83: Chapter 83 One Sword Annihilates a Sect! Do the Ghost Clan Sisters Also Love Rabbit Heads?

"Boom!"

No flashy probing, no superfluous chatter.

Su Feng's god slaying sword, wrapped in terrifying power capable of severing mountains and rivers, struck heavily against the Blazing Moon Sect's sect-protecting array.

That layer of crimson light, which had once left Su Feng helpless and was touted as unbreakable by anyone beneath the Spirit Transformation stage, was now as fragile as a thin sheet of window paper.

The moment it touched the magic god's Sword Qi, it didn't even have time to wail before shattering into dots of light filling the sky!

"This... how is this possible?!"

Zhao Jie stared fixedly at Su Feng in the air, his eyes threatening to split open, his whole body trembling like chaff:

"It's only been a month... just one month!"

"How could he have become this strong?! This aura... is it Half-step Spirit Transformation Peak?! It's even much stronger than my Revered Master?!"

If the previous Su Feng had only made him wary, the current Su Feng was an abyss that made him feel despair.

This unreasonable speed of advancement forced him to suspect:

Could this man truly be a Reincarnation of a great being from the Upper Realm?!

Compared to Zhao Jie's shock, Yan Jue, who had lived for over a thousand years, reacted faster and was more... pragmatic.

Upon sensing that intent to kill, this oldest Old Ancestor of the Southern Region did not hesitate to dissipate the Spell in his hands and bent his noble spine toward Su Feng.

"Head of the Su Family! Please, hold your hand!"

Yan Jue shouted hoarsely, his voice filled with fear and pleading:

"My Blazing Moon Sect... is willing to surrender!"

"This old man is willing to lead the entire sect to submit to the Su Family! From now on, we are willing to follow the Su Family's lead, to work like horses and oxen, with absolutely no disloyalty!"

"I only beg the Head of the Su Family... to leave a spark of incense for my Blazing Moon Sect!"

Once these words were spoken, the entire scene went silent.

The Disciples of the Blazing Moon Sect looked at their Old Ancestor in disbelief.

That arrogant Grand Elder had actually knelt?

Shen Luoyu stood in the distance, watching this scene, saying nothing.

She knew Su Feng had already made his decision; even if they surrendered, it would change nothing.

In mid-air, Su Feng didn't even lift an eyelid.

He looked at the kneeling, begging Yan Jue with eyes as cold as if he were looking at a corpse.

"Surrender?"

A mocking curve appeared at the corner of Su Feng's mouth, and the god slaying sword in his hand hummed, the killing intent increasing rather than decreasing:

"When you besieged my Su Family, did you ever think of leaving a way out?"

"When you allied with two nations to cut off my path to survival, did you ever think this day would come?"

"Now you want to act like a dog?"

Su Feng flipped his wrist, and the sword light, like ink, poured down:

"Too late!"

"My Su Family... does not accept trash!"

"You!" Yan Jue's face revealed despair and resentment, just about to fight with his life.

"Swoosh!"

A thin black line instantly sliced across his neck.

Yan Jue's movements froze.

The next second, his head slid off, and along with the Nascent Soul inside his Purple Mansion, it was instantly twisted into nothingness by that domineering magic god qi!

"Revered Master!" Zhao Jie screamed in terror.

"Your turn."

Su Feng backhanded a palm down.

"Bang!"

Zhao Jie, along with the council hall behind him, was directly smashed into powder by this palm, completely erased from the world.

Three short breaths.

Two Half-step Spirit Transformation experts fell, and the high-level members of the Blazing Moon Sect were completely wiped out!

Su Feng put away his sword and stood, looking at the ruins below with a calm expression.

He was not a bloodthirsty person, but since he had set the rules, he had to execute them to the end.

Only bloody facts could make everyone in this Southern Region remember.

The Su Family must not be bullied!

After resolving the Blazing Moon Sect, Su Feng took Shen Luoyu and returned home, feeling relaxed.

Having been away for a month, he truly missed his wife and children.

"Su Feng!"

As soon as he stepped into the territory of Azure Cloud City, a crimson-gold figure flew down from the highest tower; it was Wu Qin.

Since Su Feng left, this former arrogant Grand Princess of Great Zhou had done nothing but Cultivate and stand on the tower, gazing north, rain or shine, longing for his return.

As for who she was waiting for, everyone in the Su Family knew without saying.

"You're back?"

Wu Qin landed in front of Su Feng, wanting to pounce on him, but held back by the reserve of a Grand Princess, stopping her steps, though her slightly red-rimmed eyes betrayed her feelings.

