Qian Yu stepped into the elevator, his eyes filled with resentment toward Su Muwan.
Even though Su Muwan was incredibly powerful, she would never be able to withstand wave after wave of assassination attempts!
And even if she were lucky, coincidentally, or incredibly fortunate enough to survive this wave of assassination attacks!
What then?
Did she think her meager cultivation was enough to be impressive?
Ridiculous!!
No matter how much she trained, she could never match the speed of my progress by throwing money at it!
Once the chip is perfectly adapted, the Qian family will mass-produce a new generation of martial artists!
And when that time comes!!
It will be Su Muwan’s death day!
Of course, Qian Yu was extremely confident that a single dark web operation would be enough to deal with Su Muwan.
He couldn’t wait to see which assassination organization would be the first to bring Su Muwan’s head to him.
...
...
The next day.
Early morning, with a light mist lingering.
Su Family Courtyard.
Su Muwan stood in the center of the courtyard, gently closing her eyes and taking a deep breath.
In the next moment.
A wave of icy cold energy surged from her body, making her appear like an ice crystal fairy, even more ethereal and otherworldly.
And it wasn’t just her aura that had improved.
Su Muwan’s hair had also transformed from its usual black and straight to a crystalline ice-like hue, shimmering faintly under the morning light.
Her skin radiated a soft glow, making her appear even more saintly and noble.
Her breathing was steady and deep, as if she were a true immortal.
Then, Su Muwan’s fingertips twitched slightly.
Whoosh!
A small, white, fluffy creature accompanied by a miniature ice tornado appeared on Su Muwan’s shoulder.
“Haa...”
Su Muwan exhaled a cold breath, then slowly opened her eyes. Her pure white irises, tinged with a faint glow, showed no trace of emotion.
In the next moment.
Clap! Clap! Clap!
Applause rang out.
“Wow!”
“As expected of the young lady!”
Qin Luo clapped in amazement, looking left and right at Su Muwan’s miraculous transformation.
Finally, he came to a conclusion and, looking at the expressionless Su Muwan, asked, “Young Lady, is this why you rushed to wake me up so early in the morning?”
“Obviously.”
Su Muwan rolled her eyes dramatically.
Whoosh!
Her hair returned to its normal color, the floating ice crystals around her quickly disappeared, and the fluffy creature let out a reluctant sound before vanishing.
Qin Luo found it all very fascinating.
Su Muwan had, for once, gotten up early and called him to the courtyard.
According to Su Muwan, she had reached a new level of cultivation.
Zhu Lan, standing nearby, was also stunned and murmured, “Young Lady... has she gotten stronger again?”
How is anyone else supposed to keep up with her?
After the Peak Realm comes the Return to Simplicity Realm, but what comes after that?
Su Muwan shook her hair. Could she say that this breakthrough was due to her realization yesterday that Qin Luo was also a pure-hearted soul, which allowed her to achieve enlightenment in an instant?
Hehe, I’m not going to tell.
She looked at Qin Luo with a smug expression, blinking and asking, “What do you think?”
“I think...”
Qin Luo pondered for a moment, then gave a thumbs-up and smiled. “Impressive!”
“?”
“You’re just being perfunctory!”
Su Muwan glared at Qin Luo in dissatisfaction.
Qin Luo chuckled and shrugged. “What kind of reaction were you expecting, Young Lady?”
“At the very least, you should be wide-eyed, legs trembling, stuttering and shouting, ‘This... this is impossible...’ or something like that, right?”
“Young Lady, you’ve been reading too many novels.”
“So what if I read novels! What’s it to you!”
After a few rounds of bickering, Qin Luo finally asked the question on his mind. He looked at Su Muwan curiously and asked, “Young Lady, when you enter this so-called ‘god mode,’ you don’t go on a rampage and start killing indiscriminately, do you?”
“? First of all, it’s not called ‘god mode.’ It’s a necessary step on the path to a higher realm!”
“Secondly...”
Su Muwan crossed her arms and confidently lifted her chin. “I am this world’s unparalleled top genius. Nothing can affect my self-awareness or judgment.”
Qin Luo nodded. “Is that so? Then let’s test it out.”
“Fine, let’s test it.”
Su Muwan snorted, but before entering this state, she glanced at Qin Luo and warned, “Just so you know, once I enter this state, my emotions will be heavily suppressed.”
“So, whatever I say might not reflect my normal feelings.”
“Of course, as a top genius, I can choose to exit this state at any time. If things go wrong, I’ll deactivate it.”
Qin Luo understood and nodded. “Got it, Young Lady. Please, begin your performance.”
“Alright.”
Su Muwan closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
In the next moment.
Hum!
An intense cold energy enveloped Su Muwan, and her hair turned crystalline once more.
When she opened her eyes, her pure white pupils and emotionless gaze left a deep impression on Qin Luo.
“Pfft!”
The small white fluffball reappeared on Su Muwan’s shoulder.
Qin Luo blinked, staring intently at Su Muwan, who also met his gaze.
As their eyes locked, Qin Luo asked, “Young Lady?”
“Hmm.”
Su Muwan responded with a faint nasal tone, her expression cold and indifferent, as if she were looking at a pitiful carbon-based lifeform.
So this is what Su Muwan meant by suppressed emotions?
Qin Luo became intrigued. He reached out his hand and, under Su Muwan’s icy gaze, gently stroked her crystalline hair.
Huh, it felt surprisingly nice.
“......”
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
Su Muwan stared at Qin Luo, her cold expression showing a hint of discomfort.
Whoosh!
“Hey! How long are you going to keep touching my hair?!”
Su Muwan, now out of her transcendent state, blushed and swatted Qin Luo’s hand away.
She was shocked.
Why did my heart start racing even when my emotions were supposed to be suppressed?!
Qin Luo withdrew his hand and smiled. “Alright, Young Lady, you’ve demonstrated enough. Let’s go have breakfast.”
“Hey, hey, Qin Luo, don’t change the subject...”
“After breakfast, let’s go shopping.”
“Fine.”
...
...
Shopping Mall.
By the morning, the earlier events had been forgotten.
Su Muwan took a deep breath, looking at the large shopping mall, and sighed, “The air in Jiang City is so refreshing!”
Qin Luo smiled. “Is it because this is where you were born and raised, Young Lady?”
Su Muwan snorted lightly. “Of course not~”
“Then why?”
“Because... this is my kingdom!!”
“......”
Qin Luo thought for a moment and chuckled. “With Jiang City unified, you could indeed be considered the local empress.”
“Hehe! Exactly!”
Su Muwan nodded with authority. “This is my territory, and you are all my subjects!”
“Young Lady, enough with the chuunibyou act. Let’s not block the entrance.”
“?”
Meanwhile.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Dozens of figures in black uniforms appeared in various hidden spots.
They exchanged glances.
Their brows furrowed, but then they seemed to remember something.
One of them looked around and whispered, “Are you all here to assassinate Su Muwan?”
Everyone nodded.
“Let’s work together and split the bounty, okay?”
“Agreed!”
“Su Muwan only brought a group of Foundation Realm lackeys today, plus that slightly stronger top dog.”
“Our organization will handle the top dog and the other lackeys. You other groups can deal with Su Muwan. How about it?”
“Deal!”
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