Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny

Chapter 1418: Chapter 1415: Whether You Believe It Or Not Is Up To You, Speaking Out Is Up To Me (First Update)

Wei Qingxiao’s eyes gradually widened, her face filled with shock as she stared at Xue An.

It’s not as though she had never encountered powerful individuals; in fact, within the Central Ghost Realm, while powerhouses might not be as common as blades of grass, they were far superior compared to other regions.

But she had never seen someone like Xue An.

From beginning to end, he concealed his strength utterly, even now, as he alone wielded a sword that overshadowed the entire scene, there was not a trace of emotional fluctuation. It was as if he were performing an inconsequential task.

This composure in itself was enough to invoke awe.

Still, when she heard Xue An’s question, her body lightly trembled, only to regain her clarity shortly after.

But then, she immediately fell into hesitation and confusion once more.

To kill or not to kill?

That is the question!

The dilemma wasn’t because Wei Qingxiao lacked resolve to deliver the fatal blow to these Ghost Realm elites.

In truth, anyone who managed to remain unshaken in the Wei Family’s supremely powerful household surely had their reasons.

If Wei Qingxiao had been indecisive or overly sympathetic, her bones would have long since rotted to dust by now.

Her concern was that killing was easy, but what to do after killing them all?

What would the next step be?

Should they simply massacre their way forward?

Bear in mind, one purpose of this outing was to evade the pressure from her family. The second was so Wei Qingxiao could bolster her brother’s reputation and help him cultivate his influence.

Yet if all they did was kill and kill again endlessly, it might solve none of their problems and instead plunge them into dire crisis.

After all, the root of all problems stemmed from the Wei Family itself. If the Wei Family’s internal issues weren’t resolved, killing as many people outside as possible would merely be an illusion—nothing but a futile dream!

It was precisely these doubts that kept Wei Qingxiao’s heart locked in turmoil.

Just as she anguished over these countless dilemmas, Xue An, who had been seated leisurely in his chair, suddenly rose and strode toward the Wei siblings.

This abrupt action left everyone holding their breath, their faces utterly stricken with fear as they watched Xue An closely.

No matter their rank or status, at this moment they felt a bone-deep terror.

After all... the glimmering sword-tip poised at their throats wasn’t something one could feign.

It’s often said that members of the Ghost Race have no fear of death, yet ironically, the higher their rank, the greater their power, the more they feared dying.

Because they were accustomed to dispensing death onto others, and when the tables turned, terror consumed them completely, rendering death unacceptable.

Wei Qingxiao trembled slightly too, but after all, she was the illustrious young miss of the Central Ghost Realm. She had seen plenty in her time and, notwithstanding her inner turmoil, gave no ground at all.

Xue An halted his steps and stood before Wei Qingxiao.

With Xue An’s towering stature, if Wei Qingxiao wished to look directly at him, she had to tilt her face upward.

Yet Wei Qingxiao exhibited no shred of weakness, coldly staring at Xue An just like that.

Under this eerie stalemate of exchanged gazes, Xue An suddenly leaned forward, lowering his voice to murmur by her ear with a faint chuckle, ”I know what’s troubling you, but if you want to cure your brother’s illness, then obey my instructions. Understand?”

”What?”

This remark struck Wei Qingxiao like a bolt from the blue, her body trembling as she stared at Xue An in stupefied disbelief.

Xue An smiled faintly, ”Surprised?”

Wei Qingxiao was undeniably surprised.

After all, Wei Haocang’s illness had been diagnosed and treated by countless Divine Doctors. They even enlisted the aid of a passing medical expert of tremendous power within the Ghost Realm, yet no one could do anything about his condition.

Having faced such repeated disappointments, Wei Qingxiao had grown numb.

Despite outwardly maintaining hope, deep down, even she had succumbed to complete despair.

But today, this seemingly young man clad in white declared he could cure her brother—how could she not take this as absurd nonsense?

And so Wei Qingxiao gazed deeply at Xue An and nodded slightly, ”Naturally I am surprised. Words are easy to say, but how do you expect me to believe you?”

”Good question!” Xue An’s lips curved into a slight smile, ”You indeed have no reason to believe me, nor will I waste time proving myself. But there is one thing I must make clear to you!”

”What?”

”Across the entirety of creation, within the Myriad Realms, if there’s anyone who can cure your brother’s illness, it is only me!” Xue An stated coolly.

Wei Qingxiao swore to herself that if anyone else dared to utter such words before her, she would unhesitatingly tear them apart and feed their remains to the dogs!

But inexplicably, when these words came from this white-robed youth’s lips, they felt perfectly natural, seamlessly integrated as though they were inherently true.

This immense confidence embedded in his speech compelled Wei Qingxiao to swallow the sarcastic retort that had almost escaped her lips—to merely observe Xue An with chilling calm.

”Your arrogance is astounding! Do you think I will really believe you?”

Xue An smirked, ”Whether you believe it or not is irrelevant; I am only stating the truth.”

Wei Qingxiao wanted to argue further or simply mock him, but she realized she couldn’t form the words.

Because the white-robed youth was quietly gazing at her.

Since childhood, Wei Qingxiao had witnessed countless Ghost Realm elites, including top-tier figures who could bring catastrophe to millions with just a stomp.

But she had never seen eyes as deep as Xue An’s.

Like a bottomless spring, those eyes invited an involuntary plunge, rendering escape impossible.

More uniquely, within his gaze lay an unfathomable calm.

Unperturbed by waves, indifferent to life and death, yet vast enough to contain everything.

Wei Qingxiao even saw her own reflection in his eyes, and the more she did, the more shaken her spirit became.

True or not, based on the overwhelming strength he displayed alone, it was enough to marvel.

Could it be... he truly could heal Cang’er? The thought arose naturally in Wei Qingxiao’s mind.

As Wei Qingxiao wrestled with uncertainty, Xue An already turned his attention to Wei Haocang, his gaze softening with a hint of warmth as he smiled faintly.

”Did you enjoy the fireworks earlier?”

”They were... so beautiful!” Wei Haocang laughed innocently.

”Would you like to see more?” Xue An’s smile broadened.

Wei Haocang nodded vigorously.

”Alright then! Why don’t you set off the fireworks next time, how does that sound?” As he spoke, Xue An reached out and patted Wei Haocang’s shoulder.

”No!” Wei Qingxiao instantly snapped out of her daze, shouting aloud and trying to intervene.

She knew her brother’s temperament too well. Ever since childhood, she had been the only one able to approach him.

Anyone else who tried would meet fierce, uncontrollable resistance.

Yet her intervention came too late; Xue An’s hand had already gently landed on Wei Haocang’s shoulder.

Wei Qingxiao sighed internally and prepared to take action.

However, the next scene left her frozen in place.

Wei Haocang didn’t react violently at all. Instead, he beamed, nodding cheerfully at Xue An and murmuring indistinctly, ”Uh-huh!”

His demeanor and expression of intimacy were second only to those he reserved for Wei Qingxiao herself.