49: He called her "wife"! The Holy Maiden of Yaochi was so ashamed and indignant that she banged her head against the wall on the spot!

Husband?

How dare he call himself Husband?!

This scoundrel!

This ruffian!

This Lecherous Scum who deserves to be hacked to pieces a thousand times over more than anyone else in the world!

"You..."

Ling Qingzhu's clear eyes, now misted over, stared fixedly at the man outside the window who wore a harmless smile, her pearly white teeth biting her tender lower lip until it turned pale.

Pride, composure, poise... everything she had maintained for nineteen years was shattered into pieces in that moment by those two flippant words.

She only wanted to escape!

But her body reacted before her reason could!

Bzzz—!!!

A terrifying frigid energy belonging to the "Profound Ice Nine Heavens Art" went completely out of control and erupted violently with her at the center!

This was pure emotion, the breaching of her Dao Heart!

"Crack! Crack crack!"

The Rosewood Table in front of her, the Spirit Jade Seat beneath her, all the luxurious furnishings in the entire VIP Room were instantly frozen by the absolute zero cold, then shattered and turned to dust!

The terrifying cold even pierced through the Protective Formation, transforming into a visible icy-blue storm that swept towards the Auction hall below!

"Not good!"

"The Saintess is enraged!"

"Fall back, quick!"

The Auction hall instantly descended into chaos. Cultivators close by were scared Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, scrambling and crawling backwards in a desperate retreat.

The entire hall was horrified!

Was she going to start a fight in public?!

However, at this critical juncture...

The "Su Chen" outside the window smiled.

Looking at the icy storm powerful enough to easily severely injure a Saint, he showed not a trace of surprise on his face. Instead, it was filled with indulgence and amusement.

He just lazily raised a single finger.

And gave a gentle tap towards that world-destroying, earth-shattering cold energy.

The roaring icy-blue storm, the Law that froze all things, upon touching his fingertip, melted away silently and without a trace, like early snow under a blazing sun.

Clean.

Completely.

As if it had never appeared.

"Su Chen" withdrew his finger, still leaning on the windowsill. His deep, magnetic voice pierced through the dead silence, clearly reaching everyone's ears.

The words were full of doting affection.

"Wife, don't ruin your health with anger."

"..."

"..."

Everyone's brains short-circuited once again.

What had they just seen?

The Divine Son of the Su Family... resolved the Yaochi Saintess's furious attack with just a single finger?!

And then... he called her "Wife"?!

So that earlier world-destroying spectacle wasn't an attack, it was... lovers' bickering?!

"My heavens... is... is this flirting?!"

"So domineering! So doting! The Saintess throws a tantrum, and the Divine Son just coaxes her like this?!"

"I'm dead, I've died from sweetness! What kind of divine love is this!"

The crowd's train of thought was once again sent soaring beyond the Ninth Heaven.

And Ling Qingzhu, upon seeing her out-of-control power so effortlessly neutralized, was utterly dumbfounded.

When the word "Wife" drilled into her ears, she completely broke down.

"Ah—!"

A scream filled with endless shame, fury, and grievance exploded in her heart.

She could no longer stay here for another moment.

One more second, and she would go mad!

Swish!

Ling Qingzhu transformed into a panicked streak of light. She didn't even bother with the door, directly smashing through another wall of the VIP Room and rushing out without looking back.

Her retreating figure was utterly disheveled, like a small beast toyed with to its limit by a hunter, finally giving up all struggle.

Looking at the large hole smashed in the wall, everyone exchanged glances, then erupted into even more heated discussion.

"I told you the Saintess was just shy!"

"Look, look, she was so ashamed she crashed through the wall!"

On the Star Gazing Platform, "Su Chen" watched that fleeing figure, the curve of his mouth growing increasingly sinister.

"Hehehe... Little Liar, your woman is truly amusing."

In a certain VIP Room on the second floor.

Wang Teng stared blankly at this scene, his heart crushed to pieces.

He had seen it.

He had seen it clearly just now.

On Ling Qingzhu's face, always cold as frost, had appeared a blush he had never seen before.

So it wasn't that she couldn't blush, couldn't feel shy.

It was just that the person who could make her blush and feel shy was not him, Wang Teng.

A poisonous fire of jealousy raged wildly in his chest, burning so fiercely his internal organs ached with pain.

"Su! Chen!"

He stared at that figure on the Star Gazing Platform, which was unbearably glaring in his eyes, the resentment and venom in his gaze congealing into something tangible!

"Young Master Wang..."

Qin Feng, beside him, also wore an expression of shock and gloom.

He too hadn't expected Su Chen to play such an unconventional card.

Flirting with the Saintess in public?

Such a thing, if it were him, he wouldn't even dare to think about it!

Yet Su Chen had done it, and done it so casually and lightly, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Most crucially, Ling Qingzhu actually... responded to this?!

This instantly elevated Qin Feng's wariness of Su Chen to its peak.

This man was not only unfathomably powerful, but his actions were also wildly unpredictable, completely beyond conventional reasoning.

He was like an abyss shrouded in mist; you couldn't see his depths, much less guess his next move.

This feeling of being unable to grasp or control anything filled Qin Feng with unprecedented fear.

"Brother Qin Feng..." Wang Teng's voice was hoarse, filled with unwillingness, "Tell me... do I still have a chance?"

Qin Feng sneered inwardly, but his face still wore an expression of loyal devotion.

He nodded heavily, stating resolutely, "Yes! Of course you do!"

"Young Master Wang, don't be fooled by his flashy tricks! Women, they all like this kind of sweet talk."

"But what ultimately wins their hearts is solid, tangible strength and foundation!"

"The upcoming Auction is your best opportunity! As long as we can successfully bid for those true treasures, letting Her Highness the Saintess see your discernment and financial power, she will naturally understand who is the truly worthy man to entrust her life to!"

Qin Feng's words acted like a shot of adrenaline, reigniting a flicker of hopeful flame in Wang Teng's eyes, which had already turned to ashes.

"Right! You're right!" Wang Teng said through gritted teeth, "Later, This Young Master will make Su Chen understand what it means to be wealthy and powerful! What true strength is!"

In the distance, another inconspicuous corner.

Liu Ruyan watched that panicked, fleeing icy streak of light and laughed uproariously, rocking back and forth.

"Hehehe... This fake really knows how to play."

"This move is much more interesting than our Little Gentleman."

She licked her red lips, her eyes sparkling with increasingly excited light, eagerly anticipating the good show to come.