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Outside the Su family territory, Lu Qingchan carried a long sword on her back, her expression cold and aloof. Her white hair flowed like a waterfall, and her terrifying aura surged powerfully, resembling an unparalleled sword immortal, shocking countless strong individuals.

Chu Yue stood beside her, appearing both like a junior and a younger sister, possessing an equally extraordinary temperament.

This pair of sword immortal master and disciple attracted the attention of many strong individuals in Wanxiang City upon their arrival.

One by one, powerful figures manifested their Dharma forms, their gazes like lightning, looking over from afar.

“Hiss... That one is the Feather Sword Saint of the Divine Firmament Holy Land, a Saint King!”

In the distance, at the residence of a top-tier force, an old monster at the Void Fusion Realm gasped and couldn’t help but exclaim.

Although the Divine Firmament Holy Land was just an ordinary holy land, its continent wasn’t far from the True Saint Continent.

Moreover, Lu Qingchan herself was a renowned Saint King of the sword path, an unparalleled prodigy. Her fame and portraits had long spread across many continents.

Many top-tier forces were aware of her.

Therefore, upon seeing Lu Qingchan’s appearance, an old monster recognized her and was inwardly shocked.

“What? A powerful expert from the Divine Firmament Holy Land, a Saint King of the sword path?”

“Hiss, is this trouble for Saint Changsheng? Can Saint Changsheng withstand this?”

“That’s the Feather Sword Saint, who has once slain a Saint King, an invincible existence in the same realm!”

One by one, the strong individuals were shocked and couldn’t help but speak out.

Although Su Changsheng was very powerful, the various forces of the True Saint Continent didn’t have a concrete understanding of his strength.

They could only confirm one piece of information—

Su Changsheng had already achieved the rank of Saint King and was a formidable one among Saint Kings.

But facing a sword path Saint King from the Divine Firmament Holy Land, especially an unparalleled Saint King like Lu Qingchan, was another matter.

For a moment, everyone found it difficult to predict who was stronger.

However, some powerful individuals from top-tier forces secretly hoped that Su Changsheng would suffer a crushing defeat.

This way, the expansion of the Su family would be hindered, preventing their forces from being overwhelmed.

Buzz—

Just as the various strong individuals in Wanxiang City were discussing, two orbs of light appeared outside the Su family territory, resembling deities descending to the world, surrounded by divine flames and exuding powerful saintly might.

Wanxiang Ancient Saint and Su Jie appeared one after another, their gazes fixed on Lu Qingchan.

“Senior, may I ask what brings you to the Su family?” Wanxiang Ancient Saint cupped his hands, adopting a very humble posture, his gaze filled with hidden apprehension and fear.

As a powerful Saint, he could sense the terrifying presence of this Saint King. The extremely sharp sword intent, even though the sword had not yet been drawn, made his spine tingle with cold.

He feared that even a casual burst of sword intent could obliterate him a thousand times over.

“……”

Su Jie remained silent, his gaze indifferent, his aura circulating, ready to unleash a devastating strike at any moment.

Even if the opponent was a Saint King, he was not afraid.

“Interesting, it seems the Su family is not simple, to have a Saint at the Ninth Heaven!”

Lu Qingchan’s sword-like eyebrows moved slightly, and her cold gaze fell on Su Jie, revealing a hint of surprise.

It seemed that the Wang family’s decision to seek an alliance with Su Changsheng was not without reason.

A Saint at the Ninth Heaven, coupled with Su Changsheng, who should not be weak and is likely at the peak of sainthood as well.

Two peak Saint-level powerhouses could indeed resolve the Wang family’s crisis.

As for Wanxiang Ancient Saint?

Just an ant; she didn’t even bother to spare him a glance.

“Where is Su Changsheng? Why do I not see him?” After glancing at Su Jie, Lu Qingchan shifted her gaze away, speaking in a cold tone.

Whether it was a Saint at the Ninth Heaven or the Fifth Heaven, it made no difference to her.

She was only momentarily surprised before disregarding it.

