One person established a clan

Chapter 213 Returning to the Mountain for the Wedding
[Dark Domain Ink Crystal, containing twenty years' worth of Dark Domain Mystic Energy] [Absorbable]

Su Cheng put the ink crystal back into his spatial storage and pondered to himself.

It seems these creatures from the Dark Realm are trying to make amends?

However, since the other party's background was unknown and there was no trace of Dark Domain aura remaining in the surroundings, he had no choice but to give up for the time being.

"Master Su."

The four elders of the Spirit Clan gathered around, their faces filled with undisguised astonishment: "That creature from the Dark Realm just now seemed to be related to you..."

"We've had a few dealings, so I've given you some face."

The elders exchanged bewildered glances, their curiosity growing even stronger.

Having lived for over a hundred years, this was the first time they had ever seen beings from the Dark Realm treat cultivators with such courtesy.

The scene just now felt like a reunion with an old friend.
Seeing that Su Cheng didn't want to say more, they wisely refrained from pressing him for details.

The Third Elder turned his gaze to Flo, who was being helped up: "Is this young lady injured?"

"It's just overexertion; I need to rest."

Su Cheng calmly explained, "We have just entered the depths of this wondrous place and discovered its secrets."

"Secret?! Could you elaborate, young master—"

"It's not some heirloom, but a seal."

Su Cheng shook his head and said, "An extremely dangerous entity is suppressed within. Once the seal is broken, I'm afraid the entire Thousand Peaks Ridge will suffer."

These words immediately shocked the four elders.

"Beneath this wondrous realm lies a seal?"

Could it be that the sudden appearance of the creatures from the Dark Domain was due to something within the Strange Realm?
"We have reinforced the seal, so there is no problem for now. I will come back to deal with it when the seal loosens in the future."

Su Cheng's expression gradually darkened: "I advise you all that the people of the four clans should not approach the wondrous realm again, lest something else happen."

Having said that, he rode his sword and carried the three of them into the air: "That's all I have to say. You may decide for yourselves."

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The four elders' expressions shifted, and seeing the sword light about to disappear into the distance, they quickly cupped their hands and shouted:
"Thank you for your kind assistance, Young Master Su!"

Before the words were even finished, the purple lightning sword shadow had already pierced through the air and disappeared.

Only four elders remained, their expressions growing increasingly solemn.

"How credible is what Young Master Su said?"

"Now that things have come to this, why would he bother to deceive us? Even if there truly is an extraordinary opportunity within the realm of wonders, it is out of our reach."

The Third Elder looked back at the deep cave: "I never imagined that our ancestors had entrusted us with guarding this wondrous place for generations, all for the sake of a seal."

"Never mind, don't overthink it."

The Grand Elder suddenly waved his hand and said, "This wondrous realm has existed for over a thousand years, and our clan has never gained much benefit from it. Now that it's gone, it's gone. There's no need to regret it."

Upon hearing this, the three elders' pent-up frustration gradually dissipated.

"Young Master Su left in such a hurry; he must have something important to attend to."

"We will visit again during the grand ceremony of the Heavenly Army, and then we will express our gratitude properly."

The Spirit Clan's Grand Elder pondered, "If he clashes with the Heaven-Seizing Alliance again, we can join forces with the Xiao Clan to help him."

After the flying sword had traveled several hundred feet, Su Cheng immediately used the Mysterious Heaven Escape Technique.

In the blink of an eye, the distance of ten thousand miles was covered in an instant, and they appeared on a green mountain.

As the escape technique array patterns dissipated, the swirling spiritual mist dissipated.

"Well"

Hearing the soft panting in his arms, Su Cheng lowered his head and tightened his grip on Flora's slender hand: "Are you still not feeling well?"

"I'm feeling much better."

Flora's face beneath her veil was slightly pale as she slowly exhaled, "After a short rest, I'll be able to move freely again."

"No need to force yourself, just point me in the right direction."

Su Cheng pulled her onto the flying sword, holding her soft body tightly: "Let's go back to Wenyou Mountain now."

"Hmm, that way."

Flo barely managed to raise her hand and point into the distance before leaning against him, exhausted and falling asleep.

Su Cheng gently stroked her smooth, dark hair, then looked at the puppet kneeling beside him.

"Xuan'er, how are you now?"

"My soul power has been significantly depleted, but I can still hold on."

Shi Xuan smiled weakly and said, "That formation is truly powerful; it has broadened my horizons."

