CHAPTER 831: CHAPTER 835: MASTER’S MIGHT (13)

The furious Su Xuan did not stop the Sect Leader from doing so.

He always felt that he was naturally indifferent to emotions. Except for when he accepted a young disciple, which enriched his emotional experience a little, he felt that there was hardly anything in the world that could make him develop a Heart Demon.

At that time, the Wuwei Sect disciple who introduced him to the Dao once said that he was born to be an excellent seedling for cultivation.

Aside from his Innate Dao Bone, he possessed a naturally shallow emotional disposition compared to others.

Therefore, he could cultivate without distractions.

As was predicted by others, from the start of his path to the Dao to his current achievements, he had a smooth journey with few obstacles.

The only turbulence he encountered was when Leng Piaopiao’s parents died because of his involvement.

But now, he had no time to care for anything around him; a blazing anger swiftly coursed through his meridians.

Burning his internal organs red and painful.

How dare Su Li, how dare she do this...

Beneath Su Xuan’s calm appearance was a volcano about to erupt.

But alongside the anger was an emotion more paralyzing—panic.

A fear of losing control, always feeling that once Su Li left, there would be no possibility of reconciliation, no more urgency.

She was his wife...

Suddenly, until this moment, Su Xuan realized he might have never understood his Ah Lee.

Didn’t she love him deeply? Why did she want to leave?

Had he not been good enough to her?

Thinking of this, a trace of grievance appeared on Su Xuan’s face.

He didn’t understand, but he knew, as long as he didn’t acknowledge it, none of this would count.

"Once you find the person, remember to inform me."

Su Xuan flicked his sleeves and left, to avoid the Sect Leader discovering his loss of composure, he directly teleported to his own cave dwelling.

He completely forgot about the beloved young disciple, eagerly waiting for an explanation from him.

Leng Piaopiao was stunned, and after coming to her senses, she stomped her feet and quickly chased after him, only to be stopped outside the Array in front of Su Xuan’s cave dwelling.

The place that used to be completely accessible to her, for the first time, had its doors shut.

Su Xuan secluded himself for cultivation.

Everyone at the Mountain Gate said that Lord Changli was feeling deeply guilty for causing such a significant loss to the sect because of Su Li, hence he chose seclusion and did not see anyone.

Little did they know, inside the cave dwelling behind layers of Arrays, there was no sign of Su Xuan.

He left the Mountain Gate overnight, searching for any trace and chasing after it.

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As for Su Li, she could have chosen the most discreet way to break out of the Array, yet she didn’t.

She insisted on destroying the things Su Xuan used to trap her.

Not only that, but Su Li also held a key to the private storeroom left to the original identity by the other, a miniature flying sword the size of a little finger.

Therefore, before leaving, she not only wrote a poignant letter of divorce but also intended to take compensation.

After all, when a couple divorces, assets are divided; she thought it wouldn’t be a problem to take a little.

However, plans never keep up with changes.

Upon entering the private storeroom, her soul trembled as an aroma so enticing even her Divine Soul was drawn in, guiding her further inside.

Only then did she discover that the key belonging to the original identity only allowed access to the outermost stone chamber.

On the seemingly solid stone wall, there was also a secretive, intricately designed Array.

She must go in; her soul continuously shouted excitedly.

Impatiently, she violently broke the Array, and the second layer of the stone chamber was revealed before her.

Various Magic Artifacts and Magical Treasures were casually piled on the ground.

Rare Elixir Pills and plants were tossed in the corners, collecting dust.

But Su Li’s eyes completely overlooked these; she walked straight toward the center.

Stopping in front of a small grayish grass.

Divine Soul Grass, in this realm, there existed Divine Soul Grass.

In the Cultivation Plane she had once journeyed, Divine Soul Grass was merely a myth.

It was said that consuming Divine Soul Grass could instantly ascend to become an Immortal. Besides, like its name, it had miraculous effects on a person’s Divine Soul.

After searching high and low, the original identity was right.

Su Xuan’s private storeroom was full of Heavenly Treasure; perhaps there was something that could restore your Divine Soul.

This was her greatest finding here.

Quickly placing the Divine Soul Grass into the storage bag, then sweeping all items from both inner and outer layers into the bag, she left with her heart pounding rapidly.

In an instant, leaving the premises of the Wuwei Sect, she no longer concealed her cultivation, hid her presence, and left grandly.

Yet, at the thought of Su Xuan’s ever-changing expression reading that letter of divorce, she couldn’t help but want to laugh.

A small act of retaliation counted as repayment for the grievances and harm endured all these years.

Taking someone out only to neglect taking care of them was indeed Su Xuan’s fault. That was one.

Receiving kindness from the Su Family, yet not considering repayment, was the second.

The third was, making a promise without fulfilling it... resulting in misfortune to all eighteen members of the Su Family.

Of course, these were from the standpoint of the original identity.

Perhaps someone standing in Su Xuan’s shoes wouldn’t see it that way.

For instance, stepping onto the path of cultivation, he didn’t need to come back, but he chose to bring his wife, showing his deep feelings and loyalty.

Arriving at the sect, even knowing his wife lacked cultivation aptitude, he still became her pillar, allowing her to act as she wished.

Even when she repeatedly made things difficult for his cherished young disciple, he never truly punished her.

But some matters in the world aren’t about absolute right or wrong, or sentiment and reason.

In terms of sentiment, he might have wronged his wife, but rationally, being coldly speaking, he made no major mistakes, only being slightly indifferent.

But who cares? Su Li isn’t someone who cares about what’s rational; having inherited her benefits from the original identity, she was sorry, but anyone who wronged the original identity was her class enemy.

Su Li meandered aimlessly, traveling from the south where the Wuwei Sect was located all the way north to the extreme north’s Wanfo Temple.

The Buddha in this Cultivation World, unlike the Buddha Su Li knew in any sense.

Particularly.....

Particularly unique.

The extreme north was covered in glaciers, and within the territory of Wanfo Temple, temple disciples were seen everywhere, bare-chested, with an ice crystal on top of their heads, walking around.

Breathing out a puff of air instantly turned into ice, the temperature was extremely cold. Not only did the Buddhas not fear the cold, but the mortals living here were also exceptionally resilient.

For the Buddhist Temple Disciples, this could be seen as body-refining hardship, while for mortals wearing thin clothing, it was a strange sight.

And this extreme northern realm was different from other parts of the Cultivation World.

It was the only place inhabited by mortals.