
This was a huge blow to Su Zimo. It completely changed the way he looked at this world. There is something eternal in this world. With their strength, even immortal beings could be above the country, regardless of their supporters, the Colorful Cloud Palace.
For Su Zimo, his scientific presentation was not a waste. But Zhui Feng was his friend since childhood. To him, it was more than just a horse, it was his closest relative.
Not long after, Su Zimo arrived at his house.
This big house is small and quiet. There are only a few rooms. Her older brother, Su Hong, rewarded her with this mansion when she passed her college exam at the age of 12.
Su Zimo carried Zhui Feng's ashes and buried them beside the peach blossom tree in the middle of the courtyard.
“Zhui Feng, I planted my own peach blossom tree. It will accompany you in the future. There will be a day where I will pour the Perfect Cang Lang blood onto your ashes!”
Su Zimo's eyes turned red. He stood near the peach blossom tree quietly for a long time before he turned to leave.
Su Zimo looked at someone as she turned to leave.
It was a woman covered in red blood. She's gorgeous. He's not flirtatious or tacky. He didn't put on any face. He looked like someone who had just come out of a painting.
Su Zimo sighed. As the old saying goes, she was naturally beautiful, looking like hibiscus emerging from clear water.
Despite having an extraordinary beauty that was free from worldly worries, she wore a long, blood-red robe. It didn't seem to match, but its contrast created a unique aura on him.
Two years ago, Su Zimo returned home and found an unconscious woman near the Cang Lang mountains. He was worried that he would be eaten by a savage beast and therefore he brought it back with him.
The woman shrouded in red regained consciousness not long after she reached the residence. He looks fine. However, she refused to say a word no matter how Su Zimo asked her name or place of residence.
The woman shrouded in red had lived here for two years, and Su Zimo had never tried to repel her.
There are no servants in the residence. Su Zimo was not used to it. He takes care of himself eating three meals a day.
To him, there was no point in having one more person in the residence. All he needed to do was prepare another portion of food.
In the past two years, every time Su Zimo prepared a meal, he would bring one serving to the woman in red. He would put food outside the room, knock on the door and leave.
The red-eyed lady rarely appeared, and Su Zimo had never seen her attempt out of the house. The two had never even had a decent conversation before.
The Su Family and Ping Yang City were unaware of his whereabouts.
The woman's name was Die Yue. He is a loner and doesn't talk much. That was all that Su Zimo knew about him.
Su Zimo did not know since when Die Yue was standing behind him. However, the way Die Yue looked at him today seemed strange. He could not express it with words.
Su Zimo nodded towards him and returned to his room.
Both have become accustomed to this form of greeting in the past two years. Moreover, Su Zimo knew that even though she spoke to him, Die Yue would ignore him.
Su Zimo closed the door, and took out a sharp knife with a one-foot-long handle from the corner. It's rusted. It seems to have been unused for a long time.
Su Zimo searched around before taking out the grindstone. He looked serious as he splashed water on it. There was a cold look in his eyes as he sharpened his knife.
Die Yue did not comment, she remained cold and aloof.
Su Zimo couldn't help but have a strange idea inside his head.
Die Yue who was right in front of him resembled an immortal being in terms of temperament and the way he behaved. He is graceful and transcends worldly concern, indifferent to everything around him. A true immortal would never get angry and hurt people just because humans refused to kneel before him.
Of course, this was just his thinking. Su Zimo did not think too much about it.
Su Zimo brought a bottle of wine from the cellar in the courtyard. He cleaned up the mud and deliberately spilled the thick wine on his way back to his room.
Upon reaching the door, Su Zimo removed the wine jar and the bottle broke onto the floor. His wine spilled onto the floor, giving off a pungent smell.
Die Yue watched the entire scene. There was a faint smile at the corner of his lips.
Su Zimo walked into the room but did not close the door tightly, leaving it unlocked.
Su Zimo went to the corner and continued sharpening his knife.
Tonight is destined to be a mess.
Su Zimo waited.
He's waiting for someone...
...
The dark night has come.
A sly body figure walked along the wall and slipped into Su Zimo's house.
He made quite a commotion when he landed on the floor. The dark figure rushed to the corner nimbly.
The dark figure waited for a while in the corner. The courtyard looked deserted and there was not the slightest abnormality. The dark figure finally stood up and took out a dagger from his waist. The cold dagger glittered in the darkness.
Through the glint of the dagger, one could faintly tell that it was Zhou Dingyun who joined the immortal sect together with Shen Mengqi!
Zhou Dingyun was the one who took revenge for his smallest grievance. Initially, he was wary of the Su and Su Zimo family who were awarded scientific awards.
Now that Su Zimo was reduced to a lower commoner, while he joined the immortal sect, soaring to a new level, he would not let Su Zimo leave so easily.
Moreover, he was going to kill Su Zimo unbeknownst to anyone tonight and leave Ping Yang City with Cang Lang Enhanced tomorrow.
Even if the Su family were aware of the murder, they would not dare to make trouble, otherwise, the Perfect Cang Lang would probably exterminate their entire family when enraged.
Zhou Dingyun was not very skilled unless she was strong and had physical strength. He believed that it would be easy to take down a weak scholar.