How many True Dragon bloodlines had Su Liumeng fused?
Five? Six?
Or even more?
The thought alone was too frightening.
Su Liumeng had never tried to hide her brilliance.
Since stepping into this trial realm, she had resolved to astonish everyone and gain more influence.
She transformed back into human form and tilted her head toward the horizon.
“Xinxin, do you see now?”
“I already have the strength to protect you.”
In the following days, the secret realm descended into true bloodshed and chaos.
Su Liumeng was a very grudging person; she never let escaped enemies roam free.
These people now held much hostility toward her. If she had the chance to kill them openly, she would not waste it.
If she let them leave the secret realm, it would only mean creating secret enemies.
Therefore, anyone lurking nearby, planning to attack her, none were spared.
No matter how hidden in remote mountains or dense forests, they were ruthlessly found and crushed under her claw.
Screams and pleas for mercy never ceased.
The image of Su Liumeng as a killing god had deeply rooted in everyone’s mind.
As the secret realm was about to end, the girl arrived at the exit.
Su Liumeng suddenly glanced to the side and said coldly, “Su Luo, I thought you’d be the one most eager to challenge me.”
Su Luo still held the blood-stained floral oil-paper umbrella, smiling quietly like a girl next door.
“I’m no match for you. Why overestimate myself?”
The young girl was only seventeen. After speaking, she playfully blinked.
“Though I’m the daughter of the Su family’s head, I’m no fool.”
“Su Qingshi was too stupid. You killed well.”
Su Luo’s gentle smile suddenly faded, her voice cold and emotionless.
“The Su family doesn’t need fools. You did well this time, at least clearing out all those incompetent people to avoid future disasters for the Su family.”
As the only daughter of the head of the family, her status was higher than Su Qingshi’s.
Her personality and way of thinking were no different from a true young lady of an ancient noble family.
Su Liumeng’s eyes flickered several times but ultimately reined in her killing intent.
It wasn’t that she couldn’t defeat Su Luo.
It was that Su Luo’s words had moved her.
Feeling the killing intent around her dissipate, Su Luo relaxed her tense frame and smiled sincerely.
“Su Liumeng, you really are smart. Killing me won’t benefit you. Spare my life, and I can report honestly to the elders about others’ foolishness, which helps you.”
“You’re not one of the trial participants, right?” Su Liumeng suddenly asked.
Su Luo’s smile grew sweeter.
“Sister, you’re really sharp. I’m the overseer, responsible for reporting the battle situation.”
“The Su family never puts all their eggs in one basket.”
“Since you’ve passed the trial, I can tell you now—the Sequence Competition is only one of three plans to continue the Su family bloodline. I’m the sole winner of the Heavenly Cauldron Contest and will become one of the three great heirs with you.”
“The Su family head is only the family’s public figurehead.”
“You can congratulate yourself. You now hold a crucial voting right within the Su family.”
“Boring, really,” Su Liumeng sneered.
She had already experienced the unfathomable depth of the Su family.
A family that could pass down for a thousand years naturally had immutable, flawless rules.
Su Luo’s delicate smile was like a small white flower in the wind, showing goodwill toward a future powerhouse.
Su Liumeng slowly turned her gaze away without a word.
She was about to have a girlfriend.
The first lesson in female virtue for Su Liumeng: when facing a girl almost as beautiful as your girlfriend, immediately look away. Do nothing that might make your girlfriend jealous.
No matter how dazzling wildflowers are, they can’t compare to the homegrown bloom.
Outside the secret realm.
Great Elder stood expressionless, staring at the exit.
Beside him stood other high-ranking Su family elders.
Su Liumeng’s parents were among them, standing near the front.
This was the gathering of the Su family’s highest combat power; anyone appearing here would cause countless people to tremble. Any decision made could shake the world.
Su Liumeng summoned the Heavenly Nine-Dragon Sword and was the first to step out of the realm’s exit vortex.
Her appearance caused many to hold their breath, as if no one had considered she would be the final victor.
Fifteen minutes later, after witnessing the fall of his treasured granddaughter, Great Elder announced in a dark mood the winner:
“Su Liumeng, unparalleled talent, from this day forward becomes the Su family heir, with status equal to the Twelve Elders. No one may object.”
