Su Che dearly wanted to say to Ye Yin, "Nongyue really has no grudge against me."
Unfortunately, he could not say it.
Blackblood Old Devil had originally been a mere mortal. Later, he encountered a stroke of fortune and obtained a fragment of the Ancient Era Devil Sect's secret inheritance, the "Blood God Scripture." He later traveled north to the Northern Wasteland, completed the inheritance, and attained the fruit of the Longevity Realm.
When he headed south to establish his own school, he came into conflict with the Longevity Sect. The two sides killed each other for years on end. The grudge between the Blackblood Esoteric Church and the Longevity Sect, set against the grand backdrop of the Southern Wastes Demon Cult, was about the same as children fighting.
It simply did not rank.
As for Nongyue, she ranked even less in Su Che's mind—merely an ordinary Void Step cultivator.
Third Young Master Su was broad-minded and refined. He could even share a cup of tea with Ye Yin of White Deer Grotto; Nongyue's little matter was nothing at all.
Had the Blackblood Esoteric Church not merely stormed the Longevity Sect's gates, killed a large number of disciples, and occasionally launched a few sneak attacks?
But what the hell did that have to do with my Yellow Heaven Sect?
Having been born in the Southern Wastes, one could not avoid this kind of dog-eat-dog nonsense.
Without the Blackblood Esoteric Church, there would be a Whiteblood Esoteric Church. Take one step back and the sea and sky stretched wide; endure for a moment and winds and waves lay still.
This world should have less fighting and killing.
"Back in the Endless Kingdom, I rewarded her with a sword strike. I never expected that beast to still dare show herself."
Su Che