Chapter 733: It Hurts! It Hurts So Much!
It was over.
He was completely and utterly screwed.
A sharp, throbbing pain lanced through Shen Anyu's temples.
The leap from the eleventh to the twelfth layer of the Martial God Art was not merely a step—it was a chasm. It was the gulf that separated a Land Immortal from a true Martial God. Even a once-in-a-generation genius would struggle to cross that divide in twenty years.
But for Susan, whose talent was so monstrous it bordered on demonic, Shen Anyu estimated she could make the breakthrough in less than two months.
And if Susan broke through to the Martial God realm and came looking for him… that would be very, very bad.
Shen Anyu was confident Susan would never harm him. But the women around him? He had no such confidence. She wouldn't show them an ounce of mercy.
Would she just kill them all? Slaughter every last one?
For the first time in a long while, Young Master Shen was genuinely troubled.
Susan was perfect in almost every way: obedient, beautiful, sweet, and utterly compliant. Her terrifying talent was an incredible asset to him; the cultivation feedback he received from his investment in her alone surpassed that of all the other women combined.
But that sweetness, that obedience, was reserved for Shen Anyu and him alone.
Susan was a yandere.
And unlike Bai Bing, who at least tried to mask her possessiveness, Susan made no attempt whatsoever to conceal her murderous intent toward the other women in his orbit.
Shen Anyu could already see the scene playing out in his mind's eye: Yu Guannan, Ling Qingcheng, and the other Destined Heroines lying broken at Susan's feet, their blood blooming across the floor like spider lilies in the fields of Hell.
'I should go see Susan first,' he decided after a moment's thought. With a mere flicker of intent, his supernatural skill, Love Infinite Teleportation, activated. In an instant, he crossed two thousand li, flashing from Hangzhou to a secluded courtyard within the Shen family's old residence in the Imperial Capital—Susan's private cultivation grounds.
Before he departed, however, Shen Anyu had taken the time to change his clothes, a calculated move to prevent Susan from detecting Zhou Luyao's lingering scent on him.
This was basic operating procedure for Shen Anyu. The noses of these female cultivators were more sensitive than a bloodhound's.
As the envied and resented Young Master Shen, his life was not nearly as easy as others imagined. If not for his God-level Steel Body, he probably would have succumbed to kidney deficiency long ago, just like that Super Soldier King, Xiao Fan.
The pain of it all! It was too much!
Constantly having to decide which woman's door to knock on for the night, all while desperately trying to keep his fleet of little boats from capsizing—who could possibly understand this kind of suffering?
He had been in Hangzhou for the first half of the night, and now, in the second half, he was already in the Imperial Capital.
The night view of the capital at 4:30 AM was a bizarre, kaleidoscopic dreamscape of neon and shadow.
…
'Knowing that I'm about to break through to the Martial God realm, Husband must be so happy.'
Susan cupped her flushed, overly excited face, her eyes intoxicated as she stared at her phone, waiting for Shen Anyu's reply.
'When the time comes, I'll give Husband a huge surprise. I'll secretly appear right beside him.'
As these thoughts drifted through her mind, Susan's angelic face was alight with a sweet, blissful happiness.
"It's just that…"
Her delicate brows furrowed slightly. Although she had been in seclusion recently, her spiritual power enveloped the entire Shen family ancestral home, serving as a protective ward against any intruders.
She wanted to guard this home for Brother Shen.
This was the promise she had made to Shen Anyu when she left the Demon Capital: she would protect his family.
However, she had caught wind of some unpleasant rumors. Namely, that Brother Shen seemed to have some sort of connection with Yu Guannan and Ling Qingcheng.
"It must be those wretched women throwing themselves at Brother Shen, trying to hook him!"
A crimson tide surged into Susan's clear eyes, and a murderous intent roiled forth, stirring the very air around her like a hurricane.
"Brother Shen is so good, so outstanding… Of course he's coveted by countless wicked women. Susan must protect Brother Shen."
"Kill… I'll kill them all."
"All the bad women who dare to covet Brother Shen… I'll kill every single one of them!"
