After sticking close to Su Luo for a while, Little Yu finally got up contentedly, then reached out her hand to help Su Luo up as well.
It was only then that Su Luo got a good look at Little Yu.
A girl changes a lot as she grows up.
Compared to the last time they met, she had indeed changed quite a bit—she had grown a little taller and put on some weight, but she wasn’t fat; it was just the right amount.
Her face still carried a hint of youthfulness, but she had become much cuter.
She gave off the vibe of a girl-next-door who had just blossomed into maturity.
“What’s wrong? Is there something off about me?”
“I’m just marveling at how fast time flies. You’ve grown so much.”
“Have I?”
Little Yu herself didn’t feel that way.
But the truth was, Little Yu was now a Golden Core powerhouse, far from the clueless little girl she had once been.
Despite this, when she saw Su Luo, it felt as if she had returned to those earlier days.
They had endless things to talk about.
In that small room, they shared stories of their lives, recounting their experiences over the past period.
Before they knew it, the sky had darkened.
“Su Luo, can I go with you to the Heavenly Demon Sect?” Little Yu suddenly asked, repeating a question she had posed before.
“Why are you asking this again? Aren’t you happy at the Seven Stars Sword Sect?”
“The sect treats me well, but I want to be with you!” Little Yu hadn’t planned this before coming, at least not consciously.
She had always followed Su Luo’s advice to stay at the Seven Stars Sword Sect.
But after reuniting with Su Luo today, this desire had grown stronger and stronger, until she couldn’t hold it back any longer and blurted it out.
Seeing Little Yu so determined, Su Luo couldn’t bring himself to refuse her outright.
But what future was there in joining the Heavenly Demon Sect with him? They were like rats scurrying in the shadows, despised and reviled by everyone.
Sure, this rat might be stronger than most, but strength came with a stench.
Here, “online hate” could escalate to real-life confrontations.
In contrast, the Seven Stars Sword Sect was a much better place. Su Luo had even once considered retiring there.
“Little Yu, I know you’re serious about this, but I have to refuse. I don’t want you to be hated and criticized because of me.”
Little Yu had been eagerly hoping Su Luo would agree, so his firm refusal hit her hard.
Deep down, she understood Su Luo’s reasoning, but that didn’t make the disappointment any easier to bear.
Su Luo sighed as well. He didn’t want to reject Little Yu, but this was one thing he couldn’t allow.
Moreover, Su Luo was starting to notice a problem.
Back when Little Yu was younger, her dependence on him had seemed natural. But now, years later, she still clung to him in the same way.
Wasn’t that a bit concerning?
“Little Yu, I’ve told you before—people should live for themselves. I’m not being narcissistic, but the way you’re acting now makes it seem like you’re living for me. That’s not right. You need to think about the path you want to take in life.”
“I want to walk the same path as you. I want to be with you.”
“And besides that?”
“Nothing else.”
Su Luo now realized that this wasn’t just a minor issue—it was a big problem.
After being apart for so long, one would expect her dependence to lessen. Normally, even the deepest bonds would fade with time and distance.
But why hadn’t Little Yu changed at all?
That was what made it so troublesome.
Su Luo felt his resolve softening.
But he had a mission to complete.
“No room for negotiation.”
“Alright.” Little Yu didn’t argue with Su Luo. She wasn’t the type to challenge his decisions.
The conversation ended there, and Little Yu decided to stay for the time being.
If she couldn’t follow him to the Heavenly Demon Sect, at least she could spend this time with him.
However, there was one thing Little Yu hadn’t anticipated—Yun’s presence.
In the past, Su Luo had either been alone or with her. She hadn’t expected to find a stranger here.
At first, Little Yu was wary of Yun, speaking softly to Su Luo as if afraid Yun might overhear.
She even asked, “Will she tell others that I came to see you?”
As the disciple of the Seven Stars Sword Sect’s leader, if it got out that she was spending time with Su Luo, the consequences could be severe.
Little Yu wasn’t worried about herself, but she knew Su Luo wouldn’t want such a thing to happen.
Su Luo reassured her, “It’s fine. She won’t say anything.”
After all, they were on the same side. Why would she betray her own? Harming the sect leader’s disciple would make it hard for her to explain her actions as a spy.
Yun wouldn’t spill the secret, but she wasn’t above teasing.
“Su Luo, isn’t it a bit inappropriate for you to be openly spending time with the Seven Stars Sword Sect’s leader’s disciple?”
“What’s inappropriate about it? Are you going to spread rumors?”
“Of course! Look at the two of you, all sweet and cozy, while I’m left out like an outsider. I’m jealous, so I’ll tell everyone.”
“Go ahead.” Su Luo wasn’t fazed.
“Just kidding! Your business is my business. I’ll keep it all under wraps.”
......
Meanwhile, in a dark corner.
“Why are you here?” Elder Wei spoke to the empty air.
Suddenly, a figure materialized out of nowhere.
“I’ve got some information. Don’t you want it?” said the North End Demon Lord.
“Hmph. You’ve been crossing the line lately. Do you even remember which side you’re on—righteous or demonic?”
Elder Wei’s expression darkened as he recalled how the North End Demon Lord had recently taken many lives.
“Come on, I’m just doing what I have to. You said three years, then another three, and another. How many three-year cycles have passed? I’m almost the Demon Lord now.”
“Can you at least show me some respect? If you could become the Demon Lord, it would save us a lot of trouble.”
“Should I just go kill the Demon Lord now and announce that I’m from the Emperor Heaven Sect, here to vanquish evil in the name of justice?” The North End Demon Lord’s temper flared.
Elder Wei: “......What’s the information?”
“I don’t know.”
After a long pause, the North End Demon Lord finally said, “The Seven Heavenly Demon Disciples are coming. Their target is Di Haoao.”
“What can those brats possibly do that’s worth your personal attention?”
“I’m here to ask if you want me to take them all out. I’m supposed to be protecting them, after all.”
In other words, he was offering to betray them.
“No need. That would make you too suspicious. With your strength, failing to protect them would raise questions. It’s not worth exposing yourself for them. First, tell me their plan.”
The North End Demon Lord laid out their entire scheme.
Elder Wei quickly devised a countermeasure—using them to provoke Di Haoao.
Meanwhile, Di Haoao was blissfully unaware, lost in the joy of reuniting with Long Xinxin.
“Aoao.”
“Xinxin.”
The two of them were wrapped up in each other.
But soon, Di Haoao began to sweat.
It was all because Long Xinxin said, “Soon, I’ll be able to marry you. Just thinking about it makes me so happy.”
Di Haoao’s heart tightened, and he cautiously replied, “Actually, there’s no rush.”
Long Xinxin immediately flared up. “What do you mean, no rush? We’ve postponed this so many times already. Each time, something unexpected happened. This time, nothing can go wrong!”
“Yes, yes, of course.”
Di Haoao didn’t dare argue.
The so-called “unexpected events” were all orchestrated by Di Haoao himself.
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
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close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
