Extra: Wen Susu (Part 3)

The Young man who cut through the black net and rescued the little loli was a tall, handsome Young man in white, holding a golden longsword.

He looked to be only seventeen or eighteen, but the Aura emanating from him was incredibly powerful.

The moment he appeared, the black-clothed Elder's expression changed drastically from fright; the pressure from the other party was simply too strong, many times more powerful than him.

Moreover, he could tell that the sword in his hand was clearly a top-grade Immortal Artifact.

A Young man holding such a treasure at such a young age showed that his identity and strength were not something he could afford to offend.

The Elder was quick to react and immediately turned and ran.

"Xiaojiu, how are you? Are you injured?"

The Young man held the little loli's hand and meticulously checked her from head to toe, only letting out a sigh of relief after confirming she was not injured.

"I'm fine!"

Seeing the black-clothed Elder escape, the little loli jumped up and shouted, "That old scoundrel ran away! Catch him quickly!"

"Don't worry, he can't escape. If he dares to touch my sister, even if he escapes to the Hall of Hell, I will drag him back and kill him again!"

The Young man's voice was not loud, but at this moment, an extremely intense killing intent erupted from his entire being.

Wen Susu stood by, looking at the Young man in front of her, completely stunned.

Only now did she realize why the little loli had seemed familiar before: because she bore a three-tenths resemblance to Ye Bufan, and this Young man in front of her was an exact replica, as if carved from the same mold.

However, he was younger and had a different temperament, so it was certain he wasn't Ye Bufan, meaning he must be his child.

The little loli didn't know what she was thinking and came over to help unseal her acupoints.

"Big sister, are you okay? Don't be afraid, with my brother here, you don't need to be afraid of that old bad guy!"

Wen Susu stared at the Young man, "Who are you?"

The little loli quickly said, "This is my brother Ye Qinghuang, and I am Ye Jiucai, you can just call me Xiaojiu!"

Hearing their names, Wen Susu became even more certain of their identities, and her heart was filled with mixed emotions.

For so many years, she had diligently Cultivated, hoping to be worthy of Ye Bufan, but he already had children, and his strength was far greater than hers; this disparity made her feel like spitting blood.

Could it be that her persistence back then was wrong? If she had let go of everything and confessed, would she also have such a big child now?

Just as she was lost in thought, she was swept up by a powerful surge of Qi, and Ye Qinghuang took her and Ye Jiucai to chase after the black-clothed Elder.

The black-clothed Elder ran wildly, pushing his speed to the limit, originally thinking he could escape the danger, but when he looked back, he found Ye Qinghuang already in sight, and his speed was astonishingly fast, getting closer and closer.

"This…"

Although there was still a distance of several thousand feet, he could clearly feel the other party's killing intent.

"It's over, I've caused big trouble this time!"

Thinking this, he frantically pulled out a jade talisman and crushed it.

It turned out that this Elder, whose Dao name was Heisha, came from the Black Cloud Daoist Temple in Jifeng Heaven, also one of the top Sects, even slightly stronger than Xuanni Monastery.

His Master was Grand Elder Heifeng Daoist, but this was all a facade; his biological father was Sect Master Heitan, and to mislead others, he had him apprentice under the Grand Elder.

All these factors combined led to this Elder's recklessness, his habit of flirting everywhere and bullying the weak.

Although he had caused trouble a few times before, Heitan had always suppressed them with his powerful strength.

Now, seeing that things were not good, he immediately crushed the distress jade talisman; as long as he was within ten thousand li, the strong cultivators from the Sect would come to his rescue.

Even so, he felt uneasy and ran wildly in the direction of the Sect.

Although Ye Qinghuang was carrying two people, his speed became faster and faster from behind, and as the distance visibly closed, another black-clothed Elder suddenly appeared before them.

Compared to Elder Heisha, this person had white hair and beard, and his Aura was even stronger, having clearly reached Great Luo Immortal Peak.

Elder Heishui Daoist, the Third Elder of Black Cloud Daoist Temple, had rushed over to rescue him immediately upon receiving the message.

"Elder, save me quickly!"

Elder Heisha immediately rushed over as if he had seen his savior.

"Don't panic, I want to see who dares to touch someone from my Black Cloud Daoist Temple!"

As a Great Luo Immortal Peak, the Elder spoke with full confidence.

But when he saw Ye Qinghuang chasing after them, his expression subtly changed.

A Young man not yet twenty years old had such a powerful Aura, not even beneath his own, and was holding a top-grade Immortal Artifact.

Anyone could see that his background was certainly not ordinary.

The Elder's expression subtly changed, softening considerably.

"Young Master, why are you chasing a Disciple of my Black Cloud Daoist Temple?"

"This bastardly Elder dared to bully my sister! Hand him over, and I can spare your damn Black Cloud Daoist Temple!"

Although Ye Qinghuang was young, as the son of an Immortal Saint Emperor, his words and actions exuded dominance.

Among his many siblings, Ye Jiucai was his most beloved, and he was a true 'sister-protecting demon'.

If Elder Heisha had provoked him, he might have been able to keep his life, but touching Ye Jiucai was a direct death sentence, with no room for negotiation.

Feeling his powerful Aura, Elder Heishui's heart tightened, and before he could ascertain the other party's true strength, he dared not act rashly.

"Young Master, your sister appears unharmed. How about giving my Black Cloud Daoist Temple some Face in this matter? I, the Elder, would be eternally grateful."

"Stop talking nonsense. Your damn Black Cloud Daoist Temple has no Face here with me."

Ye Qinghuang lost his patience, pointing his golden longsword forward, "Either get lost, or die!"

Elder Heishui's Face instantly darkened. He had originally hoped to use the Sect's Face to calm this matter, but he didn't expect to be repeatedly trampled upon by the other party.

"Little brat, don't be too arrogant. My Black Cloud Daoist Temple is not to be trifled with."

As he spoke, his Aura suddenly erupted.

Wen Susu frowned slightly. She had been in the Immortal Realm for twenty years, and although she usually spent her time in secluded Cultivation, she had heard of the top Sects.

Feiyun Daoist Temple's overall strength was slightly stronger than their Xuanni Monastery, and this Elder was the Third Elder, having clearly reached Great Luo Immortal Peak. If they were to clash head-on at this moment, they would likely suffer losses.

This was Ye Bufan's son, and he had just saved her; she didn't want anything to happen to him.

To prevent the Young man from acting rashly, she was about to speak up to dissuade him, when suddenly a huge golden sword light slashed through the Void Realm.

Ye Qinghuang was originally a man of few words and ruthless action; he had only spoken so much before because his parents had insisted. Since the other party didn't know what was good for them, he would simply act directly.

Upon truly facing the golden sword light, Elder Heishui's expression suddenly changed drastically.

Only now did he realize that this Young man had been hiding his strength all along; even an Immortal King might not be able to withstand this sword.

In a flurry, he met the sword with his own, but his meager strength was completely insufficient against the golden sword light.

As the sword light dissipated, he, along with his treasured sword, was split into two, and his Primordial Spirit could not escape.

(Regarding Ye Jiucai's Nezha hairstyle, it's entirely a post-Asian Games aftereffect, hahaha.)