Gu Fuyou unexpectedly won the competition and took away the bottle of Spirit Building Pill under the shocked and surprised gaze of the Nine Ape Elders.
He returned to his residence, lay on the bed, hugged the pillow, held the bottle of Zhulingdan in his hand, tossed and turned, and was so happy that he felt like he was going to heaven.
A bottle of Spirit Building Pill was not enough to make her so happy; what made her happy was something else.
She saw how Zhong Michu splashed a cup of tea on Yuan Changsui, rendering him unable to move, and frightened all the spirit beasts into surrendering.
She realized that this person was so powerful. The joy in her heart came from her longing for power.
Moreover, she found that Zhong Michu was not as unkind as he seemed. This meant that there was room for them to talk.
"I need to talk to her about our contract."
The contract was made, no matter how hard you try to avoid it, it's there. In this case, you can only face it. I think Zhong Michu might be troubled by this contract, she wants to explain it to her, she won't use it to coerce her, she hopes she won't worry about it, and she will solve it for the sake of the contract. If both sides are at peace, then everything will be fine.
She had other thoughts. If Zhong Michu was soft-hearted and willing to help, that would be great. It's good to lean on a big tree for shade, and it's good to hold on to a big tree and not let go.
It is enough to hold on to such a support, as long as you can sleep peacefully and without worries during your days in Xuanmiaomen.
Si Miao was refining the elixir in the room, and said, "If she doesn't come to settle the score with you, you can just laugh secretly. Do you still want to go find her and seek death?"
Gu Fuyou turned over, holding the pill bottle in both hands and placed it on his chest, looking at the roof and smiling: "I just told her that I will not regard myself as the master. If there is a problem in the future, can I summon her again. Si Miao, you don't know how powerful she is."
"Better than Brother Gu?"
"It's different from my brother. I can't call my brother who is thousands of miles away to come over in an instant."
As he spoke, Gu Fuyou sat up suddenly, looked at Si Miao, and interrupted what Si Miao was about to say: "I think it's feasible. You see, when I saw Su Feng, I called her over. Not only did she not blame me, she also helped me."
Si Miao didn't care: "She just felt sorry for you being bullied."
Gu Fuyou didn't listen, and asked himself with his chin on his hand: "How do you think I should tell her?"
Si Miao added fuel to the fire and ignored Fuyou.
Just at this time, Gu Huaiyou came over.
The three of them were in different shifts, and the male and female disciples lived in separate residences, so the three could not see each other often.
Si Miao smiled and said, "Gu Huaiyou, you came at the right time. Go and persuade your silly sister. She is trying to find a way to commit suicide."
Gu Huaiyou met a disciple coming down from Jiansu Peak. He heard about what happened on Jiansu Peak and came to see if Gu Fuyou was hurt. When he heard Si Miao's words, he thought Gu Fuyou had been bullied and hurried into the room.
Gu Fuyou rushed out joyfully, flew over to Gu Huaiyou, hugged his neck, and shouted, "Gu Huaiyou!"
Gu Huaiyou hugged her waist and took a step back when he was knocked: "Ouch, what happened?"
Gu Huaiyou knew Gu Fuyou's personality very well. Seeing how happy she was, she probably wasn't bullied, but something must have happened.
Just as he was wondering what might have happened, Gu Fuyou excitedly talked to him about Zhong Michu, and said that she wanted to hug Zhong Michu, this big tree.
Gu Huaiyou actually started to seriously think about the feasibility for her.
Ever since Gu Fuyou summoned Zhong Mi to make the initial decision, he has been worried all day long.
Zhong Michu is a man of rare talent, and he is also a disciple of the sect leader Ji Chaoling. If nothing unexpected happens, he will most likely inherit the position of sect leader in the future.
How could such a person tolerate being subordinate to a mediocre person with only four spiritual roots and being a slave? And how could the Xuanmiao Sect allow its future pillars to be controlled by others
However, the contract has been made, and the only way to break it is for the owner to die.
He was afraid that Xuanmiao Sect and Zhong Michu would have murderous intentions for this. Even if Gu Wanpeng came forward to protect her, he would have to work hard to do so.
For this reason, he secretly inquired about Zhong Michu's information everywhere. If he found anything wrong, he would run away with Gu Fuyou.
Gu Fuyou knew that Gu Huaiyou had inquired about Zhong Michu's news and was very interested. He pulled Gu Huaiyou to the table, poured him tea, and urged him to tell him everything.
Gu Huaiyou said: "This Zhong Michu is the beloved disciple of the headmaster Ji Chaoling, who has been with him since he was young..."
