After ten days, Lu Ye finally recovered from all his injuries.
Things got a bit intense.
When it came to Jiang Die, Lu Ye really went all out, using desperate measures that heavily drained him.
As a result, Lu Ye was in pretty bad shape after the battles.
With so many resources and recovery methods, it still took him ten days to get back to peak condition, and he even broke through to the fourth level of the Earth Immortal Realm.
He shattered three smaller realms in one go.
After clearing the impurities from his Dan药, he finally emerged from his seclusion.
For those ten days, the entire Second Heaven was still shrouded in Lu Ye’s overwhelming pressure.
Especially for the forces that had clashed with him, they were trembling in fear, with some even leaving the Second Heaven altogether, relocating their entire sect.
But that choice was a dead end.
The Nine Heavens was a sanctuary preserved by the Great Sage of the Nine Heavens for all living beings. Step outside this sanctum, and you would face a deluge of desperate entities.
They could probably gather a pile of souls.
Only a handful had the courage to flee.
The majority chose to stay.
Some decided to disband their sects, waiting for Lu Ye to ascend to the Third Heaven before returning; that was also a decent option.
Lu Ye vanished.
The first place he headed, of course, was the Void Shuttle.
Most of the Jiang family members inside the Void Shuttle had been wiped out, and the few weak ones remaining had escaped the worst of it due to time constraints.
When Lu Ye arrived at the crash site of the Void Shuttle, all that remained were the marks it left behind; the shuttle itself was nowhere to be seen.
Where is it?
The Jiang family had many treasures and resources that Lu Ye desperately needed.
He closed his eyes.
Feeling the lingering auras in the area.
Yin Power?
Unfettered Dao Marks?
Lu Ye figured it out; Bai Qiulan and the others must have been trapped in the Jiang family. It was only after he wiped them out that these women could escape.
Didn’t Jiang Die murder one every seven days?
Surprisingly, no one had actually died…
Lu Ye felt a tinge of disappointment.
He had only seen through the System that Jiang Die had imprisoned these four women; the prison was probably in a hidden location. When he left a life behind, he was crunched for time and didn’t pay attention to where the prison was.
He only targeted those with fierce auras to kill.
If these four women were alive, then so be it; Lu Ye could feel they were struggling with their cultivation even more.
This struggle wasn’t about realm elevation but an increase in intensity.
Their tribulation experiences showed this well.
One step weak, every step weak!
Without a solid foundation, their realms might rise quickly now, but with each passing moment, their progress would slow down drastically.
Back in the First Heaven, if they ascended normally, the gap in ascension time between them and Lu Ye would’ve been just a year and a half.
But from the Second Heaven to the Third Heaven, Lu Ye guessed it would be at least five years apart.
With that thought, Lu Ye couldn’t help but reveal a faintly twisted smile.
Everything would get better.
Everything would satisfy him.
Following the residual auras, Lu Ye chased after the four women; he didn’t want them to touch even a single Spirit Stone from the Jiang family.
Two hours later.
Lu Ye finally saw the four women.
They all turned to look at Lu Ye simultaneously.
“Senior Brother!”
“Young Master!”
“Lu Ye Brother!”
“Husband…”
Yue Hongling dashed toward Lu Ye, arms wide open. She truly missed him more than anyone, and heaven knows how long it had been since she heard a peep from him!
In his past life, no matter where Lu Ye went or what he did, he always let her know in advance and mentioned how long he would be gone.
Not that anyone cared then.
But now, they did.
Lu Ye, however, had gone mute.
Clenching his fist.
Yue Hongling beamed with joy, and despite noticing Lu Ye’s balled-up fist, she bravely charged forward.
Senior Brother, Senior Brother, just let me hug you; you won’t hit me, right?
“Boom!”
Yue Hongling flew back, leaving a long skid mark on the ground.
“Lu Ye Brother, I’ve mastered the Emotion Dao! I’ve re-cultivated it, and now it grows stronger every day—I love you more than ever!”
Shangguan Huanling said, her voice urgent, her big eyes sparkling. Despite her earnest declaration, she slowed down and eventually stopped a short distance away from Lu Ye, retracting her neck.
Lu Ye looked at Shangguan Huanling and couldn’t help but shake his head.
When he pampered her wholeheartedly, she couldn’t cultivate the Emotion Dao.
Now that he was indifferent to her, even cold, she managed to cultivate it again, and Lu Ye could clearly see that the Emotion Dao was indeed flourishing.
Lu Ye could only label this with one word.
Despicable!
To this day, Lu Ye felt like his understanding of love, shaped back on Earth, had nearly shattered.
TV claimed couples watched over each other.
Books said couples supported one another.
The headmaster grandpa said the partnership was one of mutual respect.
Despite the uncertainty regarding the headmaster grandpa and the orphanage workers, that didn’t stop him from being considered a good husband by others.
Why had no one ever told him that for a wife, one should ignore her, let her fend for herself…?
But that was exactly the situation now!
He had neglected them, letting them fend for themselves, and instead, they genuinely fell in love with him.
“Where’s the Jiang family’s Void Shuttle?” Lu Ye asked.
“Right here! I know this is the Young Master’s loot, so nothing inside has been touched; please check it,” Chu Ling said, respectfully presenting the Void Shuttle with both hands.
Now, Lu Ye was somewhat satisfied.
“Young Master, may I follow you? I don’t wish to be your Dao Companion anymore, just want to be a maidservant by your side, helping you with chores. I see you live alone and it pains my heart,” Chu Ling said, her eyes red, on the verge of tears.
Lu Ye scanned the Void Shuttle with his divine sense.
There indeed seemed to be nothing missing as he turned to leave.
“Young Master!”
“What do I have to do to earn your forgiveness?” Chu Ling asked, distraught.
“Senior Brother, what must we do to get your forgiveness? Must we die for you to forgive us?” Yue Hongling shouted, scrambling to her feet, her voice hoarse.
Lu Ye paused at her words.
How should he answer this question without hurting the four women’s feelings?
Soon, he came up with a response.
“Even if you four died, I still wouldn’t forgive you!”
With those words, the four women trembled simultaneously.
Their eyes filled with despair.
Why was he so heartless, so ruthless?
Lu Ye was content with his answer as he continued walking.
“Did you really kill the Vermilion Bird?” Bai Qiulan asked.
Lu Ye extended his hands, and the Vermilion Bird True Flame blazed above them.
With a movement, the flame transformed into the wings of the Vermilion Bird, gently flapping as Lu Ye vanished.
Wasn’t that obvious enough?