531: Chapter 531 The Little Scoundrel Who Betrays His Master

The figure flickered with every step, and along with the eight Soul Transformation Peak powerhouses, they turned into several points of starlight in the blink of an eye.

Yun Canghai took Chi Zhongtian and hurriedly followed.

An ice-cold Soul Sound echoed in Xiao Chen's ear: "Ant, you will soon pay the price for your stupidity!"

“Holy crap!”

Xiao Chen frowned slightly. This guy is a freaking lunatic! If he hadn't spoken so aggressively just now, he wouldn't have been so merciless.

It seems that kid was like a toad wanting to eat swan meat; he must have some designs on the Haotian Holy Maiden, otherwise he wouldn't be so sensitive.

As the suffocating pressure dissipated, the millions of Cultivators present finally got a chance to breathe.

Countless low-level Cultivators had faces as pale as paper, their clothes soaked in sweat, and they stood up only after a long daze.

Just as the twenty-four Elders of the Yuntian Sect stood up, a towering pressure instantly collapsed down, forcing them to kneel on the ground.

“Ah...”

This scene set off another wave of panic.

“A mere Yuntian Sect actually dares to plot against this Seat!”

“Myriad Manifestation Hall Master, have mercy!”

Wan Juechen's gaze was ice-cold as he clenched his palm toward the front. The bodies of the twenty-four Nascent Soul Stage Perfection Elders twisted incessantly before all exploding into a bloody mist.

They didn't even have time to let out a scream.

Everyone present looked at this appalling scene, frozen in place, not daring to make a single move.

Wan Juechen, a super powerhouse at the ninth level of the Soul Transformation Stage, was the undisputed strongest person present.

Xiao Chen, however, was not panicked at all. No matter how foolish the man was, he wouldn't dare to make a move against him.

“Hmph!”

Wan Juechen gave Xiao Chen a cold glare before leading the people of the Wanxiang Temple to quickly leave the Yuntian Holy Realm.

The other major Sects also left in a hurry.

“Are you alright?” Ji Wushuang held Xiao Chen's hand with concern, her eyes full of heartache.

Xiao Chen smiled and shook his head, holding her warm little hand, “I'm fine.”

Liu Luoying turned into a streak of green light and stood beside Xiao Chen.

“During this period, stay in Tianjiao City and don't go anywhere. That Wan Juechen is not someone to be trifled with. He doesn't dare to do anything openly, but there's no guarantee he won't strike from the shadows.”

“Mm, I understand.”

Just as Xiao Chen finished speaking, the sound transmission jade slip in his arms flew directly into Liu Luoying's hand. She quickly carved her own sound transmission imprint and returned it.

“If there are any difficult matters, send me a transmission at any time. You must not act recklessly.”

Xiao Chen looked into her eyes, which were like starlight, and nodded. “Alright.”

Catching sight of this, Ji Wushuang frowned deeply and glared at her with an unfriendly expression. “The Ji Family will protect his safety. Why do you need to worry?”

Liu Luoying chose to ignore her, took her daughter's hand, turned into two streaks of green light, and disappeared into the horizon.

Liu Yiyi originally wanted to talk to Xiao Chen, but her mother didn't give her the chance.

“Snow, come with me.” Bing Yuqiu turned slowly, her voice as faint as ice and clouds.

“Oh.”

Bing Xueer pursed her lips and gave Xiao Chen a somewhat helpless look before following the people of the Ice Cloud Palace away.

Afterward, Xiao Chen thanked the Nine Heavens Sword Pavilion, Divine Talisman Sect, Xuanming Cult, and other Sects one by one. Just as he was about to leave, Luo Xue's voice sounded in his ear:

“Come to my Immortal Cave later.”

“Alright.”

The vast Yuntian Holy Realm soon became empty, leaving only the gap in the Formation high in the sky that hadn't healed for a long time.

...

Inside a luxurious Immortal Cave.

