And there's Bei Buxiu...

Two great peerless monsters died at Su Chen's hands within one day.

This kind of soul-shaking impact makes one's mind tremble!

No matter the genius, no matter the monster, in front of Su Chen, they're nothing, right? Su Chen isn't human at all.

On the Martial Training Field, countless pure and awed eyes stared at Su Chen, as if looking upon the Demon God, Heavenly Monarch, or King Yama.

"Sect Master, today, I will still rest for one night at Abyssal First Pavilion. Tomorrow, I will depart." Amidst the dead silence, Su Chen looked at Lan Dingtian and spoke.

"Su Chen..." Lan Dingtian wanted to say something but hesitated and didn't speak out.

He wanted to invite Su Chen to join Yanxu Palace. After Su Chen defeated Xiao Ziyu, Lan Dingtian felt that to have Su Chen, even to challenge all other First-Order Powers in War Ancient Sky, was worth it.

Unfortunately, Lan Dingtian knew clearly that Su Chen would definitely refuse.

Therefore, he didn't say it.

In his heart, there was deep regret.

"Sect Master, if someday Lan Ge returns, when you see her, tell her that I didn't deliberately deceive her; she will always be my woman." As Su Chen disappeared, before vanishing, Lan Dingtian heard Su Chen's voice in his ear.

Lan Dingtian's eyes brightened, and then he laughed, foolishly.

Although Su Chen is no longer a disciple of Yanxu Palace, he became Lan Dingtian's son-in-law! Hahaha...

The next day.

Early morning.

The morning sun shines.

Su Chen opened the door.

At the door.

Lin Yanran, Woe Lingyun.

"Su Chen, you liar. Big liar. You made me and Ling Yun worry for so long." Lin Yanran bit her red lips and cursed.

Su Chen smiled, he quite liked Lin Yanran's type of proud defiance rather than fear. Yesterday he worried if exposing all his strength would make Lin Yanran no longer the Lin Family's young mistress when facing him.

"Young Mistress." Su Chen smiled playfully, blinking his eyes.

Lin Yanran's pretty face turned beet red instantly, but her heart was sweet; he hadn't changed.

"Thank you." Su Chen looked at Woe Lingyun seriously; he knew, during his secluded cultivation days, Woe Lingyun consistently defended him like Lin Yanran.

Saying he wasn't touched would be a lie.

"It's nothing." Woe Lingyun spoke softly, then lowered her head again.

"Su Chen, are you leaving?" Lin Yanran's beautiful eyes showed a hint of reluctance.

"Yes. I have other feuds." Su Chen nodded.

"Ling Yun and I..." Lin Yanran's face reddened more; she knew she and Woe Lingyun couldn't follow Su Chen now as their strength wasn't enough and would only hold him back, but could Su Chen give her and Ling Yun a trace of hope before departing?

"The future is long. No rush." Su Chen stepped forward, grabbing Lin Yanran's small hand hesitantly, holding Woe Lingyun's other hand.

In an Instant.

Lin Yanran's beautiful eyes turned tender as water, her blush more sweet.

And Woe Lingyun, her little head buried in her chest, face burning with clouds of flame, her beautiful gaze was surprised, confused, shy, bewildered...

The next moment.

Su Chen vanished.

"Ling Yun. Haha, aren't you happy? From now on we're close sisters." Lin Yanran teased.

"I... I..." Woe Lingyun didn't dare to look at Lin Yanran.

"You liked that big bad Su Chen on Assessment Island didn't you? Hmph." Lin Yanran was a bit smug.

"Yanran sis, don't bully me." Woe Lingyun grew more bashful, indescribably beautiful.

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Three days later.

Black God Mountain Region.

Song Yang City.

On spacious bustling streets.

Orderly stalls and luxurious shops arranged.

The traveling Martial Cultivators mostly had strong strength.

Amongst the Martial Cultivators, a young man in a black robe, with a handsome yet quiet face partly hidden by the robe.

Su Chen!!!

It was Su Chen.

Su Chen's pace wasn't fast, but neither slow, his deep, profound eyes flowed over the shops on both sides.

Quickly.

Su Chen stopped.

He walked towards a shop on the left front.

This shop had only three words—Lingji Pavilion.

This was Lingji Pavilion in Song Yang City.

Entering Lingji Pavilion.

With traces of antiquity and time.

Two young men seemingly very composed, probably servants, and a middle-aged man at the counter, sitting on a bamboo chair, resting with eyes closed.

As Su Chen entered, the middle-aged man opened his eyes directly.

The middle-aged man stared tightly at Su Chen, a few breaths later, suddenly trembled, stood up: "Young Master Su?!"

Su Chen was stunned, somewhat surprised.

Good eye power.

Indeed Lingji Pavilion was a well-informed place.

"I am Wang Dao Qing." The middle-aged man bowed respectfully and awefully.

"Did you know I was coming?" Su Chen asked.

"My young mistress said you'd appear here within days." Wang Dao Qing didn't hide, became more respectful, even cautious, using his eyes to instruct the servants to close Lingji Pavilion's doors.

"Oh? Your young mistress?" Su Chen grew more surprised.

"My young mistress is the only daughter of the Lingji Pavilion's Pavilion Master. Young Master Su, please, the young mistress ordered, as soon as you arrive, take you to meet her."

"Alright." Su Chen nodded.

Led by Wang Dao Qing, entered the back hall.

The back hall, ancient and elegant, very splendid, yet not giving a sense of luxury waste.

On a rosewood chair in the back hall, leaned a woman.

The woman's long red hair seemed natural, she gave an impression of softness, lying half on the rosewood chair, lazy beauty on her face.

The woman's silk dress emphasized her slender figure.

The woman's bare little feet, translucent and white, exposed to air like exquisite art.

The woman's beauty wasn't national grace but scored around 9.5 points, similar to Lin Yanran!

Yet, her charm was enchanting, not forced but deeply rooted, perhaps the legendary innate alluring bones, providing immense allure to men.

Even Su Chen couldn't help gazing a few more times.

"Young Master, you should thank me well." The next second, the woman lifted her beautiful eyes full of spring water resting on Su Chen.

"Why?" Su Chen asked.

"Everything Young Master did in Yanxu Palace, Lingji Pavilion is aware. But, Yinyin invoked, no publishing Young Master's news on Lingji Token." The woman blinked, her voice even softer, lazier: "Therefore, regarding Young Master, across War Ancient Sky, except Yanxu Palace people, other Martial Cultivators mostly unaware."

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