“I owe you nothing!”
Leng Yue’s voice was as cold as ice.
Deep down, she firmly believed she and the Holy Son owed each other nothing. In fact, after the events earlier that day, she felt it was the Holy Son who owed her an explanation!
Hearing her words, Su Mo narrowed his eyes slightly.
This Leng Yue had truly been spoiled. Did she really think the entire world revolved around her?
With a soft chuckle, Su Mo said aloud, “If you truly believe you owe me nothing, then let’s settle the accounts properly and see whether you’re in the red or not.”
His voice paused briefly before continuing, “A year ago, if I did not come to your rescue, you and Lin Xiuran’s families would have long been annihilated by that prodigy of the Pleasure Sect.
Forget Lin Xiuran for now—his survival would already have been uncertain. But you? Carrying the Heavenly Charm Physique, a rare and coveted cauldron constitution? Do I need to explain what fate would have awaited you if the Pleasure Sect’s prodigy had captured you?
If you were lucky, you might have ended up as a concubine to that prodigy. But if things had gone worse, you would have been reduced to a mere plaything, trampled and humiliated!
And don’t say that if it came to that, you’d destroy your own Heavenly Charm Physique rather than submit. How naive!
Faced with prodigies from top-tier sects, your death wouldn’t even be up to you. If they didn’t want you dead, you wouldn’t be able to die even if you begged for it! The only thing awaiting you would be endless darkness.
Now, let’s return to the point. It was I who saved you from that hell. Am I wrong?”
Leng Yue’s mind involuntarily drifted back to that year—a memory filled with despair.
Her family had been in turmoil, the enemy overwhelming. If the Holy Son had been even a moment later, the entire Jiang family would have been wiped out!
And her ultimate fate? Likely as the Holy Son described: reduced to a concubine or a toy for someone else’s amusement.
As the horrifying realization sank in, Leng Yue’s already pale face grew even whiter, her complexion now devoid of any color.
She had no choice but to admit that Su Mo was right.
Even though Lin Xiuran had shown promising talent back then, it had been no match for the overwhelming power of the Pleasure Sect’s prodigy.
Even if Lin Xiuran had sought revenge later, it wouldn’t have changed the fact that her dignity and fate would have been trampled beyond redemption.
Su Mo’s voice broke through her thoughts, relentless in its sharpness:
“In that battle between your family and the Pleasure Sect’s prodigy, you must remember how many of your brothers, sisters, and uncles were gravely injured, right? You are reading on novelping.com, the official source.
If it hadn’t been for me providing healing pills and top-tier elixirs, how many of your family members do you think would have survived those injuries?
To put it bluntly, my intervention wasn’t just your family’s salvation—it was their fortune! Would you deny this?”
Leng Yue was rendered speechless. She couldn’t argue with the truth in his words.
Reflecting on everything, she had to admit that her family had indeed benefited immensely from Su Mo’s actions.
Noticing the subtle shift in her expression, Su Mo pressed on:
“And what happened afterward? I brought both you and Lin Xiuran into the Absolute Void Holy Land. Do you have any idea how rare an opportunity that was? The Absolute Void Holy Land is one of the most powerful sanctuaries of humanity, with only about a hundred true disciples in total.
Even prodigies must undergo immense trials before being recognized as true disciples.
Yet, both of you were directly admitted as true disciples. And not only that, but under my arrangements, your cultivation resources were doubled!
If it weren’t for me, do you really think either of you could have progressed as quickly as you have in just one year?”
Leng Yue lowered her head further, biting her lip. Her face turned crimson as a faint sense of guilt crept into her heart.
But Su Mo wasn’t done. His tone grew sharper as he continued, “And Lin Xiuran’s revenge against the Pleasure Sect prodigy? Do you honestly believe they agreed to fight him on even terms willingly?
Moreover, do you think the Pleasure Sect wouldn’t retaliate after their prodigy was killed?
Why do you think none of that happened? It’s because of the Absolute Void Holy Land!
If not for the Absolute Void Holy Land standing behind you, do you really think your revenge would have gone so smoothly? That your enemies would have meekly accepted defeat? That the Pleasure Sect wouldn’t have sent assassins to settle the score?
It’s the weight of the Absolute Void Holy Land that allowed your family to rise to prominence in Xuanyuan City, becoming one of its top clans.”
As he spoke, Su Mo produced a letter with a flick of his wrist.
He handed it to Leng Yue.
Taking the letter hesitantly, Leng Yue unfolded it and read its contents carefully:
“Respected Holy Son, we are deeply grateful for your kindness. Knowing that our daughter is under your guidance in the Absolute Void Holy Land puts our hearts at ease. If you ever visit Xuanyuan City, the Jiang family will ensure you are treated with the highest respect and hospitality…”
The letter was filled with her father’s gratitude toward the Holy Son, each word sincere and heartfelt.
Leng Yue felt a tug at her heartstrings as she read.
She had always been deeply cherished by her family. Even in the face of the Pleasure Sect prodigy’s deadly threat, her family had chosen to stand and fight rather than abandon her.
Many of her siblings had perished in that battle.
Because of this, Leng Yue had always felt a strong sense of belonging and attachment to her family.
But now, seeing her father’s joy and pride in the letter—his happiness at her being named the Saintess, and the family’s newfound prestige—it hit her hard.
Her family had risen to prominence because of their association with the Absolute Void Holy Land. Top powers in and around Xuanyuan City now sought alliances with them, and their former enemies dared not act against them.
Yet, if news of her removal as Saintess were to spread, the family’s newfound glory would vanish overnight.
Those alliances would dissolve, and the Jiang family would once again be vulnerable to its old enemies.
For the first time, Leng Yue began to truly grasp the weight of her situation. Her expression dimmed with realization.
Su Mo didn’t let up, his tone turning even sharper as he delivered the final blow: “And after all that, I’ve given you countless top-tier elixirs, gone against the objections of the Holy Land’s elders, and personally named you the Saintess.
Yet, tell me, Leng Yue—what have you done for me? What have you done for the Absolute Void Holy Land?
I fail to see how I owe you anything. So why do you keep treating me with this sour face as if I do?”
Su Mo listed every instance of his generosity and support over the past year, breaking it down piece by piece.
His piercing gaze bore into Leng Yue, demanding an answer.
This, perhaps, was the epitome of the saying: “A favor too great becomes a grudge.”