Super Invincible Immortal Doctor
Chapter 1610 - 1611: Partners

Chapter 1610: Chapter 1611: Partners

"Why... why should I help you investigate these matters?"

Luo Nanping spoke agitatedly, clearly unwilling to compromise so easily.

Su Chengyu let out a long sigh. "No wonder your father feels nothing for you. You’re like a decayed piece of wood, impossible to carve into anything. Do you really think you have any choice? Apart from cooperating with me, do you honestly believe you can survive the turmoil within the Luo Clan?"

"I am Luo Zongyuan’s son! I have also entered the inner genealogy of the Luo Clan. Do you dare to kill me?"

Su Chengyu chuckled lightly. "If you don’t believe me, you can leave right now. You’re even free to report me."

"You won’t kill me?"

"I don’t need to lift a finger. I won’t kill you, but plenty of others will in this chaos."

"Why?"

Luo Nanping asked, utterly bewildered.

"Because you’re Luo Zongyuan’s son. Because you’re the brother of Holy Maiden Luo Nanzhi. Because someone in your family inherited the Martial God Bloodline."

"What does that have to do with me?"

Su Chengyu’s cryptic words left Luo Nanping completely puzzled. He burst out, his frustration evident.

"Does it have nothing to do with you? Do you know the name Luo Yao?"

"Luo Yao?" Luo Nanping’s mind raced. The name was unfamiliar, though it carried a vague sense of familiarity. Finally, he unearthed a memory buried deep within.

"The previous generation’s Saintess? Didn’t she die?"

"She’s not dead. She’s in Luoshui Village."

"Impossible!"

Luo Nanping exclaimed, his voice trembling. "The entire clan of the Saintess perished in her Heavenly Tribulation..."

"Have you started to understand now? The Heavenly Tribulation wouldn’t spread to others. Even for someone with Martial God Inheritance, there are no exceptions. Her clan did not die because of the Heavenly Tribulation—they died because of the Luo Clan. The only survivor was He Yao—a near-Hollow Vacuum cultivator. And even she was reduced to nothing but a watchdog, confined to Luoshui Village."

Su Chengyu had specifically asked Aunt He about this. After all, since she had once been a Saintess, she was undoubtedly of the Luo Clan’s direct line. For so many years, it puzzled him—why had no one from her clan stepped in to aid her?

The answer he received was simple.

They were dead.

All of them were dead.

He Yao’s entire family and clan had turned to burial sacrifices the moment she failed in her attempt to enter the Hollow Vacuum.

Of course, Su Chengyu had no doubt that even had she succeeded in entering the Hollow Vacuum and continued the Martial God Bloodline for the Luo Clan...

The members of He Yao’s clan who survived would still have been scant to none.

The internal strife of the Luo Clan—this, the Elder Council of the Luo Clan knew even better than he did. They would never leave such latent threats untouched.

"But my father..."

"He’ll survive, of course. The Luo Clan wouldn’t easily abandon a Martial Emperor, and your father has certainly done enough to reassure them. As to how ruthless he is, I don’t think I need to explain. But you... do you think you’re worthy of the Luo Clan showing you any leniency?"

"But my father..."

"Didn’t your father already abandon you?"

Su Chengyu’s first statement was mere conjecture, but the latter was irrefutable fact—something Luo Nanping could never reconcile, no matter how much he tried to deny it.

Seeing the completely shaken Luo Nanping, Su Chengyu slowly moved closer, patting him on the shoulder and speaking softly.

"If you won’t strive to survive for yourself, no one will do it for you."

Raising his head with a clouded gaze, Luo Nanping asked, "What do you want from me?"

"Be my eyes. After all, I’m here under a hidden identity and cannot easily gather certain information."

"You even dared to infiltrate my family—what else..."

Halfway through, realization struck Luo Nanping. He raised his head to look at Su Chengyu. "You want information about the Elder Council?"

"At least you’re not entirely hopeless. Yes, I want to know about the Elder Council’s plans, as well as details about the Elders."

Luo Zongyuan alone was a sixth-grade Martial Emperor. Across the Luo Clan, there could very well be over a dozen, perhaps even twenty Martial Emperor-level elites.

If not for seeing Luo Zongyuan’s methods firsthand, Su Chengyu would never have believed the Luo Clan’s strength could exceed his expectations to this degree.

"Can I leave now?"

Luo Nanping looked up at Su Chengyu and asked again.

"Wait."

Su Chengyu spoke, standing up and pressing one hand down on Luo Nanping’s Heavenly Spirit Cover.

Luo Nanping immediately felt electric currents coursing through his body, leaving him trembling violently. The process lasted a full thirty seconds before Su Chengyu finally withdrew his hand.

With a pale face, Luo Nanping looked up at Su Chengyu and frowned. "What did you do to me?"

"I left something inside you to ensure that if you try to speak carelessly, you won’t spill what you shouldn’t."

"Will I die?"

"What do you think?"

Biting his lip, Luo Nanping realized how foolish his question was.

Only the dead could ensure complete silence. If Su Chengyu wanted him as his eyes, it was inevitable that he’d leave some precautions in place.

"Don’t overthink it. Compared to Luo Zongyuan and the Luo Clan, I see you merely as an arrogant Ancient Clan son with no great enmity toward you. Moreover, you’re Nan Zhi’s younger brother."

"Is that why you spared my life last time?"

"More or less."

Luo Nanping took a deep breath and chose not to say more.

Though Luo Nanping didn’t completely believe everything Su Chengyu said...

He knew one thing for sure. This man didn’t care about his life or death; otherwise, he would’ve killed him earlier to silence him without hesitation.

So, even though Luo Nanping was aware Su Chengyu was using him, he decided to take things one step at a time, given this faint assurance.

"It might take some time. Wait for my news."

After saying this, Luo Nanping finally walked out from behind the waterfall.

Su Chengyu watched his departing figure and calmly murmured to himself.

"Like father, like son. The father considers his future and life above all else, and the son is no different."

"And you think yourself so indifferent to life?"

Luo Ling’er’s silhouette appeared across the waterfall. Su Chengyu blinked at the young girl before him and smiled faintly.

"Everyone has their own aspirations. I, too, value something—but it’s not life. Did Luo Nanping let you in?"

"Yes. Those people outside were blocking the entrance, doing who-knows-what. But the moment Luo Nanping stayed with you alone, I guessed you’d make a move on him."

Finishing her words, Luo Ling’er sat across from him and casually placed a Yu Jian on the table.

Noticing the peculiar aura on the Yu Jian, Su Chengyu raised an eyebrow. "From the Xiao Tribe?"

"Yes, for you."

"For me?"

Su Chengyu was momentarily surprised but then smiled. "You’ve truly gone all out to help connect me with others."

"I know what I’m doing. In this calamity facing the Luo Clan, if someone has to perish, it’ll be me. In some ways, we’re on the same side. We can be partners."

"Indeed, you’re much more trustworthy than Luo Nanping."