5: A meeting on the rooftop? Su Shenzi is furious!

"My fiancé?" Liu Ruyan laughed so hard she trembled like a flower branch, as if she had heard the world's funniest joke. Her seductive, soul-snatching eyes squinted at Ling Qingzhu, the sarcasm in her tone almost becoming tangible.

"Ling Qingzhu, you must not be awake yet. As for a marriage contract, my Nine Nether Demonic Cult has one too. Besides, don't you have any idea how that Little Man evaluated you in his diary? A big-breasted, brainless 'silly, white, sweet' girl, a tricycle rider—do you even deserve to mention the word 'legitimate'?"

"You're looking for death!"

Boom! A terrifying chill suddenly erupted, and Ling Qingzhu could no longer maintain her ice-cold composure. Liu Ruyan's words had accurately struck her sore spot, word for word.

The words 'silly, white, sweet' and 'big-breasted and brainless' had already become her Heart Demon.

Crystal-clear ice spikes materialized out of thin air around Ling Qingzhu, each one containing a terrifying power of Law sufficient to freeze a Saint's Divine Soul. Their sharp tips were all aimed directly at Liu Ruyan.

"Oh, so you're flying into a rage out of humiliation?" Far from being afraid, Liu Ruyan became even more excited. She licked her crimson lips as the black Devilish Qi surged around her, transforming into venomous snakes ready to devour anyone, standing in direct opposition to the sky full of ice spikes. "Come then, this Saintess hasn't stretched her muscles in a long time. Let me, your Elder sister, see if Yaochi Holy Land's Nine Heavens Profound Ice Art is as hard as your mouth!"

Seeing that a world-shaking battle between Saintesses was about to break out on the roof of the Divine Son of the Su Family, the Shadow Guard Commander, Xuan Ya, who had been as still as a statue, finally moved.

He simply took one step forward.

With that one step, a pure Killing Intent—colder than the chill and more wicked than the Devilish Qi—instantly enveloped the entire roof like an invisible web.

It was an aura born from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, created solely for slaughter. It was cold, deathly silent, and devoid of any personal emotion, yet it was more terrifying than any emotion could ever be.

Ling Qingzhu and Liu Ruyan's movements both stiffened simultaneously.

They could afford to ignore each other, but this black-armored person representing the Great Xia Empress made them both feel a massive threat.

This person was a true killing machine.

"The Empress's lapdog wants to interfere in the affairs between us sisters?" Liu Ruyan narrowed her seductive eyes, a dangerous light flashing through them.

From beneath Xuan Ya's helmet came a voice devoid of any fluctuation: "Imperial Decree: Within three li of this place, clear everything."

The implication was that if they continued to fight, they would also be included in the scope of being cleared out.

"What arrogance!" Liu Ruyan was about to lose her temper.

Ling Qingzhu had also secretly begun to circulate her profound cultivation, ready to deal with this bizarre situation at any moment.

The auras of the three parties rose again, as if invisible thunder was interweaving and colliding in the night sky. The clouds above Divine Son Peak were torn to shreds. Under the moonlight, the auras of the three peerless figures were locked onto each other, and the space itself began to groan under the burden.

At this critical juncture...

"Creak—"

The soft sound of a wooden door being pushed open was exceptionally piercing in this deathly silent confrontation.

Following that, a lazy complaint filled with deep sleepiness and extreme impatience floated up from the courtyard below.

"I say, are you all seriously ill? Instead of sleeping in the middle of the night, are you holding a three-way summit on my roof?"

"Are you going to let anyone sleep in peace? Each of you is releasing your aura like a giant lightbulb. Anyone who didn't know better would think my Divine Son Peak was about to undergo Ascension right here! All of you, get lost!"

"..."

"..."

"..."

The voice wasn't loud and was even a bit muddled, but it was like a bolt of Nine Heavens Divine Thunder striking directly at the crowns of the three people on the roof.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze completely.

With a "crack," the ice spikes around Ling Qingzhu shattered inch by inch, dissipating into the air.

Her cold and beautiful face first went blank, and then, at a speed visible to the naked eye, a moving crimson flush spread from the base of her ears to her cheeks.

He... he heard us?

When did he wake up?

Did he hear everything? Our confrontation here was just a "meeting" to him?

