215: Rejoice! My laid-back life is back!

Divine Son Peak, at the entrance of the main courtyard's bedroom.

The air was as thick as mercury, as two clashing flows of energy—one cold and one hot—collided violently, letting out a silent hiss.

Su Chen yawned, leaning against the doorframe as if he were boneless, completely hemmed in by two stunning figures on either side.

On the left, Ling Qingzhu was dressed in white, her aura even colder than before. Beneath the frost on her ethereal face lay a trace of longing that only Su Chen could decipher.

On the right, Liu Ruyan wore a black dress as dark as night, her devilish figure as enchanting as ever, though the seductive smile on her lips held an extra layer of blatant aggression.

Both their gazes were locked firmly onto Su Chen.

Reluctance to leave, warnings, intense possessiveness, and a hint of worry that even they hadn't noticed.

"The situation in the Central Plains has changed; the sect has issued an urgent summons."

In the end, it was Ling Qingzhu who broke the suffocating silence.

Her voice remained cold, but her phoenix eyes, clear as autumn water, were like the deepest of frozen pools, threatening to imprint Su Chen's reflection onto the bottom forever.

Su Chen's body jolted upon hearing this, and his face instantly switched to an expression of grief as if the sky were falling.

He leaned against the doorframe as if drained of all strength, letting out a long sigh with his brows tightly knit. His melancholy aura was the spitting image of a devoted lover being heartlessly toyed with by fate, about to be separated from the love of his life.

"The situation in the Central Plains is so perilous. You both must be extremely careful on this journey."

Su Chen's voice was saturated with just the right amount of raspiness and concern. The look he gave the two women practically screamed three words: "I can't let go."

However, his inner world was already a completely different scene.

Suonas blared, dragons and lions danced wildly, and celebratory fireworks exploded throughout his Divine Soul Sea of Consciousness.

[Hell yeah! Universal celebration! Strike up the drums and gongs!]

[My Divine Son Peak! My big soft bed! My salted fish life! It's finally, finally, finally coming back!]

[If they don't leave soon, my waist really is going to be broken by that Ice Block Face! She looks cold, but she's brutal in action! Doesn't she know anything about sustainable fishing?!]

Seeing his "deeply affectionate" act, Liu Ruyan's seductive smile stiffened for a moment before becoming even more Soul-stirring.

Swaying her snake-like waist, she took light, graceful steps toward Su Chen.

A warm, fragrant breeze brushed past Su Chen's ear, her voice so sweet it could drip honey.

"Little Man, This humble servant is leaving. Do you really not feel even a little bit of reluctance to see me go?"

Su Chen didn't even lift an eyelid, continuing to immerse himself in his tragic persona, striking a pose of "I'm suffering inside but I won't say it."

Seeing this, Liu Ruyan grit her teeth in frustration.

This man was completely impenetrable!

Steeling her heart, her eyes turned bedroom-soft as her snow-white arms coiled around Su Chen's neck like spirit snakes, pulling him slightly toward her.

"Remember, you are mine."

She breathed hot air into Su Chen's ear, declaring her overbearing sovereignty word by word at a volume only the two of them could hear.

"Before I return, if you dare to mess around with other women..."

Before she could finish, she suddenly tilted her head and left a heavy mark on that face which was handsome enough to incite the wrath of gods and men!

A vivid red lip print, carrying her overbearing Devilish Qi, appeared clearly on Su Chen's face.

[Holy crap?!]

Su Chen's brain instantly stalled.

[Is this crazy beauty playing for keeps? Abducting a decent Divine Son in broad daylight! Is there no law? Is there no justice?!]

Just as the alarm bells were ringing in his mind, a chill capable of freezing the air erupted from the other side!

Ling Qingzhu said nothing.

She simply took a silent step forward and stood before Su Chen.

Raising a hand like white jade, she used her spotless, plain white sleeve to meticulously wipe the red lip print from Su Chen's face until it was completely clean.

Her movements were light and slow, carrying a sense of ritual that bordered on obsession.

It was as if that wasn't a lip print, but a stain that had to be completely erased from his life.

Having finished, she looked up.

Those cold phoenix eyes stared intently into Su Chen's, their depths filled with a frozen world of possessiveness and a warning that brooked no argument.

She was telling him with her gaze—you are mine.

After placing this "invisible" seal, Ling Qingzhu didn't linger for a moment, turning into a decisive streak of white light and soaring away through the air.

Watching her departing back, Liu Ruyan chuckled. She gave Su Chen a seductive look and mouthed the words, "This humble servant will come back for your love," before turning into a black light and vanishing into the horizon.

In an instant, only Su Chen remained at the bedroom entrance.

He touched the cheek that had been kissed, then the spot brushed by the sleeve; it seemed as though two distinct, sovereignty-claiming scents still lingered there.

He stood there, stunned like a wooden chicken.

[This... what is this?]

[One stamped it like a red-headed official document, and the other applied a seal of final interpretation? Am I being divided up like real estate? Fifty-fifty ownership?]

He was dazed for a full half-minute before finally snapping out of that bizarre atmosphere.

Then, he confirmed one thing.

Those two lethal women, who wanted nothing more than to drain him dry, were truly and completely gone!

"Haha... Hahahahahaha!"

A burst of wild laughter from the depths of his Soul suddenly echoed throughout Divine Son Peak!

"Freedom! I'm finally f*cking free!"

In his excitement, Su Chen did a backflip and landed with pinpoint accuracy back onto the long-missed thousand-year spirit silkworm bed in the bedroom!

He buried his face in the cloud-soft bedding and rolled around, like a salted fish thrown back into the sea, stretching every inch of his survivor's body to his heart's content.

Peace and quiet!

The world had never been this peaceful!

This was the divine life he had always dreamed of!

After the initial excitement, Su Chen leaped up from the bed, his eyes shining as bright as two suns.

No!

Such a momentous day must be celebrated grandly!

"Spring Flower! Autumn Moon!"

Su Chen shouted toward the door with all his might, letting out a roar like a returning king.

"Go get that eight-hundred-year-old 'Drunken Dream' immortal wine that old geezer Su Qi gave me! And take that Icefield Mammoth from the treasury, slice it up, and roast it! Today, we don't stop until we're drunk!"

"Yes, Your Highness!"

From outside the door came the crisp replies of the two maids, tinged with a hint of relief.

Su Chen lay back on the bed with satisfaction, crossing his legs as he began to envision the wonderful, pure salted fish life ahead of him, free from any chaotic jealous scenes.