What Are You Talking About, Big Brother

The black clouds dissipated in an instant, and everyone had been gazing up at Su Luo.

Right now, sunlight poured down.

So... so dazzling.

He... is he the sun?

Ah? Isn't he one of the Heavenly Demon Seven Elders? What does that have to do with the sun? Shouldn't he be associated with darkness?

However, everyone was too stunned by the previous bolt of thunderous lightning to speak, let alone ask questions.

Su Luo slowly descended.

"Alright, the nuisance is gone. Let's continue."

Of course, they were going to continue the battle. The interruption caused by the Two-headed Python hadn't completely settled the outcome, so they needed to keep going.

But no one dared to move.

Big brother, what are you talking about? Who would dare to continue after seeing that?

If you'd pulled out that giant lightning strike earlier, we wouldn't have risked offending you.

With such abilities, we'd gladly let you take us down without a fight.

Instead, you kept it hidden, teasing us with this sudden display. How mischievous.

Now, no one knows whether to attack or stand still. It's so awkward.

Su Luo glanced to the left, and the people there instinctively took a step back.

Glancing to the right yielded the same result.

Oh, you're scared now?

That won't do.

"I can't take it anymore! Yun, hurry and save me!"

Su Luo called out urgently, pleading for help.

At the same time, he knelt on one knee, covering half his face with one hand, showing a pained expression as if the aftermath of that move had just hit him.

This sudden turn of events left everyone and the beasts around confused about what Su Luo was playing at.

Pain? Real or fake? Was he faking it?

But thinking about it, how could he be so powerful at such a young age? He must have used some precious artifact, and now the backlash was hitting him.

Yes, that made sense. The more they thought about it, the more plausible it seemed.

Even so, nobody dared to make the first move.

They all waited for someone else to act first.

Little Yu rushed over without hesitation, wrapping her arms around Su Luo.

Finally, she got to hug Su Luo.

Suddenly, a swirling black flame vortex surrounded both Su Luo and Little Yu, accompanied by an extra layer of concealment, preventing anyone outside from seeing what was happening inside.

All they could hear was Su Luo's voice: "Don't think you can take advantage of me just because I'm injured! I'll fight you to the end!"

After that, various sounds of clashes and sword strikes followed.

However, the reality inside was:

"Su Luo, are you really okay?" Little Yu asked.

"Of course. Do you think I would let anything happen to me?"

Little Yu had already suspected Su Luo's transformation earlier, and now that he confirmed it, she finally felt at ease.

"I've always trusted you, Su Luo. Always."

Su Luo lightly flicked Little Yu's forehead.

"You need to learn to take care of yourself. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't even know how to wrap this up."

"Ah, I didn't think that far ahead. I just wanted to end the fight quickly so I could go find you."

Su Luo was taken aback. He didn't expect Little Yu to think this way, all because of him.

"Sorry, my current identity makes it difficult to come see you."

Little Yu shook her head, her eyes narrowing into a smile. "It's fine. I get to see you now, after all."

"At least scold me a bit."

"Why?"

"Because I haven't visited you much."

"It's okay, Su Luo. You have your own matters to attend to. I understand."

"Ah, what you say makes me feel so guilty."

"Ah, I'm sorry, Su Luo."

"What are you apologizing for? You should say, 'Su Luo, I command you to come see me more often.'"

Little Yu took him seriously and tried to say it, but her words faltered and she couldn't get them out.

Words like "command" were difficult for her to express.

"Alright, alright. Now's not the time for catching up. We need to wrap up this battlefield."

While Su Luo and Little Yu were chatting, the outsiders started fighting again.

Everyone feared Su Luo, but not the rest.

They still had grudges to settle, so the three sides resumed their chaotic battle.

However, after fighting for so long, things were nearly done.

"Alright." Little Yu understood. Earlier, she had been too overwhelmed, but now that she had hugged Su Luo, she was quite satisfied.

Su Luo patted her head. "Don't worry. Soon, I'll be caught by the Seven Stars Sword Sect. Then we can spend some quality time together."

"Really?"

"Absolutely."

Indeed, showing off in front of Lin Xuan would come with a price, and the Heavenly Demon Seven Elders would soon start facing their misfortunes one by one.

Su Luo would be no exception.

Pulling back the black flames, Su Luo continued acting, maintaining his painful expression while "repelling" Little Yu.

"How's that? Even now, you still can't handle me."

"Mm, Su Luo, you're really amazing, but I won't let you go."

"Heh, you wouldn't stand a chance."

"Then watch this!"

The lines were good, but did they really need to keep smiling while saying them?

No problem; outsiders couldn't see their expressions anyway.

"Yun, hurry up!" Su Luo called out again. With Little Yu unable to keep up the act, it was best to leave quickly.

"Coming, coming!" Yun finally arrived, appearing late on purpose, and helped Su Luo leave.

Little Yu asked, "Who is she?"

Yun turned back to answer on Su Luo's behalf, "Hello, I'm Yun, Su Luo's most loyal subordinate."

As Little Yu pondered, her instincts told her she had seen this person somewhere before.

But before she could figure it out, Su Luo and Yun had already made their escape.

Little Yu immediately gave chase, also taking the opportunity to kill nearby beasts along the way—purely incidental.

The battle was nearing its end.

The beast army was crumbling, and even as they fought desperately, it was futile. Their deaths were only a matter of time.

The Heavenly Demon Sect concluded it was time to retreat. Continuing any further would be to their detriment.

Besides, after witnessing Su Luo's earlier display, the other members of the Heavenly Demon Seven Elders lost their motivation to showcase their abilities.

How could they possibly outperform Su Luo?

It would only be self-humiliating.

So, they decided to retreat. This mission was merely a probe into the strength of the Seven Stars Sword Sect.

The higher-ups also stopped fighting.

"Hahaha, your Su Demon Lord performed quite well," the Sect Master commented.

In their view, Su Luo might have just coincidentally appeared there, but with Little Yu present, the Sect Master realized Su Luo had come to protect her.

And to use that powerful strike—he was truly impressive.

"He is impressive, but why are you so happy? What's it to you?"

"Come on, seeing such a large group of beast leaders wiped out so effortlessly—without any help from us—isn't that worth celebrating? Plus, the beast army might retaliate against your sect soon. How could I not be happy?" The Sect Master smoothly changed the subject, continuing.

"And about that move of his—you don't believe there's no cost involved, do you?"

While surprised, the Sect Master was also curious about how Su Luo had pulled it off. He worried about any potential consequences and decided to dig a little.

Unfortunately, he asked the wrong person. Hu Yirong had little to no connection with Su Luo and knew nothing about any potential backlash from that move.

Still, she replied confidently, "That's none of your concern."

"Hmph, I'm just worried he might not survive until tomorrow. If that's the case, I'll have the whole sect celebrate. After all, the traitor to our sect is dead, and your Heavenly Demon Sect loses another genius."

"Heh-heh, we won't let anything happen to him."

With Hu Yirong's assurance, the Sect Master felt at ease but decided to have Nangong Xiyun check on Su Luo later. They couldn't risk anything happening to him.

Hu Yirong didn't engage further, and the rest of the Heavenly Demon Sect's experts retreated.

The Sect Master refrained from pursuing them, likewise. He considered trying to capture one or two but knew that it would come at too high a cost. Such an outcome was unacceptable. The Heavenly Demon Sect's forces were not to be underestimated.

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