Chapter 99 Resource Allocation

Purple Bamboo Peak, early morning.

Clouds and mist swirled, and a few spirit cranes circled above the bamboo sea, emitting clear, melodious cries.

Su Ye stood with his hands behind his back, stepping on the morning light as he leisurely walked down from the mountain peak.

His footsteps were light; with every step he took, the Spiritual Qi beneath his feet automatically supported him, his sleeves fluttering, looking just like an exiled immortal.

After an entire night of "deep healing," not only was he not the least bit fatigued, but he was instead radiant, with golden light faintly swirling in the depths of his eyes.

His Spirit Transformation Triple Heaven Realm, nourished by that extremely pure Tribulation-transcending Origin Yin, had already become as solid as a rock.

He had even faintly touched the threshold of the fourth heaven.

"Revered Master's 'medicinal effect' is truly more potent than any ten-thousand-year Spirit Medicine."

Su Ye's mouth curled into a reminiscent smile, his fingers subconsciously rubbing his lips.

A trace of cold, orchid-like fragrance seemed to still linger there.

Just as he was about to step into the Listening to Rain Pavilion.

A red silhouette, like a ghost, flashed out from behind the green bamboo to the side without any warning.

"Senior Brother, good morning."

The voice was alluring, yet it carried a sour chill.

Su Ye's footsteps paused, and the smile on his face instantly switched to his standard, gentle-as-jade mode.

He turned his head to look at Jiang Wanyin, who was standing before him with two faint dark circles under her eyes.

"Second Junior Sister? Waiting here so early, could it be that you've encountered a Bottleneck in your cultivation and came specifically to ask for your Senior Brother's guidance?"

Jiang Wanyin crossed her arms, that fiery red long dress wrapping around her hot figure, accentuating all the right curves.

She didn't answer, but instead, like a vigilant little fox, moved closer to Su Ye.

Her nostrils flared, and she sniffed hard.

Once, twice.

Su Ye's expression remained normal, and he even very cooperatively spread his arms.

"Did you smell anything?"

Jiang Wanyin looked up abruptly, her beautiful eyes staring fixedly at Su Ye's eyes, as if trying to see through his Soul.

"Cold Moon Orchid Scent!"

She gritted her silver teeth and said word by word.

"This is Revered Master's unique body scent. Usually, it's hard for us to even get within three feet of her. The scent on you, Senior Brother, seems to have marinated into you, hasn't it?"

"Last night... the entire night!"

"Senior Brother, for your 'healing,' did you have to take off your clothes and heal while pressed against each other?"

Facing this almost face-to-face aggressive questioning, Su Ye didn't even blink an eyelid.

He sighed and reached out to flick Jiang Wanyin on her smooth forehead.

"Ouch!"

Jiang Wanyin covered her forehead, her almond eyes wide: "Why did you hit me!"

"Hitting you for your lewd thoughts, and for your disrespect."

Su Ye withdrew his hand, stood with his hands behind his back, and revealed a compassionate expression on his face.

"Wanyin, do you know how many years the cold poison in Revered Master's body has accumulated?"

"That is three hundred years of aged cold poison!"

"In order to remove this bone-gnawing maggot for Revered Master, I spared no effort to exhaust my own Ancient Desolate Sacred Body Origin, using Pure Yang Qi to contend with it."

Speaking of this, Su Ye's complexion turned pale for a moment, as if he had suffered internal injuries.

"Last night was extremely dangerous; a moment of carelessness would have resulted in Qi Deviation."

"In order to protect my heart meridians, Revered Master had to constantly use Spiritual Qi to nourish my Physical Body, which is why I became stained with the scent."

"We, Revered Master and Disciple, were hovering on the edge of life and death, and yet you are here pondering over these petty romantic affairs?"

Su Ye shook his head, his eyes filled with disappointment.

"Second Junior Sister, your perspective is too narrow."

These words were spoken with righteous indignation and were deeply moving.

Combined with Su Ye's Oscar-level acting, it instantly stunned Jiang Wanyin.

She stared blankly at Su Ye's slightly pale complexion (faked), and although her suspicions weren't completely gone, they were largely shaken.

Could it be... that I really thought too much?

Although Senior Brother is usually a bit shameless, he does seem quite reliable when it comes to major matters.

"Then... then your injuries..."

Jiang Wanyin's tone softened, and her eyes darted away.

