One person established a clan

Chapter 385 A Cool Kiss

[Absorbed pure spiritual energy: 4,500 years] [Dark Domain Profound Qi: 500 years] [Evil and unclean spiritual energy: 3,000 years]

After sweeping through all parts of the Immortal Mountain battlefield, the harvest was extremely rich.

In order to successfully suppress the patriarch of the Chen clan, Su Cheng had almost exhausted all his resources.

And with this replenishment, it's now completely full again.

"Roar--!"

The seven-headed demonic dragon raised its head and roared, its voice shaking the surrounding area, as if venting its exhilaration after a fierce battle.

The surrounding demonic shadows were also restless, clearly having absorbed many demonic cores of the five races' spirit beasts during their sweep, thus growing stronger.

This sight filled the cultivators from the distant immortal sects with both awe and fear.

Only now, fighting side by side, have they truly realized just how terrifying these demonic shadows are.

Not only is it immortal and indestructible, but it also knows no fatigue. Its spiritual energy is boundless and inexhaustible. After a fierce battle, its aura has become even more powerful.
"No wonder the five clans are so afraid of Su Cheng."

"Shall we go up and pay our respects?"

On the scorched earth battlefield filled with the smoke of gunpowder, the thoughts of many cultivators gradually began to stir again.

However, the elders and higher-ups of the immortal sect quickly gave each other a subtle warning with their eyes, and the cultivators from all sides had no choice but to retreat awkwardly, not daring to step forward rashly.

"call--"

Su Cheng repeatedly confirmed that there were no more hidden dangers on the battlefield before moving to Eleven's side.

"Are you injured?"

"It's alright." Eleven sheathed her sword, raised her fair wrist slightly, and casually wiped away the bloodstains on her cheek.

Her expression remained aloof, her indifferent gaze sweeping over the ravaged battlefield. "It's all thanks to you who slew the bandit leader, shattering the morale of the five tribes' armies, that we were able to win this battle so easily... Hmm?"

Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly felt a cool sensation on her cheek.

Eleven was slightly taken aback, and when she looked up, she saw Su Cheng's hand gently touching her cheek.

"you"

As soon as she parted her lips, her eyes darted around and she noticed that the wound had been treated with a magical medicine.

"...This is unnecessary."

Eleven turned her face away slightly awkwardly: "This little scratch will heal itself in a moment."

Su Cheng smiled and said, "Just in case. There's no guarantee that those cold arrows won't be mixed with some insidious curses or poisons."

"Don't worry about it."

Seeing that Eleven's words were not sincere, Bai Lingling, nestled in Su Cheng's arms, had a flicker in her eyes and felt a strange sensation pass through her heart.

Since ascending to the upper realm, everyone has been traveling non-stop and has hardly had a chance to get to know each other properly.

Now that the fighting had temporarily ceased, she had the leisure to observe carefully and only then did she notice the woman before her.
It's rather strange.

Although his appearance was unfamiliar, his eyes and demeanor inexplicably brought a sense of familiarity.

It's as if some old nemesis or arch-enemy from long ago was like this.
"Master Su!"

Just then, calls came from all over the battlefield.

Su Cheng looked in the direction of the sound and saw many cultivators gradually approaching, including some familiar faces from the Wen family.

"Young Master Su, this battle is entirely thanks to everyone's great help!"

An elder of the Wen family stepped forward first, beaming, and repeatedly clasped his hands in greeting. "A beautiful victory!"

"Exactly! Well done!" A chorus of praise rose and fell, causing the usually icy Eleven to sigh quietly. His gaze swept over Su Cheng, who was being polite to everyone, and his brows softened slightly.

As the fighting subsided, the group did not linger on the battlefield.

Many wounded soldiers needed treatment, and the battlefield was in ruins that needed to be cleaned up. Even though the three immortal sects won this battle, they were ultimately severely weakened.

After exchanging brief pleasantries with the elders of various clans, Su Cheng and his entourage were warmly welcomed back to the Wen family's residence for a temporary rest.

crunch--

As the door closed softly, Su Cheng quietly left the bedroom.

