Chapter 1324

Chapter 1324: Unexpected Encounter With the Saint Child

"Are you referring to the young man, sir? He is the esteemed visitor of the master and came here to practice on the top floor of the Tower."

"Can you tell me his name?"

As soon as Su Yi spoke, he immediately regretted it.

Just now, he learned from Miss Yun Xiang that the Spirit Treasure Tower has a total of eighty-eight floors. The Pavilion Lord is on the twelfth floor, and the rooms above the twelfth floor are private chambers for outsiders to practice, isolated from one another.

Each floor, from bottom to top, is more challenging. The spiritual energy becomes denser, and the required talent becomes higher with each floor.

Apart from talent, it also requires the Lingbao Pavilion VIP status and the backing of a sect for the practitioner.

Anyone able to practice on the top floor of the Lingbao Pavilion must be an esteemed guest of the pavilion. How could the prestigious Lingbao Pavilion casually disclose information about its VIPs?

Just as Su Yi expected, Yun Xiang smiled faintly, shook her head gently.

Su Yi couldn’t help but feel speechless, he followed Yun Xiang with a smile and kept walking forward, constantly thinking about the man he just encountered.

"Could it be the person that the Green Emperor mentioned?"

While pondering, Su Yi followed the graceful Yun Xiang, weaving through the eaves and pathways, finally arriving outside a beautiful pavilion.

Pushing open the door of the pavilion, the interior was simple yet elegant. The floor was covered with soft, colorful silk carpets, depicting a huge sea serpent battling against the waves, exuding dominance.

In the middle, there was a mahogany and marble table, with an incense burner emitting wisps of smoke. On both sides, there were rows of rosewood shelves, with coral trees and white jade chimes hanging from them, showcasing their grace and grandeur.

Several paintings of mountain pines and cloudscapes were hung on the walls, along with depictions of tigers, leopards, and other exotic beasts, as if leaping out of the paintings with their imposing presence.

In the corner of the left wall, there were several large pen holders quietly placed, inside of which were dozens of calligraphy and paintings, displayed like trees made of brushes.

In the corner of the right wall, there were several green plants displayed, their vines climbing up the naturally weathered wall, creating a harmonious and charming contrast.

"Lord Pavilion, Master Su is here!"

After reporting, Yun Xiang smiled gently at Su Yi and then left the room, closing the wooden door behind her.

"Sizzle"

The emerald door curtain was lifted, and a figure walked out from the study.

There stood an old man in his seventies, of medium height, upright posture, graying hair, alert eyes, wearing a flowing purple silk robe that seemed to move without wind, emanating a kind and wise aura.

The old man had wrinkles on his face, revealing the signs of many years of hardship. His presence exuded an extraordinary and aged charm, and there was an invisible aura around him that reminded one of Su Kuangge.

"Greetings, Sect Leader Su!" The old man’s voice was deep and steady, speaking neither hurriedly nor slowly.

"An absolute powerhouse!"

Su Yi sighed inwardly, realizing that despite his cultivation in the Yuan Void Realm, he couldn’t discern the true strength of this old man standing before him.

"So strong!"

Ling Qianxue’s beautiful face turned cold, this is the strongest human she has seen so far.

In front of the old man, Ling Qianxue felt like a tiny speck in the vast sea, with a faint shimmer that dared not compete with the bright moon.

"Even you can’t see through?"

If even Ling Qianxue can’t see through, then it’s not something Su Yi can easily challenge. As the old man approached, an immense aura instantly filled the wooden room. If it were someone else, they would have already prostrated on the ground, unable to look directly.

"Such a powerful soul suppression!"

Su Yi stopped his random thoughts, quickly withdrew his mind, and fully activated the Supreme Chaotic Yuan Technique and the Heavens Taming Incantation, while also mobilizing the Heavenly Yuan Demonic Soul within him.

