I have changed my destiny and become an unparalleled immortal.

boom!

The heavy, carved wooden doors of the sleeping quarters were tightly closed, and the isolation array suddenly lit up.

Mo Qianyan had a gentle expression in the courtyard a moment ago, but her expression changed immediately after entering the hall.

She turned around, a cold glint flashing in her usually aloof eyes, and her slender hand shot out like lightning, grabbing Gu Yun's fatal weakness.

"Tell me, have you been seeing another woman behind my back?"

Gu Yun was stunned, gasped, and shook his head: "What woman? How come I don't know anything about her?"

Seeing that they were putting on a good act, Mo Qianyan scoffed, "You two are quite the actors. Tell the truth, or I'll crush you!"

Gu Yun's body tensed, and cold sweat broke out on his back: "I really don't know, can you give me a hint?"

Mo Qianyan was taken aback, bit her red lips, and coldly uttered three words: "Su Wanyin".

Gu Yun's mind went blank.

Su Wanyin?

Wasn't that the little girl he casually saved in Sunset Swamp when he used the Book of Destiny to travel back in time to thirty-one years ago?

Could it be that something happened after time travel triggered a butterfly effect in the present world?

"What happened between her and me? I have no idea."

Gu Yunqiang suppressed his shock and tried his best to sound innocent.

Upon hearing this, Mo Qianyan loosened her grip.

The coldness in her eyes turned into grievance and disappointment. She let go of his hand and sighed.

"Did I do something wrong?"

This usually aloof and decisive Ice and Snow Sword Master was now like a mortal wife, anxious and insecure.

Since abandoning the pursuit of detachment and attaching all her emotions and desires to Gu Yun, she has long since etched Gu Yun into her very bones.

Seeing this, Gu Yun's heart softened, and he quickly pulled her into his arms.

"no!"

He lowered his head and kissed her hair, saying softly, "Qianyan, don't overthink it. Tell me carefully, what exactly has Su Wanyin done? I, Gu Yun, swear to God, you are the only one in my heart for this lifetime."

Mo Qianyan leaned against his strong, hot chest, her eyes slightly red, and gritted her teeth.

"Just a few days after you left, the Cold Moon Palace's intelligence network received news that Su Wanyin, the newly emerging Golden Core stage genius of the Northern Spiritual Domain, known as the Sunset Fairy, has suddenly issued a missing person reward throughout the entire Northern Domain!"

"A reward for finding someone?" Gu Yun raised an eyebrow.

"right!"

Mo Qianyan looked up from his embrace, her cool eyes now filled with scrutiny and sourness.

"She spent a fortune to hang a portrait of a man in major markets and the immortal city. The man in the painting was shirtless, with dark bronze skin, silver hair, and a strange red butterfly mark between his brows..."

Mo Qianyan stared straight at Gu Yun's distinctive silver hair and snorted coldly.

"She announced to the public that the person in the painting was the benefactor she had been searching for for thirty-one years. Thirty-one years ago, in the Sunset Swamp, it was this benefactor who shielded her from the heavenly tribulation of the Devouring Toad with his own body, and also bestowed upon her the essence blood of the toad, which gave her the foundation for cultivating immortality."

At this point, Mo Qianyan angrily reached out and pinched Gu Yun's waist hard.

"Thirty-one years ago! Gu Yun, explain yourself! Thirty-one years ago, you were just an eighty-year-old mortal in the Great Jin Dynasty, without even a sense of qi! But the person in that portrait clearly looks exactly like you now! Don't tell me you can do some kind of clone technique, or that you have another twin brother!"

Gu Yun winced in pain, inwardly groaning.

This "Book of Changes in Destiny" is indeed adept at altering cause and effect, but the timeline is simply outrageous to outsiders!

Thirty-one years ago, I was clearly an old man, but in the time travel, I used my current body.

In Mo Qianyan's eyes, this was simply a supernatural event that transcended time and space. No matter how she looked at it, it seemed as if she had secretly done something shameful behind her back.

But he couldn't reveal all the secrets of the Book of Destiny. This thing involved the laws of heaven, and if it were leaked, it would be a disaster for Qianyan and her son.

Gu Yun's mind raced, and he pulled Mo Qianyan even tighter, sighing.

"Qianyan, if I told you that even I don't know what happened, would you believe me?"

Mo Qianyan was slightly taken aback. Looking at his serious expression, the jealousy in her eyes faded a little.

"You really don't know?"

"I slept for eighteen years in the silent wooden coffin of the Cangyuan Secret Realm, and my soul was once trapped in a chaotic and hazy void."

Gu Yun gave a half-true, half-false excuse, his tone deep and serious.

