Chapter 206: Transmigration Is an Invincible Path!

Wu Yashan probably never saw Li Xiaomei's body.

Then this jade statue must have been modeled after Li Qiushui's body.

"Still staring?"

Lady Wang thrust out her full figure and reached forward to cover Gu Qing's eyes.

I don't care about your this or that.

Record good deeds thoroughly!

Gu Qing applied Good Deeds to memorize the jade statue entirely, planning to compare it slowly with Wang Yuyan later, then turned away.

"Let's go, leave Wuliang Mountain."

Gu Qing assured her: "Lady Wang, rest assured—this robe you took off was for Yuyan's sake. I'll have a new one tailored in Dali and dress your mother in it."

Gu Qing wanted to take responsibility.

Tailored? Who else's body do you plan to measure?

"No need for your concern."

Lady Wang sneered.

Lady Wang had her own plans for the jade statue's robes.

Gu Qing smiled and walked down the steps toward the exit.

This trip to Wuliang Mountain had granted Gu Qing the Beiming Divine Art manuscript, allowed Wang Yuyan and Mu Wanzhen to rediscover their parents, and enabled Gu Qing to help both women reach the Yin-Yang Harmony Realm—truly a complete success.

As for Old Duan, defeated by Gu Qing, he suddenly acknowledged three daughters—also a rich harvest. If there must be a loser, it was Duan Yu.

As Gu Qing stepped out of the Wuliang Cave, Duan Yu stared blankly over, gazing at Wang Yuyan's pale yellow silk robe and emerald-green shoes, as if the jade statue from the cave had come to life—his expression dazed.

Wang Yuyan's very existence perfectly matched Duan Yu's aesthetic ideal—flawless, yet not his, and what pained him most was that he had no right even to beg for her attention.

Gu Qing smiled at Duan Yu, about to speak, when he suddenly glanced aside.

"Cloud Crane, give me back my wife!"

A distant roar echoed through the mountains; everyone turned to see a tall, emaciated man ahead, like a bamboo pole, swaying yet moving swiftly, while behind him trudged a horse-faced man, eyes blazing with fury, his steps slow but his endurance extraordinary, never falling behind.

Gan Baobao's face changed the moment she saw the horse-faced man.

"Father!"

Zhong Ling spotted the man and waved urgently, shouting loudly.

The horse-faced man was Zhong Wanchou. His eyes were sharp; he glanced at Zhong Ling, saw the crowd, and hurried over. His gaze swept the group and landed on Gan Baobao—his delight was immediate, yet when he noticed Duan Zhengchun lying beside her, his horse-face tightened.

"Father!"

Zhong Ling had grown up beside Zhong Wanchou; suddenly learning Duan Zhengchun was her father made her deeply uneasy. Seeing Zhong Wanchou, she called him affectionately.

Zhong Wanchou smiled at Zhong Ling, then turned to Gan Baobao with agitation: "Baby, how did you end up with this thief?"

Zhong Wanchou had been frantic in Wanjie Valley, unable to find Gan Baobao, when he spotted Cloud Crane nearby and assumed he had kidnapped his wife. Without hesitation, he gave chase. Cloud Crane's lightness skill was superb—he could not be caught—but Zhong Wanchou pressed on relentlessly; even when lost, he always reappeared after a while. This back-and-forth pursuit led them both to the Lancang River.

Hearing this, Gan Baobao was deeply moved and whispered softly: "You're such a fool."

Over the years, Zhong Wanchou had never wronged her.

At these words, the lying Duan Zhengchun opened his eyes.

"Good, good. Today has been most fruitful."

Cloud Crane's eyes greedily swept over Wang Yuyan, Lady Wang, Dao Bai Feng, Qin Hongmian, Mu Wanzhen, Gan Baobao, and Zhong Ling. "So many beauties—worth the chase." He knew he couldn't act with so many present, but at least he now had targets.

Yet as his gaze passed, Cloud Crane sensed someone was missing—earlier, from afar, he had seen a man whose face was like ice and jade, transcendent and unforgettable, yet now that striking figure was gone.

Cloud Crane looked around and saw everyone's eyes fixed on him—or behind him.

"Heh!"

Cloud Crane spun around instantly—but nothing was there. Yet his lower back grew icy, as if needles pricked his spine.

In panic, he spun in circles—but the sharp presence remained behind him. Despite his peerless lightness skill, repeated close-range turns failed to catch even a corner of the opponent's robe, as if someone lurked within his shadow—Cloud Crane grew deeply uneasy.

"Who are you, great one? Playing a joke on me?"

Cloud Crane called out.

"Cloud Crane, if you can see me, I won't kill you."

Gu Qing's voice, calm and distant, came from behind Cloud Crane.

!

At once, Cloud Crane twisted and dodged, spinning repeatedly—but the figure behind remained unseen, as if dissolved into the wind. No matter how he shifted, the voice stayed silent.

Had it not been for the voice, Cloud Crane would have sworn he saw a ghost.

"Do I have a grudge against you?"

Cloud Crane sought to negotiate. After these attempts, he could not even glimpse the opponent's robe—he knew his life hung entirely in the other's hands.

"Do you need a grudge to uphold justice?"

Gu Qing reminded him from behind: "Time's up."

Killing this lecher was best for everyone.

Cloud Crane suddenly spun toward the cliff edge near the Lancang River, hoping to turn and force the unseen figure to follow—then he'd tumble over.

But as he turned, a hand gently pushed his lower back—he lost balance, teetering toward the cliff.

Below lay the roaring Lancang River. To fall meant certain death, in Cloud Crane's eyes.

Just as he began to fall, the hand behind pulled him back—leaving him frozen in place, barely steadied on the cliff's edge.

"I'm curious."

Gu Qing asked: "Why didn't you turn to face the cliff wall? Why choose the cliff edge?"

Face the cliff wall?

Cloud Crane suddenly realized—if he had chosen a cliff wall, the man could not hide behind him.

The thought struck him—he was filled with regret.

"So you must know—you died because you're an idiot."

As Gu Qing spoke, he applied the Bone-Melting Palm. Cloud Crane, held by his lower back, screamed as white vapor rose from his body, his skin withered, bones turned to ash—and with a flick of Gu Qing's wrist, Cloud Crane became a human skin, drifting softly into the Lancang River.

Gu Qing stood atop the hill, hands behind his back, wind brushing his robes—his elegance boundless.

Transmigration is an invincible path—paired with a system, even more terrifying.

(End of Chapter)