"It's fine, a few days of rest will be enough."

Su Ye waved his hand, looking like an aloof expert.

"It's just that for these few days, I will be in seclusion to stabilize my Realm, preparing for the Demon Abyss trip three months from now."

"I will have to trouble Second Junior Sister to take care of the matters on the peak."

Having said that, he didn't give Jiang Wanyin a chance to react, pushing open the bamboo door and walking into the Listening to Rain Pavilion.

"Bang."

The door closed.

Leaving Jiang Wanyin alone, messy in the wind.

After a long while.

She finally regained her senses, looking down at the Medicinal Pill she hadn't given away yet; it was the "Foundation Strengthening Pill" she had specially refined last night.

"Hmph! Who cares if you live or die!"

Jiang Wanyin stomped her feet angrily and turned to leave.

But after walking a few steps, she stopped again, looked back at the closed bamboo door, and a flash of complexity crossed her eyes.

"If you die in the Demon Abyss, this Purple Bamboo Peak... won't be fun anymore."

Inside the room.

Su Ye leaned against the back of the door and let out a long breath.

"This woman's intuition is too terrifying."

"Fortunately, this Saint has a strong mental fortitude; otherwise, I would have definitely been exposed just now."

He walked to the cloud bed and sat down, a thought moving, he summoned the System interface.

【host: Su Ye】

【Identity: Primordial Origin Holy Land first holy son, Purple Bamboo Peak Senior Brother】

【Physique: Ancient Desolate Sacred Body (Major Achievement 20%)】

【Realm: Spirit Transformation Triple Heaven (About to Breakthrough)】

【villain points: 150000 points】

【Current Mission: Expedition to Primordial Demon Abyss (Countdown 89 days)】

Looking at the hundred thousand plus villain points, Su Ye felt slightly relieved.

These were all earned yesterday by brutally abusing Li Tianxing at the grand competition and killing Zhao Wuji.

"System, exchange for 'Heaven Rank High Grade Spirit Gathering Array' and set it up on Purple Bamboo Peak."

"Also exchange for three 'Enlightenment Pills' for Qing Zhu, Yuruo, and that girl Wanyin."

【Ding! Exchange successful, deducted 30000 villain points.】

A flash of light appeared in Su Ye's hand, and several Formation Plates and three jade bottles appeared.

Although he is a villain, these three Junior Sisters are his "foundation".

Only when they are strong can Purple Bamboo Peak be as solid as a golden fortress, and he can let loose and roam outside.

Moreover...

The plot of the original text surfaced in Su Ye's mind.

This trip to the Primordial Demon Abyss is actually a huge trap.

The Demon Sect had long since set up a net, waiting for the prodigies of the Primordial Origin Holy Land to go and die.

In the original text, the male protagonist Ye Chen was here, relying on his Protagonist Halo to pick up scraps; not only did he save the female protagonists, but he also obtained the Devil Emperor Legacy.

"Ye Chen..."

A cold glint flashed in Su Ye's eyes.

This Son of Luck should still be an Outer Sect Disciple doing chores, right?

However, according to plot conventions, this expedition to the Demon Abyss will also select a batch of Outer Sect Disciples to act as cannon fodder.

At that time, it will be perfect to just crush him.

"Since I'm here, this Opportunity, these girls, and this show-off, all belong to me."

Su Ye sneered, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began to run the Dragon and Phoenix Harmonious Chanting Art, refining the remaining Origin Yin power in his body.

Boom!

The Spiritual Qi above Purple Bamboo Peak instantly gathered towards the Listening to Rain Pavilion like a funnel, frantically.

Three days later.

Primordial Origin Holy Land, Resource Hall.

This is the money bag of the entire Sect, in charge of distributing cultivation resources to all Disciples.

Usually, this place is bustling with people and very lively.

But today, the atmosphere seemed exceptionally oppressive.

The group of Inner Sect Disciples from Purple Bamboo Peak were currently blocking the counter, faces flushed red, eyes wide with anger.

The leader was none other than the usually most honest Fourth Senior Brother, Fatty Wang.

"Steward Zhao! What is the meaning of this?!"

Fatty Wang held a list in his hand, his fat body trembling with anger.

"According to Sect rules, the monthly Spirit Stone quota for a Saint's peak is fifty thousand High-Grade Spirit Stones and three hundred bottles of Medicinal Pill!"

