440: You filthy scoundrel, let me go!

After tidying up his appearance, Yang Lingchen continued, "Senior Sister Su, if we leave and the people monitoring us outside notice your aura has vanished, we'll likely be exposed."

"Don't worry! I'll leave behind an aura Clone. This aura Clone will only disappear once we've reached a certain distance away."

As she spoke, Su Yuyan waved her delicate hand, condensing an aura Clone.

"Great! With this aura Clone here, no one will suspect us even after we've left," Yang Lingchen said with a chuckle.

"This is my spatial jade pendant. Take it."

After speaking, Su Yuyan handed her spatial jade pendant to Yang Lingchen. Her figure then transformed into a streak of white light and instantly vanished into the pendant's space.

Yang Lingchen changed into a grey long robe and quietly left the Chunhao Restaurant.

The moment he stepped out of the Chunhao Restaurant, several sharp Divine Senses instantly locked onto him.

After being probed by several Divine Senses, Yang Lingchen finally walked out of their range of coverage.

"Fuck, there really are a lot of people looking to rob others!"

Yang Lingchen cursed inwardly and then quickly flew toward the outskirts of Tianluo City.

Although he wasn't afraid of being robbed, it didn't mean he wanted to expose his trump cards. After all, Nie Xiaoyu was a ghost cultivator, and unless it was a critical moment, he didn't want to summon her at will.

Shortly after Yang Lingchen left Tianluo City, Su Yuyan's aura Clone inside the Chunhao Restaurant vanished without a trace.

"Not good, Su Yuyan's aura has disappeared."

At that moment, the Heavenly Net Realm Cultivators around the Chunhao Restaurant sensed something was wrong and rushed into the tavern one after another.

However, to their disappointment, there was no sign of Yang Lingchen or Su Yuyan in the luxury suite.

"Pursue them! That kid who just came out of this suite wasn't a shop assistant."

A middle-aged man at the Peak of the ninth level of the Heavenly Net Realm had a flash of insight in his eyes and quickly flew toward the city gates.

As the middle-aged man left, the other Loose Cultivators quickly followed in pursuit.

"Senior Brother Tan, Senior Sister Su is in danger. Should we go and lend a hand?" a Core Disciple of Wentian Palace asked.

"Of course, but it's enough for This Young Master to go alone. All of you, head back!" Tan Shaodu said indifferently.

"Then please be careful, Senior Brother Tan. We will head back first," the Core Disciple replied.

"Don't worry! With This Young Master around, no one can harm Junior Sister Su."

Killing intent flashed briefly in Tan Shaodu's eyes before his figure turned into an afterimage, instantly vanishing from the spot.

After leaving Tianluo City, Yang Lingchen sped toward the Wentian Mountain Range. He didn't know if the people behind would catch up; although he wasn't afraid, he didn't want to invite unnecessary trouble.

While speeding along, Yang Lingchen changed his appearance into that of a Young Master.

Just then, several sword lights streaked across the distance, flying over Yang Lingchen's head in the blink of an eye.

As these figures flew past, several terrifying Divine Senses swept over Yang Lingchen.

"A bunch of idiots, trying to chase This Young Master," the corner of Yang Lingchen's mouth curled into a contemptuous smile.

He then slowed his pace; if he went too fast, it would be easy to attract attention.

In the blink of an eye, seven days passed.

On this day, Yang Lingchen finally entered the Wentian Mountain Range. As long as he crossed this range, he would reach the Wentian Sect.

"Yang Lingchen, I didn't expect you to have such tricks. So many people failed to corner us," Su Yuyan's figure suddenly appeared in front of Yang Lingchen.

"What do these little tricks amount to?"

Yang Lingchen gave a slight smile and said, "By the way, Senior Sister Su, what is your relationship with that Tan Shaodu? I saw that he seemed to have some ill intentions toward you."

"I have no relationship whatsoever with a despicable and shameless person like him."

