52: I'm not a delicate and naive little girl.

"Jiang Yu, are you certain you want to succeed to the position of Saint? It is not too late to change your mind."

Jiang Yu secretly transmitted her voice to Jiang Yu.

Although the position of Saint is infinitely glorious and can garner more resource allocation.

But with a monster like Gu Qing around, being the Saint of this generation is not easy.

Therefore, she had once subtly warned Jiang Yu that there was a Prodigy in the Star Temple, urging him to give up the position of Saint and stop pursuing Su Qingyue.

Jiang Yu has excellent talent and the potential for Godhood and Ascension; it would be a great pity if he were to fall.

Unfortunately, Jiang Yu would not listen to advice.

However, the Star Temple has a rule: whoever defeats the Saint and sweeps through the true Disciples of the generation can apply to become the Saint.

"Thank you for your concern, Palace Revered Master, but this Disciple will never regret it."

Jiang Yu stood calmly in the center of the square and replied in a resonant, forceful tone, "In this magnificent world, how can this Disciple bind my own hands and feet and remain trapped in one place?"

"Even if that Prodigy has peerless talent, I have a sword that can sweep away my peers, and I have another sword to ask: Does Heaven dare to be my enemy?"

The Qi and blood within Jiang Yu erupted, blooming with brilliant divine light, and his intense Battle Intent shot straight into the clouds.

Endless radiance from the sun, moon, and stars surged toward him, and Jiang Yu's cultivation rose step by step.

He stepped toward the high platform, his Aura growing stronger with every step.

Boom!

Under the eyes of everyone, Jiang Yu's cultivation directly reached the eighth level of the Void Dao Realm, immediately drawing gasps of shock from the crowd.

"Hmph, posturing."

Wei Yiqing, who had been defeated by Jiang Yu, was filled with killing intent toward him.

Clearly, he believed Jiang Yu was doing this on purpose, intentionally stalling at the Bottleneck to have a Breakthrough during today's ceremony.

Using this to attract more attention and prove his peerless nature.

After all, the higher the Realm, the harder it is to achieve a Breakthrough.

The Void Dao Realm requires comprehending the Laws of Heaven and Earth; how could it be possible to break through just by walking a few steps?

"Does Heaven dare to be my enemy? How arrogant..."

Jiang Yu shook her head secretly, her gaze falling on Jiang Yu.

With a calm and composed expression and soaring Battle Intent, he indeed possessed an extraordinary temperament and the qualities of a Prodigy.

However, his tone was far too arrogant and ignorant.

A mere Void Dao Realm cultivator daring to ask if Heaven dares to be his enemy is simply ridiculous.

She had originally intended to take Jiang Yu as her Disciple; with a little polishing, he would surely become a great talent.

Even if he couldn't defeat Gu Qing, suppressing the other two Disciples of Zhi Meng would be no problem, and she couldn't let Zhi Meng be too arrogant.

Now it seems that the idea of taking him as a Disciple was rash.

If his character is flawed, no amount of talent is useful.

Jiang Yu immediately closed her eyes and stopped paying attention to Jiang Yu.

It is hard to persuade those bent on their own destruction.

Since Jiang Yu wants to court death, let him be.

Once he meets that freak Gu Qing, he will naturally realize that his so-called sword that asks Heaven is worth nothing.

No one can withstand one punch from Gu Qing.

"How can this be..."

After completing the Saint succession ceremony, Jiang Yu frowned, an unease rising in his heart; he instinctively felt that something was wrong.

The Star Temple's Saint ceremony was grand, yet it ended with a whimper.

Those Supreme Realm Elders had cold attitudes, and the etiquette was perfunctory.

Also, his sudden Breakthrough in Realm only caused a moment of shock among the crowd before they lost interest.

This shouldn't be.

Shouldn't these Elders, and those old monsters in the Saint Realm, be scrambling to take him as their Disciple?

"Could it be that the high-level officials of the Star Temple do not think highly of me, believing that I am no match for that Prodigy?"

As this thought arose, Jiang Yu's expression turned ugly. He made up his mind to find the Prodigy Jiang Yu spoke of and settle the score.

