My Wife Divorced me At the Start but I Gained a Billionfold Repayment System

Chapter 56: From Now On, This Holy Son Will Be Your Strength

“Ahem, how dare she do that? I am on good terms with her master!” 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

“She is merely one of Senior Xu’s disciples. How dare she treat me like this?!”

Not long after leaving Myriad Dao Academy, Feng Qingyu woke up, seething with rage.

After all, even Xu Ruoshan himself had taken out a large portion of Myriad Dao Academy’s foundation to ask Feng Qingyu to protect the academy in the future. Where had Luo Qianxue found the nerve to treat her like that?

Wu Wuji’s expression was equally dark as he said,

“Perhaps Senior Xu Ruoshan did not inform his disciple of this matter before entering Seclusion, which is why today’s incident occurred.”

After thinking it over, Feng Qingyu felt that this did make sense.

Otherwise, how could Luo Qianxue possibly have treated them that way?

Feng Qingyu had already etched today’s humiliation into her memory. Once she had grown stronger in the future, she would surely make Luo Qianxue pay in blood.

But if she knew that Luo Qianxue’s talent was not the least bit inferior to her own, she probably would not have thought that way.

Before long, they returned to Qingfeng Sacred Land.

“What? The new Headmaster of Myriad Dao Academy severely injured Qingyu and even refused to hand over Fu Qitian?”

Upon learning the news, Lin Changkong flew into a rage. He rose to his feet, and the aura around him spilled out uncontrollably.

But he quickly calmed himself down.

It was because he was currently undergoing the Decay of Body among the Five Decays of Heaven and Man. If he were to use Spiritual Energy recklessly, his physical body would collapse as a result.

Although he appeared calm on the surface, inwardly he was still furious.

Feng Qingyu was a disciple he valued greatly, yet she had been severely injured, and as her master, he could not even take action. The frustration made him feel utterly stifled.

“Master, what should we do now?”

Feng Qingyu’s expression was unsightly. Sitting cross-legged inside her master’s Cave Dwelling, she took out a healing pill, swallowed it, and began recovering from her injuries.

Lin Changkong took a deep breath, then shook his head.

“Let this matter end here for now.”

“Fu Qitian is under the protection of Myriad Dao Academy. We can do nothing to him.”

“And surely you do not want this matter to blow up either, Disciple. Otherwise, Lu Xunxian and your two children may come to the Holy Son’s attention.”

At those words, Feng Qingyu felt incomparably aggrieved. Ever since she started cultivating—no, ever since she was born—she had never been this aggrieved before. Never. This was the first time she had suffered such a setback.

But the problem was that she had no choice but to accept it.

“I understand, Master.”

Now she could only hope that Lu Xunxian and the others would not come disturb her and ruin her future.

As for the injuries she had suffered this time at Myriad Dao Academy, Feng Qingyu estimated that it would take nearly half a year for her to fully recover.

As for the time ahead, she no longer intended to spend any effort on Lu Xunxian and the others. She had to devote herself wholly to cultivation and strive to break through to the Emperor Realm before the Tiansheng Grand Tournament.

“Oh, right, Old Lin. In order to get away from Myriad Dao Academy this time, I had to give their new Headmaster a thousand cubic meters of Low-Grade Spirit Liquid before I was able to leave. You are not going to make me bear the loss of that Spirit Liquid, are you?”

Only then did Wu Wuji suddenly remember this matter and turn to Lin Changkong.

Hearing that, Lin Changkong showed some pained reluctance on his face, but he still honestly took out a thousand cubic meters of Low-Grade Spirit Liquid and returned it to Wu Wuji. After all, he could hardly ask someone to do the work and also pay out of pocket for it.

“Master, I will take my leave first.”

Now that the matter had already settled into dust, Feng Qingyu stood up as well, intending to return and enter Seclusion to heal her injuries.

But what Feng Qingyu had not expected was that right after leaving her master’s Cave Dwelling, she ran into Gu Tiansheng.

“Qingyu, who was it that injured you?!”

The moment he arrived, Gu Tiansheng’s face was already filled with uncontrollable fury.

When Feng Qingyu had returned to Qingfeng Sacred Land, someone had already come to inform him that she had been injured.

At first, he had not quite believed it. After all, Feng Qingyu’s strength spoke for itself, and with Qingfeng Sacred Land behind her, who could injure her, and who would dare injure her?

But the moment he saw her condition, he erupted in rage.

He usually treasured Feng Qingyu like something cradled in his palms, afraid she might suffer even the slightest bump. Naturally, after seeing her injured, he was furious.

The moment Feng Qingyu saw Gu Tiansheng, a trace of unease flashed through her heart, but she still forced herself to remain calm as she said,

“I was only injured while training outside. It is nothing, merely a trivial matter.”

“No. Someone actually dared injure you. That clearly means they do not take this Holy Son seriously at all.”

“Qingyu, do not worry. This Holy Son will definitely avenge you. Tell me who it was that injured you!”

Gu Tiansheng’s entire body was wreathed in killing intent.

As a prodigy with a Divine-Grade Spiritual Root, he considered his talent unmatched. In a mere twenty years, he had cultivated to the Peak of the Emperor Realm, so he placed almost no one in his eyes.

Given enough time, he would trample everyone beneath his feet.

Upon hearing Gu Tiansheng’s words, Feng Qingyu should have been deeply moved, yet inwardly she was cursing furiously. Could Gu Tiansheng not tell that she did not want to pursue the matter? Why did he keep pressing her to name the culprit?

“Many thanks for Holy Son’s kindness, but Qingyu wishes to cultivate diligently and personally avenge herself through her own strength.”

“Please forgive Qingyu for needing to return and heal her injuries. I will not keep Holy Son company any longer.”

After speaking, afraid that Gu Tiansheng would continue pressing the matter, Feng Qingyu hurried away. She returned to her Cave Dwelling, raised a Restriction Seal, and began healing her injuries.

Gu Tiansheng’s expression darkened, but he was not saddened by Feng Qingyu’s refusal.

In his eyes, a woman like Qingyu ought to be like this—rejecting others’ help and preferring to remain independent and self-reliant.

As he gazed toward Feng Qingyu’s Cave Dwelling, a trace of pained tenderness flashed through Gu Tiansheng’s eyes. He muttered,

“Qingyu, is this how you have always made your way through life? Do not worry. From now on, you do not need to keep forcing yourself to be strong. This Holy Son will be your strength!”

As soon as the words left his mouth, killing intent appeared on Gu Tiansheng’s face. With a sweep of his hand, several cultivators wrapped from head to toe in black robes emerged from the void.

They were all Shadow Guards arranged by the Qingfeng Holy Lord for Gu Tiansheng, specially tasked with protecting him and helping him deal with all kinds of problems.

“Go and investigate who exactly injured Qingyu. After you find out, do not act rashly. Wait for this Holy Son to make the move personally!”

“Yes, Holy Son!”

The Shadow Guards accepted the order, then vanished once more into the shadows.

Gu Tiansheng had no worries about them. Every single one possessed the strength of the Saint King Realm, and coupled with their mastery of concealment arts, even a Saint Monarch would not notice their presence without careful scrutiny.

After the Shadow Guards left, killing intent filled Gu Tiansheng’s face.

“Whoever it is, since you dared injure my Qingyu, I will make you pay in blood!”