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

Su Chen slowly entered the house.

In retrospect, I have gained something from these two days of seclusion.

I just hope that Lin Wanwan and Wang Yuyan won't cause any trouble while I'm gone.

"Wanwan, I didn't realize how difficult these years have been for you."

"Even the Holy Maiden of the Tai Xuan Sect would encounter something like this..."

"Of course, Sister Yuyan."

"If it weren't for me that day..."

Su Chen was stunned for a moment.

What's going on?

The two women were huddled together, chatting animatedly.

I had only been in seclusion for two days.

Are these two really that close?

These two women are like, "They peed in the same pot?"

When Lin Wanwan arrived, she was quite hostile towards Wang Yuyan.

Now look what's happened.

Wang Yuyan handed over grapes, and Lin Wanwan opened her mouth.

They were so intimate, it was like...

Su Chen's face darkened.

"Cough cough..."

Su Chen coughed lightly.

"Oh ho, you're such a silent type."

"You've finally emerged from seclusion?"

Lin Wanwan glanced at Su Chen, while still holding Wang Yuyan's small hand with her other hand.

"Um..."

"I'm out of quarantine..."

Su Chen nodded at that moment.

"Did your seclusion go smoothly, my husband?"

Wang Yuyan asked a question from the side.

"Good luck, good luck."

Su Chen responded and sat down on a chair nearby.

Then he casually pushed the window open a little.

These past few days at the border, as soon as I got back, I felt a bit stuffy in this room.

However, Su Chen found it a bit strange.

That Yun'er usually has the sweetest tongue.

Knowing that they had emerged from seclusion, they would always surround themselves and say a few words to them.

But what's going on today?

He looked preoccupied.

She just stood there to the side, clutching a handkerchief in her hand, fiddling with it repeatedly with her fingers.

"Yun'er..."

Su Chen sensed something was wrong.

"exist..."

"What are your orders, young master?"

Yun'er was stunned for a moment before realizing that Su Chen was calling her.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling a little tired these past few days?"

"Why do you seem so absent-minded?"

"What happened?"

Su Chen stood up and walked over.

He looked up and down at the misfortune before him.

"Young master..."

"It's really...nothing at all."

"It's just some trivial matter concerning Yun'er."

"It's alright!"

At this moment, Yun'er lowered her head, avoiding Su Chen's gaze.

Su Chen also thought about it carefully.

Yun'er was made a servant.

His cultivation level is only at the Qi Refining stage.

She rarely interacted with the maids and lowly servants of the other elders within the clan.

He didn't recognize many of the outer disciples.

If we're talking about the closest ones to the party, it's probably that kid Chen Shiqiang.

Speaking of Chen Shiqiang, that kid...

This trip to the martial arts tournament will likely bring back a lot of cultivation resources.

He must be busy in seclusion right now.

Is it because of that kid Chen Shiqiang?

Tsk tsk tsk!

This lad has managed to bewitch all the servants in my household.

Su Chen didn't take it too seriously.

"OK!"

"If there's anything you need, just tell your young lady."

Su Chen waved his hand, and Yun'er then left.

That's right!

The ancient cultivators' techniques still need to be consolidated.

In addition, the date for his wedding with Lin Wanwan was set at the Asian Games.

The sect is quite busy both inside and outside.

Are there a few more people who came to congratulate us in advance?

Su Chen didn't have time to think about a servant's affairs right now.

...

One hundred and fifty miles west of Luoyun Sect.

This is a relatively remote peak of the Luoyun Sect.

To be honest, the spiritual energy here isn't very abundant.

But after Wang Mang returned, he chose this place as his other cave dwelling.

In fact, Wang Mang had also noticed this.

Since he formed his Nascent Soul, the disciples of the sect have been constantly circling around his cave.

It's not for any other reason than that they're eager to please themselves.

Including this martial arts tournament, although he eventually voluntarily admitted defeat.

They only managed to get second place.

But it was enough to save face for the sect.

The disciples became even more attentive.

In the past, Wang Mang would probably have been quite happy.

But ever since that ten-year promise I made to Su Chen.

Wang Mang then became less inclined to associate with these sycophantic disciples.

Now, that guy Su Chen has actually stepped into the Nascent Soul stage in such a short time.

This was something Wang Mang could never have imagined.

Before going to the Tai Xuan Sect, Su Chen had just entered the late stage of the Golden Core realm.

He returned as a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Even those who were once hailed as heaven-defying geniuses in the entire Qingzhou.

It's impossible for it to be that fast.

After all, the late Golden Core stage and the Nascent Soul stage are like an insurmountable chasm.

Spending one or two hundred years is considered normal.

For fifty or sixty years, that's considered exceptionally talented.

In just a few short days...

Wang Mang simply couldn't understand how Su Chen had managed to do it.

It wasn't just Wang Mang who disagreed; the elders within the sect also had different ideas.

Most of the cultivators in Qingzhou were also speculating about what methods Su Chen had used to achieve this.

I have been diligently cultivating myself all these years, and I dare not delay for even a moment.

He had originally been able to overpower Su Chen because of his cultivation level.

This was also Wang Mang's last moment of pride.

But now...

"Is Wang Mang's nephew here?"

A familiar voice came from outside the cave.

That voice doesn't belong to Su Chen.

It sounds very familiar, but I've forgotten where I heard it before.

Wang Mang then got up and walked outside the cave.

There stood an old man in a blue robe outside.

"Yo ho!"

"Second Elder?"

"Why are you here?"

Wang Mang was a little confused.

Han Ye, the second elder of the sect.

This person is at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm and usually manages the sect's library.

Normally, he had no interaction with this elder.

They didn't even exchange a single word.

But why did Han Ye suddenly come to visit in person today?

"I say, Junior Nephew Wang, you are a prodigy of the sect."

"Choosing such a place with so little spiritual energy to go into seclusion."

"Wouldn't that be doing myself a disservice?"

Han Ye exchanged a few polite words upon meeting.

Wang Mang found it somewhat baffling.

That day, Su Chen destroyed someone's sect and seized their spirit mine.

I was the one who mainly carried out the surgery.

Later, when he returned to the sect, he indirectly offended Han Ye because of this incident.

Logically speaking, Han Ye should have no reason to contact him.

"Don't just stand there, why don't you invite this old man in for a cup of tea?"

"I've come today to congratulate you."

At this moment, Han Ye said with a smile.

"Congratulations?"

Wang Mang looked at Han Ye with a puzzled expression.

The sect has been preparing for Su Chen and Lin Wanwan's wedding these past few days.

Instead of going to Su Chen's place, he came here instead.

There's definitely something fishy going on.

"What's there to be happy about..."

At this moment, Wang Mang, looking completely bewildered, invited the man into the cave.

"Nephew Wang, don't play dumb with me."

"You are now the strongest among the younger generation in our sect."

"In terms of cultivation and temperament, he is the best in our sect."

"In my opinion, this position of true successor should rightfully belong to you, Junior Nephew Wang."

Han Ye sat to the side and took a sip of his tea.