110: Back to the Su family home! A massive social media frenzy!

Everlasting Su Family, before the gates of the Ancestral Land.

The air was as thick as jade dew nectar that had been solidified for ten thousand years.

Hundreds of Su Family Disciples and mountain-patrolling Elders, who usually carried an immortal air, were now standing there like wooden carvings with their acupuncture points struck, their mouths hanging open wide enough to fit a duck egg.

Everyone's gaze was fixed firmly on the pair at the mountain gate, whose styles were jarringly different.

The man, dressed in clothes as white as snow and possessing a handsome, dashing appearance, was none other than the Su Family's salted fish Divine Son, Su Chen.

However, the lazy smile at the corner of His Highness the Divine Son's mouth had completely frozen, and his handsome features were painfully twisted together.

Because a woman was currently holding his arm.

The woman wore a tattered, mysterious black Imperial Robe, her snowy-white jade feet stepping on ripples in the air.

Her beauty carried a wicked nature that tempted one to fall into depravity.

Black Devilish Qi swirled faintly around her body, and her pressure caused the Divine Souls of all clansmen below the Saint Realm to sting, making it difficult for them to breathe.

Most terrifyingly!

This peerless Demoness, who looked as if she had crawled out of the Nine Nether Hell, was intimately holding their Divine Son's arm in an unquestionable manner.

That posture was filled with a possessiveness that declared her sovereignty.

It was as if she were announcing to the whole world: This man is mine!

Looking back at His Highness the Divine Son.

His face was full of despair, and his handsome features were wrinkled like a freshly steamed bun.

Those peach blossom eyes, which were usually filled with a bit of laziness, were now screaming three words: "Help me!"

He tried to pull his arm back, but found that the jade-like hand didn't budge an inch, instead gripping even tighter.

The cold touch seeped through his clothes, chilling him to the bone.

[It's over.]

[It's completely over.]

[How does this Crazy Woman dare?! How does she dare to just kidnap me back to the Su Family?!]

[Doesn't she know she was locked up by our Su Family's Old Ancestor?! This is like a prisoner who just got out of jail running straight to the police chief's house and saying she wants to force the chief's son to marry her!]

[How am I supposed to survive in the Family now? How can I hold my head up? My great dream of being a salted fish, lying flat and not competing for anything, has completely vanished into thin air today!]

Inside Su Chen's heart, thirty thousand Divine Beasts were trampling back and forth in unison, crushing his "heart of the path of survival" to pieces.

This wasn't just social death.

This was being cremated on the spot, with the ashes scattered to the winds.

Just as he was in utter despair.

"Di... Divine Son?!"

An old voice, mixed with shock, concern, and trembling, came from behind the crowd.

Seventh Elder Su Qi pushed through the crowd and rushed over in a panic.

When he saw that Su Chen was unharmed, he first let out a long sigh of relief.

But when his gaze suddenly fell upon Ye Linghan, who was holding Su Chen's arm and smiling with bone-deep enchantment, Su Qi's pupils suddenly constricted.

He froze on the spot.

Then, as if he had thought of something, his old eyes, which had been cloudy for tens of thousands of years, suddenly welled up with crystal-clear tears.

Two streaks of clear tears instantly rolled down.

He looked at Su Chen's "despairing" expression, the hopelessness in those peach blossom eyes seemingly about to overflow.

Then he looked at Ye Linghan's intimate actions, full of absolute possessiveness, and her terrifying figure surrounded by Devilish Qi.

A heroic epic that moved Su Qi himself to the core, enough to write a tragic song for the ages, instantly took shape in his bone-deep, over-imaginative brain!

[I understand!]

[I completely understand now!]

In his heart, Su Qi shouted at the top of his lungs in a tragic, operatic tone.

[His Highness the Divine Son... he hasn't been captured at all!]

[He is sacrificing himself for the Family, for all the living beings in the world!]

[This Demoness's strength is unfathomable; if she wreaks havoc, rivers of blood will surely flow! His Highness the Divine Son saw through all of this! That's why he... didn't hesitate to sacrifice his looks, using his unparalleled charm to influence and restrain this Demoness!]

[He is keeping her by his side to trade for the peace of the Xuanyuan Continent! To trade for the future of my Su Family!]

[Look! Look at His Highness the Divine Son's sad and desperate eyes!]

[That's not despair; that's the great sentiment of "If I don't enter Hell, who will?"! It's the resolve of sacrificing one's life for righteousness!]

[And we old fogies actually misunderstood him before! We... deserve to die ten thousand deaths!]

Su Qi's over-imagination had already surpassed reality, reaching the Peak of mythology.

He looked at Su Chen, his eyes filled with endless admiration, heartache, and guilt.

He felt that at this moment, Su Chen's figure had become incomparably tall and majestic.

"Chener..."

Su Qi's old face was covered in tears, his voice choking up.

"You've suffered so much!"

Su Chen: "???"

He looked at the old man who had suddenly started weeping with a face full of confusion, his brain completely shutting down.

[What's wrong with this old man now?]

[How have I suffered? I was just kidnapped! Does this have anything to do with "sacrificing to save the world"?!]

Before Su Chen could finish complaining.

Ye Linghan moved.

Holding Su Chen's arm, she walked gracefully with light steps toward the Su Family's upper management, as if strolling in her own back garden.

Her bewitching phoenix eyes slowly swept over everyone present.

The Su Family Elders who were swept by her gaze felt their Divine Souls frozen, their bodies stiffening as cold sweat poured down.

Finally, her gaze fell upon the Third Ancestor, who stood at the head of the group.

An incredibly beautiful smile blossomed on her face, one that could make the heavens and earth lose their color.

"Everyone, I hope you've been well."

She spoke playfully, in the tone of an old friend catching up.

"Not having seen you for a hundred thousand years, your Su Family is still so... lively."

The Third Ancestor and the other old monsters of the Su Family's expressions changed drastically, as if they were facing a great enemy.

However, Ye Linghan's next words caused everyone's brains to stop thinking on the spot.

She tilted her head slightly, glancing at the petrified Su Chen beside her with a look full of love and possessiveness, her fingertip lightly brushing against his cheek.

Then she looked up again and, in a tone like she was reading an imperial decree, spoke clearly, word by word, to everyone in the Su Family:

"I have come today to notify you of one thing."

Her voice wasn't loud, but it shook everyone's Divine Soul.

"I, Ye Linghan."

"Am to become Dao Companions with your Su Family's Divine Son, Su Chen."

"From this day forth, prepare for the wedding."

"I."

"Am going to marry him."