Becoming Invincible By Marrying The Ultimate Villainess - Chapter 24 - Chapter 24 – Geniuses Gather — The Heaven’s Chosen, Xiao Tu, Returns!

At the moment when Nanjiang City was in utter chaos, under the moonlit and sparsely starred night, Ning Ye was ambling along the official road toward Tianmen Pass, riding a small donkey.

Su Baizhou nestled quietly in Ning Ye’s arms. Her small hand absentmindedly stroked the donkey’s soft, furry ears while her bright eyes curiously took in the surroundings. Having just awakened from the ice coffin, her mind was a blank slate, like an unpainted canvas. Everything in the world seemed new and fascinating to her.

As for why Ning Ye chose to ride a slow donkey instead of a fast horse? It was because he needed time to think. After all, they were soon to reach the Junlin Empire, and he would have to face his villainous fiancée. Without a perfect plan, he was certain he’d end up miserable!

“Daddy, where are we going?”

Su Baizhou suddenly lifted her head, her bright eyes gazing at Ning Ye with a hint of wonder.

“The Junlin Empire,” Ning Ye replied with a smile.

“Why the Junlin Empire?”

Su Baizhou pressed on.

Hmm…

Ning Ye thought for a moment before answering, “To find a woman.”

“A woman?!”

Su Baizhou blinked, her eyes lighting up as she asked softly, “Is it mommy?”

Cough! Cough! Cough!

Ning Ye choked on his own breath, awkwardly scratching his head before stammering, “Well… how do I explain this?”

Sigh…

Su Baizhou seemed to sense Ning Ye’s dilemma and shook her head understandingly, “Daddy, if you don’t want to say, then don’t!”

“I don’t need a mother anyway.”

“As long as I can stay with daddy forever, that’s enough!”

You…!

Ning Ye chuckled and gently ruffled her soft silver hair, holding her a bit tighter.

“Daddy!”

Su Baizhou called out suddenly.

“Hmm?”

Ning Ye looked down at the girl in his arms.

“I think… I’ve forgotten my name.”

Her bright eyes dimmed slightly, a trace of sadness flickering across her face. Her mind was a blank, devoid of any memory, leaving her momentarily despondent.

“Su Baizhou!”

Ning Ye didn’t hesitate to tell her.

“Su… Baizhou?”

She frowned, the name ringing no bells.

After a moment of silence, she shook her head and said, “I don’t like this name.”

“Daddy, can you give me a new one?”

“Uh…”

Ning Ye was momentarily taken aback. Wasn’t renaming her something her family should decide? But since she wanted a new name, he couldn’t refuse.

After a thoughtful pause, Ning Ye suggested, “How about Su Su?”

“Su… Su?”

The girl repeated the name, her lips curving into a bright smile. She nodded emphatically.

“I like it! I really like it!”

“Heh.”

Ning Ye couldn’t help but smile back at her innocent joy. “Alright, then from now on, you’ll be called Su Su!”

“Yay!”

Su Baizhou—or rather, Su Su—cheered happily, then leaned up and planted a light kiss on Ning Ye’s cheek.

“Papa, you’re the best!”

Ning Ye: “!!!!”

And so, under the scattered moonlight, a small donkey carried Ning Ye and Su Su steadily toward Tianmen Pass.

…

The night passed quickly, and as the first rays of dawn bathed the Eastern Wilderness, the new day began.

The entire Eastern Wilderness was in uproar.

Today marked an extremely grand occasion—the Great Heavenly Hero Tournament at Tianmen Pass.

On this day, hundreds of sects and disciples from various dynasties across Eastern Wilderness had gathered in full force at Tianmen Pass. Some came to participate in the battle, while others came merely to witness the event.

Before long, Tianmen Pass was brimming with thousands of cultivators.

As prominent figures of Eastern Wilderness stepped onto the stage, the atmosphere was nothing short of lively and bustling.

When an elderly man in blue robes appeared, a wave of commotion spread through the crowd.

“The Tianji Pavilion’s Elder!”

“I never thought he’d personally show up!”

