37: The Useless Son-in-Law (18)

The fief was located in the newly annexed Shenwu territory, bordering the old lands, a desolate wasteland.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that this was Emperor Qin's strategy of checks and balances.

It both gave a title to someone with immense merit and sent this mysterious god of slaughter far away.

Su Yun didn't care at all. Just as he was preparing to set off, a figure burst into the prince's residence.

The person who arrived was none other than Princess Qin Yinuo.

She was still wearing her capable light armor, but the expression on her face was no longer the coldness of the past; instead, it carried a trace of panic.

"I... I just happened to be patrolling nearby, so I thought I'd stop by... to see you."

She stammered, her eyes darting away, not daring to meet Su Yun's gaze.

Su Yun knew it like the back of his hand.

The patrol route was hundreds of thousands of miles away from the capital; this excuse was simply too lame.

Having lived four lifetimes, how could he fail to see the lingering affection in the eyes of this Princess?

A thought emerged in his mind.

Through their contact over these years, he had long understood that Princess Qin Yinuo's status was far more than just a patrol battalion general.

She was Emperor Qin's most beloved and only daughter, and also the only sister cherished by all those princes locked in infighting.

In Great Qin, the weight of Princess Qin Yinuo was sometimes heavier than a marshal holding heavy troops.

Use her?

Perhaps.

But looking at this woman before him, trapped by love and unable to even speak clearly, Su Yun felt no pleasure in calculating against her.

He just spoke calmly.

"The fief is a long way off, and I'm lacking a companion. Want to come along?"

Princess Qin Yinuo looked up abruptly, her eyes full of disbelief, immediately followed by being overwhelmed by immense surprise, and she nodded vigorously.

The journey to the fief took half a month.

In half a month, for a man with four lifetimes of experience, it was enough to cook raw rice into porridge.

When the convoy arrived at that desolate fief, this most noble Princess of Great Qin had already become the third woman in this life of Su Yun.

When the news reached the capital of Great Qin, Emperor Qin was furious.

But facing his most beloved daughter, all his anger eventually turned into helplessness.

Not long after, an imperial decree granting marriage was sent to the fief.

Emperor Qin issued a decree to marry Princess Qin Yinuo to Prince Yun, Su Yun.

Along with the decree came massive amounts of Cultivation resources from the royal Family, filling the warehouses of the newly built prince's residence.

Su Yun officially transformed from a border prince who had been "exiled" into a prince of a different surname valued by the royal Family.

Three years passed.

Relying on the vast resources and a stable environment, Su Yun's Cultivation successfully reached the fifth level of the Spirit King Realm.

Another twenty years passed.

In the snap of a finger, the world had changed.

Su Yun's Cultivation had already reached the seventh level of the Spirit King Realm.

Nowadays, even looking at the entirety of Great Qin, he belonged to the top tier of powerhouses and no longer needed to rely on anyone.

Over these years, he had also secretly cultivated a force in his fief that was loyal only to him.

In twenty years, many things had happened in the outside world.

During the civil strife in the Shenwu Empire, Prince Taiping, a powerhouse with deep foundations in the Shenwu royal Family, was severely injured in an encirclement and had finally passed away not long ago.

When Su Yun received the news, he only sighed slightly.

Some acquaintances from his past life had gradually turned to dust with the passage of time.

In the Tianhuo Empire, following the destruction of the Su Family, the Liu Family had also been eradicated by the royal Family with thunderous means; now only six great families remained.

The Tianhuo royal Family acted increasingly tyrannically, causing the remaining six great families to feel endangered; they united to openly resist, and chaos arose throughout the country.

Su Yun felt it was time to go back and settle old scores with some people.

He bid farewell to Princess Qin Yinuo and the others, and left the fief alone and quietly.

With his current Cultivation, he could go anywhere in this vast world.

...

Tianhuo Empire, border region, Fengsha City.

Just after entering the city, Su Yun felt the oppressive and tense atmosphere in the city.

On the streets, teams of Martial Artists wearing the attire of the Wang Family were searching house by house, acting extremely tyrannically.

He swept his Divine Sense and discovered a siege taking place in a dilapidated courtyard.

In the courtyard, a group of ragged, terrified people were surrounded; they all bore the unique Family emblem of the Su Family.

They were survivors of the Su Family.

And in the crowd, Su Yun saw a familiar yet strange figure.

Lin Nianci.

More than twenty years had passed; the young girl from back then had grown up, her face showing signs of weathering, but that delicate temperament remained.

At this moment, she was standing with the Su Family members, her face full of despair.

The people besieging them were led by a middle-aged man at the Half-Step Spirit King Realm, who was looking at the Su Family members in the courtyard with a hideous grin.

On the Su Family's side, the strongest was merely an old man at the ninth level of the Spirit Transformation Realm; he was covered in wounds and his aura was withered, clearly having already been through a bloody battle.

"Su Family remnants, run! Why aren't you running anymore?" the Wang Family's Half-Step Spirit King said mockingly, "Today is your death day!"

The Su Family Elder stood trembling in front of his clansmen and roared with a show of bravado: "Does your Wang Family really intend to kill us all?"

"Hahahaha, the traitorous Family, everyone has the right to punish them!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he prepared to order the attack.

Just at this moment, a calm voice sounded from outside the courtyard.

"Is that so?"

Everyone in the courtyard was stunned and looked towards the courtyard entrance in unison.

They saw a man dressed in black, who had been standing there, no one knew since when.

The Wang Family's Half-Step Spirit King frowned and shouted sternly: "How dare you meddle in my Wang Family's business! Your Excellency is..."

He couldn't finish his sentence.

An afterimage flashed by.

His head flew into the sky, his face still maintaining an expression of astonishment.

Blood gushed out, and the headless corpse fell straight down.

Su Yun's figure reappeared in the original spot, as if he had never moved.

The remaining Wang Family Martial Artists were all terrified, looking at this scene in horror.

Before they could react, Su Yun just lifted his eyes and swept across them.

The pressure of the seventh level of the Spirit King Realm descended with a boom.

"Puff! Puff! Puff!"

All the Wang Family members in the courtyard, regardless of their cultivation level, had their bodies explode simultaneously, turning into clouds of blood mist.

In an instant, the slaughter ended.

In the courtyard, only the dumbfounded Su Family members remained.

The leading Su Family Elder looked at the mess on the ground, then looked at the unfathomable young man at the entrance, his legs went soft, and he almost fell to his knees.

What terrifying strength this was!

Killing a Half-Step Spirit King in seconds.

This was at least a powerhouse at the second level of the Spirit King Realm!

He stepped forward tremblingly and respectfully bowed with cupped hands.

"Th-thank you, Senior, for saving our lives! May I ask for your honorable name, Senior..."

Su Yun turned around, looking at this group of familiar yet strange clansmen.

"Everyone, do you not recognize me?"

The survivors of the Su Family looked at each other, struggling to search their memories.

They couldn't remember where they had seen this young powerhouse.

Su Yun had left the Su Family too early, and later he had been restricted within the Tianhuo royal Family, so the people of the Su Family, especially these younger generations, had almost never seen him.

In the crowd, only one person's body was trembling violently.

Lin Nianci stared fixedly at Su Yun's face; that face, even after more than twenty years, was still deeply branded in the depths of her Soul.

Tears burst forth without warning.

"Yun... Brother Yun..."