Extra - Wen Susu (3)

e sect."You're overthinking things. This is the Monster Forest; even if she was killed, no one would know.""Autumn Moon Chàn still shook her head: "Forget it, I hate killing."Ye Bufan sighed. This lit...A tall young man with a handsome face and dressed in white, rescued the little girl from the black web. He wielded a golden long sword.

He looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old, but the aura he exuded was incredibly powerful.

The moment he appeared, the old Taoist in black was terrified. The other's pressure was simply too strong, many times more powerful than his own.

And he could also see that the sword in his hand was a top-grade fairy artifact.

To be so young and yet to possess such a treasure, it shows that the other party's status and power are beyond what he can afford to offend.

The old Daoist was quick-witted and turned to run the moment he saw the opportunity.

"Xiao Jiu, how are you Are you alright"

A young man held a little girl's hand and carefully checked her from head to toe, making sure she wasn't hurt. Only then did he let out a sigh of relief.

"I'm fine!"

The little girl saw the old Daoist in black escape and shouted, hopping on her feet, “That old geezer ran away! Catch him!”

"Don't worry, he can't escape. If he dares to touch my sister, even if he runs to hell, I will bring him back and kill him all over again!"

The young man's voice was soft, but at this moment, a terrifying murderous intent radiated from him.

Wen Susu stood beside, looking at the young man before her, completely dumbfounded.

She only realized at this moment why she felt a sense of familiarity when she first saw this little girl. It was because she bore a resemblance to Ye Bufan, and the young man in front of her looked exactly like him, almost as if he were carved from the same mold.

But the age is a bit younger and the temperament is also different, it can be confirmed that it's not Ye Bufan, so it should be the other party's children.

The little girl didn't know what she was thinking, she came over to help unlock the sealed acupoints.

"Big sister, are you alright Don't be afraid, with your older brother here, you don't have to be scared of that old bad guy!"

The little girl said excitedly, "This is my brother Ye Qinghuang, I'm Ye Jiucǎi, you can call me Xiaojiu!"

Upon hearing the two names, Wen Susu became even more certain of the other party's identity, and her heart was filled with a myriad of complex emotions.

For so many years, she had been diligently cultivating herself, hoping to be worthy of Ye Bufan. As a result, he already had children and was much stronger than her. This gap made her feel sick with despair.

Could it be that my persistence back then was wrong If I had let go of everything and confessed my feelings proactively, would I have a big child like this now

Just as she was lost in thought, a powerful force swept her up. Ye Qinghuang carried her and Ye Jiucái after the black-robed old man.

The old Daoist in black ran wildly, pushing his speed to the limit. He thought that this would allow him to escape danger, but when he looked back, he found Ye Qinghuang had appeared within sight, and his speed was astonishingly fast, getting closer and closer.

"This..."

Though thousands of zhang still separated them, he could clearly feel the killing intent emanating from her.

"Well, this time I've really messed things up!"

Thinking this way, he fumbled around in a panic and pulled out a jade talisman, crushing it in his hand.

This old Daoist, whose name is Black Sand, comes from the Black Cloud Taoist Temple in Extreme Wind Heaven. It's one of the top-tier major sects, even stronger than Xuanni Monastery.

His master was Elder Blackwind, the Grandmaster's disciple. But this was all a facade; his biological father was Master Heidan, the sect leader. To keep things hidden, he was made to be apprenticed under the Grandmaster instead.

It is the accumulation of various factors that have made this old Taoist so unscrupulous, sowing his wild oats everywhere and bullying the weak.

Although he had caused a few incidents before, they were all suppressed by Heidan's overwhelming strength.

Seeing things were going badly, he immediately crushed the distress jade talisman. Anyone within a radius of ten thousand miles who was strong enough in the sect would come to his rescue.

Even so, he felt uneasy and ran towards the direction of the sect.

Although Ye Qinghuang was accompanied by two people, his speed gradually increased. As they got closer and closer, suddenly a black-clothed old Taoist appeared before them.

Compared to Black Sand Old Daoist, this person's beard and hair were all white, and his aura was even more powerful, having reached the peak of Daluo Immortal.

Hei Yun Dao Guan's third elder, Hei Shui Dao Chang, just received the message and rushed over to provide assistance.

"Elder, please save me!"

The Black Sand Taoist immediately rushed over like he had seen a savior.

"Don't panic, I want to see who dares to touch my Heiyun Dao Guan people!"

As a peak Daluo Immortal, the old Taoist spoke with confidence.

When he saw Ye Qinghuang chasing after him, his expression changed slightly.

A young man, not yet twenty years old, possessed such immense aura that it rivaled even his elders. In his hand, he carried a top-grade immortal artifact.

It's clear to everyone that the background is extraordinary.

The old Taoist's expression shifted slightly, becoming much more conciliatory.

"Master, I wonder why you're pursuing my disciples of the Heiyun Daoist Temple"

"This bastard old geezer dares to bully my sister, hand him over and I won't pursue this matter with your pathetic Black Cloud Daoist Temple!"

Although Ye Qinghuang is young, as the son of the Immortal Emperor, his words and deeds are full of domineering aura.

And among his many siblings, he loved Ye Jiucai the most, truly a doting and overprotective older brother.

If Heisha Old Dao had offended him, he might have been able to keep his life. But if Ye Jiǔcǎi was involved, it would be a direct death sentence with no room for negotiation.

Feeling his powerful aura, Blackwater Daoist's heart tightened. He dared not act rashly before figuring out the other party's capabilities.

"Sir, your younger sister seems unharmed. How about this: for the sake of my Black Cloud Taoist Temple, we call this even I would be eternally grateful."

"Cut the crap, that pathetic Blackcloud Taoist Temple has no clout here."

Ye Qinghuang lost his patience, the golden long sword in his hand pointed forward, "Either get out of my way, or die!"

Heishui Laodao's face instantly fell. He had originally hoped that relying on the sect's face could quell the matter, but he did not expect to be repeatedly stepped on by the other party.

"Little one, don't get too cocky. The Black Cloud Taoist Temple is not to be trifled with."

As he spoke, his aura suddenly exploded.

Wensusu frowned slightly. She had been in the fairy world for twenty years, although she usually practiced in seclusion, she still knew about the top sects.

Feiyun Dao Guan's overall strength was a bit stronger than Xuan Ni An. This old Taoist priest was the third elder, having reached the peak of Daluo Xian. If they continued fighting head-on at this time, they were likely to suffer losses.

Before her stood Ye Bufan's son, who had just saved her again. She didn't want anything to happen to him.

Before I could stop him, fearing his impulsive actions, a massive golden sword beam suddenly slashed through the void.

Ye Qinghuang was originally a ruthless person who didn't speak much. He had said so much before because his parents had urged him to do so. Now that the other party was being unreasonable, he would just take action directly.

Upon truly facing the golden sword beam, Heishui Laodao's expression changed drastically.

Only now did I realize that this young man had been hiding his true strength all along. This sword strike, even an immortal king would find it hard to withstand.

He rushed forward with a sword, but facing the golden blade his strength was completely insignificant.

The sword light dissipated, and he was split in half along with his sword. Even his soul couldn't escape.

(About Ye Jiucai's Nezha head, it's completely a post-Asian Games aftereffect, hahaha.)nother white steamed bun appeared in his palm."Here, move aside for me."Ye Bufan wasn't particularly averse to monsters; he preferred to avoid confrontation whenever possible.With a flick of his wrist...