177: Chapter 177 This isn't martial arts anymore! It's clearly divine skill!

Yet now, she was killed instantly with a single sword strike.

Her death was swift and clean.

Heaven and earth fell silent for a moment.

"Qingluo!"

Duan Zhengchun rushed forward a few steps, his voice trembling.

"Miss, have we... met before?"

"Qingluo! I think of you every day all these years!"

A trace of bitterness surfaced on Duan Zhengchun's face.

His gaze slowly fell upon Wang Yuyan, his voice trembling slightly: "This... is our daughter? She's grown so tall."

Duan Yu was stunned on the spot, Dao Baifeng's eyes darkened, and her hand rested on the hilt of her saber, but she ultimately did not draw it.

She hesitated.

The situation before her seemed to involve too much, making it impossible to act rashly.

Li Hanyi watched this dispute coldly from the side, a flicker of amusement crossing her eyes.

"I'm sorry, I don't recall meeting you," Wang Yuyan said coolly.

If this were in the past, Li Qingluo might have softened a little upon hearing Duan Zhengchun's words and seeing his expression.

But now, she only felt a wave of nausea in her heart, and her brow furrowed tightly.

"A'luo, stop being stubborn." Duan Zhengchun's face was full of sorrow, but secretly, he rejoiced in his heart.

The opportunity has arrived! As long as he acknowledges this daughter, he can naturally use that connection to climb up to the powerful expert.

When that time comes, sending his son over would naturally elevate his status.

If Great Dali had such a powerful backer, why worry about instability?

As the thought arose, the affection on his face intensified, almost to the point of tears.

"Mother?" Wang Yuyan called out softly, looking confused.

"Yuyan, don't listen to his nonsense!" Li Qingluo interrupted coldly, taking Wang Yuyan's hand and turning to walk toward the depths of the mountain wall.

Duan Zhengchun tried to pursue, but was blocked sideways by Su Xinghe.

"Prince Duan, since Junior Sister does not recognize you, please do not pester her anymore." His tone was calm, but his eyes revealed vigilance.

Su Xinghe had long known this man's romantic nature and that he had lovers everywhere.

He figured Duan Zhengchun was likely using sweet words to deceive Junior Sister again, and anger gradually began to rise in his heart.

"But she is my flesh and blood!" Duan Zhengchun shouted unwillingly, his gaze still fixed tightly on the two figures disappearing behind the stone wall.

"Mother, is that my sister?" Duan Yu murmured to himself, his face full of disbelief.

Dao Baifeng coldly glanced at Duan Yanqing, who was still standing stunned in the distance, before letting out a cold laugh: "You should ask your good father about this matter."

Duan Zhengchun's face froze.

"Fenghuang er..." he called out softly.

"Go find your A'luo." Dao Baifeng snorted coldly and swept away with her sleeves.

Duan Zhengchun stood in place, his expression shifting unpredictably, and he did not pursue her.

Seeing this scene, Dao Baifeng's anger flared, and she felt even more that this man was heartless and unjust.

Only Duan Yu followed after them, his heart in turmoil.

It's over!

Mu Wanqing is a sister, Zhong Ling is also a sister, and now even the Fairy from his dreams has become his full sister...

Can he ever have a proper romance?

In an instant, the peaceful and undisturbed days at the Tianlong Temple suddenly seemed incomparably alluring.

Meanwhile, the surrounding Jianghu figures, having witnessed the young Wang Yuyan effortlessly slay the notorious Ding Chunqiu, were all dumbfounded.

"As expected of that one's Disciple, her methods are truly astonishing!"

Duan Yanqing's expression was solemn.

Ding Chunqiu's poisoning skills were bizarre and hard to defend against; even he himself wouldn't confidently claim victory.

But that young lady struck like lightning, leaving the opponent with no power to fight back.

Upon closer thought, it wasn't strange.

That Senior was unfathomable, so it was reasonable that the Disciples he passed his knowledge to possessed such ability.

"Boss, what do we do now?" The South Sea Crocodile God was somewhat bewildered.

