39: The Immovable King of Divine Power! Leng Qingshuang's Solo Audience?

In the Canglan Sacred Sect after the flames of war had died down, the air was thick with the scent of blood and charred remains.

The interior of the Sect had been severely damaged by the Demon Race and demonic Cultivators.

In the final moments, those Cultivators from the Demon Territory realized they could no longer breach the Canglan Sacred Sect, so they shifted their focus to destroying it!

It must be said that this strategy indeed caused immense losses to the Canglan Sacred Sect.

The setting sun had completely sunk, leaving only a few dark red clouds on the horizon, the same color as the uncleansed bloodstains on the ground.

Sparsely scattered flames still flickered amidst the ruins—unburnt wood crackling and popping, a sound that grated on the nerves.

More prevalent were suppressed groans, short cries of grief, and the heavy footsteps of Law Enforcement Hall Disciples and War Demon Army Cultivators weaving back and forth as they moved the wounded or the dead.

Lu Yu helped dig out the last young Disciple with a broken leg from the pile of rubble and handed him over to a deacon from the Medical Hall who had hurried over.

The Disciple looked to be only seventeen or eighteen; his face was streaked with black and white, making it impossible to distinguish between ash and tears. He was gasping in pain, but his eyes lit up when he saw Lu Yu, and he struggled to say something.

Lu Yu waved his hand, signaling him not to move.

Straightening up, Lu Yu rotated his stiff shoulders, feeling an exhaustion that seemed to seep through the very marrow of his bones.

It wasn't physical fatigue, but rather the mental tension that had slackened after the fight; looking at the devastation before him, he felt a sense of emptiness.

When his Lu Family was exterminated back then, it was a similar scene of a living hell, with the corpses of his clansmen everywhere, leaving him as the sole survivor rescued by his Revered Master.

However, at that moment, the long-unheard voice of the System rang out once more!

[Detected that the protagonist has successfully prevented the son of destiny, Tang San, from resurrecting his fiancée, Xiao Wu! Successfully dealt a severe blow to the son of destiny, Tang San!]

[Reward for the protagonist: Divine Ability: Immovable Wisdom King!]

[Successfully plundered the Luck of the son of destiny, Tang San!]

[destiny +2000! Luck Gold Coins +6000!]

[Divine Ability: Immovable Wisdom King: Upon activation, a faint golden light will appear on the user's surface, capable of blocking all attacks! It lasts for three seconds, during which the user's body will be unable to move, fixed in a single posture. After one use, it cannot be used again for seven days!]

Lu Yu's eyes widened instantly; he hadn't expected such a pleasant surprise this time!

Although he hadn't successfully prevented the Demon Lord's resurrection, he had at least stopped Xiao Wu's.

And he hadn't expected the reward to be such a wonderful surprise!

This would serve as an extra layer of protection in the future.

"Revered Master."

At that moment, Lin Wanqiu came jogging over, holding a waterskin. Her small face was also smudged with ash, but her eyes were bright, filled with the excitement of having survived the disaster and a lingering hint of tension.

"Have some water. Fairy Luo is counting the casualties. Holy Lord Leng and... Senior Martial Uncle, along with several Elders, are discussing matters in the Canglan Hall."

Lu Yu took the waterskin and gulped down a few mouthfuls; the cold water slid down his throat, giving his spirits a slight boost.

"Mm, I see."

He looked around.

"You're not hurt, are you?"

"No, I did exactly as Revered Master said and stayed behind the Senior Sisters to help with the treatments. I didn't go to the front lines."

Lin Wanqiu shook her head quickly and then lowered her voice, her tone filled with admiration.

"Revered Master, Senior Martial Uncle is so powerful! Those demonic Cultivators looked like they'd seen a ghost when they saw her!"

Lu Yu twitched the corner of his mouth.

Of course she was; that reputation of hers was forged through slaughter in the Demon Territory.

