Little Su, Were You Chased by a Dog??

Su Qingyue did not turn around.

She knew that any verbal exchange would be a waste of her last bit of energy.

These two Alien Races chiefs are each no less powerful than her, let alone when they join forces to hunt each other down.

It's a miracle that she's managed to hold on until now.

At the edge of the Plateau lies a colossal Spatial Rift stretching across the heavens and earth, its dark vortex radiating a chilling aura of destruction.

Our escape route is cut off.

"Force her in!" The Crystal Rock Race Chief's voice was deep and rumbling, like rocks grinding together. "The Source Spirits within the passage will help us tear her into the purest fragments of Origin Source."

The Shadow Demon Chief greedily licked his lips. "This is a top-grade Human Race Dao Seed, and Psychic Master at that! It's incredibly nourishing!"

Hearing the undisguised malice behind her, a resolute glint flashed in Su Qingyue's icy eyes.

To become their nourishment?

Did he suffer utter humiliation and lose his Divine Soul?

She, Su Qingyue, would rather return her cultivation to this world!

Without the slightest hesitation, she pushed the last bit of Mental Power in her body to its limit, transforming it into a beautiful, icy blue Stream of Light, and resolutely plunged into the pitch-black vortex that represented death!

"Foolish woman."

The Shadow Demon Chief gave a cold laugh and stopped at the entrance of the passage.

They are very patient.

The Regional Source Spirit within this passage is immortal and indestructible; any trespasser will be instantly annihilated by the power of its contained rules.

They only need to stay here and guard the place. Soon, the fragments of the woman's Origin Dao Seed will be expelled by the Source Spirit, and then they can simply pick them up.

The moment Su Qingyue rushed into the passage, she felt as if she had crashed into an absolute silence.

She was on high alert, her Mental Power spreading out like a vast net, ready to meet that devastating blow at any moment.

However...

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

The overwhelming pressure representing the power of rules that was expected did not appear.

The entire passageway was empty and eerily quiet.

Where is the Source Spirit?

Su Qingyue's beautiful eyes were filled with confusion and wariness; this situation was completely beyond her comprehension.

Just as she was filled with doubt and uncertainty, the entrance to the passage connecting to other areas behind her suddenly twisted violently.

"Puff!"

As if vomiting, the two figures were thrown out in a disheveled state, rolling several times on the ground.

One of them looked dazed, as if he had been shocked by something.

The other person was a child who looked no more than eleven years old. He dusted himself off and looked completely nonchalant.

Su Qingyue was instinctively startled, and a cold and sharp Mental Power instantly locked onto the two uninvited guests.

She parted her red lips slightly, her voice as cold and clear as ancient ice.

"Who?"

The young man, who seemed to have lost his soul, finally regained a glimmer of life in his empty eyes upon hearing that familiar voice.

He struggled to lift his head, finally seeing Su Qingyue's face clearly. He murmured absentmindedly, "Su Qingyue? How come you're here too..."

It was Shen Xuan.

However, before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a voice.

Chen Fan looked Su Qingyue up and down, noticing her tattered robes and the bloodstains at the corner of her mouth. He grinned, revealing a set of white teeth.

"Hey, Xiao Su, not doing so well, huh? Whose dog chased you here?"

This flippant tone made Su Qingyue's eyebrows furrow instantly.

But she was more concerned about something else at the moment.

She ignored Chen Fan's teasing, her cold eyes filled with shock and confusion as she stared intently at the two of them.

"Where's the Source Spirit? How did you manage to get through?!"

Upon hearing the words "Source Spirit," Shen Xuan, who had just recovered somewhat, once again displayed an absurd expression on his face.

He held up one finger and pointed at Chen Fan, who looked completely innocent.

"He... ate it."

Have eaten?

Su Qingyue's mind went completely blank for a moment.

She couldn't understand the meaning behind those two words at all.

What does "eat" mean?

What to eat?

Eat Source Spirit?

How is that possible!

Just as Su Qingyue was stunned by these earth-shattering words and lost her composure...

Chen Fan, with his arms behind his back, walked around her twice like an old scholar examining antiques, his gaze lingering on her tattered clothes and the bloodstains at the corner of her mouth, finally clicking his tongue in disapproval.

"Little Su, tell me, how did you end up in such a sorry state?" He held up a finger, pointed to himself, and asked earnestly, "Whose dog chased you?"

That flippant tone, tinged with a hint of innocent curiosity, pierced Su Qingyue's momentary daze like a needle.

A surge of emotion, a mixture of shame, anger, and humiliation, welled up inside me.

A rare flush of color appeared on her usually aloof and ethereal face, whether from anger or injury was unclear.

Taking a deep breath, Su Qingyue forcibly suppressed her surging Mental Power and used the most concise language to explain her situation in detail.

"The two Overlord Races of the Chillwind Plateau, the Shadow Demon Race Chief and the Crystal Rock Race Chief."

Her voice regained its usual coldness, but it contained a hint of solemnity and resentment that she herself was unaware of.

"They are very strong." Su Qingyue gritted her teeth. "Each of them is no less powerful than me. If they join forces, I have no chance of winning."

"Oh? Very strong?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Fan raised an eyebrow slightly, and a playful smile appeared on his youthful face.

He looked Su Qingyue up and down, then gave his assessment in a tone of sudden realization.

"Then you're not quite up to the task."

"You!"

These words were more damaging than any vicious curse, completely igniting the last shred of pride in Su Qingyue as a favored daughter of heaven.

She was about to retort when she saw Chen Fan turn around and walk towards the exit of the passage, casually waving his hand at the same time.

"Okay, okay, I got it."

"I'll go out and see what's going on."

As soon as she finished speaking, the small figure stepped out of the dark passage and disappeared into the light of the Chillwind Plateau, amidst Su Qingyue's angry and anxious gaze.

Su Qingyue's heart tightened when she saw that Chen Fan had actually gone out alone.

No!

She struggled to her feet, instinctively wanting to follow them out.

However, just as she took a step, she caught a glimpse of a tall, sword-like figure to her side out of the corner of her eye.

Shen Xuan, the elegant and talented Prodigies one Jiangbei Region, was lying sprawled on the ground, completely lacking any decorum.

He spread his arms and stretched his legs, forming a "big" shape, looking serene and content, as if he had given up thinking and was enjoying life.

Su Qingyue was stunned for a moment, and asked in surprise, "Shen Xuan, you...?"

Shen Xuan didn't look at her. His eyes were blankly staring at the empty darkness at the top of the passage. He sighed slowly in the tone of a wise man who had seen through the vicissitudes of life.

"Never mind."

"Lie down and rest for a while."

"Those two outside..." He paused, a hint of schadenfreude in his voice.

"He's already dead."

Su Qingyue: "?"