Chapter 134: Return

The words fell.

Ling'er, standing nearby, instantly turned pale.

The Chu Family Head was even more shocked, frozen in place, only after a while did he react, understanding the meaning of Su Chen's words.

Su Chen, he… he said he wasn't interested in Ling'er?

"That's absolutely impossible; just now your look at Ling'er clearly showed… besides, Ling'er's character, appearance, even cultivation talent are flawless—what about her isn't better than Miss Lin? How could you possibly be moved?"

Not only could the Chu Family Head not accept it.

Even Ling'er couldn't accept this cruel judgment of 'one thought heaven, one thought hell'.

In an instant her tears fell like broken pearls, pattering down.

With tear-blurred eyes she stared at Su Chen, pursed her pale, colorless lips, and demanded: 'Sect Young Master, did you say that Miss Lin is inferior to me? You could love her to death, so why aren't you interested in me?'

I don't believe it; just look at me properly—I don't believe…

Looking over the whole Mysterious City, those who can make the Eastern Wasteland Beauty Ranking are few; whoever sees me doesn't fail to praise me as a nation‑toppling beauty. I've already debased myself, lowered my stature to follow you, so how could you wound my heart like this? Spouting such lies to deceive me?

The black cat gazed at Su Chen with a somewhat complex look, then after a moment shouted helplessly: 'Young Master this…'

Faced with the two supremely confident people, he showed an attitude of 'not giving up until reaching the Yellow River'.

Su Chen had completely run out of patience to explain; since the Chu Family Head and Chu Ling'er were so confident, it was as if not bringing Liu Liyan before them would entangle him endlessly.

Moreover, nation‑toppling,

How nation‑toppling, how kingdom‑toppling?

In this Mysterious City, they really think that making the top thirty of the Eastern Wasteland Beauty Ranking makes one a person, and they'll all fall under her pomegranate skirt.

Then don't blame him for slapping faces—after all, they brought it on themselves: 'Fine, since you won't hear the truth and insist on being slapped, if you want to follow me, then follow.'

"Chu Family Head, don't just stand there dumbfounded—use the Disguise Technique, change your appearance and come with us."

"Otherwise, when the time comes your precious daughter will come back crying, and you'll have to run back to confront us."

The Chu Family Head automatically blocked out the deeper meaning of those words.

He also subconsciously thought Su Chen was accepting this marriage.

He immediately smiled, began to imagine Su Chen defeating Ye Xuan, unifying the Eastern Wasteland and reigning supreme, and also fantasized that relying on his daughter he would be 'one person below, ten thousand above'.

Thinking thus,

The Chu Family Head quickly used the Disguise Technique, changed his appearance, and followed Su Chen to the tavern with a full smile.

On the way to the tavern, Ling'er and the Chu Family Head were as if they had taken a reassurance pill, believing the marriage was settled, and completely ignored Su Chen's remark about 'slapping their faces'.

Let's not discuss whether Su Chen's fiancée is actually at the tavern.

If she isn't, then all will be well.

If she is?

Ling'er curled the corner of her mouth; if she were there, the moment she appeared, that so‑called Holy Maiden Liu would surely be ashamed and wish to crawl into a crack in the ground.

A commodity that even Lin Jianran can't outshine—how much beauty could it have? Against her fish‑sinking, moon‑hiding face, it's like green leaves setting off red flowers; she'd probably have no face left to stay by the Young Sect's side.

"Go, go, go."

Around the Drunken Flower Tavern, figures emerged one after another.

More than ten figures, discernible as women from their build, appeared in the alley.

At the front, Zixia shouted to those behind: 'Everyone, perk up and spread your divine sense.'

"Among the Heavenly Mystic Dao Sect there is an inheritance of talisman masters; back when we raided the Black Water Heavenly Prison of the Qingming Divine Sect, we personally experienced it—that light talisman paper can summon heavenly thunder, and even the fiercest martial arts would likely be unable to resist it."

"I've heard that Su Chen is now leading a group of cultivators to the Chu family in Mysterious City; only half of the cultivators remain in the tavern, and I'll knock them all out with the Confusing God Incense."

"Chixia, take your people and immediately go rescue the Master; be sure to save the Master before Su Chen returns."

The dozens behind nodded solemnly: 'Yes, sir!'

"The Master has certainly suffered undeserved grievances during this time; Su Chen is hardly human—he not only bound the Master with the Binding Demon Rope, but also sealed the Master's cultivation, and worse, he lusts after the Master's beauty, even treating her like a puppet, forcing her into his embrace."

"Since joining the Breaking Army Hall, our lives have belonged to the Master; without the Master, we could never have set foot on the path of cultivation."

"If this grudge goes unanswered, what face do we have to see the Master again?"

After hearing this impassioned speech, the cultivators were fired up as if injected with chicken blood.

Each of them had a cold, ruthless gaze, wore night‑clothes, hid daggers, and sneaked into the Drunken Flower Tavern under the cover of night.

The entire tavern had already been bought out by Su Chen.

Three stories, twelve private rooms in total, filled with black‑panther guards and cultivators.

Chixia led the cultivators in spreading their divine sense, tiptoed upstairs, the floorboards creaking; she took the Confusing God Incense from her storage ring, preparing to approach the Heaven‑character‑sized room to knock out everyone inside…

But,

Just as she was about to use Origin Force Fire to light the Confusing God Incense,

In that instant she froze.

Chixia: "???"

"What's going on? Hurry up and light the Confusing God Incense."

"I never expected the Heavenly Mystic Dao Sect to have fallen to this state; the disciples' souls are so powerful that if we don't act quickly, we'll soon notice something's off."

"Chixia, what's wrong with you?"

Chixia said nothing, put away the Confusing God Incense, filled with shock and a hard‑to‑describe complex feeling, turned to the cultivators and said: 'Everyone inside the private rooms has collapsed; there are two jugs of spirit liquor on the table, and all the people are dead‑drunk, lying unconscious on the floor.'

"I haven't even lit the Confusing God Incense—how did they all pass out?"

Thinking that, Chixia instinctively rushed to the Earth‑character‑sized private room to look.

All the other private rooms were the same.

Chixia felt a sense of foreboding; upon opening the private room, she found that the spirit liquor contained Soul‑scattering Pills, whose ingredients are extremely special.

This is a colorless, tasteless Soul‑scattering Pill from the Breaking Army Hall worth ten million spirit stones per grain.

They're here?

No way?

Even if their people had come, it would be impossible to slip Scattering Soul Pills into the spirit liquor without anyone noticing.

So that everyone is affected.

"Oh no, where is the master?"

"Forget about other things for now, quickly go see where the master is and if there's any danger."

Chi Xia gathered her thoughts and rushed into the private room.

Bang!

The door of the private room was opened.

Liu Liyan sat aloofly at the wooden table, cheek resting on her hand, elegantly supporting her chin; hearing the door open, she didn't even blink, merely saying in a cold tone: "Everyone's here."

That sudden remark, as if it had been anticipated, left Chi Xia and the others stunned in place.