27: Chapter 27 Is my brother a succubus who lives off a woman?
High at ten thousand meters, a blinding golden light ignited.
The violent air currents were forcibly severed.
A massive golden Formation over a hundred meters in diameter unfurled out of thin air, blotting out the sky.
Immediately after, twelve figures clad in snow-white robes stepped out from the Formation.
The woman who emerged last wore an incredibly intricate gown of starlight gauze; the surrounding clouds automatically parted the instant they touched the hem of her skirt.
The current Saintess of the Sanctuary, Saintess Lin Xinglan.
Su Qing was forced to hover in mid-air by this display.
She looked at this group vigilantly.
The spiritual energy fluctuations emanating from these people—if you pulled out any random one, they wouldn't be much weaker than her.
Especially that woman at the very front!
She made her feel a sense of immense terror.
Where did this large illegal organization pop out from?
Saintess Lin Xinglan saw Su Yun, whom Su Qing was holding, at a glance.
Although his school uniform had turned into rags, he was still alive and didn't appear to be injured.
The heavy stone in Saintess Lin Xinglan's heart finally landed.
Thankfully, it was in time. His Highness the Saint hadn't been hacked into a human stick.
She looked at the small figure wrapped in shadows and spoke, setting the tone.
"The Watchers, Dark Blade."
Her voice was extremely cold, carrying across the high altitude.
"As a member of the dignified The Watchers organization, you are making such a public scene and attacking in the street just for personal feelings."
"Before I came, I received intelligence that you turned love into hate. I originally thought it was a joke, but now it seems simply unreasonable."
Saintess Lin Xinglan adopted the posture of an Elder lecturing a junior.
"Liking someone should mean silently protecting them from behind, giving them enough space and freedom to develop. It shouldn't be like you, taking by force when you can't get what you want, and even using such extreme means to coerce and induce!"
"Put him down!"
Su Qing, holding Su Yun, was stunned after hearing this.
Love turned to hate? Silently protecting?
What kind of melodramatic script is this from?
She turned to look at her big brother.
Su Yun looked at her with a calm face, as if watching a joke.
Su Qing's anger flared up instantly.
"I coerced and induced? I turned love into hate?"
Su Qing roared back using her voice changer, "Auntie, who are you! Are you the police of the Pacific Ocean? Why are you meddling so much?"
The twelve Elders stepped forward half a pace in unison.
"Presumptuous!"
Su Qing didn't buy it at all.
"What? Not even letting people talk?"
Her gaze swept across Saintess Lin Xinglan's excessively beautiful face, and she sneered directly.
"I was wondering why you were in such a rush to bring a bunch of old fossils to snatch someone. Always spouting nonsense about liking and protecting."
"Looking at how you're guarding your food, could it be... that you, this old woman, have also taken a fancy to this scumbag?!"
The air went completely silent.
Saintess Lin Xinglan's cold, gorgeous face froze instantly.
Old woman!
To think she actually called her an old woman!
The twelve Elders behind her were so angry their beards were standing on end.
This was simply the greatest blasphemy against the Sanctuary!
In this brief pause, Su Qing's brain began to run frantically.
She looked down at Su Yun.
The more she thought about it, the more terrified she felt.
Today's events were too bizarre.
That arrogant school beauty from the Second High School, Chu Youwei, risked her life to stand in front of her big brother.
Now, at ten thousand meters in the air, another mysterious female big shot with strength comparable to an S-Rank appeared, bringing a group of peerless experts to snatch him.
What does my stinky big brother have?
He is clearly a loser who doesn't even have spiritual energy!
Wait a second.
No spiritual energy?
Su Qing suddenly had an Epiphany.
No!
Big brother definitely had an Awakening!
And it must be that kind of extremely rare, even anti-common-sense, rule-based ability!
It must be an Incubus-type ability!
Ignoring Rank, ignoring age, passively emitting hormones 24/7, forcibly charming all opposite-sex individuals who get close!
Only this kind of shameless ability can explain why both the school beauty and this old woman in front of her are so devoted to her big brother!
And the reason I wasn't affected must be because I am strong enough!
Good heavens!
Su Qing exclaimed in her heart.
So my big brother, who is scolded as a loser every day, is actually a peerless genius who shamelessly relies on women!
Su Qing hadn't finished complaining in her heart.
