Super Invincible Immortal Doctor
Chapter 1639 - 1640: First Meeting and Decision

Chapter 1639: Chapter 1640: First Meeting and Decision

"Hmph, stubborn to the end. Let’s see how long you can keep it up!"

Unfazed by Su Chengyu’s words, Mo Ningchen—well aware that Su Chengyu, after falling victim to Chou Manlou’s schemes, was like a spent arrow—charged directly ahead.

Regarding Chou Manlou, Mo Ningchen did not possess the same level of fear he had for Yang Chengyin.

But time and again, watching how situations and events unfolded precisely as Chou Manlou predicted, and witnessing those once seemingly untouchable figures being manipulated by him...

A hidden fear began to take root in Mo Ningchen’s heart.

Yes, it wasn’t respect—simply fear.

Mo Ningchen could not pinpoint the source of this fear. He only knew that the fully corrupted Yu Yanshu did not share this unease. It seemed that within the Demonic Path, only he had such feelings...

"Su Chengyu, let me warn you: your inner breath is chaotic right now. Forcing me into action might result in backlash from my Qi of Slaughter—I can’t even control it!"

The Artifact Spirit of the Wasteland Battle Halberd solemnly warned Su Chengyu from within his sea of consciousness.

"Don’t worry. If I truly die here, I’ll make sure to release you first rather than let you become someone else’s prisoner."

"That’s not what I meant!"

The Artifact Spirit of the Wasteland Battle Halberd responded angrily.

Though it did desire freedom, after so much time with Su Chengyu, its perspective had significantly shifted.

It couldn’t be said that Su Chengyu had completely earned the halberd’s approval, but in the Halberd Spirit’s view, Su Chengyu had, at the very least, proven himself worthy of wielding it in the Lower Realm.

Moreover, understanding the current state of the Lower Realm, the Halberd Spirit knew it might be an eternity before it could return to the Immortal World.

Another ten years?

Perhaps in another hundred years, it still wouldn’t be possible.

Thus, rather than falling into someone else’s hands, the Artifact Spirit would rather remain in Su Chengyu’s grip.

"Thank you, but I have no other choice."

Does Su Chengyu, still capable of some resistance, truly have no means of escape?

Of course he does, but he knows there’s nowhere to run.

Su Chengyu wasn’t aware of what the Qingqiu Fox Clan had left behind, though it was something he couldn’t afford to ignore right now.

Su Chengyu understood perfectly—if he retreated now, he would be surrendering Yu Yanshu into the hands of the Demonic Path.

After all, Yan’er’s whereabouts had been gambled recklessly by Su Chengyu himself. Even if he had to stake his own life, he couldn’t let the situation deteriorate further.

As Su Chengyu had predicted, just at this moment, by Yu Yanshu’s side, stood a woman who had undergone drastic changes in appearance compared to her former self.

"So, you are the Lord of the Sect?"

Yu Yanshu instinctively took a step back, isolated and alone. Meanwhile, a heavily wounded Long Ao Tian struggled desperately against the surrounding great formation, and Bai Huang’s condition seemed peculiarly unresponsive, as if he had lost consciousness.

Yu Yanshu was entirely alone at this moment, without allies in sight.

Standing before her was a cultivator—at least at the Nascent Soul Stage. Yu Yanshu took a deep breath, looking at the woman in front of her, feeling an odd sense of familiarity, and asked, "Are you Saint Envoy Cang Xue?"

"Oh? Well met, Lord of the Sect. Even as I’ve transformed into this state, you can still recognize me."

The woman looked up at Yu Yanshu with surprise. She hadn’t expected that her drastically altered face and aura could still be identified.

Yan Ruyu, formerly the Demon Slayer Bureau’s Saint Envoy Cang Xue—she lacked the extraordinary lineage of Mo Ningchen. In fact, her family background was relatively decent, and her status had risen significantly after becoming a Saint Envoy.

Yet from the very first day Yan Ruyu encountered misfortune, her family abandoned her as if she were a liability.

That was bad enough, but what Yan Ruyu hadn’t anticipated was that her family would go as far as to send people to kill her, fearing she might someday bring trouble upon them.

But all of that was in the past now, for the Xia Country no longer had the Yan Family.

The entire family—every last one of them—had perished by her own hand.

From elders to children, without exception, all fell by her blade.

That was her admission fee into the Demonic Path.

"Lord of the Sect, come with me. You were destined to be our leader. With you at the helm and the strategist to assist you, the Demonic Path will inevitably overturn the history and civilization of this continent, paving the way for a new world."

Yan Ruyu spoke with a smile and extended her hand toward Yu Yanshu, slowly approaching.

Yu Yanshu watched Yan Ruyu approach with no defenses in place, but she remained on high alert, abruptly striking out with a sword!

The Sword Qi embedded itself at Yan Ruyu’s feet, forcing her to halt her approach as she spoke solemnly.

"Don’t come any closer! I am not one of you!"

Glancing at the Sword Qi on the ground, Yan Ruyu showed no sign of surprise. She merely whispered, "Lord of the Sect, I know you care about your master. But if you join us, we promise that no harm will ever come to your master."

Yan Ruyu’s words momentarily swayed Yu Yanshu. She cared little for herself—but she cared deeply for Su Chengyu.

Demonic Path or Righteous Path, aside from rare figures like Cang Qing True Master, most of the so-called "righteous" cultivators were no different from the Demonic Path in Yu Yanshu’s view.

And if joining one side could help Su Chengyu, if she truly became this so-called "Sect Lord," then perhaps...

A flash of clarity brought Yu Yanshu back to her senses. She quickly banished the fleeting greed from her thoughts, raised her head, and resolutely spoke: "Why should I believe you?"

Yan Ruyu smiled, just about to reply, when her body suddenly convulsed violently. Her face revealed an expression of pain, as if she were suffering from a seizure, her state turning tremendously strange.

Moments later, after the strange episode passed, Yu Yanshu looked at the person before her and spoke curiously, "Changed hands?"

"Lord of the Sect, perceptive as ever."

The figure of "Yan Ruyu" remained unchanged, but her aura had undergone a dramatic shift. She now smiled and spoke.

"Allow me to introduce myself. I am Chou Manlou. Though the Lord of the Sect has never met me, you must have at least heard of my name."

Yu Yanshu blinked, saying nothing. Chou Manlou was a pivotal figure tied to her master’s expedition to the Bei Luo Empire.

Whether it involved the Nether Clan or matters linked to the Bei Luo Royal Family, Chou Manlou’s shadow loomed behind it all. Naturally, Yu Yanshu had heard Su Chengyu mention this individual.

"What do you want?"

Meeting "face to face" for the first time, Chou Manlou smiled, seemingly satisfied with the Lord of the Sect he had sought for so long.

"Nothing much. It’s just that the Lord of the Sect doubts our sincerity. You may question Yan Ruyu’s words, but I assure you, every word I say is entirely truthful. You can verify this with your master."

"Verify with my master?"

"Indeed. Even in negotiations with your master, I have been entirely transparent, without a hint of deception."

"Nonsense! My master would never negotiate with someone like you!"

Chou Manlou looked at Yu Yanshu in astonishment and questioned, "Oh? Lord of the Sect, you didn’t know?"

"Know what?"

"Your whereabouts—he told us himself."