell, he waved his sleeve and disappeared from the spot in a puff of black smoke.
"You're in trouble now." Gu Changhuai sheathed his saber and handed a jar of wine to Hua Mei.
He was disgusted again by her boneless appearance as she took the wine jar. "Change back."
Hua Mei clicked her tongue and cursed: "No sense of romance." As she spoke, she twisted her body, and cracking sounds came from her bones.
Gu Changhuai was too lazy to pay attention to her and walked forward. "What made you think to provoke Shiying?"
"Who told him to steal children when I happened to see it? How could I watch those newborn children be eaten alive by him?"
In the time it took to say one sentence, Hua Mei's voice gradually changed from a delicate female voice to a low, magnetic male voice.
Gu Changhuai glanced sideways and still felt Hua Mei's male appearance was more pleasing to the eye. The mei of the Demon Clan can be divided into male and female forms, naturally able to transform into women or men.
Hua Mei's male form wasn't as boneless and charming as his female form. The male face was handsome, though the eyes still retained a few traces of soul-stealing charm, carrying a bit of bewitching intent in every word and blink.
Hua Mei continued speaking, his tone quite proud. "So I transformed into my female form, enchanted Shiying until he was completely mesmerized, then snuck into his lair and released all the children."
Gu Changhuai clicked his tongue. "No wonder he's chasing you relentlessly." Raiding someone's entire lair, how ruthless.
The wind was strong in Blood Night City. The two entered a tavern to avoid the wind while talking. Gu Changhuai and Hua Mei randomly found seats in the main hall. He asked Hua Mei, "So what do you plan to do next? I'm leaving the Demon Realm soon, and from the look of Shiying, he definitely won't let you off easily."
Hearing this, Hua Mei's voice changed tone. "Where are you going? You have to take me with you, don't make me kneel and beg you!"
Gu Changhuai sighed, saying with difficulty: "The Demon Venerable assigned me a task."
Hua Mei was excited: "That's great! You fought tooth and nail to kill your way to the top of the Shadow Clan, successfully reaching the number one assassin position, and your very first task gets the Demon Venerable's attention—your importance is self-evident!"
He patted Gu Changhuai's shoulder, speaking righteously: "When you become rich and noble, don't forget me!"
Gu Changhuai chuckled and asked kindly, "From what you're saying, are you truly willing to go handle this task with your brother?"
"The bond between you and me needs no words." Hua Mei was also smiling, smiling benevolently. "It's definitely not to avoid some Shiying or anything."
When they sat down earlier, Gu Changhuai had already set up a soundproof barrier around their seats to prevent anyone nearby from eavesdropping. These methods were commonly used in both the cultivation world and the Demon Realm. Unless a cultivator far stronger than him deliberately probed with divine sense, no one would know what they were discussing within the soundproof barrier.
But since their conversation involved secrets, Hua Mei still cautiously looked around in a circle, lowering his voice to ask: "So what task did the Demon Venerable actually assign you?"
Gu Changhuai sighed again, unconsciously touching his stomach, and answered in an equally quiet voice: "...He told me to kill Qing Lian Immortal Lord."
"What?!" Hua Mei shrieked, then stared at him with trembling lips, unable to speak for quite a while.
The great name of Qing Lian Immortal Lord resonates throughout the cultivation world and equally throughout the Demon Realm. In the cultivation world, he's renowned as the leader of the righteous path, displaying the universe's brilliance with a single sword. Of course, that sword was used to cut down demons invading the cultivation world.
Therefore, in the Demon Clan he had a bad reputation and was quite unpopular when mentioned.
Initially, Gu Changhuai thought this was just an ordinary transmigration.
The Shadow Clan's internal competition was cruel and fierce. When he transmigrated, the original body had just dug out an opponent's heart. He still vividly remembers the feeling of warm blood splashing on his face.
He was afraid others would also dig out his heart, so from the moment he arrived in this world, he worked from dawn to dusk, fearing he'd die in the next second.
Shadow demons of the Shadow Clan usually don't have their own names. Each batch is numbered, and they choose their own surname. He was called Gu Three Hundred in the clan. His biggest threat came from a shadow demon called Xue Number Two.
The day before yesterday was the day when this batch of shadow demons fought each other to determine the assassin rankings.
As a result, on the day of his duel with Xue Number Two, Xue Number Two deliberately sprained his ankle, said he was injured and couldn't move, and willingly stepped down. Then Gu Changhuai naturally became the Shadow Clan's number one, ascending to the number one assassin throne.