He had freshened up and changed into clean clothes, and his energy and spirit had been fully restored.

But unlike him, Xuan'er and the others had exhausted themselves in this battle. Even Aunt Jing was quite tired from suppressing the Dark Domain, so she naturally needed to meditate and recuperate for a while. "—Your body is really robust."

A clear, melodious female voice suddenly rang out from the courtyard, drawing Su Cheng back to his senses.

Looking back, one could see a tall, elegant figure in a black dress sitting alone in the courtyard, seemingly sipping tea calmly.

"Aren't you too?"

Su Cheng smiled gently and stepped closer. "After fighting on the battlefield for so long, you don't seem tired at all."

Eleven put down his teacup and glanced at him indifferently: "My physique is just as special as yours, and I also have the ability to become stronger the more I fight."

Su Cheng raised an eyebrow slightly. He only knew that Eleven's current body possessed a peculiar bloodline, but he had not delved into the mysteries within it.
"But even without the power of physical constitution and bloodline, these cultivators from the five races shouldn't require me to put in any effort."

Eleven gestured for him to sit down. "As for you, have you gained any insights from your battle against the Ancestor of the Chen Clan?"

"Uh"

Su Cheng pondered for a moment, then sighed, "The Realm of Divine Emptiness is truly terrifying."

Eleven couldn't help but glance at him sideways: "You've already killed him, why do you say that?"

"Although I have only been cultivating for a short time, I have managed to gain some insight and knowledge over the years."

Su Cheng spoke eloquently: "I can see that the person used force to break through the Divine Void Realm, but his foundation is weak and his cultivation is unstable. He probably doesn't even qualify as half a Divine Void Realm cultivator."

Even so, the aura he exuded at that moment made my bones creak and groan, as if they were about to be crushed.

Without Xuan'er and the puppet joining forces, and the timely support of the three divine weapons, it would have been difficult to harm them even slightly with their own supernatural abilities alone.

"good."

A hint of approval flashed in Eleven's eyes.

She exhaled a wisp of tea fragrance and murmured, "You were not blinded by victory and were still able to think calmly, which is commendable."

Su Cheng chuckled: "You're praising me for this?"

"Your cultivation period is still short, yet you are so clear-headed; you certainly deserve praise."

Eleven snorted lightly: "However, you still overestimate him."

That fool thought he had reached the Divine Void realm and was invincible, but in reality, he hadn't even used a tenth of his abilities, nor could he unleash a single ounce of the power of the Divine Void realm.

Su Cheng's lips twitched slightly as he listened. "What you're saying makes him sound even weaker."

"Just the truth."

Eleven glanced at him again. "If you encounter an opponent at the Divine Void Realm again in the future, do not be so reckless. Such beings are not something you can deal with with your little tricks."

Su Cheng's mind stirred slightly, and he nodded with a smile: "I will remember your teachings, young lady."

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Eleven's lips parted slightly, but the words that were about to come out were silently swallowed back.

She took out an ancient sword and placed it on the stone table.

"Duanmu is resting now. Could you erase the divine soul imprint on this captured sacred object?"

"Naturally."

With a casual stroke, Su Cheng erased all traces from the God-Slaying Machine, leaving it looking brand new and radiating an ancient glow.

Eleven's eyes flickered, and he quietly said, "Take this sword for self-defense."

"You do not want?"

"The power of sacred objects is not easy to control." She hesitated slightly as she said this.

Seeing her hesitation, Su Cheng couldn't help but smile: "This shy look is not like you, young lady. If you have something to say, just tell me directly."

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Eleven sighed silently, her slender fingers slightly hooking: "Sit closer."

"Hmm?" Su Cheng raised an eyebrow slightly and sat down beside her as instructed. "Miss, I have something important to discuss with you—"

Before he could finish speaking, the woman in the black dress beside him quietly stood up, leaned closer, and placed a light kiss on his forehead.

"This was a brilliant victory; this serves as a reward."

(End of this chapter)