"How did it become five thousand Spirit Stones and thirty bottles of Medicinal Pill when it reached our Purple Bamboo Peak?!"

"This isn't even one-tenth! How are we supposed to Cultivate? How are we supposed to prepare for the Demon Abyss expedition?!"

Behind the counter.

A middle-aged steward with a goatee was sipping tea slowly, not even raising his eyelids.

He was the chief steward of the Resource Hall, Zhao Dezhu.

He was also the distant nephew of Elder Liu Canghai.

"Junior Nephew Wang, calm down."

Zhao Dezhu put down his teacup and said sarcastically.

"The Sect is recently preparing for the Demon Abyss expedition, expenses are huge, and the treasury is tight."

"Besides, doesn't your Purple Bamboo Peak have that 'first holy son' now?"

"Saint Su is a peerless powerhouse who can even 'slap to death' a Void Tempering stage expert; surely he doesn't care about this little bit of Spirit Stone, right?"

"Instead of coming here to cry poor, why not go back and beg your Senior Brother? Letting him leak just a little from between his fingernails would be enough for you all to eat."

As soon as these words were spoken, a burst of laughter came from all around.

Many Disciples who were attached to Tianshu Peak (Liu Canghai's lineage) were pointing and gloating on the side.

"You... you are going too far!"

Fatty Wang's face turned purple with anger.

Although his cultivation level wasn't high, he was loyal to Su Ye.

At this moment, hearing someone humiliate his Senior Brother, his hot blood surged, and he slammed the table.

"I'll fight you!"

However.

Before he could rush up, Zhao Dezhu snorted coldly, and the pressure of his Golden Core Stage Late Stage erupted.

Boom!

Fatty Wang was caught off guard, directly blasted away, fell heavily to the ground, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Presumptuous!"

Zhao Dezhu stood up, looking down at the people of Purple Bamboo Peak, his eyes full of contempt.

"This is the important Resource Hall, how can you people act wild here?!"

"If you don't want to collect it, get out!"

"If you dare to cause trouble again, don't blame me for dealing with you according to Sect rules, abolishing your cultivation, and expelling you from the mountain gate!"

The Disciples of Purple Bamboo Peak clenched their fists one by one, their eyes full of humiliation and unwillingness.

But facing Zhao Dezhu's Golden Core Stage pressure, and the surrounding Law enforcement Disciples who were eyeing them covetously, they dared to be angry but dared not speak.

This is the cultivation world.

The weak are prey to the strong; strength is respected.

Without a backer, even breathing is a mistake.

"What great official authority."

Just then.

A cold and indifferent voice suddenly came from the entrance of the main hall.

The voice wasn't loud, but it exploded in everyone's ears like a thunderclap.

Zhao Dezhu's hand holding the tea shook violently, and the scalding tea splashed all over him.

He didn't bother to wipe it, and raised his head in horror.

He saw that at the entrance of the hall, the sunlight was blocked by a slender figure.

Su Ye was dressed in snow-white clothes, a long sword hanging at his waist, walking in step by step.

His face wore that consistent gentle smile, but in those deep eyes, there was a deathly silence of frozen miles.

Behind him followed Lin Qingzhu, who had a murderous look on her face, and Jiang Wanyin, who was full of anger.

"Se... Senior Brother!"

Fatty Wang, lying on the ground, saw the person and tears immediately fell.

"They... they are bullying people!"

Su Ye walked to Fatty Wang's side, reached out to help him up, and casually transmitted a stream of Spiritual Qi to stabilize his injuries.

"You've worked hard."

He gently patted Fatty Wang's shoulder, his tone as gentle as if he were coaxing a child.

"Leave the rest to your Senior Brother."

Having said that.

Su Ye slowly turned around, his gaze falling on Zhao Dezhu, who was still trembling.

"Just now, which hand hit my Junior Brother?"

Su Ye's voice was very soft, but it caused the temperature of the entire hall to plummet to the freezing point.

Zhao Dezhu swallowed, forcing himself to calm down.

He had Elder Liu Canghai backing him!

And this is the Resource Hall, representing the face of the Sect; he didn't believe Su Ye would dare to act here.

"Su... Saint Su."

Zhao Dezhu said, biting the bullet.

"This is a misunderstanding..."

"Misunderstanding?"

Su Ye raised his eyebrows, his mouth curling into a playful arc.

"Deducting resources is a misunderstanding?"