Some whispered, admitting Su Liumeng’s luck, not knowing how she had miraculously defeated Su Qingshi.
At this moment, Su Luo stepped forward and frankly said, “Great Elder, it wasn’t luck. I saw Su Qingshi stomped into a puddle of mud by Su Liumeng by the fourth move.”
The Su family head had long been at odds with the Great Elder, so the young girl spoke bluntly, smiling as she added:
“Others rushed headlong to die after seeing Su Qingshi fall so easily. What’s the difference between them and fools? The Su family never raised fools. In my opinion, those people died well. Such fools would be better off reincarnating quickly. The elders would probably be relieved like me.”
Her beautiful eyes sparkled as she smiled faintly at Su Liumeng.
Great Elder’s expression darkened. No matter how much he gritted his teeth, all he could say was, “Naturally, they died well.”
Su Luo smiled like a little fox and continued praising, “Su Liumeng is very strong. She might have already fused six or seven True Dragon bloodlines.”
At these words, Great Elder’s face changed, and for the first time, he examined the girl before him directly.
“Really?” Great Elder asked Su Liumeng.
“Yes,” Su Liumeng replied.
Great Elder, as the chief of the Su family elders, was naturally sharp. Hearing this, he finally smiled.
“You truly are a daughter of heaven. You’re Su Liumeng, right? You’ve done well, Su Qinghe, to have such a daughter.”
His gaze fell on the Divine Sword.
“The Heavenly Nine-Dragon Sword will be temporarily entrusted to you. The elders will later discuss its fate. I hope you don’t get too many ideas.”
Su Liumeng’s expression grew serious.
“As you command.”
At this moment, Su Liumeng’s mother suddenly spoke.
“Nannan, didn’t you only fuse three True Dragon bloodlines? No matter how hard you tried in a month, it’s impossible to have four more. Others might not know who you are, but I’m your mother. Su Luo’s words must have some falsehood.”
Her smile was full of maternal affection as she gently took the girl’s arm.
“No matter how you did it, the lucky acquisition of the Divine Sword is a good thing. The Su family never considers luck unrelated to one’s ability. What’s yours won’t be missed. But, I say this to keep you grounded. You should have fused five True Dragon bloodlines—still impressive, but compared to the other two heirs, you have a long way to go.”
“Mother only wants what’s best for you. I would never harm you. Your becoming the heir was beyond my expectations, but the outcome is the same. Since you’re already the heir, this marriage can’t be missed. To help you stand firm in the Su family, I’ve arranged a marriage for you. The man is quite gifted, a Daozi of the current generation of the Xuan Sect. Make some time tomorrow to meet him.”
“The Xuan Sect values bloodline and heritage.”
“If you can bear him one or two sons, the Xuan Sect will naturally stand with you, so you won’t rank last among heirs. Then I can rest easy about your future.”
The Su family heirs didn’t marry out, but forming strong alliances through marriage was allowed. After all, marriage didn’t mean having to leave.
Other Su elders generally approved of Su Liumeng’s mother’s words.
Before entering the secret realm, Su Liumeng had only fused three True Dragon bloodlines. Clearly, she couldn’t match the other heirs.
In that case, since Su Liumeng couldn’t become family head, a marriage of a lower-ranked heir wasn’t too important.
Having a strong alliance with the Xuan Sect was a major boon for the Su family.
Besides, the Daozi of the Xuan Sect choosing Su Liumeng was a good story for the future.
Su Liumeng expressionlessly shrugged off her mother’s hand, her cold voice suddenly shattering the crowd’s gentle agreement.
“My own marriage, I decide.”
“I don’t recall the Su family ever mandating heirs’ marriages must follow elders’ advice.”
Her eyes softened slightly.
“Besides, I already like someone.”
“Forgot to tell you, she’s a girl.”
“Sorry, I don’t like men. Let that Daozi of the Xuan Sect go back where he came from.”
“You’re old and bound to say the wrong thing sometimes. I understand.”
“Now that my status is equal to an elder’s, I have the ability to distinguish right from wrong. There’s no need for mother to worry.”
Her words clearly implied, Now that I have wings, mother, you should retire quietly.
Su Liumeng’s mother’s face darkened, her smile strained and fading.
Only one person in the crowd let out a hidden, knowing smile.
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