Chapter 1572

Chapter 1572: The Agreement of the Divine Sword School

"Let’s go! Follow me to the Holy Stone Palace!" Qin Lao was extremely cold-hearted.

"Hmph, Xue Honglou, you dare challenge me in the Sky Wind Ranked Battle? Wait until I become the Holy Lord, I will sacrifice you on the mountain first!" Weichi Changfeng’s icy coldness filled the hall, like millennia of ice.

The Divine Sword School.

In the distance, strange mountains stood tall, with mountains connected at the roots, verdant and steep, covered in clouds and mist. The continuous peaks were colored with the dazzling light of the morning sun.

Near the teleportation station, Situ Muyang was talking to Li Shiran and Achu, occasionally making funny faces to make them happy.

Li Shiran, on the other hand, was gentle and polite, bowing with a smile and softly saying to Situ Muyang, "Thank you, Sir Situ, for taking care of us in various ways here! If we return to Baicao in the future, we must invite you to visit!"

Situ Muyang felt a bit embarrassed, touching the back of his head, smiling and saying, "It’s nothing, really. I must fulfill the instructions of Little Teacher Uncle and take good care of you. The Divine Sword School is like my home, so when you come to my home, there’s no need to be polite! I’m just trying to be a good host."

Li Shiran, gentle and dignified, occasionally looked into the distance, her delicate face filled with a hint of worry. Situ Muyang cleared his throat and continued.

"It’s just that this time is short, so I can’t properly show you around the Divine Sword School. If there is a chance, Miss Li… I mean, Miss Li, please come and visit more!"

Li Shiran relaxed her brows and promptly asked, "Young Lord Situ was born in the Divine Sword School, so surely he is a disciple of the Divine Sword School, right?"

A gleam flashed through Situ Muyang’s bright and deep eyes, and he smiled and said, "Not really, I belong to my mother’s sect. I started visiting the Divine Sword School more often as I grew older, but I spent my childhood practicing hard within my own sect. I didn’t go out often."

Upon hearing this, Li Shiran twitched her delicate nose and tugged on Achu, who looked worried beside her, and said firmly, "Achu, did you hear that? If we reach the Yutian Palace, we should also learn from Young Lord Situ, diligently practice, and seek revenge for our tribe by defeating Wang Quande!"

Achu nodded slightly, furrowing his brow in doubt as he asked, "Brother Muyang, why hasn’t Brother Su returned yet? It has been so many days!"

Situ Muyang raised an eyebrow, showing no signs of worry. He patted Achu’s shoulder and said, "Achu! Little Teacher Uncle has faced much bigger challenges, like the Saint Martial Assembly and the Chaos Realm. Compared to those, this is nothing to worry about. Little Teacher Uncle can handle it."

"You don’t understand! Besides his safety, I also worry if Brother Su is still alive…" Achu looked worried.

Li Shiran gently pulled Achu’s sleeve, indicating that he should not say more.

"By the way, Young Lord Situ, since you are not from the Divine Sword School, why do you keep calling Brother Su Little Teacher Uncle?"

Situ Muyang scratched the back of his head, his clear and bright eyes squinting. He said to Li Shiran, "I used to not respect him, but he became a disciple of our Elder Su. According to seniority, he is even higher than my father! Plus, this guy’s talent is simply outrageous. So, I can only call him Little Teacher Uncle, and as I kept calling him that, it became a habit!"

"Poof!"

"To think there’s such a twisty story! Haha!" Achu and Li Shiran laughed, curious about Su Yi’s adventures. They asked many questions along the way, just like listening to a story.

The morning sunlight gently shone, enveloping the Divine Sword School in a peaceful and warm golden glow. It felt like a sacred place, making it desirable.

Seventy-two towering peaks of swords stood high in the clouds, appearing as a vast and misty landscape of sword-shaped mountains. It seemed like a young boy who had just woken up, with sleepy eyes.

The Thirty-Sixth Sword Peak reached high like a cloud, standing between heaven and earth like a divine sword. It had a majestic presence and an awe-inspiring power, unleashing its godly aura.

Situ Muyang instantly recalled many memories in his mind. His eyes showed a slight ripple of emotions and whispered within his heart.

"I wonder how Elder Su will react when he finds out Little Teacher Uncle has returned! Ah, it’s better not to let him know! To prevent sadness! Elder Su has suffered enough in this lifetime!"

Thinking about the entanglement between Su Yi and the Divine Sword School, Situ Muyang’s good mood immediately turned heavy. It had become a knot in his heart, and he couldn’t feel at ease until it was untied.

A halo accompanied by colorful radiance, shining with brilliance, a figure resembling a divine flame flew towards Situ Muyang’s location.

Situ Muyang’s mouth formed a smile as he said to Li Shiran, "Miss Li, what did I say? Look over there!"

Following Situ Muyang’s direction, the two of them were filled with joy, raising their hands high and saying to the fire in the sky, "This way! Big brother Su Yi, over here! We’re here!"

At that moment, there hung a big black python in the forest, completely black, with a fierce and dragon-like appearance. Its scales seemed like dark green jade, shimmering mysteriously and fiercely in the lush forest.

Lying lazily on top of a tree branch, the huge python awakened at the mention of "Su Yi". Its crimson tongue shot out like a sharp arrow, its fierce eyes shining like gemstones in the dimness, wide open.

"Has he returned? I must inform the young lady!" The voice sounded like a muffled mechanical wind-up toy.

"Hiss, hiss!"

Behind the big snake, a pair of black, gleaming wings stretched slightly, emitting a sparkling black light. Its tongue kept hissing as it swiftly moved towards one of the Seventy-Two Sword Peaks.

"Boom!"

A string of fiery-red illusions streaked across the sky, suddenly arriving as a large bird gracefully landed near the teleportation formation. Su Yi gave a faint smile to the three of them.

"I kept you waiting for a long time!"

"No, no! It’s the best outcome that Su Yi is here!" Li Shiran’s rosy cheeks were filled with excitement.

Achu was even more excited and speechless. The last time Su Yi left, Achu was in a semi-conscious state. This time, he could truly see the hero he had long admired. He pinched himself several times and then slapped himself a few times.

Situ Muyang was also overjoyed and said, "Achu, my brother, it’s true, you’re not dreaming!"

"Hahaha!"

The group laughed and joked without end. The joy on everyone’s face was evident. After a moment, Su Yi took two steps back and bowed deeply to Li Shiran and Achu.

"Su Yi, what is this?" Achu was suddenly taken aback and very confused!

But Li Shiran’s eyes were filled with a glint of light. With admiration in her eyes, she said to Achu, "Achu, grandpa found it!"

After speaking, her eyes filled with tears. Achu woke up and exclaimed, "Is it true?… Is it really true? Su Yi, did you find that thing?"