Chapter 159: Deliberate Harassment
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Lu Cheng was beside himself with frustration. What was he even doing here?
He was just here to look around! And maybe see if he could take Ye Qinghan out!
Ye Qinghan hadn't seen him, and now he'd caused trouble again!
"Wait, this has nothing to do with us!"
"Nothing to do with you? So I stabbed myself twice? Huh? I'm asking you a question!"
As he spoke, a swarm of minions descended from the sky—clearly not here to celebrate!
"Uh… this has nothing to do with our Tian Dao Pavilion!"
"Oh, I know it's none of our business, but today! Not a single soul from the Tian Dao Pavilion is leaving!"
Lu Cheng was utterly dumbfounded. This Su Cheng was doing this on purpose!
"You fucking moron! If you've got a bone to pick, pick it with the right people! This wasn't our Heavenly Path Pavilion!"
Hungry Hungry heard this and couldn't hold back. Did he think he was joking around with so many of us?
"Fine! You dare insult me? Attack! Kill without mercy!"
Lu Cheng was utterly speechless, but he had no choice but to fight back. He couldn't just stand there and let them cut him down!
Both sides instantly erupted into a fierce battle, while Su Cheng and Yu Lan stood watching from the sidelines.
"Whoa! Look at Elder Lu's boxing style—it's seriously awesome!"
Yu Lan nodded earnestly.
"Yeah, yeah!"
Su Cheng added, "And Hungry Hungry's swordplay is pretty damn impressive too!"
Yu Lan kicked a minor thug to death and nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, yeah!"
Gradually, fewer people came looking for Su Cheng. Honestly, they were all just working for a living—could they really risk their lives?
Who's the target? Look at that Elder Lu—he's a good example!
Elder Lu and Shangguan Rou were also fighting together. Truth be told, with the Wind-Chanting Blade, Shangguan Rou was incredibly powerful, her strength surpassing Elder Lu's by a significant margin!
Even two Demon Clan cultivators at the Spirit Transformation stage had to tread carefully when facing Shangguan Rou. One slip-up, and they'd be cut down!
"Master Su, aren't you going to lend a hand?"
Su Muchan simply stood at the edge of Su City. She was just a frail, ordinary little succubus with low cultivation and no special abilities. She dared not get involved in this battle between immortals.
"Aren't they here for the Heavenly Dao Pavilion? I have no quarrel with them. Why should I help?"
[Heh, it'd be best if they all got killed. Help? I'm not even going to bother attacking them!]
Su Muchan thought to herself, You're a real bastard! But she loved it!
"Husband, aren't we supposed to take down that Hungry Belly too?"
Yu Lan batted her big eyes, already starting to act cute right in front of Su Muchan.
"Not Hungry Belly, it's Belly Hungry. No rush. If we act rashly, won't we just invite gossip?"
Su Cheng gave Yu Lan's little nose a gentle pinch. Their eyes locked, their gazes so intense they seemed to draw threads.
"Ooh, I get it! The Sect Leader wants to wait for Elder Lu to beg for help! That way, we kill the guy without anyone blaming us—after all, he asked us for help!"
Su Cheng chuckled heartily. Yu Lan was truly clever!
Su Muchan chuckled softly. These two were truly wicked!
Su Muchan thought to herself, Who are the real demons here? These two are pure troublemakers!
No wonder Ye Qinghan was like that—turns out the apple doesn't fall far from the tree! Su Cheng taught him all this!
Before long, the battle reached a fever pitch, both sides fighting with bloodlust.
Su Cheng pulled Yu Lan back a few paces, with Su Muchan naturally clinging close by his side—otherwise, she wouldn't even know how she'd meet her end.
At the center of the battlefield, dragons soared and phoenixes danced amidst thunderclaps, lightning flashes, howling winds, and swirling dust!
The golden dragon's phantom form unleashed earth-shattering power, while flames of retribution rose from the ground, painting the sky crimson. Sword formations, thunder spells, curses, and divine manifestations—the chaos was deafening!
Watching the group get beaten to a pulp, Lu Cheng could no longer hold back.
"Master Su, might you intervene? The Heavenly Dao Pavilion will remember this favor!"
