Su Luo tested it out—now, not only could he dodge, but his active attacks also summoned Void Hands. Moreover, their power was significantly stronger than before.
Su Luo nodded in satisfaction. Getting more free benefits was naturally a good thing.
Jiang Ningshu had also read the diary.
"I just feel like there’s no rush to recover my strength anymore, because you’ll protect me, right?" Jiang Ningshu responded to Su Luo’s diary entry.
Su Luo nodded. "If that’s what you like, I’ve already given you the method anyway."
"By the way, do you really want me to become the Demon Lord again?"
"What, do you want to now?"
Jiang Ningshu’s current mindset was vastly different from before, so it wouldn’t be surprising if she did.
"No, I’d rather be the Demon Lord’s wife," Jiang Ningshu replied with a smile.
She had never considered such a thing before, but now, it didn’t seem so bad.
Su Luo chuckled. "That’s not impossible."
"You really dare to say that. If it interferes with your plans, you won’t be laughing then."
"Who knows?"
At this moment, Little Yu spoke up. "What about me? What about me?"
She felt that if she didn’t speak up now, her chance at being the Demon Lord’s wife would disappear.
"You’ll have one too," Su Luo said, patting her head.
Only then did Little Yu smile in satisfaction.
......
Su Luo and the others leisurely continued their journey northward. Given their strength, even their slowest pace was still remarkably fast.
They arrived at the road near the Northern Heavenly Gate. Crossing it would take them to the Desolate Wildlands.
However, they were stopped by three cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage.
"We assume you’re also here for the so-called Immortal’s Legacy. Unfortunately for you, you’ve run into us."
"Big Brother’s idea was brilliant. Just waiting here nets us a fortune."
"Hand over everything you have, or you’ll die."
These three were rogue cultivators. They knew about the Immortal’s Legacy but had enough self-awareness to realize it was beyond their reach.
Moreover, having spent years in the northern regions, they understood how dangerous the Desolate Wildlands were. It was better not to get involved in this mess.
"What are you staring at? Hurry up!"
Su Luo and the other two exchanged glances before suddenly laughing.
Getting robbed just for walking—did they look that weak?
However, their laughter only made the three rogue cultivators feel disrespected.
"What’s so funny? You want to die?"
Su Luo, in an unusually good mood, feigned weakness and said, "Um, if you rob them, you can’t rob me. I’m the one responsible for obtaining the Immortal’s Legacy."
The three were stunned.
"What kind of nonsense is that? Have you no pride?"
"I’ve never seen someone so shameless. How can you say something like that?"
"Pathetic."
Then they glanced at the two beauties beside Su Luo.
How could someone like him have followers?
This didn’t make sense.
Then they saw Little Yu drawing her sword.
"Hey, hey, hey! After what he just said, why are you still defending him? Didn’t you hear him?"
The three were baffled. Unless… was this guy someone important?
Little Yu simply said, "He’s a good person."
The three were immediately unconvinced. If Su Luo had some noble status, they could accept it. But praising him after that performance?
"How is he good? Whatever, just kill them all."
Little Yu didn’t bother explaining further. "I alone am enough to deal with you."
"Ridiculous! Brat, how long have you even been cultivating? In such a hurry to die?"
One of them attacked.
And then died.
Soon, all three were dead. They had been given a chance to strike first.
"Little Yu is getting stronger," Jiang Ningshu remarked.
"Not really," Little Yu replied modestly, though she couldn’t hide a hint of joy at her progress.
They continued onward.
But when no one was paying attention, Little Yu wore a troubled expression.
It wasn’t because of the three cultivators.
It was something else.
It had been a while since she had been intimate with Su Luo.
But with Jiang Ningshu always nearby, she didn’t know how to bring it up.
Could she really do it right in front of Jiang Ningshu?
That was too embarrassing.
She needed to figure out how to create a situation where she could be alone with Su Luo.
But it seemed nearly impossible.
"Jiang Ningshu, is there anywhere you’d like to go?"
"Uh, I… nowhere in particular."
Little Yu wanted to ask Jiang Ningshu to fetch something elsewhere, but the excuse felt too flimsy—why couldn’t she go herself?
She tried several methods, but none succeeded.
The truth was, Little Yu never stated her intentions outright, and her plans always fizzled out halfway, so of course they failed.
Jiang Ningshu naturally noticed Little Yu’s odd behavior and whispered to Su Luo.
"What’s up with Little Yu?"
"Not sure. Seems like she’s plotting something involving you."
"That’s strange. If she’s scheming, it should be about you."
"I’ll ask her."
Su Luo decided to be direct. Little Yu’s behavior was too sudden, and he couldn’t figure out her motive.
"So, you just want to be alone with me?"
"Mm. I don’t need much—half a day, no, even two hours would be enough."
"That’s easy. Just tell me."
Su Luo couldn’t understand Little Yu’s thought process. Wasn’t this something she could just ask for?
"But… wouldn’t it feel wrong not to tell Jiang Ningshu?"
"Yet you’re going in circles instead of just saying it outright?"
"I’m too embarrassed."
If it were about anything else, Little Yu could speak freely. But for something so personal, she felt awkward.
Su Luo finally understood. That’s why she had been trying to use clumsy excuses to send Jiang Ningshu away.
In truth, she could have just explained it to Jiang Ningshu directly.
But Little Yu was too shy.
So Su Luo picked her up and dashed away.
"Ah! Shouldn’t we at least tell Jiang Ningshu?"
"You’re underestimating Ningshu. She wouldn’t mind something like this."
Little Yu finally got what she wanted—it had been too long.
Often, Su Luo was surrounded by others, making it hard for her to act on her desires.
But now, she lost herself in the moment.
"Ahem. You two have been at it for a while," Jiang Ningshu’s voice suddenly rang out nearby.
"Ah!"
Little Yu let out a startled cry and hid in Su Luo’s arms, too embarrassed to face Jiang Ningshu.
She had intended to finish quickly, but she got too carried away and lost track of time.
Jiang Ningshu sighed. "Little Yu, at this point, what’s there to be shy about? Get used to it, or the other two will leave you at a disadvantage."
In Jiang Ningshu’s eyes, the other two were far bolder.
"Don’t push her. Little Yu is fine just the way she is," Su Luo said.
"Heh. Do you even realize how much effort she put into this? From now on, if you want alone time with Su Luo, just tell me straight."
Jiang Ningshu saw no issue with it—just ask, and she wouldn’t stand in the way.
"Then… can we do it now?" Little Yu whispered.
Jiang Ningshu’s expression darkened. "You’re asking for a spanking."
With that, she swatted Little Yu’s backside.
Jiang Ningshu had only come over because she was tired of waiting—enough was enough.
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