Xi Yaoyue froze. “What did you just say?”
Chu Lingxiao puffed out his chest. “Su Moli waited until now to break through—wasn’t it clearly to impress me with a surprise?”
“Fine. I accept it now.”
“Set the date. We’ll get married.”
Xi Yaoyue hadn’t expected someone could be so shameless!
Her expression turned icy. “You…”
“Mother.” Su Moli interrupted and stepped forward, walking toward Chu Lingxiao.
Xi Yaoyue was startled. “You wouldn’t…”
Her thoughts were the opposite of what they’d been yesterday. She feared that because Chu Lingxiao had been the first to be engaged to her, Su Moli might misjudge his character and fall for him.
Tap!
In her mother’s anxious gaze, Su Moli stepped forward. A fierce wave of pressure erupted from her body.
“Get lost!!!”
With a thunderous roar, an overwhelming force blasted Chu Lingxiao off his feet and sent him flying backward.
“You beast! What are you doing!” Granny Yinhe’s voice was cold as she caught the Holy Son of Radiant Light.
At the same time, her other hand began to gather power, prepared to teach this ungrateful girl a harsh lesson.
Crack.
Feng Zhongyu and the other two said nothing. They simply stood tall and gripped their weapons.
The estate guards all glared menacingly. You dared to upset their beloved Third Miss? Clearly, you had a death wish!
Chu Lingxiao roared, “You—how dare you strike me?!”
“Granny, attack!”
Granny Yinhe hesitated, her expression uncertain. “Holy Son, let’s think this through.”
She wasn’t a match for any one of those three experts, let alone all at once.
Not to mention, dozens of elite Divine Dryan Guards stood outside the Zhenyuan Marquis Residence.
If they caused trouble in the capital, the Radiant Light Holy Land might not survive the consequences.
Chu Lingxiao’s veins bulged with fury as he straightened his robe. “Don’t think that a little strength makes you special!”
“The Su family is nothing before Radiant Light Holy Land!”
“Without me, let’s see who else would want to marry you!”
Whoosh!
A loud shout came from beyond the Su residence gates. “Futu Pavilion sensed the emergence of a Great Dao and has come to pay respects! May we inquire what has happened and request a glimpse?”
Earlier, when the Imperial Guards had mobilized, Qingwen had already reached the gate.
She communicated with the soldiers and handed out small gifts to build rapport.
Thinking of today’s events, she couldn’t help but feel indignant.
She raised her voice, “Just now, our Third Miss leaped from the Soul Sea Realm into the Dao Harmony Realm and even perfected a Great Dao!”
“And by the way, Radiant Light Holy Land came to annul the engagement—so it’s a double celebration!”
The aura from the breakthrough had already spread, and it wouldn’t remain a secret. It was better to announce it openly and make Miss famous!
A Futu Pavilion elder stationed in the capital sensed the aura and came to investigate. Upon hearing this, he laughed heartily, “Congratulations! Another prodigy has emerged from the Su family.”
“Coincidentally, our Young Sect Master is a dragon among men, and he’s nearly perfected the Futu Art.”
“If the Su family’s young lady doesn’t mind, perhaps she could meet with our young master?”
Chu Lingxiao’s face darkened.
He had just declared that no one would marry Su Moli, and now suitors were lining up.
Before he could even react, more voices followed.
“The Nethermoon Sect has come to pay respects. Since the young lady of the Su family is no longer engaged, would she consider a union with our core disciple?”
“Hah! That Radiant Light Holy Land must be out of their mind—how could they disregard someone who’s perfected a Great Dao?”
“Is the Marquis of Zhenyuan present? I’m Baron Snowbear. Ten years ago, we fought side by side! Your daughter is truly extraordinary. My son is twenty and recently appointed adjutant…”
“The Heavenly Firmament Sect is here to pay respects. Unlike the short-sighted Radiant Light Holy Land, we would gladly welcome such a talented noblewoman—be it as a disciple or through marriage.”
At first, only a few important figures had come to make an appearance.
But now that the Su family had produced a cultivator who leapt across seven stages and perfected a Great Dao, countless forces followed suit, sending representatives, visiting cards, and gifts.