"In that void, I seemed to have a very long dream, a dream in which I was fighting against a lightning tribulation in a swamp, and casually swatted a giant toad to death. But I swear, it was just a dream to me. I didn't even see what that little girl looked like, let alone have any connection with her!"

He lowered his head, his gaze fixed intently on Mo Qianyan.

"Perhaps it's a strange twist of fate, but that wisp of my soul's projection from my dream happened to land in Sunset Swamp thirty-one years ago. But whatever the reason, it was all an accident in the past. I, Gu Yun, am right here in front of you, living and breathing. Don't you believe me?"

As Mo Qianyan listened to his strong heartbeat and felt his familiar scent, her grievances vanished.

The world of cultivation is full of wonders. While things like spacetime turbulence and divine soul projection are rare, compared to Gu Yun's resurrection, it seems plausible that some bizarre things would happen.

"Su Wanyin has now made her statement."

Mo Qianyan clutched Gu Yun's collar, her tone carrying a barely perceptible hint of sourness.

"If only our benefactor would show himself, she would gladly offer herself as a golden-core cultivator, serving him as a servant for life, or even becoming his Daoist partner, to repay this debt of gratitude. She's a young and beautiful fairy now, aren't you tempted?"

"Seriously?"

Gu Yun waved his hand dismissively, his face full of disdain.

"I've already used the Holy Maiden of the Joyful Union Sect and the demoness of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect as fertilizer, why would I care about another Golden Core? In my entire life, I, Gu Yun, will only live off your money, Mo Qianyan!"

These crude yet straightforward words of love instantly flushed Mo Qianyan's fair and icy face.

"vulgar..."

She gave a soft spit, but her eyes were already full of tenderness.

"So be it, it's crude."

Gu Yun chuckled, then suddenly flipped over, pinning the high and mighty Ice and Snow Sword Master to the soft couch in the bedroom.

He lowered his head, leaned close to her ear, and spoke in a low, husky voice.

"However, as soon as Fairy Mo entered the door, she seized on my fatal weakness and even tried to crush me... I was extremely frightened."

Gu Yun's scarlet eyes were dangerous and burning: "As the Palace Master of Hanyue Palace, shouldn't you make it up to me?"

Feeling the intense, primal masculinity emanating from him, like that of an ancient, ferocious beast, Mo Qianyan's heart suddenly raced, and her breathing became rapid. She symbolically pushed against his hard, iron-like chest, then turned her head away, her voice barely audible:

"The formation... is activated..."

Gu Yun laughed loudly, and with a sudden swing of his muscular, dark bronze arm, the candlelight in the bedchamber went out.

"Then I beg you, fairy, to aid my cultivation!"

late at night.

Outside the Peak of Heartbreak, the wind and snow continued, but inside the palace, spring was in full bloom, completely casting aside that absurd cause and effect that spanned thirty-one years.

The next morning, the snowfall on Tai Shang Jue Qing Peak seemed to have softened a bit.

In the sleeping hall, a warm fragrance floats quietly.

Mo Qianyan nestled in Gu Yun's arms, her sleeping face serene.

This Ice and Snow Sword Master, who usually commands respect throughout the Cangbei Spiritual Domain, has now let down his guard. His long eyelashes cast faint shadows on his fair cheeks, and a faint smile of satisfaction lingers at the corners of his mouth.

Gu Yun leaned against the jade pillow, but couldn't fall asleep.

He gently played with Mo Qianyan's smooth, long hair with one hand, his gaze fixed on the void, his mind churning with turmoil.

Recalling the sudden interrogation last night, Gu Yun felt a lingering fear.

"This is terrifying..."

Gu Yun gasped inwardly.

Thirty-one years ago, in that Sunset Swamp, I only went to that remote place to test the ability of the Book of Destiny to reverse time, and did such an obscure thing.

I casually saved someone, thinking it was just a random person I was saving, and exchanged a few words with them.

Who could have imagined that, after thirty-one years, such a profound cause and effect would still have occurred!

The mortal girl he casually saved not only didn't die, but instead carved out a bloody path in this cruel world of cultivation, becoming the renowned Golden Core stage Sunset Fairy.

Now, they are even going so far as to offer a reward all over the world to find their benefactor.

If it weren't for Qianyan's deep affection for me, any other suspicious Daoist partner would probably have drawn their Snow Jade Sword and fought me to the death last night, instead of helping me cultivate in bed.

"It seems I absolutely cannot use this ability to reverse time so casually in the future."

Gu Yun took a deep breath, his eyes extremely solemn.

The butterfly effect of the laws of spacetime is completely uncontrollable; the slightest tug on a string can unleash a raging storm in the present world. This trump card, prone to generating unpredictable changes, is truly a double-edged sword.