Gu Fuyou said: "I know all of this, just tell me the key points."
"Yun Ran Xuan Zun is Zhong Mi Chu's mother, did you know that?"
Gu Fuyou was surprised. He drank the glass of water that was poured for Gu Huaiyou and asked, "I know that Yun Ran Xuan Zun and Sect Leader Ji are senior brothers and sisters. But I heard that Yun Ran Xuan Zun practices the ruthless way, forsaking all emotions and love. How could he marry someone and have children?"
As he spoke, a thought flashed through his mind, and he approached Gu Huaiyou mysteriously, covered his eyes with his palms, and asked in a low voice: "Could it be that Zhong Michu is actually the daughter of the headmaster and Yun Ran Xuanzun..."
Yun Ran Xuan Zun is very famous in the Five Continents. She has profound cultivation and beautiful appearance. She is the most beautiful girl in the Xuanmiao Sect and has many admirers from all over the world.
Gu Fuyou once came across a biography of a famous person. In it, there was not much mention of Yun Ran Xuanzun's cultivation methods and achievements. Instead, it was all about her love-hate relationship with several men.
There is a passage in the book that says Yun Ran is beautiful as the sky, and Ji Chao Ling is a rare talent, and they are childhood sweethearts.
Everyone thought that Yun Ran Xuan Zun would end up falling into Ji Chao Ling's hands, but unexpectedly, the situation took a turn and Yun Ran Xuan Zun practiced the way of ruthlessness, gave up love and became indifferent to desires.
This provided the writers with endless room for imagination, and they all wove a poignant story of love, hate and separation for Yun Ran Xuan Zun, saying that she must have been hurt by love and that was why she practiced the ruthless way.
Gu Fuyou didn't know how much of this he could believe.
Gu Huaiyou knocked on her head and said, "How can you talk about the master in private?"
Gu Fuyou asked: "Then who do you think Zhong Michu's father is?"
"I don't know." Gu Huaiyou said, "Zhong Michu was raised in Gushen Peak since he was young and seldom went down the mountain. I heard that he rarely left Gushen Peak when he was young. The disciples in the sect only knew his name but had never seen him. He only came out after he grew up."
What emerged in Gu Fuyou's mind was that person's graceful figure.
Gu Huaiyou said, "Ah Man, Zhong Michu is a little cold to human feelings. Although she won't easily kill someone and hurt you to break the contract, you and her have very different personalities. The few times you meet, the more awkward it becomes. I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to become friends with her."
Si Miao interrupted and said jokingly, "It's more than just difficult. Her naughty personality is like heaven and earth compared to her dignified ladylike demeanor. Unless the mountains are gone and the sky and the earth are united, there is no way they can be together."
Gu Fuyou had made up her mind and was not discouraged. She smiled and said, "Nothing is difficult in the world."
You have to give it a try anyway.
Based on Gu Huaiyou's description and combining it with her several meetings with Zhong Michu, she could roughly know what kind of person this was.
This kind of person is just trying to reason with her...
But it was not easy to meet Zhong Michu, because she rarely went out. Gu Fuyou did not dare to summon her, as it would seem insincere to start a negotiation with a summon.
For several days, Gu Fuyou couldn't see her, and finally he had to take the initiative to go to Gushen Peak to find her.
Gushen Peak is a mountain behind Jingdu Mountain. It is deep, secluded and seldom visited by people.
She was carrying a food box and was stopped by someone as soon as she reached the foot of the mountain.
The one who stopped them was the guard at the foot of the peak. He shouted to Gu Fuyou, "This is not a place for ordinary disciples to set foot. Leave immediately!"
Gu Fuyou raised his eyebrows and thought it was strange and mysterious.
There was no point in forcing his way in, so he turned around and left as he was told, quietly going around the back of the peak.
There is no guard at the back peak, but there is a formation behind it, making it difficult for ordinary disciples to enter.
Gu Fuyou wanted to pinch his waist and laugh out loud, God help me!
This kind of barrier formation was not a problem for her. She modified the formation and successfully climbed the mountain.
When you walk up the long bluestone steps, you can already see the courtyard on the top of the mountain.
It is early autumn now. It rained again last night. The fragrant steps are covered with fallen petals. Looking back down the mountain, there is a thin mist and a gentle breeze. I feel the unique bleakness and loneliness of autumn.
This place is much quieter than the main peak.
Gu Fuyou came up from the back mountain, walked up the stone steps, and arrived at the backyard of the courtyard.
The courtyard wall blocked the way, and a rustling sound fell into my ears.
