Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 1482 - 1478: Seal Your Memory! (Second Update)

Chapter 1482: Chapter 1478: Seal Your Memory! (Second Update)

Meanwhile, at the Ice Profound Sect’s Forbidden Cliff.

The cold wind was blowing, with only a few disciples cleaning up.

The battle had already ended.

Sect Master Su Xinlian of Ice Profound Sect had sustained serious injuries, and Sect Master Xiaoting of Qinglanzong had also been grievously wounded by Su Xinlian’s formation attack, and had used a secret technique to escape back to Qinglanzong.

Both were almost equally devastated.

The entire Ice Profound Sect was reeling from the aftermath, its disciples having lost their edge.

To have invaders strike at their doorstep and injure the Sect Master so severely!

This had an enormous impact on them; many disciples were already shaken and would not seek revenge on Qinglanzong anytime soon.

Inside the grand hall of the Ice Profound Sect.

An injured Su Xinlian stepped out, her breathing somewhat disordered, her eyes chillingly cold, her hair a disheveled mess fluttering in the air.

At this moment, she did not possess the aura of the Sect Master of the Ice Profound Sect but rather resembled a rural woman who had just returned from a fierce brawl.

If others saw her now, they would never recognize her as the Sect Master.

"Bang!"

The doors of the great hall of the Ice Profound Sect suddenly shut, casting the room into semi-darkness, illuminated only by a few streaks of light across the hall.

The wounded Su Xinlian’s gaze fell on Su Mohan in the corner, her face breaking into a smile as she swallowed a healing pill to steady her breath before approaching Su Mohan with concern,

"Mohan, you performed very well this time. Not leaving with that boy will be the wisest choice of your life. I can rest assured now to pass on all my inheritances to you."

Su Xinlian spoke calmly.

As her words fell, she pinched her fingers together, and a surge of True Qi hovered in front of Su Mohan, lifting her body off the ground.

Upon seeing the tear stains on Su Mohan’s face, Su Xinlian’s previously sunny expression darkened completely—she grew furious, like a lion roaring in rage!

"Slap!"

She could no longer contain herself, and slapped Su Mohan hard across the cheek!

She berated furiously, "How many times have I told you, it’s not worth shedding tears for a man! No men in this world are trustworthy; they only enjoy your body! They only use you! They strip you of everything!"

Su Mohan covered her cheek, the bright red handprint starkly visible, painfully stirring empathy.

She lifted her eyes and glared at her mother, her voice ice-cold, "You were hurt by a man in the past, but must you condemn them all now? Why do you insist on imposing your will upon me! Can’t I have the freedom to choose my own path?"

This was the first time Su Mohan had confronted her mother.

Su Xinlian was taken aback by these words and couldn’t recover for a long while. Shaking, she slapped Su Mohan’s face again.

"I should have never given birth to you! If it weren’t for the bloodline within you, I would have killed you long ago! You ungrateful wretch!"

Su Mohan still glared at Mother Su, silent.

She had said her piece, and now all that was left was to accept the harsh reality before her.

Suddenly, an idea seemed to strike Su Xinlian, who sneered, "There’s something you probably don’t know. Since you didn’t leave just now, I might as well tell you."

Su Mohan remained silent, her eyes brimming with tears.

Su Xinlian scoffed and told Su Mohan, "That ant called Ren Feifan is already dead. I struck him down into the Forbidden Cliff. Do you think there’s any chance of survival after falling from there? You should know better than I do what lies at the bottom of that cliff!"

Su Mohan’s face paled dramatically, and she clutched at Su Xinlian’s foot, pleading, "Mother, you must be lying, aren’t you? You promised me you wouldn’t kill Ren Feifan!"

Su Xinlian sneered coldly, "I will kill anyone who affects your cultivation, especially that boy! Now that he’s dead, you can focus on cultivating that technique!"

Su Mohan tried to detect any trace of lying in her mother’s eyes, but found none.

Ren Feifan might have truly fallen off the cliff.

In the forbidden cliff of Wuliang Mountain, no matter how powerful an expert fell into it, they only had the right to die.

She clenched her fists so tightly that her fingernails pierced into her palms, drawing blood.

After a while, her icy voice rang out, "Su Xinlian, I will not cultivate that technique, and I refuse to become your puppet! I want to leave the Ice Profound Sect!"

Su Xinlian had never expected that her daughter, who always obeyed her, would suddenly call her by her name for the sake of a man!

And even refuse to cultivate her technique!

She was thoroughly enraged!

She would not allow Su Mohan to waste such an excellent talent! It was now impossible for her to deal with that old guy from the Wuji Sect!

But her own daughter held limitless potential!

Therefore, Su Mohan was all of Su Xinlian’s hopes!

She would rather die herself than let Su Mohan leave the Ice Profound Sect!

At this moment, Su Mohan had stood up, ready to head towards the exit of the Ice Profound Sect hall!

Su Xinlian naturally would not let Su Mohan leave! Her fingers formed a gesture, and with a slight grasp in the air,

An invisible force bound Su Mohan.

"Come here!"

Su Xinlian roared in anger, pulling with her arm, and Su Mohan was dragged over, falling to the ground.

It was painful, but Su Mohan gritted her teeth and waited for Su Xinlian, snorting coldly, "What now? Planning to kill me to silence me? If you’re going to kill me, just do it."

Su Mohan closed her eyes, as if waiting for death.

An eerie smile suddenly appeared on Su Xinlian’s lips, and one hand cradled Su Mohan’s chin, murmuring, "Mohan, I didn’t want to do this unless absolutely necessary, but now you’ve deeply disappointed your mother, so... I’m sorry! I must seal all your memories! I will make you cultivate the highest technique! To cultivate a heart without emotion!"

As the words fell, Su Mohan’s face changed drastically.

Having her memories sealed would be more agonizing than death, but any attempt to escape was now impossible.

Her mother’s strength was far beyond her own, especially since she had sustained serious injuries!

She felt her body suddenly stiffen, unable to move at all! Fear turned her face pale!

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of her mother forming a gesture with her fingers, even forcing a drop of vital blood from her palm.

The blood hung in the air, and her mother’s confident demeanor was like a shadow in her heart.

She quickly knelt before her mother, pleading, "Mother, please don’t seal my memories, I will listen to you, I am willing to cultivate the Heartless Technique, I am willing to do anything!"

Su Mohan’s eyes were filled with terror and helplessness.

But Su Xinlian’s eyes were cold as ice, hard as iron. For her, the arrow had to be shot, and sealing Su Mohan’s memories was the best course of action.

Although it would affect her cultivation to some degree.

But she had long given up on avenging herself; the hatred would be avenged by her own daughter.

Suddenly, a dazzling purple light flashed in her hand, which she then directed into Su Mohan’s mind.