As if afraid he'd run away, on the very day he became the number one assassin, he was brought before the Demon Venerable by the Shadow Chief. The Demon Venerable fed him a fat white worm, then assigned him his first mission—to assassinate Qing Lian Immortal Lord.
Previously focused only on staying alive, this was Gu Changhuai's first time hearing the name Qing Lian Immortal Lord.
He was instantly thunderstruck.
The reason was simple—he suddenly realized this wasn't just transmigration, but book transmigration.
He had transmigrated into a male protagonist power leveling novel called "Breaking Heaven."
The male protagonist of this book is named Zhao Qianlin, and Qing Lian Immortal Lord Rong Ye is the male protagonist's golden finger master.
He's an existence even more formidable than the male protagonist, nearly invincible throughout the entire text, ascending through breaking the dao in the middle of the book.
Truly the cultivation world's number one person.
The cold, nauseating feeling of the worm sliding down his throat, combined with suddenly learning he'd transmigrated into a book and been assigned by the Demon Venerable to assassinate the male protagonist's golden finger—all those buffs stacked together...
Gu Changhuai's feelings were complicated.
But what use was that... Running was impossible. The worm the Demon Venerable fed him was connected to his life.
Thinking about it, Gu Changhuai touched his abdomen and frowned, still feeling uncomfortable.
Ugh...
After the initial shock, Hua Mei's brain started spinning rapidly, coming up with a terrible idea. "The Demon Venerable is clearly sending you to your death. How about we elope?"
"Elope what? I'm not into you." Gu Changhuai shuddered with goosebumps all over. "Besides, I can't run. The Demon Venerable already has me in his grasp."
Hua Mei propped his chin, frowning. "Then what do we do? A good brother has to help you out. Although I have no morals, I can't just watch you go to your death, can I?"
Silence for a moment.
He suddenly slapped the table. "I've got it!"
The sudden movement scared Gu Changhuai so much that wine spilled from his cup. He looked sideways at Hua Mei, who had his robes half-slipped off his shoulder, smiling coquettishly. "What do you think—shall this slave seduce Qing Lian Immortal Lord? For your mission, this slave is willing to sacrifice herself~~"
Gu Changhuai was completely unmoved. "Good plan. I have other uses for your pig brain."
Hua Mei impatiently clicked his tongue and questioned Gu Changhuai: "What do you mean? Am I not good-looking? Not beautiful? Seduction isn't something just anyone can do. Look at your dead expression—if you're so capable, you do it!"
Just as he was speaking, taking advantage of the moment when Gu Changhuai lowered his head to pour wine with his guard down, his hand became a shadow and with lightning speed, snatched off Gu Changhuai's mask.
"..."
Gu Changhuai's hand pouring the wine paused.
Hua Mei's hand gripping the mask also froze. After knowing each other for so long, this was his first time seeing Gu Changhuai's true appearance. He stared at that face with his mouth slightly open, dazed for a long while.
After a long moment.
He gently placed the mask back, stammering quietly: "You little bastard, hiding it pretty deep... For seduction, I think you should do it. It's feasible."
Gu Changhuai glanced at him. "Let's think of another method."
While their table was still discussing the feasibility of "seduction," they didn't realize that there happened to be a cultivator whose cultivation level and divine sense were both far above theirs, sitting bored at another table right next to them, who had heard every single word of their conversation.
Two people wearing veiled hats sat silent. One of them listened with restless unease and a pounding heart, occasionally stealing glances at the person beside him to gauge their reaction.
Ah.
Seduction, huh.
Haven't even seen what that demon looks like yet, whether he matches the Immortal Lord... Huh?
At this table, the two looked at each other in silence, quiet as could be, while at the next table they were still loudly plotting. Gu Changhuai had already changed his train of thought, saying thoughtfully: "How about we secretly infiltrate Xinnan Immortal Sect to take a look?"
"Better to find a way to get a disciple identity, first enter Xinnan Immortal Sect as a disciple, and take things one step at a time." Hua Mei said.
Gu Changhuai had a realization. "Good idea, so where do we get identities?"
What a great question.
One question, two people silent.
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Author's Note (By Original Author)
Practice writing
Come, come, come, everyone hand over your brains in a line
Also mentioning one thing
These two in this story are perfectly matched, both have a bit of craziness in their bones, not obvious in the early stage, gradually exposing each other