Everyone believed Sui Shen Yue was upright and steady, someone worth relying on.
Only Sui Shen Yuan knew that time and again, he made him sick.
Using the word "enjoy" for Sui Shen blood was itself a desecration, a grave disrespect toward the women of the Sui Shen clan.
Sui Shen Yuan at least liked Sui Shen Yao. To him, she was like a fairy maiden who would melt if held in his palm. He did not possess that obsessive craving for Sui Shen blood.
But Sui Shen Yue was different.
He was about to become a Saint Ancestor, truly stepping into the ranks of Myriadpath Valley's peak experts and becoming a young Dao Ancestor of a million realms.
To him, marrying Sui Shen Yao meant status—and Sui Shen blood!
Not... the girl herself.
Yet Sui Shen Yue never showed this side of himself before outsiders. He only said such things in front of Sui Shen Yuan, messing with his state of mind and allowing fury to devour his reason, causing him to perform poorly.
Sui Shen Yuan could not even tell anyone that Sui Shen Yue was this kind of person.
Because no matter what he said, others would think he was slandering a rival and resorting to underhanded competition.
The older the ginger, the spicier it was.
Sui Shen Yue had not fallen behind in the first trial, then he had said those words. Sui Shen Yuan's mentality truly exploded, and both his eyes reddened.
The two Grand Dao Masters locked eyes fiercely!
After becoming Myriad Cosmos disciples, an age gap of a thousand years was not actually much. As expected, if Sui Shen Yuan reached Sui Shen Yue's age, he might already be a Saint Ancestor.
But now, he was short by precisely those thousand years!
And