"Yeah, I'm back."

Su Feng stepped forward and naturally took her hand. In that instant, Wu Qin's tense body finally softened, and she nodded obediently.

"Revered Master!"

Before Su Feng could enter the door, a crisp sound of bells echoed through the front courtyard.

Yan Ling'er sensed Su Feng's aura; how could she care about taking care of the child?

She shoved Su Mo, who was in her arms, to a nearby maid, and with bare snow-white feet, she rushed into Su Feng's arms like a pink little cannonball.

"Dead Revered Master! Stinky Revered Master! You went out for so long! Aren't you afraid I'd miss you to death!"

She hung on Su Feng, pounding her little pink fists on his chest like raindrops, venting her longing in her own unique way.

"Alright, alright, didn't I come back?" Su Feng rubbed her head dotingly.

At this moment, Ying Yue'e slowly walked out with her big belly, her purple clothes still exuding nobility, but her eyes filled with tenderness: "Husband, you've worked hard."

Lin Qingxue also came out holding Su Hao, her expression no longer cold, but transformed into the gentle look Su Feng was most familiar with.

"Brother Feng, welcome home."

"Ya~ Bo~~~"

Su Hao in her arms seemed to recognize his father, waving his little hands, making happy babbling sounds, and even blowing a bubble.

Looking at this courtyard full of beautiful wives, concubines, and cute children, a warm current surged in Su Feng's heart.

This was home.

"Right, I almost forgot about them."

Su Feng suddenly remembered something, flipped his palm, and took out the 【yin-yang life and death diagram】.

Hum!

With a flash of light, two petite figures fell to the ground, looking around in confusion.

It was Rem and Ram.

"Who are they?"

Yan Ling'er, who had been acting spoiled, instantly became alert, staring at these two cute little lolis like a cat guarding its food, her eyes full of doubt.

Brought more women back? And they're twins?!

Rem and Ram realized they were being watched by everyone, and were startled, subconsciously leaning against each other.

In the end, the older sister, Ram, stood out. Although a bit nervous, she still introduced them politely:

"I am Ram of the Ghost Clan, and this is my twin sister, Rem. The Head of the Su Family... um... saved us..."

When she said 'saved', she guiltily glanced at Su Feng, finally choosing to change her wording.

"Ghost Clan? The legendary Dongling Ghost Clan?"

Yan Ling'er curiously leaned in, looking them up and down.

"Such strange clothes..."

Her gaze finally settled on the thin-as-cicada-wings black and white silk fabric on their legs, and her eyes lit up:

"What is this? It looks so smooth and shiny."

Rem noticed that the people around them had no malice, and whispered an explanation: "These are called stockings, a unique garment of our Ghost Clan."

"Stockings??"

Yan Ling'er touched her chin thoughtfully, then secretly glanced at Su Feng, a mischievous smile curling the corner of her mouth.

"I see Revered Master seems to like staring at them... looks like I need to get a few pairs of these to wear."

Su Feng felt his old face flush under her gaze, and he quickly coughed twice, rubbing Yan Ling'er's little head to change the subject:

"Alright, you guys can talk later."

"The world is big, but eating is the biggest priority! Let's eat first!"

The Su Family held a grand banquet to celebrate the Head's triumphant return.

The table was filled with all kinds of spiritual delicacies, the aroma mouth-watering.

Rem and Ram were like two curious babies, holding chopsticks, looking at the table full of food, at a loss.

As Nascent Soul Stage Ghost Cultivators, they had long since practiced inedia, and the Ghost Clan was always dark, having no food culture at all; usually, everyone just huddled in their rooms cultivating or devouring Soul Power.

"Try this, Azure Cloud City's specialty, spicy spiritual rabbit head."

Su Feng picked up a piece and placed it in Rem's bowl.

Rem hesitated for a moment, then carefully took a bite.

The next second.

"Mmm!!"

That spicy, fresh, and fragrant taste exploded on the tip of her tongue, instantly conquering her taste buds!

"Sister! This is delicious!!" Rem's eyes instantly lit up like stars, and she exclaimed in surprise.

The two had a twin heart and shared senses.

Ram, who was sitting on the side, hadn't eaten it, but she clearly felt that unprecedented delicious stimulation, and couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

"Is... is it really that good?"

"Really! Sister, you hurry up and try it!"

Looking at these two Ghost Clan girls who were so happy over a rabbit head, Su Feng smiled.

There is nothing that a barbecue cannot solve.

If there is, then two meals.

This night, the red candles in the Su Family flickered...