Chapter 38: Sowing Discord

Su Chen gave Lin Jianran the look of an idiot; his past efforts were nothing but feeding a dog, and as for the next lifetime, if he ever meets a woman surnamed Lin, he'll just slap her to death.

「Bang! 」

「Bang bang! 」

Piles of spirit treasures resembling small hills, along with mystic weapons, were moved into the main hall.

Lin's mother watched as the Lin family's foundation was just given away, and her tears were about to burst out.

Without these spirit treasures as a foundation to absorb fresh blood, the Lin family would likely have to fall back to being a second-rate clan.

But upon thinking that the Tianxuan Dao Sect was colluding with the extraterritorial heavenly demon, she swallowed back the words she had held back for a while.

"Have you finished counting everything?" Su Chen stroked Liu Liyan's delicate, fair little hand, casually flipping through the booklet.

The guard lifted his head and respectfully said, "Report to the Young Sect Master, we are still lacking three hundred fourth-grade Hui Chun Pills, five hundred third-grade Cu Gu Pills, and thirty million medium-grade spirit stones."

Upon hearing this, Lin Jianran's pretty face turned deathly pale.

These pills and spirit stones had all been used by her for cultivation, supplying the family.

Even a large portion of the Cu Gu Pills and Hui Chun Pills had been secretly sent by her to Elder Brother Ye Xuan, after Ye Xuan's meridians were ruined and he was cast out by the Ye family.

When she went alone to Zhongzhou for tempering.

It was her various excuses and reasons, giving full support to her elder brother Ye Xuan, that finally allowed her elder brother Ye Xuan to rise and become the Young Pavilion Master of the Star Pavilion.

However, the awaited bad news was that she would be marrying the imperial princess of the Great Yu Dynasty; she… couldn't even attain the status of a concubine.

She hurriedly lifted her eyes to look at Su Chen, about to say that these would serve as compensation for his three years of entanglement.

Accompanied by Su Chen's steady voice: "Is that so? Pills and spirit stones, as consumables, are probably not coming back."

"It would be better to offset them with something of equivalent value."

"After all, Miss Lin is so aloof, how could she be willing to covet the Tianxuan Dao Sect's pills and spirit stones? Oh, right, I see the storage ring on Miss Lin's hand and this robe look familiar; it seems I gave it to her on a whim back then—hurry up and take it off."

"Also take off the ice boots, purple flame shoulder guards, and exquisite armor."

「……」

Upon hearing these cold, heartless words, Lin Jianran's lips trembled.

The personal maid glanced at her fearfully several times, seeing that Lin Jianran still had no reaction.

So they had to bring the guards to empty out the Lin Manor's stored cultivation techniques and mystic weapons.

To offset the pills and spirit stones.

All the remaining spirit stones in the Lin Manor were completely moved out.

Dozens of storage rings, filled with spirit stones, were about to pile up into small hills.

The cultivation techniques, talismans, and formation diagrams laid out in the main hall… everything beneficial for cultivation was all taken away.

In less than half an hour.

The Lin Manor was completely looted.

Even the Grand Master Chair beneath Lin's mother's seat, which nurtured the spirit and condensed qi, was also moved away.

Lin's mother gazed at the Lin Manor hall, now bare walls, her lips trembling with rage, her body spasming repeatedly.

Lin Jianran, moreover, let her hair hang loose, wearing a plain white robe; her robe and armor had all been taken away, leaving her so destitute she was worse than a servant in the manor.

"Hmm, barely settled."

Su Chen glanced satisfiedly at the storage rings on his ten fingers, the corners of his mouth slightly rising, as he looked at Lin Jianran, who repeatedly wanted to speak but held back, saying: "Miss Lin, from this moment on, we are even."

"Let's go."

Lin Jianran suddenly reacted, turning her head to look at Su Chen, her heartache as if being gouged out: "Su Chen, I know, I understand, I know you're doing this also so I won't be implicated. I understand your intentions."

"If you survive this calamity, you will surely come back to pursue me; if you unfortunately die, you will definitely prepare a way out for me, after all, you love me so deeply."

"Seeing that you have bared your heart and soul for me, silently enduring so much, I forgive your past offenses against me."

Su Chen: "……" What the hell is wrong with his brain?