He would slap the faces of these people who look down on others.

"Palace Revered Master, may I ask, who exactly is the Prodigy you spoke of?" he asked via voice transmission.

"Do your own job." Jiang Yu's voice, usually as gentle as heavenly music, was now piercingly cold.

It left Jiang Yu with no doubt that if he dared to put on airs and continue questioning, he would absolutely be erased by Jiang Yu in a single thought.

This made him feel a chill throughout his body.

He began to doubt his own life.

In his mind, he should have been surrounded by the masses, with the Star Temple at his disposal.

Jiang Yu had already planned to take Jiang Yu as his Revered Master.

After all, Jiang Yu was at the Peak of the Saint Realm, known alongside Zhi Meng as the Peerless Pair, and could break through to the Divine Fire Realm at any time.

And having such a beautiful Revered Master was pleasing to the eye, was it not?

But the reality was the exact opposite.

Jiang Yu guessed it might be because of that hidden Prodigy in the Star Temple.

His resolve to kill that Prodigy grew even firmer in his heart.

But before that, he had more important things to do.

Jiang Yu walked step by step to Su Qingyue and gazed at her calmly.

The original host was a super simp, but he was not.

That's right, Jiang Yu was a Transmigrator who possessed a Check-in System.

The original host had given Su Qingyue countless Heaven And Earth Treasures; just thinking about it made his heart ache, and he had to get them back.

And while he was at it, clarify in public that he, Jiang Yu, was no simp.

Su Qingyue's willow eyebrows furrowed, and she felt a wave of nervousness, fearing that Jiang Yu would go crazy and declare his love in public.

Therefore, her Aura did not weaken at all. She looked at Jiang Yu coldly, her eyes as frigid as ice.

Like a Fairy of the Guanghan Palace who did not eat mortal food, beautiful and cold.

Su Qingyue made up her mind that as long as Jiang Yu dared to confess his love, she would ruthlessly reject him.

"Oh."

"So what if you've become the Saint?"

"A dog cannot change its nature of eating excrement."

The Disciples looked at Jiang Yu with mocking eyes, waiting for Jiang Yu to embarrass himself.

Although Jiang Yu's sudden surge in cultivation and combat power had changed their impression of him quite a bit.

But Jiang Yu's image as a simp was deeply ingrained.

After staring at each other for a moment, having not waited for Su Qingyue to speak first, a look of awkwardness flashed across Jiang Yu's face.

In the past, whenever he saw Su Qingyue, he would be scolded and told to get lost, and he had already prepared how to retort.

But what was going on with Su Qingyue today? Why was she not saying a word?

Jiang Yu swallowed the words that had reached his lips and said indifferently.

"Saintess Su."

"Something up?" Su Qingyue said coldly.

Jiang Yu frowned slightly, very unhappy with Su Qingyue's aloof attitude. He said indifferently, "Since Saintess Su does not like me, then return the Heaven And Earth Treasures I have gifted you over these years."

"..."

A look of astonishment appeared in Su Qingyue's beautiful eyes.

Chu Yao was also thunderstruck by Jiang Yu's words. Her fox-like eyes scanned Jiang Yu up and down, somewhat suspicious that Jiang Yu had been subjected to Possession.

After all, she knew just how much of a simp Jiang Yu was.

Moreover, the current Jiang Yu's temperament and personality were completely different from before.

This made it hard for her not to suspect that Jiang Yu had been replaced.

"Hey, what did Jiang Yu just say? He wants the Saintess to return the treasures he gifted? Did I hear that right?"

"I also suspect I heard wrong."

The onlookers were stunned, then one after another looked at Jiang Yu with contempt and mocked him.

"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect this. The Young Clan Chief of the immortal Jiang family is actually this tacky, wanting back the things he gave away."

"Exactly, if you couldn't bear to give them, why pretend to be a big spender back then?"

"Pfft, you really bring shame to us men."

"Junior Sister, look, I told you this kid is gold on the outside but rotten on the inside, and you didn't believe me."

"Stop talking."

Many proud daughters of heaven who had a good impression of Jiang Yu immediately stamped their feet in annoyance, wanting to cover their faces.

