77: You little liar, what exactly are you trying to do?!

The top floor of the pagoda was dead silent.

Ye Linghan stared fixedly at the half-clump of black Emperor Qi floating in front of her, then looked at the man opposite her who had a face saying, "My hand is tired, take it quickly."

Her worldview was collapsing.

Sharing Emperor Qi?

What kind of move was this?

Who was she? The Fallen Immortal of the Mortal World! Her creed in life was to plunder, possess, and destroy!

This was the Origin Emperor Qi of the Heaven Swallowing Great Emperor! A supreme treasure enough to turn father against son and brother against brother!

He actually just... split half of it?

The reason being... it's too much trouble for one person to absorb?

Ye Linghan's mind was a mess.

She had imagined Su Chen would blackmail her, set a trap, or take it all and run. She had prepared ten thousand contingency plans.

But she never expected the other party to flip the chessboard entirely.

Using a salted fish logic she couldn't comprehend at all, he crushed all her calculations.

This feeling was stifling and absurd.

It even made her feel a hint of panic.

"Hey, do you want it or not?" Su Chen grew impatient. "If you don't, I'll take it all. Don't say I'm bullying you."

He made a move to pull back his hand.

"I want it!"

Ye Linghan practically roared it out.

With a wave of her hand, that half-clump of Emperor Qi instantly sank into the space between her brows.

Boom!

Vast power exploded within her body! The profound principles of the Heaven Swallowing Demonic Art frantically washed over her dao foundation. Her Fallen Immortal body, riddled with holes after being Sealed for a hundred thousand years, was actually being repaired at a visible rate!

She could use this to return to the Heavenly Immortal Realm at any time!

But she didn't have the heart to care about that. She stared intently at the man opposite her who was also absorbing the Emperor Qi, her heart churning with unprecedented shock.

He really gave it!

Without any traps!

Why?! Just what exactly does he want to do?!

This thought was like a poisonous thorn, piercing into her arrogant Demonic Heart, making her feel the fear of "losing control"!

"Who... exactly are you?" Ye Linghan's voice was so dangerous it could scrape a layer of skin off a person.

Su Chen slowly opened his eyes.

The other half of the Emperor Qi had been perfectly absorbed by him. The flaws of this Demonic Technique were not a problem in his eyes.

Hearing Ye Linghan's question, he glanced at her lazily and curled his lip as if it were obvious.

"Me? I'm Su Chen."

"An ordinary Divine Son of the Su Family... who just wants to idle about and retire early."

"What else?"

This answer was frank, innocent, and extremely annoying.

Ye Linghan felt her Devilish Qi, accumulated over a hundred thousand years, was about to flow backward from anger.

She suppressed her killing intent and turned her gaze toward the corner.

Ling Qingzhu and Liu Ruyan were equally dazed.

[Forget it, if I can't figure it out, I won't think about it.] A wicked smile returned to the corner of Ye Linghan's mouth. [Anyway, this interesting 'toy' will be mine sooner or later.]

Her gaze fell on Ling Qingzhu and Liu Ruyan, full of aggression.

Liu Ruyan gave a flirtatious wink from behind her mask, looking like she was enjoying the show.

Ling Qingzhu, however, stiffened.

Sharing Emperor Qi? Is he with that Demoness? Then what am I? A fool being played by them together?

Her Dao Heart became unstable once again.

"Hey, you, Ice Block Face."

Su Chen's lazy voice rang out as he pointed at the Divine Light in the center of the pagoda. "Stop dazing off. Your thing is there. Go get it yourself."

"Hurry up. Once you've got it, we're done here. I'm sleepy."

Ling Qingzhu looked in the direction he pointed. In the most brilliant center of the Divine Light floated a mirror fragment that looked like moonlight.

A fragment of the jade pool mirror!

Her breath hitched. The joy of finding the sacred object diluted all her wild thoughts.

But then she paused.

Ye Linghan and Liu Ruyan were looking at her with interest, waiting for the show.

Taking the Jade Pool Sacred Object in front of two rivals?

She couldn't do it!

Just as Ling Qingzhu was in a dilemma and her face was turning red...

Su Chen's voice, which seemed to see through everything, came again.

"What's wrong with you? The thing is right there and you won't take it. Are you waiting for it to grow legs and run into your hands?"

He glanced at Ye Linghan and Liu Ruyan and curled his lip. "Or are you afraid they'll snatch it?"

"Hey, you two, listen up."

"That broken mirror belongs to her. If anyone dares to touch it, don't blame me for turning hostile."

His voice wasn't loud, but it was so domineering that it left no room for doubt.

"Hehe, since Divine Son Su has spoken, how would This humble servant dare?" Liu Ruyan was the first to speak up.

Ye Linghan gave a cold snort and turned her head away, which served as a tacit agreement.

"Alright, no one's competing with you anymore." Su Chen waved at Ling Qingzhu. "Go quickly, don't waste everyone's time."

Ling Qingzhu was stunned.

Seeing Su Chen's look of obvious disdain as if he were saying "you're so annoying" even though he was clearly helping her, the softest string in her heart was struck hard.

[This... idiot...]

A warm current surged up, washing away all her defenses.

She finally "realized"!

He wasn't playing with her; he was protecting her in his own way!

He knew she would be caught in a fierce battle if she came alone, so he orchestrated this absurd "Loot-sharing Meeting," feeding the other two women beforehand with treasures and Emperor Qi!

Realizing all this, Ling Qingzhu's eyes grew hot.

She looked at Su Chen, her cold eyes no longer guarded, only filled with endless emotion and a hint of love she hadn't even noticed herself.

She took a deep breath, and with a flicker of her figure, she appeared before the fragment, carefully cradling it in her hands.

Buzz—

Holy power gushed out, enveloping her! Then, the Emperor Weapon fragment flew into the space between Ling Qingzhu's brows.

She turned toward the still-lazy man, her red lips parted slightly, and her voice trembled.

"Thank you."

"What's there to thank? Go stand aside and don't block the way."

Su Chen waved his hand impatiently and turned his gaze to the last "player" in the field—Liu Ruyan.

A devilish smile appeared on his face.

"Alright, now it's your turn."