Saint Sovereign of Nine Heavens

1Chen Yu didn't wait for Yun Qinghee this time and strode towards the pavilion.     2

    

Beside the path created by the bluestone steps was a three-foot-tall stone monument. The words' Observing the Sword 'on the stone monument were ancient and elegant, forming a concept of its own.    

    

Chen Yu was not in the mood to look at the stone monument, his eyes were already fixed on the exquisite and elegant pavilion, at this moment, he could clearly see a woman sitting inside the pavilion. She looked to be in her forties, her body was skinny, her cheekbones were high, and her face was cold and harsh, but her aura was unfathomable.    

    

When Chen Yu looked at the pavilion, the woman was also looking at Chen Yu with a gaze as cold as a knife. Chen Yu felt as if an invisible, cold blade had penetrated his skin, and he felt a sense of extreme danger.    

    

This person was undoubtedly Su Yulian. Chen Yu's gaze shifted to a slim figure wearing a vermillion robe who was serving tea to Su Yulian.    

    

Seeing Dao's back, Chen Yu's heart shook.    

    

Chen Yu could not be more familiar with this back view. It could even be said that it would be hard to forget for the rest of his life. It was Ye Wanrong!    

    

Once, Chen Yu naively thought that this figure would accompany him throughout his life.    

    

An extremely complicated feeling surged in Chen Yu's heart. For a moment, he forgot about the pressure brought by Su Yulian's cold gaze.    

    

Only until, the figure seemed to have sensed and wanted to turn around to look over, but Su Yu's expression turned stiff and scolded softly. The figure froze and in the end, did he not turn back.    

    

Chen Yu sighed and walked towards the pavilion in large strides.    

    

Before long, he arrived at the front of the pergola. At this moment, he could see the side of Ye Wanrong's face, which was a gentle and charming face that he was extremely familiar with.    

    

Ye Wanrong tried to turn her head a few times, but was stopped by Su Yulian's low voice.    

    

Chen Yu walked into the pavilion with large strides, until he was only three steps away from Ye Wanrong. When he was about to continue approaching, a strong and cold aura surged from Su Yulian's body, and when she lifted her hand, an extremely dense, almost condensed, cyan colored astral energy snake surged. It swam in the air, and stood horizontally in front of Chen Yu.    

    

The long snake and the real demon snake were exactly the same. The qi condensed on the surface of the snake's skin and scales. Other than the weird ratio of the length, if one looked at it from a little further, they would almost think it was a living snake!    

    

To be able to transform the True Divine Spirit to such an extent, one's strength was already hard for an ordinary Heavenly Astral Stage practitioner to estimate!    

    

However, Chen Yu did not feel that it was that surprising, because this kind of method was something that Bloodfire Emperor had used up during the late stage of Heavenly Astral Stage. Although he stopped, his gaze still landed on the side of Ye Wanrong's face.    

    

At this time, Ye Wanrong finally turned her head around. Her pretty eyes were full of complex emotions. She glanced at Chen Yu and then turned around.    

    

"Hand over the marriage contract!" This time, Su Yulian did not reprimand Ye Wanrong. She stared coldly at Chen Yu and said. Her voice was sharp and cold.    

    

Chen Yu remained calm and continued to look at Ye Wanrong.    

    

Ye Wanrong revealed an uneasy and evasive expression.    

    

"Brat, you don't know when to stop!" Su Yulian sneered and once again clapped her hands. A ball of qi leapt up from her palm and enlarged in an instant. It transformed into a small mountain that faced the top of the pavilion as it descended towards Chen Yu.    

    

Peng Chen Yu hurriedly pushed his zhenqi to the side to block it.    

    

However, as soon as they came into contact with each other, the zhen qi instantly dispersed and completely turned into a real qi. It smashed into Chen Yu as if it was hundreds of kilograms heavy. Chen Yu was unable to breathe and his spine instantly bent.    

    

This scene was exactly the same as when Chen Yu first saw Su Qinghuan in Divine Meteorite Mountain Range. The difference was, Su Yulian's strength was not the least bit stronger than Su Qinghuan's, and her actions were also very casual. Chen Yu estimated that she had only used about half of her strength, whereas Su Qinghuan had probably used 20% of his strength at that time.    

    

Su Yulian and Su Qinghuan were of the same level, but the difference in strength was huge. Su Qinghuan could not even look at Su Yulian's back when it came to condensing and controlling the Aura!    

    

Ye Wanrong looked at Chen Yu, who was suppressed, and her expression became more complicated. She remained silent and did not speak any words to plead for mercy.    

    

Under the huge pressure, Chen Yu activated his Blood Flame Tyrant Spell and straightened his back.    

    

"Humph!" Su Yulian's eyes revealed a hint of surprise. She snorted and waved her hand again. Another ball of aura gushed out and fused with the mountain above Chen Yu's head, making the mountain even deeper.    

    

The pressure on Chen Yu increased greatly, and he had no choice but to speed up the circulation of the Blood Flame Tyrant Spell.    

    

Seeing that she could not crush Chen Yu even after exerting even ten percent of her strength, Su Yulian's gaze turned sharp. She suddenly stood up and a ball of Astral Energy appeared in her hand, sharp as a blade.    

    

"Master!" Ye Wanrong finally spoke in a low voice.    

    

This voice was very familiar to Chen Yu, but now it was filled with a sense of unfamiliarity.    

    

"If it wasn't for Rong'er, I would have definitely taught you how to die on the spot!" Su Yulian sneered and waved her hand.    

    

The Supreme Force that was suppressing Chen Yu suddenly dispersed and turned into green smoke that rushed towards her, disappearing into her body.    

