Proud Goddess Falls in Love with Me
Chapter 1388: 1347: The Flow of Time

Chapter 1388: Chapter 1347: The Flow of Time

Faced with Lu Chuan’s questioning, the Tower Spirit unsurprisingly chose silence.

As if unwilling to delve into the matter, or perhaps finding Lu Chuan’s inquiry too foolish, the Tower Spirit responded coldly, “Let me give you a hint: the flow of time inside the Shattered Space is different from the outside. While you were wasting time talking to me, two hours have already passed outside.”

“What the—are you serious?”

“Do I have any reason to lie to you?”

“So, you’re saying that while I’ve been in here for a few hours, several days could have already gone by outside?”

“What do you think?”

Hearing this, Lu Chuan was instantly filled with panic.

This is really messed up. Up till now, he’d been wandering around aimlessly like a headless fly. Who knows when he’ll find the altar to advance to the next Shattered Space? If it takes three to five days, wouldn’t months have passed outside?

“Why didn’t you say so earlier!”

“Are you going to waste any more time? Just so you know, I’ve located the altar; it’s not far from you. So, are you going to keep babbling, or will you head there immediately?”

“Which direction?”

Prompted by the Tower Spirit’s words, a sense of urgency surged through Lu Chuan.

He absolutely couldn’t afford to linger here for too long. Who knows what kind of changes might occur outside?

If Grand Elder Huang Quan managed to break the seal, destroying the Island Country would be the least of it. With his vengeful nature, it’s likely he’d head straight for Cathay for revenge!

Though Cathay teems with powerful cultivators—any cloistered hermit could likely deal with someone like him—Grand Elder Huang Quan, possessing Nine Layers of Nascent Soul, could still wreak unimaginable havoc if he went on a killing spree!

Thinking of this, Lu Chuan immediately quickened his pace, hoisting Xiu Niang onto his back and, following the Tower Spirit’s guidance, sprinted toward the altar without hesitation!

In just a few breaths’ time, the altar came into Lu Chuan’s view. Without delay, Lu Chuan sliced open his wrist, letting blood flow freely to reactivate the altar.

However, contrary to expectations, the dizzying sensation of spinning worlds didn’t occur. Descending from the altar, he saw a dilapidated city in front of him, while behind him remained an endless desert.

“Is this the battlefield’s center you mentioned?”

“Very close, but not quite here. No one has ever truly reached the battlefield’s center. Rumor has it that the Immortal’s legacy is buried there. If someone obtains it, they can ascend and become immortal. But whether it’s true or not, no one has been able to verify it.”

“Then where should I head next?”

“Go to that shattered ancient city. There might be fortune there, or perhaps an opportunity to leave. It’s up to you to decide.”

This required no deliberation.

If there was a chance for fortune, Lu Chuan would never pass it up. But if there was none, he would leave immediately. He couldn’t waste time here. The outside world was ever-changing, and cut off from all news, Lu Chuan had no idea what catastrophic events might be unraveling.

…

“Mistress! A battle report from the front!”

“Bring it here quickly!”

Suzumiya Setsuna furrowed her brow as she scanned the report handed up by her subordinate, her expression growing more somber.

One day ago, the Yin Ghost Sect launched a full-scale assault, dispatching three Profound Realm cultivators, dozens of Transcendent Realm cultivators, and over a hundred Grandmaster Realm aberrant disciples to attack the Suzumiya family. To counter their offensive, the family mobilized its entire clan strength, pulling even those who were in or preparing for secluded cultivation out to form three defensive lines.

Despite the clan’s desperate resistance, the Yin Ghost Sect’s aberrant disciples were terrifyingly strong, impervious to pain, and unafraid of death, making them extremely difficult to handle. In just one night, the first defensive line had been easily breached, costing over a hundred Foundation Establishment cultivators their lives!

These individuals were the Suzumiya clan’s future, the hope of the younger generation, all but wiped out.

Yet, Suzumiya Setsuna had no choice.

After the previous upheaval, the clan’s advanced forces had been gravely diminished. Now, the younger generation hadn’t fully recovered, not even her sister Suzumiya Ichikazu, whom she had sent to the second defensive line. In times of crisis, no one could escape unscathed!

“Lu Chuan… Will you return in time for Setsuna?”

Glancing at the reports piling up before her, Setsuna’s thoughts drifted for a moment.

She had assumed that after their previous defeat, the Yin Ghost Sect had been reduced to scattered remnants. She hadn’t expected them to lay low and quietly amass power, only to erupt suddenly with overwhelming force. Only now did Setsuna realize that the Yin Ghost Sect’s strength had become unstoppable!

This battle had swept up not just the Suzumiya clan but also the Miyamoto, Kobe, and Abe clans, all of whom suffered assaults from the Yin Ghost Sect.

The latest report stated that they had sacrificed nearly three hundred clan members, with two elders seriously injured and rendered unable to fight, but managed to halt the first wave of attacks. No one knew if the Yin Ghost Sect still retained considerable strength to launch a second wave. Gloom hung heavy over everyone’s hearts.

At that moment, the door was knocked upon. Suzumiya Setsuna raised her head and met the gaze of her father, the Head of the Suzumiya Family.

“Father, why are you here? Your injuries!”

“It’s not serious; I’ve already used an elixir pill to heal them. Setsuna, are things here holding up?”

Setsuna’s eyes reddened immediately. With a slight nod, she said, “Still hanging on.”

“Alas… Is heaven truly intent on destroying the Suzumiya family?”

“Father, we will definitely overcome this calamity!”

“It’s heartening to hear you say that, Setsuna. But what of the clan members at the front? Watching their closest companions fall one by one, how many of them can maintain their morale?”

“What do you mean, Father?”

At this question, the Head of the Suzumiya Family seemed to age a century in an instant. His whole posture slumped as he settled heavily into a seat across from Setsuna. Grabbing the teapot to moisten his throat, he let out a long sigh.

“I’m thinking… perhaps we need to use that treasure to resolve this crisis…”

Without a moment’s hesitation, Suzumiya Setsuna slammed her hand on the table and refused firmly, “Absolutely not!”

“Setsuna, I understand your feelings. You and Ichikazu grew up together as sisters, deeply connected, so naturally you’re unwilling. But the reality is, if we don’t offer Tongziche now, the clan will suffer even greater losses.

I’m old. Though nominally the Head of the Family, most of the clan’s internal affairs are handled by you. That’s precisely why, as your father, I must make a decision more promptly than you.

If all the clan members perish, what meaning does the title of Family Head hold?”

Meeting her father’s anguished gaze, Suzumiya Setsuna could no longer hold back her tears.

On one hand, there were hundreds of clan members’ lives. On the other, her sister with whom she’d grown up, sharing a deep bond. Setsuna never thought the decision would fall to her.

“I… I can’t do this! Father, I won’t sacrifice Ichikazu, nor will I sacrifice the clan members!

Even without that blade, I can still annihilate the enemy!”