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Transcending the Nine Heavens

Chapter 646: Sister Xiao Miao, I'm back! 🎉【Three Updates!】

Published: March 8, 2025

Gu Duxing let out a long howl and suddenly leaped into the air: "Tu Qianhao, if you have a next life, I, Gu Duxing, will bow to you eight times in gratitude! I will help you establish your reputation in the Nine Heavens! Farewell!"

"The people from the Tu Family, I am waiting for you to come find me to avenge Tu Qianhao!"

In a flash, like a bolt of lightning, Gu Duxing's figure soared into the mountain pass, and in another blink, he disappeared without a trace!

Behind him, the remaining fourth rank imperial throne let out a terrible scream, his body suddenly fragmented in an instant! Blood splattered from him, his face filled with extreme disbelief and shock as he slowly fell to the ground.

"Gu Duxing!" one of the thrones shouted in anger, "You can leave, but why..."

Before he could finish his sentence, another person covered his mouth: "Are you stupid? Gu Duxing just saved our lives! Do you think that after he leaves, this elder council will be so kind as to let us return to report?"

"Why?" that person asked in confusion.

"When the two elders came, they said they would definitely kill Gu Duxing no matter what; when the young master left that message, they both resolutely opposed it; just now, they were even inciting the crowd..."

The nearby person said heavily, "Now that the young master is gone, how will those two be willing to go back and report obediently? You must know that Young Master Tian secretly gave them a lot of Amethyst, I saw it with my own eyes!"

"Are you saying they colluded with the Tian Family?" another person asked in surprise.

"I don't know, but this needs to be reported to the patriarch! We are not afraid of death, but if we fight Gu Duxing today, we certainly won't have anyone alive to return. But the young master's final words must be conveyed to the family! If the family wants to find Gu Duxing for revenge, we can just follow them out and risk our lives!"

"Yes! First, send the young master back!"

The remaining thirteen people discussed this, collecting the seven corpses, and finally made a stretcher to carefully place Tu Qianhao's upright body on it. They then lifted it and hurried away.

After a long time, Gu Duxing's figure flashed and reappeared at the same spot, gazing into the distance at the figures leaving, murmuring, "Tu Qianhao... Tu Qianhao... What a pity..."

Then he turned around and walked forward step by step. Passing through the mountain pass and looking at the lush greenery in the distance, suddenly his chest felt warm, and a beautiful figure appeared in his mind, instantly igniting a passionate impulse.

This impulse completely erased the sadness brought by Tu Qianhao's death!

Sister Xiao Miao! I’m back!

I once told you that I would ascend to imperial level and lead the Gu Family to glory!

I also said that I would reach imperial level, rescue you, and marry you, making you my wife!

Gu Duxing let out a long howl and took off running! He felt his heart getting hotter and hotter, until it was almost boiling! His heart felt so hot that it seemed like it was going to burn through his skin and burst out.

He even had the urge to strip off his shirt and madly charge home against the strong wind!

He ran faster and faster, eventually rushing forward like a hurricane sweeping across the land, constantly howling as he raced like the wind towards the Gu Family!

Sister Xiao Miao, I’m back!

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In the inner courtyard of the Gu Family, in the garden, by the lotus pond.

The pond was full of lotus flowers, blooming beautifully in the autumn breeze, releasing their fragrance. These lotus flowers were actually an exotic lotus, blooming in September's cold wind, contrary to the usual June blooms.

In the center gazebo.

A young girl, graceful and poised, with her hair tied up elegantly, sat on a stool with needle and thread in hand, seemingly embroidering.

In front of her, in the pond beside the gazebo, two Autumn Breeze White Jade Lotuses were blooming brilliantly. The celestial literature of the lotus had traveled dozens of miles, reaching their ears, growing closer by the moment.