Su Chen walked slowly along the path with his hands behind his back. Ahead, the mountains were majestic and the terrain was open, resembling a giant dragon coiled up or a long-lived tortoise lying dormant. This place seemed like a fairyland.
In the distance, majestic mountains rise imposingly, piercing the clouds. Soon, he will arrive at the Mystic Hall.
Nearby, a celestial waterfall cascades down a rocky cliff, the air is filled with the fragrance of herbs, and rare and exotic beasts frequently appear. The surrounding immortal Immortal Qi is extremely dense; if an ordinary person lived here for a long time, they would probably become a cultivator without even needing to cultivate.
"You're finally back." A clear voice rang out, like the song of a nightingale, ethereal and melodious, lingering in Su Chen's ears.
Su Chen paused, looking ahead. A woman appeared, her dress fluttering, her body slender and shapely, her curves undulating, her face exquisite, like a fairy from a painting.
Su Chen looked at the woman, a smile playing on his lips. "Truly impressive, breaking through to the Immortal Emperor in such a short time."
Yan Qingwu shook her head and smiled sweetly, saying softly, "Compared to you, what am I?"
Petals fluttered down, enveloping Yan Qingwu and making her appear otherworldly, as if she did not belong to this world.
Su Chen, without blushing or skipping a beat, said without any modesty, "Well... compared to me, I am indeed a bit lacking."
Yan Qingwu rolled her eyes, her beautiful hair flying in the wind, exuding a faint fragrance. Compared to before, she now appeared more noble, sacred, and inviolable.
Because she had recently broken through to the Immortal Emperor Realm, reaching the Early Immortal Emperor, the aura she inadvertently revealed was incredibly powerful.
As they walked and chatted, they discovered even more auspicious signs in the mountains: flocks of colorful cranes, soaring phoenixes, fragrant orchids, and Immortal Qi atmosphere permeating the air.
Yan Qingwu, her robes fluttering, her figure graceful and elegant, asked, "I heard you've become the headmaster of the academy?"
Su Chen's face stiffened, his brows furrowed, and he suddenly felt a headache coming on. "Sigh, you have no idea how tiring it is to be the dean."
Yan Qingwu couldn't help but laugh out loud, her smile sweet and beautiful. "Blame yourself for having nothing better to do than drug Father."
Her voice was lively and clear, sending shivers down the spine and stirring the heart.
Su Chen, as pure as snow in the wind, was speechless upon hearing this, unable to refute it, and could only sigh helplessly in the end.
This is no one else's fault but theirs. If he hadn't drugged Su Yanche, none of this would have happened.
However, Su Chen didn't think much about it at the time; he simply didn't want to be pressured to get married. Who knew it would be so troublesome?
Fortunately, Su Yanche and Qin An have not pressured them to get married since then.
Once my younger brother is born, I'll be free. Let's just hang in there a little longer. With this thought, Su Chen smiled, a gentle smile that captivated Yan Qingwu beside him, making her heart race.
This guy is really good-looking.
A faint blush rose on Yan Qingwu's cheeks, revealing a hint of shyness. Her eyes were captivating, shimmering with emotion as she glanced around.
Su Chen was taken aback, then smiled faintly and asked, "What's wrong?"
Yan Qingwu hurriedly shook her head, "No... it's nothing."
Su Chen stared at her. "Really?"
Yan Qingwu lowered her head slightly, not daring to meet his gaze, and murmured, "Mmm."
Her voice was soft, tinged with shyness.
Su Chen smiled slightly, refraining from further teasing Yan Qingwu, and instead asked, "What are your plans after this?"
Yan Qingwu composed herself and forced a calm demeanor, saying, "From now on, I will cultivate alongside Mother."
The Hong Yun on her face had not yet faded, as brilliant as the sunset on the horizon; it was hard not to feel a stirring in one's heart when she looked like that.
Su Chen had a tall and perfect figure, a handsome face without a single flaw, and an otherworldly air. He was clearly not an ordinary person, but rather a celestial being.
Hearing Yan Qingwu's words, he pondered for a moment before saying, "Mother's strength is considerable, and her cultivation experience is rich. It's the right thing for you to cultivate by her side."
Yan Qingwu countered, "And what about you? Weren't you the dean of the Yingtian Academy? Why are you back?"
Su Chen asked in surprise, "You don't know why I came back?"
Yan Qingwu raised an eyebrow and explained, "I've been busy consolidating my cultivation level lately, so there are some things I don't know."
She seemed to be surrounded by a layer of mist, her clothes fluttering, and a holy radiance emanating from her, making her so beautiful that one could not look away.
Su Chen suddenly realized, "So that's how it is."
Yan Qingwu smiled and said, "You didn't come back because you were too bored at the academy, did you?"
Su Chen's forehead creased with annoyance. He said, "You can go to the academy and be the dean for a day, and experience for yourself whether it's really that boring or not."
Yan Qingwu shook her head and said, "I'm not going. Do you think I'm stupid?"
Su Chen felt slightly helpless and speechless at this woman. In the end, he stopped thinking about it and explained why he had come back.
Yan Qingwu's skin was as white as snow, gleaming with a lustrous sheen in the sunlight. After hearing the reason for Su Chen's return, she was stunned. "Grandpa? He's out?"
Su Chen nodded and said, "Yes, that's why Mother called me back. Judging from your reaction, you must have met Grandpa, right?"
Yan Qingwu couldn't help but recall the kind old man who had doted on her so much. A warm feeling washed over her, and she felt incredibly happy. "Yes, he used to hold me a lot when I was little."
She looked up at Su Chen and asked, "Haven't you seen it before?"
Su Chen shook his head and said, "Never seen it before."
"Ah?"
Yan Qingwu looked surprised. "Didn't Grandpa come looking for you?"
Su Chen shook his head and said, "No."
Yan Qingwu looked puzzled. After a brief moment of thought, she realized a reason. "Is it because when you were born, Grandpa might still be in seclusion? After all, I haven't seen Grandpa for almost a hundred years."
Su Chen thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "Perhaps that really is the reason."
Yan Qingwu breathed a sigh of relief. "I knew it! Grandpa couldn't possibly not even bother to see his own grandson."
Su Chen didn't care about this. To be honest, he had very little affection for this so-called grandfather, almost none at all. After all, the two had never met, so how could there be any affection between them?
"Let's go, I can't wait to see Grandpa." Yan Qingwu grabbed Su Chen's right hand and ran forward. Su Chen didn't resist and let her pull him.
The two figures ran through this fairyland-like place, where immortal herbs swayed and cranes fluttered. Clouds and mist swirled like light veils, and auspicious light and colors shone brightly.
Joy sparkled in Yan Qingwu's eyes, a captivating smile curved her lips, and she moved with light, graceful steps, like a nimble fairy deer.
Her slender, jade-like hand held Su Chen's hand tightly. Su Chen's white robes fluttered in the wind, spotless, as white as snow. His features were distinct, his nose high and straight, and his eyes gazed at Yan Qingwu ahead, revealing a rare tenderness.