He looked toward the Canglan Hall; it was brightly lit, and the Formations had been reactivated, but he could still feel the heavy atmosphere emanating from within.

Dealing with the aftermath, assigning blame, preparing for a potential comeback from the Demon Territory... it was a complete mess.

Just as he was thinking this, a cold aura approached from a distance.

Luo Qingxue descended on her Flying Sword. Her aqua-green skirt was stained with a few spots, and her hair was slightly disheveled, but her expression remained relatively calm.

She first nodded to Lin Wanqiu and then looked at Lu Yu, her ice-blue eyes showing obvious exhaustion along with a hint of relief.

"Revered Master, the Elders, and Senior Ling are currently discussing important matters."

Luo Qingxue's voice was somewhat hoarse.

"Lu Yu, you... come with me for a moment. There are some follow-up matters you need to know about."

Her tone was formal, but her eyes conveyed a different message.

Lu Yu understood, gave a few instructions to Lin Wanqiu, and followed Luo Qingxue toward a relatively intact side hall.

Neither of them spoke on the way.

Passing through the ruined corridors, they could still see charred Spell marks on the walls and bloodstains that hadn't been cleaned yet. The smell in the air was still unpleasant.

Not until they entered the side hall and Luo Qingxue activated a simple soundproofing barrier did her shoulders slump slightly. She leaned against a pillar by the door and let out a long breath, her face showing an irrepressible weariness.

"Tired?"

Lu Yu walked over to her side, his tone softening.

Luo Qingxue gave a soft "Mm" and rubbed the space between her eyebrows.

"The casualty statistics are out. Over a thousand Outer Sect Disciples are dead or wounded, along with hundreds of Inner Sect Disciples. Seventeen people at the deacon and Elder levels were lost... Over forty percent of the Mountain Protection Formation is damaged, and the warehouses, Alchemy Hall, and Weapon Hall have all suffered varying degrees of loss."

As she recited the numbers, her voice grew lower and lower.

"If not for... if not for the timely arrival of the Heavenly Evolution Immortal Sect and several Grand Elders fighting to the death, the consequences would have been unthinkable."

"It's all in the past now."

Lu Yu reached out to pat her shoulder, but after a moment's hesitation, he lowered his hand and gently squeezed her arm instead.

"We held our ground; that's enough."

Feeling the warm touch on her arm, Luo Qingxue's body stiffened slightly, but she didn't pull away.

She looked up at Lu Yu, her ice-blue eyes reflecting the light from the pearls in the hall, her expression somewhat complex.

Lu Yu smiled and withdrew his hand.

"Is the matter with Tang Zhen completely resolved?"

At the mention of Tang Zhen, Luo Qingxue's gaze turned cold.

"Tang Zhen activated a secret technique to summon a demon soul, ultimately using his own body as a medium to resurrect the Heavenly Nether Hall's Demon Lord, resulting in his immediate total annihilation."

"Most of his direct followers were eliminated by Junior Martial Uncle Su and the Law Enforcement Hall during the recent internal chaos. The few remaining stragglers are being hunted down."

She paused and then turned her gaze toward Lu Yu.

"Tang Wu was likely killed by you, wasn't he?"

She seemed to have seen Lu Yu chasing after Tang Wu on the battlefield earlier. Lu Yu nodded.

"Then... what about your Revered Master..."

Lu Yu asked, feigning nonchalance.

"I saw her take action just now; her aura was harmonious. It seems she has recovered exceptionally well?"

A look of genuine relief, mixed with a hint of confusion, appeared on Luo Qingxue's face.

"Yes. When Revered Master emerged from seclusion, her aura was more powerful than ever. The Sect's veterans were all amazed, saying she turned a misfortune into a blessing and that her cultivation has reached a new level. It's just..."

She frowned slightly, a look of doubt in her eyes.

"I can't help but feel that Revered Master is a bit... different today. I can't quite put my finger on it, but she seems to have a lot on her mind. Occasionally, when she looks toward the outside of the hall, her gaze..."