"Only Susan truly pities Brother… Who?"
Just then, Susan's eyes sharpened. She sensed a powerful aura tearing through the air, approaching at an incredible speed.
This aura far surpassed the Heavenly Human level.
But Susan felt no fear. She would protect the Shen family, no matter what.
She was very strong now. Very, very strong.
The next moment, however, she recognized the aura of the newcomer. The tension in her brow melted away, and she bolted out the door.
"Susan, my dear…"
Seeing her rush toward him, Shen Anyu's handsome face broke into a gentle smile as he prepared to greet her.
But before he could finish, Susan had already launched herself into his arms like a crimson meteor. She clung to him with both her arms and legs, wrapping around him like a desperate koala, as if terrified he might vanish.
"Husband, Susan misses you so, so much."
A dreamy, ethereal voice, thick with an intense, almost painful longing, escaped her pink lips.
Susan buried her face in Shen Anyu's chest, her delicate nose taking a deep, shuddering breath as she inhaled his scent, absorbing his warmth.
Shen Anyu froze for a second before his peach blossom eyes softened with a hint of pity. His large hand came up to gently stroke the fragrant shoulders and soft back of the girl in his arms. "It's only been half a month since we last saw each other," he said softly. "Do you really miss me that much?"
Before heading to Hangzhou, he had made a special trip to the Imperial Capital to teach both Susan and his parents the Martial God Art and leave them a supply of elixirs.
"I miss you so, so much. A day apart feels like three autumns. Susan hasn't seen Husband in what feels like over ten years. How could I not miss you?"
Susan lifted her palm-sized, exquisitely pure face, her lovely eyes gazing up at Shen Anyu with a foolish, adoring look. Her cheek rubbed comfortably against his large hand, like a perfectly behaved kitten.
But Shen Anyu could sense the terrifying power coiled within that soft, slender body. It was immense, a force that, if unleashed, would surely surpass the eruption of an undersea volcano.
At this moment, Susan had indeed reached the absolute peak of the Land Immortal realm. And she was cultivating the Martial God Art, a divine technique so deep that her true strength was far beyond what others of the same rank could ever hope to match.
Barring the sudden appearance of another Child of Destiny, Susan was virtually invincible in the mortal world.
And all this, less than a month after Shen Anyu had first met her.
Just why Susan was so powerful had always been a lingering question in Shen Anyu's mind. It wasn't merely a matter of her monstrously exceptional talent; there had to be other reasons. He simply didn't believe she could reach the peak of the Land Immortal realm in such a short time based on talent alone.
Shen Anyu suspected it was related to Su Muyue—the pure, holy girl he had once glimpsed deep within Susan's soul. But beyond that single encounter, he had no further clues.
Shen Anyu's Divine Sense permeated Susan's soul. She offered no resistance. Even though it was the most vulnerable and private part of her being, she opened herself to him without the slightest reservation.
'A pity. I still can't find any trace of that Su Muyue.'
A flicker of regret passed through his eyes.
That Su Muyue was also a Destined Heroine, and her favorability towards him had reached its maximum value the very instant she laid eyes on him. She had provided him with over five million destiny value, a sum that dwarfed what any other Destined Heroine could offer. Typically, a Destined Heroine with full favorability might grant him 300,000 or perhaps 500,000 destiny value. Su Muyue had given him five million.
These thoughts flashed through his mind as he scrutinized the girl in his arms.
Susan's appearance had changed quite a bit since he first met her, a transformation brought on by experience, or perhaps by her cultivation.
Now, her skin was like the finest mutton-fat jade, crystalline and without the slightest flaw, seeming to glow with a faint, internal light. Her exquisitely beautiful and pure face now held a hint of divinity, a touch of holiness. Her eyes shone with a brilliant light, even possessing a trace of majesty, as if a goddess had descended to the mortal realm, a celestial maiden gracing the world with her presence.
She was, indeed, becoming more and more similar to that Su Muyue.
Shen Anyu was lost in thought.
"Husband~"
Susan's voice—sweet, cloying, and shy—rang out melodiously, laced with a subtle, almost unconscious allure.
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