Chapter 450

Chapter 450 Her words stunned everyone. Kian went rigid, silently reciting calming mantras in his head. “This has to be some illusion conjured by a demonic cultivator,‘ he thought..

But his usually steady mind was a mess. He couldn’t even get the mantras right, stumbling over them, and they didn’t work. The scene wouldn’t fade–if anything, it got worse.

Nyx studied her partner’s face, turning it side to side. She called his name a few times, but he didn’t respond, like his soul had checked out. So, she took a page from the prince waking Snow White and bit his lip.

“Nyx!” The Voss family snapped out of it, faces red with fury. They charged forward to yank her down. “What are you doing? Nyx!

You’re engaged! If the immortal lord finds out, you’re in for it!”

They lunged at her, but Kian finally moved. One arm held Nyx tight, the other blocked their grabs with quick precision, dodging so they couldn’t touch a hair on her head.

Even with his spiritual roots ruined, he’d once been a genius with his body too. These mortals couldn’t match him.

roots. He didn’t just train his spirit–he’d forged They flailed and clawed, exhausting themselves, panting like dogs. Seeing they couldn’t touch Kian, they switched tactics, shouting threats. “We don’t know what spell you’ve put on Nyx, stop now! You’re the last of the Linden family–shouldn’t you be hiding? You dare mess with the bride of an immortal from Feather Sun Palace? You’re dead!”

Sure, he had some skills, but that only worked against mortals like them. A real immortal would crush him in a heartbeat.

After the scuffle, Kian came to his senses, realizing this wasn’t a dream or illusion. He got antsy, his whole body heating up. The girl in his arms was impossible to ignore, taking over his every thought. ‘So sweet. So soft, he thought.

The Voss family was screaming their heads off, but it went in one ear and out the other. It took him forever to catch what they were saying. Immortals or death–he wasn’t scared of either. But he couldn’t drag Nyx down with him.

“Hurry, take me away,” Nyx whispered in his ear, seeing the conflict in his furrowed brow. “They’re trying to marry me off to some lecher as his concubine. No way I’m going.”

After sorting through her memories, she figured out her place in the Voss family. She was still a pitiful little nobody–just with fancier wrapping.

She wasn’t a cherished daughter, just a polished trinket, raised to be sold off. The Voss family dolled her up to offer her to some big shot. So, she felt no guilt about running off and eloping.

For years, Kian was the talk of the region–a cultivation prodigy. His name carried more weight than that distant ancestor of the Voss family.

The Voss family had cashed in big–time on their engagement to him, owing him plenty. Now they turned their backs, too stingy to even give him a place to crash.

“Let’s get out of here,” Nyx urged. She didn’t want to stick around either. She was ready to flee with her partner to the ends of the earth.

Hearing about her arranged marriage, Kian froze, then anger flashed across his face. He hadn’t gotten mad when they insulted and chased him off, but these greedy jerks trying to pawn Nyx off to some old creep lit a fire in him.

No third nudge needed. He stepped up, shielding her with his broad back from the Voss family’s nasty glares, grabbed Bobby, and strode off.

“Stop!”

“Don’t go! Leave Nyx!”

1/5 20 Mar Chapter 450 A mob of servants chased after them, but it was no use. Furious, they shouted, “Nyx! You’ll regret this Even though her fiancee was a flirt, he was a cultivator. If she won his favor, even a crumb of his blessings would set her up for life–and the Voss family would rise with her.

A golden road was right there, and she was dumb enough to toss it aside for a broke Kian. He might’ve had potential once, but now he was just a hopeless nobody. Stick with him, and she’d be in for a hard life, No matter how loud they yelled, Nyx covered her little ears with her hands, blocking it all out. Kian glanced down at her, his breath catching at how cute she was. A blush crept onto his usually grim, expressionless face.

He hadn’t managed to stay with the Voss family, but he’d somehow scored a treasure like this. It felt like a dream.

“Ms. Voss,” he murmured, unable to hold back. “Do you really want to marry me?”

He had nothing now–ruined roots, no longer favored by fate. The Voss family wasn’t wrong. Following him wasn’t a smart move for Nyx. If she was just using him to escape her family, he’d still shield her, protect her until she found someone truly worthy.

Nyx patted his solid arm, correcting him. “Don’t call me Ms. Voss anymore. Call me Nyx from now on.”

“Of course I really want to marry you,” she said, hands on her hips, radiating confidence. “Didn’t I say it already? I’m eloping with you.” If she wasn’t marrying him, this wouldn’t be an elopement.

“Okay,” Kian said, floored by her boldness. His handsome face turned beet red. “Then, you can call me Kian.”

As for “husband“, they’d save that for after they’d officially tied the knot.

Bobby was trailing behind. He looked dazed. He kept sneaking quick glances at them, fidgeting awkwardly, unsure what to do with his hands or feet.