In an instant, the Yaochi Saintess felt the glazed tiles beneath her feet become incredibly hot. She wished she could immediately use an evasion art to flee from this place of dispute that made her feel so ashamed and indignant.

As a dignified Saintess, she was actually arguing on someone else's roof like a jealous shrew, and she had been caught red-handed by the person involved!

On the other side, the seductive smile on Liu Ruyan's face also froze.

Her soul-snatching eyes went wide and round, and her red lips parted slightly, not closing for a long time.

Get lost?

This Little Man actually told her to get lost?

After a brief moment of shock, an unprecedentedly strange feeling surged into her heart. This feeling wasn't anger, but rather a sense of novelty and excitement.

In all the years Liu Ruyan had been alive, who in the demonic cult dared to be disrespectful to her? Which member of the Righteous Path didn't act as if they were facing a great enemy upon seeing her?

This was the first time someone had used a tone reserved for shooing away stray cats and dogs to tell her to get lost.

"Giggle..." She suddenly laughed again, her whole body trembling. She looked at the tightly closed bedroom door, her eyes burning with a heat that said she was determined to have him. "Interesting, this is truly too interesting... Little Man, you have successfully caught my attention."

As for the most professional one, Xuan Ya, his reaction was also the fastest.

The moment Su Chen's voice rang out, his terrifying Killing Intent vanished without a trace, as if it had never existed.

He took a deep look at the courtyard below, glanced at the two Saintesses who were in various states of mind, and with a flicker of his body, he silently merged into the shadows and completely disappeared.

The Imperial Decree was to clear out "unrelated people." Since the target person had spoken, the mission had a new way of being interpreted.

Furthermore, His Highness the Divine Son did not seem to need protection. This intelligence had to be reported to the Empress immediately.

Once Xuan Ya left, Ling Qingzhu could no longer stay.

She gave a harsh glare to Liu Ruyan, who was still laughing there, as if to record the grudge of the 'silly, white, sweet' comment on her head. Then, her body transformed into a cold moonlight, tearing through the Void Realm and instantly disappearing into the horizon.

If she stayed any longer, she feared her Dao Heart would truly crack from shame and indignation.

"Sigh, how boring. They've all run away, one by one." Liu Ruyan curled her lips, unsatisfied. She took one last look at the quiet bedroom, as if she could see through the walls to the man she was becoming increasingly curious about.

She stuck out the tip of her tongue and lightly licked her red lips. Her body turned into a wisp of black smoke and also vanished into the night, leaving only a faint sentence echoing in the air.

"Little Man, we will meet again very soon. When that time comes, this Elder sister will have to 'dote on' you properly..."

...Inside the bedroom.

Su Chen yawned and flopped back onto his large bed made of Thousand-year Spiritual Silkworm Silk.

"What the hell, where did those stray cats come from to fight on the roof in the middle of the night? Their screeching was so fierce, and they even brought elemental attacks. So noisy."

He muttered to himself, pulled the blanket over his head, and rolled over.

No matter if the world was ending outside, nothing was more important than sleep.

A night of good sleep followed.

The next day, when the first ray of sunlight shone through the window into the bedroom, Su Chen was still in bed having a beautiful dream.

In the dream, he was already invincible under heaven. He was lying on a beach chair made from an Extreme Dao Imperial Armament, drinking tea brewed with Jade Pool Holy Water, and watching the Nine Nether Demoness and the Empress of the Divine Dynasty argue over whether they should massage his shoulders or pound his legs first today.

"His Highness the Divine Son, are you awake?"

Outside the door came the timid call of a maid.

"Mm... come in." Su Chen answered lazily.

Two maids with slender figures pushed the door open and entered, carrying golden basins and jade bowls for washing, as well as fragrant spiritual fruit pastries.

"This Divine Son is in a good mood today. Come, play a game with me." Su Chen leaned against the headboard, his white inner garment slightly open to reveal his well-defined collarbones and a small patch of fair chest. His ink-black hair was casually scattered. Combined with that peerlessly handsome yet somewhat lazy face, the two maids' faces turned red, and their hearts fluttered like racing deer.

"What... what game does Your Highness the Divine Son want to play?" one of the bolder maids asked in a low voice.

A mischievous smile curled at the corners of Su Chen's mouth as he pulled out a deck of... cards from his Storage Ring.

He had commissioned the Su Family's best Artifact Refiner to create these using various rare Materials based on his memories from his previous life when he was bored. Each card carried a faint spiritual power and felt excellent to the touch.

