542: Fly

“Ignoring me? Is that something you can just decide to do?”

Upon hearing this, Su Xuan smiled. He directly picked up Lin Qingyue and flew into the air.

“So high!”

Lin Qingyue subconsciously hugged Su Xuan.

“You talk, and I’ll make you fly!”

Su Xuan teased.

“What are you doing! You bad guy!”

Su Xuan’s next action shocked Lin Qingyue.

“It’s fine, I have experience. Anyway, it’s not my first time!”

Su Xuan laughed heartily. He recalled trying this with Feng Xue, Feng Lan, and Li Qiuyue back then, so he naturally had experience!

“Husband… you… you’re going too far! An’er is still here! Pay attention!”

Lin Qingyue whispered.

Seemingly hearing Lin Qingyue’s words, Su An looked at his nominal father with a strange expression.

“Go away, go away. What are you looking at? Is this something a child should see?”

Su Xuan shot a glance, and Su An immediately fell into a deep sleep.

Seeing this, Lin Qingyue was helpless. Although it was her first time like this, she had to admit, there was a certain thrill to it.

(Cold knowledge: It exists in Europe and America)

…

After an unknown amount of time, Su Xuan brought Lin Qingyue to Tianwu Holy Land.

However, what should have been a two-hour journey was dragged out until the afternoon.

At this moment, the sun was high in the sky, and Lin Qingyue’s clothes were soaked from the sun’s rays.

“It’s all your fault, you bad person! Such a beautiful dress, and you ruined it!”

Lin Qingyue blamed Su Xuan. If Su Xuan hadn’t insisted on doing this, it wouldn’t have happened!

She knew that was her favorite dress! And now it was unwearable!

“Small problem! I’ll mend it for you later!”

Su Xuan said with a smile.

Afterward, the two entered Tianwu Holy Land.

Upon arriving at Tianwu Holy Land, Lin Qingyue was very curious about everything there.

The bluestone path extended upwards along the mountain, with ancient trees towering on both sides. Occasionally, a few figures in white robes would flit through the branches.

“Greetings, Saint!”

The Disciples along the way respectfully greeted Su Xuan when they saw him.

“Saint? What is that?”

Lin Qingyue didn’t know the significance of a Saint, but judging by the attitudes of others, Su Xuan’s status was quite high.

However, in comparison, Lin Qingyue was more interested in the surrounding flora.

Lin Qingyue couldn’t help but slow her pace, her gaze drawn to the exotic flowers and plants by the roadside.

Some petals glowed with a faint Spiritual Qi, while some leaves were covered in glistening dew. When the wind blew, a sweet fragrance wafted out.

“How amazing, Husband, what is this?”

Lin Qingyue pointed to a plant and asked.

“This is Dew-Gathering Grass. When picked before the morning dew dries, it can be used in medicine to calm the mind. And that one with pink flowers is Drunken Butterfly Vine. Its petals close in the evening, like sleeping butterflies.”

Su Xuan walked beside her. Seeing her staring at the flowers and plants in a daze, he gently explained.

“The Spiritual Qi in the Holy Land is denser than outside. Ordinary plants growing here will gain some spirituality over time!”

That’s how the Holy Land was. Once one came here to Cultivate, even a pig could become a Cultivator.

The two walked a bit further, when suddenly a clear bell chime echoed from ahead, its sound distant and reverberating through the valley.

Lin Qingyue looked up and saw a magnificent palace standing on the mountainside not far away. Its upturned eaves were covered in a faint golden light. In the square in front of the palace, many Disciples were practicing in formation, their movements uniform and their Aura imposing.

“That’s the Martial Arts Plaza, where the Holy Land Disciples usually Cultivate!”

Su Xuan followed her gaze.

“Do you usually Cultivate there too?”

Lin Qingyue asked curiously.

“Not really, my status is special. I have my own Cultivation grounds!”

Su Xuan smiled.

Soon, Su Xuan brought Lin Qingyue to his residence. There, Zhao Rou, Li Qiuyue, Feng Xue, Feng Lan, Sun Yue, Luo Hongyi, Ning Yixuan, Shen Qingwan, Empress Ye Ningzhi, Tang Mei, Su Yao, Xiao Qianyu, Qin Qinyao, Liu Ruoli, Ling Yao, Feng Xi, Feng Yao, Shen Shuang, Chu Lingxi, Su Qingyuan, Mo Li, Xiao Cui, and Xiao Ran had already been waiting for a long time.

Looking at the many women who came to greet him, Su Xuan smiled. Unknowingly, he already had so many women.

Moreover, this didn’t even include those from the Chu family, or those from Haoyue Sect.

These were just the women in Tianwu Holy Land.

Lin Qingyue stared at the women standing in two rows in front of the courtyard gate, momentarily stunned.

They were either dressed in simple Disciple robes or exquisite ruqun, each with her own charm, yet all wore gentle smiles. When their gazes fell on her, there was no hostility, only friendliness.

She subconsciously leaned closer to Su Xuan, her fingers gently clutching his sleeve, and whispered, “Are they… all your friends?”

Even if they were friends, there were too many! And among them, one was just like her, holding a child!

In other words, Su Xuan already had many women, and even children, before meeting her!

Although Lin Qingyue had expected it, she didn’t expect Su Xuan to be so Heaven-Defying!

With so many women, it was enough for him to have a harem. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say Su Xuan was an emperor.

“There’s something even more surprising. If Lin Qingyue knew the identities of some of them…”

Su Xuan didn’t dare to imagine. If it were known, he might be annihilated by the Heavenly Dao.

“More than just friends! They, like you, are all my wives!”

Su Xuan’s voice wasn’t loud, but it was enough for all the women present to hear.

Hearing Su Xuan say this, they all felt a little shy, and Lin Qingyue was no exception.

She hadn’t expected Su Xuan to admit it so openly. She thought Su Xuan would try to argue a little!

It seemed Su Xuan was a bit different from what she had imagined!

However, Lin Qingyue was still a little surprised. Although she had anticipated it, she hadn’t expected it to be like this.

Because Su Xuan’s women were simply too many. If she stayed here in the future, would she still have any status?

“Is this the new sister?”

Zhao Rou stepped forward and spoke first.

“You… hello, I’m Lin Qingyue…”

Seeing Zhao Rou approach, Lin Qingyue instinctively felt a little scared, but she still mustered her courage.

“You don’t need to be afraid. Since you’ve come here, we’re all good sisters from now on!”

“We are all very gentle and won’t make things difficult for you! From now on, we’re family!”

“Oh, by the way, I’m Zhao Rou, considered Husband’s first woman!”

Zhao Rou introduced herself, and when she said the last sentence, she felt a strange sense of pride.

There was no other way, the status of the first woman was simply that proud.