Chapter 877: As You Wish

However, the scene that followed left her stunned. She saw White Robe nod without hesitation and say, "As you wish, she will disappear."

"What did you say? White Robe, what right do you have to treat me like this? I report directly to the God Lord," Li Qingwan roared in anger. "I just snatched the Miyuan Pill for you all."

"Your mission was to raise funds, not to get the Miyuan Pill. Besides, in the eyes of the God Lord, everyone is a pawn." White Robe smiled. He suddenly stretched out his right hand and grabbed Li Qingwan's head.

Then his fingernails extended, and the long, sharp nails embedded themselves deep into the top of Li Qingwan's head.

Li Qingwan screamed in agony, and fresh blood dripped down from the top of her head.

With a *crack*, a crystal the size of a walnut was forcibly gouged out from Li Qingwan's head.

"The reason she could be resurrected is because of this Biological Crystal. Each person can only have one implanted. Destroy this thing, and she will never be able to resurrect again." As White Robe spoke, he clenched his hand, and with a *crack*, the object in his hand shattered.

Li Qingwan collapsed to the ground with a *thud*. She convulsed violently, and a moment later, she lay motionless.

This time, she was truly dead.

Chen Yu looked at Li Qingwan and felt a sense of lament. After all, they were once people who had shared a life together; seeing her gone, he could not summon even a shred of hatred.

"Your organization is truly ruthless." Chen Yu's brows furrowed slightly. He had not expected White Robe to act so decisively; Li Qingwan was, after all, one of their own.

"Heh, the God Lord often says that those who achieve great things do not fuss over trifles. People like Li Qingwan can be cultivated by the thousands every minute, but people like you are rare and hard to come by."

White Robe smiled slightly. "Now I have done as you asked, have you considered things clearly?"

"Sorry, those who walk different paths cannot make plans together," Chen Yu grinned.

"I'm afraid that's not up to you." White Robe sneered. He stretched out his right hand, which actually grew by half a foot. His target was Ning Ruoxue. He said in a deep voice, "If you don't agree, she dies."

Suddenly, a red shadow flashed in the room. A figure swept past rapidly, grabbed Ning Ruoxue, and retreated quickly.

White Robe's strike missed. When he looked back, he saw Chixiao forming a hand seal with her right hand, while a sharp, murderous aura surged toward him.

"Dharma Cultivator." White Robe's expression changed drastically. Chixiao's strength was at the Late Stage of the Dharma Cultivator realm, even stronger than Chen Yu.

He waved his arms, and his white robe billowed without wind. A protective aura suddenly shielded him. With a *boom*, Chixiao's Forbidden Dharma struck behind him. White Robe let out a deep grunt and retreated five steps.

*Boom—*, a transparent aura rippled outward in all directions, and the tables and chairs in the room were reduced to powder in an instant.

Meanwhile, Chen Yu had found his opening. He swung the Lichen in his hand, and a streak of Sword Qi attacked White Robe.

White Robe let out a deep grunt, crossed his arms, and forcibly took Chen Yu's sword strike.

With a *boom*, blood splattered from White Robe's two arms, but with his protective aura, Chen Yu's sword strike was deflected elsewhere.

With a *boom*, several streaks of Sword Qi struck upward, and a large portion of the villa's roof was torn off.

White Robe's body shook, and he retreated several steps. With two great Dharma Cultivators attacking him simultaneously, he was naturally no match. He turned around, and his figure vanished rapidly.

"He's going to turn invisible!" Chen Yu shouted fiercely. He struck out with the Lichen again. With a *splat*, blood splattered; at the same time he launched the sword strike, White Robe's figure completely hid within the darkness.

However, one of his arms had been forcibly severed by Chen Yu. Chen Yu followed the bloodstains on the ground and chased after him, his Divine Sense spreading out, but regrettably, White Robe had completely disappeared.

White Robe's strength did not seem to be pieced together through various genetic technologies; his strength was immense, and he possessed the ability to conceal his form. Thinking that there were still the Ten Great Underworld Envoys above the God Lord made Chen Yu's head ache.

Returning to the room, Ning Ruoxue hugged Chen Yu tightly. The composure she had shown earlier was just a forced act; in reality, she was also terrified inside.

"It's okay, it's all over. It's my fault for not protecting you well," Chen Yu said, stroking her hair with a sense of self-reproach.

"No, it was my own fault. Why did you come to save me? It was so dangerous." Ning Ruoxue's tears fell continuously.

Chen Yu smiled. "You are my woman now; seeing you in danger, how could I not save you?"

Watching the two of them being lovey-dovey, Chixiao wore a cold expression. In her view, human emotions were just a waste of time for cultivation. Chen Yu had such great cultivation resources and didn't cherish them; spending time on emotions was a waste.

"Thank you." Chen Yu turned to Chixiao. "I will think of a way for your matter as soon as possible."

"Chen Yu, you must remember that you owe me a few times now." Chixiao glanced at Chen Yu. "Also, a reminder: although this world is lacking in Spiritual Power, there are quite a few experts among Dharma Cultivators. You must not let your guard down."

"Alright, I understand. Thanks for the reminder." Chen Yu nodded.

Chixiao turned and disappeared without a trace. Chen Yu glanced at Li Qingwan lying on the ground and couldn't help but sigh. This time, Li Qingwan was truly dead.

A grudge spanning two lifetimes—past and present—had finally come to an end. It was a pity that until the moment of her death, Li Qingwan had not recognized her own status. She thought she was important, but little did she know, to the God Lord, she was merely a pawn that could be discarded at any time.

Someone would handle the aftermath. After this crisis, Chen Yu realized that his strength was not yet enough to protect those around him, so he secretly resolved to become stronger.

Because only by becoming stronger would he have the ability to protect those around him.

A few days passed in a flash. That day, he received a call from Ye Qinglong saying there was a banquet—a private, small-circle banquet for the major wealthy families and Aristocratic Families of Shengjing.

Chen Yu didn't really want to go, but upon reflection, he was now the future successor of the He Clan and the Chen Family; he still needed to show his face more at such occasions.

The banquet was held in a manor on the outskirts. Those who could mingle in this circle were basically the top-tier young masters or young ladies of Shengjing. Chen Yu did see quite a few familiar faces here.

"Chen Yu, your status is different now. Crown Prince, Direct Descendant of a wealthy family—in the future, you are the one to inherit the He Clan and the Chen Family. I dare say, no one in this circle is more impressive than you. You need to come out and socialize more at these events."

Ye Qinglong, that kid, was still acting all old and seasoned. Ever since Chen Yu's identity was revealed, this guy acted like a senior in front of Chen Yu, terrified that Chen Yu wouldn't understand the rules, so he insisted on teaching Chen Yu everything.

"Alright, that's enough. This occasion is truly boring. If it weren't for the fact that we'll be in the same social circle in the future, I wouldn't have come here at all," Chen Yu said indifferently.