As his fingertips touched the smooth, soft fabric of the immortal robe, and he felt the warm breath and calming spiritual light beside him, Chen Ping felt a surge of joy and secret delight.
Free bodyguard, gentle and considerate, peaceful and secure life, and incidentally watching the show and slacking off.
This trip to the market was perfect for a vacation and a relaxing break, while also taking care of a bunch of clowns.
To outsiders, he appeared utterly terrified and helpless, clinging desperately to the only straw that held him back, looking both humble and pitiful—a scene that felt perfectly natural.
Su Qingyuan paused slightly as he gently tugged at her sleeve, but felt no aversion whatsoever.
She could clearly sense the boy’s extreme fear, the most genuine reaction of the weak facing ultimate danger, pure and helpless.
Faced with such pure weakness and dependence, a touch of tenderness arose in her cold heart.
Instead of shaking him off, she subconsciously raised her hand slightly to steady herself, afraid that her movements to defend herself would be too big and frighten the boy next to her.
“Don’t be afraid.”
Su Qingyuan turned her head and gently comforted her, her voice clear and gentle, carrying a strong sense of security, “I’m here, I can’t hurt you. Just hold on tight, there’s no need to panic.”
“Mmm! Thank you, fairy! You’re the best!”
Chen Ping nodded hurriedly, looking extremely grateful and deeply moved. He subtly tightened his grip on his sleeve and leaned his head closer to hers.
Upon witnessing this scene from afar, the withered bones’ pupils suddenly turned crimson, their blood surged, and their death energy surged wildly, almost causing them to go berserk on the spot!
Grabbing at the sleeve?
A close-fitting lean?
Su Qingyuan also gently comforted and carefully protected her?
This was the closeness he had longed for but could never have!
He endured for hundreds of years and plotted countless times, but he couldn’t even get close to Su Qingyuan, let alone say a single word to her!
Now, a rogue cultivator, as insignificant as an ant, is able to snuggle up to her, tug at her sleeve, receive her gentle comfort, and be carefully protected by her!
On what grounds?!
Why?!
Kugu Jin’s chest heaved violently, his jaw clenched tightly, the taste of blood spreading in his mouth, and the sinister and violent look in his eyes almost overflowing.
Jealousy, anger, resentment, and unwillingness—countless negative emotions intertwined wildly, completely overwhelming his reason.
He wished he could rush up immediately, tear Chen Ping apart, crush the hand that dared to touch Su Qingyuan’s sleeve, and rip that cowardly face that was an eyesore!
“Young Master! Calm down! Don’t act rashly!”
The sixth-rank steward beside him quickly grabbed him tightly, lowering his voice to urgently dissuade him, “The situation is still uncertain. Making a rash move will only expose yourself and cause all your efforts to be in vain!”
“Just be patient! Once the time is right, this ant will surely die!”
Withered Bones clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms, drawing blood, as he forcefully suppressed his overwhelming rage.
He stared intently at Chen Ping’s infuriating appearance, his killing intent reaching its peak.
Tolerate!
He continued to endure it!
He wanted to see how long this ant could remain so smug!
Today, he is determined to make this arrogant little brat pay the most terrible price!
We must make sure Su Qingyuan falls completely from her pedestal and is completely at his mercy!
Just as the two were getting closer and closer and the raging Kugu Jin was consumed by anger, the attack of the Mist Demon in front suddenly surged again!
The original dozens of Mist Fiends absorbed the chaotic mist again, instantly increasing to over a hundred. They were densely packed, covering the sky and earth, their malevolent aura soaring into the heavens, layer upon layer surrounding and completely sealing off the entire airspace.
Moreover, the shattered divine rocks suspended in mid-air began to collide and explode wildly, spatial cracks continued to expand, and fine spatial turbulence intertwined and merged with the mist, doubling the killing intent and increasing the danger!
“Not good! The Mist Fiends are converging; a deadly trap is forming!”
The elder in green robes’ expression changed drastically, and he roared sharply, “Everyone, unleash your full spiritual power to reinforce the barrier! Qingyuan, prepare your ultimate move to clear the area!”
“clear!”
Su Qingyuan’s eyes flashed with a fierce light as she held back. All the spiritual light around her burst forth, and countless golden Dao patterns rose into the sky, crisscrossing and overlapping, transforming into a massive Heavenly Dao Universe Array Diagram.
The array diagram floated in the void, thick and vast, majestic and righteous, carrying an overwhelming power to crush all evil spirits, and slowly rotated.
“All paths converge to the origin, Heaven and Earth suppress evil!”
A clear, cold shout rang out, and the array instantly poured out a sky full of golden light, like a galaxy falling and the sky overturning, crushing down on the misty aura!