Demonic Cultivator: Immune To Common Side Effects - Chapter 36

Chapter 36: The Su Clan’s Son-in-Law? An Honored Guest!

Xuansha and his group hadn’t gone far.

They were waiting just outside Broken Sword Valley for news, anxious about Xuanwang’s fate and the situation with Li Yan, the traitorous disciple.

Then, Eldest Senior Brother Mingshan spotted Li Yan emerging.

They were stunned!

Looking closer, they saw Li Yan walking shoulder-to-shoulder with the Third Elder of the Su Clan.

What?! How is this possible?

Moreover, the Third Elder was treating Li Yan with utmost courtesy.

Eldest Senior Brother Mingshan and Second Senior Sister Mingyue exchanged glances.

“What’s going on? Where’s that old ghost Xuanwang?”

“How is Junior Brother Mingyan walking with the Third Elder of the Su Clan? And why is the Third Elder treating him with such deference?”

Countless questions swirled in their minds. When their eyes met Li Yan’s, he appeared calm and unafraid, showing no fear of Martial Uncle Xuansha or the Tranquil Void Temple disciples.

Martial Uncle Xuansha stepped forward, only to be stopped by a single glare from the Third Elder.

The crushing pressure of a Blood Core Realm cultivator on a Blood Shifting Realm cultivator was overwhelming, far beyond Martial Uncle Xuansha’s ability to withstand.

The Third Elder’s single glare left Xuansha gasping for breath.

“This young friend Li Yan is my esteemed benefactor. Think twice before causing him trouble!”

The Third Elder’s oppressive aura pinned Martial Uncle Xuansha to the ground, preventing him from even lifting his head.

“Junior… Junior wouldn’t dare!” Xuansha hastily cupped his hands in a gesture of respect.

They could only watch helplessly as Li Yan swaggered past them.

Martial Uncle Xuansha lowered his head and whispered, “Li Yan, what happened to that old rogue Xuanwang?”

Li Yan smirked. “Who knows?”

With that, Li Yan strode past Xuansha.

He secretly asked Elder Su, “Elder Su, could you help me eliminate Xuansha?”

Elder Su shook his head. “Xuansha is wary of us. If he fights to the death, it would be troublesome for me.”

“Besides, if the commotion attracts other cultivators and things go sideways, we won’t be able to escape.”

That made sense.

There were too many variables. If a powerful cultivator were drawn to the disturbance, things could get messy.

“We should head to Mishan City as soon as possible to evade the Su Clan’s Blood Shadow pursuers.”

“Follow me.”

The Su Clan Elder waved his hand, summoning a floating pavilion ship from his Storage Ring.

The massive vessel stretched over forty zhang—a hundred-meter-long behemoth. Its sails bore the Su Clan’s emblem, making it clear this was no ordinary ship. Constructed from rare spiritwood, its opulent design left no doubt of its immense value.

The Eldest Senior Brother and others from Tranquil Void Temple couldn’t help but sigh in awe.

“As expected of the Su Clan… their wealth knows no bounds.”

“How many natural treasures must have gone into building this magnificent warship?”

“How did Junior Brother Mingyan even get to know Elder Su? And why is the elder treating him like an honored guest?”

Mingshan and Mingyue, siblings from Tranquil Void Temple, watched Li Yan board the ship, their hearts filled with envy and bewilderment.

What kind of status did a Su Clan Elder hold? Yet he was being so courteous to Li Yan, even inviting him aboard the ship.

Then Mingshan, ever sharp-eyed, noticed something else.

“Look! The young lady following behind Junior Brother… isn’t that Su Mo, the Su Clan’s peerless prodigy?”

“Could it be… has this kid finally struck gold in love?”

Senior Brother Mingshan stroked his chin, gazing at Su Mo, whose beauty rivaled that of a celestial being, as she obediently trailed behind Li Yan.

I don’t understand… This world has gone mad! he thought. I just don’t understand.

The Su Clan Elder was treating Li Yan with utmost respect, and Su Mo, the clan’s own prodigy, seemed to hang on his every word.

Mingyue speculated, “Could it be that Junior Brother has become the Su Clan’s son-in-law?”

Mingshan slapped his thigh. “That’s entirely possible! With his talent and aptitude, the Su Clan might genuinely want him!”