Accompanied by the illusion of a golden dragon, the Heavenly Yuan Demonic Soul radiated a dazzling light in his sea of consciousness. The purple light from the demonic soul intertwined with the remnants of the golden dragon soul, as the dragon soul soared in the sky, showing its teeth and claws, appearing like a giant in the blue sky.

The dragon’s breath filled the surroundings, as if coming from ancient times. The sound of clear dragon chants surged around Su Yi.

At this moment, Su Yi shone brightly, as if he were a god.

In an instant, Su Yi’s energy calmed down, his steps became steady, and his eyes gradually became clear, completely warding off the formidable pressure from the opponent.

"What a strange soul power!" Ling Qianxue was taken aback in her heart, and she bit her lip lightly.

"With Su Yi’s soul power like this, he should be able to withstand the soul suppression of the Yuan Zong Realm easily."

Ling Qianxue’s heart was in turmoil, realizing that her soul cultivation in the Yuan Emperor Realm was inferior to Su Yi’s.

"Oh?"

A hint of surprise flashed in the old man’s eyes, and he laughed wildly.

"I’ve heard that a remarkable genius has emerged from the Chaos Realm. Today, I can see that it is true. I, Ying Wuxiu, have met the Overlord Sect Master!"

At this moment, Su Yi took a deep breath, his clothes soaked in sweat, but he acted as if nothing had happened and chuckled, "I have seen the Sect Master!"

After speaking, Ying Wuxiu invited Su Yi to sit down. As he exhaled, a circle of energy light appeared inside the room, causing fine dust to swirl outward.

Su Yi immediately relaxed and felt comfortable all over. He sat down and looked at Ying Wuxiu with surprise in his eyes.

Ying Wuxiu took two tea cups from the tea tray with a smile. Within moments, the cups were filled with refreshing cold tea.

Ying Wuxiu’s energy surged again. With a wave of his sleeve, a tea cup landed steadily in Su Yi’ hand. The cup emitted wisps of smoke, but not a drop spilled. The warmth spread through Su Yi’ palm.

"Is the fire attribute energy also this strong?" Ling Qianxue’s questioning voice came again.

Ying Wuxiu remained calm and smiled kindly as he looked at Su Yi.

"Starting from a small force like Man City, you obtained my Lingbao Pavilion’s black card. You entered the Divine Sword School, resisted the celestial power with your own strength, won the Grand Swordsmanship Competition, participated in the Saint Martial Assembly, caused a disturbance in Sacred Mountain, and came to Chaos Realm. In just one year, you went from a third-rate power to Seven Star Sword Sect, Golden Sword Sect, and Sky Spider Sect. You even destroyed Green Dark Sect and devastated Yuding Sect. At just eighteen or nineteen years old, you have already reached the ninth level of the Yuan Void Realm. Your talent is truly rare in my lifetime!"

With just a few words, Ying Wuxiu accurately described Su Yi’ journey and even saw through his current cultivation level. Su Yi felt a surge of emotions in his heart.

"This kid, a mere mortal, has caught the attention of Pavilion Lord Ying and Lingbao Pavilion!"

Su Yi awkwardly smiled, feeling constantly watched and uncomfortable, as if he was running around naked.

In the Chaos Realm, there are always people beyond people, and things beyond things. Every move of his couldn’t escape the scrutiny of others. After returning to Shadow Hall, he needed to quickly deploy their intelligence network.

"Sect Leader Su, you’re too kind. How could someone like Lifetaken Yama Xi Wuqing and Fairy Wuchang Yu Qiuhan willingly be controlled by an ordinary person? Lingbao Pavilion would never overlook someone with such extraordinary talent!" Ying Wuxiu spoke calmly, without a trace.

"Kid, you have been deemed fit to be a servant!"

Su Yi remembered the testing at Sacred Mountain in the past, feeling like it was a different lifetime. He had defied fate and created one miracle after another on his journey.

"Sacred Mountain has indeed done many foolish things over the years!"

When Sacred Mountain was mentioned, Ying Wuxiu glanced coldly at the sky, and a hint of disdain appeared on his nostrils.