"Injuring fellow Disciples is a misunderstanding?"

"Or is it..."

Su Ye's figure suddenly disappeared from where he was.

The next second.

Slap!

A crisp, incomparably clear slap sound resonated throughout the entire hall.

Zhao Dezhu spun like a top in the air for a dozen times, then crashed heavily onto the counter, smashing the hard mysterious iron wood counter into pieces.

Wood chips flew everywhere.

Half of Zhao Dezhu's face swelled into a pig's head directly, and teeth mixed with blood were spat all over the floor.

"You... you dare to hit me..."

He covered his face, screaming indistinctly, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Hit you?"

Su Ye stood on the ruins, slowly took out a white handkerchief, and wiped his hands.

"This Saint is teaching you how to be a human."

"As a Sect steward, instead of thinking about serving the Sect, you are lining your own pockets and suppressing fellow Disciples."

"According to the Sect rules, what is the punishment?"

Su Ye shouted the last four words using his Spiritual Qi.

The sound waves rolled out, shaking the beams of the great hall.

The surrounding Disciples who were originally watching the show were now so scared they were silent like cicadas, not even daring to breathe.

Too arrogant! Too overbearing! Is this the majesty of the first holy son?

"Su Ye! Do not slander me!"

Just then, an old and angry voice came from the depths of the great hall.

Immediately following, a terrifying Aura belonging to the Nascent Soul Stage Great Perfection surged towards Su Ye like a landslide and tsunami.

"Who dares to cause trouble in my Resource Hall!"

An old man in grey robes with a sinister face strode out.

It was the managing Elder of the Resource Hall, Sun Buer. He was also Liu Canghai's number one lackey.

Seeing Elder Sun come out, Zhao Dezhu seemed to see a savior; he scrambled over and hugged Sun Buer's leg.

"Elder! Save me! Su Ye... he wants to kill me to silence me!"

Sun Buer looked at the mess on the floor and his nephew's miserable state, his eye twitching violently.

He stared fixedly at Su Ye, Killing Intent bared in his eyes.

"Su Ye! Although you are a Saint, you have no right to interfere with the internal affairs of the Resource Hall!"

"If you don't give an explanation today, this old man will definitely report you to the Sect Revered Master!"

"An explanation?" Su Ye sneered. Facing the Aura of the Nascent Soul Great Perfection, he didn't even bend his back.

Instead, he took a step forward. Boom! The golden blood and Qi unique to the Ancient Desolate Sacred Body soared into the sky.

Although he was only at the Spirit Transformation Triple Heaven, the ferocity and dominance of this Aura actually forced Sun Buer's pressure back!

"I also wanted to ask Elder Sun for an explanation." Su Ye's gaze was like a torch, staring directly at Sun Buer.

"Why are there only ten percent of the resources for Purple Bamboo Peak? Where did the other ninety percent go?"

"Did it go into Liu Canghai's pocket, or into your coffin money, Sun Buer?"

"You... you are spouting nonsense!" Sun Buer's beard trembled with anger, his finger pointing tremblingly at Su Ye.

"That was centrally arranged by those above..." "Centrally arranged?"

Su Ye sneered, and a flash of light appeared in his hand. Clang! A long sword, looking like autumn water, appeared in his hand.

Heaven Rank spirit sword — moon gazing! The sword body trembled slightly, emitting a clear dragon's chant.

An extremely sharp Sword Intent instantly locked onto the space between Sun Buer's eyebrows.

"I don't care who arranged it." Su Ye stroked the sword body, his tone so indifferent it chilled the heart.

"Within a quarter of an hour. I want three times the resources for Purple Bamboo Peak for these three months. If one Spirit Stone is missing, I will peel off a layer of your skin. If one Medicinal Pill is missing, I will break one of your bones."

Speaking of which, Su Ye looked up and flashed a brilliant smile at Sun Buer. "Elder Sun. You can try and see whose mouth is harder, or if this Saint's sword is harder."

Silence. Deathly silence. In the entire great hall, you could hear a pin drop. Everyone was stunned by Su Ye's near-crazy domineering attitude.

Extorting an Elder? And wanting triple? This is simply a bandit!

Lin Qingzhu stood behind, looking at the white back blocking everyone, her hand gripping the sword hilt turning slightly white, her eyes full of admiring little stars.

This is Senior Brother. This is the Senior Brother who said, "If the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up." So handsome!