This time they ventured out, the entire Jianghu seemed to have completely changed.

That little girl just now, he knew for sure she was not to be trifled with.

"Let's go. That mother and son from the Duan family were about to leave; let's intercept them!" Duan Yanqing said in a low voice.

The South Sea Crocodile God was startled: "Make a move again? Duan Yu is my Master, after all!"

But under Duan Yanqing's sharp gaze, he finally relented and followed reluctantly.

Inside the cave.

"Ding Chunqiu is dead?" Wuyazi was momentarily stunned.

"Yes, his poison was neutralized by my Sword Control technique," Wang Yuyan replied softly.

Wuyazi nodded slightly: "That's good.

You don't favor learning my set of skills, but with your current cultivation, managing the Xiaoyao School is sufficient.

As for my life's Internal Energy..." His gaze shifted to Li Qingluo, "...I will entrust it to you."

Li Qingluo immediately shook her head: "Father, don't speak of such things. Your great revenge is complete; you should focus on recovery."

"Right, I will go invite Teacher to come treat you!" Wang Yuyan said, turning to leave.

On Leigu Mountain, Su Xinghe was socializing and dealing with the Eight Friends of Hangu and various Jianghu figures.

Even without Wang Yuyan's appearance, these people vied to build connections with the Su Xinghe lineage—everyone possessed skills, which might be useful in the future, so favors needed to be kept.

But when Wang Yuyan reappeared, everyone fell silent simultaneously.

However, she had no intention of paying attention to those gazes.

She leaped up, soaring into the air.

Her sword case burst open, and four long swords shot out, carrying her gracefully away, like a Fairy riding the wind.

Su Xinghe and the others stood frozen on the spot.

Those Jianghu heroes were completely dumbfounded.

This was no longer Martial Arts? This was clearly the means of an Immortal!

Riding a sword through the air, her speed was incredibly swift.

After Wang Yuyan arrived at Mantuo Villa, the first thing she did was search everywhere for Su Rui's whereabouts.

"Where is my Master?" She grabbed a maid walking towards her and asked anxiously.

Upon hearing this, the maid's face instantly flushed crimson. She stammered for a long time, her fingertips trembling slightly as she pointed in the direction of Su Rui's residence: "Young... Young Master is in the room..."

Before the words were even finished, Wang Yuyan's figure had already swept away like a fierce wind.

"But right now it might be inconvenient—" The maid's words ultimately failed to catch up with her footsteps.

Inside the room, Yue Yao's face was flushed like rouge, and her heart was pounding.

The recent intimate moments with Su Rui still left her shy and uneasy, the lingering warmth of excitement still remaining in her chest.

"My Lord, I really cannot continue..." Sensing Su Rui's restless hand reaching out again, she pleaded softly, panting.

Just then, a crisp and anxious voice came from outside the door—

"Master! Master! Yuyan has something important to ask of you!"

The voice grew closer, and before a response could be given, the door was pushed open.

Wang Yuyan froze on the spot, her pupils shrinking slightly.

The scene before her caused a thunderous boom in her mind—Yue Yao's bare shoulders and back, nestled in Su Rui's embrace, her hair disheveled, her eyes hazy.

She turned abruptly, so flustered she almost tripped over herself.

"I... I didn't know you were..." Her words were fragmented, carrying a sense of embarrassment Wang Yuyan had never known.

"Go wait outside. Your Master will be there shortly." Su Rui's tone was calm, yet held an air of irrefutability.

Wang Yuyan fled the doorway as if granted amnesty.

Su Rui sighed lightly, turned to look at Yue Yao, who was huddled under the covers, and said softly, "Stop hiding. I probably know why Yuyan is here."

After the maid brought hot water, the two quickly washed up and tidied themselves. Su Rui then took the still-shy Yue Yao out of the room.

In the main hall, Wang Yuyan sat alone, her gaze distant, the scene from just now constantly replaying in her mind—that fair back tightly nestled against Su Rui's chest, an image that refused to leave like a brand.

She shook her head forcefully, but could not shake off that shock and shame.