Su Chen expressionlessly took Liu Liyan's hand and walked out of the Lin Manor, never turning back to glance at Lin Jianran even once.

Yet such an icy, indifferent attitude seemed to have no effect on Lin Jianran.

She lightly covered her lips, her beautiful eyes swelling with deep emotion, imagining countless reasons why Su Chen had no choice, and finally she still gave Liu Liyan a glance tinged with pity.

She was thinking,

Su Chen taking these gifts to walk away were all for show, the purpose being to let Ye Xuan, the Great Yu Dynasty, and the Star Pavilion know that her Lin family, she Lin Jianran, and Su Chen had no relation whatsoever.

If Su Chen survives this calamity, he will surely make a comeback someday, bringing these heavy gifts and welcoming her with nine black flood dragons.

If Su Chen fails to escape Ye Xuan's pursuit, and the Tianxuan Dao Sect is exterminated, Su Chen will surely rack his brains, trying every means to send these spirit treasures and mystic weapons back to her.

After all, he loves her that much!

Lin Jianran's face full of conviction, with ample confidence, she touched her own slender white neck, the missing Concentrating Spirit Necklace, and the armor on her body, painfully comforting Lin's mother with: "Mother, don't worry, after a while when the fuss dies down, everything will return to the right track."

"He loves his daughter to the extent of deep into the marrow; he surely already planned a retreat for her, no matter who ultimately survives between him and Elder Brother Ye Xuan, it won't implicate us."

"If this time Elder Brother Ye Xuan could agree to give me a title, that would be great; Su Chen kissed that bitch Liu Liyan, if it weren't for him silently sitting in my place all this time, I'd find him dirty."

"Indeed a pity."

"Because Lin Jianran is clearly over-imagining."

"Because Su Chen will not only not return the spirit treasures and mystic weapons to her, he will also use all the spirit stones of the Tianxuan Dao Sect to cultivate the Innate Sacred Body Dao Fetus."

"So many spirit stone resources!"

"Enough to cultivate the Sacred Body Dao Fetus to minor completion."

"When Ye Xuan descends upon the Eastern Wasteland that day, he will surely let Ye Xuan know who truly is the protagonist of the Northern Abyss Continent."

"Calculating the time, Liu Liyan will also soon come over to touch and sleep together; Su Chen, feeling satisfied, closed the door and prepared to sleep blissfully."

"At this moment——"

"\"Black Dragon, Sect Master Su being a descendant of the heavenly demon is solid evidence, and it's caused quite an uproar; his colluding with the extraterritorial is known throughout the Eastern Wasteland, what else do you not believe? \""

Young Master Ye Xuan is benevolent, willing to give you cultivators who rely on the Heavenly Profound Dao Sect for a living a chance to reform—do you really still want to persist in your delusion? Do you really want to become food for the Heavenly Devil?

Listen to my advice: turning back is shore; see the reality sooner—the Young Sect Master has made no preparation to leave us a way out!

The sudden voice of conversation caused Su Chen to stop his steps.

He narrowed his eyes, his divine sense sweeping toward the source of the sound.

Only see, the Wang Yaoshi sent by the Ye Family Head was speaking solemnly with Black Dragon.

And Black Dragon is exactly one of the nine guards Su Chen trained in the Combined Attack Sword Formation.

The nine are each named after nine kinds of animals for ease of address, and this Black Dragon is the leader of the nine.

Black Dragon, upright and unyielding, shouted angrily: 'Don't spread alarmist talk here, trying to drive a wedge between us and the Young Sect Master!'

The Sect Master's kindness to us is as heavy as a mountain, and the Young Master treats us like reborn parents, personally bestowing names on us—how dare you slander our benefactor!

Even if we retreat ten thousand steps, even if the Young Master lets us become food for the Heavenly Devil, what then? If the Young Master truly colludes with heaven.

The Young Master himself can barely protect himself, so we guards naturally must sacrifice ourselves to preserve the Young Master's life!

But you!

Having said this, Black Dragon glanced askance, sensed a hint of danger, and began to size up the Wang Yaoshi before him.

Thereafter, disdainful, he scoffed with a look of contempt: 'These past few days, you not only fail to properly treat the Holy Maiden's illness, but instead wander about aimlessly; your thievish, mouse-eyed appearance shows at a glance you're no good.'