Chapter 182: The Bootlicking Immortal Lord Who Wants to Live Off a Woman (Part 48)

After staying on the platform for a few days, a faint, seductive voice began to echo in her mind.

Ruan Xi’er, drawn by the voice’s guidance, soon found herself standing before a hidden cave entrance.

As she stepped deeper into the cave, she was met with countless seals that radiated a dangerous aura at first glance. Just as she sensed something was wrong and turned to leave, the voice in her mind seemed to sense her hesitation and began coaxing her, trying to tempt her into breaking the seals and setting it free.

It was only then that Ruan Xi’er realized that beneath the Cliff of Contemplation, a Demonic Cultivator who had once plunged the world into chaos a thousand years ago was sealed away.

This Demonic Cultivator had been immensely powerful—he was even the master of her sect’s Ancestral Master. It had taken the Ancestral Master all his strength to seal him here alone.

And that seal had held for over a thousand years.

If this man were ever released, the world would surely fall into turmoil once more.

Ruan Xi’er, though full of little schemes, wasn’t stupid. If she let such a monster loose, there’d be no peace for her either.

She turned and fled immediately, terrified she might accidentally touch something she shouldn’t.

But the voice clung to her, returning again and again to tempt and beguile her.

Thankfully, once she left the Cliff of Contemplation, the voice vanished.

She had originally wanted to tell her Master and Senior Brother about it, but after returning, the two of them grew increasingly distant. Even if she wanted to say something, there was no opportunity.

Eventually, she simply forgot about it.

Until the Secret Realm.

There, by sheer luck, she stumbled upon a Magic Treasure—and the voice returned once more.

It turned out the Magic Treasure she had picked up was actually the Demonic Cultivator’s destined artifact. He could attach his consciousness to it, and it could also conceal Ruan Xi’er’s presence. As long as she was willing, not even a mighty cultivator could detect her.

After all the chaos in the Secret Realm, the angrier she became, the happier the Demonic Cultivator grew. With him constantly fanning the flames, Ruan Xi’er began to feel like the whole world had wronged her.

And just now, the Master and Senior Brother she had relied on so much had tried to kill her.

In utter despair, Ruan Xi’er finally gave in to the Demonic Cultivator’s will, determined that if she had to die, she’d take everyone down with her.

Inside the cave, she stared at the layers of restrictive seals before her, biting her lip.

With a swift motion, she drew a blade across her palm. Hot blood slowly dripped to the ground.

It looked strangely seductive and eerie.
On the Grand Competition stage, the disciples were still celebrating, eagerly sharing their gains from the Secret Realm.

After all, these treasures were incredibly precious. Who knew if they’d ever get another chance like this in their lifetime?

Su Mingyue, blushing, shyly held Little Junior Brother’s hand as they approached Elder Su.

Elder Su glanced at his daughter’s flushed face, then at their tightly clasped hands, neither of them willing to let go.

A bad feeling crept into his heart.

Had the cabbage he’d raised with such care really been taken by a pig?

She went to the Secret Realm and came back… and now his daughter was gone?

This boy—what a schemer.

Elder Su felt utterly defeated.

Su Mingyue hesitated for a long time before finally blurting out, “Dad, I’ve decided to be with Junior Brother. You’ll give us your blessing… right?”

Elder Su did not feel like blessing anything at all.

He looked at Shen Xiuyan with a strange, increasingly deranged expression.

After all, what father wouldn’t go mad upon learning his precious daughter had been taken by another man?

Shen Xiuyan could sense something was off. The father-in-law’s gaze was downright dangerous.

He shrank back slightly and gave Su Mingyue’s hand a pitiful little squeeze.

Putting on a pitiful act like this—well, he’d done it so often, it didn’t even feel embarrassing anymore.

Su Mingyue saw that Elder Su had frightened her Little Junior Brother and immediately stepped in front of him protectively.

“Dad, if you’ve got something to say, say it to me. Look at you—you’ve scared Little Junior Brother.”

Elder Su: “…”

What the hell? He hadn’t even said anything yet! How was that scary?

