Chapter 728: Will She Return?

To save his own life, he had to hand Lan Ling over to Zong Yi—a thing Su Che simply couldn’t do.
Even though Lan Ling was an Origin Demon King, she hadn’t done anything to harm him, and there was even a cooperative relationship between them. Su Che had promised her that as long as she did what was required, he would take her out of the Immortal-Demon Battlefield.
By “taking her out,” he didn’t mean sending her to the edge of danger—Su Che wasn’t that despicable.
Moreover, Lan Ling possessed superpowers equivalent to the late stage of a Great Luo Golden Immortal. Without her consent, Su Che truly didn’t have the ability to force her to appear before Zong Yi. At least not for thousands of years.
In that case, it was better to be straightforward and say he would send her to the mortal realm’s cultivation world, where she could avoid Zong Yi’s pursuit.
So, Su Che wasn’t acting out of kindness under Lan Ling’s influence—he wasn’t even considering his own safety.
Since Lan Ling had voluntarily agreed to face the unknown risks posed by confronting Zong Yi, Su Che wouldn’t stop her.
Furthermore, Su Che could clearly realize that Lan Ling must have her own reasons and motives for making such a decision—definitely not out of morality or concern for her own safety.
The Origin Demons wouldn’t speak of morality, nor did they possess a conscience.
Only now, with similar goals and shared interests, did she cling to him like a little bird. Once they left the Immortal-Demon Battlefield, who knew if she wouldn’t turn into a ferocious beast that devoured people without mercy!
Crackling…
Dozens of storage rings were scattered in front of Su Che. Lan Ling said, “All the immortal artifacts and treasures are here. Count them yourself—anyway, they’re all here.”
Su Che took in those storage rings and gave them a quick glance, confirming that these were almost all of them. Even if there were a few missing, they were too few to warrant further effort.
All the wealth gathered from over 20 million floating tombs across the entire Immortal-Demon Battlefield fell into Su Che’s hands.
Such a vast fortune would make any Immortal Emperor in the immortal realm jealous to madness. Yet Zong Yi could treat it as dirt, focusing only on retrieving what he had lost. This showed just how much importance the Wrath of the Demon God held in his heart—more important than anything else.
“Should we leave now?” Su Che asked as he stood up.
“Leave now?”

Lan Ling replied with a strange expression, “Aren’t you afraid that once I get to the Immortal Realm, I’ll just make up some excuse and leave? How will you explain that to that old guy?”
“Do as you see fit; I don’t care.”
Su Che shrugged, “I’ll just tell him that your precious treasure has golden wings and flew away on its own, but it must still be inside the Immortal Realm. He should go look for it quickly.”
“Then I’ll kill you to silence you!” Lan Ling said with a wicked smile.
“Stop talking nonsense. If you don’t want to go, I’ll head back first.” Su Che pretended to leave.
Lan Ling grabbed his arm, her expression and tone shifting to an unnatural state as she said dazedly, “Wait, just a moment longer…”
She had long been tired of the dead silence and desolation of the battlefield between immortals and demons, but now that she was about to leave, complex emotions welled up within her.
Having survived here for tens of millions of years, she was about to see the world she had longed for. At such a moment, even great strength couldn’t help much.
She was no different from a human girl about to step out of a valley.
Lan Ling took a deep breath, as if trying to absorb all the demonic energy in this space. After several breaths, she gritted her teeth and shouted, “Let’s go!”
Let’s go!
After a fifteen-minute teleportation process, the two figures appeared in the backyard of a shop in Haoyuan Tian Shi.
Once they stepped firmly on the ground, both the man and the woman instinctively looked up at the sky…
After staying on high alert for a long time, no punishment came from the sky. A Golden-Winged Demon King had appeared out of thin air in the Immortal Realm without causing any celestial anomalies. It seemed that even the Heavenly Dao could be deceived by the little girl Lan Ling had pretended to be.
“It’s fine,” Su Che said softly. “Heaven is too lazy to pay attention to you.”
“Hmph…” Lan Ling let out a vicious laugh. “I’ll kill you first!”
“You don’t resemble her at all.” Su Che remained unfazed, as the slight tremor in her body and voice completely exposed her fierceness.
“Is this the Immortal Realm?”
Sure enough, Lan Ling could no longer afford to pretend. The disguise she had struggled so hard to maintain collapsed instantly. Standing on the teleportation platform, she spun around a few times, admiring the colorful world before her, breathing in the slightly harsh Immortal Spirit energy, and sensing the various auras in the air…
Obviously, this demon princess was instantly captivated by the beautiful scenery. Though Su Che thought the view from his backyard was rather poor.
“Uuuu…”