“Master, where are we going now?” he finally asked after wrestling with it for a while. The Linden family home was ashes. Even if it hadn’t burned, after a tragedy like that, they couldn’t live there anymore.

The Voss family kicked them out, refusing shelter. Sure, Kian hadn’t walked away empty–handed–he’d snagged a gorgeous fiancee to elope with–but they were already in dire straits, homeless. Adding a woman just made things trickier.

“Oh, right,” Nyx said, pulling a bulging pouch from her sleeve. “I brought gold and banknotes.”

Kian and Bobby were both speechless.

She opened the pouch, and it glittered with gold. She rolled up her sleeve–five or six bracelets stacked on each arm. The necklace around her neck was hefty too–melt it down, and it’d make a decent gold ingot.

“This should keep us going for a while, right?” she asked, not entirely sure. In the ancient world she’d been in before, if they were frugal, this could’ve lasted a lifetime.

But this was a different world now. Maybe the money worked differently. Her memories showed she’d barely left her room, so she didn’t know the details.

Nyx touched a gold bangle, shaking her head with a small sigh. If she’d had more time, she could’ve grabbed even more.

Bobby didn’t get why she sighed. To him, Nyx was glowing with golden light right now. If he had that much cash, he’d be strutting around like a peacock.

“So, should we buy a house first?” he suggested tentatively.

“Bobby, don’t talk nonsense,” Kian said, frowning. He nudged Nyx’s hand gently, urging her to tuck the money away so they didn’t attract unwanted attention.

2/5 Chapter 450 From his attitude, it seemed he didn’t owe to love eat her. Nyx grinned, ning his handsome face. I’ll take care of your she insisted, determined to make him weerg When she first met Klan, he was broke and deserve to suck in the muck, risking his life in illegal fights for drug money, even turning to Space Piracy. This fer on sirralar. She didn’t want him to sutter like that again.

hunder We should definitely by a place first Nyx muttered to herself. For three people, a small courtyard would do. You and I can share a room. Bobby gets his own”

Kian coughed lightly, his face red, catting her off. ‘Let’s get out of the city find Demonic cultivators had torched the Linden family. Everyone in this city knew it. Countless eyes were on him–some pitying, some ready to kick him while he was down. Staying here wouldn’t give them peace.

If they were buying a house, they’d need to settle in a different city, Bey had begged his master to leave for ages with no Jack.

Now, he was thrilled. “You’re finally seeing sente Their enemies were ruthless, with powers mortals couldn’t touch Revenge seemed like a pipe dream. Living well was what mattered most Kian stayed quiet, just holding Nyx a little tighter.

The blood feud couldn’t go unavenged. Once he healed, he’d climb the endless steps, scale the Sacred Mountain, and beg the top immortal sect, the Celestial, to take down those demonic cultivators.

But first, he had to settle Nyx somewhere safe, hide her away. He couldn’t let her get dragged into this.

Bobby didn’t know what his master was plotting. He was a simple guy–easy to please. Even after barely escaping death, the thought of a house and food already cheered him up.

“Bobby–A woman working at a roadside fabric shop suddenly stood up. “Bobby! My son!”

Hearing that familiar voice, Bobby slowed down, looking over in shock. “Mother?”

It’s really you! I knew you weren’t dead!” she sobbed, covering her face, rushing over to hug him. “They all said you were gone, but I didn’t believe it–not for a second! Where are you going?”

Bobby opened his mouth, his voice faint. Leaving with the master.”

“Leaving?” An old man stepped out of the shop, scowling at Kian, then glaring at Bobby. “Nonsense! You’ve got a grandfather, little brothers, and parents to look after. Who said you could run off? You won’t be buried in the ancestral grave!”

Under the harsh reprimand, Bobby paled but stood his ground. “I’m the master’s servant. I’m supposed to go with him” “Stop talking dumb! You weren’t sold to the Linden family,” the old man snapped. “Besides, the Linden family is gone- burned up. No contracts, no people left. You got lucky surviving. That’s your ancestors‘ blessings. Go home and thank them!” Bobby choked with frustration, breathing hard. “I wasn’t sold because the late Master Linden was kind!”

Back then, his family wanted to sell him into slavery for more cash.

It was the late Paul Linden who offered to hire him instead, with good pay, convincing his family to agree. Over the years, they’d milked his wages dry, treating him like a cash cow to build that fabric shop.

Now, seeing the Linden family down and out, with the master probably unable to pay, they wanted to drag him back to work for them. Bobby burned with shame, hating to admit these shameless people were his kin.

He totally got Nyx now—he understood her completely. Family like this was worse than not having one. He wanted to ditch them like Nyx did, bold and free.

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Chapter 450 But Bobby looked up at his tear–streaked mother, and tears spilled from his own eyes. She hadn’t wanted to sell him, but she had no say. She’d been waiting for this reunion all along.

“Bobby, go back with your family,” Kian said flatly.

