Chapter 11: Misunderstanding

It turns out this is the reason why Su Chen would even risk draining the entire Heavenly Profound Dao Sect, just to humbly curry favor with Miss Lin!

In order to break through to Martial Sovereign;

For these Breakthrough Pills;

In order to withstand a Martial Sovereign expert's full-force strike with a formation, little brother originally bore such great pressure?

Second Sister Su Lingxue could no longer hold back; she immediately burst into tears.

Previously, how disappointed and helpless she felt about Su Chen's actions, now she feels that much guilt and heartache.

She originally thought…… that little brother's heart held only Miss Lin, that he could abandon everything for her, even close kin!

"Little brother, previously it was sister who misunderstood you, waa waa waa…… over these three years you must have endured much grievance and misunderstanding; I even thought you didn't want to flee because you were reluctant to part with Miss Lin."

"Father never imagined enduring all this suffering in silence; fortunately, now it counts as seeing the moon through parting clouds—having these few Breakthrough Pills, I, your mother, and your second sister can each break through another major realm; by then our Heavenly Profound Dao Sect will have two Martial Sovereign realm experts holding the fort."

"Heaven will not destroy my Heavenly Profound Dao Sect; Father will now go negotiate with the Ye family. With Breakthrough Pills in hand, and this Martial Emperor expert taking action, even the formation they think cannot be broken—what does our Heavenly Profound Dao Sect have to fear? Central State Star Pavilion—then we'll fight them head‑on!"

"A mere Ye family also dares to dream of trampling our Heavenly Profound Dao Sect's divine dragon underfoot? Our sect will make them know the consequence of rebellion!"

Having personally witnessed the formation and the Breakthrough Pills, Sect Master Su no longer had any worries.

The dejection on his face vanished completely, his whole visage glowing with vitality, and the bearing a sect master ought to have reignited.

Sect Master Su's eyes narrowed slightly, bearing a hint of danger; his heart held only boundless fighting spirit and vigor.

Under Su Chen's nodding affirmative gaze, Sect Master Su stepped onto the Black Flood Dragon and rushed toward the Ye family's direction.

While Su Chen and the others vanished on the spot, turning back toward the Heavenly Profound Dao Sect.

"Ahhh!!!"

Heart‑rending, soul‑ripping howls rose up, echoing from a certain villa of the Ye family in Qianyuan City.

"Second Young Master, you must hold on…… Doctor Wang is coming right away."

"Why hasn't the doctor arrived yet? The Second Young Master can barely hold on, and if anything happens to him, given the Second Madam's temper, the whole Ye manor might be overturned."

"Ah ah!!!"

"Second Young Master, Second Young Master! Hurry and report to the Second Madam—yesterday the Second Young Master suffered an assassination, his hand and foot tendons were severed, his tongue cut! The assassin's cultivation is extraordinarily high……"

On the bed made of golden-thread fragrant hardwood wood, Ye Feng's eyes stared wide, his pupils threaded with blood, his eyeballs crimson, his features twisted, he emitted anguished 'ah ah' cries, his expression full of pain and fear.

Last night, at the third watch of the xu hour, Ye Feng encountered an ambush while returning to the Ye family.

The attacker wore a set of dark nightclothes; from the outline of the garment one could see a slender build, yet the methods were extremely vicious and practiced.

The few Ye family guards protecting Ye Feng hadn't even reacted before being killed by a single palm; if the attacker's aim hadn't been to take his life, his corpse would likely have cooled by now.

Even now Ye Feng still doesn't understand whom he has offended!

Who dares to be so audacious as to assassinate me?

And who bears such hatred toward me?

They actually used the inhumane method of cutting tongues and severing tendons.

Ye Feng's eyes filled with boundless hatred and fury; as a result, his qi surged upward from rage, his vision went dark, and he spat a mouthful of blood, fainting as before.

The Ye family's servants fell into chaos.

Upon hearing this rumor, Su Chen, who was strolling across the Heavenly Profound Dao Sect's plaza, burst out laughing: "Hahaha, truly karma cycles, retribution comes! Weren't you just acting arrogant yesterday, letting me enjoy the rest of my time? How did you kick the bucket first?"

Madam Su gazed at Su Chen with indulgent yet somewhat helpless eyes, placing a jade hand on his shoulder, then transmitted: "Your father's side still doesn't know whether the negotiations are going well; be careful lest the Ye family's hidden ears pick it up."

"Chen'er, if the upper echelons of Zhongzhou's Star Pavilion all come to aid the Ye family, can our formation and these few people truly withstand those Zhongzhou experts?"

"Also spirit stone resources, mystic weapons……"

After that shocking momentum subsided, Madam Su began to calmly analyze the upcoming layout.

Such a quantity of resources is no small matter; once a leak occurs, it will drag the entire Heavenly Profound Dao Sect down together.

On this Northern Abyss Continent where strength reigns supreme, the powerful can treat lives as grass.

