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

"Senior Brother Su."

She spoke, her tone as cold as the wind in Xueyuan Pavilion.

"This marriage is the sect's decision."

"You and I are simply taking what we need."

From now on, you go your way, and I'll go mine.

"Let's not bother each other."

Su Chen picked up the spiritual tea on the table and took a sip.

"oh?"

Su Chen raised an eyebrow.

"The Holy Maiden of Haori Sect has quite a temper."

Lin Zhiya snorted coldly.

"My temper is none of your business."

"Nothing to do with it?"

Su Chen put down his teacup and leaned back in his chair.

"The two people who are going to get married in a few days."

"Is Saintess Lin going to sever ties with me?"

Lin Zhiya choked for a moment.

She originally intended to manipulate this fiancé who had descended from the mortal realm.

Give him a hard time.

Unexpectedly, he was rebuffed after only a few words.

"you……"

"What about me?"

Su Chen slowly toyed with the teacup.

"Saintess Lin, please speak your mind."

"I may not have many other faults, but I am one of those people who listens to the truth."

Lin Zhiya was speechless with anger.

Why is this person so difficult to deal with?

She was clearly in the right, but after a few words, it seemed like she was the one who was in the wrong.

"Su Chen".

She changed how she addressed him, and her tone became a bit harsher.

"I'll tell you."

"I, Lin Zhiya, am marrying you for the sake of the sect."

"You can't control me."

Su Chen chuckled.

"Trying to manipulate you?"

"I don't have that kind of free time."

These words left Lin Zhiya speechless, her chest heaving.

She was the holy maiden of the Haori Sect, and had been praised for thousands of years.

I've never been left out like this before.

Unfortunately, Su Chen was completely unyielding.

She wanted to control it, but couldn't.

He wanted to compete, but he always lost.

Lin Zhiya stood up, flicking her sleeves.

"The message has been delivered."

Goodbye.

She turned to leave.

"Saintess Lin"

Su Chen spoke slowly.

"The battle at the training ground just now wasn't for you!"

"Don't flatter yourself; I'm merely establishing my authority."

"If you don't like me, Su Chen wouldn't mind if you went to find someone else."

"Since we each get what we want, it's none of your business if I seek out other female cultivators."

Su Chen snorted coldly.

We still need to give him a talking-to; this arrogant attitude is one thing if he's with other people.

Su Chen didn't buy it.

If it were his own Daoist partners who were constantly thinking about him, Su Chen would coax them to come.

But what right does this woman have?!

Lin Zhiya was also puzzled at this moment. Being disliked by Su Chen was not something to be sad about.

But hearing those words still made me feel choked up.

...

The sunlight was obscured by countless sacred mountains.

The armies of the righteous and the demonic factions faced off in the void.

On the righteous side, the Wuji Immortal Sect, Xingyun Pavilion, and Haori Sect were the leaders, followed by dozens of smaller sects.

On the demonic side, the Underworld Soul Sect, Blood Refining Hall, and Demon Spirit Sect were the leaders, and dozens of smaller sects were also engaged in a chaotic battle.

That battlefield was a desolate, ancient battlefield.

A great battle 20,000 years ago claimed the lives of countless ancient cultivators here.

Today, the relics, magical artifacts, and spiritual materials of those ancient cultivators are still scattered throughout the battlefield.

The various sects outwardly formed an alliance to jointly resist the evil forces.

Secretly, everyone is eyeing those opportunities.

Even among fellow disciples, there were schemes and calculations against each other.

Master Hongfu stood in the formation of the Demon Spirit Sect.

The yin-yang silver ring hung at his feet, emitting a faint silver light.

Lady Forgetfulness and the Old Man of Withered Bones stood on either side of her.

"Fellow Daoist Hong."

Lady Wangqing leaned closer, her voice extremely low.

"That valley."

She pointed to the east side of the battlefield.

"I've heard that an ancient cultivator's natal magic weapon is buried here."

"Fellow Daoist Hong has the highest cultivation level, why don't you go and investigate?"

