"Great-grandson, could you open that little world of yours again?"
Su Diandian asked expectantly.
Shen Helin sneered twice, "No wonder you weren't absorbed. It turns out the small world looks down on something as lowly as you."
"Great-grandson, how about we reopen it?" Su Diandian persisted in asking.
"If you want to die, you don't need to open the Heavenly Gate. I'll send you on your way right now." Shen Helin looked at her with disgust.
“Good great-grandson, you’re no good, you’re too incompetent.” Su Diandian said sincerely, “But that little world might work.”
How ridiculous! How could he, the dignified Lord of the Everlasting Victory Hall, be incapable?
So what if you kill a mere Foundation Establishment stage cultivator?
Shen Helin grabbed in mid-air, and the scythe reappeared.
He gently swung his sickle, the crescent-shaped blade slicing out and precisely slicing off Su Diandian's head.
"Hmph, you mere scum, how dare you provoke me."
Shen Helin slowly stepped forward, about to kick Su Diandian's corpse, but his foot was suddenly grabbed.
He was startled; how could this headless corpse still move?
To his astonishment, he heard Su Diandian's mournful voice coming from the severed head.
"Great-grandson, the small world... open it again..."
Shen Helin's eyes widened instantly. This...this...
He watched helplessly as thin, blood-red lines appeared at the severed neck, and tried to pull at the head that had fallen to one side.
This scum's body actually has the ability to self-repair!
He sneered and once again swung his sword to sever the red thread.
But those red threads relentlessly grew back, continuing to reach towards the head.
After several repetitions, Shen Helin's face turned completely cold.
That scumbag wasn't lying; he really couldn't kill her.
"Great-grandson... open another little world for your great-grandmother..." He looked up at him and repeated the words.
It's so noisy.
Unable to bear it any longer, Shen Helin swung his sword and slashed at the lone head.
With a loud "boom," his head exploded into dust.
Shen Helin breathed a long sigh of relief.
He said, "How can there be anyone in this world who can't be killed?"
Just as he turned to leave with satisfaction, Su Diandian's voice rang in his ears again.
"Great-grandson...please grant your great-grandmother's wish, she also wants to go to the small world..."
He turned his head and was horrified to find that the headless corpse had actually grown a head back.
Su Diandian got up, rubbing her newborn's head and complaining, "Good great-grandson, you were so gentle, you couldn't have killed your great-grandmother at all."
"Fuck your mother!" Shen Helin was completely stunned.
This scumbag keeps talking about his great-grandson and his great-grandmother...
They really think they're something special!
Where does this confidence come from?
"Small world... Great-grandson, please open it again." Su Diandian pleaded.
"Get out! Get out! Get out!" Shen Helin kept shaking his hands. "You're ruthless, but I can't kill you."
“Good great-grandson, little world…” Su Diandian looked at him expectantly.
Shen Helin couldn't help but roar, "Do you think this small world is my own back door? You can't just open it whenever you want! I exhausted ninety percent of my spiritual power to open the Heavenly Palace this time!"
Su Diandian gave a disgusted look, "Oh, great-grandson, you're so weak."
"I!" Shen Helin suddenly felt a tightness in his chest. "Guards! Drag this scum out of the city."
No one answered him.
Apart from the corpses, there were no other survivors around.
Su Diandian said slowly, "Great-grandson, there's no one left in your palace. All the survivors have been dragged away by the small world..."
Shen Helin looked around and suddenly smiled.
"Forget it, those guys were just nourishment prepared for Tianque anyway."
"Then, great-grandson, do you think your great-grandmother can provide nourishment?" Su Diandian blocked his way.
“No, your cultivation is too weak.” Shen Helin pushed her away.
Su Diandian pressed on: "Then can I try my best, my dear great-grandson?"
Shen Helin felt a throbbing vein on his forehead.
Yes, he needs to calm down.
We shouldn't bother with such scum.
It's not that he couldn't kill her, it must be because opening the Heavenly Gate consumed too much spiritual energy.
Let her linger here.
Once he recovers to his peak condition, he will definitely be able to take her life.
Shen Helin bent down and rolled up his trouser legs. He decided to go to the field to weed and calm himself down.
If he continues to entangle himself with scum, he'll develop inner demons.
Shen Helin was pulling weeds in the ground, with Su Diandian following closely behind.
"Great-grandson, open a small world." Su Diandian kept bothering him relentlessly.
He pretended not to hear and continued pulling weeds.
Su Diandian stepped forward and stepped on a small seedling of spiritual wheat.
Shen Helin stared at her feet with a dark expression, but the next second, that foot stepped on a seedling...
"Ahhhhhh!" He really couldn't take it anymore!
He'll open the Heavenly Palace right now and send this scum to be used as fertilizer!
"Great-grandson, you have the strength to roar, why not create a small world?" Su Diandian revealed a fawning smile.
Shen Helin formed hand seals, shouting, "Open! Open! Open right now!"
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