She walked to the white wall. The wall was low, so she could just stand there and rest her elbows on it.
She leaned her arms against the top of the wall and looked inside. She saw a man practicing sword. From his figure, she recognized him as Zhong Michu.
The yard is elegant, planted with orchids and fragrant grasses, and there is a ginkgo tree against the wall.
She stood outside the wall and watched Zhong Michu practice sword.
The long sword was ever-changing, and the figure of the man swinging the sword in the courtyard was like a white crane stepping on auspicious clouds, like a jade deer leaping over a mountain stream, with an elegant and graceful posture. Ginkgo leaves fell in the wind of the sword, and scattered gold fragments all over the ground.
She remembered that Zhong Michu's magic sword seemed to be called "Gengchen", which was shining and dazzling.
Zhong Michu practiced both internal and external cultivation. The internal cultivation was spiritual, and the external cultivation was physical. One emphasized magic, and the other emphasized force.
External cultivation is much more difficult than internal cultivation, and it is also difficult to overcome tribulations. It is a thankless task, and therefore there are fewer people practicing external cultivation nowadays.
Practicing both internal and external cultivation is even more difficult than ascending to heaven. Except for those with extraordinary talent, no one would overestimate their own abilities and do such a daring thing.
If Zhong Michu had not practiced dual cultivation, he would probably be more than just the early stage of the Golden Core now.
Gu Fuyou held his cheek with his hand, watching intently.
Zhong Michu changed the momentum of his sword, turned around suddenly, and stabbed the long sword straight into Gu Fuyou's nose.
Gu Fuyou heard a humming sound from a sword, and the tip of the sword was only a finger away from her.
A golden leaf fell slowly, hit the sword blade, and immediately broke into two pieces, and the beauty disappeared.
Gu Fuyou smiled, raised his hand that was resting on the wall and shook it towards Zhong Michu.
She saw the corner of Zhong Michu's eye twitch slightly.
This person probably didn't want to see her.
Zhong Michu asked, "How did you get in?" It was still the clear and cold voice. It was pleasant to hear, like a clear spring flowing through the heart in the hot summer, but it was a little too cold in the autumn.
Gu Fuyou said: "He walked in."
Zhong Michu squinted suspiciously and thrust his sword forward again: "There are guards in front of the mountain and formations behind the mountain."
Gu Fuyou pretended not to understand. He carefully grasped the sword with his fingers and pushed it away. He then lifted the food box in his hand and placed it on the white wall. He smiled and said to Zhong Michu, "I saw you on Sufeng a few days ago. Thanks to your help, I made some food to thank you."
Gu Fuyou opened the food box and a sweet aroma wafted out.
Zhong Michu drew her sword and it turned into a beam of spiritual light and entered her sleeve. She turned back to the house and said, "Thank you for your kindness. I have already fasted and ordinary disciples are not allowed to enter here. You can go down the mountain."
Thank you, refuse, and leave, all in one go.
Gu Fuyou blurted out in a hurry: "Wait, Nanzhu Jun!"
Zhong Michu paused, turned around suddenly, his brows lowered and his eyes cold.
Gu Fuyou sensed her obvious displeasure: "You don't seem to like me calling you that, but I don't know your name. My name is Gu Fuyou!"
Nanzhujun is the nickname of Zhong Michu. Nanzhu grows in high mountains, with beautiful flowers that stand tall against frost and snow, and never wither in winter. Moreover, its flowers, leaves, roots and fruits can all be used as medicine, so it is not just a flashy thing. Others gave her this nickname, presumably out of genuine admiration for her, and this is her honor.
But now she has given the three words "Nanzhu Jun" another meaning, and these three words have become shackles that bind Zhong Michu.
She thought that what Zhong Michu didn't want to hear the three words "Nanzhujun" come out of her mouth the most.
Facing Zhong Michu's gaze, Gu Fuyou pursed his lips and forced a smile.
After a long while, Zhong Michu replied coldly: "Zhong Michu."
Gu Fuyou thought that Zhong Michu was angry just now, but he was still willing to reply to her. She said, "Sister Zhong, I actually came to talk to you about the spirit beast contract."
Zhong Michu's face turned even greener. The weather was already bad today, with dark clouds covering the sun and a cool breeze blowing. At this moment, Gu Fuyou felt that the light around him had dimmed, not knowing whether it was a psychological effect or not.
She shrank her neck, but still said with a stiff upper lip: "I don't know why I summoned Senior Sister Zhong that day. I made a contract somehow, and it actually worked. I know that Senior Sister Zhong is a natural talent, and she would definitely not be willing to be controlled by others. I was confused and frightened for several months, just afraid that Senior Sister Zhong would forcibly terminate the contract."