If he had a home to return to, there was no need to follow him and live in fear. The fewer people dragged down by his mess, the better.

Torn between the master who’d treated him well and the mother who’d raised him, Bobby wrestled with it before dropping to his knees, bowing. “Master, once you settle down, send me a letter. If there’s ever anything I can do, I’ll come running!”

He was scared his mom would get picked on at home without him there to protect her. He had to stay. A light rain started falling, growing heavier.

Kian quietly tried to channel his spiritual energy, but with his roots gone, his body was like a leaky bucket for cultivation. He couldn’t advance, and even the energy he had was slipping away. His realm had dropped so low he couldn’t even cast a rain-

shielding spell.

“Let’s find an inn to rest until the rain stops,” he said, stepping under an overhang, setting Nyx down and letting her go. Nyx lowered her eyes, knowing he was giving her a chance to back out..

She glanced around, then dashed off with quick steps. Just as Kian’s heart sank, she came back holding an umbrella. “Let’s go.

We should get out of the city early before the Voss family catches up.”

As she spoke, she reached up to his shoulder. “Carry me on your back. I’ll hold the umbrella.”

Kian followed her lead without thinking, crouching down. When Nyx climbed on, soft against him, his back muscles tensed. He carefully supported her with his hands and took the umbrella from her, holding it himself.

The rain came down in sheets, drumming loudly, like the sky had burst open. The streets emptied fast, and even some shops closed up.

Kian tilted the umbrella back, keeping Nyx fully covered. Nyx reached out, touching his face. It was cold and wet. She tried pushing the umbrella forward, but he wouldn’t budge.

“Nyx, I’m scared I’ll drag you down,” he said. The silent male finally spoke, each word heavy with worry.

Nyx paused, then shook her head with a sigh. “I’m dragging you down too! The Voss family head promised me to some cultivator from Feather Sun Palace. I ran, and they’re not gonna let that slide. We’re both on the run. Doesn’t that make us a perfect match?”

She grinned, pulling up her sleeve to shield him from the rain, pressing her cheek against his back. Her voice was firm, soothing.

“I’ll stick with you forever.”

After a long pause, Kian let out a faint, barely audible hum The rain eased up. Before leaving the city, they stopped by a stable and bought a young, sturdy horse.

Kian wanted to get a carriage for Nyx’s sake, but she said she could ride too. They could share one horse and travel light.

The Sacred Mountain was in Dawn City. Countless mortals flocked there, seeking the path to immortality, making it a crossroads between the human and cultivation worlds. Legend said climbing the endless steps of Sacred Mountain could get you into an immortal sect.

The moment they stepped into the city, Nyx felt the buzz. It was livelier than the Capital she’d once lived in–crowds weaving through, some dressed like lofty immortals, hawking pills and artifacts to passersby. It had a weird mix of down–to- earth and otherworldly vibes.

“They’re fakes,” Kian said quietly, noticing her staring at a white–bearded old man.

4/5 Chapter 450 Sure, the city boasted an immortal mountain, but it was still just a mortal town. Real cultivators didn’t come to the human realm often, let alone sell artifacts or pills for useless gold and jewels.

“Oh.” Nyx nodded, getting it. So this was basically a tourist trap with a cultivation theme. Sacred Mountain was the main attraction, and these busy streets were just a shopping strip to scam outsiders.

“Should we settle down here and buy a place?” she asked, looking up at Kian. It seemed fun–kind of cool, with character.

Meeting her sparkling eyes, Kian looked away, lips tight, but he nodded. Buying a house was a big deal anywhere. If they were going to live there long–term, they’d need to shop around.

After a long trip, Nyx wasn’t in a rush to house–hunt. She figured they should grab a bite and rest first.

The innkeeper spotted the pair’s classy vibe and pegged them as big spenders, personally ushering them toward the private rooms upstairs.

“No need for upstairs,” Nyx said, glancing around. The main hall wasn’t crowded–plenty of space. She picked an empty table.

“We’ll sit here.”

The innkeeper’s smile faded, a flicker of annoyance crossing his face. He opened his mouth to say something, but Kian’s cold, dark stare shut him up. He turned away, calling a waiter to serve them instead.

Nyx had seen plenty of snobs who judged by appearances. She didn’t care. She ordered two dishes–one to Kian’s taste, one to hers–plus some bread, then smiled at the waiter. “And a pot of hot water, please.”

“You got it!” the waiter chirped, eager. With such a pretty customer, he had extra pep in his step. Plus, she was nice–soft-

spoken.

The food wasn’t up yet, but the hot water came first. Kian poured two cups, sliding one to Nyx. Nyx sipped slowly, mulling over what kind of house to buy.

For two people, something small would do, but a garden would be nice—maybe grow some fruits and veggies. Suddenly, she gripped her cup tighter, her thoughts cut off. She felt eyes on her, watching from above.