Enduring humiliation for three years, seizing the elixir, the treasure, and the holy maiden.

"No need."

"Don't worry, Father-in-law."

"As long as Su is still of use to Master Hongfu, killing Wang Qiushan is no big deal in her eyes."

Su Chen glanced at the dojo high in the clouds to the northeast.

I understand it perfectly well.

He had so casually eliminated Wang Qiushan.

In the eyes of Master Hongfu, Su Chen's combat strength had far surpassed that of the old man.

A Su Chen who far surpasses Wang Qiushan is naturally much more valuable than a dead Wang Qiushan.

Master Hongfu understands this matter better than anyone else.

She will not bring this up again.

In the future, I'm afraid I'll have to think of ways to win Su Chen over to my side.

"Let's go, great-father-in-law."

Su Chen put his hands behind his back.

"Let's go back to Luoyan City first."

"This farce should come to an end."

A gust of wind swept through the courtyard, scattering green bamboo leaves all over the ground.

The bamboo leaf swirled and drifted down onto the cobblestone path.

In the back garden of Yanyu Pavilion in Qingzhou.

Wang Yuyan stood under an old plum tree, bidding farewell to her father, Wang Chongshan.

"father."

"My daughter is about to return to Luoyan City on the Xuanhuang Continent."

Wang Yuyan's voice carried a hint of reluctance.

Looking at his daughter, who had grown into a beautiful young woman, Wang Chongshan was filled with mixed emotions.

In just a few short years.

His daughter not only became the Daoist partner of Su Chen, who was famous throughout the region.

Now, he has stepped into the realm of Nascent Soul.

This was a stroke of luck that Wang Chongshan would never have dared to dream of in the past.

"Go."

Wang Chongshan sighed.

"Stay with that kid Su Chen and behave yourself."

"Father is doing well here in the Misty Rain Pavilion, so you don't need to worry."

Wang Yuyan nodded, a hint of moisture flashing in her eyes.

A blue-feathered sparrow landed on the old plum tree sometime during the day, chirped once, and then fluttered away.

Wang Yuyan withdrew her gaze, bowed gracefully to her father, and then turned to leave.

......

Once outside the territory of the Misty Rain Pavilion, Wang Yuyan's pace gradually slowed down.

Those hands, white as jade, unconsciously clenched their sleeves.

There was something she couldn't let go of in her heart.

Han Ye.

That Nascent Soul cultivator from the Tai Xuan Sect.

Last time, Han Ye attacked Yanyu Pavilion, almost causing a major disaster. If Su Chen hadn't returned in time, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Now, although Su Chen has severed Han Ye's arm, causing the guy to suffer a great loss of energy.

But this is not a long-term solution.

Wang Yuyan knew it perfectly well.

With Han Ye's current cultivation level at the Nascent Soul stage, although he lost an arm and suffered a great loss of vital energy.

However, it is absolutely impossible to fully recover without several years of treatment.

And now.

This is the best time to eliminate this major threat.

Wang Yuyan's fingertips slowly loosened within her sleeve.

Over the years, as Su Chen's Daoist partner, I have been influenced by what I see and hear.

Wang Yuyan gradually learned some of Su Chen's ways of doing things.

No trouble will be left behind.

When it's time to be ruthless, then be ruthless.

If Han Ye is allowed to recover from his injuries and comes to Yanyu Pavilion to seek revenge in the future, it will be his elderly father who suffers.

Once this thought takes root, it can no longer be suppressed.

A chill gradually settled in Wang Yuyan's eyes.

She made up her mind.

I need to return to Luoyun Sect in the name of Su Chen's Daoist partner.

On the surface, it was to retrieve some of Su Chen's old belongings left in Qingzhou and bring them back to the Xuanhuang Continent.

secretly.

She wanted to take advantage of Han Ye's still-healing injuries to personally eliminate this threat.

......

A mountain breeze swept by, stirring up the pine trees all over the mountain.

The sound traveled from the foot of the mountain all the way to the middle of the mountain.

The gates of the Luoyun Sect are still shrouded in the ever-present mist.

As soon as Wang Yuyan landed on the stone steps in front of the mountain gate, several disciples guarding the mountain came to greet her.

"The True Heir!"

The disciples bowed respectfully, their waists bent at the waist.

Wang Yuyan nodded slightly and walked straight into the mountain gate.

Behind them, the disciples began to whisper among themselves.

"My senior brother is truly remarkable."

"In just a few years, he has achieved the Refinement of Emptiness."

"Look, even this lady has received an incredible opportunity and is now at the Nascent Soul stage."

"Such an opportunity, even if we cultivate ourselves for a lifetime, we probably couldn't obtain it."

The whispers, though kept low, still reached Wang Yuyan's ears.

Wang Yuyan didn't stop walking, but the corners of her lips curved almost imperceptibly.

......

The incense burner had long since burned out, leaving only half a stick of ashes.

The room had been neglected for a long time, and a thin layer of dust had settled on the table.

This was once the residence where Wang Yuyan and Su Chen lived together in the Luoyun Sect.

Wang Yuyan pushed open the door and went in, without first paying her respects to the Supreme Elder Li Changfeng.

She stretched out a finger and brushed it across the table, leaving a layer of dust on her fingertip.

Things are wrong.

In another quiet room not far away, Wang Mang was sitting cross-legged, surrounded by a faint spiritual energy.

Upon noticing someone enter, Wang Mang opened his eyes.

Upon seeing that the person who came was Wang Yuyan, her round face was immediately filled with puzzlement.

"Yu Yan?"

Why are you still staying in Qingzhou?

"Didn't that kid Su Chen go back to the Xuanhuang Continent a long time ago?"

Wang Yuyan did not answer immediately.

She walked to the opposite side of Wang Mang and sat down properly.

Those clear eyes stared straight at Wang Mang.

"Wang Mang".

"I have a favor to ask of you."

Wang Mang was taken aback by her solemn demeanor.

"What is it? Please speak freely."

Wang Yuyan pursed her lips.

"Help me arrange a private meeting with Han Ye."

Upon hearing this, Wang Mang's puzzled expression froze instantly.

The smile on that round face gradually faded.

Wang Mang naturally knew what Wang Yuyan was planning to do by meeting Han Ye alone.

A Nascent Soul cultivator who has not yet recovered from serious injuries...

Why would they come knocking on our door? Do we even need to ask?

Wang Mang sighed inwardly.

To be honest, I don't want to get involved in this mess at all.

Behind Han Ye stood the Tai Xuan Sect.

If things go wrong, it could lead to enormous consequences.

But then I thought about it again.

He ultimately owed Su Chen an enormous favor.

And this Wang Yuyan is Su Chen's Daoist partner.

Helping her this time can be considered settling that karmic debt.

Wang Mang remained silent for a long time before finally speaking slowly.

"Yu Yan".

"I can help you with this."

"But let me make this clear first."

Wang Mang's expression was more solemn than ever before.

"This is the last time. I'm repaying Su Chen for the debt of gratitude he owed me back then."

"From now on, we're even."

Wang Yuyan nodded.

"I see."

"besides."

Wang Mang stared at her, speaking each word clearly.

"If you fail."

I won't protect you.

"Although Han Ye is still recovering from his serious injuries, even a centipede with a hundred legs will not die easily."

Even if a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage is only half alive, they are not to be trifled with.

"You have to carefully consider the dangers here."

Wang Mang paused, his voice growing even deeper.

"More importantly..."

"If things get out of hand and alarm the Tai Xuan Sect, or even... alarm our sect's Supreme Elder, Li Changfeng."

"That's something neither you nor I can afford to take responsibility for."

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