Even Jiang Wanyin, who usually loved to talk back to Su Ye, had her red lips slightly parted, her beautiful eyes shimmering with brilliance. This bad guy... he's actually quite charming when he's serious.

Sun Buer's forehead was covered in cold sweat. He could feel that Su Ye was not joking. That solid Killing Intent made even him, an old Nascent Soul monster, feel a palpitation.

Especially the faint red gourd at Su Ye's waist... Although covered by his robes, he could feel a terrifying Aura that made his Soul tremble. Is that the legendary Emperor Weapon that killed a Void Tempering expert in seconds?

Sun Buer chickened out. Although he was an Elder, he was afraid of death. Reasoning with a madman is just asking to die.

"Good... good!" Sun Buer gritted his teeth, squeezing a few words through his teeth. "Saint Su, you really have great majesty! Triple, right? This old man will give it! But I will remember this debt!"

After speaking, he waved his hand and threw out a Storage Pouch. Su Ye reached out to catch it, scanned it with his Divine Sense, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Elder Sun is truly generous." He put away his long sword, his face returning to that harmless smile. "Wouldn't it have been better if you were this straightforward earlier? You had to force me to draw my sword."

"Alright, everyone disperse." Su Ye waved his hand, as if shooing flies. Then he led the Junior Brothers and Junior Sisters of Purple Bamboo Peak and swaggered out of the Resource Hall.

Before leaving, he looked back at Zhao Dezhu, who was still coughing up blood. "By the way, Steward Zhao. Remember to wash your face clean next time. This Saint finds it dirty."

On the way back to Purple Bamboo Peak. The Disciples of Purple Bamboo Peak held their heads high, like generals who had won a battle. They looked at Su Ye walking in the front, their eyes full of fanatical worship.

In the past, Purple Bamboo Peak had few people and often suffered from other peaks. But today, Senior Brother not only got back at them but also humiliated the other side severely. So satisfying!

"Senior Brother, you were so majestic just now!" Fatty Wang came up and said with a flattering face. "That old man Sun's face turned green, hahahaha!"

Su Ye smiled without saying anything. Majestic? This is just the beginning. He is establishing his authority. Not only for outsiders to see, but also to boost the morale within Purple Bamboo Peak.

The trip to the Primordial Demon Abyss is extremely dangerous. Only by stimulating the bloodthirst of these Junior Brothers and Junior Sisters can they survive in that meat grinder.

"Qing Zhu." Su Ye suddenly spoke. "Here." Lin Qingzhu immediately took a step forward.

"These resources, distribute them according to need after we go back, do not be stingy." Su Ye threw the heavy Storage Pouch to her. "Especially those Inner Sect Disciples who are going to follow me on the expedition, give them the best Medicinal Pills and the best Spiritual Artifacts."

"I want them to be armed to the teeth." "Yes!" Lin Qingzhu took the Storage Pouch with both hands and nodded solemnly.

Su Ye looked at Jiang Wanyin again. "Wanyin." "What?" Although Jiang Wanyin was stubborn, her tone was significantly softer than before.

"In these Spirit Stones, there are some High-Grade Fire Spirit Stones." Su Ye took out a few crystals emitting hot energy from his chest and shoved them into her hands. "Your 'Li Fire Heaven Burning Art' is currently at a Bottleneck, right? Take them and use them, don't save them for me."

Jiang Wanyin looked at the High-Grade Fire Spirit Stones in her hand, feeling the surging fire-type Spiritual Qi, her heart warmed. This level of Spirit Stone, even core Elders might not be able to get. Senior Brother... he has actually been remembering my cultivation progress?

"Hmph, you have some conscience." Jiang Wanyin hummed, carefully putting away the Spirit Stones, but the smile on the corner of her mouth couldn't be suppressed.

After arranging everything for everyone, Su Ye dismissed the Junior Brothers and returned to the Cold Moon Palace alone.

It was already dusk. The setting sun was like blood, dyeing the entire Purple Bamboo Peak a golden red. Su Ye stood at the edge of the cliff, looking at the surging sea of clouds in the distance, his eyes slightly narrowed.

"System." He thought silently in his heart. "Use 'Epiphany Card'." [Ding! Epiphany Card used successfully, duration: one hour.]

Hum! In an instant. Su Ye felt the whole world had changed. The movement of the wind, the gathering and scattering of clouds, and even the trajectory of falling bamboo leaves became incredibly clear in his eyes.