Even if she didn’t choose to join them, they still wanted to build a good relationship.
Meanwhile, the Radiant Light Holy Land was being thoroughly humiliated.
A 6th stage cultivator was already considered a top-tier expert anywhere and could command immense respect.
Most generals of the Grand Qian Empire were only at the 6th or 7th stage.
Perfecting a Great Dao only amplified her potential to terrifying heights.
People like her were to be cherished, praised, and worshipped.
Who in their right mind would push her away and then annul the engagement?
“That Radiant Light Holy Land really has no idea what they’re doing!”
“Even looking down on the Zhenyuan Marquis Residence. Serves them right for crashing and burning!”
“The Zhenyuan Marquis commands a million elite troops. If this turns into a fight, the Holy Land may not survive.”
“Tsk tsk, such shortsightedness… that sect is doomed in the long run.”
“Utter fools!”
Chu Lingxiao hated how sensitive his ears were at this moment.
His entire body trembled with rage. He glared fiercely at Su Moli.
But even that didn’t ease his frustration. So, he glared again at the little brat in her arms.
That must be the Su family’s heir!
He’s the one who ruined everything!
If it weren’t for that Golden Rain Pill, how would Su Moli have broken through at the last second?
He had been the one to shove the pill into her mouth—triggering the eruption of three years of accumulation and causing her to leap across seven stages!
Who else ate pills the moment they were given?!
“Hmph!” Chu Lingxiao swore to himself: From now on, every time I see a little brat, I’m punching one!
And just as he left the gates, he bumped into a little brat.
“You… are you the Holy Son of Radiant Light?”
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The Xiao family hadn’t been doing well these past few days.
To buy Dragon Blood Grass, the whole family had drained their savings.
This targeted spiritual herb wasn’t easy to sell, and they couldn’t bear to use it either.
If left improperly stored, its spiritual essence would slowly dissipate. They were anxious.
But today, Xiao Qingchen was in a good mood.
Early in the morning, he received news that someone from the Radiant Light Holy Land had arrived.
Lin Ying’er was even more excited and revealed a great secret. “Good news, Young Master!”
“The Su family’s Third Miss will die in the Radiant Light Holy Land.”
“When that happens, the Su family will go mad with revenge—and we’ll gain a huge advantage!”
“Also…”
Lin Ying’er was thrilled. She remembered this part clearly.
Today, Radiant Light Holy Land would look down on Su Moli and come to break off the engagement.
But due to Xi Yaoyue’s resolute arguments, the engagement would remain.
A forced marriage never turns out well. After Su Moli entered the Radiant Light Holy Land, her cold poison would erupt. No one would be able to approach her.
As the official wife, she wouldn’t even be touched. The Holy Son would grow resentful and treat her with cold disdain and cruelty.
Su Moli wouldn’t want her family to worry and would always say she was fine.
By the time the Demon Lord realized something was wrong—it would be too late.
Su Moli would become an ice sculpture, her life extinguished.
The Demon Lord would go mad and slaughter the entire Radiant Light Holy Land.
Lin Ying’er had picked up plenty of loot in that chaos and gained tremendous fortune.
Xiao Qingchen had even saved the dying Chu Lingxiao, turning him into a loyal underling and gaining great help.
But all of it—every bit of benefit—depended on Su Moli dying.
When the whale falls, all things thrive.
“Also,” Lin Ying’er added, “Xi Yaoyue is foolish enough to want this engagement to continue.”
“Young Master, didn’t you visit her these past few days as a three-year-old child to gain her trust?”
“This time it’s a free opportunity. Just saying a few words will let you take credit too.”
“Lower her guard even more. Then the Su family will be yours to control!”
Xiao Qingchen’s eyes lit up. “You’re right!”
For the past few days, he’d been visiting Xi Yaoyue disguised as a three-year-old, just to gain her trust.
Today’s visit would yield even more results.
Without delay, Xiao Qingchen set off.
His cultivation was still weak, so he hadn’t noticed the energy in the air.
But as luck would have it—he ran straight into Chu Lingxiao, who was walking out.