Lovesick Heartbreak Red

Su Cheng had also completed the final arrangements and was on his way back to Spirit Hall.

A few days earlier, he had first made a trip to Holy Soul Village. As expected, Tang Hao was living there in seclusion.

As for his son, Tang San, just as expected, he was merely an ordinary brat. Raised by that deadbeat father of his, he had grown up sallow and skinny.

If not for the charity of kindhearted villagers, he probably would have been even worse off. As long as he did not starve to death, that was apparently enough.

Su Cheng did not know whether Tang San's transmigration in the original work had involved some hidden circumstances, nor did he have any interest in looking into it for now.

It was enough to know that Tang San in this world was an ordinary person with no other cheats besides Twin Martial Souls.

Tang Hao had probably noticed him, but he clearly could not have recognized the disguised Su Cheng. He merely took him for a passing ordinary soul master. He evidently did not think a Three-Ringed Soul Grandmaster could see through his true identity, so he paid it no mind.

As for the Soul Hunting Forest, Su Cheng had carefully investigated the distribution of soul beasts within it. Once this simulation ended and he returned to reality, he could select a soul beast from there as the choice for his martial soul's First Soul Ring.

Besides that, he had also conveniently found the Blue Silver Emperor's current hiding place. After all, using a waterfall nearly a hundred zhang high as a landmark made it far too easy to locate.

As for Yu Xiaogang, he was not much different from the character profile Su Cheng had prepared in advance.

In terms of ability alone, he could not be called outstanding, but he was not particularly unbearable either. He was just an ordinary waste.

However, his character was indeed terrible. He had been easily swayed by the benefits Su Cheng offered and became another key piece on the chessboard.

Several days later, Su Cheng returned to Spirit Hall without a sound.

He was not directly under Bibi Dong's command, but belonged to the Elder Hall system, so naturally he had no need to report to her.

After pushing open the door to his room, he found someone standing by the window, motionlessly gazing at the scenery outside.

The slanting sunlight edged her tall figure in gold, while her long golden hair fluttered gently in the breeze coming through the window.

It was Qian Renxue.

"What are you spacing out for?" Su Cheng said casually as he walked to the table and poured himself a cup of tea.

His cultivation was not high, and to make his movements more convenient, he had not used any means of transportation. His throat was rather dry.

In truth, Qian Renxue had noticed Su Cheng's approach long ago. She was more familiar with his footsteps than anyone.

She had not gone out to greet him immediately only because she needed to calm the turbulent, complicated emotions in her heart.

Only now had her feelings eased slightly.

She turned around with feigned calm, a smile appearing on her face. "Teacher, you're back."

Seeing Qian Renxue's slightly reddened eyes, Su Cheng understood.

He glanced at her without saying anything and quickly walked behind the table.

After looking at the drawer, he finally asked, "You know now?"

Qian Renxue panicked at first upon hearing this. Then, the emotions she had desperately suppressed over the past several days became impossible to control any longer, and her eyes instantly reddened.

"I'm sorry, Teacher. I'm truly sorry..."

"...Sigh."

Su Cheng's feelings were somewhat complicated as well.

Though he had made his plans long ago, he was not made of stone.

How could he remain completely unmoved while using someone who trusted him with all her heart like this?

But regardless of how he felt, with the talent of a Veteran Actor, he could always reveal not the slightest flaw on the surface.

"Tell me what you think."

"I don't know." Qian Renxue looked lost.

She had only learned of this matter not long ago. Her grandfather had concealed the truth as well, and there was simply no one around her she could confide in.

Her previous composure had merely been a mask.

Seeing this, Su Cheng did not urge her. He poured another cup of tea and pushed it before Qian Renxue. "Then listen to me first.

"Your father's death may not have been your mother's intention. Although I do not know what happened back then, there may have been other hidden circumstances involved. Divine inheritance is not entirely a good thing either."

"Bibi Dong... is she going to become a god?"

"I don't know." Su Cheng shook his head. "But no matter what, only when your own strength is sufficient will you be qualified to seek out the truth. Do you understand?"

Qian Renxue nodded thoughtfully, and her expression gradually settled.

"So right now, you do not need to think about anything else. Just focus on improving your own strength."

"Oh, right, Teacher, my grandfather... why did he..." Qian Renxue seemed to remember something and suddenly mentioned Qian Daoliu, her expression somewhat hesitant.

"What about the High Priest?"

"He seems to know about what happened back then, but why won't he tell me the truth?"

A few days ago, when she had questioned Qian Daoliu, the hesitation on his face and the evasiveness in his words had revealed far too much.

It would have been one thing if Qian Renxue had not known the truth, but now that she knew more, she could see all sorts of suspicious details when she looked back on it.

"I think the High Priest has his own difficulties..." Su Cheng took a sip of tea and offered consolation.

As he said this, Su Cheng's expression seemed somewhat complicated, as though he were concealing something.

Qian Renxue froze when she saw that.

The phrase "his own difficulties" could mean many things.

It could mean that his son had been at fault first. It could mean that he did not want Spirit Hall to fall into internal strife. It could also mean that he had Qian Renxue's growth in mind.

It all depended on how the listener interpreted it.

And after seeing Su Cheng's expression, Qian Renxue's first thought was that her grandfather did not want to expose the truth for the sake of Spirit Hall.

Because Qian Daoliu truly was that kind of person.

"...I understand."

Su Cheng looked at her and did not say anything further.

This was enough. Too much would be as bad as too little.

Qian Renxue now harbored hatred and doubts, but she was absolutely nowhere near wanting to kill Bibi Dong. She was still far from that point.

He would need to add fuel to the fire in the future.

After that, neither of them spoke again. They sat there quietly drinking tea.

Yet neither of them felt awkward in that atmosphere.

Qian Renxue especially had suffered torment in her heart over the past few days. Only now did she truly settle down, even finding the moment somewhat comforting.

More than twenty minutes passed before Su Cheng spoke again.

"I brought you something good during this trip. It will be greatly beneficial to your cultivation."

As he spoke, he took a strangely shaped red herb from his Soul Tool.

The very top of the herb resembled a cockscomb, and its veins were a crimson gold. The moment it appeared, the temperature in the entire room rose sharply.

"This is an Immortal Herb called Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower. It can purify your fire attribute and greatly increase its power."

"Should I eat it now?" Qian Renxue curiously examined the Immortal Herb before her.

Naturally, she trusted Su Cheng's words completely.

"...Wait first."

Su Cheng paused at that.

Then, with slight hesitation, he took out another Immortal Herb shaped like a white flower.

Although the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower could greatly nourish pure yang, it was not a perfect fit for Qian Renxue. It might even suppress the sacred attribute of the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul to a certain extent.

"Try this one first. If it does not work, then take the one from before..."

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