Chapter 375: Susan Goes Berserk! Kill Them All!
Outside.
Seeing Shen Anyu and the three Heaven-Human realm powerhouses of the Martial God Hall suddenly vanish, Zhong Lingyin, Yang Luoluo, Aunt Xiao, and the others grew anxious. They no longer cared about the danger, rushing onto the battlefield to search for them.
"Where did Master Brother go?"
Looking at the torn ground of the battlefield, filled with traces of destruction, Yang Luoluo's bright, large eyes showed deep anxiety. She looked left and right, yet couldn't detect the slightest clue, as if Shen Anyu and the three others had evaporated into thin air.
The devastation was absolute. It wasn't just that the combatants were missing; it was as if the laws of physics had been rewritten in this specific coordinate. The asphalt road had been churned into a mixture of molten tar and pulverized rock, emitting a pungent, acrid smell of ozone and sulfur that stung the nostrils.
Yang Luoluo, a Grandmaster in her own right, felt a chill that had nothing to do with the temperature. Her martial intuition, usually sharp as a razor, was giving her nothing but static. No heartbeat. No breathing. No fluctuations of True Qi.
"Master Brother!" she screamed again, her voice cracking. The silence that answered her was heavier than any mountain.
"It's all my fault. I should have left with those people. I am a jinx; I brought him misfortune..."
Zhong Lingyin's usually brilliant, starry eyes were dull and lifeless, devoid of any sparkle. She felt an unprecedented despair; if something happened to Shen Anyu, she wouldn't want to live either.
She collapsed onto the jagged debris, her expensive silk dress tearing on the sharp rocks, but she felt no pain. The physical pain was nothing compared to the hollow, gnawing void in her chest. Memories flashed before her eyes like a cruel film reel—the terrifying night in Tokyo with the Vulture, the constant threats, the kidnappings. Every time, Shen Anyu had been her shield. He had descended like a god to sweep away the darkness.
But gods were supposed to be invincible. What happens when the god disappears?
"I am a cursed woman," she whispered, her fingers digging into the scorched earth until her nails broke. "Everyone who gets close to me gets hurt. The fans, the crew... and now him. I killed him. I killed the only man I ever loved."
Aunt Xiao and the other Shen Family guards searched everywhere, as anxious as ants on a hot pan, but to no avail.
"If Young Master went missing, or even worse..."
Aunt Xiao's face was pale. She couldn't imagine how much of a shock that would cause. Shen Anyu was the only male descendant of the third generation of the two super families, the Yanxia Shen Family and the Yanxia An Family, and was highly valued. The entire Yanxia, and even the world, would likely be plunged into turmoil.
It wasn't just a matter of grief; it was a matter of geopolitical stability. Shen Anyu was the nexus point of military power and unimaginable wealth. If he died here, in a nameless suburb of Shanghai, the wrath of Elder Shen and Elder An would be apocalyptic. They would burn the Martial God Hall to the ground, but they wouldn't stop there. Heads would roll. The economy would crash. Blood would flow in rivers to accompany the Young Master to the afterlife.
And as the head of his security detail, Aunt Xiao knew her fate was sealed. But she didn't care about her life; she cared about the boy she had watched grow up.
"Keep searching!" Aunt Xiao roared, her voice trembling with hysteria. "Use the thermal scanners! Use the seismic detectors! Dig with your bare hands if you have to!"
They, as guards, would be even more blameworthy.
Ye Linyuan also pretended to search at this time, but his heart was overflowing with joy.
He ran back and forth, turning over small rocks with exaggerated effort, his small face twisted into a mask of worry. But inside the shell of this seven-year-old child, a demon was dancing a jig.
'Dead! He's dead! He has to be dead!'
Ye Linyuan's soul was vibrating with ecstasy. The sight of the empty crater was the most beautiful scenery he had ever seen—more beautiful than any sunrise, more beautiful than any painting.
Although Ye Linyuan didn't know what had happened, the logic was undeniable. The three monsters from the Martial God Hall were Heavenly Human experts. They must have used some forbidden technique, some mutual destruction ability to drag Shen Anyu down to hell with them.
It would be best if Shen Anyu and the three Heaven-Human realm powerhouses of the Martial God Hall disappeared together, perishing simultaneously. Then he could laugh with his mouth wide open even in his dreams.
Ten minutes, twenty minutes, thirty minutes...
Time dragged on like a rusted chain. The sun began to dip below the horizon, painting the sky in hues of blood-orange and bruising purple, casting long, grotesque shadows over the battlefield.
After a full hour.
Yang Luoluo, Zhong Lingyin, Aunt Xiao, and the others had searched every inch of the ten-mile radius, almost digging three feet deep, but still couldn't find the slightest clue.