"This time it was just a misunderstanding caused by a romantic entanglement. But if next time I mistakenly kill a key figure in the past, or interfere in an event that affects the fate of the world... I might even kill the people around me or myself!"

He turned to look at his sleeping wife in his arms, and then thought of his chubby-faced son, Gu Chengfeng, in the yard.

He is no longer the carefree old man he once was. He has a family now, and a weakness; he can't afford to gamble with the lives of his wife and children on the uncertainties of time.

"But we'll have to be more careful from now on."

Gu Yun stared at the blood-red butterfly mark in his mind and secretly made up his mind.

"If there's a really bad situation where I need to use this ability to travel through time, then I absolutely can't go with this original face anymore. It's best to wear a mask to cover my appearance. Only by completely transforming myself into a ghost that doesn't exist in the past or future can I prevent some avoidable karmic entanglements."

Once Gu Yun understood this, the huge weight in his heart finally lifted.

He gently withdrew his arm, tucked the brocade quilt around Mo Qianyan, draped a wide blue robe over her shoulders, and pushed open the door to leave the bedroom.

In the yard, the snow was trampled into a mess.

Gu Chengfeng was shirtless and sweating profusely as he practiced horse stance in the snow.

Meanwhile, the little yellow dog that had hatched from the dark gold egg was biting Gu Chengfeng's trouser leg tightly, making threatening growling sounds in its throat, and desperately pulling him back.

"Dad! You're awake!"

Seeing Gu Yun come out, Gu Chengfeng felt as if he had been granted a pardon and kicked the little yellow dog that was like a leech away.

"Woof!"

The little yellow dog rolled around in the snow twice, shook off the snow, and was about to lash out when it looked up and met Gu Yun's deep, scarlet eyes. It immediately whimpered, tucked its tail between its legs, and obediently scurried to the corner of the courtyard wall, hugging a stone and pretending to be dead.

It both coveted Gu Yun's presence and felt an instinctive fear of it.

"This little thing has an astonishing appetite; yesterday, it ate half of the refined iron in the black iron mine behind the mountain."

Gu Chengfeng complained with a bitter face, "Father, what exactly is it?"

Gu Yun squinted at the seemingly harmless little mongrel in the corner.

"If it could come out of the Azure Abyss Secret Realm, and it was just an ordinary dog, I would have swallowed this Heartless Peak whole."

Gu Yun sneered, "Don't worry about it. Since it likes to eat iron and spiritual herbs, let it eat them. As long as it doesn't eat people, just keep it as a punching bag to test your patience."

Gu Chengfeng sighed, just as he was about to continue practicing his skills.

Just then, a sharp whooshing sound suddenly came from mid-air!

A female steward from Hanyue Palace landed anxiously on her sword, disregarding the prohibition of Taishang Jueqing Peak, and knelt on one knee outside the courtyard gate.

"Elder! Has the Palace Master emerged from seclusion? There's an emergency outside the mountain gate!"

Gu Yun's eyes narrowed, and he said in a deep voice, "What's the matter? Qian Yan is still resting. Tell me what's wrong."

Now, everyone in the Cold Moon Palace knows that this seemingly ordinary body cultivator, Senior Gu, is the lifeblood of their Palace Master and the killing god from eighteen years ago.

The female deacon swallowed hard and said urgently, "A huge cloud-piercing flying ship has arrived outside the mountain gate, bearing the banner of the Golden Sun Sect. The leader... the leader is none other than the Sunset Fairy Su Wanyin, who has recently risen to fame in the Cangbei Spiritual Domain!"

"What?!"

Gu Yun's eyelids twitched violently. He had just made a mental vow to guard against karma, and now this karma had come right to his doorstep?!

"What's she doing here?"

Gu Yun frowned. Could it be that this little girl, relying on the trace of energy he left behind thirty-one years ago, had followed the clues and found Hanyue Palace?

"Fairy Su did not charge into the battle formation, but rather delivered a visiting card."

The female steward quickly explained, "She said she had heard of the renowned Ice and Snow Sword Master of our Cold Moon Palace and specially prepared lavish gifts to pay her respects. But... on her flying boat, there was also a huge portrait of a missing person with a reward hanging high, saying that she wanted to post missing person notices throughout our Cold Moon Palace territory, using our sect's intelligence network to find her... benefactor."

The female deacon swallowed hard.

"I believe the portrait is of you, Elder..."

Gu Yun's lips twitched uncontrollably.

This stubborn little girl actually posted a missing person notice at her own wife's sect headquarters?!

If Qianyan were to greet her, and she looked up and saw that the man in the portrait looked exactly like her husband, the scene... was too beautiful for Gu Yun to even imagine.