Wasn’t Ye Chen imprisoned in the dungeon?
How is he here? Did he escape?
A multitude of questions flashed through Su Qingge’s mind, causing her delicate brows to furrow.
Ye Chen, however, missed this subtle detail entirely.
Thanks to the Spirit Gathering Pill, his master Yan Ji had recovered enough strength to help him break out of the dungeon. But instead of fleeing the Taixuan Holy Land immediately, Ye Chen had risked everything to sneak into the Saintess Hall to find Su Qingge.
With Yan Ji’s help, he had slipped in after some scares, but without incident. Unexpectedly, Su Qingge, who normally cultivated in her palace, was absent.
He grew anxious and brooded for a long time. Had Gu Changge forced her to move in with him? The thought pained him as he waited.
Seeing her now, alive and seemingly unharmed, was like seeing the sun after a long night.
“Qingge… you must have suffered these past few days…”
Ye Chen began, his voice trembling with emotion. But he trailed off halfway through.
Su Qingge didn’t look like she had suffered. She looked radiant. Her skin glowed with health, and her beauty was as breathtaking as ever—like a lotus flower blooming on the water’s surface.
She certainly didn’t look like a prisoner.
“Ye Chen,” Su Qingge asked, ignoring his concern, “why are you here?”
“There’s no time to explain! Qingge, come with me. I’m taking you away from this pit of fire right now!”
Ye Chen reached out to grab her hand.
In his mind, Su Qingge was a victim—oppressed by her father, coerced by the Sect, and terrified of Gu Changge. She had no choice but to submit.
He could understand her predicament.
This place was her cage. Only by running away with him could she regain that innocent, carefree smile she used to wear when they adventured together.
Su Qingge took a sharp step back, avoiding his touch. This story is hosted at g.com.
Her brows remained furrowed, her voice cool and tinged with annoyance. “Ye Chen, I will not leave the Taixuan Holy Land. Why do you refuse to understand?”
“You won’t leave? Then I’ll take you away. Gu Changge forces you, but I won’t force you.”
Ye Chen’s patience snapped. His voice turned domineering as he prepared to take her by force.
Time was short. If the elders discovered him, getting away would be very difficult.
“Don’t force me to fight you. For the sake of our past friendship, I’ll pretend this never happened,” Su Qingge said, her expression returning to calm.
“But make no mistake: with your current strength, you are no match for me.”
She wasn’t bluffing. She was a Transcendent Realm cultivator, stronger even than the Holy Son Chu Xuan. Ye Chen, still in the Soul Palace Realm, had no chance of defeating her quickly without causing a commotion.
“Qingge! Even now, you’re still so stubborn!” Ye Chen cried out in disbelief and pain. “Have you already submitted to Gu Changge? Did he break you?”
Su Qingge’s expression turned calm—almost eerily so.
“Young Lord Gu has never forced me. Everything I have done has been of my own free will.”
“Ye Chen, don’t overthink it. Young Lord Gu may not have the best character, but he is not as bad as you imagine.”
“To this day, I am still untouched. He has not laid a finger on me. That is the best proof.”
Her voice dropped, taking on a tone of bitter self-mockery.
“In fact… it is I who have impure intentions. It is I who have been trying to win his favor.”
She wanted to use this chance to be frank with Ye Chen and make everything clear, so he would stop pestering her.
…
My character isn’t great?
Outside the main hall, concealed in the shadows.
Gu Changge raised an eyebrow, a strange smile playing on his lips.
But she really did overestimate his character. Imagining things was the most dangerous part.
He knew exactly where Ye Chen would go after escaping. He had been waiting for this scene—the climax of the drama between the male and female leads.
And Su Qingge hadn’t disappointed him.
[Ding! The Male and Female Leads have completely fractured. Ye Chen’s Providence -50. Destiny Points +250.]
The System notification chimed sweetly. Gu Changge’s smile deepened.
Ye Chen, oh Ye Chen. A perfectly good Son of Providence, played to death by your own obsession.
…
Inside the hall.
When Ye Chen heard that Gu Changge hadn’t touched Su Qingge, a wave of euphoria washed over him. The jealousy and rage that had tormented him for days evaporated instantly.
But her next sentence struck him like a bolt of lightning from a clear blue sky.
He stood frozen, his brain turning to static.
“What?!”
Su Qingge… SHE is the one pursuing HIM?
SHE has impure intentions? SHE is trying to win HIS favor?
Ye Chen’s world collapsed. His ears buzzed, refusing to process the words.
Inside the ring, Yan Ji sat cross-legged in the air, black hair drifting around her. She propped up her head with one hand, looking bored.
“Sigh… I told you, Little Chen. Your prejudice against Young Lord Gu is too deep.”
Thanks to the Spirit Gathering Pill, her soul form was much more solid. She watched the scene unfolding with a sense of resignation.
Su Qingge’s choice was understandable.
After all, Gu Changge was extraordinarily attractive to women, with his outstanding appearance, strength, and formidable background.