289: The 28th Fifth Wife

Meanwhile, outside the main door.

After the door to the secret room closed tightly without a single gap.

Five women, each peerless and elegant.

Any one of them, if sent out, would be enough to turn the entire High Martial World upside down.

They stood there silently on the floor tiles.

Deathly silence.

No one took the initiative to speak.

Actually, to be honest.

The soundproofing of this secret room, custom-made by the Huayu Association for its members, was superb.

Even if a missile exploded outside, not a sound would be heard within.

However, what level of beings were those standing outside the door?

Four Transcendent Heroic Spirits, plus a yandere younger sister who, despite having just broken through to the Twelfth Stage, possessed a mental perception so abnormal it was hair-raising.

Before their terrifying divine sense and mental power, which were like a vast ocean.

This seemingly indestructible steel door was no different from a sheet of paper.

As long as they wished, every single movement within the secret room...

...even every breath taken by the two while [together]...

...the trajectory of every sliding drop of sweat...

...could be perfectly reflected in their minds.

And the most dangerous part was...

...that they seemed to be doing exactly that right now.

"Drip..."

From deep within the corridor, a water droplet leaked from somewhere unknown and fell softly into a puddle, creating a crisp sound.

This crisp sound was like pressing a dangerous switch.

The hum of a sharp sword wanting to unsheathe rang out.

In an instant.

The gazes of the other four women all focused on Ye Jingjun, who had suddenly drawn the broken ancient sword from her back.

Within her crimson eyes, a monstrous killing intent and a raging sea of jealousy were surging.

"Husband... you bastard."

"You actually... really... started taking off your clothes!"

Ye Jingjun said through gritted teeth.

She stared intently at the secret room door, her entire body uncontrollably emitting Heartless Sword Qi powerful enough to slice the entire Huayu Association building into pieces.

In her divine sense, Su Chen had not only shed his own clothing.

Those hands that had once gently caressed her cheeks...

...were now incredibly gently unzipping Teacher Wang Jin's damaged black tight-fitting combat suit.

Although she had long anticipated what Su Chen would do in the secret room.

However, when Su Chen truly used that incredibly pitying and loving gaze to carefully peel away the combat suit covering Teacher Wang Jin, revealing a sultry body that wasn't much inferior to her own...

Ye Jingjun still felt an uncontrollable surge of anger rising from deep within her heart.

"How dare he..."

"How dare he touch another woman just one door away, right in front of so many of us?"

Seeing Su Chen lean over Teacher Wang Jin's delicate body.

[Kissing] her [lips].

She felt she could no longer suppress her impulse.

She suddenly raised the broken sword in her hand, and a crimson sword light instantly surged dozens of meters.

It looked as if she was about to cleave that innocent steel door in two.

"Sister Ye, please calm down."

A soft hand pressed down on Ye Jingjun's wrist.

It was Cang Mingyue.

Her azure eyes were already filled with tears of grievance.

Large teardrops fell one after another.

As they hit the corridor's floor tiles, they instantly turned into translucent pearls.

"Although Young Master Su's... current behavior is out of line."

"But he is saving someone... he is saving Miss Wang's life."

Cang Mingyue sobbed while firmly pulling back Ye Jingjun's arm.

But she couldn't even convince herself with that reason.

Her trembling voice carried a deep bitterness and resentment that couldn't be hidden.

"But... but Yue'er's heart hurts so much too."

"Brother Su Chen clearly promised us that he wouldn't be unfaithful anymore, that he wouldn't provoke other girls again."

"Why... why does he have such an 'unavoidable' reason every time..."

Especially when Cang Mingyue sensed...

...the deep affection between Su Chen and Teacher Wang Jin while they were [together] in the secret room.

It didn't look like he was saving a life at all; it looked more like [an exchange of] mutual affection.

Thinking of this, Cang Mingyue cried even more sorrowfully.

As her emotions fluctuated violently, the water vapor in the entire underground corridor instantly became incredibly thick.

"Shut up!"

"What 'saving a life'?"

"All I know is that my man is inside holding another woman and enjoying himself!"

Ye Jingjun had already been beaten to the punch by Zhuge Jinyu in the East Sea, and now she was being cuckolded right in front of her face.

