After nine lifetimes of reincarnation, the yandere villainous heroine descends.

Early the next morning.

The gloomy sky seemed to have had a thin membrane torn away by an invisible hand, and the dawn inside couldn't wait to reveal itself, spreading wildly across the entire horizon.

The light of dawn shone through the faint milky white mist that filled the air, making the mist seem to be edged with gold, with wisps of cold air mixed in.

In the room at this moment, Luo Shisan's alluring body, revealing her spring-like skin, was like a resilient vine, using all its strength to tightly wrap around Shen Shuchou's body without any gaps.

His posture suggested that if he relaxed even slightly, Shen Shuchou would vanish instantly the moment he opened his eyes.

Apart from the two of them, no one else knew what exactly happened last night.

But the deathly pale face of Shen Shuchou in Luo Shisan's arms was enough to explain everything.

Just as the two were immersed in a sweet dream, heavy footsteps came from outside the Luo residence.

The footsteps, like muffled thunder, shattered the tranquility of the early morning.

A large group of cultivators clad in gleaming armor arrived at the location.

They stood tall and imposing, their identities being none other than the undisputed number one fighting force in this Holy Dynasty—the Divine Martial Army.

Every single person who can join the Divine Martial Army possesses unparalleled strength.

They have undergone countless trials and tribulations, emerging victorious from numerous life-or-death situations, before they were qualified to become members of this elite team.

Today is the appointed time for Luo Shisan to leave the Holy World Imperial City, and they have been ordered to come and meet him.

Just as the leader raised his hand, intending to knock on the door, another figure hurriedly arrived at the scene.

Upon seeing the newcomer, the leader frowned slightly, a hint of doubt flashing across his face, but then he said respectfully, "Your Highness, Seventh Prince."

The person who arrived was none other than Luo Qingchuan, dressed in a flowing Taoist robe.

"You can go back now! I will take Thirteen Sister away myself."

Luo Qingchuan spoke calmly and casually, as if he were talking about something trivial.

"Seventh Prince, this is the Holy Emperor's order."

The leader stammered, his voice tinged with embarrassment and nervousness.

"I was just about to visit my elder brother anyway, and since I'm on the way, you can head out first."

Luo Qingchuan responded nonchalantly, his expression quite casual.

"Can......"

The leader of the Divine Martial Army looked conflicted and was about to say something, but was interrupted by Luo Qingchuan's next words.

"If Father Emperor or my elder brother ask, just say that I, Luo Qingchuan, took them away."

A hint of impatience appeared on Luo Qingchuan's face, and his tone became urgent.

Upon hearing this!

The Shenwu Army knew it was inappropriate to say anything more, so they respectfully took their leave and then left in an orderly fashion.

After the Divine Martial Army left, Luo Qingchuan slowly reached out and gently knocked on the door.

The time it takes for an incense stick to burn quickly passed.

Luo Shisan, dressed in a white robe, appeared before Luo Qingchuan, accompanied by Shen Shuchou, who was dressed in black.

Seeing Shen Shuchou, whose face was as pale as paper, standing next to Luo Shisan, Luo Qingchuan's expression instantly turned strange, and it was unclear what he was thinking.

With his keen eyes, he immediately saw through the crisscrossing bloodstains and bruises under Shen Shuchou's black clothes.

Although Luo Qingchuan was full of doubts and did not understand what had happened, he did not ask any questions.

"When do we set off?"

Luo Shisan said softly.

Upon seeing Luo Qingchuan's arrival, she knew in her heart that it was time to set off.

"Are you planning to take him with you?"

Luo Qingchuan pointed at Shen Shuchou and asked.

"He is my brother; wherever I go, he is there too."

Luo Shisan's expression was calm as still water, his tone indifferent yet resolute, as if this was an unquestionable matter.

"No! You absolutely cannot take him away!"

Before Luo Qingchuan could speak, a cold, furious voice came from the side.

Immediately afterwards, Leng Chaozhi, supported by Qingyu, hurried over.

Her body trembled slightly, each step seemingly fueled by raging anger.

When they saw Shen Shuchou, who was emaciated and pale as frost.