Su Yuyan's beautiful eyes flared with cold killing intent as she said, "Since the day I joined Wentian Palace, that guy has been following me like a shadow, pestering me day and night. After I rejected him a few times, he harbored resentment and actually went so far as to drug me."

"Senior Sister Su, now that you have this Breakthrough Venerable Pill, once your cultivation achieves a Breakthrough, just find an opportunity to kill him," Yang Lingchen said.

"It's easier said than done. Tan Shaodu is the Saint of Wentian Palace and also the future Young Palace Master. If he were killed, the consequences would be unimaginable," Su Yuyan said in a heavy voice.

"Hearing you put it that way, it really won't be easy to kill Tan Shaodu," Yang Lingchen fell into deep thought.

"What? You want to kill him that badly?" Su Yuyan smiled faintly.

"Of course."

A cold killing intent flashed in Yang Lingchen's eyes as he said, "That bastard almost killed me with a single sword strike back then. I must settle this grudge."

"You really do hold a grudge!" Su Yuyan smiled charmingly.

"Naturally. Senior Sister Su, the fact that I was almost killed by him was because of you. Shouldn't you give me some compensation?" Yang Lingchen gave a sheepish smile.

"What kind of compensation do you want?" Su Yuyan said crossly.

"You decide for yourself!" Yang Lingchen said with a smile.

"Then how about I give you a hug? We'll call it even?" Su Yuyan gave a coquettish smile.

"No, at least a kiss as well," Yang Lingchen pointed to his lips.

"Then forget it." Su Yuyan rolled her eyes at Yang Lingchen, then turned and walked toward the depths of the Wentian Mountain Range.

"Fine... fine... fine! A hug it is!" Yang Lingchen quickly spoke up.

He knew that if he didn't even take the hug, he probably wouldn't get anything at all.

Besides, with a beauty of Su Yuyan's Heaven-Defying looks, even a hug was enough to spark the imagination.

"Behave yourself, no fooling around."

Su Yuyan gave a playful scolding and then gently gave Yang Lingchen a hug.

Yang Lingchen naturally couldn't just stand there honestly; his hands smoothly wrapped around Su Yuyan's soft waist.

Feeling that waist as soft as a willow branch and smelling Su Yuyan's natural body fragrance, Yang Lingchen had an involuntary physical reaction.

"scoundrel, let go of me!"

Sensing the change in Yang Lingchen's body, Su Yuyan scolded him, her beautiful cheeks instantly turning crimson.

"Senior Sister Su, I'm sorry. You're too beautiful, and this is just a natural reaction. Actually, my heart and thoughts are very pure."

Yang Lingchen's face turned red, and he quickly hunched his body slightly.

If he stood up straight now, the situation would be far too awkward.

"You, pure? If it weren't for the fact that you helped me, I'd have to castrate you."

Su Yuyan gave Yang Lingchen a cold glance, then turned and continued walking into the Wentian Mountain Range.

"Senior Sister Su, that really was a misunderstanding!" Yang Lingchen quickly caught up.

The two of them flew toward Wentian Palace in this manner.

Stopping and starting along the way, under Yang Lingchen's deliberate attempts to please her, Su Yuyan soon forgot the previous unpleasantness.

As an old hand with countless women, Yang Lingchen had a real knack for dealing with them. Whether it was his eloquence or his various talents, he was proficient in everything.

Moreover, Yang Lingchen possessed the mindset of a modern person; making a woman happy was a simple matter for him.

So, over the course of the journey, the relationship between the two grew much closer.

"Yang Lingchen, you should change back to your original appearance. You never show your true face; I've almost forgotten what you really look like," Su Yuyan said.

"Senior Sister Su, the reason I don't use my true face in front of you is mainly because I'm too handsome, and I'm afraid you'll fall in love with me."

Yang Lingchen gave a chuckle and then removed the disguise mask from his face.