Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

The smile on his lips was one of confidence.

"You won't do it, you don't have the guts."

“I have…” Su Yu swallowed, her eyes red-rimmed, staring intently at Jiang Shaoguang. Her lips moved slightly, and even her legs began to feel weak, almost unable to support her delicate body: “Don’t force me… I don’t know anything now… Don’t force me!”

Jiang Shaoguang didn't believe it.

He continued to walk forward, while Su Yu, her face filled with terror, continued to move backward.

Can a person kill the past?

Jiang Shaoguang felt that it was impossible.

Just as he would never lay a hand on Su Yu in front of him, no matter the reason, he would never kill Su Yu in this lifetime. He is a human being with a soft, affectionate heart. This heart controls his actions, and the shackles called emotions will lock his sharp blade, preventing him from hurting the one he loves.

Jiang Shaoguang knew he couldn't lay a hand on Su Yu, because he couldn't easily erase the beautiful past he shared with her—the tender words, the playful gestures, and those long, wonderful nights.

He can't kill those memories, much less harm the owners of those memories.

He felt that way, and he believed Su Yu felt the same way.

Jiang Shaoguang believed from beginning to end that Su Yu liked him.

Just as he has always liked Su Yu.

"You won't lay a hand on me—"

The blond youth spoke again with certainty: "I know you, or rather, I understand you better than anyone else in the world, not even your parents. I know everything about you—your hobbies, your interests, your tone of voice, your way of doing things..."

“Some words, I can already guess your answer as soon as I say them... Some things, I can already guess your actions before I even do them... I understand you... So I know you won’t take action.”

They had been together for many years.

Although it wasn't as long as a hundred, a thousand, or ten thousand years, the passage of time has deepened their mutual understanding and created a collision of their inner souls.

During this collision, Jiang Shaoguang understood Su Yu, and he also believed that Su Yu could understand him.

Jiang Shaoguang took another step forward and stood in front of Su Yu.

The sharp blade was pressed against the center of Jiang Shaoguang's chest, just pressing against it. He could even feel Su Yu's wrist trembling with panic through the blade.

It was as if, after so many years, he had touched Su Yu once again.

"please……"

Tears rained down.

Su Yu, on the verge of collapse, was in tears that poured down like a torrential downpour. She had no idea what she was doing or what she was supposed to do.

Her mind was in complete chaos, and her consciousness seemed to be immersed in a hazy state. She could no longer even see anything clearly.

She was afraid, afraid of this feeling.

This feeling of helplessness, confusion, and bewilderment—with no one to tell her what to do—made her feel as if she had been completely abandoned.

She decided not to continue like this.

"Please...please don't come any closer...I beg you..."

"Su Yu—"

Jiang Shaoguang once again extended his hand to Su Yu.

That was the only glimmer of light that appeared before Su Yu in the dark realm on the verge of despair.

Her short, golden hair fluttered in the wind. Su Yu's hands stopped trembling. She looked up, staring in astonishment at Jiang Shaoguang's face.

He was handsome and refined, with a gentle and warm smile like the winter sun.

Just like when she first met him.

Su Yu was stunned.

In the darkness, the only light was right in front of her, and her heart yearned for that glimmer of light.

Therefore, almost subconsciously, she wanted to touch the flash of light.

The sword... slowly fell down.

Jiang Shaoguang's smile grew even wider. The moment he saw Su Yu no longer raise her sword, his heart pounded with excitement, telling him—

This time, he won.

however.

"Yu'er, what are you standing there for? Have you forgotten your own name?!"

A deep, angry roar from Su Wubin echoed throughout the entire Duan family compound.

Su Yu's delicate body trembled violently, her hair fell down, and she lowered her head, not letting anyone see her expression.

The angry roars echoed in his ears, but Jiang Shaoguang seemed not to hear them and sounded the final charge.

"Come with me, Su Yu."

His hand was within reach.

As long as Su Yu places her hand on it, everything will end, and the two of them will be freed from the Duan and Su families, ready to embrace a future that belongs only to them.

This fireworks display was Jiang Shaoguang's vision of the future she had longed for.

"Jiang Shaoguang—"

Su Yu raised her head and looked at Jiang Shaoguang with her unfocused, emotionless eyes, which were filled with tears.

She was no longer insane, no longer on the verge of collapse, no longer in excruciating pain; instead, she was chilled to the bone.

The girl gave up.

She gave up thinking, gave up struggling, even though the shackles were almost broken, she still chose to give up at this moment.

