407: Chapter 407 The Divine Child's Romantic Debts Exposed, Everyone's Gossiping Until They're Stuffed!

"What?! Did I hear that right?!"

"He took the Sect Master of the Hehuan Sect and her two disciples as maidservants?!"

"Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! What kind of god-tier move is this?! This Divine Son of the Su Family... is way too bold!"

"Buy one get two free? And they're enchantresses from the Hehuan Sect. This... this bundle is so damn enviable it's infuriating!"

"The Divine Son of the Su Family is truly a role model for our generation! Not only is his talent unparalleled throughout the ages, but even his pick-up methods are so shocking and unprecedented!"

Within the crowd, a wave of discussions instantly erupted, filled with shock, envy, jealousy, and all sorts of complex emotions.

Their gazes toward Su Chen were no longer just filled with awe, but contained more gossip and scrutiny, as if they wanted to swallow him whole with their eyes and strip away all his hidden "secrets."

Even those few "eccentrics" nearby, who usually acted so "uniquely" they seemed isolated from the world, were stunned by this sudden, earth-shattering gossip.

The monk Monk Jiese had been holding his prayer beads, chanting Buddhist mantras under his breath, but now the string of ebony beads he had carried for years scattered across the ground with a "clack."

His face, with its two comically upturned eyebrows, was filled with shock and blankness, his mouth hanging open wide enough to fit a duck egg.

"A... amitabha... this... this, this, this..." He stuttered for a long while without being able to complete a sentence, looking as if he had undergone a Soul Emergence.

He felt his pure heart, cleansed by Buddhist teachings for many years, receive an unprecedented shock at this moment, as if he could hear the Buddha sighing.

The ancient sword in Jian Buping's hand, which he valued more than his life, fell to the ground with a "clang," its blade trembling as if it were just as bewildered as its master.

On his perpetually frozen, ice-mountain face, a cracked expression appeared for the first time.

Looking at Su Chen surrounded by three stunning enchantresses, his eyes were filled with a confusion and bewilderment known as "questioning life," and even his Dao Heart of the sword wavered slightly.

In Qian Duoduo's hand, the golden abacus that was rapidly calculating the profits from "Ascension tickets" stopped moving, the beads clicking together with a light "ting."

His small eyes darted around, first staring at Hua Nongying's perfect figure that could drive any man wild, then looking at Su Chen's expression of utter despair.

In the next second, a brilliant light of business sparkled in his eyes, brighter than the stars in the sky!

[A business opportunity! This is a massive business opportunity!] Qian Duoduo roared inwardly, his beard trembling with excitement.

[His Highness the Divine Son's romantic affairs! This is an exclusive, top-secret scoop! If I record this onto a shadow recording stone and auction it off secretly, how much would it sell for?! Even if it's not a secret, selling it publicly would definitely push my performance to new heights!]

[No, I need to contact our Wanbao Pavilion's paparazzi... no, intelligence department immediately! I must seize the market first!]

As a veteran "battlefield reporter," Yue Qinghan's reaction was always one step ahead.

She immediately raised her specially-made recording spirit stone, which was encrusted with pink crystals and lace.

She skillfully found the best angle for "gossip gathering" and aimed it at Su Chen and Hua Nongying in the center of the crowd.

"Click! Click! Click!"

The flash kept going off, faithfully recording this explosive scene.

As she snapped photos, she muttered to herself, so excited that the corners of her mouth under her black veil were nearly splitting to her ears.

"Wow! This gossip is huge! So explosive! It's practically a once-in-a-millennium scoop for the Immortal Realm!"

"I've already thought of the headline. It'll be... 'Shocking! The Untold Stories of the Divine Son of the Changsheng Su Family and the Number One Enchantress of the Demonic Path!' Hmm... no, no, that's too cliché, not eye-catching enough."

"It should be... 'asura field Strikes Again! Why Did the Hehuan Sect Master Throw Herself Into His Arms in Public?! Is This the Distortion of Humanity or the Loss of Morality? Let Us Delve Into the Romantic Secrets of Divine Son Su...'"

Yue Qinghan grew more excited as she spoke, her fingers flying across the Spirit Stone to edit. She was already envisioning the sensation this explosive news would cause in the "immortal friends circle."

Su Chen listened to the discussions surging around him like a tide. His eardrums buzzed, and his head throbbed as if thousands of bees were circling his ears.

He clearly felt the incredible softness and elasticity on his arm. That warm, soft touch, mixed with the unique, alluring fragrance from Hua Nongying, locked onto his arm in an aggressive posture, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

Looking at those gazes that seemed ready to execute him by a thousand cuts—filled with envy, jealousy, and scrutiny—his mental state completely collapsed.

[It's over! It's all over! My lifelong reputation! My innocence! It's all fucking gone!]

The little person inside Su Chen's mind scurried about with its head in its hands, screaming frantically in his empty Sea of Consciousness. His body was as stiff as a piece of wood, a chill rising from the soles of his feet to the crown of his head, as if he were being tightly gripped by countless invisible hands, unable to move.

[This time, I really won't be able to clear my name even if I jump into the Yellow River!]

[Big sister! Don't just slander my innocence out of thin air! This is a blatant setup!]

[Also, can you please get off me first?! This... this posture is way too intimate! If you keep rubbing against me like this, I'm afraid before my Dao Heart falls, I'll have a massive nosebleed on the spot—that would be a true social death tragedy! My poor lower back, you have to hold on!]

Su Chen roared frantically and helplessly in his heart. He felt his muscles stiffen as if his pressure points had been struck; he wanted to break free but couldn't muster the strength.

The shame of being "teased" in public was even more intense than being drained dry by Ji Hongxue.

He tried to use his eyes to convey his strongest protest to Hua Nongying, a gaze filled with accusation, despair, and the determination of "if you don't let go, I'll die right in front of you."

However, Hua Nongying only blinked her expressive fox-like eyes at him cunningly.

Her eyes rippled with charm and seductive intent, filled with triumphant provocation.

Just as Su Chen was about to be driven mad by this sudden public execution, Hua Yingxue, standing behind Hua Nongying, also blushed, gritted her teeth, and approached with small, shuffling steps like a young bride.

Although she didn't dare to boldly hang onto Su Chen like her master, she reached out a trembling, jade-like hand and tightly grabbed the other corner of Su Chen's robe, her movement carrying a hint of small, undeniable assertiveness.

"One... one must accept the loss if they gamble..." Hua Yingxue's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, so shy she was almost inaudible, but her tone was unusually firm, each word carrying weight.

"A-about... the matter of being a maidservant, I... I accept it too. Don't... don't think you can shake us off!"

Her words were like a perfectly timed finishing blow, once again ruthlessly stabbing Su Chen's already battered and reeling heart, making the corner of his eye twitch in pain.

Before Su Chen could recover from that fatal blow, another even more adorable and lethal voice rang out, carrying an air of innocence and naivety.

Mei Xinnu blinked her innocent, large eyes filled with admiration and curiosity, walked up to Su Chen, tilted her small face, and asked with a serious expression, her voice scratching at Su Chen's already fragile mental defenses like a feather:

"Young Master, Young Master."

"When we get to the Immortal Realm, will I still need to scrub the floors?"

"I've recently practiced a new technique called the 'Spiral Scrubbing Method,' and it cleans so well! I guarantee you'll be satisfied!" As she spoke, she made a playful gesture as if she were waving a rag in a grand hall of the Immortal Realm, her earnestness suggesting that scrubbing floors was her life's pursuit.

Her words were like the final straw that broke the camel's back, completely, perfectly, and irreproachably crushing all of Su Chen's psychological defenses.