Chu Lingwei turned to Su Xianrou and said, "Remember, you must live well. We will meet again in five years."
She wanted Su Xianrou to experience the taste of being a useless person in the Xuanxin Sect.
Su Xianrou inwardly seethed, Chu Lingwei was clearly making her suffer immensely.
From the predatory gaze Chu Chang cast on her, Su Xianrou knew that her next five years would be filled with extreme pain.
Chu Lingwei followed Bei Chenfeng, supporting Chu Ze, and slowly walked off the crowded stage, leaving under everyone's watchful eyes.
Chu Chang desperately suppressed the urge to rush forward and crush Chu Lingwei.
Today, this woman had utterly disgraced the Xuanxin Sect.
"Return to the sect."
Chu Chang snorted and vanished from the spot.
Su Xianrou's heart was filled with bitterness, experiencing the despair of being abandoned by her protector so quickly.
"Master, I will take you back." Su Qian jumped onto the stage, picked up Su Xianrou, and flew towards the Xuanxin Sect.
At the Cultivation Academy, once the Xuanxin Sect members had left, the stage became the subject of much discussion.
They had all witnessed the previous match.
"I didn't expect Chu Lingwei's talent to be so high. No wonder she was ostracized."
The spiritual energy Chu Lingwei used on stage was all within the Spiritual Wheel realm. A Spiritual Wheel realm cultivator defeating a peak Heaven Integration realm cultivator could indeed be called a genius.
"She even dared to harm her own elder brother. As an orphan, she would naturally be unwelcome." Someone beside him chimed in, saying Chu Chang's actions were too unsightly.
The most critical point was that he hadn't killed her directly, bringing so much trouble upon himself, truly foolish.
"Didn't Chu Lingwei say that all the elders of the Xuanxin Sect..." Someone beside them whispered, not daring to finish the sentence.
The elders of the Xuanxin Sect all knew Chu Ze was not dead, yet they had conspired with Chu Chang to harm the former sect leader.
Tsk...
"The Xuanxin Sect will decline from now on."
Who would dare to join such an unrighteous sect?
The sect leaders and elders who hadn't left had witnessed the events of the day and quietly departed.
They had their eyes on the Xuanxin Sect, this great piece of meat, and they intended to feast on it.
Chu Lingwei, supporting Chu Ze, returned to the inn openly.
Even if Chu Chang knew Chu Ze was here now, he wouldn't dare to come and demand his return.
Bei Chenfeng was a Earthly Supreme expert. Even if the Xuanxin Sect gathered all its elders, they might not be his match.
Moreover, the powerful Cultivation Academy stood behind him.
"Weiwei, in five years, do you have the confidence to defeat Chu Chang?" Back in their room, Chu Ze looked at his daughter with a face full of guilt. If he hadn't been so careless with Chu Chang, his daughter wouldn't have to bear such immense hatred.
"Of course."
Chu Lingwei's answer was firm.
Five years was not only time for her to cultivate but also a way to torment Chu Chang indirectly.
Chu Chang's reputation was now in tatters, and all the major sects would surely attack him.
Besides, she had only said she would duel Chu Chang in five years, not that she wouldn't seek trouble with him before then.
She wanted Chu Chang to live in pain and fear, enduring torment day after day.
"Chu Chang is in the Heaven Melting realm. Even in my prime, I could only fight him to a draw."
Chu Ze recalled past events. His younger brother, engrossed in cultivation and indifferent to worldly affairs, had been entrusted with managing the sect to temper him. He never expected that everything he had shown was a facade.
"Father, I will cultivate diligently for these five years." Chu Lingwei was resolute. She was not afraid of hardship.
"Good. My Weiwei will surely succeed."
Chu Ze looked at her face, so similar to his beloved, his eyes flashing with pain. Weiwei was now fifteen years old. His lover had been gone for fifteen years, with no news.
...
Xuanxin Sect.
Qingxin Peak.
"Mother, why have you become like this?" Chu Xiyin rushed over upon hearing her mother was being carried back.
Seeing her mother's disheveled state, she couldn't believe her eyes.
In her heart, her mother was always noble and gentle, how could she...
"Yin'er?"
Su Xianrou saw Chu Xiyin, and her hatred intensified infinitely. Chu Lingwei hadn't lied to her; the ancestor hadn't entered the Xuanxin Sect and hadn't taken Yin'er.
"Mother, how could you have become like this?" Chu Xiyin cried out, "Is it Chu Lingwei? How could she be so malicious?"
"Yin'er, calm down." Su Xianrou felt pain all over her body. Hearing her daughter's cries made her frown.
Chu Xiyin suddenly stopped crying. Even her mother had become like this; Chu Lingwei would surely not let her go.
"Mother, what do we do now?" Chu Xiyin hugged Su Xianrou. Her father intended to hand her over to those sect members. Now that her mother had become like this, no one would protect her anymore.
Chu Xiyin held back her tears, her entire being engulfed in despair.
Hatred, fear, and dread gripped her heart tightly.
"Yin'er, cultivate diligently and help your body recover quickly." Su Xianrou looked at her daughter, who was missing an arm and a leg. Without spiritual energy, she couldn't find any flesh-generating grass for her daughter.
The longer the delay, the harder it would be for her daughter's limbs to recover.
"Go and summon your junior brother."
Chu Xiyin stumbled to her feet and called for Su Qian, who had been standing outside the door.
"Su Qian, find flesh-generating grass for your senior sister, and I will bestow upon you the Glazed Canopy Umbrella."
Su Xianrou had her daughter take the Glazed Canopy Umbrella from her storage bag and hand it to Su Qian.
She couldn't offer Su Qian any benefits herself now. Su Qian wouldn't be willing to work for her otherwise.
"Yes, Master. Disciple will not fail Master's instructions." Su Qian took the Glazed Canopy Umbrella and turned to leave Su Xianrou's chambers.
"Mother."
"Yin'er, choose two magical artifacts and hide them." Su Xianrou glanced at her daughter, showing some dissatisfaction with her tearful demeanor. Crying was useless; she ordered directly.
Chu Xiyin acted quickly, selecting two of the most powerful magical artifacts. Just as she put them into her storage bag, Chu Chang entered.
"Father." Seeing Chu Chang enter, Chu Xiyin felt fear, her body starting to tremble uncontrollably.
"Xianrou, are you feeling any better?" Chu Chang walked directly to Su Xianrou's side, looking at his wife, who was covered in injuries and devoid of spiritual energy, a hint of sadness in his expression.
"Am I feeling any better in this state?" Su Xianrou looked up, her gaze falling on the man with whom she had been a dao companion for many years. "I have brought shame upon you."
"Xianrou, don't say that." Chu Chang sighed and sat by her bed. "You have lost all your spiritual energy. I will send you back."
Su Xianrou's body trembled violently. He was so eager to get rid of her.
"I can go, but I want to take Yin'er with me."
"No."
Chu Chang refused without a second thought.
The major sects were still angry, and Chu Xiyin could not leave yet.
"Then I will remain in the Xuanxin Sect." Su Xianrou looked steadily at Chu Chang, leaving no room for negotiation.