Crown Prince's Mansion.
Qian Renxue was absolutely fuming.
"Damn it!"
"Like teacher, like student! Hu Liena, oh Hu Liena, you've let me down with this reward. You're just as foolish as that woman!"
"That damned Tang San is already a mortal enemy of the Spirit Hall. How could you…"
As she mumbled to herself, Qian Renxue suddenly froze. Wait—what had Su Chen said earlier? That she wasn't any better than Bibi Dong?
No!
I, Qian Renxue, am just soft-hearted. I absolutely do not have a love-addled brain!
I'm a woman who's all about chasing my career.
And yet...
She completely forgot she's Bibi Dong's biological daughter. How much better could she really be?
Love-addled brain — it's hereditary.
Meanwhile...
Xiao Wu, who was currently traveling with Tang San, was completely stunned.
Sacrifice?
My god!
She had sacrificed herself for Tang San?
Sure, those six years at Notting Academy had been pleasant with him. But this point in time? This was way too early for any soul sacrifice to make sense!
And after reading Su Chen's diary, and realizing that "Third Brother" was actually "Third Uncle," Xiao Wu was getting real uncomfortable with all that "sibling-like affection" stuff.
A twenty-nine-year-old creepy uncle...
There was no going back to that pure and innocent past. No way.
Of course...
Xiao Wu just wanted to run away now. She wanted to escape back to the Star Dou Forest.
She missed Da Ming and Er Ming.
Wait...
A jolt ran through her. In the end, Da Ming and Er Ming... they both still died.
Even if she returned to the Star Dou Forest now and stayed hidden, that woman from the Spirit Hall would eventually lead a crusade to wipe her—and Da Ming and Er Ming—out!
Damn it!
Was there really no path left for Xiao Wu?
She was utterly dejected.
From the diary, it was painfully clear: death was inescapable. For her, for Da Ming, for Er Ming.
Do soul beasts have no beast rights?!
Her thoughts ran wild—was there any way not to die? Any way to save Da Ming and Er Ming? She had no choice before, but now she wanted to be a good person!
Su Chen!
Xiao Wu suddenly thought of him. If there was anyone with the power and ability to save her and the others, it had to be Su Chen.
But she didn't even know him. And he had zero reason to help her. What if she went to beg for his help, and he just wanted her soul ring?
Then again—maybe someone as strong as Su Chen wouldn't bother coveting her as a ring...
But why would he help her?
Xiao Wu felt completely hopeless. Her future was grim enough already, and now that Bibi Dong and company had diary copies? She was truly doomed.
Mama... what should Xiao Wu do?!
This child...
When she was off in love, she forgot all about avenging her mother. But now that she was facing death, suddenly, her thoughts turned back to her mom.
Yet...
A child is always a mother's treasure.
In an endless darkness, Xiao Wu's mother, Ah Rou, knelt on the ground, staring blankly at the diary's contents.
"Xiao Wu... my child… you're really going to sacrifice yourself for a human? Even Da Ming and Er Ming too..."
"No!"
"Su Chen, I beg you—write more! Let me see Xiao Wu's fate, let Xiao Wu see her fate! Please save my child!"
"If you can, I'll pray for you forever!"
"Xiao Wu... my baby girl..."
She cried out into the endless void. No one knew where she was, nor would anyone hear her pleas.
Sunset Forest.
After finishing the diary entry, Su Chen picked up the pace alongside Dugu Bo. The four-person group soon arrived at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.
Dugu Bo stopped and looked at Su Chen with a smile:
"Boy, this is the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. You said earlier you wanted to challenge me, right? Then first—try stepping into this poison formation."
Dugu Bo knew Su Chen had incredible inner strength. But that didn't mean he could resist his poison.
Dugu Yan frowned and muttered:
"Grandpa, didn't you say that anyone below Soul Sage can't even survive this poison formation?"
"Su Chen only has eighteenth-level soul power. How could he possibly get through your poison trap?"
Su Chen, visibly exasperated, looked at Dugu Bo and said:
"This is your test for me?"
"I honestly don't know whether to laugh or cry. I already said I can cure your poison. You really think this formation is going to stop me?"
Dugu Bo remained calm:
"Just because you can cure us doesn't mean you're immune to poison. If you can't even enter this formation, there's no point in us sparring."
Su Chen nodded. Fair enough. Then he stepped directly into the poison mist, standing there calmly... while Dugu Bo's face contorted.
"Impossible!"
"No way. Absolutely no way."
Dugu Bo looked like he'd swallowed a giant fly. Su Chen hadn't even used soul power—or any of that mysterious energy—and yet he was just standing there in the poison like it was a light fog.
This was terrifying.
Dugu Yan clutched her mouth in shock.
"Su Chen... are you even human? How can you resist these toxins without using any kind of power?"
Even Ye Lingling was stunned. This man was becoming more mysterious—and powerful—by the second.
Who owns this man?
Oh wait... that's me. Never mind.
After his little demonstration, Su Chen walked out casually and said:
"Just a small trick. Come on, let's head inside."
Then, without skipping a beat, Su Chen walked to Ye Lingling, took her small hand, and unleashed a burst of power from within.
"Tri-Unity Convergence."
A spherical water shield enveloped the two of them as they proceeded toward the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.
With his Tri-Unity Convergence already insanely strong, plus the Nine Yang Divine Art's high poison resistance and Turtle Breath Technique, this trivial poison fog couldn't touch him.
Behind them, Dugu Bo and his granddaughter followed. His face was growing darker by the second.
Damn it!
This brat was totally immune to poison! No wonder he dared to challenge him. And that energy shield—so ridiculously powerful—Dugu Bo probably couldn't even break it!
This was bad.
The more he thought about it, the worse he felt. Poison was his thing, and Su Chen clearly wasn't afraid of it. Add in the fact that the guy could combine three different types of power—it was equivalent to a Titled Douluo level.
The kicker?
Su Chen's moves were lightning-fast. He didn't even need to summon his martial spirit or chant any soul incantations. It was impossible to guard against!
A direct battle? He'd probably lose.
But come on—he was a grown man, an old master. Losing to some eighteen-year-old punk in front of his granddaughter?
Unacceptable!
The more he thought about it, the more anxious he became. Dugu Bo made a silent decision: No matter what Su Chen asked next, he wouldn't let himself be used as a benchmark for power. The trade-off just wasn't worth it.
(End of Chapter)
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