"There's no need to push yourself anymore, just rest."

Okay, call me if you need anything.

As the jade hairpin fell silent, Su Cheng couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

The seal of inextricable conflict was only repaired by less than 10% before it almost exhausted Xuan'er's soul power and all of Fuluo's spiritual power.

It's hard to imagine the terrifying power this formation must have possessed at its peak, or how formidable the things beneath it must have been.

"Fortunately, we can hold on for a few more years."

Su Cheng focused his mind and formed a hand seal, causing purple lightning and mist to rise around the flying sword, increasing its speed by another third. Wenyou Mountain was shrouded in mist and clouds year-round, with dark clouds constantly gathering.

A sinister aura lingered in the mountains, resembling a mysterious and unpredictable underworld.

Su Cheng flew on his sword for two days and saw this scene from afar, and couldn't help but look astonished.

"Xiao Fu, is this your sect?"

"Uncle, please don't let Master and the others hear what you're saying later."

Flora slowly finished her practice, giving him a helpless sidelong glance: "They love this kind of gloomy scenery the most."

"how about you?"

"It's not that I dislike it."

Catching a glimpse of her all-black attire, Su Cheng smiled knowingly: "It certainly suits your temperament."

"Don't praise me now."

Flo's ears turned slightly red, and she gently tugged at her sleeve: "I will be meeting Master soon, please allow me to calm down first."

"Why be so nervous?" Su Cheng leaned closer to examine her closely. "Have you been feeling any better after these two days of rest?"

"It's no longer serious."

Flora blushed but tried to remain calm. She had indeed been resting well during the past two days of travel.

However, I did occasionally practice internal energy with my uncle, which I am too ashamed to mention.

"Sister Shi Xuan today..."

"She is still recuperating," Su Cheng said with a light laugh. "Let's go visit your master first."

"Um"

As they approached Wenyou Mountain, Fuluo lightly drew several hand seals with her slender fingers.

"Start the formation."

With a thunderous roar, an invisible barrier slowly unfolded in the vast sea of ​​fog, vaguely revealing the undulating palaces and pavilions in the mountains.

At the same time, several black-robed cultivators descended from the clouds:

"Could it be that the young master has returned?"

“It is I,” Flo replied calmly. “I have returned from Thousand Peaks Ridge and have come to report to my master.”

Several cultivators were slightly surprised, their gazes shifting to Su Cheng and the puppet, and they hesitated before asking:
"Who are these two?"

"He's my good friend."

Flora pursed her lips slightly and said frankly, "My fiancé."

A moment of silence fell over the arena, followed by a collective gasp from all the cultivators. "Young Master, you...you..."

"Close the formation. I'm going to see my master."

"Yes Yes."

The cultivators stammered their agreement, watching the sword light disappear into the distance, still immersed in shock.

They looked at each other, their hearts filled with turbulent emotions.

How could the young master, of such noble birth, suddenly return with his fiancé?!

Before returning to the tranquil bamboo garden, Flora silently touched her chest and closed her eyes to take a deep breath.

Su Cheng sheathed his flying sword and, seeing this, laughed, "Is your master so fierce that you're so uneasy?"

"My master isn't fierce, she's just very authoritative."

Flora looked conflicted, tugging at her sleeve and whispering, "When we pay our respects to Master later, Uncle, please say as little as possible and let me do it."

"Why whisper outside? Come in and say what you have to say."

A hoarse old woman's voice suddenly came, startling both of them.

Su Cheng chuckled, took Fu Luo's slightly cool, soft hand in his grasp, and led the puppet into the bamboo garden.

Inside the pavilion, an old woman dressed in a black robe with gold patterns sat upright. When she saw the three people enter, she coldly flicked her sleeves and stood up.

Although this Lord of the Inquiry had a full head of silver hair, he was dignified and possessed a graceful demeanor.

"hiss--"

Seeing her master's frosty expression, Fuluo's heart tightened, and she secretly pondered how to explain.

Su Cheng was about to bow when the old woman spoke first: "You are Su Cheng?"

"It is I."

"I have heard a little about your deeds."

Lord Wenyou slowly narrowed his cloudy eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "He does indeed look like a handsome man with an extraordinary appearance."

Su Cheng smiled and said, "You flatter me, senior."

"Okay, no need to say more."

Lord Wenyou suddenly raised his hand to interrupt: "Go and make preparations for your wedding ceremony with Luo'er."

".ah?"

(End of this chapter)