Su Cheng pretended not to hear, instead launching into a story for Yu Lan and Su Muchan.
"Once upon a time, there was a mountain where two demons lived. One of them was named…"
"Master Su, Elder Lu seems to be calling you." Su Muchan had sharp ears; she was the only one of the three who heard it.
"Really? You must have misheard." Su Cheng glanced toward the distant battlefield. Lu Cheng was swamped, barely holding his own against three opponents. "Look at him—he's fighting fiercely. When would he have time to speak?"
Su Muchan thought to herself, Must you wait until Lu Cheng is nearly beaten to death before you'll intervene?
With no other choice, Shangguan Rou could only summon Su Cheng's attention to ask for his help.
"Master Su, would you lend a hand to the Heavenly Path Pavilion? Rong'er and the entire pavilion will remember this favor!"
Shangguan Rou was at her wits' end. Even if she were invincible, she couldn't possibly defeat so many opponents alone!
This time, Su Cheng heard her. He rose slowly, feigning reluctance.
"Miss Shangguan, it's not that I'm unwilling to help. It's just that Lingxian Hall and the Northern Domain have never had any connection. Blindly intervening might…"
Before Shangguan Rou could respond, a sword strike sent her flying backward…
"Master Su…"
Su Cheng smiled, then signaled Yu Lan to bring Shangguan Rou over to speak. In the blink of an eye, the five-foot-tall Old Dragon King snatched her by the sleeve and yanked her before Su Cheng as if traversing time itself.
"What is Miss Shangguan wishing to say? Take your time, no rush~"
Su Cheng had even set up a small table, sipping tea with Yu Lan in perfect contentment~
"Master Su, the situation is urgent! I implore you to lend your aid!"
"Oh ho, is that so? Now then, would this be considered helping the Heavenly Dao Pavilion, or helping you, young lady?"
Su Cheng grinned slyly. He wasn't in a hurry. While Shangguan Rou probably wouldn't die, he felt the more Tian Dao Pavilion members perished, the better!
Shangguan Rou dared not presume. She didn't believe she had enough standing to sway Su Cheng.
"Ruo'er dares not overstep. This would be a joint effort between Lingxian Hall and the Heaven's Way Pavilion. What are your thoughts, Master Su?"
【Hah, join forces? Me joining forces with the Heavenly Dao Pavilion? I'm doing you all a favor by not teaming up with that Demon Clan!】
Su Cheng shook his head, his face clearly displeased.
"Then has Rou'er registered this with Ling Mountain? Words alone hold no weight. Should matters escalate later and Master Cheng deny this, how would I account for myself?"
Su Cheng thought to himself: Doesn't Cheng Liang already know?
【Do you really think I'm an idiot?】
【What are you here for? Just to find dirt on me? Do you think I'd kill someone right in front of you?】
【So you can condemn me with words and pens, accuse me of stirring chaos, then raise the banner of justice to rally righteous warriors against me?】
【Though I fear nothing, Lingxian Hall is still a reputable orthodox sect. Shouldn't we uphold integrity and conduct ourselves with propriety?】
Shangguan Rou and Su Muchan exchanged a glance, both understanding perfectly.
But Shangguan Rou glanced at Elder Lu struggling to hold on behind them—he truly couldn't last much longer…
"This is an urgent matter. How about you help Rou'er? As the First Disciple of the Heavenly Dao Pavilion, how could I bear to watch my brothers and sisters slaughtered by villains?"
Su Cheng feigned deep contemplation, appearing intensely conflicted.
"Miss Shangguan and Qinghan are sisters. Since Miss Shangguan has a request, I shall lend my aid…"
Upon hearing this, Shangguan Rou saw an opening. She hadn't expected her influence to be so significant!
"Then please, Master Su, help Rou'er quickly!" Shangguan Rou was speechless. Just this moment of hesitation had cost the Heavenly Dao Pavilion several more gravely wounded and several more dead…
Su Cheng exhaled deeply, as if a turning point had arrived. He spoke: "However, mere words hold no weight. Would it not be better if you provided me with a written agreement? Simply state that you requested my assistance, and that this is not Lingxian Hall bullying the weak. What do you say?"
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