It was as if Shen Anyu and the three Heaven-Human realm powerhouses of the Martial God Hall had vanished into thin air.
The reality of the situation began to set in like rigor mortis.
Yang Luoluo, usually full of vitality, burst into tears, squatting on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably. She hadn't even confessed to Master Brother yet; they weren't together. Why did it turn out like this? Why?
"Waaaaah! Master Brother! You promised! You promised you'd take me to eat ice cream! You promised you'd teach me the higher levels of cultivation! You liar! You big liar!"
Her cries were raw, the sound of a heart breaking for the very first time. Yang Luoluo was young, innocent, and full of life. She had never truly experienced loss. Shen Anyu had been her sun, her moon, and her stars. Without him, her world was plunged into eternal darkness.
Zhong Lingyin's exquisite and beautiful face was as pale as a corpse, her lively eyes having lost all their luster. If not for a Shen Family female guard supporting her, she would have probably collapsed to the ground, her figure swaying precariously.
She didn't cry loud like Luoluo. Her grief was silent, a poison that shut down her organs one by one. She stared at the empty space where Shen Anyu had last stood, her mind already contemplating the end. Without him, the title of Heavenly Queen meant nothing. The applause of millions meant nothing.
Aunt Xiao's face was full of bitterness. She had already notified the Yanxia Shen Family and the Yanxia An Family, and it was hard to imagine what kind of shock would follow.
[Ding! Child of Destiny Ye Linyuan's jealousy exploded, plundering +9999 Destiny Points!]
[Ding! Child of Destiny Ye Linyuan's mindset exploded, plundering +9999 Destiny Points!]
...
Originally, Ye Linyuan was quite happy and pleased, barely holding back his laughter.
His love rival, Shen Anyu, had met with an accident, which made him extremely happy. The three Heaven-Human realm powerhouses of the Martial God Hall also met with an accident, making him even happier.
Double the happiness.
Double the joy.
Ye Linyuan felt as if he had never been this happy and joyful in his entire life. The dopamine rush was intoxicating. He felt light, weightless, as if the heavy suppression of the "Villain's Halo" had finally been lifted from his shoulders.
'The heavens have eyes!' he cheered internally. 'Justice is served! The wicked are punished!'
His love rival and his enemy both met with accidents; what could be happier than that?
If there was, it would definitely be being with his goddess Senior Sister and Sharing joy.
If not for Fifth Sister Zhong Lingyin and Seventh Senior Sister Yang Luoluo being present, Ye Linyuan would have practically wanted to sing loudly and dance a joyful horse-riding dance, just short of setting off firecrackers and fireworks.
But then...
He looked around. He expected to see relief. He expected to see his Senior Sisters turning to him, the "Brother" they grew up with, for support. He expected to be the one to wipe their tears and step into the void left by Shen Anyu.
Instead, he saw total devastation.
Seeing Fifth Sister Zhong Lingyin and Seventh Senior Sister Yang Luoluo sobbing uncontrollably and looking distraught over Shen Anyu, Ye Linyuan's mindset exploded, and his jealousy reached its peak.
The joy curdled instantly into a thick, black sludge of possessive rage.
'Why? Why are Fifth Sister and Seventh Sister so distraught and sobbing uncontrollably because of that Shen? Does Shen Anyu really hold such a high position in their hearts???'
Ye Linyuan keenly sensed that something was wrong. If Second Senior Sister Liu Ruyan were this sad, he could understand.
After all, Shen Anyu is Second Senior Sister Liu Ruyan's boyfriend. That was a known fact, a painful one, but a fact.
But now, why are Fifth Sister Zhong Lingyin and Seventh Senior Sister Yang Luoluo also so sad?
Zhong Lingyin looked like a widow mourning her husband of fifty years. Yang Luoluo looked like she had lost her soulmate. This wasn't just friendship. This wasn't just gratitude for saving a life. This was love. Deep, bone-marrow-etching love.
'No... impossible...' Ye Linyuan gritted his teeth, his small hands clenching into fists until the knuckles turned white. 'They are MY Senior Sisters! They are destined to be MINE! How could they fall for that scumbag so deeply in such a short time?'
Could it be that Fifth Sister Zhong Lingyin and Seventh Senior Sister Yang Luoluo also have feelings for that Shen?
The realization hit him like a physical slap. The "Green Hat" wasn't just hovering over his head; it was being firmly pressed down, encompassing his entire existence.
'Fortunately, fortunately, that Shen is most likely dead, otherwise it would be troublesome...'
Ye Linyuan thought to himself, then grinned again, a twisted expression on a child's face.