“Of course. The Tianji Pavilion belongs to the Nine Heavens Fengyu Tower. Today’s Heavenly Hero Tournament must be recorded by their top elders!”

“Whoever wins the tournament today will truly become renowned across the continent!”

…

As the crowd marveled, a crisp sound of a sword unsheathing echoed.

From the distant horizon, a figure soared, riding a sword with effortless grace.

“He’s here!”

“The Young Master of Hidden Sword Mountain Villa, Ye Wuya!”

A wave of gasps rippled through the crowd. Many young women, captivated by the sight of the handsome, sword-riding man, blushed and sighed. Which young maiden could resist such a gallant, sword-wielding, and widely acclaimed genius from Eastern Wilderness?

Just then, from afar, a luxurious carriage crept toward Tianmen Pass.

As a tall, charming man dressed in black stepped down from the carriage, the crowd gasped audibly.

“The Xie Sect, Luo Zhiye!”

Compared to Ye Wuya, Luo Zhiye’s reputation was far greater—but for all the wrong reasons. His notorious temper, capricious nature, and brutality were well-known.

Rumors swirled about how he had once slaughtered a whole family over a coveted treasure, chased after inheritances across vast distances, and challenged Eastern Wilderness’s top talents multiple times. He was infamous for being combative!

Thus, he and Ye Wuya were often regarded as the two top contenders from Eastern Wilderness—one righteous, one demonic.

“Exhausted!”

“Exhausted, this poor monk is!”

A young monk, drenched in sweat, pushed through the crowd and stumbled into Tianmen Pass.

“The Great Leiyin Temple’s Xuan Zang!”

A few in the crowd recognized him.

“I heard his cultivation talent is exceptional!”

“In just one year, he perfected the Great Leiyin Temple’s Golden Body Technique!”

“And he has mastered numerous secret techniques of the Great Leiyin Temple effortlessly!”

“They say even Luo Zhiye was defeated by him!”

“Is that true?!”

…

Listening to the murmurs around him, Luo Zhiye’s expression darkened, his black eyes burning with murderous intent as he glared at Xuan Zang.

Soon, a long rainbow shot through the sky, descending into Tianmen Pass.

A figure in a white dress floated down like a fairy.

Her expression was cold and flawless, her otherworldly aura radiating nobility from birth.

She was the Saintess of Misty Peak and the princess of the Junlin Empire—Wu Yao.

With her arrival, the atmosphere at Tianmen Pass reached its peak.

For the Heavenly Hero Tournament, whoever claimed the first position would not only gain fame across the continent but also gain access to the Nine Heavens Fengyu Tower—and the chance to marry Wu Yao, rising to the peak of their life.

Who wouldn’t be tempted by such an alluring prize?

After Wu Yao came the Saintess of the Red Robe Sect, Lu Zhu.

Next was the Young Master of Poison God Mansion, Mo Ran.

Then, from the Celestial Star Sect, Chen Ji.

Together, the seven top sects of Eastern Wilderness had all sent their strongest representatives.

Yet unnoticed by most, a young man in black attire, with a delicate and handsome appearance, stood among the crowd, his gaze filled with disdain as he surveyed the seven so-called “Heavenly Heroes.”

“Seven Heavenly Geniuses?”

“This is all they can muster?”

“Hmph! As the young miss said, a group of trash!”

“Winning the tournament? Just a formality!”

As her thoughts shifted, a resounding roar shook the clear, boundless sky!

The crowd raised their eyes, staring at the dazzling bolt of lightning.

From within the searing light, a young man stepped forward.

His figure stood tall and upright, clad in purple robes. His once deep, resolute eyes now carried a faint trace of shadow, giving his expression a softer, more enigmatic charm. His gaze shifted fluidly, carrying an almost melancholic depth.

“It’s him!”

“After disappearing for three years, how did he change like this?!”

“Wait, his aura… it’s so powerful!”

At that moment, not only the tens of thousands of cultivators at Tianmen Pass but also the seven great sect geniuses turned their attention to the young man.

Wu Yao stared at her once-close childhood friend, her beautiful eyes slightly dazed. Her red lips parted as she softly murmured,

“Brother Xiao Tu…!”