112: They're being escorted back to Shenzi Peak! A massive family reunion scene!

Su Family Ancestral Land.

Su Chen felt that his life had completely turned into a piece of performance art that he couldn't understand.

His arm was intimately linked by Ye Linghan.

Like a piece of war booty about to be sent into the bridal chamber.

Amidst the complex gazes of the Su Family higher-ups—a mix of shock, ecstasy, horror, and disbelief—he slowly "drifted" toward his secluded salted fish lair: Divine Son Peak.

Along the way, the atmosphere was so eerily tense that it felt like it could drip water.

The "Wedding Welcome Faction," led by Seventh Elder Su Qi, had old Faces covered in wrinkles from smiling.

They followed behind Ye Linghan, offering solicitous greetings with extreme eagerness.

"Your Highness the Divine Son's Consort, are you tired?"

"Would you like this old man to prepare a carriage for you?"

"Your Highness the Divine Son's Consort, are you thirsty?"

"Our Su Family has Enlightenment Tea that has been stored for eighty thousand years; one sip will prolong your life!"

"Your Highness the Divine Son's Consort, look at our Divine Son. Though he's usually a bit lazy, he is quite handsome!"

"He is definitely the number one most beautiful man in the Xuanyuan Continent. Taking him out will give you so much Face!"

Su Qi was like an old farmer eager to sell off his own cabbage.

He was frantically marketing Su Chen, terrified that a "golden catch" like Ye Linghan would regret it and run away.

Meanwhile, the "Panic Faction," led by the Third Ancestor, trailed far behind.

Each of them was as tense as if facing a formidable enemy.

The saint power within their bodies circulated secretly, as if they were ready at any moment to fight to the death against this Demoness.

As for Su Chen himself... he had already given up on thinking.

[Who am I? Where am I? Have all these people gone mad?]

[Seventh Elder, you old geezer, I'll remember this!]

[The salted fish persona I worked so hard to maintain for eighteen years has been completely ruined by your cry of 'Divine Son's Consort'!]

[And you're even marketing me? Am I some kind of merchandise? 'Give you so much Face'? Well, thank you very much!]

[And you, Third Ancestor and the others, can't you have some backbone?]

[Someone has come to your door to snatch your Divine Son, and you're just standing there watching?]

[Come up and fight her! Even if you definitely can't win, at least show some attitude?!]

Su Chen's heart was roaring frantically.

On his Face, however, was a blank expression of "Soul Emergence, this has nothing to do with me."

All he wanted now was to hurry back to his Divine Son Peak.

To bury himself in that large Thousand-year Spirit Silkworm Silk bed.

And pretend that everything today was just a nightmare.

Ye Linghan, on the other hand, quite enjoyed being the center of attention.

She lazily entertained the flattery of Su Qi and the others.

Those bewitching phoenix eyes, however, never stopped observing the "Little Husband" beside her, who had already begun to question his life.

She discovered that...

...this look of his—clearly wanting to resist yet being powerless, only able to express despair through his eyes...

...was much more interesting than his arrogant and overbearing Face in front of the Wang Family fleet.

This caused the urge in her heart to completely conquer him...

...and the desire to make him belong entirely to her...

...to become even more intense.

Finally, the large group arrived at the foot of Divine Son Peak.

Divine Son Peak.

This was one of the peaks with the densest Spiritual Qi in the Su Family Ancestral Land, and it was also Su Chen's private domain.

The entire peak was shrouded in powerful Restrictions.

Normally, no one was allowed to enter as they pleased, except for Su Chen's two personal maids.

"Alright, everyone disperse."

Looking at his familiar lair, Su Chen finally snapped back to his senses.

He waved his hand feebly.

"This Divine Son is going to... cough, discuss the Great Dao of Dual Cultivation with the Divine Son's Consort."

"Don't just stand here; you're affecting our performance."

He just wanted to send these people away as quickly as possible.

"Yes, yes, yes! We understand, we all understand!"

Hearing this, Su Qi's Face broke into a lewd smile that said, "all men understand."

He winked and gestured at Su Chen.

"Chener, you must 'perform' well!"

"Strive to add a little Divine Son to our Su Family as soon as possible!"

"Scram!"

Su Chen squeezed out a single word through his teeth.

Su Qi and the others didn't dare say more.

They left with the group of Elders, looking back with every few steps, reluctant to go.

Before leaving, Su Qi specifically sent a voice transmission to the mountain-protecting array of Divine Son Peak.

He issued the highest command: No one is allowed to disturb His Highness the Divine Son and the Divine Son's Consort while they "discuss the Dao." Violators will be executed without mercy!

Watching those figures finally disappear, Su Chen let out a long sigh of relief.

However, before he could finish that sigh...

...the light screen of Divine Son Peak's Restriction slowly opened.

Two graceful figures emerged from within to greet them.

They were his two personal maids, Spring Flower and Autumn Moon.

Today, both were wearing elegant, pale yellow dresses and had their hair in double buns, looking delicate, lovely, and well-behaved.

They were the people Su Chen trusted most in this world, and in a real sense, the "mistresses" of Divine Son Peak.

When they saw Su Chen return, their Faces first overflowed with heartfelt joy.

But when they saw Ye Linghan linking Su Chen's arm, radiating an ominous and dangerous aura, both their expressions changed simultaneously.

The joy vanished instantly, replaced by an extreme vigilance, like lionesses whose territory had been invaded.

Especially the more outgoing and feisty Spring Flower; her gaze lingered for a moment on Ye Linghan's jade-like hand holding Su Chen's arm, and a flame instantly ignited in her beautiful eyes.

Autumn Moon calmly took a step forward to stand side-by-side with Spring Flower, the two of them faintly forming a pincer movement, completely blocking Ye Linghan's path.

Spring Flower stepped forward and bowed.

"Your Highness, this person is..."

Her voice remained respectful, but there was a clear hint of scrutiny and wariness in her eyes.