    

"Yu Chen Yu!" When Ye Wanrong saw Su Yulian withdraw her hand, she let out a long breath. She did not look Chen Yu in the eye but looked out of the pavilion and said hesitantly, "I'm sorry!"    

    

Chen Yu stared at Ye Wanrong. His gaze was deep and bright, but he didn't show any expression.    

    

"I remember what you did for me, but I'm sorry!" Not hearing Chen Yu's response, Ye Wanrong sighed and said, "We are not suitable!"    

    

"Haha." Chen Yu suddenly laughed. His laughter was small and loud, like a bell ringing in the end.    

    

However, there was no smile on Chen Yu's face at all.    

    

Ye Wanrong couldn't help but turn her head over. Her evasive gaze contained traces of guilt.    

    

"Is it funny?" Su Yulian snorted coldly. Her voice was ice-cold, and the aura she released formed a powerful suppression.    

    

Chen Yu's laughter did not stop.    

    

Until a strong gale attacked.    

    

Chen Yu threw a punch. With a dull thud, his palm was covered in blood and he was forced five or six steps back.    

    

Chen Yu's expression became cold. Without even looking at Su Yulian, he stared coldly at Ye Wanrong and took out a marriage certificate from his bosom. "I'm so sorry! That's not appropriate! This is the marriage certificate that you painstakingly wanted, and it's yours now! "    

    

The bright red marriage contract flew up and was thrown towards Ye Wanrong. Chen Yu's voice continued, "From today onwards, you and I will go back on the road to the bridge, it has nothing to do with each other!"    

    

Was this the answer he wanted? Looking at Ye Wanrong who avoided him and didn't even dare to look at him, Chen Yu felt that it was laughable in his heart. At the same time, he also felt an inexplicable sense of relief.    

    

Chen Yu had expected Ye Wanrong's attitude, but at this moment, he was still extremely disappointed. Then, all that remained was indifference.    

    

In Chen Yu's eyes, the so-called marriage contract had already become insignificant. He wanted to see Ye Wanrong once because he wanted to hear her explanation. He wanted to know her difficulties, even if they were forced reasons.    

    

However, in the end, what he got in return was the words' not suitable '!    

    

Explain everything in four words? Explain that she was once protected by the Demonic Beast, that she would rather be injured than be hurt by it. Explain that she was once protected by the Black Scale Fox, that she escaped from the Black Scale Fox, and returned safely?    

    

That was why Chen Yu didn't say anything more. Before these four words, everything seemed to no longer be important.    

    

Ye Wanrong stared at the marriage certificate that had fallen onto the stone table within the pavilion. Her expression became a little absent-minded, a bit relaxed, and a bit lost. It was unknown if she remembered the scene of Chen Yu luring the Black Scale Fox away, but it was clear that her eyes were filled with tears.    

    

Then, Chen Yu suddenly turned around.    

    

"Halt!" Su Yulian's cold voice sounded.    

    

"Does Elder Su still have anything else to say? Do you want me to stay here? " Chen Yu said coldly.    

    

"I promised Rong'er that I wouldn't kill you with my own hands!" Su Yulian said coldly, "It's just that you're really annoying. It's not right for me not to teach you a lesson!"    

    

"Ha ha!" Chen Yu turned around and laughed crazily, "Su Yulian, what excuse do you have to make if you want to fight? I'll keep you company! "    

    

"How dare you!" Su Yulian flew into the air in a fit of rage. She instantly flew several meters into the air and struck her palm towards Chen Yu.    

    

Without any hesitation, Chen Yu threw out a punch. With a dragon's roar, Howling Dragon Fist was released.    

    

"Boom!" The true energy dragon was smashed into pieces by a stream of astral energy. Chen Yu was then sent flying twenty meters back, spitting out a mouthful of blood. The sleeve of his arm exploded and was covered in blood.    

    

Surprise appeared on Su Yulian's face. She did not expect Chen Yu to take her palm head on with his fist. His arm was still intact and not torn to shreds by the Astral Qi.    

    

She didn't know that Chen Yu's body had undergone remodeling and he also cultivated the Blood Flame Tyrant Spell, so his body's strength had already reached an extremely shocking level.    

    

In the next moment, the Blood Flame Tyrant Spell in Chen Yu's body started circulating fully, driving thick true energy to extinguish the strong invading aura of the different kind of astral energy.    

    

"Haha, old pope, you're nothing much!" Chen Yu laughed out loud. His body leaped up, the Wind Transformation Movement had already started moving, he rushed down the mountain, his voice resonating through the clouds: "Today's palm, I will return it in the future!"    

    

Su Yulian's face darkened. Looking at Chen Yu, who was running away like the wind, a cold killing intent flashed in her eyes. However, she did not pursue him.    

    

"Master!" Ye Wanrong looked at Chen Yu leaving with a complicated expression. She grabbed the marriage certificate on the table and walked to Su Yulian's side.    

    

Su Yulian took the marriage contract and glanced at it. With a shake of her hand, the marriage contract turned into fine powder that flew off with the wind.    

    

"The past is over. Rao'er, you don't have to feel guilty!" Su Yulian's expression became gentle, and said to Ye Wanrong: "Your physique is destined to become a Ruling Spirit Sect disciple, a talent that will soar to the top. And that fellow surnamed Chen, although his talent is not bad, he is destined to not be able to live for too long!"    

    

"Master!" Ye Wanrong couldn't bear it any longer.    

    

"I know what you're going to say!" Su Yulian said coldly, "That's impossible. Not taking his life personally is already a huge gift. You can go back to your courtyard and cultivate!"    

    

Ye Wanrong sighed and said, "Yes, disciple!"