Zhong Michu was unmoved: "Elder Liuhe said that you are proficient in formations."
Gu Fuyou already understood the implication of his words. Zhong Michu suspected that she had done something secretly, so he summoned her over.
Gu Fuyou raised four fingers to the sky and said righteously: "I did change the formation a little bit that day, but it is still a formation for summoning spirit beasts, and will never summon people. I can swear to heaven on this. If even a word of mine is false, I, Gu Fuyou, will not die a good death!"
This is indeed true.
When Zhong Michu heard her words, his eyes suddenly moved and he lowered his head as if thinking about something.
Gu Fuyou said, "I know that I am mediocre and unworthy of commanding Senior Sister Zhong, so I will never, ever use the power of the contract to force Senior Sister Zhong to do anything she doesn't want to do." He raised his hand again, "Otherwise, you will be struck by lightning and die a miserable death."
Zhong Michu looked over and glanced at her, still calmly: "The headmaster and Elder Liuhe are already looking for other ways to cancel the contract. It won't take long."
Although the only way to break the contract now is the death of the master and the spirit beast, it does not mean that there are no other ways.
When Gu Fuyou heard that the headmaster and Elder Liuhe were unwilling to harm the lives of innocent people in order to cancel the contract, he thought to himself, "He has a conscience!"
And she was greatly relieved to know that they had no intention of harming her life.
"Senior Sister Zhong, I won't overestimate my own abilities and think that this contract can trap you forever. But after all, the contract is still there. Can I make a deal with you?" Gu Fuyou smiled sweetly at Zhong Michu. Her smile was always bright, like the only sunshine in this gloomy day.
"I don't know how the heavens made this contract come true, but you see, it has come true after all. You have taken the place of my spirit beast, and I cannot summon other spirit beasts. It is really inconvenient. Just like Jian Sufeng, you don't know how badly I have been bullied by them just because I don't have a spirit beast. So, when I am in trouble, can I summon you?"
Gu Fuyou spoke in a negotiating tone, pursed his lower lip, restrained those aggressive expressions, and looked well-behaved.
Zhong Michu looked at her and was silent for a long time.
Just when Gu Fuyou was wondering if Zhong Michu thought she was too shameless, he was too lazy to talk and silently refused.
Zhong Michu suddenly said, "Once a day."
Gu Fuyou was stunned for a moment. Zhong Michu said sternly, "You can only summon him once a day, and only when it is absolutely necessary."
Gu Fuyou's face suddenly broke into a smile, as if he was afraid that she would regret it, he quickly said: "Thank you, Senior Sister!"
She didn't think she could get Zhong Mi Chu to agree in one go, but she didn't expect it would work in one go.
She held the food box in her hand, reached inside the wall, and said, "Senior Sister Zhong, this is the cake I made. It's made of pure cheese and steamed with flour, poured with cherry juice, and sprinkled with osmanthus petals soaked in honey. It tastes good. Try it."
Zhong Michu said, "No need."
"The reason why cultivators fast is because there are impurities in worldly things that hinder their cultivation. However, these ingredients are all spiritual plants. Not only do they not hinder cultivation, but they are slightly helpful to cultivation. Do you really not want them?"
Zhong Michu said coldly: "It's not suitable for you to stay here for long, you should go down the mountain."
This was the second time he ordered them to leave. Gu Fuyou took the food box back, but he smiled happily: "Okay, okay."
After saying goodbye to Zhong Michu, she went down from the back peak.
Walking on the stone steps, he picked up a piece of cake and chewed it, mumbling: "This is my most proud work, but it's a pity that she doesn't want it."
After finishing a piece of cake, Gu Fuyou licked his fingertips, turned around to look at the courtyard wall, and smiled sweetly.
She actually knew that she and Zhong Michu were two different types of people and might not necessarily get along well.
But there are many kinds of friends. She hated Zhong Michu's paleness, and he must have hated her frivolity. But she still wanted to get along with her, because she envied her talent, loved her excellence, and wanted to find out why the summoning circle summoned her.
Zhong Michu couldn't hide from her for the time being.
The ancients said: Everything has its own destiny.
She doesn't believe such words when she doesn't want to, but when she wants to believe them, she thinks they make sense.
When they reached the foot of the mountain, Gu Fuyou thought that he should give the other person something he liked next time.
With a slight thought, he had already reached the front peak. Seeing the guard from afar, his face changed, and he walked over with a smile, holding the food box, and called sweetly: "Guard brother..."