The twelve Elders in front could no longer tolerate it.
"Arrogant brat! Let go immediately!"
Twelve extremely terrifying auras locked onto Su Qing simultaneously.
It felt like twelve solid iron mountains slamming directly onto her back.
Su Qing let out a muffled groan.
The shadow wings behind her creaked and groaned, nearly shattering on the spot.
She couldn't hold on.
These old lunatics were serious.
If she stubbornly held onto the person today, she would definitely be blasted into dust.
"Fine! You have more people, you're amazing!"
Su Qing gritted her teeth and let go.
"You dead scumbag! Just go with this old woman! I hope you get drained dry by her soon!"
Leaving behind this extremely vicious threat, Su Qing took advantage of the gap before the pressure fully closed in, retracted and expanded her wings, and turned into a streak of black lightning, fleeing madly downwards.
Saintess Lin Xinglan's eyes turned cold.
"Pursue."
She turned her head, her voice firm and resonant, her tone devoid of any emotion, yet carrying an unquestionable sense of oppression.
"Capture that The Watchers member for me."
Among the twelve Elders, eight immediately accepted the order. With a flick of their robes, eight snow-white figures shot out like arrows from a bow, carrying sharp golden spiritual energy fluctuations as they chased after the direction Su Qing had fled.
Saintess Lin Xinglan added, her tone calm but bone-chillingly cold, "Hand her over to the former Saintess to deal with!"
The Elders acknowledged the order, their figures instantly vanishing into the clouds.
The sea of clouds surged, and the sky returned to just Su Yun and Saintess Lin Xinglan.
Su Yun began his third freefall.
The wind roared in his ears, his clothes flapping violently upwards.
He lowered his eyelids, his expression remaining idle, once again calculating the best posture for hovering using his tentacle propellers—
Then.
A pair of arms caught him firmly.
Left and right, they steadily supported his back and the bend of his knees, scooping him into her embrace.
Su Yun was stunned for a moment.
Then he realized his current situation.
He was lying horizontally, being carried in a princess carry.
The person holding him wore an incredibly intricate starlight gauze gown; the hem of her skirt surged silently in the high-altitude air currents, like scattered stars across the sky.
She lowered her eyelashes, her gaze landing right on his face. Those phoenix eyes were as clear as frost, carrying a hint of scrutiny, and also a hint of hard-to-conceal... focus.
The distance between the two was excessively close.
Su Yun could even see the tiny, fragmented golden light on her eyelashes.
"..."
Saintess Lin Xinglan hadn't expected this posture either.
She had intended to condense spiritual energy in the air to catch him, but the falling speed exceeded her anticipation, and her diving angle was too low.
In the end, it was just an instinctive reaction, directly reaching out her arms to scoop him into her embrace.
At this moment, the two were hovering at ten thousand meters in the air, surrounded by a vast sea of clouds, with no one else around.
On Saintess Lin Xinglan's typically cold and glamorous face, something quietly softened.
She gently tightened her arms, as if confirming that this person was indeed unharmed, her tone becoming very light, no longer the condescending sharpness from before.
"Are you unhurt?"
Su Yun lay quietly in her arms, not struggling, nor speaking.
He just turned his face to the side, looking at his posture with a rather calm gaze, taking his time to scan it.
Then, he spoke unhurriedly.
"I'm fine." Su Yun paused, "However..."
He raised his eyes, meeting Saintess Lin Xinglan's phoenix eyes that were close at hand, his tone as indifferent and light as always, even carrying a hint of nonchalance:
"Is this the posture Your Highness usually uses to catch people?"
Saintess Lin Xinglan's movements suddenly paused.
On her face, which could be called peerless, a thin, barely perceptible flush of red emerged.
Fortunately, the biting cold wind at high altitude was enough to explain everything.
She did not answer this question, but her expression became serious, re-establishing her dignified and composed Saintess demeanor, slightly adjusting Su Yun's position so he could stand steadily on the spiritual energy platform beside her.
"Excuse me."
She spoke softly, her tone recovering three parts of coldness, but lacking the blade-like edge from before, "The situation was urgent at the time."
"It's fine." Su Yun patted his wind-tousled collar and curved his eyes, "Thank you for your help, Your Highness."
"It's just... could you..."
"I mean, after catching this creature named Dark Blade, could you hit her a little lighter..."