The Charismatic Shen Tianyin

Gu Jinghong issued a decree, officially revealing Qin Gou’s secret identity as the sect’s top seed. Coincidentally, Gu Feiyan’s birthday was approaching, and on that day, a joint funeral for Gu Feiyan and Qin Gou would be held.

All disciples of the Seed Demon Holy Sect were required to attend and mourn. The ceremony to appoint the next Young Master was postponed to a later date, following the funeral.

It was almost certain that Gu Xunhe would smoothly ascend to the position of Young Master.

—

In the hunter’s cabin, Gu Feiyan had just finished meditating when she glanced at Qin Gou, who was still diligently infusing spiritual energy into the small mirror. With a soft voice, she said, “Little Qin, tell me another joke. Make it a good one this time; I’m tired of the others.”

Qin Gou thought for a moment before saying, “They say girls with big butts are smarter.”

Gu Feiyan blinked, then chuckled. “By that logic, I must be one of the smartest girls around, huh?”

Qin Gou nodded with a grin, his eyes lighting up as he toyed with the ornate mirror. “I think it’s about time.”

“What are you planning now?” Gu Feiyan asked, her curious eyes sparkling.

Qin Gou pulled out a small transparent vial containing a bit of blood from his spatial ring. “Guess what this is?”

“Some unlucky guy’s blood.”

“It’s Gu Yinjiao’s blood,” Qin Gou said with a mischievous smirk.

Gu Feiyan tapped her forehead, her expression serious. “Note to self: if I ever spar with you, I must never let a single drop of my blood fall into your hands. Otherwise, I’m doomed.”

Over the past few days, Gu Feiyan had learned about some of the terrifying abilities of the Dreamwalker Lantern. While it couldn’t cause physical harm, it allowed Qin Gou to do whatever he pleased within the dream world he controlled.

—

Dripping the blood onto the lantern’s paper shade, Qin Gou watched the eerie blue flame flicker and said, “I’m going to have a little chat with your second brother. Be right back.”

“I’d like to talk to him too,” Gu Feiyan said, her eyes flashing coldly.

“No problem. Give me a drop of your blood, and I’ll make sure you can experience breathtaking landscapes every day, even while stuck here. Life will never be boring,” Qin Gou teased.

“And I’ll get to enjoy some ‘quality time’ with you in the dream world, right?” Gu Feiyan added with a playful wink.

Qin Gou frowned, feigning righteousness. “You have such a dirty mind.”

“Stop joking around. I’ll be here guarding you,” Gu Feiyan said, stifling a laugh.

—

Shen Tianyin appeared alone in the familiar grand hall, surprised to find himself without his usual companions like Cao Yilin.

“Lord Cthulhu,” Shen Tianyin said respectfully, bowing deeply toward Qin Gou, who sat behind a veil of gray mist on the throne.

“Are you curious why you alone were summoned this time?” Qin Gou’s voice was emotionless, carrying the weight of an ancient deity.

“Lord Cthulhu is wise,” Shen Tianyin replied reverently.

“It’s because you were the most outstanding among the last group of reincarnators. I’ve prepared a special mission for you. If you succeed, I will grant you a wish. Whatever it is, I will do my best to fulfill it.”

Hearing this, Shen Tianyin’s eyes sparkled with excitement. “I am willing to serve you with my life, Lord Cthulhu!”

“State your wish now, so I can see if it’s within my power,” Qin Gou said.

Without hesitation, Shen Tianyin said, “I want the technique called Heavenly Movement Skill from the Reincarnation Mall. I’ve read its description carefully. Even someone with poor talent can achieve greatness with it. It’s perfect for me.”

“Oh? The one worth 150,000 reincarnation points? Excellent choice. If you complete this mission, I will reward you with the full set of Heavenly Movement Skill manuals,” Qin Gou said, his eyes narrowing slightly behind the mist.

“Thank you, Lord Cthulhu!” Shen Tianyin’s face flushed with excitement.

—

“In a moment, I will summon a high-ranking figure from your world to this hall. Your mission is to assist him in rising to power while securing a position for yourself within the Seed Demon Holy Sect.”

“What? Is the person you’re summoning also a prominent figure in the Seed Demon Holy Sect? I understand!” Shen Tianyin replied, nodding eagerly without further questions.

—

With a wave of Qin Gou’s hand, a burly, bald man materialized beside Shen Tianyin.

“Where is this? Who are you people?!” Gu Yinjiao demanded, his posture defensive and his tone hostile.

“Shen Tianyin, explain it to him,” Qin Gou said indifferently.

Shen Tianyin’s eyes gleamed as he bowed respectfully. “Second Young Master, allow me to explain…”

Thanks to the incident with Gu Feiyan, Shen Tianyin had become familiar with the sect’s hierarchy and recognized Gu Yinjiao immediately.

After listening to Shen Tianyin’s lengthy explanation about the Reincarnation World and Lord Cthulhu, Gu Yinjiao sneered. “What nonsense! Do you think you can fool me with such childish lies? You must have a death wish!”

Shen Tianyin glanced at Qin Gou, his expression calm but playful. “Lord Cthulhu, it seems the Second Young Master doesn’t believe me.”

With a flick of Qin Gou’s sleeve, Gu Yinjiao vanished, sent into a deeper layer of the dream world to experience the so-called Reincarnation World firsthand.

—

Moments later, Gu Yinjiao reappeared, his legs missing and his body lying in a pool of blood. He screamed in agony, “Help! Someone help me!”

Shen Tianyin’s eyes widened in shock. Only now did he realize that the life-and-death struggles he and others had endured in the Reincarnation World were mere moments in the hands of Lord Cthulhu’s overwhelming power. Awestruck, he fell to his knees in reverence.

Regaining his composure, Shen Tianyin turned to the pitiful Gu Yinjiao and said with an air of calm authority, “Lord Cthulhu, as a newcomer, the Second Young Master should be granted one free body restoration. Please have mercy on him.”