Master Hongfu sneered inwardly.

She knew exactly what these two were up to.

They simply wanted to take advantage of the chaos on the battlefield to put her in the most dangerous position and wear her down.

They even set a trap to steal her treasures while she was fighting with someone.

"Alright."

Master Hongfu agreed.

"Then I shall go and investigate."

She already had a plan in mind.

Will count.

As the battle between good and evil began, spiritual energy surged wildly in the void.

The brilliance of the magical artifacts and the roar of the spells turned the ancient battlefield upside down.

Master Hongfu streaked towards the eastern valley in a flash of light.

Lady Forgetfulness and the Old Man of Withered Bones followed far behind her.

Deep within that valley, there truly was an ancient cultivator's natal magic weapon.

A jet-black ancient halberd, half-inserted into a rift in the void, exudes an ancient and mysterious aura.

A glimmer of light flashed in the eyes of the Red-Robed Immortal.

nice one.

If one were to refine a magic weapon of this caliber...

That was the foundation she had in order to break away from the Demon Spirit Sect and establish her own sect in the future.

With a light touch of her jade foot, the Yin-Yang Silver Ring flew out from her foot.

The silver ring spun around and grew to a diameter of three zhang (approximately 10 meters).

"Yin and Yang flow together."

The body was split in two, one half red and the other half black.

The crimson and black energies swirled together into a funnel, enveloping the ancient halberd.

The ancient restrictions that had been attached to the halberd were gradually crushed by the yin and yang energies.

Just now.

A gentle, yin-like spiritual energy silently attacked from behind her.

It was none other than Lady Forgetfulness.

"Fellow Daoist Hong."

Lady Wangqing's voice was tinged with laughter.

"Such a fine thing should be shared by the three elders of our Demon Spirit Sect."

That gentle, feminine spiritual energy went straight for Master Hongfu's back.

The old man's methods were also presented at the same time.

A wisp of death energy surged toward her primordial spirit.

Master Hongfu seemed to have anticipated this.

Instead of dodging, she twisted her ankle.

The Yin-Yang Silver Ring suddenly retracted, and the funnel that was crushing the ancient halberd's restriction abruptly changed direction.

"Yin and Yang in a single line!"

A thin, hair-like beam of crimson light shot out from her palm.

That line was so fast that even cultivators at the Integration Realm could hardly catch it.

It did not shoot at Lady Forgetfulness, nor at the Old Man of Withered Bones.

Instead, it precisely disappeared into the shaft of the ancient halberd.

boom.

The ancient restrictions remaining on the halberd were completely detonated by this line.

A monstrous surge of spiritual energy erupted from the ancient halberd.

Lady Forgetfulness and the Old Man of Withered Bones were caught off guard.

The raging tide rushed straight towards the two of them.

"Hong Fu!"

Lady Wangqing let out a sharp cry and hurriedly activated her spiritual power to defend herself.

Despite her early-stage Nascent Soul cultivation, she was forced back several dozen feet by the raging tide.

The old man's skeletal body also lost half of its death aura.

Meanwhile, Master Hongfu had already taken advantage of this frenzy to provide cover.

He grabbed the ancient halberd that had been freed from its protective seal.

As soon as she acquired the ancient halberd, a sense of her own destiny connected with it.

"Thank you, elders."

Master Hongfu sheathed the ancient halberd, a cold smile curving his lips.

"I would be impolite to refuse this natal magic weapon."

Lady Wangqing's face turned from green to white.

She had planned everything, but she hadn't expected this female cultivator from the lower realm to be so troublesome.

It was clear that he wanted to take advantage of the chaos on the battlefield to seize her treasures.

Instead, she turned the tables on him and tricked him.

"What a beautiful woman, Hong Fu."

A sinister chuckle emanated from the old man's skeletal body.

"Those from the lower realms do indeed possess some skill."

Master Hongfu ignored him.

She simply tucked the ancient halberd into her sleeve.

The cunning and methods of this supreme being in the human realm are beyond the comprehension of these two old men.

...