"Let's play Fight the Landlord. Whoever loses will be punished by peeling a whole plate of amethyst grapes for This Divine Son—the kind that must be fed by mouth," Su Chen lazily announced the rules.

Hearing this, the maids' cheeks grew even redder. They were both shy and happy, their eyes shimmering with emotion, looking quite charming.

"Yes, Your Highness the Divine Son."

Just as Su Chen finished shuffling the cards and was ready to enjoy this corrupt and decadent beautiful day...

"Bang—!"

The bedroom door was crudely pushed open by spiritual power, and a powerful aura swept inside.

"Su Chen! You vile brat! What time do you think it is, and you're still wasting your life on such trifles!"

A roar like thunder came as Seventh Elder Su Qi of the Su Family stood at the door with a face full of rage, looking completely disappointed in him.

Behind him, the Su Family's butler and a group of servants were trembling with fear, not even daring to lift their heads.

Su Chen's good mood was instantly ruined. He frowned, tossed the cards onto the bed, and looked at Su Qi impatiently.

"I say, Seventh Elder, why is your temper so explosive so early in the morning? Did you have a fight with the Seventh Elder's wife last night, or did your energy go haywire during meditation?"

"You! You still dare to talk back!" Su Qi was so angry his whole body was shaking. He strode to the bed in three steps and pointed at Su Chen's nose, cursing, "Last night over Divine Son Peak, there were Saints fighting! This old man thought you had been ambushed by thieves and rushed over immediately. But you, you had the doors and windows tightly shut and were sleeping soundly! And now you're here with maids... doing this... simply shameless! You've lost all the face of my Su Family!"

Seeing the two maids who were so scared they were kneeling on the ground, and Su Chen's disheveled and lazy appearance, Su Qi's anger flared even more.

Su Chen picked his ear, looking completely indifferent. "What Saints fighting? How would I know? I slept very soundly last night. Besides, when the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up. My Su Family is full of experts and layered with Great Guardian Arrays; what could possibly happen? Elder, you're just worrying about things that are none of your business."

"You... you..." Su Qi pointed at Su Chen, his finger trembling. He felt that if he continued talking to this kid, his thousands of years of cultivation would crumble from anger.

He took a deep breath, suppressed his rage, and changed the subject.

"Let's not talk about that! Word has already come from Yaochi Holy Land for you to set out as soon as possible to go to the Tianyuan Secret Realm for training with Saintess Ling Qingzhu! This is the best opportunity for you to cultivate feelings with her! It's also an opportunity for you to prove yourself before the people of the world! You must go!"

Su Chen was even more annoyed upon hearing this and rolled his eyes. "Not going. What Secret Realm training? All that fighting and killing is so tiring. I'd rather spend that time sleeping more or researching new ways to play cards. Cultivating feelings? My relationship with my bed is already very good; I don't need anyone else."

"You vile brat! Are you determined to stay this way until you've angered this old man to death!" Su Qi's blood pressure rose again.

"Alright, alright," Su Chen waved his hand, speaking in a tone used to dismiss a beggar. "I get it, stop nagging. You're like a fly. When I'm in a good mood or get tired of sleeping, maybe I'll go. Now please leave, don't interrupt my elegant artistic exchange with the maids."

As he spoke, he actually picked up the cards and winked at the two trembling maids. "Come on, let's continue. Where were we? Whose turn is it to play?"

"Pfft—"

Seeing this display of being as useless as rotten wood, Su Qi felt a mouthful of old blood surge up his throat, nearly spitting it out on the spot.

He stared fixedly at Su Chen, and finally, all his anger turned into a long, powerless sigh.

"Fine... fine! You'd better watch yourself!"

The Seventh Elder flicked his sleeve and left in a huff, his back looking indescribably lonely and desolate.

After he left, the laziness on Su Chen's face vanished instantly. He threw the cards aside and silently gave the middle finger toward the door.

"Old fossil, annoying pest."

Having dismissed the Seventh Elder, Su Chen sent away the still-shaken maids, locked the door behind him, and set up dozens of soundproofing and Divine Sense blocking barriers.

A day of cultivation officially began.

He sat cross-legged and skillfully took out that beast-hide diary with a magnificent cover from his Storage Ring.

It was time to start today's roasting and spoilers.