SSS-level catastrophe? That's my wife!

Lin Ye looked up at his son, silently lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and sighed, his voice becoming deep and resonant through the mask:

"Kid, since you're called a leading figure of this era, you can't be this weak."

"Tonight, I'm just killing time anyway..."

"I might as well... practice with you..."

"Hmm... I'll also help you improve while I'm at it..."

Lin Mu's eyes widened in surprise, and his brows furrowed.

He couldn't understand what this person with terrifying strength wanted to do!

He wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, and the icy domain beneath his feet swept outwards, instantly freezing the ground into a thin layer of ice.

The overwhelming pressure from Zhenbei City flashed through his mind, and his voice was icy: "Who exactly are you?"

"Was that aura that appeared in Zhenbei City last night yours?!"

"Kid, asking too many questions won't do you any good."

"Stop talking nonsense. There's no one else on the entire continent who has the chance to have me personally spar with them."

The words were spoken.

Lin Ye silently pulled out the Seven Wolves leather belt from his waist!

The belt left a trail of afterimages in the air, and a deep voice added, "Kid, let me see your full strength."

The moment Lin Mu saw the belt, his face darkened completely.

"An old man teasing a child? You dare to challenge me?!"

"boom--"

Lin Mu's aura as a seventh-level advanced cultivator erupted suddenly, and his dual ice and fire domains burst forth!

The two forces intertwined to form a tsunami, sweeping outwards in all directions!

The ground was scorched red by the flames, then instantly frozen by the ice, creating a bizarre scene of intertwined fire and ice.

Lin Ye smiled with satisfaction, thinking to himself: I'm just one step away from the eighth rank.

That brat, he really did inherit his father's genes.

But then he frowned:

That's not right. The brat didn't show the slightest fluctuation of energy in his body the day he came home months ago...

No wonder she fainted on the street back then...

This kid must have come back from the forbidden city on the verge of death.

He watched as the overwhelming domain of ice and fire rushed towards him, and his figure vanished from the spot in an instant!

The seven wolf leather belts in his hand suddenly lashed out at Lin Mu's body!

The belt sliced ​​through the air with a sharp "whoosh" sound, each strike deliberately avoiding Lin Mu's face!

……

9:00 in the evening.

At the northernmost point of Ming City, at the entrance of a small mountain village surrounded by mountains.

Groups of elderly people were walking home together.

Only the village chief, holding a hoe, remained sitting on the stone bench at the village entrance, his rough hands repeatedly rubbing the hoe handle.

He would occasionally glance at the winding dirt road outside the village and sigh softly:

"The shovel hasn't returned all day, and the girl he brought back hasn't come back either."

"Sigh...it seems the breakup really hit Tieqiao hard."

After a long while, the village chief's cloudy eyes suddenly lit up.

Two blurry figures slowly emerged from the twilight. A smile of satisfaction unconsciously crept onto his lips as he murmured:

"Good lad, he actually managed to get it back!"

"This honest-looking guy is actually quite capable; the girl must have been moved by his sincerity."

But as the two approached, the village chief's smile froze instantly, and his brows furrowed sharply.

The woman in the black dress on the left remained aloof and ethereal.

Black high heels with red soles clicked crisply on the concrete, the hem of her skirt swaying gently with each step, like a pristine black lotus untouched by dust.

The man on the right had a bruised and swollen face, with bruises around his eyes, and a few blades of grass stuck to the black shovel he was carrying.

His black clothes were torn in countless places, revealing his mud-covered skin, making him look extremely disheveled.

The two stopped in their tracks as they walked to the village chief's side.

An Shuyao glanced at him with her cold eyes before looking away, her gaze completely unwavering.

Tiezhao forced a simple, honest smile, his voice a little hoarse:

"I'm back, Village Chief Hoe."

The village chief was taken aback by his bruised and swollen face. He leaned closer and asked, "Shovel, what happened to your face and clothes?"

"He probably went out to get into a fight, didn't he?"

He paused, a hint of curiosity flashing in his eyes:

"Did they win or lose?"

Tieqiao scratched his head and grinned: "Nothing much, village chief. I just got chased and bitten by a mad dog all day."

"Is that so..."

Before the village chief could finish speaking, his eyes suddenly widened!

An Shuyao's black high heels slammed into the hem of the shovel!

"groove!"

The shout of the shovel had barely faded when An Shuyao's jade-like feet hovered at his hem, her long black dress fluttering with the movement.

She looked at him with a cold, detached gaze:

"Have you forgotten how you begged for mercy like a dog?"

"If we forget, I wouldn't mind letting that scene repeat itself."

After saying that, she slowly lowered her raised foot and walked into the village in her high heels.

As Tie Qiao watched her retreating figure, his face instantly darkened, and he gritted his teeth, muttering under his breath, "Crazy woman!"

"What goes around comes around. Sooner or later, Grandpa Shovel will make you howl in despair!"

The village chief suddenly leaned closer, his cloudy eyes gleaming with gossip, and lowered his voice:

"Shovel, tell me, what happened between the couple?"

"ha!??"

The shovel looked at him blankly and quickly waved its hand to explain:

"You're kidding me, what kind of couple are you?!"

"She's just a freeloader, don't spread rumors!"

Looking at his earnest expression, the village chief sighed inwardly: "He's really blinded by his own involvement!"

This silly child, so deeply in love without even realizing it.

He finally sighed, patted the shovel on the shoulder, and said earnestly, "I understand, the village chief understands you, we've all been through this."

"Remember to be gentle when you talk to her at night. Don't be so silly all the time. She's a girl who seems cold on the outside but is warm on the inside..."

"Give me a break! You have absolutely no idea how cruel she is!"

He snapped the shovel in half, turned, and headed back into the village, adding urgently, "Um, I'm heading back now, village chief!"

"I'll visit you another day!"

The village chief watched his retreating figure and shook his head helplessly, a hint of regret in his eyes: "He's incredibly stupid..."

"Such a beautiful woman, would she really stay in this mud house in the mountains with you every day just to freeload off you?"

"What's she after? Does she enjoy suffering?"

"Sigh... why am I so dense?"

"Please don't end up like me, missing out on a lifetime of happiness in your youth because of your pride and stubbornness..."

After a while.

In the earthen house and courtyard.

An Shuyao sat gracefully on the stone bench, her two fair and slender legs visible beneath her black skirt.

The sound of steady footsteps approached from afar.

He carried a jet-black shovel into the yard, his face showing obvious impatience.

He slammed the shovel against the courtyard wall and walked straight toward the earthen house, not even sparing her a glance.