323: The birth of a simp!!

"Alright, alright. Look at your age, kneeling at every turn. Aren't you afraid of throwing out your old back?"

Su Chen waved his hand as if shooing away a buzzing fly, interrupting Seventh Elder's earth-shaking kowtowing ceremony.

Upon hearing this, Seventh Elder didn't feel rejected; instead, he felt this was a display of His Highness the Divine Son being informal and approachable!

His old face flushed red, and his breathing quickened. He shakily climbed up from the ground, his gaze so fervent it seemed as if it could melt Su Chen.

He had completely understood!

What "money power," what "crushing prodigies"—these were all lessons meticulously designed by His Highness the Divine Son!

One was a "Lesson on Perspective," and the other was a "Lesson on Strength"!

His Highness the Divine Son is truly the number one Divine Master of all eternity!

Su Chen couldn't be bothered with this hopeless over-thinker. He shifted his gaze toward the martial arts arena, where a dense crowd of figures knelt on the ground, not even daring to lift their heads.

He cleared his throat, his tone lazy.

"So, do you remember the bet?"

Those words were like a bolt of Nine Heavens profound thunder, striking into the Sea of Consciousness of every Prodigy!

Su Yueling, Su Yuntian, and the others trembled violently, their faces turning as pale as paper.

The bet!

Su Chen had won. From now on, all of them had to serve as his dogs!

At the thought of how he had previously clamored to make the other party lick his shoe soles, Su Yuntian's face burned with shame. He wished he could self-detonate his Divine Soul on the spot to end his life.

It was just that the tables had turned far too drastically!

Seeing that no one spoke, Su Chen raised an eyebrow, seemingly growing impatient.

"What? Planning to renege on the debt?"

His voice wasn't loud, yet it made everyone feel a chill originating from their Souls.

Amidst this deathly silence and oppression, Su Xiaoxiao, who had remained silent, suddenly moved.

She slowly lifted that beautiful face, which was devoid of any color. Those phoenix eyes that were once clear as glazed glass now held only desolation and brokenness.

She looked at Su Chen as if looking at a deity that one could not gaze upon directly.

Then, under everyone's horrified gazes, she performed an incredibly humiliating yet incredibly devout five-point prostration toward Su Chen, her forehead striking heavily against the cracked profound crystal floor.

"Su Xiaoxiao..."

Her voice was hoarse and trembling, carrying the despair of a shattered Dao Heart.

"...Greets... Master!"

The moment the word "Master" escaped the mouth of this number one Prodigy of several million years, it was as if the final backbone supporting everyone's spirit had been completely snapped!

With a "boom"!

It was like a tide breaking through a dam!

"Su Yueling... greets Master!"

"Su Yuntian... greets Master!"

"Su Feng... greets Master!"

"..."

Cry after cry of "Master" converged into a wave of humiliation and fear, yet also carried a hint of morbid fanaticism, echoing throughout the entire martial arts arena.

That world-destroying slap had shattered all of their pride.

In the face of absolute power, they finally understood how small and laughable they were.

[Whoa, they're actually saying it? And so in unison?]

[The psychological resilience of these bratty kids is pretty good. They've entered the role-play so quickly?]

[It does sound kind of stimulating... Bah bah bah! I'm a decent person! I just wanted them to stop bothering me in the future; I didn't actually want to take in a bunch of simps!]

Su Chen complained wildly in his heart, but on the surface, he merely waved his hand impatiently.

"Alright, I get it. Everyone, get up. And don't call me 'Master' in the future; just call me 'Boss'."

Upon receiving the Boss's command, everyone felt as if they had been granted a grand pardon and scrambled up from the ground.

At that moment, several streaks of light flew over. A few Elders "pried" Su Wuchang, who had passed out while embedded in the world barrier, and carried him back.

Currently, Su Wuchang was in an extremely miserable state. Every bone in his body was shattered, the Origin of his Blazing Flame Immortal Body was dim and lusterless, and his aura was so weak it seemed it might cut off at any second.

Only after a healing Divine Pill was poured down his throat did he slowly wake up.

When he saw that white-clothed figure not far away, deep within his pupils was a deathly stillness that had extinguished all light!

The fear of having all his pride shattered by a single slap instantly submerged him!

He roared, ignoring the severe pain in his body, as he frantically tried to roll off the stretcher.

"Bo... Boss... Wu Chang... knows his mistake..."

His voice was hoarse, filled with the relief of surviving a disaster.

He knew the other party must have held back with that slap.

Otherwise, he wouldn't even have a chance at Reincarnation now!

Su Chen glanced at him and curled his lip.

"Fine, stop wailing. As long as you're not dead."

He paused and added in a very serious tone.

"Once your body recovers, remember to eat more. You're too thin; there's no tactile feedback at all when hitting you."

Su Wuchang: "..."

Everyone present: "..."

You call that flame giant who can shatter a spiritual mountain with one palm "thin"?

And you say there's no tactile feedback?

Is this even human speech?!

Su Wuchang was so choked that a mouthful of old blood surged into his throat. His eyes rolled back, and he nearly fainted again.

Just then, Su Xiaoxiao moved with graceful steps to Su Chen's front and bowed deeply once more.

"Boss, Xiaoxiao failed to recognize your greatness before and has offended you many times. I ask for Boss's punishment."

Her voice was still cold, but it held an extra hint of heartfelt awe.

Immediately, she lifted her face, a strange light flickering in her phoenix eyes as she looked at Su Chen seriously: "Xiaoxiao's True Phoenix Divine Mountain is filled with Spiritual Qi and the scenery is quite good. I wonder if Boss is interested in paying a visit for a chat?"

She was actually the first to issue an invitation!

The others reacted instantly. This was a golden opportunity to cling to a powerful thigh!

"Yes, yes, yes! Boss! Although my Cold Ice Divine Mountain was made a mess by my brother, there are several spiritual springs. Soaking in them to relieve fatigue is excellent for the body!" Su Yueling hurriedly interjected.

"Boss! My Ten Thousand Sword Cave hides a hundred thousand swords, including no lack of Quasi-Emperor Weapons. If you are interested, you may choose at will!"

"Boss! My estate has three-thousand-year-old Divine Monkey Wine..."

In an instant, the prodigies who were just shouting for blood transformed into the most fervent simps, competing to promote their own territories, wanting to leave a good impression on the Boss.

Su Chen looked at this group of people who had instantly entered internal competition mode, his mouth twitching violently.

[Damn, where is your integrity? Where is your dignity as prodigies? You're just throwing it away?]

[But... Su Xiaoxiao's suggestion seems decent. True Phoenix Divine Mountain—the name sounds high-end. It's fine to go take a look; my cultivation plan happens to need a better environment...]

Just as Su Chen was about to nod and choose tonight's "resting place" under everyone's expectant gazes—

"Dang—!"

An ancient, distant bell toll, seemingly coming from the upper reaches of the river of time, echoed through the entire Lesser Formless Realm without warning.

The bell tolled.

In that moment, all sounds and all light in the world were stripped away.

The expressions of everyone from the Su Family present, including Seventh Elder, changed drastically. The last trace of emotion on their faces froze, and then they all knelt toward the deepest part of the Lesser Formless Realm with incomparable reverence!

This kneeling was more devout than any before, coming from the very Soul!

Seventh Elder's expression was solemn to the extreme as he spoke respectfully to Su Chen, his voice trembling:

"His Highness the Divine Son, the Eighteenth Ancestor... is summoning you!"