“Master, please be a bit more courteous. Saint Changsheng is still my fiancé!”

At this moment, Chu Yue, who had been silently following beside Lu Qingchan, tugged at her sleeve with a slightly bitter expression and spoke softly.

However, her soft voice was as loud as speaking directly into the ears of the cultivators present.

Fiancé?

For a moment, all the onlookers, including Wanxiang Ancient Saint and Su Jie, were dumbfounded.

They had thought it was someone coming to provoke and seek revenge, but it turned out to be a young wife coming to see her husband?

Wanxiang Ancient Saint felt a strange sensation in his heart. He glanced at Chu Yue and then secretly nodded.

Indeed, she was very impressive—elegant and charming, with a heroic spirit. Carrying a long sword, dressed in a green robe, and with clear bells at her feet, she resembled a petite sword immortal.

Master  Changsheng’s taste was indeed excellent.

Even with his own heart set on the path of cultivation, indifferent to women, he could see that Chu Yue was an exceptionally beautiful woman.

“……”

Upon hearing this, Lu Qingchan almost drew her sword in anger, ready to give her stubborn disciple a few hard swats on the backside.

She had gone to great lengths to bring this foolish disciple to the Su family to annul the marriage.

Yet, before even meeting the person, this foolish disciple was already siding with the other.

Fiancé? Be more courteous?

Who exactly is your master here, you rebellious disciple!

Lu Qingchan was extremely angry in her heart, but she couldn’t bear to get mad at her disciple, who was like both a sister and a daughter to her. Instead, she directed her cold gaze towards the Su family.

“Finally, he comes out!”

Lu Qingchan’s sword-like eyebrows raised slightly, her gaze shifted, and then she spoke in a cold tone.

In the next moment, Su Changsheng appeared with Wang Xi and Lin Miao, along with Su Yun, the head of the Wang family, and others.

“So this is Su Changsheng? Indeed, not bad at all!” Even with her dissatisfaction and anger, and her extremely high standards, Lu Qingchan had to admit that Su Changsheng was indeed quite extraordinary.

He could be described as a celestial being from the heavens without exaggeration.

Her originally cold eyes softened a bit, no longer as sharp and piercing.

Beside her, Chu Yue’s heart pounded wildly, her face flushed, and she felt completely flustered.

It wasn’t that she was infatuated, but Su Changsheng was her fiancé, and she had harbored a subtle expectation in her heart. Now, seeing him in person, his unparalleled appearance struck her deeply.

“Yue’er!?”

Beside Su Changsheng, Wang Xi couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise. She immediately recognized Chu Yue standing next to Lu Qingchan, feeling both delighted and incredulous.

Wasn’t Chu Yue just an inner sect disciple?

How could she be by the side of a Saint King, and they seemed to have a very close relationship.

The head of the Wang family was also stunned.

As the head of a top-tier force, his mind was extremely meticulous. After a brief consideration, he quickly understood that his adopted daughter had been taken as a disciple by the Saint King.

However, he did not regret clinging to Su Changsheng’s thigh. This was someone even the Taishi Sect had to bow to.

If both daughters married him, the Wang family would have the closest relationship with him, and wouldn’t the Wang family then soar to new heights?

The status of a Saint King’s disciple was nothing compared to Su Changsheng.

“Yue’er, come over quickly. This is Saint Changsheng, your future husband. Quickly, call him husband!”

The head of the Wang family had many thoughts running through his mind, but his actions were swift. He put on a stern face, assuming the authoritative demeanor of a father.

“Ah?! Oh!”

Hearing this familiar scolding voice, Chu Yue was momentarily stunned and instinctively responded.

“Respected Hu… Husband!”

In the next second, Chu Yue blushed, stammering slightly as she spoke in a low voice.

Extremely adorable.

Meanwhile, Lu Qingchan’s mood, which had somewhat softened, turned completely cold.

She fixed her icy gaze on Su Changsheng.

“Su Changsheng, you are not suitable for Yue’er. Marrying you will only ruin her future!”

“Annul the engagement!”

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