Who’s the real schemer here? This brat really had him fooled!

Elder Su’s beard bristled and his eyes bulged. “No! I don’t approve!!!”

This brat only knew how to act pitiful in front of Mingyue. Who knew what kind of trouble he’d cause in the future? He might even ruin the bond between father and daughter!

Su Mingyue was in disbelief. “Dad, why not?”

“No reason. I just don’t approve!”

“Dad, you’re being unreasonable.”

“So what if I am? I am being unreasonable!”

Shen Xiuyan let go of Su Mingyue’s hand, looking dejected. “Senior Sister, don’t fight with Elder Su because of me. I’m not worth it.”

Seeing this, Su Mingyue felt even more guilty. Why should her Little Junior Brother have to suffer just for falling in love with her? Why should her father make things so hard for him?

“It’s okay, it’s okay. It’s not your fault. Just stand behind me like a good boy.”

Elder Su was dumbfounded. His daughter actually fell for that?

Unbelievable. Anyone could see he was faking it!

You little green tea bastard, I swear I’ll fight you to the end.

Wang Gang looked from one to the other and timidly spoke up, “Master, Little Junior Brother is actually a really good guy. Please don’t be mad anymore.”

Elder Su, fuming, chased after Wang Gang. “You little brat! Don’t think I don’t know where your loyalties lie. Whose disciple are you, huh?”

Ning Cui added fuel to the fire from the side. “Exactly! That kid’s full of tricks. He’s the one who pulled me away in the Secret Realm to give Little Junior Brother space and time. If it weren’t for that, Senior Sister wouldn’t have had the chance.”

Elder Su took a deep breath. So that’s how it was.

He couldn’t lay a hand on Shen Xiuyan with his daughter protecting him… but Wang Gang? Oh, he could definitely hit Wang Gang.

And so, poor Wang Gang became the scapegoat for Elder Su’s wrath.

Shen Xiuyan silently mourned for him.

Good brother, I’ll remember this favor for life.

Once we’re back, I’ll give you some Medicinal Pills to show my gratitude.

“Alright, Dad, stop messing around. We’re talking about something serious here!” Su Mingyue rubbed her temples. Why did it feel like her father was more childish than she was?

“Hmph.” Elder Su turned his head away in a huff.

“Little Junior Brother treats me really well, so you can stop worrying.”

“Treats you well? What, and I don’t?”

“Dad, come here. I’ll tell you a secret.” Su Mingyue beckoned him over.

Elder Su shuffled toward her step by step. “Alright, what is it?”

Su Mingyue leaned in close, whispering mysteriously into his ear, “Little Junior Brother got an ancient inheritance in the Secret Realm, but he didn’t keep any of it for himself. He gave it all to me. Isn’t that proof enough that he treats me well?”

“What?!!” Elder Su shrieked, sounding like a rubber chicken being squeezed by the neck.

“Don’t try to fool me…” Elder Su was skeptical. “We’ve all been into that Secret Realm several times. There’s never been any inheritance.”

“It’s true. If you don’t believe me, take a look.” She handed him the spatial pouch in her hand. “Use your divine sense and check it out.”

Hearing that, Elder Su’s expression turned serious. Could it be that everything his daughter said was true?

He cautiously extended his divine sense into a corner of the pouch—and froze.

Oh heavens… Just in that one corner, there was a mountain of high-grade Spirit Stones, more than everything he owned put together.

If that wasn’t an inheritance, then what was it…

He was so shocked he couldn’t even speak.

“D-Daughter…” Elder Su quickly shoved the pouch back into her hands. “I-I won’t look anymore. W-What else is in there?”

Su Mingyue smiled sweetly and said on purpose, “Not much. The owner of the inheritance said it was just some worthless Spirit Stones and magic tools. No cultivation techniques or Medicinal Pills at all.”

“W-Worthless?” Elder Su was petrified on the spot.

Truly, some die of drought while others drown in floods.

He was green with envy.

“This Shen Xiu really didn’t keep anything for himself? Gave it all to you?”

“Mhm, why would I lie? I packed it all myself. It’s all in that spatial pouch.”