141: Two men collide

At the summit of the Dao Sect, the moon was bright and stars were sparse.

Two shadows were stretched long by the moonlight. The atmosphere was silent, with only the chirping of insects in the roadside weeds audible.

Su Qianqian turned around slowly. Her usually frost-cold face became quite animated as she asked sternly, "Are you serious?"

Su Quan's eyes were pure, his acting skills at their peak, naturally revealing a hint of bashfulness.

"If you don't like me, then why did you save me? If I'm not mistaken, Senior Sister Qianqian, you must have suffered a heavy internal injury!"

Su Qianqian's lips twitched as if she had heard a huge joke. Pointing at her own nose, she said sharply, "This Young Miss would like you? What a joke!"

Her tone became mocking as she said contemptuously, "As expected, you're still as narcissistic as ever, thinking every woman in the world covets that thing between your legs!"

"What do you mean?"

Su Quan looked bewildered.

"Hmph!"

Su Qianqian snorted coldly and turned to leave.

This time, Su Quan didn't chase after her. Instead, he stood where he was and shouted loudly, "In any case, Senior Sister Qianqian, thank you!"

Su Qianqian's steps quickened, and with a flash, she vanished without a trace.

Only then did the bashfulness and flush on Su Quan's face gradually fade. A look of contemplation appeared in his deep eyes; he was already pondering a foolproof plan to set a trap for this woman.

"Although I don't know why she wanted to kill me or why she saved me, one thing is certain: she definitely won't let herself die easily!"

Su Quan licked his chapped lips, his fist slowly clenching.

This point was Su Qianqian's Achilles' heel... As the twilight deepened, the morning sun rose in the east.

Su Quan walked out of his Dao Palace, his empty right sleeve hanging down. His left hand held a bowl of steaming medicinal soup as he walked up the mountain path of the Dao Sect.

Along the way, many early-rising female disciples of the Dao Sect had already begun their morning exercises.

To enter the gates of the Dao Sect meant being a top-tier Heavenly Prodigy of the Taiyi Realm in this generation. But because of this, they had the chance to glimpse a broader world and dared not slack off easily.

"Junior Brother Su Quan is such a wonderful person. It's just a pity that his body is crippled, having lost his right arm. I'm afraid there's no hope for his Great Dao in the future!"

"So what if he lost his right arm? I heard that yesterday, Junior Brother Su Quan suppressed the Heir of the Wei Family's current generation with just one arm. Do you know the Wei Family? That's an Eternal Power of the Immortal Domain, presided over by the Sun Moon Immortal Emperor!"

"Hiss—really? Junior Brother is so fierce? It doesn't match his appearance at all!"

"Come to think of it, Junior Brother's Physique is probably not simple. If it were, his severed arm would have been reattached with precious medicine long ago!"

"That makes sense. Rumor has it that the more powerful the Physique, the better it can repair damage to the Physical Body. No wonder Junior Brother was favored by the Taiyi Ancestral Grand-Mistress!"

...

The female cultivators were buzzing with discussion.

No matter where Su Quan went, he was undoubtedly the focus of the young girls.

"Good morning, Senior Sisters!"

Su Quan dropped his usual cold and aloof act and gave the group of female cultivators a gentle smile. His stunning looks made the sun and moon pale in comparison; a simple curve of his lips was enough to leave the female cultivators infatuated.

"Good morning, Junior Brother!"

"Junior Brother, where are you going?"

"Junior Brother, if you need any help, just speak up. We are all sisters of the Dao Sect; just treat us like your own older sisters!"

"Junior Brother..."

The women all chimed in, wanting to crowd around him.

They were quite flattered; no one expected the usually ice-cold handsome Junior Brother to have such an approachable side.

"Su Quan is going to deliver medicine to Senior Sister Qianqian, so I won't disturb your morning practice. Thank you, everyone!"

Su Quan's gentle voice brushed against the female cultivators' hearts like a spring breeze.

Long after his figure had departed, many female cultivators were still staring blankly in his direction.

"Damn, Junior Brother Su Quan is really the perfect husband material!"

"If I could see Junior Brother smile at me every day, I wouldn't even care about cultivating to become an Immortal!"

