You Wanted Freedom, So I Granted You Eternal Freedom

Su Wanqing had been slapped away, crashed heavily onto the arena.

Half of my face was burning.

When I raised my hand to touch it, my fingertips touched a large, swollen palm print.

That slap ignited a fire of anger within me, turning the pent-up resentment into fury.

Why should I?!

All she wanted was to break free from the forced marriage contract imposed on her; what was wrong with that?

Why should they have to suffer and be robbed?

Su Wanqing raised her head fiercely, about to speak.

The moment I met those eyes, I was overwhelmed by an even stronger surge of anger.

Qin Wangchuan was looking down at her.

The anger in those eyes was greater and more intense than hers!

It was as if they wanted to burn her body and bones to ashes!

Smack

Another slap.

This blow was extremely powerful, and blood flew everywhere.

Su Wanqing was slapped so hard she rolled a long way away.

Qin Wangchuan walked forward step by step and stopped in front of her.

"You're wrong?"

No, no.

"You want to break free from the old shackles, escape the forced marriage, and be free."

"No problem, these are all your own matters."

As he spoke, he leaned down, bringing his face closer, close enough for her to see the raging anger surging in his eyes.

But you—

Why drag others into this?

A roar echoed through the sky.

On the high platform, Su Heling looked at her daughter's appearance and subconsciously took a step forward.

Mo Yan immediately raised his hand to stop him.

Mo Yan glanced at him sideways.

What do you want to do?

"Nephew..." Su Heling's voice tightened, "If this continues, Wanqing will be beaten to death."

Don't do anything foolish.

Mo Yan interrupted sharply, his gaze returning to what was below.

"That person is Qin Wangchuan!"

"If she really wanted to kill someone, she would have been dead the first time she made a move, understand?"

As soon as he spoke, Mo Yan had a vague idea of why Su Wanqing had been beaten.

He knew Su Wanqing was also at the Wandao Academy.

However, the other party's attitude towards him wasn't exactly good, and coupled with the heavy workload of cultivation, he didn't pay much attention.

I vaguely heard some rumors along the way, saying that she had climbed the social ladder by marrying into an Imperial Clan.

Thinking of this, Mo Yan sighed earnestly.

"Su Wanqing has been protected too well by you all, how dare she make a move on those people."

"Prepare for her downfall."

"Let me make this clear beforehand: neither the Myriad Phenomena Heavenly Sect nor I will interfere in this matter."

These words were practically tantamount to a death sentence.

Su Heling remained silent, his face filled with melancholy.

How could he not know the situation?

But she was, after all, his own daughter.

On the other side.

Su Wanqing pushed herself up and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.

Upon hearing what Qin Wangchuan asked, she laughed instead.

You mean Ye Lingchuan?

"Ha, come on."

"A man like him, Successor Imperial Clan, a chosen one of heaven, what kind of woman hasn't he seen?"

"If you stumble here today, go back and sleep with someone else for a few nights, and you'll get over it."

"It won't be long before they completely forget about me."

These words made Qin Wangchuan unconsciously take a step back.

He raised his head and looked up at the platform, his gaze meeting Ye Lingchuan's.

Ye Lingchuan heard those words clearly.

So that's what she was thinking.

All that agonizing pain turned out to be so insignificant in the end.

That's enough.

Let's stop here.

He slowly shook his head, took a step back, and stopped looking down.

The meaning is obvious.

'It's up to you now.'

Qin Wangchuan nodded in response.

"I see."

When he first spoke, his tone was no different from usual.

But as the sound faded, it gradually changed.

It became somber, vast, and no longer seemed to come from human beings.

It was a sound that came from the heavens above.

It fell from afar, rolling across the entire sky.

In the end, the entire arena trembled along with the sound.

"You want to break off the engagement."

In an instant, the world lost its color.

"Good."

Dark clouds surged, and a fierce wind rose from all directions.

You want freedom.

The wind surged towards Qin Wangchuan in layers until it completely engulfed his figure.

"OK."

At the eye of the storm, his face was no longer visible.

Only one finger remained, emerging from the churning water, pointing distantly at Su Wanqing's brow.

