The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 633 Ning Fan, Have You Rong Come Chat with Me_1

Chapter 633: Chapter 633 Ning Fan, Have You Rong Come Chat with Me_1

Su Han’s face flushed with anger as he slammed the table and stood up.

"Damn it! Su Qingcheng, you are a member of our family, you have to make sacrifices for the family!"

With her neck stiffened, Su Qingcheng retorted firmly, "Impossible! I won’t sacrifice my marriage for the family!"

Enraged and trembling, Su Han shouted uncontrollably, "Go back to your room and reflect on yourself! How dare you say such irresponsible things!"

Unyielding, Su Qingcheng turned around and marched back to her room.

Watching her retreating figure, Su Han’s eyes gleamed with a dark, indecipherable light.

"Second uncle, we can’t let Qingcheng mess things up like this!" someone urged quickly. "Can’t we suppress the other seven great families with this one move?"

These words immediately gained the approval of the others, who all chimed in agreement.

The reason the Su family was so insistent on Su Qingcheng’s marriage with the young sect master of the Feiyu Sect was to gain the support of the Feiyu Sect.

The Feiyu Sect was a sect within Kunlun, incomparable to these secular powers.

With the Feiyu Sect’s support, it would be easy for the Su Family to become the leading family in Capital City.

The other seven great families would not be able to stand against the Su Family at all!

Such an opportunity was too good to miss, and Su Han would definitely not let it go!

After a long silence, Su Han slowly said, "This matter affects the future of our Su family. No matter what Qingcheng thinks, the marriage alliance with the Feiyu Sect must go ahead!"

Returning to her room, Su Qingcheng buried herself in her bedding, fuming over her family’s words from earlier.

"They’ve gone crazy! In their eyes, I’m nothing but a tool for alliance!"

Taking her frustrations out on her pillow, Su Qingcheng pulled out her phone to call Xu Yourong, wanting to vent to her best friend.

Soon, the call connected, but the voice on the other end was Ning Fan’s.

"Ning Fan, let Yourong talk to me. The people in my family today were just too much..."

After rambling for a while and noticing silence on the other end, Su Qingcheng felt something was amiss.

"What’s wrong? Where is Yourong?"

After a moment, Ning Fan’s deep voice slowly rose.

"Miss Su, Yourong is in trouble..."

He then proceeded to tell Su Qingcheng about the visit from the Ice and Snow Goddess in great detail.

"It’s all my fault. If I hadn’t been careless at the end, Yourong wouldn’t have ended up like this..."

Ning Fan looked at Xu Yourong, turned into an ice sculpture beside him, his brows deeply furrowed, his heart filled with pain.

If only he had been more careful, a little more cautious, he could have prevented this whole thing.

When Xu Yourong was controlled by the Flower Servant Elixir, Ning Fan gave all of his life force to save her.

He had experienced the agony of having life force extracted from him.

Thinking of Xu Yourong enduring such debilitating pain, Ning Fan felt unbearable compassion.

On the other end of the phone, Su Qingcheng, after hearing the entire story, was equally shocked.

Deity, Ice and Snow Goddess—before, she had never heard of such things.

"There really are deities in the world..." Su Qingcheng murmured, then quickly sprang to action, urgently asking, "Where are you guys now?"

"I’m on a mountain." Ning Fan shared his location with Su Qingcheng.

"Good, wait for me, I’m coming to find you now."

After hanging up the phone, Su Qingcheng silently went to the door to check that the Su family were all sitting in the living room, then swiftly climbed out the window.

Although she hadn’t stepped into the realm of cultivation, she had learned a few tricks from Hua Nishang and Shuang’er in private, and her physical fitness had improved greatly.

She jumped down from the second-floor window, sneaked to the garage, started her usual luxury car, and headed straight for Ning Fan’s location.

Before long, she arrived at a desolate mountain on the outskirts of Capital City.

To avoid detection, Ning Fan had not brought anyone into the city.

More importantly, Xu Yourong had now turned into an ice sculpture, and no matter how hard Ning Fan tried to hide her, she would be discovered as soon as they entered the city.

"Ning Fan, Ning Fan, where are you?"

As Su Qingcheng drove into the desolate mountain, she slowed down, while shouting at the top of her lungs.

Soon, Ning Fan and Xu Yourong appeared in front of the car.

Su Qingcheng quickly stopped the car, helped Ning Fan get Xu Yourong on board, and then floored the gas pedal to leave the mountain area.

Once in the city, Su Qingcheng slowed down and occasionally checked on Xu Yourong through the rearview mirror, her eyes filled with concern.

"Ning Fan, can Yourong still be saved in this state?"

Xu Yourong’s situation was very special.

A thin layer of ice covered her body. It didn’t look very thick; in fact, one could see the details of Xu Yourong’s face through the ice.

But Su Qingcheng could not feel any life force from Xu Yourong.

That feeling was as if the frozen Xu Yourong was not a living person at all, as though she was merely an existence carved out of ice.

With Xu Yourong in his arms, Ning Fan’s face was filled with sorrow, "I don’t know... But I will do everything possible to cure her."

"This layer of ice is strange, no matter how I try to destroy it, it has no effect, unless I melt it forcefully with spiritual power," he said.

"But that’s exactly the problem, as soon as I use spiritual power to melt the ice, Yourong’s life force begins to dissipate rapidly, and even if I pour life force into her body, it doesn’t stay."

Hearing this, Su Qingcheng also realized how troublesome the situation was.

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