I am just a mortal, why do you all worship me as a saint?

It looked like there was a demonic mark on Su Jinxi's lower abdomen.

As for what this actually means, Gu Heng had no idea.

Although he wasn't completely ignorant about cultivation, after all, he himself had an uncertain level of cultivation, but due to amnesia and a lack of common sense, he certainly didn't know how to give guidance.

In particular, they do not understand how to cultivate in all the heavens and myriad worlds.

"This demon god embryo has become one with me."

"I tried to communicate with it through blood, and although I cannot fully refine it yet, I have gained some unexpected benefits."

As she finished speaking, the void behind her rippled slightly, and nine faint trails of shadow appeared!

Each trailing shadow was a different color and had a completely different aura. Although they were just phantoms, they already exuded a terrifying pressure!

"The demon god embryo is purifying my bloodline."

Su Jinxi retracted her shadow, her eyebrows curving upwards. "I can sense that if this thing is completely refined, it will become... an even more ancient existence, closer to the source."

Gu Heng's eyes narrowed.

He has some understanding of what is older, but what does it mean to be closer to the source?

"To be honest, I've never heard of this treasure before."

Su Jinxi tilted her head and thought carefully: "When I was in the Demon Race Civilization Alliance, I never heard of any 'Demon God'. Each of the dozen or so civilizations had its own supreme god."

"Then where did this demon god embryo come from?"

Gu Heng could only shake his head at this.

He wouldn't understand; he's lost his memory.

But it must be very important, otherwise I wouldn't have bothered with it.

The atmosphere relaxed again, and although the slight awkwardness had not completely dissipated, it was at least no longer stagnant.

The two chatted for a while about their connection to the Demon God's Embryo and some subtle changes in the capital recently. Even though Su Jinxi was staying in the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion, her keen senses as a demon could detect some unusual auras.

Before we knew it, the sun was already beginning to set in the west.

"Alright, let's not disturb Brother Gu's peace and quiet any longer."

Su Jinxi stood up, stretched, revealing her graceful curves, but this time she didn't deliberately tease Gu Heng anymore, as if she had turned back into that obedient yet slightly temperamental demon cat.

"I need to go back to my seclusion now; I feel like the bottleneck is loosening up a bit."

"Go ahead, cultivation is important, but don't be too eager for quick results," Gu Heng advised.

"Know it."

Su Jinxi waved her hand, turned and took a few steps, then suddenly turned back and smiled sweetly at Gu Heng, her cat-like eyes gleaming golden in the afterglow of the setting sun. "Brother Gu, I won't take back what I just said. However, I'll wait until you feel it's 'appropriate'."

Before Gu Heng could react, she flashed with light and transformed back into the elegant and agile nine-lived demon cat with snow-white fur, leaping lightly onto the pavilion railing.

She turned around, meowed, and then vanished into the depths of the flower bushes as a white shadow.

Gu Heng stared blankly in the direction she disappeared, and after a long while, he shook his head and smiled bitterly.

He cast his gaze towards the towering Fortune-Observing Platform in the distance; the aura of fortune atop the tower seemed to have thinned slightly compared to the past few days. A storm was brewing, the date of the divine sacrifice was drawing near, and Gu Ce should have more concrete news by now.

Personal emotional entanglements seem so insignificant in the face of the impending storm.

Gu Heng suppressed the slight ripple in his heart, lay back in the chair, and closed his eyes. The cool touch of holding Su Jinxi's jade-like body seemed to linger on his fingers, along with her faint fragrance.

The road ahead is long, let's take it one step at a time.

……

The highest point of the observation platform.

Qin Yiyao opened her eyes again.

"You can't calm down."

Beside him, Gu Ce's voice sounded somewhat heavy.

His face appeared unusually calm, his eyes fixed on her with a scrutinizing gaze.

"I have concerns."

Qin Yiyao did not avoid his gaze; instead, she raised her head slightly, her stubbornness revealing a hint of indifference.

What concerns are there?

"It's related to my master, but it has nothing to do with you."

Her attitude was quite indifferent.

Qin Yiyao knew that although she was not as open-minded as her master, she did not think there was anything wrong with her.

They just can't calm down.

Her gaze unconsciously drifted towards the flower pavilion, even though it was quite far away and she couldn't see anything there. She wisely refrained from directing her spiritual sense in that direction.

Although she didn't need to see it with her own eyes, Qin Yiyao was quite clear about what kind of scene she would see.

She could guess it all... the way Su Jinxi transformed into a cat and leaped into her master's arms, the light gleaming in the cat's eyes, and the gentle expression on her master's face when he raised his hand to stroke her.

"That seductive cat is deliberately getting close to Master."

This thought, like a fine thorn, pierced Qin Yiyao's heart.

Not deep.

But that was enough to distract her.

The Nine-Lives Demon Cat clan is naturally alluring, and Su Jinxi is the best among them. Even Qin Yiyao had to admit that her appearance and figure after transformation were extremely seductive.

If there's one place she feels threatened from, it's Su Jinxi.

This threat is not something she can easily eliminate as her strength increases.

Qin Yiyao took a deep breath, trying to suppress her distracting thoughts.

But Gu Ce seemed to have seen through her thoughts.

"Your master has his own reasons."

Gu Ce's voice was calm and even: "Instead of being restless here, it's better to focus on the task at hand."

He didn't quite understand what kind of relationship was brewing between the master and disciple, but it certainly wasn't the kind that a normal master and disciple relationship should have.

This is actually quite special.

Logically speaking, after ascending to the myriad realms, romantic feelings between men and women become irrelevant, even meaningless, to the masses.

Especially as one's cultivation level increases, and one can increasingly feel the boundlessness and mystery of this world, as well as the extreme difficulty of the path, it becomes even harder to think about those base emotions belonging to "desire" from the depths of one's heart.

For cultivators, family background, kinship, and love are all unimportant.

Nothing can withstand the erosion of time.

The only thing that can be called immortal is the path of Tao!

Those everyday romances and the emotional entanglements passed down through bloodlines will eventually become meaningless, insignificant, and not worth remembering.

What good are even the deepest bonds of love?

An era has passed.

All of that has become a thing of the past.

What difference would it make if it went on for a longer period, even several eras?

These seven emotions and six desires are acceptable, but their absence has no impact whatsoever.

Only those cultivators who have just ascended from the lower realm would care about this, but someone like Gu Heng should not care about this at all.

"Your master has his own reasons."

Gu Ce's voice was calm and even, "Instead of being restless here, it's better to focus on the task at hand."

Qin Yiyao took a deep breath.

She had to admit that the imperial advisor was right.

Who Master associates with and how he associates with them is his business.

No matter how much she cared or how vigilant she was, she couldn't make decisions for her master. The only thing she could do was to seize the power her master had given her and make herself stronger, strong enough to protect what she cherished in any eventuality.

Upon realizing this, the anxiety and resentment in my heart cooled down quickly, as if doused with ice water.

She closed her eyes again, trying to banish all distracting thoughts from her mind.

All that was in front of him was that black and gold banner.

It's time to establish a deeper connection with the God Emperor's Battle Formation.