It wasn't until she heard footsteps approaching that she looked up and saw the two approaching hand-in-hand. She hurriedly stood up and spoke incoherently: "Mas... Master, I didn't see anything just now!"

Upon saying this, not only did she feel more awkward, but Yue Yao's ears also turned bright red, and she instinctively hid behind Su Rui, her eyes shifting, seeming to pout and complain.

Su Rui pulled Yue Yao to sit beside him and said calmly: "Sit properly and discuss serious matters."

"Yes..." Wang Yuyan replied with her head bowed, but her gaze involuntarily swept over their still-damp hair and slightly flushed cheeks, her thoughts beginning to wander again.

Su Rui could not fail to see what was on her mind, and he coughed lightly to remind her.

Wang Yuyan immediately snapped back to attention and quickly said: "Grandfather's injuries are severe. I wonder if Master can offer assistance?"

"Saving him is not difficult," Su Rui nodded, then suddenly turned sideways and kissed Yue Yao gently on the lips.

Yue Yao trembled all over, her eyes wide as she looked at him, not understanding why he would act this way in front of his Disciple.

Wang Yuyan was even more stunned, her cheeks burning hot.

"Let's go; saving lives is more important." Su Rui stood up, stretched languidly, and casually rubbed his sore lower back.

Yue Yao glanced at this action. Although her face showed embarrassment, a sweet feeling quietly bloomed in her heart—it turned out she hadn't tired or annoyed him, but rather immersed him in pleasure.

This time, Su Rui flew by sword.

The Jianghu figures who had not yet left saw a flash of white light before their eyes, and the three of them suddenly appeared before the crowd on Leigu Mountain.

When Su Xinghe saw Su Rui, he immediately recognized his identity and strode forward, bowing deeply: "Disciple of the Xiaoyao School, Su Xinghe, pays respects to Sir!"

"No need for formalities. First, let's see how serious Wuyazi's injuries are." Su Rui waved his hand, ignoring the gazes cast from the surroundings.

Duan Zhengchun's eyes flashed brightly—indeed, Wang Yuyan was highly valued by this powerful expert. It seemed the matter he had entrusted previously had great hope.

Wuyazi had been severely injured for a long time, but in Su Rui's eyes, it was merely a common ailment.

After swallowing a Medicinal Pill that seemed utterly ordinary to him, the old man's accumulated internal injuries from many years swiftly dissolved, and his meridians were reopened.

He tried moving his limbs, feeling a long-lost sense of ease. Amidst his shock, he bowed deeply: "Thank you, Mr. Su, for saving my life!"

"You don't need to thank me. I acted today only for Yuyan's sake," Su Rui replied indifferently.

Wang Yuyan, standing nearby, couldn't help but curve her lips into a faint smile, her eyes crinkling.

Li Hanyi stood not far away, her nostrils twitching slightly as she smelled the similar scent on Su Rui and Yue Yao. She let out a cold snort and turned her face away.

Yue Yao's heart trembled, and her cheeks burned again.

"I plan to depart for Northern Li soon. If there are any unfinished words, speak of them clearly sooner rather than later," Su Rui said, looking around at everyone, his tone casual yet firm.

Wuyazi stood with his hands clasped, saying solemnly: "Mr. Su, I wish to pass on the mantle of the Xiaoyao School to Yuyan. I hope you will grant your approval."

Su Rui was momentarily stunned, his gaze turning to Wang Yuyan, who also looked completely astonished, clearly having no prior preparation for this.

"Grandfather, I plan to return to Snow Moon City. I truly cannot take on the position of Sect Head of the Xiaoyao School.

Besides, you are recovering well now; your power will surely return to normal sooner or later."

"I am also getting old, and I have some old matters that I need to settle personally," Wuyazi said, then looked towards Su Rui.

"Don't stare at me. I will not interfere in these matters; everything is up to Yuyan to decide."

Wang Yuyan's expression was complex, her brows slightly furrowed.

"The Xiaoyao School is sparsely populated now. Even if you return to Snow Moon City, you can move the entire School there," Wuyazi slowly said. This was what he truly wanted to convey.