The heartache in Leng Chaozhi's eyes instantly turned into a surging anger, like a volcano about to erupt, which could no longer be contained.

It's been a whole month! Shen Shuchou has been ruthlessly locked in that small, cramped room by Luo Shisan.

During this seemingly endless, suffocating month, Leng Chaozhi was extremely anxious and tried countless times to enter that room with a heart full of worry and anxiety.

However, each time, Luo Shisan forcefully stopped him in an extremely rude and brutal manner.

Leng Chaozhi racked her brains but still couldn't understand how the former Luo Shisan had become such a cold, ruthless, and unfamiliar person.

What caused this once inseparable brother and sister to drift to this point?

But no matter what, Shen Shuchou was like her own child in Leng Chaozhi's heart, so precious and unique.

Seeing him in such a distraught state, Leng Chaozhi felt as if her heart was being pierced by countless needles, and how could she not feel heartbroken and on the verge of collapse?

No matter what, she would never allow Luo Shisan to take him away.

Leng Chaozhi hurriedly walked up to Luo Shisan, her outstretched hand trembling slightly as she tried to pull Shen Shuchou, who was standing next to her, closer.

However, her wrist was gently gripped by Luo Shisan's strong hand. Although the force was not great, it brought her to an instant halt.

"Aunt Leng, you're wasting your time."

Luo Shisan's voice was icy cold, devoid of any warmth.

"Luo Shisan, how did you become like this? I don't care what irreconcilable conflict happened between you two, but he's your own brother! How could you be so heartless to him?"

Leng Chaozhi could no longer suppress her anger and shouted loudly, her voice filled with disappointment and incomprehension.

At this moment, Shen Shuchou stood aside with a complicated expression, remaining silent throughout. It wasn't that he didn't want to speak, but rather that Luo Shisan had sealed his mouth with his true energy.

Luo Shisan remained unmoved by Leng Chaozhi's rebuke, his face still showing the same cold and indifferent expression.

His eyes were icy cold as he stared straight at Leng Chaozhi, seemingly blaming her for meddling.

"Aunt Leng, he's my brother. I won't do anything to him! I'll give you a satisfactory explanation when I get back."

In the end, Luo Shisan's tone softened a bit. His previously furrowed brows relaxed slightly, and a hint of guilt flashed imperceptibly in his eyes.

His voice was no longer as cold and hard as before, but rather carried a hint of helpless sigh and compromise, as if he was trying to persuade Leng Chaozhi, and also as if he was trying to persuade himself.

Immediately afterwards, Luo Shisan turned his gaze to Qingyu.

Qingyu instantly understood, and sighed softly, almost inaudibly, as if she were grieving for this helpless situation.

Immediately, she flicked her sleeve, and a wisp of true energy rippled out like water.

As soon as Leng Chaozhi blocked the way, she felt an immense pressure coming at her, and before she could react, she instantly fainted.

Her body slumped down, like a flower that had lost its support, instantly losing its vitality and consciousness.

Those eyes, which had been filled with anger and worry, slowly closed, and the expression on their faces froze in an instant.

Then, Luo Shisan solemnly instructed Qingyu once again to take good care of Leng Chaozhi on her behalf. After speaking, he sighed softly and said, "This journey will take three whole years to return."

This was an order issued by Luo Tianyang, and even if Luo Shisan was unwilling, he had no way to refuse.

After saying this, Luo Shisan, along with Shen Shuchou and Luo Qingchuan, slowly left the Luo residence.

Qingyu stared intently at the three figures as they walked away, her face filled with deep sorrow and her brows furrowed tightly.

She wasn't too worried about Luo Shisan, after all, Luo Shisan was a genuine expert at the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm, and she also had the identity of a princess of the dynasty.

But what Qingyu was most worried about was Shen Shuchou.

He was merely a mortal with no cultivation, and in Qingyu's heart, there was always a lingering sense of unease.

It seemed that once Shen Shuchou left, he would never return. Thinking of this, Qingyu's heart couldn't help but clench.

P.S.: Just one chapter for now. I'm organizing my thoughts on the plot for the rest of the story.