At the foot of the Mystic Yellow Mountain, the wind rustled through the treetops.
Su Jiu steadied herself, her fingers unconsciously rubbing the storage ring on her ring finger.
Then she looked up at Su Ji beside her, who was unharmed.
"Senior Brother, do you still plan to return to the Love-Longing Sect?"
Su Ji raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised. "Why do you ask?"
Su Jiu's tone was calm. "There's something of utmost importance to my clan hidden within the Love-Longing Sect. My strength isn't enough yet, so I can only bide my time."
She paused here, as if carefully choosing her words. "So... I’ll probably have to stay in the Love-Longing Sect for a while longer."
"But Senior Brother, with your abilities and methods... there’s really no need for you to stay in the Love-Longing Sect anymore."
Su Ji understood.
A mischievous urge bubbled up inside him, and he decided to tease Su Jiu a little. "Hmm, you’re right. There’s really no reason for me to stay in the Love-Longing Sect."
"It doesn’t offer much in terms of cultivation resources, and I’m always worried about being caught and... well, you know."
"How about this? The path of immortality is long and winding—why don’t we part ways here, never to meet again?"
Su Jiu blurted out without thinking, "No!"
Su Ji feigned confusion perfectly. "Why not?"
"Didn’t you just say it yourself? If fate wills it, we’ll meet again."
"‘No place under heaven is too far for a destined reunion,’ right?"
Su Jiu’s lips moved, but she stammered for a long time, unable to come up with a decent excuse.
Seeing Su Ji pretend to turn and leave, her heart raced in panic.
As the saying goes, necessity sharpens the wits.
"If Senior Brother wants to leave, of course I won’t stop you."
First, she put on a reasonable and understanding expression.
But her next words came out hurriedly, as if afraid Su Ji would vanish before she finished speaking: "The path of immortality is long—no one should linger for another’s sake."
"But then again..."
"Senior Brother, you traveled three hundred miles to save me. This kindness... Su Jiu can’t repay it so quickly."
"Even if we’re never to meet again, at least let me repay my debt first."
"Besides, the items in this storage ring are also your spoils of war. If I break the seal but can’t find you..."
"Wouldn’t that make Su Jiu look like an ungrateful, resource-hoarding villain?"
"So, if Senior Brother truly wishes to wander the world, at least leave me a way to find you. That way, I can repay my debt properly."
"Otherwise, wouldn’t I be branded as disloyal and dishonorable...?"
By the end, even she felt like she was grasping at straws, her voice trailing off into silence.
All she wanted was for Su Ji to leave some way to contact him.
Really. Just to repay the favor.
The ‘Great Xia Imperial Clan’ had records praising the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox clan’s unwavering sense of gratitude.
Su Ji listened, nodding repeatedly. "That does make sense."
Su Jiu let out a quiet sigh of relief.
But then Su Ji put on a troubled expression. "But I’m only at the Qi Refining stage—what kind of contact method or marker could I possibly leave?"
"......"
Su Jiu was at a complete loss for words.
Her mind felt like it had ground to a halt, every possible path blocked by Su Ji’s words.
She stared straight at him, lips slightly parted but unable to utter a single word, her eyes even reddening slightly. "I..."
Seeing Su Jiu’s pitiful, on-the-verge-of-tears expression, Su Ji finally couldn’t hold back any longer.
Barely suppressing his laughter, he said, "Alright, how about this?"
Su Jiu perked up at those words, her ears practically twitching.
How about what?
"I haven’t actually decided where to go yet."
"Staying in the Love-Longing Sect isn’t out of the question."
"It’s just... I’m still a little worried about being caught and, well, you know."
Su Jiu quickly reassured him, "Senior Brother, don’t worry! I have illusion techniques!"
"No one will find out!"
Su Ji pretended to hesitate. "But what if the Love-Longing Sect is dead set on catching that ‘lecherous scoundrel,’ even to the point of involving the sect leader?"
"Junior Sister, can your illusions fool the sect leader?"
"I’ll just... um, well, if it really comes to that, I’ll think of something."
This was, after all, something she’d sworn a blood oath over.
"If that’s all Senior Brother is worried about, there’s no need for concern."
Seeing Su Jiu speak so firmly,
What else could Su Ji say?
Though,
When Su Jiu said "I’ll think of something," did she really mean it?
Probably not.
But Su Ji had nowhere else to go anyway.
The Love-Longing Sect’s market was still quite appealing.
He could always find good stuff there.
"Fine. Since Junior Sister has spoken so earnestly, I’ll listen to you."
......
And so, the two wasted no more time.
Su Jiu identified their direction and headed toward the nearest cultivator city.
Three hundred miles wasn’t too far, but traveling on foot still took some effort.
Along the way, the atmosphere was... odd.
Su Jiu opened her mouth several times, only to close it again, her expression flickering between strange and conflicted.
Finally, after entering the city, she couldn’t hold back any longer.
"Senior Brother... why did you think of using that... name to announce yourself to the world?"
Su Ji tilted his head, puzzled. "What’s wrong with it?"
Then it dawned on him.
Ah, right. It was the name of her ancestor—using it might have offended her.
"Did it feel disrespectful?"
That question was like lighting a fuse.
Su Jiu instantly bristled, her voice rising an octave.
"Who’s offended?! It’s just... a little..."
Her outburst immediately drew the attention of nearby passing cultivators.
Several pairs of eyes turned toward them, full of curiosity.
After all, this wasn’t the Love-Longing Sect.
There was no ‘devotion to the Dao above all else’ tradition here.
Some rogue cultivators rarely saw a petite and adorable female cultivator like Su Jiu.
Her cheeks flushed bright red, and she quickly lowered her voice, hissing through clenched teeth.
"...But I suppose it fits Senior Brother’s style."
Su Ji heard that last part.
He simply smiled. "I think the name works great."
"At least no one would suspect it’s me."
Su Jiu nodded subconsciously.
Well... that was true.
In the eyes of everyone in the Love-Longing Sect, Su Ji was a disciple who’d had his "spiritual roots stripped away."
There wasn’t the slightest connection between him and the infamous title ‘Su Big Dick.’
When she stayed silent, Su Ji continued.
"See, if I use ‘Su Daji,’ people will just assume it’s some reclusive female powerhouse. Who’d suspect a mere Qi Refining cultivator like me?"
"Flawless. No holes in this plan."
Su Jiu: "......"
She opened her mouth, wanting to tell Su Ji that the name the Heavenly Dao had announced to the world wasn’t "Su Daji."
But the words died in her throat.
It was too embarrassing.
She couldn’t say it.
Looking at Su Ji’s smug "I’m so clever" expression, she suddenly felt exhausted.
Whatever.
If he was happy, so be it.
It wasn’t like she’d be the one walking the cultivation world with that name.
And given Su Ji’s thick skin, he probably wouldn’t care anyway.
She could already picture the future scenes...
[‘Big Dick’ is here! Run for your lives, brothers!]
[You dare say that? Aren’t you afraid ‘Big Dick’ will skewer you with one thrust?!]
......
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