Jiang Shaoguang suddenly felt as if he wasn't looking at a person, but rather at a puppet that had lost its soul.

"Su Yu?"

"Sorry……"

The words were spoken.

The sword rises.

Blood gushed out.

Behind them, the sky was a surging sea of ​​flowers.

The scene before me was a gushing forth of blood lotuses.

His eyes were wide open, but no matter how wide he opened them, he still couldn't make out the outline of the girl in front of him.

Darkness descended, and pain swept through his body. It was as if the footsteps of death were echoing in his ears, or as if something was draining all his strength.

With disbelief and despair in his eyes, the young man fell backward.

puff.

She collapsed into the arms of the young man in the white shirt.

"Su Yu!!"

Outrageous shouts erupted from the crowd.

next moment.

Several figures rushed forward, blocking the bloodied and disheveled Jiang Shaoguang. A surge of spiritual energy erupted instantly, forming a terrifying tide that swept across the entire area.

Fan Luokui's knife, Ye Yuchan's bow, Zhang Ruoxue's fist, and Jiang Yuetian's gun.

Four figures, four magical artifacts, and four angry faces appeared simultaneously in front of Su Yu, who had a sullen head and blood on his face.

Without any hesitation, the four rushed out the moment they saw Jiang Shaoguang being pierced by the sword.

The young man named Yunping stared coldly at Jiang Shaoguang's injuries in his arms. Although the sword had pierced Jiang Shaoguang's chest, it had not hit any vital organs and therefore had not triggered his protective formation, but it had still caused considerable damage to Jiang Shaoguang.

A hint of anger flashed across the dark and silent face. The young man in white flicked his right hand, and in an instant, the purplish-black longsword turned to dust and was completely shattered.

He then cast several spells to stabilize Jiang Shaoguang's injuries. Although most of them were superficial wounds, the sword strike had damaged his meridians.

"What are you doing? What are you doing? What are you all doing?!"

The Duan and Su families also sprang into action instantly, surrounding the Yuntian Academy students and pulling out their own magical artifacts, all staring intently at them.

Su Wubin unleashed his immense spiritual energy, glaring angrily at Ye Yuchan and the other three: "Put down your magical artifacts! Are you trying to cause trouble here?!"

Duan Duxiu flicked his folding fan and sneered, "What? Miss Su's meaning is so clear, do you still want to continue making trouble? Do you really think the Duan and Su families have no one left to rely on?!"

Despite the overwhelming pressure, Fan Luokui's cold gaze remained fixed on Su Yu.

Her knife was pressed against Su Yuxue's white neck, but she couldn't push it any further.

She gritted her teeth and glared resentfully at the girl in front of her.

"I never expected... that the person my third senior brother had been thinking about for so long... only had this much ability."

"I really feel sorry for my third senior brother."

The Spirit Arrow was also nocked on the bowstring. As long as Ye Yuchan loosened her grip slightly, the arrow would immediately pierce Su Yu's brow.

She shook her head, her eyes filled with disdain as she looked at Su Yu: "I really don't understand why Third Senior Brother would take a liking to you... Luo Kui is right..."

"You are not good enough for Third Senior Brother."

Faced with the angry rebukes of the two female disciples, Su Yu simply lowered her head, said nothing, and looked completely blank, as if she had completely given up thinking.

Meanwhile, Su Ziyan glanced at Jiang Shaoguang, who was in Yun Ping's arms and whose breathing was somewhat unstable, and smiled, saying, "Yu'er is a descendant of my Su family. In terms of status and future, she is bright. On the contrary, you are just a few pennies who can make a little noise in the Desolate Heaven Domain. You are nothing more than powerless nouveau riche."

"Do we really need to spell it out who's unworthy of whom?"

"Put down the ritual implements immediately and get out of here right now." Duan Meixuan chimed in at this moment, "Fortunately, today is a joyous occasion and it's not auspicious to do anything violent, otherwise you would all be lying dead here by now. If you know what's good for you, get out of here and don't disturb us from continuing our wedding!"

……

Duan Meixuan's words were like a stone sinking into the sea, unable to cause any ripples.

Ye Yuchan and the others continued to hold up their magical artifacts, showing no intention of putting them down.

This move enraged the Duan and Su families, especially the two family heads, Su Wubin and Duan Duxiu. They had almost lost face today, and now these guys were being so ungrateful. How could they not be angry and furious?

Just as Su Wubin and Duan Duxiu were about to take action themselves, a sudden gust of cold wind swept through the area.