The Yandere Male Lead Chases Me

Chapter 297: Immortal Venerable, Fallen to Demonic Path 26

Liang Yunyue looked down from her high perch, gazing at Su Yan as if she was not looking at a rival, but at some disgusting trash.

Su Yan let out a gentle breath, drawling,

"Alright then, I’ll just have to kill you."

Her words were casually spoken.

Yet they successfully caused a moment of breathlessness for everyone present.

Power surged in Su Yan’s hand, with the bright red sphere of power becoming stronger and stronger.

Off to the side, Feng Yu had been standing in a corner watching; it seemed that, as for Su Yan killing a Pure Cultivation practitioner, or even a Peak Master of Qingyu Mountain, he had no significant reaction.

At the entrance, suddenly there came a voice

"Spare their life!"

Su Yan did not even flutter an eyelid, as the power in her hand was already shooting towards Liang Yunyue with a palm strike!

The person who had reached the entrance narrowed their eyes, wanting to intervene.

But Su Yan’s power as a Demon Cultivator was well-known throughout the Cultivation World.

Want to intercept? It would cost them their life.

There was only the sound of a loud bang!

Liang Yunyue summoned all her power to defend herself, but in the next instant, she fell to the ground like a leaf, face deathly pale, spewing out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Not dead, still breathing.

Why?

Because half the force was blocked by the person who had entered.

Otherwise, Liang Yunyue would be thoroughly dead by now.

The newcomer wore a blue robe, looking quite the refined immortal.

His face was very serious as he called out to the fallen Liang Yunyue,

"Junior Sister?!"

Liang Yunyue struggled against the chaotic power within her body, shaking her head.

Indicating she could still hold on.

Following that, the man in the blue robe turned his gaze toward Su Yan.

He clasped his hands in a gesture of respect, his demeanor rather mild,

"I am Jiang Song. May I ask what has caused you to take such drastic action against my junior sister?"

Su Yan looked up at this man, speaking slowly,

"Does it concern you?"

This response choked Jiang Song.

But he quickly recovered his composure,

"I am one of the five Peak Masters of Qingyu Mountain, and my words carry some weight. It would be good to discuss the matter, so justice can be sought."

With that, he paused for a moment, his gaze inadvertently drifting towards Feng Yu standing behind Su Yan.

His expression hardened.

However, he quickly shifted his focus and continued,

"If it is my junior sister’s fault, I will apologize on her behalf. If it is your fault, Qingyu Mountain’s disciples are not so easy to bully."

At this moment, Liang Lanyi, pale-faced, suddenly jumped out,

"Peak Master Jiang, she injured me without cause, and when my cousin sought justice for me, she was injured by her unprovoked. She is a Demon Cultivator; there’s nothing to discuss with her!"

Su Yan glanced at the unfinished dishes on her table, feeling it was a bit of a waste.

These people were really too noisy.

It had even ruined her appetite.

Talking to these people was less appealing than chatting with Little Red.

Always so much nonsense, never getting to the point.

Seeing that Jiang Song seemed about to launch into some long-winded speech again, Su Yan spoke out,

"If you spout any more nonsense, everyone in this room will die here."

As her words landed, Jiang Song was taken aback again.

Su Yan furrowed her brows, turned around, and, pulling along Feng Yu who stood in the corner, strode towards the outside.

She should have brought out all the servants of the sect.

Xiao Hua said that the original holder of her body used to travel with a grand entourage of servants; wherever she passed, others would avoid her path.

Only bringing Xiao Yu out with her seemed to lack a bit of imposing presence.

That’s why they all pounced on her one by one, insisting on debating these inexplicable issues.

Su Yan, holding onto Feng Yu, walked to the outside.

When they had gone quite a distance, Feng Yu finally spoke slowly,

"It is their good fortune that the Sect Hierarch did not unleash a massacre."

Su Yan listened, nodding seriously,

"Yes, indeed."