The Eldest Senior Brother and Second Senior Sister were well aware of Li Yan’s extraordinary talent. The kid learned everything quickly, cultivated at a terrifying pace, and possessed innate gifts that set him apart.

For a mere Outer Disciple from Tranquil Void Temple to suddenly become the Su Clan’s son-in-law overnight… it wasn’t entirely impossible.

Eldest Senior Brother Mingshan gazed enviously at Li Yan. “How wonderful… If only the Su Clan would take an interest in me…”

“Brother, stop daydreaming,” his sister retorted. “You can’t compare to Junior Brother’s bearing, and you’re not as handsome either. His cultivation talent surpasses yours a thousandfold.”

Mingshan deflated under his sister’s sharp words.

Lies may wound, but the truth cuts like a blade!

Her words were painfully accurate, a knife to the heart.

Meanwhile, the siblings’ speculations were just that—speculations.

Under the watchful eyes of Xuansha and the others, Li Yan and Elder Su boarded the floating pavilion ship.

The vessel soared eastward, heading toward Mishan City.

Inside the ship’s banquet hall, Elder Su warmly urged, “Young friend, please take the seat of honor!”

“Elder Su, you’re my senior. How could I presume to sit in the chief’s place?”

Elder Su firmly pulled Li Yan into the seat. “Nonsense! If not for your intervention, I would have remained a Shadow Slave for the rest of my life. Such great kindness requires no flowery words—gratitude speaks through deeds!”

He had a point.

After nearly a century of solitary confinement, Elder Su had long abandoned hope. Then Li Yan had rescued him.

At that moment, no act could fully express Elder Su’s gratitude to Li Yan.

“Young Friend Li, you’ve saved not only this old man but also countless younger members of my Su Clan.”

“Just sit comfortably in the seat of honor! Stop refusing such a small favor!”

Seeing their insistence, Li Yan reluctantly sat down, surrounded by the Su Clan’s female disciples, as beautiful as blooming flowers, who served him delectable dishes.

He had to admit, Li Yan was genuinely hungry.

But why would cultivators still need to eat?

Indeed, they did!

This wasn’t the Ancient Immortal Arts Era, when cultivators could sustain themselves solely by absorbing spiritual energy.

At least within the Mountain of No Return, there wasn’t a trace of spiritual energy.

The cultivators here relied on Blood Qi to fight, and when that was depleted, they had no choice but to replenish it through external sustenance.

A lavish spread of roasted beast meat and fresh vegetables lay before Li Yan.

He devoured the meat and drained his wine cup with gusto.

With each bite of meat, the Blood Qi in his Dantian surged.

The wine instantly invigorated him, making his blood boil and his strength surge.

“Excellent wine! This must be the Su Clan’s Red-Yellow Wine!”

Hearing this, Elder Su stroked his beard and chuckled heartily. “Who would have thought a young man like you would recognize our Su Clan’s Red-Yellow Wine?”

Li Yan chuckled awkwardly. How could he possibly recognize it? His knowledge of such matters stemmed entirely from the memories Xuanwang had left behind.

Elder Su, however, launched into an enthusiastic explanation.

“Indeed, Red-Yellow Wine is essential for Su Clan cultivators when traveling. Just one sip invigorates the Blood Qi.”

“Since you enjoy it so much, young friend, I’ll gift you ten jars!”

Li Yan, feigning modesty, clasped his hands in a polite gesture. “How could I possibly accept such generosity?”

Yet even as he spoke, he had already stored all ten jars of Red-Yellow Wine in his Storage Ring.

The old man and the youth exchanged a knowing glance. No more words were needed; the wine itself spoke volumes.

They drank the potent liquor and devoured massive chunks of roasted beast meat.

The fiery alcohol swept away the day’s weariness.

The massive portions of meat—thicker than a man’s thigh—replenished the energy they had expended over the past few days.

Outside the window, the floating pavilion ship glided swiftly through the air, effortlessly avoiding any dangers along the journey.

Within the ship’s robust Formation, Li Yan could even sleep soundly.

Just as the feast reached its peak, a disciple burst into the room with a report.

“Third Elder! A group ahead is blocking our path!”

Elder Su, who had been deep in conversation with Li Yan, frowned deeply. “Who dares obstruct our pavilion ship?”