"I'm a bit jealous of our Saintess. Even if the medicine Junior Brother brewed himself was incredibly bitter, I would lick it all up!"

...The road up the mountain wasn't exactly close, but it wasn't that far either.

But Su Quan walked for a full hour.

Every time he encountered a Senior Sister along the way, he would proactively stop to greet them.

This was the first step in his plan.

First, improve his image in the hearts of the Dao Sect's female disciples, and then he could carry out his subsequent actions.

Finally, he stepped onto the summit of the Dao Sect's Sacred Mountain.

The terrain here was vast, planted with countless Heaven And Earth Treasures. The Spiritual Qi in the air was so dense it liquefied, falling as spiritual rain. Yet, in such a precious land, not a single female cultivator from the Sect could be seen.

Because this was the Domain of Su Qianqian, the Saintess of the Dao Sect in this generation.

Everyone in the Sect knew that the current Saintess was temperamental, ruthless, and cold.

Everyone feared her, and no one dared to get close.

At this moment, Su Quan adjusted his emotions and then carried the medicine pot toward the nearby lake.

The lake water was clear and bright, with spiritual mist curling above it.

On a blue stone by the shore, the girl's tall and straight back sat cross-legged. Her hands were formed into seals, and her full chest rose and fell with her breathing. In the sky above, the faint image of an Immortal and a Sacred Beast totem appeared.

However... Su Quan's gaze shifted to the right, and a stare filled with intense hostility collided fiercely in the air, seemingly sparking.

Wei Changsheng!

The man held a spiritual pot in both hands, his feminine face full of hostility.

"This guy!"

Su Quan curled his lip, ignoring that murderous gaze.

He wasn't surprised that Wei Changsheng was here. The man's identity was the heaven-ordained male lead; whether the parties involved were willing or not, fate would entwine their destinies.

Just then, Su Qianqian, who was immersed in a state of Cultivation, slowly woke up.

Her cherry lips exhaled a puff of fragrant air, kicking up a thousand layers of waves on the lake.

Seeing this, Wei Changsheng immediately approached like he was presenting a treasure. Placing the spiritual pot in front of the girl, he tried his best to show a gentle expression and said, "Miss Su, yesterday I impulsively used my protective jade pendant. My master said that although Miss Su's magic power is immense, you still suffered some internal injuries. I am very guilty!"

"This is a medicinal liquid I specially brewed; it's very beneficial for nourishing injuries. Miss Su, please drink it while it's hot!"

Looking at the feminine face leaning in toward her, Su Qianqian's pretty brows furrowed slightly, but she felt no disgust. Instead, she had a faint sense of familiarity and appreciation.

Even the irritability that had occupied her Divine Soul for years eased considerably because of this face.

"Wei Family, Seven Revolutions Sacred Body, Nine Revolutions Sacred Body... Is it you?"

She murmured to herself.

Being stared at so directly by the girl, a hint of bashfulness appeared on Wei Changsheng's face at just the right moment. He asked softly, "Miss Su, what did you say?"

Su Qianqian said coldly, "It's nothing. Wei Changsheng, let me ask you, do you know of Wei Wuyou?"

Wei Changsheng's heart skipped a beat, and he looked bewildered. "Wei Wuyou? I've never heard of him!"

He indeed hadn't heard of him, but a faint sense of familiarity arose in his heart.

"I see."

Su Qianqian nodded understandingly and then casually took the spiritual pot. Just as she was about to bring it to her lips, her gaze suddenly shifted to Su Quan, carrying a subtle coldness.

"What are you doing here?"

"I..."

Su Quan seemed frightened and took a step back. Lowering his head to look at the Spirit Medicine he was carrying, he stammered, "I... I also came to deliver medicine to Senior Sister!"

"Deliver medicine?"

"Yes, I heard that the Sun-Facing Grass from the back mountain of the Dao Sect is helpful for treating internal injuries. This... I specially went to pick it this morning and brewed it into a Spirit Medicine..."

Before Su Quan could finish, he was interrupted by Wei Changsheng's cold laugh.

"Heh, put away that pathetic look. I've seen plenty of 'green tea' jerks like you in the cultivation world, This Young Master has seen many!"

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