She was already blinded by jealousy.

She violently shook off Cang Mingyue's hand, her sword tip pointing straight at the secret room door.

"No, I'm going to hack this door open!"

"I'm going in to watch him with my own eyes."

"Even if he wants to dual cultivate, I'm going to stand right there and watch."

"Besides the routine treatment process, if he dares to make even one extra move, I'll cut off his..."

The Red-robed Sword Immortal's words were cut short by a cold and majestic voice.

"Enough."

Zhuge Jinyu, who had been standing at the very front with her back to everyone in silence, slowly turned around.

Her peerless face now seemed covered in a layer of eternal ice.

Her white robes fluttered without wind, and the vermilion bird feather fan in her hand, a symbol of supreme power, was being gripped tightly in her palm.

She maintained a calm appearance of one who sees the big picture.

But no one noticed...

...that because she was gripping it too hard...

...the ribs of the feather fan, gifted by Su Chen and crafted from ten-thousand-year divine wood...

...had already quietly developed several tiny cracks.

"Ye Jingjun, put away your sword."

"Cang Mingyue, put away your tears."

Zhuge Jinyu narrowed her long, seductive fox-like eyes.

"Do you think the current situation isn't chaotic enough?"

"The Great Xia disaster has not yet subsided. To save a benefactor who shielded us from calamity, Sir is currently exhausting his origin inside."

"What kind of behavior is this, crying and making a scene out of jealousy?"

"Since we will be working together in the future, Sir's words are our rules."

"Since they are rules, why act like a bunch of ignorant, resentful women throwing a tantrum?"

Zhuge Jinyu's words were quite harsh.

She waved her jade-like hand.

A complex Great Qian formation instantly appeared before the door of the secret room where Su Chen and Teacher Wang Jin were.

Rebuked by Zhuge Jinyu, Ye Jingjun and Cang Mingyue were unwilling, but they knew they were in the wrong.

Additionally, the two women had already suffered at the hands of Zhuge Jinyu's formations.

They could only bite their lips and resentfully withdraw their respective techniques.

After all, while they didn't accept Zhuge Jinyu, they had to admit she was right.

If they forced their way in now and interrupted Young Master Su/Husband and Teacher Wang Jin [together]...

...their favorability in Su Chen's heart would likely drop to the lowest point instantly.

However.

Just as the emotions of the three Transcendent Heroic Spirits had stabilized slightly...

...a spine-chilling, sharp scraping sound, like nails on glass...

...suddenly came from the corner.

"Screech... screech..."

Everyone suddenly turned to look.

They saw Su Wanyue, who had been huddled in the corner, now leaning against the wall and slowly sliding to the ground.

This Yandere Little Witch who had just broken through to the Twelfth Stage...

...was clutching her head tightly with both hands.

Her pure and beautiful face had become somewhat distorted and hideous due to extreme pain.

Her ten fingers were buried deep in her smooth hair.

Her nails had clawed through her scalp, and streaks of blood flowed down her fair forehead.

And that "screeching" sound...

...was exactly her overflowing mental power, out of control...

...unconsciously slicing into the surrounding walls.

"Sister Wanyue, what's wrong?"

Seeing this, Jiang Luoli turned pale with fright and hurriedly tried to step forward to check on her.

"Don't touch me!"

Su Wanyue, who had calmed down before, let out a shrill scream like a wounded beast.

A violent mental storm instantly exploded with her at the center, forcing the Thirteenth Stage Jiang Luoli back several steps.

Su Wanyue's mental-type superpower was incredibly powerful and terrifying.

Driven by this superpower, the girl was prone to violent emotional shifts and became temperamental.

In the entire Blue Star...

...only Su Chen could hold her back.

And right now, the only person who could restrain her...

...was inside the room [being together] with Teacher Wang Jin.

Because of this, her current emotional breakdown had become a matter of course.

The girl raised her head and looked toward the iron door.

Her once clear eyes were now completely covered by a layer of morbid crimson.

"My brother... my brother has been defiled..."

(Mwah~ Did everyone get their monthly passes today?~)

(Anyway, our Old Su got to eat well again, so consider this a 520 special episode~)