Tang Youlan frowned slightly and looked at the man in black in front of her. “What’s wrong with you today? Why is your aura so chaotic?”

“It’s nothing.”

Captain Tang Yan spoke indifferently, “This subordinate is just a bit puzzled. Deacon Tang was refined into a Puppet by him; why did Your Highness let him go?”

“I just felt that his Soul Realm was unusual and was a bit curious, that's all.”

“Is that all?”

“Of course.”

The corners of Captain Tang Yan's lips curled slightly, revealing a hint of teasing. “Your Highness wouldn't have taken a fancy to his Pure Yang Sacred Body, would you?”

“Hmm?”

“This subordinate just wants to remind Your Highness that there is still a marriage alliance between the Haotian Holy Land and the Zixiao Holy Land. Wouldn't doing this be a betrayal of the Holy Son of Zixiao?”

“Presumptuous!”

Tang Youlan turned around abruptly, her gaze sweeping over coldly. “What I do does not require a mere guard like you to remind me. Watch your words and behavior!”

“This subordinate misspoke.”

Captain Tang Yan's face was full of panic as he fell to his knees with a thud. “This subordinate was only concerned and lost his head. I hope Your Highness will not take it to heart.”

“Get out!”

“Yes, yes, yes.”

Captain Tang Yan scrambled out of the Immortal Cave. As he passed the entrance, a flash of resentment and malice appeared in his eyes.

...

After comforting Ji Wushuang for a while, Xiao Chen activated an invisibility talisman and soon appeared in the Immortal Cave area of the Holy Sun Sect.

He chose the most luxurious Immortal Cave and quietly slipped inside.

His transparent body passed directly through the stone door of the Cultivation Room, only to see a snowy figure sitting quietly cross-legged on a futon.

It was exactly the same as when they were in the Soul Refining Sect back then.

“Grandmaster.”

A soft call was like a huge rock falling into the calm lake of Luo Xue's heart.

She couldn't help but tremble. She turned her head abruptly, only to find that Xiao Chen had stood behind her at some unknown time.

“You...”

Luo Xue stood up slowly, her eyes full of surprise and doubt. Clearly, the Restriction of the Immortal Cave was intact, and the stone door of the Cultivation Room was closed.

How did he get in?

Xiao Chen didn't speak; he just stepped forward quickly, wrapped his arms around her slender waist, and held her tightly in his arms.

A familiar and charming scent, mixed with a faint body fragrance, flooded into his nose.

Luo Xue slowly closed her eyes, her lips parted slightly as she murmured like a dream: “You little bastard who deifies his teacher and despises his ancestors, your Grandmaster is truly done for in your hands this lifetime.”

...

Two days later.

When Xiao Chen woke up from his dream, Luo Xue was no longer by his side. He quickly walked out of the Cultivation Room, only to find a snowy figure standing in the pavilion.

The breeze blew gently, and her waterfall-like black hair and snow-white dress danced in the wind.

He shook his head to dispel the worry in his heart. On second thought, the Disciples of the Holy Sun Sect were still here, so she certainly wouldn't leave alone.

Sensing the footsteps behind her and the approaching aura, Luo Xue asked indifferently, “The matter between you and Xiaoman—how do you plan to resolve it?”

“I don't know either. This matter has troubled me for a long time.” Xiao Chen stepped forward slowly and wrapped his arms around her waist from behind.

“If you still have feelings for her, let those unpleasant things pass. Everyone has times when they are immature.”

“But in the end, it's hard for me to accept her without any resentment.”

“I didn't want to interfere in the matters between you two, but after all, you once loved each other deeply. I hope you can give her a chance to talk face-to-face.”

“Alright.”

“Go straight to the neighboring Immortal Cave later; she is waiting for you. Whether you are willing to accept her or not, you must give her a definite answer.”

“I understand.”

Xiao Chen pressed against her cheek and said softly, “By the way, I want to give you a gift.”