Su Chen only said that the senior expert gave him inheritance and pills, but exactly how much, whether it could let everyone in the Heavenly Profound Dao Sect rise a major realm, or whether three Martial Sovereigns could even deter Zhongzhou's Star Pavilion.

She and Sect Master Su had no confidence in their hearts.

Nevertheless, no matter how uneasy, the two still chose without hesitation to believe their own son.

"Mother, as long as you give me a little time, whether it's mystic weapons, pills, or 'people,' I will have them." Su Chen spoke with utter seriousness; that calm, unhurried gaze was something Madam Su had never seen in him before:

"Just half a month!"

"In half a month's time, I can produce a hundred Breakthrough Pills."

"And two Martial Sovereign‑realm enforcers."

"Three saint‑rank cultivation techniques."

"Mother! Basically, the longer the time, the more I can produce; once I first give Ye Xuan a beating and use him as leverage, giving us ample time, we need not fear any Zhongzhou experts anymore."

"Chen'er, you're not deceiving Mother, are you?" Madam Su was genuinely astonished.

The two widened their beautiful eyes, tears of joy spilling as they asked: "Chen'er, with just half a month's time, can you really produce all that?"

"It seems that senior truly is as he said—an existence surpassing Martial Emperor Realm, whose inheritance you received is truly heaven‑defying."

On the way back to his dwelling, Su Chen not only rounded out the origins of these pills and his skyrocketing cultivation, but also did some calculations in his mind.

The points required for all these resources total nearly four million; four hundred sounds terrifying, but when averaged per day it comes to about 126,000 points.

Given Liu Liyan's deep affection for me, as long as I stick close a bit, whisper a couple of sentences secretly, even while cultivating I'd want to hold her little hand, and occasionally throw in a couple of extended lip‑to‑lip kisses, gaining points shouldn't be a problem.

After all, rubbing a hand yields only one point per second.

But a tongue‑kiss per second.

Yet gives a full 200 points.

I don't even know about deeper interaction…… no, can't think about that!

As this thought surfaced in his mind, Su Chen's inner lust flared and ran wild.

"Time waits for no one! Right now Zhongzhou's Star Pavilion has already sent people over; Ye Xuan is expected to appear in the Eastern Wasteland in just two days—he must hurry to the Purple Yang Sect:" "Mother, Second Sister, from now on everything is on me."

I still have something to do, so I'll go to the Ziyang Sect first.

Su Chen casually raised his hand; a spatial rift appeared in the not‑far heavens, and then he flickered his form, disappearing with the rift.

Upon reappearing, he was at the Hall of Treasures; at that moment, the Treasure Pavilion was bustling with people, rumored to have a Nine‑turn Golden Pill manifest, the pill bearing nine patterns, each pattern representing a turn.

If the pill lacks even a single pattern, its potency is that much purer.

This Nine‑turn Golden Pill is also a rare treasure; I don't know where the Treasure Pavilion got it, but its potency is said to be able to revive the dead and regrow flesh on white bones.

It can also eliminate the hidden ailments left in the body from years of cultivation, equivalent to a single Marrow Washing and Hair Cutting.

No cultivator would not want it.

"I remember that Madam Liu, a few years ago, failed in her closed‑door attempt to break through to the Martial Lord Realm; her cultivation regressed, and she was left with a hidden ailment, preventing her from ever advancing again." Su Chen left, descended from the clouds, and entered the Hall of Treasures.

Strangely enough, cultivators crowd here like mountains and seas, all vying to buy the Nine‑turn Golden Pill.

But the proprietor avoids being seen, and no one buys it.

When it was Su Chen's turn to enter, the proprietor again intended to sell it.

He specially led him up to the third floor; after half an incense stick's time, Su Chen bought this Nine‑turn Golden Pill for only sixty percent of the spirit stones.

Su Chen carried the golden pill toward the Ziyang Sect; in the gap of entering the spatial rift, he muttered: "The proprietor of the Hall of Treasures is truly clueless—this Nine‑turn Golden Pill is a sacred healing medicine, comparable to an eighth‑grade pill; back then, the Hall of Gathering Treasures auctioned one once and actually fetched two hundred million spirit stones. I estimate that pill wasn't even a true Nine‑turn; its color looks duller than mine, yet this boss only charged me sixty million."

However—

After leaving, Su Chen did not know.

At this moment, the proprietor of the Hall of Treasures was holding a storage ring containing sixty million spirit stones, worrying and sighing: "Miss, miss, why are you doing this to yourself?"

"You came to me suddenly last night, saying you heard that the Young Sect Master of the Heavenly Mystery Dao Sect was sweating faintly from his palms during nightly cultivation, wondering if he had a hidden ailment and what medicine to use."

"How strange! When the Young Sect Master cultivates, you weren't even there to see it personally; it's just a rumor, yet you bothered to come yourself at midnight?!"