She didn't finish, but Lu Yu knew exactly what was going on.

Now, he should... probably be considered the man in her heart, right?

On this battlefield invaded by the Demon Territory, his cultivation and strength weren't exactly top-tier, so she would certainly be worried about his safety.

"The great battle has just settled, and there's much to be rebuilt. It's only natural for the Holy Lord to have much to consider."

Lu Yu changed the subject.

"By the way, regarding my Senior Sister..."

"Senior Ling is currently discussing the follow-up joint defense agreement between our two Sects with Revered Master."

"She seems very concerned about you. Before the meeting, she specifically asked about your recent situation and... the details of your Breakthrough."

She looked at Lu Yu with a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

"Lu Yu, your relationship with your Senior Sister seems... quite close?"

"Senior Sister is just like that—cold on the outside but warm on the inside. She's very strict with us juniors, but she's also the most protective."

"She basically watched me grow up, so naturally, she cares more."

Lu Yu explained without much awkwardness; he had been brought back to the Sect by his Revered Master from the ruins of his exterminated Family when he was five years old.

However, his Revered Master was lazy and loved to drink, so there was no way he would focus on raising him. Thus, he was essentially raised by several Senior Sisters.

"I see."

Luo Qingxue nodded, seemingly accepting this explanation. She fell silent for a moment before suddenly speaking.

"After this battle, the voices within the Sect opposing our engagement should diminish significantly. The Grand Elder's faction has collapsed, and Revered Master's authority is greater than ever. It's just..."

She looked up, her ice-blue eyes meeting Lu Yu's, carrying a hint of seriousness and an imperceptible nervousness.

"Between us... what are your actual thoughts? We said we'd try to get along before, but now... has anything changed?"

The question was a bit sudden, but it made sense; having faced life and death together, their relationship was naturally different than before.

Lu Yu saw his own reflection in her clear eyes and could feel her cautious probing and hidden anticipation.

He set aside his playful thoughts and said seriously, "Qingxue, after all this time, I think you're wonderful. You're cold on the outside but warm on the inside, responsible, and sensible. I feel very at ease with you. If you're willing, we can make this engagement a bit more real."

He didn't say any flowery words of love, but this honesty and pragmatism were exactly what Luo Qingxue could best accept.

A blush quietly crept onto her ice-like cheeks, spreading all the way to her ears.

She lowered her head, looking at her toes, her fingers unconsciously twisting her sleeve. Her voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz, yet clearly audible.

"I... I feel the same. I feel very at peace with you. Then... as you said, let's try slowly."

Having said that, she seemed to have exhausted her courage. She quickly glanced up at Lu Yu, then looked down again and turned to leave the hall.

"I... I still need to help settle the wounded. I'll... I'll be going now!"

"Qingxue."

Lu Yu called out to her.

Luo Qingxue paused but didn't look back.

" Be careful， Take a rest."

Lu Yu urged.

"...Mm."

She gave a soft response and left the side hall with slightly flustered steps.

Watching her figure disappear, Lu Yu smiled, a warmth in his heart.

This fiancée was becoming more and more grounded, no longer as cold as when he first met her.

Just as he was about to leave to check on Lin Wanqiu's situation, the Pisces jade pendant at his waist suddenly vibrated very slightly.

It was Leng Qingshuang.

Inside was an extremely brief transmission, devoid of emotion but seemingly carrying the scent of ice and snow.

"At the hour of the Rat, come alone to the cold pool behind Tingtao Pavilion. Let no one know."

Lu Yu gripped the jade pendant, his expression becoming quite interesting.

This... he had just deepened his bond with his fiancée, and now the Holy Lord was summoning him secretly in the dead of night?

And to such a secluded place like the cold pool in the back mountains?

He looked up at the sky; it was still early before the hour of the Rat.

Well, it looks like he won't be getting any peace tonight.

Just in time to test the power of the Supreme Bone for the first time!