This is a mysterious and profound state. It was as if the Dao of heaven and earth was right before his eyes.

Su Ye did not waste time, directly drawing the moon gazing sword, and began to dance with the sword on the cliff edge. At first, his sword moves were very slow, each move standard and regular. But gradually, the sword speed became faster and faster.

In the end, one could only see a dazzling mass of sword light blooming under the setting sun. There was no earth-shattering sound. There was no terrifying leakage of Sword Qi. All power was perfectly contained on the sword edge. Returning to simplicity.

I don't know how long it had passed. Su Ye suddenly stopped. He maintained a thrusting posture, motionless. Sweat slid down his cheeks.

And on a giant rock in front of him, at some point, a thumb-sized hole appeared. The hole was bottomless, the edges smooth as a mirror. If one looked closely, one would find that the space around the hole actually had slight distortions. That was... the prototype of the Law of Space!

"Hoo..." Su Ye sheathed his sword and let out a long breath of turbid air. At this time, it was already dark. The Epiphany ended.

"This sword move is called 'Instant'." Su Ye looked at the moon gazing sword in his hand, his eyes full of joy. Borrowing the Soul sublimation brought by the Epiphany Card and Dual Cultivation, he finally comprehended a trace of the surface of the Law of Space.

Although it was only a trace. But combined with the Imperial Rank Spiritual Artifact immortal slaying flying dagger, it was enough for him to not only protect himself but even have the possibility of killing back when facing Mahayana Stage Cultivators.

"Clap, clap, clap." A gentle round of applause suddenly came from behind. Su Ye turned his head. He saw Leng Yueli standing not far away at some point. The moonlight shone on her, coating her with a layer of holy radiance.

She looked at Su Ye, her beautiful eyes full of admiration and a hint of undisguisable pride. "What a good move 'Instant'. In just three days, you were actually able to comprehend the Law of Space. Yeer, your Comprehension Ability even exceeds mine back then."

Su Ye grinned, put away his expert demeanor, and ran over excitedly. "That's right, look at who taught this Disciple. It must bring honor to Revered Master."

Leng Yueli rolled her eyes at him, but let him hold her hand. "I heard about what happened at the Resource Hall just now." She said softly, her tone a bit complex. "You did the right thing, but there was no need to offend Liu Canghai so deeply. A dog will jump over the wall when anxious, let alone that old fox."

"Revered Master, don't worry." Su Ye squeezed her soft palm, a flash of cunning in his eyes. "I just want him to jump. If he doesn't jump, how can I find a reason to uproot his lineage? The Primordial Demon Abyss is a good place... and also a good place for killing."

Looking at the sinister smile on Su Ye's face, Leng Yueli felt a slight tremor in her heart. She suddenly realized that this Disciple of hers had really grown up. He was no longer the immature boy who needed her to protect him under her wings, but a man who could truly stand on his own, and even shield her from the wind and rain.

This feeling... it seems, not bad either.

"Alright, stop joking around." Leng Yueli pulled her hand back, her face slightly flushed. "Tonight... you are not allowed to mess around. I am going to seclude myself to comprehend what I gained yesterday, you go back and rest well too."

Su Ye's face immediately fell when he heard this. "Ah? Revered Master, are you going to abandon me already? Yesterday you called me 'sweetie', and today you're driving me away?"

"Get out!" Leng Yueli was embarrassed and angry, kicking Su Ye on the butt. "Get out quickly!"

Although it was a kick, she didn't use Spiritual Qi; instead, it felt like flirting. Su Ye took the Opportunity to run forward a few steps, then turned back and made a face. "Yes, my wife!"

After saying this, under Leng Yueli's ashamed and angry gaze, he directly used the Kunpeng Extreme Speed and disappeared in a flash.

"This wretch..." Leng Yueli looked in the direction where Su Ye disappeared, touched her hot cheeks, but the corners of her mouth unconsciously raised a sweet arc. "Wife... dear? It sounds terrible."

She muttered in a low voice, turned and walked into the Cold Moon Palace, her steps as light as a young girl in love. The night wind brushed by. The bamboo forest rustled. A bigger storm was quietly brewing under this seemingly calm night.

Primordial Demon Abyss. That is not just the Forbidden Ground of the Human Race. It will also be Su Ye's... first stepping stone to reach the top of this world.