CHAPTER 317
A Request
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As Su Cheng and Xu Zhanfeng conversed, Xu Zhanfeng and Yu Lan simultaneously turned their heads toward the window.
"Who?"
Su Cheng followed their gaze, inwardly wondering who taught them this habit.
This door was truly redundant. Why ignore the door and insist on using the window?
"Youwei, is that you?"
Three loud thuds echoed against the windowpane, and Su Cheng sensed something was amiss.
This wasn't someone he knew!
Youwei never knocked on doors. Given Chu Youwei's temperament, she'd likely prefer a dramatic entrance that startled him.
Waving his hand to signal Yu Lan and Xu Zhanfeng to leave first—in reality, to create a safe distance—Su Cheng spoke slowly.
"They're gone. Come in."
Outside the window, it seemed to be a shy figure. Seeing the hesitation, Su Cheng opened the window to take a look.
The instant he opened it, Su Cheng was startled.
Truthfully, Su Cheng had assumed their first meeting would also be their last.
He truly hadn't expected to see this little fellow again.
None other than the very same Elder Cangjue who had faced him at his peak, battling for three days and three nights.
Yep, she's here!
Great! It's Elder Medicine-Drinking Bandit!
Next door…
"Senior Sister, trouble! It's that wicked elder!"
"Huh?" Ye Qinghan looked puzzled. A bad elder?
Li Shiyao's little mouth chattered on and on, but she couldn't explain it clearly.
"Senior Sister, her! The elder, bad! Medicine! Quick! No! Stop her!"
Li Shiyao was frantic with panic, desperate to dash over and retrieve the incriminating evidence. But Ye Qinghan grabbed her by the back of the neck!
"Hold on, Shiyu. If you go take the tea now, Master will definitely notice!"
"But if I don't take it away, that evil elder will drink all the tea!"
Ye Qinghan thought to himself, Is that even possible?
Is that even right?
Impossible. Who would actually enjoy drinking…
"Let's wait and see what she's here for."
Dongfang Jue nodded. After all, last time was an accident. With Cangjue having learned from that loss, he probably wouldn't recklessly drink Lingxian Hall's tea again.
"Senior Sister, I agree. If we stay put, perhaps she won't drink the tea today after all?"
Li Shiyao pouted. In her eyes, Cangjue was nothing but trouble!
If not for her, Master would have drunk the tea last time!
But both Senior Sister and Junior Sister said so…
"Alright…"
In Su Cheng's room, Su Cheng stared blankly at Cang Jue, who wore a look of slight grievance. He thought to himself, this guy…
"What's wrong?"
Cang Jue had been sitting across from him for a while, not uttering a single word.
His eyes held a hint of resentment, mixed with a touch of hurt.
His expression seemed to hold some unspeakable secret, tinged with a hint of humiliated resentment.
"Did you come here just to glare at me to death?"
Cang Jue remained silent, glaring at Su Cheng with those mournful little eyes.
You say she wants to kill Su Cheng, yet she can't bring herself to do it, knowing she's no match for him.
You could say she wanted to be with Su Cheng, but her pride stood in the way—how could she stoop so low to do such a thing?
Cangjue's inner turmoil was unfathomably complex at that moment—a whirlwind of awkward, twisted, and bizarre thoughts churning endlessly.
[He must despise me.]
【I've decided—the next time we meet, I'll kill him!】
【Ah! Cangjue! What on earth are you doing?】
【What is he looking at? I'm not exactly… easy on the eyes…】
【Would he even help me?】
【If I ask, he'll definitely look down on me!】
【He might even blackmail me—after all, he's capable of drugging girls!】
【If he blackmails me, should I refuse? But if I refuse, he definitely won't help me.】
【If I do that, how am I any different from those trashy people?】
【But… time is running out…】
Su Cheng was a bit bewildered. What was going on?
This guy showed up without saying a word—did he come here just to glare at me?
"You wouldn't be wanting something but too embarrassed to say it, would you…"
Cang Jue immediately bristled, loudly protesting.
"Bullshit! I don't want it!"
Su Cheng wore a benevolent expression. "So, Elder Cangjue, you didn't actually come here just to glare me to death, did you?"
"Of course not…"
Cangjue's voice trailed off, growing so faint even she couldn't hear the last words.
Cangjue's younger brother was trapped in the Dead Ground, but Ling Mountain and the Human Emperor's forces had already sealed off the area around it. It seemed… extremely dangerous.
With a long sigh, Cangjue finally came to terms with it. What could possibly be more important than her brother?
"I heard from the Heavenly Dao Pavilion that Sect Leader Su seems to know the Dead Grounds very well, and might even have a way to clear that black mist."
Su Cheng froze, silently wondering why this person would say such a thing.
[Was Ling Shan the one who sent her?]
【Is this a test? Or…】
Su Cheng's expression abruptly hardened, his face growing grave. If this was Ling Mountain's doing, it demanded serious attention.
To treat someone this way was truly despicable.
But then again, Ling Mountain was capable of such things. So-called immortal sects were, at their core, just another faction.
He didn't mind going with the flow, letting Ling Mountain lose the watermelon only to have the sesame seeds snatched away.
"If Ling Mountain wants information about the Dead Ground, what exactly does sending you here signify? A seduction tactic? Hah."
"I know nothing of the Dead Ground. If Ling Mountain sent you to gather intelligence, you'll likely return empty-handed."
Cangjue was somewhat surprised by Su Cheng's attitude, but she had no right to be angry.
After all, she was the one seeking his help. Perhaps Su Cheng disliked Ling Mountain, perhaps he disliked her—it didn't matter much to her.
"It's me who wants to know… about the Dead Land. This morning, the area around Xiu Mountain was sealed off by Ling Mountain and the armored soldiers under the Human Emperor's command."
"My brother… is still on Xiu Mountain. He's been out of contact for a long time…"
Her head hung low. It was obvious that the Elder of Ling Mountain's Xiao Yao Peak rarely needed to ask anyone for favors.
"It's extremely dangerous there. You'd be wise not to even consider sneaking in."
Cang Jue snapped his head up, eyes widening as if he'd spotted an opportunity!
"So you know about the Dead Ground!"
Su Cheng pursed her lips. This time, she fell silent, simply staring at Cang Jue.
Su Cheng couldn't understand. By all logic, shouldn't she have sought Ling Mountain's help for this?
Cang Jue fidgeted, hesitating for a long moment before finally making up her mind.
"You… fine. If you're willing to tell me about the Dead Ground and that black mist, I can…"
Su Cheng looked utterly speechless: "Stop! You can't! You absolutely mustn't!"
Su Cheng paused, thought for a moment, then continued, "Put away those strange notions. I just want to know why you came to me. With Ling Mountain's numerous people, they're obviously far more reliable than I am."
Cang Jue: ????????
What does that mean? Is she not performing well? Damn man! What the hell do you mean? Now you look down on me?
But Cangjue couldn't very well make a scene. Her cheeks flushed crimson as she swallowed her anger…
After all, she needed his help. Bite the bullet for peace, step back for a brighter future—all for her brother!
"This time… I'll… serve you… if you wish…"
Tears fell onto her skirt hem. Su Cheng couldn't see her expression now—perhaps she was gritting her teeth in anger, or perhaps she was overcome with shame.
"Just tell me about the Dead Ground… I only have this one family member left…"
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