Chapter 7 Gu Changsheng's Pampering! Yue Guan, a lowly servant, feeds the horses!
Gu Changsheng glanced at her helplessly, then extended a finger and gently flicked her smooth forehead.
"How old are you? You still have no manners."
"If the disciples outside see this, where will your dignity as the senior sister be?"
Ye Xian'er covered her forehead, not feeling any pain. Instead, she took the opportunity to grab Gu Changsheng's hand and rubbed her cheek against his palm.
Those beautiful peach blossom eyes were filled with affection and tenderness.
So what if they saw it?
"No matter how old or strong I am, in front of Master, I will always be that little girl you picked up from a pile of corpses."
"And..."
Ye Xian'er raised her head, a sly glint in her eyes, and gently touched Gu Changsheng's calf with her jade-like toes.
"Does Master not like Xian'er like this?"
Gu Changsheng chuckled to himself.
This girl had become increasingly bold since she mastered swordsmanship.
"Stop being so cheeky."
"Did you gain anything from this trip?"
Hearing her master's question, Ye Xian'er put away her playful thoughts, but she still didn't let go of his hand.
She took out several exquisite jade boxes from her storage space as if presenting treasures, and placed them one by one on the table in front of Gu Changsheng.
"Master, your birthday banquet will be held in a few days."
"My disciple has traveled to quite a few places this time."
She opened the first jade box.
Instantly, a rich life essence burst forth.
Inside the box lay a golden fruit, shaped like a newborn baby, radiating the rhythm of the Great Dao.
"This is the Heavenly Origin Fruit. I found it in an ancient ruin. It is said that eating one bite can extend one's life by eight hundred years."
Then she opened the second box.
Inside were a few seemingly ordinary Bodhi seeds, but upon closer inspection, one could discover naturally formed Buddha patterns on them.
"And these Bodhi seeds, I got them from those old bald monks in the Western Desert... cough, I begged them."
Ye Xian'er looked at Gu Changsheng with burning eyes, like a child waiting for praise.
"These may not be as good as the immortal herbs in Master's medicine garden, but they are still a token of my appreciation."
"Master, how do you plan to reward me?"
As she spoke, she leaned forward again, her stunningly beautiful face almost touching his, her warm breath gently brushing against his face.
Gu Changsheng looked at the bright and beautiful disciple in front of him, a hint of doting flashed in his eyes, and he shook his head with a smile.
"You rebellious disciple."
"What kind of nonsense is going on in that head of yours all day long?"
Ye Xian'er blushed slightly, but quickly regained her nonchalant expression.
She seemed to remember something, and the smile on her face faded a bit, her expression becoming slightly more serious.
"By the way, Master."
"Besides these, there are some other things that were sent from those forbidden zones of life."
She pointed to the last few boxes, which were as black as ink.
These boxes were enveloped in an extremely ancient and decaying aura, completely out of place with the sacredness of the Heavenly Court.
"The Primordial Ancient Mine, the Undying Mountain, and the Divine Ruins... they all sent people to deliver congratulatory gifts."
"In my opinion, their gift-giving is a pretense; their real purpose is to test your attitude, Master."
Although Gu Changsheng now commanded immense power, those supreme beings in the forbidden zones were clearly not content to remain dormant forever.
Gu Changsheng glanced at the black boxes, his expression remaining completely unchanged.
He picked up his teacup, took a small sip, and spoke calmly.
"Looks like those old guys in the restricted areas have been up to their old tricks again lately."
"Trying to test me?"
"Then let them test the waters."
"If they dare to stick their claws out, I'll chop them off and eat them as snacks."
Although these words were spoken casually, the domineering aura they exuded in that instant froze the air in the entire Hall of Longevity for a moment.
The look of admiration in Ye Xian'er's eyes deepened.
This was her master.
He regarded the supreme beings of the forbidden zones as mere weeds; in this vast world, he was the only one who reigned supreme.
"Master is the most amazing!"
She grinned and leaned in again, continuing the ambiguous moment that had been interrupted.
...
The images flowed.
The sky changed once again.
This time, the camera focused on a place filled with the scent of earth and grass.
The Heavenly Court, the Imperial Horse Stables.
As an elder of Spirit Hall, who held the title of Yue Douluo, Yue Guan was standing in front of a row of seemingly endless stables, feeling utterly bewildered by life.
He held a huge pitchfork in his hand, and his once magnificent golden robe had been replaced with a set of drab, coarse linen clothes.
Just now.
The steward who brought him here casually pointed to this area and told him:
"Newcomer, these thousand celestial horses will be your responsibility to feed from now on."
"Remember, feed them carefully. If they starve to death, I couldn't afford to compensate them even if I sold you."
"Also, horse manure must be cleaned up promptly. If I smell even a hint of odor, I'll twist your head off and use it as a ball."
The steward left as soon as he finished speaking, without even glancing at him.
Yue Guan stared blankly at the fork in his hand, then looked at the horses in front of him who were grazing with their heads down.
Who am I?
Where am I?
I am a dignified level 95 Title Douluo!
A favorite of the Pope of Spirit Hall!
How did I end up as a stable boy feeding horses?
And what about the lowest, most menial servant?
"You bastards!"
"This is absolutely outrageous!"
Yue Guan was so angry that he trembled all over, his delicate fingers almost crushing the pitchfork.
A thousand alpacas galloped through his mind.
On the Douluo Continent side, the audience was stunned at first when they saw this scene, and then many people burst into gloating laughter.
"Hahaha! Yue Douluo has gone to feed the horses!"
"This scene is too beautiful for me to look at."
"A titled Douluo has actually fallen to this level. This world of Shrouding the Heavens is really too stingy with its resources!"
"What do you know? Even a seventh-rank official is only a minor official in front of the prime minister, and a stable boy in the Heavenly Court is still a celestial official!"
Although everyone was joking, Yue Guan was, after all, a Title Douluo, a figure standing at the very top of the pyramid in the Douluo Continent.
No one believed he would truly be content to be a stable boy.
This was a Title Douluo!
As long as he didn't encounter a monster like that female swordswoman or a great demon, he could walk around like a madman in a stable.
In the sky.
Yue Guan also came to his senses at this moment.
Feeding horses was impossible; he would never feed horses in his entire life.
He calmed down and began to examine the horses in front of him.
This sight made his heart pound wildly.
Each of these horses was exceptionally magnificent, their bodies covered in dragon-scale-like armor, their manes burning like flames.
With each breath, the white breath exhaled from their nostrils created two deep craters in the ground.
Especially the hay in the manger.
Each blade of grass was crystal clear, radiating an energy fluctuation that made Yue Guan's heart pound.
[end of the chapter]