Super détecteur de fantômes

Chapitre 96

The next moment!

Su Chenche's hand had already stopped on Yu Lian's neck!

The speed was so fast it seemed to happen in an instant!

Yu Lian was stunned for a moment, then shouted, "Impossible... You're injured, and you can't possibly be this fast!"

He had prepared many backup plans, but he never expected that Su Chenche would capture him so quickly and so easily.

Su Chenche's speed was so fast that it gave no one time to react.

The speed was absolutely overwhelming!

With a firm press of his fingers, Su Chenche could hear the sound of Yu Lian's throat breaking. He said casually, "Nothing is impossible." Turning to Lei Ying, he instructed, "Ying, I'll deal with him. You go and destroy the mechanisms."

Lei Ying paused for a moment, then reluctantly agreed.

Yu Lian struggled, and accidentally touched Su Chenche's waist, where she felt something wet and hot.

In an instant, Yu Lian understood.

Su Chenche was also forcing himself to endure it, using his body to support himself. He couldn't bear the strain, but he didn't care that his wound would reopen because he was doing that move.

He tried to reach out, but Su Chenche stomped him to the ground. Su Chenche quickly searched him for hidden weapons and poisons and threw them aside. Looking down at him, Su Chenche's smile deepened: "I know you resent me, but I'm sorry, I've never taken you seriously."

Arrogant words spoken in a calm tone are even more infuriating.

Yu Lian: "I..."

Before Yu Lian could even speak, Su Chenche stomped down hard, breaking her ribs instantly. He curled his lips and sighed, "But... you shouldn't have attacked her."

Although he still had the same face, Su Chenche's expression, when viewed against the light, suddenly revealed a hint of unspeakable ferocity.

Yu Lian frowned, in so much pain that she couldn't even speak.

Su Chenche pulled out a thin, cicada-wing-like knife from the items he found on Yu Lian. With lightning speed, he slashed at Yu Lian's hands and feet, causing them to bleed simultaneously.

"So, I'm really angry..."

The smile at the corner of his lips remained unchanged, and his tone was calm: "But don't worry, I won't kill you, because that would be too easy on you... You're jealous of me, aren't you? But from this moment on, you are destined to achieve nothing..." Su Chenche's expression was calm to the point of cruelty, "Because you will never be able to lift your hand in this lifetime."

Standing up, Su Chenche wiped away the splattered blood and walked straight inside.

Standing before a massive and complex array of mechanisms, Raikage wore a rare expression of bewilderment. He carefully examined the entire system, only to become even more confused.

Su Chenche clutched his waist and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Lei Ying angrily retorted, "This should clearly have been Mu Ge's job. How would I know how to destroy the mechanisms..."

"That's easy."

Su Chenche smiled, drew his sword and forcefully stabbed the mechanism. With a clang, the entire mechanism emitted sparks and friction sounds before breaking in half and becoming paralyzed.

Raikage: "..." This works too!?

Su Chenche sheathed the sword in Lei Ying's scabbard, clutched his waist again, and said, "Alright, let's go."

Lei Ying glanced silently at the wound on Su Chenche's waist that was gradually bleeding, suppressed his lewd desires, and followed behind Su Chenche.

Instead of heading outside, Su Chenche walked to one side of the mechanism and forcefully activated a mechanism that was hidden very deep inside.

With a loud "boom," another secret room was revealed.

Su Chenche calmly walked in.

I never expected it to be true...

The slightly dilapidated secret room was filled with an almost overwhelming amount of secret manuals and weapons; taking out any one of them would probably drive people crazy.

He had no intention of taking it; he was already rich enough and didn't need these things.

Walk straight to the deepest part, where there is a sandalwood coffin with a lifelike portrait on it.

Su Chenche looked up at the woman in the portrait. She wore a flowing dress embroidered with silver butterflies and flowers, her hair was styled in a high bun, and her eyes were clear as water. She was stunningly beautiful, yet she did not make people feel distant. Just one glance made people unconsciously feel close to the person in the painting.

...his mother.

He didn't think he was the one who killed her. The idea that giving birth to him weakened her body, allowing Yu Yan to take advantage of her vulnerability and kill her was utterly illogical. But clearly, his father didn't think that way—that coward, that pathetic wretch…

Su Chenche gazed quietly at the painting, which was different from the ones he had seen since childhood but shared a similar atmosphere, lost in thought for a moment.

“You…” A hoarse, aged, and indifferent voice suddenly rang out.

Su Chenche turned around in surprise.

As far as the eye could see, stood a man with white hair and beard but young and deep features. He stood there in the distance, like a towering mountain, exuding a majestic aura and an imposing presence.

Su Chenche's mind raced, and a name flashed through his mind: "Yu Yan?"

Outside the secret passage.

"Miss Shen, the secret room can be entered from here... just be careful."

