CHAPTER 1197: CHAPTER 1195: A BIT OVER THE TOP (3RD UPDATE)

Upon hearing Yuan Mengyuan’s words, in the distance, Yuan Qi who had already despaired, suddenly found hope.

Pleading with Su Chen was useless, but surely the young lady’s plea would work?

He now had hope for survival.

"No." However, surprisingly, Su Chen shook his head and refused without hesitation. Moreover, his gaze broke through with some indifference. He glanced at Yuan Mengyuan: "I will repay you the favor I owe you, but asking me to save Yuan Qi now, sorry, I can’t do it."

Yuan Mengyuan’s eyes dimmed for a moment, especially sensing that Su Chen seemed disappointed and indifferent to her, she felt a touch of grievance in her heart.

"You bastard!!! You damn bastard! The young lady treats you so well, and you... you dared to refuse her request. You will face repercussions! Ahhhh..." In the distance, Yuan Qi roared with venomous resentment, utterly desperate.

Just as his venomous roar fell.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Like thousands of arrows piercing the heart, he was struck by dozens of martial cultivators, hitting vital areas like the heart, throat, and head. Dead!!! Dead beyond words!

"Go!" At this moment, Su Chen shouted, addressing Yuan Mengyuan, Old Yuan, and Yuan Ding: "We are heading to the ship in the southeast direction."

With those words, Su Chen instantly grabbed Jiang Yuan. In a flash, he directly broke through the surrounding attacks, as if he were a humanoid, extremely tough and terrifying, disregarding all attacks, advancing with bangs and reached the front of Yuan Mengyuan and the others.

"Old Yuan, protect them well, I’ll lead the way!" Su Chen shouted.

Old Yuan nodded, following behind Yuan Mengyuan, Jiang Yuan, and Yuan Ding, blocking those dense attacks raining down like raindrops.

Meanwhile, Su Chen stood at the front, in his hand, the Ancient Dust Sword ferocious, boom! Boom!! Boom!!! With each swing, without relying on mysterious Qi, propelled just by pure physical strength, and the terrifying weight of the sword’s forty million Dragon’s Force, the combination was already terrifying.

Each swing swept away everything ahead, whether it was the sharp edge of mysterious Qi or the martial cultivators standing in front like ants, all retreated, dispersed, or were annihilated under the heavy sword.

Su Chen went all-out with his strikes, sword fierce as fury, terrifyingly unstoppable.

Bang!

Bang!!

Bang!!!

On the final high ground, the sound of footsteps was clear, those were Su Chen’s heavy steps falling into one’s mind, chilling... From afar, Su Chen appeared as the War God, pushing through every direction, truly clearing the path, step by step, a journey of life.

Xuu Xiao, Elder of the Pang Family, Yuan Tianyan, and others standing on the ship couldn’t help but look towards Su Chen.

Deep in Xuu Xiao’s eyes was a murderous intent, jealousy, and shock.

While the Elder of the Pang Family showed solemnity and hatred.

Yuan Tianyan exuded some interest and curiosity, mhm, along with a hint of battle intent.

Soon.

Breakthrough!

Under Su Chen’s aura pushing through the Eight Desolations, Su Chen and his group broke the encirclement.

"Let’s board the ship." Su Chen shouted.

Then, the five figures flickered, turning into light spots, landing on the ship in the southeast direction.

"Huff huff huff huff..." Finally boarding the ship, Yuan Ding already reached his limit, instantly collapsing on the ground, gasping heavily.

Jiang Yuan was about the same, his face ashen, trembling hands, taking an elixir.

Yuan Mengyuan was a lot better, just a bit weak.

Old Yuan seemed somewhat tired, his essence, Qi, and spirit were not great, but fortunately, without any injuries.

As for Su Chen, throughout, he showed no signs of fatigue, appeared as if he just emerged, always in a state of full spirit.

Involuntarily, Yuan Mengyuan looked at Su Chen, bit her silver teeth, and softly said: "Su Chen, I’m sorry, I..."

She apologized.

She knew that earlier, her plea for Su Chen to save Yuan Qi was a bit selfish. After all, Yuan Qi was basically Su Chen’s enemy.

And because of her plea, Su Chen not only didn’t agree but could also feel he became somewhat cold towards her. Yuan Mengyuan felt inexplicably regretful and suppressed.

"It’s nothing, I didn’t take it to heart." Su Chen smiled.

Yuan Mengyuan suddenly cried.

She lowered her head.

She could still feel, Su Chen had indeed become cold, such distanced courtesy.

Though he seemed not really angry with her.

"Why are you crying?" Su Chen touched his nose.

Yuan Mengyuan didn’t answer, but felt inexplicably bitter inside.

"Young boy Su, this girl is just kind-hearted, why are you cross with her? Still ask her why she’s crying? Earlier she just asked you to save Yuan Qi, you didn’t save, and she didn’t blame you. Then you felt her values don’t align with yours, and any slight closeness disappeared? Can’t she feel your indifference and distance? Still ask her why she’s crying?"

Jiuyou abruptly spoke: "Do you really think women are fools? Women’s intuition is accurate; they can feel your mild indifference, let alone such a Lin Daiyu-like character, sentimental and sensitive."

Su Chen bitterly smiled: "Jiuyou, I like the kind of woman who doesn’t question me, just hands me a knife when I kill."

"Young boy Su, are you brainless? Who said you were killing, this girl couldn’t hand you a knife? She just can’t do it for the time being. How long have you been in contact with her?" Jiuyou snorted: "Yuan Qi deserved death, but from this girl’s perspective, Yuan Qi is ultimately a member of the Yuan Family, moreover her guard if she didn’t ask you to save him, it would be truly heartless and cold."

"Seems so." Su Chen touched his nose.

Earlier, when Yuan Mengyuan asked him to save Yuan Qi, anyway, he was unhappy.

At that moment, he subconsciously felt somewhat indifferent to Yuan Mengyuan, thinking that their values didn’t match, and it was better to keep a distance after repaying the favor.

There are plenty of beauties; he doesn’t lack them. If values don’t align, better not provoke.

So subconsciously it was some indifference, reflecting now, cough, perhaps it was a bit excessive.

"As long as you understand. I’m fond of this girl; you’d better not hurt her. Such a good girl, with such a fragile, pitiful aura, if this lady were a man, I’d certainly like her very much," Jiuyou added.

"Understood, Jiuyou, since when did you behave like a matchmaker?"

At the same moment, Yuan Mengyuan bit her lip, looked up at Su Chen, then stepped back, said nothing more. She felt Su Chen genuinely wanted to distance himself from her, so she wouldn’t insist.

He was just repaying a favor, mhm, once repaid, they were strangers.

In fact, even in the mountains and forests, even if she did nothing, she didn’t achieve anything with Su Chen; it was her wishful thinking, still considering Su Chen a weakling.

"She truly is like Lin Daiyu in character." Su Chen glanced at Yuan Mengyuan, explained nothing, indeed feeling this girl was very much like Lin Daiyu, a type that likes to overthink, sensitive, fond of crying, and heartache.