Chapter 128 - 128: [DD2]: 128

Credits: Jose Carrillo Looking at Jiang Nannan's determined gaze, Su Yu smiled knowingly. Although Jiang Nannan might not be the smartest, her character is truly admirable. Su Yu quietly observed her as Jiang Nannan tilted her small face up to look at him with equal calm. After not seeing him for some time, she realized that Su Yu had grown taller and more mature. Of course, he was still as handsome and outstanding as ever.The two stared at each other, and for a moment, the atmosphere grew silent. Suddenly, Su Yu's brow furrowed slightly, and his eyes narrowed. On the other hand, Jiang Nannan continued to stare at him blankly, lost in her thoughts. Su Yu gently reached out and touched her hair, breaking her daze. "What's wrong?" Jiang Nannan asked, her eyes filled with curiosity. "Nannan, you smell nice," Su Yu said with a teasing smile. "Huh?" Jiang Nannan glanced around and finally realized her situation. She was still leaning against Su Yu's chest and hadn't even noticed. How long had it been? She had been held by him this whole time! Sneaking a glance at Su Yu, Jiang Nannan's cheeks turned a bright shade of red. She wriggled slightly, trying to move away, and Su Yu, seeing this, released her without resistance. Taking two steps back, Jiang Nannan's face was flushed. Her already stunning beauty was now accompanied by a hint of shyness, making her even more enchanting. "Xiao Yu, it's getting late… I… I should go," she stammered, full of embarrassment, unsure how to face him. She couldn't believe she had been so comfortable in his arms, even enjoying it. Thinking back on the warmth of his embrace and the scent of him, she found herself longing for it, though it made her heart race uncontrollably. But the more she thought about it, the more flustered she became. What if Su Yu thought she was an improper girl? "Nannan, wait," Su Yu called out, stepping forward and gently taking her hand. He placed a ring in her palm. "This is a soul storage with forty cubic meters of storage space. There are some resources inside; take it and use it." "I… I can't accept this. It's too valuable," Jiang Nannan stammered, trying to refuse. Storage soul storage was incredibly expensive. As someone from a humble background, Jiang Nannan had scraped together enough to acquire a ring with only one cubic meter of space, which had already cost her most of her savings. This ring, with forty cubic meters of storage, was beyond her imagination. She couldn't accept something so precious. "Nannan, you're worth far more than this." seaʀᴄh thё novёlF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Su Yu smiled, gently closing her fingers over the ring. "No refusals; otherwise, I'll be upset," he joked lightly, but Jiang Nannan took his words seriously. Her lips quivered slightly, and she gripped the ring tightly in her hand. "Alright… I'll accept it," she said, looking at Su Yu with a mixture of gratitude and affection as if wanting to etch his image into her heart. "That's better. Be careful on your way back, and don't let anyone see it," Su Yu said, patting her hand. Jiang Nannan nodded. "I will. I'll… I'll leave now." She cast him a lingering glance before hurrying off, her steps unsteady, betraying her turbulent emotions. "What a pure-hearted girl," Su Yu murmured with a soft chuckle. But as soon as her figure disappeared, his expression turned icy, his blue eyes gleaming with a chilling light. "You've been eavesdropping for quite a while. Enjoying yourself?" Su Yu asked coldly, his gaze sharp and piercing. He had only sent Jiang Nannan away early because he sensed someone lurking nearby. Otherwise, he wouldn't have said something as frivolous as commenting on her scent. "Do you think staying silent means I can't find you?" Su Yu scoffed, his right hand flicking forward, sending a beam of cold light toward a hidden corner. "Swish!" A figure clad in black appeared on the rooftop. She wore a mask that obscured her face, and her body was enveloped in an aura that concealed her presence. Yet, under the moonlight, her elegant and graceful silhouette revealed she was undoubtedly a woman—and likely a stunning one at that. "Young man, such a temper you have. I wonder what the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineering Academy's team would think if they found out you were secretly meeting a Shrek Academy female student?" the masked woman said teasingly. A voice emerged from behind the mask, neither distinctly male nor female, clearly modulated using soul power. Su Yu chuckled coldly and said, "I have never feared others knowing my actions." "But you, hiding your face—could it be you lack the courage to show yourself?" "I'm just too ugly and don't want to scare people," the figure in black replied, their genderless voice ringing out. "Hmph, ugly or not, that remains to be seen," Su Yu said, his figure transforming into a blur as he lunged directly toward the masked figure. With his fingers forming a sword shape, he aimed straight for their throat. The sword intent flickered, exuding an unmistakable killing aura. "Young man, such a heavy killing intent," the masked figure muttered, her delicate face momentarily shifting under the mask as she swiftly countered