'Yes, cry. Cry it all out now. He's dead. Dead men can't compete. Dead men can't hold you. Once you are done crying, I will be here. I will replace him. I will erase his memory from your minds bit by bit.'
Shen Anyu, this love rival, even made him more vigilant than his enemy from the Martial God Hall. Even in death, Shen Anyu's shadow loomed large.
Fortunately, now Shen Anyu and the three Heaven-Human realm powerhouses of the Martial God Hall have vanished into thin air. Although he doesn't know what accident occurred, they most likely won't have a good end and won't survive.
Thinking of this, Ye Linyuan felt much better.
In fact, Ye Linyuan even went over to comfort Fifth Sister Zhong Lingyin and Seventh Senior Sister Yang Luoluo, hoping to take advantage of the situation and gain their favor.
He walked up to Zhong Lingyin, putting on his best "sensible little brother" act. He reached out a small, chubby hand to pat her trembling shoulder.
"Fifth Sister... don't be sad. Maybe it's fate..."
However, what displeased Ye Linyuan was that he was repeatedly rebuffed.
Zhong Lingyin's starry eyes were vacant, and she completely ignored Ye Linyuan's comfort. She didn't even flinch when he touched her. She was in a catatonic state where only Shen Anyu existed. Ye Linyuan was less than air to her.
He gritted his teeth and moved to Yang Luoluo.
"Seventh Sister, stop crying. It's ugly. Big Brother Shen wouldn't want—"
Yang Luoluo was squatting on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably, and likewise ignored Ye Linyuan's comfort. She turned her back to him, curling into a tighter ball, shutting him out of her world of grief.
[Ding! Child of Destiny Ye Linyuan was displeased, plundering +9999 Destiny Points!]
[Ding! Child of Destiny Ye Linyuan was displeased, plundering +9999 Destiny Points!]
...
Ye Linyuan's expression froze, and his mood immediately soured. The rejection stung more than the earlier joy. He was the Protagonist! He was the one they should cherish!
Unable to comfort his two goddess Senior Sisters, he could only forcibly comfort himself:
'It's okay, it's okay. Anyway, Shen is dead. Fifth Sister and Seventh Sister will be sad for a while, and everything will be fine. Time is the best medicine. During this time, I can also take advantage of the situation, show concern, and try to gain their favor...'
He began to formulate a plan. First, he would act as their emotional crutch. Then, he would slowly suggest that Shen Anyu wasn't that great. He would rewrite history. He had time. He was young.
"I'm fine."
Just as Ye Linyuan was making his calculations, fantasizing about his future harem life, and just as Yang Luoluo, Zhong Lingyin, Aunt Xiao, and the others had despaired, plummeting into the abyss...
A calm, magnetic voice suddenly reached everyone's ears.
It was a voice that commanded the wind and clouds. It was a voice that carried an inherent nobility and laziness that could not be imitated.
Hum!
The space in the center of the battlefield distorted. The air rippled like water disturbed by a stone.
"Master Brother..."
"Shen Anyu..."
"Young Master..."
Seeing Shen Anyu suddenly appear out of thin air, his suit unruffled, his demeanor as calm as if he had just returned from a stroll in the garden, Yang Luoluo, Zhong Lingyin, Aunt Xiao, and the others were thrilled and ecstatic.
The despair vanished instantly, replaced by a rush of adrenaline and joy so potent it almost made them faint.
"Master Brother!" Yang Luoluo screamed, launching herself at him.
[Ding! Child of Destiny Ye Linyuan's displeasure exploded, plundering +55555 Destiny Points!]
...
'That Shen is actually fine, how hateful...'
Ye Linyuan felt his vision go black for a second. The champagne in his mental world shattered. The celebration turned into a funeral.
'Why won't he die?! Why is he so lucky?! Three Heavenly Human experts... and he comes back without a scratch?!'
Ye Linyuan gritted his teeth, the sound audible in his own ears. Watching Shen Anyu return safely, feeling deeply displeased in his heart, a venomous snake coiling around his lungs.
But on the surface?
He forced the muscles of his face to contort into a beaming smile, acting as if he were very happy.
"Big Brother Shen! You're back! That's wonderful!"
He looked like a child delighted by the return of an older brother, but his eyes held the cold, dead stare of a murderer.
"Master Brother, where did you go just now? You worried me to death."
Yang Luoluo watched Shen Anyu return safely, her tears turning into a smile. She clung to his arm, afraid he would disappear again. But then, her gaze shifted.
Behind Shen Anyu, standing shyly in the spatial distortion, was a figure.
It was a foreigner. A girl with golden hair like spun sunlight and blue eyes like the deep ocean. She looked disheveled, wild, and incredibly beautiful.
Yang Luoluo looked confused:
"Master Brother, who is this girl?"
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