A sobbing-like murmur came from Lan Ling’s throat: “The sky is truly blue, my favorite color…” Even the casually planted flowers and plants in the yard could arouse her deep interest and emotion. She hugged a large tree in the corner around the waist, nearly strangling its trunk… These species, these colors—none of them existed in the battlefield between immortals and demons, so in her eyes, they must have been incomparably splendid and colorful. As a result, Su Che couldn’t help but feel relieved that it was just their backyard, not carefully decorated. If she had been transported directly to the most famous scenic spots in the Immortal Realm, she would likely have fainted on the spot… “Although she is the Origin Demon King, perhaps after coming to this world, she understands how to appreciate beauty and enjoy nature better than other beings…” That’s what Su Che thought at that moment. Who knows what would happen in the future! It wasn’t until she temporarily calmed down that Su Che handed her a jade slip and a storage ring. The jade slip contained vast amounts of information—valuable knowledge essential for surviving in the Immortal Realm. It covered a wide range of topics in great detail. All one had to do was place it against their forehead and let their mind penetrate it, and the information would become unforgettable knowledge in their mind. Such jade slips were sold in many shops in Haoyuan Tian Shi, and Su Che had bought hundreds as backups. The storage ring held one million Immortal Crystals, serving as pocket money for her. After all, those precious treasures and magical artifacts in the Immortal Realm were useless to her. If she traveled there, she wouldn’t have much money to spend, so one million Immortal Crystals would last her tens of thousands of years. Lan Ling curiously placed the jade slip against her forehead. After a few moments, she tossed the now-empty slip aside and turned to ask, “Are you trying to get rid of me?” “I’m not trying to get rid of you,” Su Che said with a smile. “I just know you can’t stay still and are eager to experience the beauty of the Immortal Realm. In my little shop, you’ll surely get bored in at most three days. If you want to leave, no one can stop you. It’s better if you take the initiative—do whatever you want.” Lan Ling put the ring on her finger and asked again, “Aren’t you afraid I won’t come back?” “It’s up to you,” Su Che replied, with a hint of pride beneath his calmness. “If I had to rely on you to survive, I’d be underestimating myself.” “Not bad,” Lan Ling nodded. “As expected from a man I respect.” She winked playfully. “For now, you’re the only one.” “Go ahead. The outside world is waiting for you.”

Su Che pointed outside the courtyard and said, “But to fly, we must leave this market.”
“I know,” Lan Ling nodded. “All such common knowledge is in the jade slip earlier. Don’t worry; I’m tens of thousands of times older than you—I’m not a child anymore.”
Su Che nodded and let her do as she pleased.
In the blink of an eye, Lan Ling disappeared, leaving only her smiling silver voice echoing in the courtyard: “If I don’t return in seven years, just wait to cry your head off.”
Su Che turned and went back into the shop, while Lao He asked, “What if she really doesn’t return?”
“I already said it—if I really have to rely on her to survive, that would be underestimating myself,” Su Che replied calmly.
Lao He muttered, “I thought you were just bluffing, pretending to be tough.”
“Maybe so.”
Su Che didn’t bother arguing with him.
Time passed slowly, and as the ten-year deadline neared, Zhuo Feng, Yuan Yuan, and Lao Hou would occasionally ask worriedly, “Haven’t you found her yet?”
They were unaware of Lan Ling’s situation and thought that Su Che still hadn’t obtained what Old Ghost Zong Yi wanted. So they were all worried for him in secret.
Su Che’s reply was always the same: “It’s okay. I know what I’m doing.”
Apart from this, everything else was normal. Occasionally, Su Che would complain to himself, “It’s too slow! My progress in cultivation is really too slow!”
It took two thousand years to advance to the rank of Earth Immortal—just an Earth Immortal!
Looking ahead like this was both frustrating and unbearable…
During this time, the Wanxiang Weapon Crafting Sect sent people several times to investigate the disappearance of Master Zong Yi and his two disciples. However, since they found no evidence related to Tianxuan Treasure Shop, they had no reason to trouble Su Che and the others who “never” left Haoyuan Heavenly Market.
In fact, the previously signed agreement to purchase magical artifacts still had to be fulfilled. After all, it wasn’t easy to find a supplier with such strong capabilities who could provide high-quality artifacts at any time. The Wanxiang Weapon Crafting Sect really couldn’t find any better alternatives.
With one successful transaction after another, the Wanxiang Weapon Crafting Sect gradually ruled out Tianxuan Treasure Shop as a suspect and confirmed that it was a trustworthy partner who was unlikely to scheme against Master Zong Yi and his disciples just for a single transaction.
Finally, the ten-year deadline arrived!
That day, Zong Yi suddenly appeared before Su Che and Zhuo Feng, entering through the back door of the shop.

The first words he said upon meeting were, “Before coming here, I stopped by the Wanxiang Refining Sect. Now I’m a traitor who has betrayed my masters and ancestors.”
“Thank you, senior.”
Su Che smiled. With that, there were no more concerns on the part of the Wanxiang Refining Sect.
“How did it go?”
Zong Yi asked casually after sitting down, but in fact, both Su Che and Zhuo Feng could tell that, despite his status as an Immortal Emperor, his eyes held an undeniable sense of anticipation and tension.
Was the Fury of the Demon God really that important to him?