Su Yu's attack. Her hands were like jade, slender and flawless, exuding a pale, tender sheen. Just the sight of such hands was breathtaking. Yet, these delicate fingers contained immense strength, effortlessly pinching Su Yu's sword-like strike between two fingers. "Hmm?" Su Yu's brows furrowed. He shook off the grip, transitioning into a punch infused with intent, unleashing a force of over 64,000 pounds. The air roared with its power. This was the first time Su Yu had used his full strength. Normally, he restrained himself during battles, wary of accidentally injuring others. But here, he had no such reservations—this figure in black was no friend. No friend would eavesdrop in secret. To Su Yu, this person was likely an enemy, and enemies deserved no mercy. His punch exploded with a deafening crack, cloaked in what seemed like tangible white light. Beneath the mask, the figure's face visibly changed. She could feel the overwhelming power behind Su Yu's strike. "Are you trying to kill me?" the figure asked, a trace of anger in her voice. Her pale, tender hand met Su Yu's fist head-on. "Smack!" Fist and palm collided, producing a thunderous impact. The rebound force sent Su Yu staggering back six or seven steps before he steadied himself. The figure in black also retreated four or five steps before stopping. Su Yu's brows knit tightly, his gaze growing colder. The brief exchange made one thing clear: the figure in black was powerful. Her strength was on par with his, and her spiritual energy likely reached the Spirit Abyss Realm. He had no clear advantage, and in some aspects, he might even be slightly inferior. Especially her soul power—it surged like a tsunami when they clashed, vastly exceeding Su Yu's. Yet, for some reason, the figure refrained from using her soul power. Otherwise, Su Yu knew he wouldn't stand a chance. This restraint made Su Yu hesitate to summon Mu Wu. The likelihood that this person was an enemy suddenly felt less certain. "Who are you?" Su Yu demanded again. This time, the figure in black ignored his question, her voice tinged with irritation. "Very good, you've grown bold," she said coldly. "You little rascal, I must teach you a lesson." Without giving Su Yu time to react, she launched an attack. Now it was Su Yu who was on the defensive. Despite her apparent anger, the figure never struck Su Yu's vital points. Her combat style was intricate and masterful, leaving Su Yu unable to gain any advantage. As the fight progressed, a strange sense of familiarity began to creep into Su Yu's mind, quietly dissolving his killing intent. He became more curious about the identity of the person behind the mask. "Who are you? Do I know you?" Su Yu asked, parrying her. "Who I am is none of your business. Weren't you trying to kill me? Let me teach you a lesson first!" The figure's attacks became even sharper, her close-combat skills extraordinary. Su Yu grew increasingly uneasy. Certain moves they used felt oddly familiar. Avoiding techniques like Cloud Palm, Su Yu instinctively relied on his Yi Jian Style and Lingxi Finger to counter, his defenses airtight. While still on the defensive, Su Yu's fighting style became fluid and seamless, making it clear that the figure in black wouldn't have an easy time subduing him. After exchanging more than a hundred blows, the figure in black was secretly astonished by Su Yu's rapid improvement. "You've come a long way, haven't you?" "Who are you? Should we stop now?" Su Yu asked, his sense of déjà vu growing stronger. The sight of her graceful hands struck a chord deep within him, and he found himself reluctant to continue the fight. "In your dreams!" the figure retorted, her attack suddenly changing. Her movements became elegant yet swift, her strikes ruthless yet precise. Su Yu faltered for a moment and found his wrist seized. His expression changed as he countered with Yi Jian Style, targeting a weak point in their stance with Lingxi Finger. Although he defused the immediate danger, the shock of familiarity continued to ripple through him. He turned from defense to offense, determined to uncover her identity. The two clashed again, their techniques becoming increasingly dazzling. The figure's graceful combat style and Su Yu's precise swordplay were evenly matched, and neither could gain the upper hand. Finally, their movements ceased simultaneously. Su Yu's left hand rested on the figure's mask, while her fingers clamped around his wrist. Her other hand aimed for Su Yu's throat but was caught between his two fingers. They were at a stalemate. "Tianshan Plum-Disarming Hand!" Su Yu murmured. The figure froze. "I taught you this." "…Sister Xuan!" Su Yu's voice trembled as he uttered the word, his emotions a swirl of shock, joy, and deep nostalgia. The figure sighed softly, her strength fading as she released her hold. Su Yu grasped the mask and tore it off in one swift motion. Beneath it was a stunningly beautiful face, both warm and sharp. Arched brows framed her inky black eyes, her delicate features reminiscent of a tranquil lake. Her beauty was serene and captivating, capable of touching one's heart without a word. Su Yu stood frozen, staring at the familiar face, a tide of indescribable emotions surging within him.