Chapter 410: Little Gu, Thinking Of Him

The night was still as the bright moon flickered behind the flowing clouds.

Above a mountain peak shaped like a ghost face, a dark mountain rock slowly floated under the impetus of spiritual energy.

On the rock stood a nearly thirty-story six-sided pagoda. It was the "**Nine Ghosts City**" of the ***Ghost Spirit*** Sect's leader.

At this moment, there was singing and dancing in the pagoda, and the Elders of the ***Ghost Spirit*** Sect were sitting at the banquet table, toasting their glasses and chatting.

Gu Mingxin, wearing a purple sect uniform, sat in a corner seat. Since the banquet started, she had been drinking alone.

Apart from the fact that she did not like such crowded and lively scenes, another reason was that ever since she entered the banquet hall with Fu Yuanhua and He Jiming, many ***Ghost Spirit*** Sect disciples attending the banquet had been secretly discussing her.

"Is that the personal disciple of the Patriarch Gu? Shall we go up and propose a toast?"

"Forget it, haven't you heard about what happened the other day? It was said that she might be fornicating with an immortal cultivator. It seems that previously, in the **Northern Region**, because she exposed the whereabouts of many of her fellow disciples from the six demonic sects, they ended up being killed by the **Cold Country** for the most part..."

...

Although Gu Mingxin didn't care much about what others said about her, it was still uncomfortable hearing these words.

She was the only one who came back to the ***Heavenly Demon*** Sect, and she was the only one who knew about the situation at that time. She explained to the others that a person named Ye Anping had framed her, but so what?

Who would believe her?

A mere *Core Formation* stage Young Master relied on scheming to deliver nearly a thousand demonic cultivators into the *Snow Guards*' hands?!

Gu Mingxin still couldn't figure out how Ye Anping knew in advance about the demonic cultivators' plan to invade the **Northern Region**.

The only possible explanation was that someone tipped him off, but who?

"..."

As the wine went down her throat, she gradually became drunk.

Gu Mingxin raised her wine glass bitterly, thinking that she would drink more and then leave the scene with the excuse of being drunk before going back to rest and gather her energy.

However, just as she raised her glass again and was about to drink, Fu Yuanhua, who was at the table beside her, grabbed her wrist and pushed the glass back onto the table.

"Miss Gu, drink less. Ghost Patriarch has looked at you several times, why don't you take the initiative to toast him?"

"Elder Fu, they say that I'm having an affair with an immortal cultivator... If I'm going to propose a toast, aren't I asking for trouble?"

"Those are just gossips. The more you avoid it, the more others suspect you. As the saying goes, if you're standing upright, don't worry if your shadow is crooked. Only you know whether you have an affair with an immortal cultivator or not."

Gu Mingxin looked sideways, frowning. "Does a demonic cultivator have a shadow that is not crooked?"

Fu Yuanhua sighed when she heard this and said no more.

He Jiming, who was sitting on the other side of Fu Yuanhua, looked over and smirked.

"Sister Gu, Elder Fu is right. You are the direct disciple of Patriarch Gu. If you don't toast to Patriarch Ghost at his banquet, it would be impolite."

Gu Mingxin glanced at the Seven Ghost Tomb, who was wearing a ghost mask, and found that he was looking at her now. When their eyes met, it was obvious that he wanted her to come over and toast.

She had no excuses now, so she picked up the wine glass reluctantly.

However, just as Gu Mingxin stood up, a ***Ghost Spirit*** Sect disciple rushed in from outside the banquet hall and headed straight for Seven Ghost Tomb.

Running in such a hurry at this time, something must have happened.

Gu Mingxin hesitated for a while, then sat down again.

The very next moment, within the noisy banquet hall, a somewhat piercing male voice rang out. "Reporting to Patriarch! Elder Xu Chi's soul jade tablet revealed the appearance of a fox spirit, then the jade shattered into pieces."

As soon as the words fell, the musicians holding zithers and pipa immediately stopped playing, and the dancers in the center of the banquet hall also hurriedly bowed before walking off the stage one by one.

The entire banquet hall was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Then, there were whispers. "Elder Xu was killed by the Demon King?"

"That's unlikely. Demonic cultivators and beasts aren't as incompatible as with the immortals. If Elder Xu hadn't angered the Demon King, the Demon King wouldn't have had a reason to kill him."

"That's right. The Demon King doesn't have any grudges with the ***Ghost Spirit*** Sect."

...

Gu Mingxin listened to these few words and immediately figured out what happened, but she thought it was none of her business, so she just continued to drink alone.

Fu Yuanhua murmured with a frown. "Xu Chi has fallen. This is not right..."

Seeing her serious expression, He Jiming wiped out his smirk and asked in confusion, "Elder Fu, what do you mean?"

"Xu Chi was sent to negotiate with the ***Demon Clan***. His main purpose was to cut off the escape route of the Eastern Wall *Justice Division*. The beasts don't like the ***Imperial*** Sect, so there's no reason for them to fight with demonic cultivators to protect the *Justice Division*. Besides, they have no use for the entire **Central Region**. Giving us the Eastern Great Wall in exchange for some resources is a win-win situation."

"So, the peace talks failed?"

"Not only." Fu Yuanhua shook her head slightly. "If the peace talks only failed, the Demon King wouldn't have killed Xu Chi directly. Xu Chi is an Elder of the ***Ghost Spirit*** Sect with a stable temperament. He should know not to anger the Demon King. There may be a third party involved in this matter..."

A third party causing trouble?

Gu Mingxin paused drinking after hearing Elder Fu's conclusion.

She didn't know why, but the handsome young man with deep purple eyes immediately appeared in her mind.

"Is it him?"

Gu Mingxin unconsciously muttered, causing Fu Yuanhua to turn around and ask, "Miss Gu, who are you referring to?"

He Jiming let out a barking laugh. "Oh~~ The person Sister Gu is thinking of, could it be that... Ye Pingan?"

"Yes, that's what I think..." Gu Mingxin glared back. "And, his name is Ye Anping, not Ye Pingan."

"Oh~~ Ye Anping." He Jiming shrugged and spread his hands. "I don't know whether this Ye Anping was fabricated or is really someone as powerful as you said. A *Core Formation* stage cultivator who could actually influence the peace talks between the ***Ghost Spirit*** Sect Elder, a cultivator in the late *Nascent Soul* stage, and the Demon King, heh."

"Heh..." Gu Mingxin sneered. *When you see him, you may not even know how you died.*

Then again, perhaps it was because most people basically lost their lives by the time they realized his power, and that's why, to this day, he was still unknown among demonic cultivators.

Otherwise, how come no one in the demonic sects had heard of such a person from the Immortal Family...

As she thought about it, Gu Mingxin began to feel some anticipation.

If Ye Anping went to the Eastern Great Wall, would they meet again?

Previously in the **Northern Region**, she and Ye Anping had not yet decided who was the winner, as they were disrupted by the sudden appearance of Jiang Mojiao.

Gu Mingxin seemed to have returned to that snowy day when she was fighting with Yu Die and Ye Anping.

He was really cool~~

If I see him again...

I must catch him!

Absolutely...