Hearing the mockery of the crowd, Jiang Yu curled his lips into a disdainful smile and said indifferently, "Saintess Su, since you didn't like me back then, why did you accept my gifts?"

Although asking for the gifted treasures back was somewhat embarrassing, they were real, valuable assets.

Besides, what was wrong with him asking for his own things back?

Even if he didn't want them, he couldn't let that white lotus green tea bitch Su Qingyue get the benefit.

Taking the original host's treasures while simultaneously despising the original host—Jiang Yu despised this kind of green tea bitch the most.

Therefore, no matter how beautiful Su Qingyue was, he wouldn't spare her another glance; he only wanted his things back and to draw a clear line with Su Qingyue.

Sure enough, when the crowd heard Jiang Yu's words, they suddenly became thoughtful and looked at Su Qingyue.

Su Qingyue was nervous from everyone's gaze, and she took a deep breath.

"Fine..." She thought about returning the Magic Treasures. If they had been fed to the pigs, she could just exchange for another set.

"Wait."

Chu Yao hurriedly stopped Su Qingyue and pulled her behind her.

Su Qingyue had a simple personality and didn't know the stakes, but she knew them all too well.

As long as Su Qingyue returned the treasures, regardless of right or wrong, she would no longer have the image of a flawless Fairy.

"Saint Jiang, you want back the gifts you gave away?"

Chu Yao asked with a smile.

Her fox eyes were bright, the corners slightly curled, like a cunning vixen.

"That's right."

Jiang Yu nodded, his hands clasped behind his back in a calm posture.

"Giggle."

"I, Chu Yao, have traveled north and south, seen countless customs, but this is the first time I've heard of someone asking for gifts back after giving them away."

"If I recall correctly, Qingyue stated back then that she didn't like you; it was you who shamelessly begged and forced them upon her."

"Now that you regret it, you want them back. Saint Jiang, you really have opened my eyes."

Chu Yao covered her mouth and giggled, cold light appearing in her eyes.

She was not some delicate, naive little girl.

Jiang Yu wanted to restore his reputation, get his treasures back, and step on Su Qingyue to rise—had he asked her first?

Hearing this, Jiang Yu's expression turned ugly, and he was filled with uncontrollable rage.

What did she mean by "shamelessly begged and forced them upon her"?

Did the original host really simp that much?

Alright, he really did.

"I didn't expect you to be this kind of person."

"Pfft..."

The crowd was instantly filled with contempt, feeling a chill of disgust.

They dared not imagine how "beautiful" the scene of him shamelessly begging and forcing gifts would be.

Now that he wasn't chasing her anymore, he wanted the things back? How could Jiang Yu's face be so thick?

Jiang Yu had simply brought total shame to all men.

Jiang Yu's expression was ugly, and he cursed the original host thoroughly in his heart.

Looking at the aloof and condescending Su Qingyue, then at the charming and peerless Chu Yao, with cold light flickering in his eyes, Jiang Yu suddenly felt stuck in a difficult position.

If Su Qingyue had despised him from the start and Chu Yao hadn't spoken up, he wouldn't be so passive in asking for his gifts back.

But Su Qingyue didn't play by the rules and just coldly said nothing.

But it was too late to say anything now.

There is no turning back once the bow is drawn.

Jiang Yu looked at Chu Yao with eyes like knives, wishing he could slice this vixen with a sword.

Seeing this, Chu Yao covered her mouth and giggled, but there was no laughter in her eyes: "Giggle, I was just speaking the truth. Is that not allowed? Does Saint Jiang want to kill me to silence me?"

Hearing this, Jiang Yu's face turned livid, and an uncontrollable panic welled up in his heart.

He felt that something was wrong somewhere.

Chu Yao's words were too sharp; she was rubbing his face—a Transmigrator—into the ground. This was very wrong.

He couldn't keep talking to Chu Yao; he would deal with this vixen another day when he had the chance.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yu looked at Su Qingyue and said in a cold tone: "Saintess Su, you wouldn't be the type to want it all and act holier-than-thou, would you?"

