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Against The Sky Supreme

Chapter 803: Stirring Desire 🐉

Published: February 25, 2025

Tan Yun nodded with a serious expression, "Yes, he is my master."

"Impossible!" Shen Suzhen trembled repeatedly, a hint of annoyance flashing across her stunning face. "That lecher not only crossed the line with me, but he also used your master's name to make me massage him and tease me! Just wait, I'll take care of him!"

"Ugh!" Shen Subing felt embarrassed and hurriedly said, "Sister, I'm telling you this to help ease your hatred toward him, not so you can find trouble with him."

As she spoke, Shen Subing shook Shen Suzhen's delicate arm, looking pleading.

"Sigh! Fine, I won't cause him trouble." After a sigh, Shen Suzhen suddenly stiffened. "Sister, since Tan Yun is your master, you must like him, right?"

"Mm." Shen Subing nodded heavily. "Yes, sister, I like him."

"Are you out of your mind?" Shen Suzhen was completely stunned. "Silly sister, Tan Yun already has Mu Mengyi and Zhong Wu Shiyao. Why would you still fall in love with him? Why put yourself in this position? Are you really planning to share him with them in the future?"

After a moment of silence, Shen Subing lowered her head and then slowly lifted it, smiling with relief. "Sister, I was heartbroken at first, but when love comes, everything else becomes unimportant. As long as I can be with him, I'm content."

"Silly sister!" Shen Suzhen said angrily. "What's so good about Tan Yun? Is it worth it for you to do this?"

Shen Subing raised her soft, delicate hand, combing her hair that was blown by the wind, and softly murmured, "Sister, you don't understand love. One day, when you fall in love with someone, you will feel that there's nothing wrong with that person."

"Love isn't about worth; it's about willingness."

Shen Suzhen showed a speechless expression and shook her head. "Alright, enough of this. You're already silly. If it were me, even if all the men in the world died, I still wouldn’t like him!"

Shen Subing smiled gently, gratitude in her beautiful eyes. "Sister, during the competition, Tan Yun forced Gongsun Yangchun to cut off his own legs and swore he would never leave his wheelchair for life."

Upon hearing this, Shen Suzhen's hands clenched tightly, fuming, "Tan Yun did well! From now on, we sisters must carve Gongsun Yangchun to pieces ourselves!"

"And then we’ll strip his tendons and bones to avenge our father!"

"Mm." After nodding, Shen Subing continued, "Sister, now that Tan Yun is about to ascend the throne, I fear the Huangfu Sacred Sect will erupt in civil war soon. At that time, amidst the chaos, we will kill Gongsun Yangchun together!"

At the same time, within a palace filled with an ancient aura, Gongsun Yangchun, the Holy Gate Danmai chief, sat in a wheelchair, trembling as he looked at an old man in a blue robe before him. "I am incompetent and could not protect the Second Young Master."

The Second Young Master he spoke of was the Second Young Master of the Golden Clan: Jin Hong.

The old man in the blue robe, who looked sprightly despite being in his eighties, was the current elder supreme of the Golden Clan: Jin Xianghai.

At this moment, Gongsun Yangchun had just told Jin Xianghai how Tan Yun had cruelly harmed Jin Hong on the high platform, leaving him with nothing but a sacred soul.

He was sure that Jin Xianghai and even the clan leader would not only stop trying to win over Tan Yun but would also seek revenge against him!

Because the Golden Clan was the most united and vengeful clan from ancient times to the present!

And also the most ruthless!

As expected!

At that moment, Jin Xianghai's features twisted, and a fierce light emanated from his murky eyes. "You broke your own legs to protect the Second Young Master; you have done well. I will plead for you with the clan leader about the four hundred billion Supreme Spirit Stones you lost earlier."

"You wait here; I will meet with the clan leader."

Upon hearing this, Gongsun Yangchun was overwhelmed with gratitude. "Thank you, Elder Supreme!"

"Mm." Jin Xianghai nodded and vanished like a wisp of smoke from the palace…