"I want you, Su Wanqing, to Dharma Cultivator again in this lifetime."

"I can no longer rely on anyone else, nor can I climb onto any powerful backer."

"I have spent the rest of my life wandering, without a fixed abode."

The words had been spoken.

Behind Qin Wangchuan, a giant hand materialized from the void, its five fingers as sharp as mountains, pressing down upon him.

As the palm struck...

A snap.

Su Wanqing's Spiritual Platform shattered instantly, and her heart meridians broke.

The Spiritual Platform is the heart, and also the core of spiritual practice.

If your heart breaks, no matter who you are, you won't survive.

But how could Qin Wangchuan let her die?

With a flick of his palm, a lotus-shaped treasure appeared.

A sliver of light fell, entering Su Wanqing's chest and miraculously reviving her dying breath.

The faint light faded, and the treasure vanished.

He looked down at the disheveled woman coughing up blood.

"You want freedom—and I will give it to you."

"I'll give you freedom you can never escape in your entire life!"

After saying that, Qin Wangchuan turned and left without looking at her again.

Su Wanqing lay on the ground, touching her chest, staring blankly at the departing figure.

She is free.

With her cultivation destroyed, no marriage agreement can bind her anymore.

But the sect couldn't tolerate a useless person; her father, who had once protected her, could no longer protect her.

Free from all attachments.

This time, I am truly free.

But this... is not the "freedom" she wanted.

When Qin Wangchuan returned to the high platform, Chu Wujiu and the others were still standing there in a daze.

"What's wrong?"

Chu Wujiu shook his head.

"Nothing."

That's what I said, but I just couldn't bring myself to say what came after those three words.

Qin Wangchuan just now was truly terrifying.

It's the kind of terror that makes you afraid to even look directly at it.

Looking back, I saw that everyone else had the exact same expression.

The group exchanged glances, and finally Zhao Lingyun spoke first, feigning nonchalance.

"With your words, Divine Son, that woman has no chance of staying in the sect, even if she wanted to."

He hated people like Su Wanqing.

She herself committed many evil deeds, and every single one of them was her own fault.

She stubbornly stuck out her neck, putting on a victim's act, as if the whole world had wronged her.

They had considered taking action before, but given the current situation...

It seems better than killing her.

"This is the freedom she wanted."

"Even if she dies out there, no one will dare to collect her body."

The group chatted incessantly, one after another.

Only Ji Wuchen remained silent, standing quietly behind Ye Lingchuan.

Qin Wangchuan stepped forward and bent down.

He didn't mention a word about the performance on stage just now.

They simply asked, "Have you decided what kind of meat you want to eat?"

Ye Lingchuan shook his head.

Qin Wangchuan didn't ask any further questions.

"Then I'll recommend one to you."

You'll definitely like it.

Let's go.

Ye Lingchuan nodded and stood up.

The group chatted and laughed as they prepared to leave.

Just then, Mo Yan rushed up from below the stage.

"Qin... Divine Son Qin!"

"So Su Wanqing's engagement... actually..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

Qin Wangchuan raised his hand and gestured for him to be quiet.

Looking at Mo Yan, who was panting heavily in front of her, a smile appeared in her eyes.

"We're going to eat barbecue."

Are you coming?

Upon hearing this, Chu Wujiu and the others all turned around and looked at this guy who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere.

His gaze held a hint of scrutiny.

Although they didn't recognize each other, it was Qin Wangchuan who spoke.

Then there's nothing more to say.

Mo Yan felt a chill run down his spine from the stare.

Each and every one of these people is a living legend.

Any one of them could dominate a region and command the respect of countless Prodigy.

Compared to them, I am nothing more than an insignificant little shrimp.

Besides, among all of them, only Qin Wangchuan recognized him.

They were just being polite, but he eagerly followed them.

Wouldn't that be like taking advantage of someone's kindness?

But as the conversation shifted, another thought quietly popped into my head.

Such an opportunity-

This is a once-in-a-lifetime event.

This is the only time!

Thinking of this, Mo Yan opened his mouth.

"I..."

After a long pause, he finally managed to utter the second half of the sentence.

"Holy crap!"