"Saint Jiang, throwing dirty water the moment you open your mouth—is this the upbringing of your Jiang family?"

"Let me tell you the truth: the Heaven And Earth Treasures you gifted were all taken by Qingyue to feed the pigs."

Chu Yao countered with clear logic, a look of mockery appearing on her stunningly beautiful, charming face.

"Fed to the pigs?"

Jiang Yu's expression instantly crumbled.

The people present also couldn't hold it together, their eyes widening.

They didn't need to think to know that the treasures Jiang Yu gifted certainly weren't simple.

How could such precious treasures be so extravagantly fed to pigs?

God damn it.

Everyone felt incredibly heartbroken, feeling a sense of heartbreak that they were not even as good as the pigs.

"You don't believe it?"

"I have a Recording Jade here. Although it only recorded a few short clips, they were indeed all fed to the pigs."

Chu Yao immediately took out a Recording Stone and presented the scene of Su Qingyue feeding them.

This was her own bad taste; she found a Fairy feeding pigs too comical, so she secretly recorded it, ready to take it out to threaten her little sister at any time.

Wow!

The scene was too beautiful.

Su Qingyue's smile was pure and beautiful. She hugged the pink and tender little fragrant pig, poking and petting it, even playfully tugging its ears, baring her teeth and giggling happily.

Where was there any trace of her aloof goddess demeanor?

"No!"

Su Qingyue covered her face; her aloof goddess image, maintained for many years, instantly collapsed.

"The Goddess is so cute..."

"The Saintess is so beautiful..."

"This little girl."

Jiang Yu's tone was doting, yet she felt a bit annoyed. Such an excellent Disciple had actually been taken by Zhi Meng first; it was truly a pity.

No, she had to find a way to trick her into coming home.

A Disciple of Zhi Meng—if you don't snatch her, you're a fool.

"Jiang Yu, don't go too far. What kind of ability is it to scam Saintess Su like this?"

"That's right, things given away belong to others."

"Tsk, the Young Clan Chief of the Jiang family has this kind of character?"

The Prodigies who came to watch the ceremony, having figured out the ins and outs of the matter, were instantly angered and began to mock him.

Jiang Yu's face turned livid.

He knew he was finished.

Today was supposed to be his shining moment.

But he became the target of collective ridicule.

From now on, no matter how high his achievements, he would likely never wash away this humiliation, which would accompany him for life.

"Oh right, I forgot to tell you, Saint Jiang: the Magic Treasures you gifted were also thrown away by the Saintess."

"So, I regret to inform you that Qingyue has no way to return the things you gifted."

"Of course, if you are truly so poor that you are lacking those few pennies, it wouldn't be impossible for me, Chu Yao, to give you some."

Chu Yao said this beautifully.

It was clearly mocking Jiang Yu, yet one could not find a single fault with it.

Jiang Yu was so angry that the veins on his forehead bulged, and his handsome face was somewhat distorted.

He took a deep breath, looked at Chu Yao with eyes full of killing intent, and turned to leave.

Although he really wanted to slap Chu Yao to death on the spot, Jiang Yu was not stupid; the Elders and the Palace Revered Master were ignoring him.

He currently only had the title of Saint, but none of the actual substance of a Saint, and he had no backing in the Star Temple.

If he dared to kill Chu Yao in public, he would definitely die.

The Jiang family couldn't save him either.

The Star Temple was not an ordinary sect.

Even a Supreme Divine Body could not do whatever it pleased.

However, he would not let Chu Yao off.

If he couldn't kill her today, it wouldn't be too late to do it tomorrow.

A mere Inner Sect Disciple—just find any excuse, and killing her would be that simple.

"Palace Revered Master, when do you think he will die?"

Jiang Yu looked at the person who transmitted the voice.

"Ahem, just kidding, just kidding."

He laughed awkwardly and continued to communicate with others.

"When Gu Qing comes out of seclusion, he will surely die."

"Who doesn't know that? Let's guess: how many moves will it take to beat him to death?"

"That's hard to say. Who knows how many treasures the Jiang family gave him?"

"Tsk tsk, how miserable. This magnificent world is destined to be buried by a single punch."