Chapter 47 Of Course, I Choose to Forgive Her!
Su Xichen’s cold, proud eyes betrayed no hint of emotion.
“‘Seems so’? Our sect, the foremost in the realm, spent seven days gathering information, and this is all you have?”
Luo Tangyu’s hand paused midway as he stroked his chin, a flash of nervousness darting across his gaze before he steadied himself. “Qunan City is sealed by a formation; news is hard to come by and difficult to transmit. Once the Lord of the Formation Peak takes control of the city's protective array, whoever took the incomplete cultivation method will ultimately fall into the hands of the Heavenly Evolution Sect.”
Su Xichen gave him a detached glance.
Luo Tangyu froze instantly, not daring to move.
Su Xichen withdrew his gaze, lifted his teacup and said, “Since Sect Master Luo has already made his decision, I can rest assured.”
Luo Tangyu breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this. As long as Su Xichen didn’t trouble him, he could proceed to discuss the next matter.
“Peak Master Su, the head of the Yan family, who auctioned off the incomplete cultivation technique, has fled to the territory of the Supreme Divine Sect. On the surface, he’s under their protection, but in truth, his real backers remain hidden in the shadows and have not revealed themselves.”
Su Xichen’s eyes flickered; his chiseled face was strikingly handsome.
“I understand. I will capture Yan Zhixing alive for interrogation.”
Luo Tangyu choked on his words. Su Xichen was always so direct, seeing through his intentions at a glance. If such a man wholeheartedly supported him, that would be ideal. Yet Su Xichen lived with utter independence and could not be won over by any means. Still, as long as he remained neutral, Luo Tangyu could safely keep his position as sect master.
At the very least, as long as Su Xichen was present, the Heavenly Evolution Sect would not face any existential crisis.
Luo Tangyu’s thoughts raced, and after sorting them out, he quickly bid Su Xichen a tactful farewell. With Su Xichen involved, even the Supreme Divine Sect’s Old Demon Pang could not protect Yan Zhixing. Soon, the origins of the incomplete Samsara Method—whether it was released deliberately by some faction—would be revealed.
Luo Tangyu smiled faintly and returned to his residence at lightning speed.
Shortly after his departure, Su Xichen summoned his disciples and issued instructions for seclusion.
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Qu Yiqiu had been wandering outside for seven days without finding a way out and was growing anxious.
The Nether Realm sounded exceedingly formidable; she could not afford to abandon this energy!
She needed to find a way out quickly.
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Should she use her last cultivation experience points to exchange for an array-breaking talisman?
She hesitated, reluctant to let go.
“Junior Sister Qu, where are you?” The summoning token at her waist, which had been quiet for a long time, began to shine again.
Qu Yiqiu was startled, took it in her hand and tentatively asked, “Senior Brother Chi?”
The voice was gentle as jade—none other than Chi Yushu.
“It’s me. Where are you now?”
Qu Yiqiu replied with some confusion, “I’m beside a medium-sized mineral vein. Is there something you need, Senior Brother?”
“Nothing major. Just protect yourself. If you run short of resources or pills, you can go to the City Lord’s Manor and exchange for them with military merit,” Chi Yushu explained gently.
Qu Yiqiu asked in surprise, “Has the City Lord’s Manor established communication with the sect? Where are their resources coming from?”
Perhaps her reaction was a bit intense; Chi Yushu’s voice paused before continuing, “Yes, the City Lord’s Manor’s hidden teleportation array has broken through the restrictions of the city’s protective formation. Now, one person can be sent back and forth, and resources are delivered by the sect. Junior Sister, do you need more pills?”
Qu Yiqiu was overjoyed—there was a teleportation array that could send people out!
“No, no, I have enough pills. Don’t worry, Senior Brother!”
“That’s good. You might want to go to the City Lord’s Manor early and exchange for extra pills, just in case,” Chi Yushu advised with care.
Qu Yiqiu nodded quickly. “You’re right, Senior Brother. I’ll go to the City Lord’s Manor now to see what I can exchange for!”
She had to find a way to secure a teleportation slot!
As the token’s spiritual light faded, Qu Yiqiu, invigorated, flew toward the City Lord’s Manor.
City Lord’s Manor.
Cheng Changsheng sat gloomily in his seat, unable to fathom why Qian Jiangfan hated him so much that he had actually issued an unlimited pursuit order and even placed a bounty on his head in the black market.
Before launching this plan, Cheng Changsheng had already investigated Qian Jiangfan’s temperament. Logically, the destruction of a mere treasure vault, done under Qian Jiangfan’s name, shouldn’t have provoked such fury.
After all, he had controlled the Thunder Talisman’s explosion to delay it by a breath, leaving Qian Jiangfan enough time to take half the remaining treasures from the vault.
Thinking of the countless treasures sacrificed for this plan, Cheng Changsheng’s brows knitted tightly, veins bulging, fists clenched.
“Devil cultivators truly are greedy! Even after leaving him so much wealth, he still wants my head!”
In a rage, Cheng Changsheng smashed a heap of exquisite tables and chairs; the boiling spiritual energy still surged in his palms, as if the palace might be destroyed in the next moment.
The commotion quickly drew the maids waiting outside.
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They entered, clad in palace gowns, adorned with pearls and jade, graceful and elegant.
Seeing the wreckage scattered across the floor, several immediately knelt, foreheads touching the ground.
“City Lord, please calm your anger! These tables and chairs can’t be destroyed anymore. In these past days, you’ve already smashed more than three hundred and eighty sets.”
“With the city in chaos from devil cultivators, only three sets of furniture remain to decorate the City Lord’s Manor!”
“If the Heavenly Evolution Sect learns of this, the Hall Master of the Discipline Hall will surely question you!”
At the mention of the Discipline Hall’s master, Cheng Changsheng’s manic rage abruptly subsided.
“All right, all right. I know. Bring in new tables and chairs, then leave!”
Cheng Changsheng waved impatiently and slumped into one of the few remaining chairs.
He still had to appear utterly loyal before the Heavenly Evolution Sect and could not let them see the slightest hint of wrongdoing.
All the anger in his chest was forcibly suppressed.
The maids bowed their heads in affirmation, sighed in relief, and respectfully took new furniture from the storage chest, decorating the hall.
Qu Yiqiu walked from the Battle Merit Hall to the main hall of the City Lord’s Manor. Seeing the doors wide open, she asked cheerfully, “Is City Lord Cheng here? I am Qu Yiqiu, disciple of the Heavenly Evolution Sect’s Second Squad, requesting an audience with the City Lord.”
Cheng Changsheng, growing impatient, frowned and instructed a nearby maid, “Tell her I’m not here!”
“Yes!” The maid bowed, approached the entrance and said, “Please return, Immortal Lady. Our City Lord says he is not here.”
Cheng Changsheng, whose cultivation had reached the early Nascent Soul stage, nearly spat blood in fury at hearing this! When had he hired such a foolish maid?
The maid turned, saw Cheng Changsheng staring at her, and her delicate cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she walked back shyly.
“City Lord, I’ve delivered your message.”
Cheng Changsheng silently stared at her face, instantly recalling when he had hired her.
With such a beautiful and charming girl, what harm was there in the occasional mistake?
It was of no consequence, none at all.