CHAPTER 397: CHAPTER 397: THE WOOD CLAN LEADER’S PLAN

The old demon of the Snow Clan suddenly widened his eyes, "How is this possible?!"

In his Snow Domain, he was the absolute master, but now, Lu Zechuan had actually broken through his domain!

"Impossible things happen all the time!" Lu Zechuan’s voice fell as he flicked his hand backwards for another strike.

Under this palm, snowflakes spun and danced in the air, falling heavily on the old demon of the Snow Clan!

At the same time, Xia Mian had also broken free from the restraints of the Snow Domain, her hands swiftly forming a seal, a series of spiritual talismans continuously landing on the old demon of the Snow Clan.

As Xia Mian cast one talisman after another, the spiritual power on the old demon of the Snow Clan’s body began to ebb rapidly like a tide!

The power of the Snow Domain quickly waned, crumbling with a crash.

After Xia Mian and Lu Zechuan jointly broke the Snow Domain, the old demon of the Snow Domain was holding Murong Shuang and was about to flee.

But just as he turned, the Wood Clan Leader launched a fierce attack.

Unable to dodge, the old demon of the Snow Domain fell face-down in the mud.

The Wood Clan Leader didn’t give the opponent any time to react, pouncing upon the old demon immediately.

The old demon only felt a sensation in his head, as a new soul had already entered his body!

The soul body of the Wood Clan Leader was powerful, forcefully occupying the body of the Snow Domain’s old demon and devouring his soul!

After completing all this, he adapted to the new body, using the Wood Clan’s magic to alter the old demon’s appearance.

Five minutes later, an old man who bore a slight resemblance to Lu Zechuan appeared in front of Xia Mian and Lu Zechuan.

"Good grandson, well done!" The Wood Clan Leader extended his hand, looking down at his new body, with laughter in his eyes.

Originally, he didn’t want to do such a disreputable thing, but the body of the Snow Clan’s old demon was too suitable for his soul.

Moreover, the old demon was formidable, and if he was allowed to escape today, finding such a suitable host again wouldn’t be easy.

Lu Zechuan looked at the Wood Clan Leader who occupied the old demon’s body, his brows furrowed lightly, "Is this alright?"

The Wood Clan Leader chuckled, scratching his head, "It’s here, no point in not taking it!"

"Besides, dear grandson, you’re eager to get married, shouldn’t I get a body to help preside over the wedding? I can’t handle a wedding in the present world, but we can return to the Mystical World!" The Wood Clan Leader said with a smile, "In the Mystical World, marriage isn’t constrained by age!"

As the Wood Clan Leader spoke, Lu Zechuan’s heart subtly fluttered.

Getting married in the Mystical World meant no age restrictions?

Could he perhaps marry Xia Mian in the Mystical World first, and when she’s of age, hold a wedding in the present world?

"Good grandson, back in the day, our Wood Clan was a highly prosperous race. As the Young Master of the Wood Clan, the wedding shouldn’t lose face. I’ll return to the Mystical World now to arrange things for you! When everything’s set, I’ll send someone to inform you, then you and Mianmian can come over..." The Wood Clan Leader rambled on.

Lu Zechuan hung his head in silence, but clearly tempted, "Your suggestion sounds good."

He was just thinking he could choose from various wedding plans and give Xia Mian a unique experience.

The Wood Clan Leader laughed more broadly, "Right, right? I thought so too! So I’ll head over first!"

The Wood Clan Leader was overjoyed. Having come to the present world with his grandson for only a short while, he now possessed a perfect body, solving a long-standing problem.

As he spoke, he elegantly broke through the void and left the present world.

The space was misty, leaving no trace of him having been here.

Lu Zechuan’s gaze shifted back, gently resting on Murong Shuang lying on the ground.

Although injured by the Wood Clan Leader’s soul body, Murong Shuang wasn’t fatally harmed; now unconscious, she seemed more like... she was pretending.

Xia Mian glanced at Lu Zechuan; no matter how excessive Murong Shuang was, she still had some entanglement with Lu Zechuan, so how to deal with her depended on his decision.

"Since she likes it here, let her stay here!" Lu Zechuan said calmly.

After knowing all the things Murong Shuang had done, Lu Zechuan’s feelings for her had long faded.

Murong Shuang’s body moved slightly upon hearing Lu Zechuan’s voice.

Then her eyelids fluttered open, "Lu Zechuan, I raised your mother! You can’t treat me like this!"

Lu Zechuan curled his lips lightly, "Don’t tell me you raised my mother. You know well what you’ve done!"

Shen Xiang had never truly received any favoritism from Murong Shuang!

Without Murong Shuang, Shen Xiang’s life wouldn’t have been full of hardship with no joy!

"I won’t kill you, but I can’t let your life continue." Lu Zechuan’s voice lacked emotion, settling lightly in Murong Shuang’s ears.

Murong Shuang was like an immortal pest; if you spared her today, she’d bring endless trouble tomorrow.

To avoid any unforeseen circumstances in the future, he decided to nip it in the bud!

After speaking, Lu Zechuan drew a circle around Murong Shuang with his finger.

Then he returned to the lodge hand in hand with Xia Mian.

With snow flying, Murong Shuang’s mortal body shivered from the cold. However, when she tried to step out of the circle Lu Zechuan had drawn, it was as if an invisible wall blocked her, preventing her escape.

Murong Shuang was desperate, "Lu Zechuan! You heartless bastard!"

The wind and snow were harsh; kept here like this, she would freeze to death!

But Murong Shuang’s voice was trapped within her confines, utterly unable to reach beyond the circle Lu Zechuan had cast.

On their way back, Xia Mian looked at Lu Zechuan hesitantly, "Your grandfather, has he given up on her?"

If Shen Fei still considered Murong Shuang, would he despise Lu Zechuan if Murong Shuang perished by his hands?

"My grandfather is the Wood Clan Leader." Lu Zechuan said softly, "I have no further connections with the Shen Family."

Xia Mian sighed slightly, saying no more.

This was Lu Zechuan’s choice, and she respected it.

Ultimately, Murong Shuang was a hidden bomb; Lu Zechuan could tolerate her harming them once, but couldn’t tolerate a second time.

Xia Mian and Lu Zechuan returned to the lodge, warming themselves by the fire; Lu Zechuan thoughtfully brewed tea for her.

As they chatted by the fireplace, the fire lit up Xia Mian’s delicate face, making everything seem so right, as if time stood still.