Chapter 187: The Bootlicking Immortal Lord Who Wants to Live Off a Woman.53

Although Elder Su had his thoughts, he quickly composed himself and walked over to his daughter.

“Ahem… Daughter, the most important thing right now is not to distract the Ancestral Master. We should be cheering him on instead. Everything else can wait until he defeats that Demonic Cultivator.”

Su Mingyue’s eyes widened slightly in disbelief. She couldn’t believe how quickly her father had accepted the situation.

“Don’t just stand there. You don’t want the Ancestral Master to get hurt, do you?”

Su Mingyue shook her head mechanically.

Elder Su pointed boldly, “Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up and cheer for the Ancestral Master!”

Su Mingyue: “…”

How was she supposed to open her mouth with everyone watching?
While they were chatting below, Shen Xiuyan, high above, experienced a sudden surge in power as a wisp of divine sense returned to him.

Caught off guard, Xinluo was sent flying.

He stared at Shen Xiuyan in disbelief. What just happened? Why did his strength suddenly skyrocket?

At their level, even with the aid of medicinal pills or magical artifacts, such a drastic increase in power shouldn’t be possible.

Xinluo felt a chill in his heart.

Could this be the true power of the man before him?

Had he just been toying with him all along?

The thought sent him into a rage. With a flash, he lunged forward again—only to have Shen Xiuyan dodge effortlessly.

What followed was a one-sided chase: one attacking frantically, the other dodging with ease. The attacker looked increasingly desperate, while the one evading moved with calm precision.

Xinluo could see the mockery in Shen Xiuyan’s eyes. This bastard was playing with him!

Just like Xian Yue and his disciple—both equally infuriating!

Though Shen Xiuyan appeared composed and in control from above, the onlookers below couldn’t see the full picture. To them, even with his divine sense restored, the two seemed evenly matched.

After all, if the Ancestral Master were truly stronger than Xinluo, wouldn’t he have already knocked him out instead of just dodging?

But they had no idea of the struggle in Shen Xiuyan’s heart.

Did he not want to end this quickly?

He couldn’t.

The sooner the battle ended, the less time Mingyue would have to process everything. He had to give her time to calm down, or he was doomed…

Just then, a soft voice reached his ears, tickling his nerves.

“Ancestral Master… you can do it…”

Shen Xiuyan glanced down in surprise—it was Mingyue, cheering for him.

She was already in the mood to cheer him on? Did that mean she had moved past it?

Unbelievable. Sect Master Xia actually came through.

He’d managed to talk her through it so quickly.

Deserves a reward.

At that moment, Xinluo felt as if Shen Xiuyan suddenly unleashed his full strength.

In an instant, the world seemed to fall silent. Time itself felt frozen, and he could almost hear the ticking of each passing second.

Shen Xiuyan swung his arm, a motion like lightning splitting the sky. A powerful aura surged forth, even stronger than before. The sheer pressure of it was suffocating, and Xinluo couldn’t help but feel a sense of awe.

In the span of a single breath, Xinluo was slammed into the ground, a massive crater forming beneath him—a clear testament to the vast difference in their power.

Lying dazed in the pit, Xinluo’s eyes were vacant. What crushed him wasn’t just the blow, but the overwhelming, unfathomable strength Shen Xiuyan had displayed.

He had never seen a cultivator whose power could keep rising mid-battle…

It shattered everything he thought he knew.

Now, Xinluo was seriously questioning his life choices. After being sealed away for a thousand years, was this what he had escaped for?

His grand return had turned into a joke.

Sect Master Xia approached the edge of the crater. Seeing that Xinluo had no fight left in him, he immediately shouted with sycophantic enthusiasm, “Ancestral Master, mighty and invincible!”

The others weren’t about to be outdone and echoed, “Ancestral Master, mighty and invincible!”

For the first time, the entire Cultivation World was witnessing the Ancestral Master’s unfathomable power firsthand.

And they were reminded once again of the fear that had gripped them for centuries under his rule.

Among the crowd, any lingering doubts or defiance some may have harbored vanished instantly.

Yes! The Wu Nian Sect should be the number one sect in the Cultivation World.

No question about it.

At least as long as the Ancestral Master still walked this earth, no one dared to entertain even a whisper of rebellion.

Sect Master Xia, ever the shrewd one, glanced around, his face glowing with smug satisfaction.

Hah, try to compete with me now.

He was confident that after today, all the petty schemes and tricks from the other sects would vanish without a trace.

Exactly what he had hoped for.

He then looked down at the Demonic Cultivator who had fought so hard to escape, feeling a bit sentimental. What had he even come out for? Just to boost the Ancestral Master’s prestige?

He probably wanted to die now.

But to Sect Master Xia, that didn’t matter. All he wanted to say was—thank you.

“Ancestral Master, how should we deal with this Demonic Cultivator?”

Sect Master Xia gave Xinluo a sympathetic glance. Better to let the Ancestral Master decide his fate.

Shen Xiuyan waved his hand dismissively. “Just seal him up again.”