Chapter 9 — Shen Xueyan: I Want to Be Alone for a While!

“What!?” Shen Xueyan’s heart trembled, her delicate body quivering. She could hardly believe it. Yang Chen wanted to annul the engagement!?

Around them, a group of elders and disciples also looked surprised. The love the Holy Son had for Shen Xueyan was well known throughout the Xuantian Sect. But now, the Holy Son was actually taking the initiative to divorce her! What was going on?

“Holy Son, don’t act impulsively!” One elder tried to dissuade Yang Chen.

Yang Chen waved his hand to stop the elder and continued, “The engagement is now void between us! From now on, you and I, Yang Chen, will have nothing to do with each other again!”

As he spoke, Yang Chen took out the marriage certificate. With a wave of his hand, he engulfed the certificate in flames, burning it to ashes.

“Everyone, on the seventh day of next month, I, the Holy Son, will have a grand wedding! You are all welcome to the Holy Son Peak to have a drink in celebration!”

After saying this, Yang Chen turned into a golden light and left.

“The Holy Son’s grand wedding on the seventh day of next month?” The group of elders and disciples were once again shocked.

“What is the Holy Son doing?”

“Didn’t he always love Shen Xueyan? He has been pursuing her for more than ten years!”

“Why does he suddenly want an annulment, and he even has a grand wedding on the seventh day of next month?”

“I understand now. The Holy Son has given up on Fairy Xueyan!”

“Look, isn’t that Lin Yan beside Fairy Xueyan?”

“It turns out to be this clingy fellow, always sticking to Fairy Xueyan since he came to our Xuantian Sect. He couldn’t be chased away no matter how hard one tries?”

“Humph, although countless male disciples in our Xuantian Sect admire Fairy Xueyan, knowing that Fairy Xueyan and the Holy Son have an engagement, they all keep a certain distance. But this Lin Yan, shamelessly, knowing that the other party is engaged, still sticks around so closely. And Shen Xueyan, clearly engaged to the Holy Son, was so close to Lin Yan. It’s no wonder the Holy Son annulled the engagement!”

The voices of the disciples around were not concealed at all. Shen Xueyan and Lin Yan heard them clearly.

Lin Yan’s anger surged, the veins on his forehead bulging as he pointed at the disciples around him and angrily said, “What did you say? Are you courting death?”

“Bullshit, a mere Fourth stage Foundation Establishment realm dares to say we’re courting death!”

“It’s you who’s courting death!”

“Lin Yan, remove your dog’s claws from Fairy Xueyan!” A Golden Core disciple walked out and said coldly.

The Holy Son took the initiative to cancel the engagement with Shen Xueyan. And the Holy Son was going to hold a grand wedding on the seventh day of the coming month. That meant the Holy Son was no longer interested in Shen Xueyan. Their chance had come. Naturally, they would teach Lin Yan a lesson now to keep him away from Fairy Xueyan.

“You are courting death!” Lin Yan gripped his sword tightly, about to make a move.

But Shen Xueyan, standing beside him, said coldly, “Enough, Lin Yan. Do you think I haven’t been humiliated enough already?”

Beaten with a single move by Yang Chen, then forcibly divorced by Yang Chen, and now the discussions of the crowd just now. She only felt her face burning and just wanted to leave here quickly.

Shen Xueyan broke away Lin Yan’s hands supporting her arms and left alone.

When she left the martial arts arena, a tear fell from the corner of Shen Xueyan’s eye, containing grievances, loneliness, and failure. She had never expected things to turn out like this.

Yang Chen had reached the Fifth stage of the Golden Core realm! He had beaten her with a single move, severely injuring her, and then forcibly annulling their engagement without a sliver of mercy.

She suddenly felt that Yang Chen had become a stranger. The Yang Chen who used to be so eager to please her seemed like a different person now.

“Senior Sister Xueyan, let me send you back!” Lin Yan once again walked up to her.

“Junior Brother Lin, I can go back by myself!” Shen Xueyan did not agree.

The discussions just now made her want to keep some distance from Lin Yan now. But Lin Yan naturally would not give up like this.

“That bastard Yang Chen must have obtained some great opportunity, otherwise, with his talent and state of mind, he would never have such a cultivation speed!

“Senior Sister Xueyan, don’t be discouraged! Your future is far better than Yang Chen’s. He is just a playboy!”

If it were before, Shen Xueyan would have been very happy to hear Lin Yan’s comments on Yang Chen. After all, she also thought so too. But now, after being defeated by Yang Chen’s casual move, she knew how strong Yang Chen was.

Lin Yan, a mere Fourth stage Foundation Establishment realm cultivator, looking down on a Fifth stage Golden Core realm like this made her feel like Lin Yan was too frivolous.

It was simply an insult just for the sake of one. Her affection for him had decreased significantly.

“Enough, Junior Brother Lin!” Shen Xueyan interrupted Lin Yan, her voice deep. “You don’t need to send me back. I want to be alone for a while!”

After speaking, Shen Xueyan left straight away.

Lin Yan stood in place, his eyes darkening.

“Master, that bastard Yang Chen must have gained some great opportunity!” Lin Yan’s voice was tinged with jealousy and greed.

“Yan’er, do you want to seize his opportunity?” A gentle voice sounded.

“If I can, of course, I want to seize it! Master, you also said that the cultivation world is a world of competition. If Yang Chen can reach the Fifth stage of the Golden Core realm in a short time, this opportunity is definitely not simple! If I can obtain it for myself …”

Lin Yan’s eyes gradually showed a hint of killing intent.

At this moment, Yang Chen returned to the Holy Son Peak.

[Ding, the host defeated Shen Xueyan and forcefully and divorced her, causing Shen Xueyan’s Dao heart to be frustrated, reducing her affection for Lin Yan. The host plundered 300 points of Providence Luck from Lin Yan, gaining 300 VPs!]

Yang Chen raised his eyebrows.

Only 300 points? That’s too little.

Far less than when his son was born and he directly plundered 3000 points of luck from Lin Yan! It looked like he still needed Lin Xilan to have a few more children for him. Distribute Lin Yan’s luck more evenly that way.