Playing a DPS Role with Absolute Defense - Chapter 327 - 325: Farewell, Li Yuanhao!

Chapter 327: Chapter 325: Farewell, Li Yuanhao!

“White War God? You’re not the Cyan Lotus Daoist Master! Who are you? But no matter who you really are, since you’ve come, you’re a guest. Today is a great day for our All People Sect’s Young Master’s wedding, so I hope you don’t cause trouble.

As for the White War God you mentioned, you’ll see him later.”

Finishing his words, the Steward Elder quickly turned around and left. It was still better to inform the Young Master about this matter.

Li Yuanting wanted to say something, but Su Mo pulled her back.

Su Mo shook his head at her and said, “We’ll understand everything soon. Since we’re already here, there’s no rush.”

“But…”

Su Mo shook his head again. “Let’s go, it’s just as good to take a look at this Profound Nether Sect.”

Actually, Su Mo was more eager than anyone to see Li Yuanhao, but he knew that if he acted rashly before understanding everything, it would only ruin things.

Just as he had previously said, we’ll see them soon anyway, so there’s no need to hurry.

This was also a way for him to console himself.

In a courtyard at the back of the Profound Nether Sect, Xuan Wuji dragged Li Yuanhao, whose face bore two more slap marks, into her room.

The surrounding servants stood respectfully, trembling on either side, greeting Xuan Wuji.

“Redo her makeup, use the best medicine to remove the marks on her face. Until I return, no one is allowed to lift the restrictions on her body!”

With that, Xuan Wuji turned and left with a sullen face.

Outside the courtyard, the Steward Elder saw Xuan Wuji and immediately reported everything.

After listening, Xuan Wuji’s brows gradually furrowed, “You mean, Li Yuanhao’s sister, along with a man, arrived here, and they both know Bai Yuanhao.”

“Yes.”

Xuan Wuji lowered her head and pondered for a moment, then burst out in laughter, “Good, good, since it’s Li Yuanhao’s sister, then invite her to the main hall, lest they say our Profound Nether Sect lacks hospitality. Alright, go make the arrangements.”

After speaking, Xuan Wuji re-entered the small courtyard, approached Li Yuanting, and said, “I have good news for you. Someone has come to find you, and they know your master. I’ve already had them invited into the main hall.

I hope you won’t do anything to disappoint me, or else…”

With those words, Xuan Wuji turned and left.

The surrounding servants trembled with fear, but only Li Yuanhao’s tears streamed down, ruining her makeup once again.

Su Mo and Li Yuanting were invited to sit in a side seat of the main hall, without causing any commotion.

In Su Mo’s eyes, this might be the arrangement of the White War God. Perhaps he is currently busy and unable to come over, otherwise, it wouldn’t be like this.

Looking at the diverse people around and the festive decor, Su Mo felt conflicted inside. He even wished he could crush this place and smash it to pieces.

Li Yuanting gently held Su Mo’s hand, and feeling the warmth in her hand, Su Mo gradually calmed down from his agitation.

Half an hour later, with a loud noise in the sky, fireworks bloomed all over the Profound Nether Sect.

Space doors opened in succession as countless welcoming teams stood in two lines.

A giant bridal sedan chair was raised from the void, surrounded by continuous festive music.

The entire Profound Nether Sect was filled with an atmosphere of joy.

Su Mo stood at the edge of the main hall, looking up at the bridal sedan in the sky, wanting to do something, but ultimately refrained.

At this moment, Li Yuanting kept urging Su Mo to quickly go up and ask.

Su Mo clenched his fist but remained standing still, clearly conflicted inside.

Seeing this, Li Wenting got somewhat angry, wanting to use her Divine Sense to communicate with her sister.

However, she found that the bridal sedan was protected by a terrifying array, and with her meager Spiritual Power, she couldn’t penetrate it.

“Su Mo, quickly use your Spiritual Power to see if my sister is inside.”

Su Mo’s expression changed, he clearly wanted to do so, but after hesitating for a moment, he still didn’t act.

“No need, when she comes down, we can all see her.”

At this moment, Li Yuanting finally couldn’t stand it, and shouted at Su Mo, “What are you conflicted about! I’m just asking you to see if it’s my sister inside!”

Su Mo chose silence, his heart actually wanted desperately to see if it was Li Yuanhao sitting inside, but he was somewhat afraid.

Yes, he was afraid, afraid of loss.

In his memories, it seemed like he’d already lost someone very important, and now he didn’t want to lose anyone else.

“Alright, let’s wait, just a little longer and we’ll see.”

Su Mo continued to comfort Li Yuanting, while also comforting himself.

Inside the sedan chair, the restrictions on Li Yuanhao had been lifted. She wanted to end it all, but dared not act hastily.

It wasn’t because she was afraid of death, but she didn’t want to see the person who traveled far to find her sacrifice their life as well.

She still didn’t know who had come, but could roughly guess.

In this world, only Su Mo’s two masters had news of them.

While Tu Hongwu was still blocking the door at the Buddhist Sect, it couldn’t possibly be him who came, so that left only the last option, Chu War God.

Though she hadn’t met Chu War God many times, she knew something of his temper.

If she showed anything amiss at the wedding banquet, he might explode on the spot.

However, this was Profound Nether Heaven, the Profound Nether Sect, with countless Daoist Master-level experts and the high Daoist Venerables overlooking the world.

If Chu War God acted recklessly, not only would he fail to save her, but he would also lose his life needlessly.

She didn’t want that to happen.

Tears trickled down her cheeks, and in that moment, she truly felt powerless.

Wiping away the tears, a determined look flashed in her eyes; she had to make Chu War God leave quickly.

Once Chu War God leaves, she would rather die than submit!

Soon, the sedan chair landed, and Xuan Wuji, dressed in a festive red robe, came before the sedan with a pleased expression and slowly lifted the curtain.

Li Yuanhao obediently stepped out of the sedan, and although her makeup was somewhat smeared, she had wiped away the tears.

Even the slap marks that Xuan Wuji had left vanished with the medicine’s healing.

Li Yuanhao had no expression, her eyes scanned around, trying to find the Martial War God’s figure to persuade him to leave early.

But in the next moment, her gaze swept across, and she saw two figures standing not far from the main hall, and her body froze, unable to even move her eyes away.