Qingxing whispered her instructions.

Watching Shen Zhili's figure gradually blur, Zhai Feng asked, "Is it really alright to let Miss Shen go?"

Qingxing pressed her brow: "I don't know, but I have a bad feeling... It would be better to let Miss Shen go down."

Chapter 77

The room was quiet, with only the crackling of the flames audible.

Raikage lay on the ground, unconscious, clearly having been knocked out by a single, decisive blow from his opponent.

Turning his gaze slightly, Su Chenche calmly asked, "Are you going to kill me? The Demonic Sect Leader who is said to be dead."

The man simply stared at him without saying a word.

Su Chenche raised the corners of his lips: "If you don't kill me, then I'll leave."

The man remained silent.

Su Chenche paused, reaching out to touch his mother's portrait. Before he could touch it, a fierce sword aura shot out, and a section of the stone wall dented.

Even if he were to unleash his sword energy, he definitely couldn't achieve this level.

—This kind of martial arts skill is undoubtedly Yu Yan's.

Su Chenche withdrew his hand, looking thoughtfully at his fingertips.

Yu Yan finally spoke, as if he hadn't spoken in a long time, and slowly asked, "How is the Holy Sect doing now?"

Su Chenche raised his eyes: "I'm about to wipe them out."

Unexpectedly, Yu Yan didn't seem very angry. He simply said, "Very good... As expected of Yue's son."

Su Chenche chuckled: "I don't need your praise."

Yu Yan was silent for a moment: "You look more like your mother than when you were a child."

Su Chenche: "I don't remember when I've seen you before... Besides, you who killed my mother have no right to say such things."

Yu Yan chuckled: "So now... you're here to avenge your mother?"

Su Chenche: "That was originally the case."

Yu Yan: "Originally?"

Su Chenche: "Regardless of whether I can kill you or not, I have no interest in killing someone who is no different from a dead person."

Yu Yan was slightly puzzled.

Su Chenche calmly stated: "Giving up the position of leader of the Demonic Sect, you hide in this dark and sunless place, repenting and reminiscing in front of my mother's coffin, unable to escape the shadow of killing my mother for the rest of your life, living like a walking corpse... Isn't that almost the same as being dead? Besides... killing you wouldn't be more painful than this."

Yu Yan clapped his hands lightly, a smile still playing on his lips: "Well said."

Su Chenche has every reason to hate this person.

If Yu Yan hadn't killed his mother, his father, Su Shenyan, wouldn't have become so depressed and dissolute, refusing to see his son more than a few times a year.

He didn't have to bear the burden of seeking revenge for his mother from a young age, nor did he have to become the Twelve Nights Prince, whom he didn't like.

Unfortunately, Su Chenche never cared about this.

It didn't matter whether his father paid attention to him or not, who killed his mother, or who he became or what he did.

He came only because Shen Zhili didn't want any more deaths, and he also wanted to use the Demonic Sect as a betrothal gift to marry Shen Zhili.

Su Chenche had no interest in getting involved in baseless disputes.

"Master Yu is free to stay here as long as he wishes, this junior will take his leave first." Su Chenche cupped his hands in greeting, then raised Lei Ying and headed out.

Yu Yan: "Wait..."

Su Chenche didn't turn around: "Is there anything else?"

Yu Yan said, enunciating each word clearly, "Twelve Nights Hua...don't you want to resurrect your mother?"

Su Chenche: "Life and death are predestined, and everyone should accept their fate. The reason she is called Young Master Twelve Nights is because my father wanted to resurrect her, not because of me."

Yu Yan suddenly quickened his pace, saying, "What if I could tell you where the Twelve Night Blossoms are? And that they'll bloom in just a few months..."

Su Chenche laughed: "Not interested."

Yu Yan: "...Just as spring is returning..."

Turning around abruptly, his gaze sharpened, and Su Chenche interrupted him, asking, "Who exactly are you?"

Yu Yan suddenly laughed out loud, then coughed twice: "Looks like you remembered. Back then, you clearly wanted to save your mother, didn't you?"

Su Chenche put down Lei Ying, his expression gradually turning cold.

“That was then, but now I have what I really want.”

Yu Yan: "More important than resurrecting your mother?"

Su Chenche: "Yes." He paused, his expression softening slightly. "Of course, I have to thank you for this. If it weren't for you, she wouldn't be where she is today."

Yu Yan let out a soft sigh: "I understand."

After retrieving Lei Ying, Su Chenche turned and walked outside.

A silver vortex gradually formed in Yu Yan's palm. His fingers curled up, his smile vanished, and his eyes, which were fixed on Su Chenche, gradually darkened and became ruthless.

Just as Su Chenche was about to leave the secret room, Yu Yan suddenly exerted force!

The palm strike, accompanied by a vortex of air, suddenly attacked Su Chenche's back!