Chapter 599: Disciple of the Sacred Mountain.
Seeing the middle-aged man, it was clear that he had drunk too much, his eyes bloodshot and reeking of alcohol.
Su Yi raised his eyes and probed with his soul power, realizing that this middle-aged man was just an ordinary cultivator at the Yuan Soul Realm level.
Su Yi didn't want to deal with a drunkard, so he stood up to leave.
"Kid, stop right there! This is Forging Sword City. Are you looking down on us by carrying such a broken sword here?" Su Yi stood up, but the middle-aged man persisted and tried to grab Su Yi.
Su Yi's face darkened slightly, and he swiftly moved aside without leaving any traces.
"Huh, turns out you're a skilled martial artist." The middle-aged man, who wasn't completely drunk, suddenly changed his gaze, and in an instant, his arm trembled as he reached out to grab Su Yi's shoulder.
"I'm not the one you're looking for when you're drunk! You've got the wrong person!"
Su Yi's gaze also darkened completely, and he directly clashed his fist against the man's.
"Pff..."
The two collided tightly in an instant, and the middle-aged man's mouth sprayed out gushes of blood as he was instantly thrown backward and crashed into the corner of the wall.
"Ah..."
A scream came out, and the middle-aged man finally woke up completely, his eyes filled with shock.
This scene instantly became silent, and everyone's gaze fell upon Su Yi, their expressions changing drastically.
The several middle-aged men who were with the drunken middle-aged man also had their expressions greatly changed. After a while, someone hurriedly came forward to help the drunken man stand up.
The entire scene fell silent, and the people who were just bustling about suddenly became quiet. Everyone understood that this seemingly young teenager was extraordinary.
In a corner, there was a figure sitting alone, his head covered with a robe and hat. He glanced at Su Yi and then continued to drink silently, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.
Su Yi ignored the drunk middle-aged man and pushed open the door, ready to leave.
"What's this Forging Sword City? Don't even have a decent sword. Might as well have a drink!"
Just then, there was a sound coming from outside the tavern, followed by several figures pushing open the door and passing by Su Yi.
"Kid, don't you have eyes? You bumped into me!"
A cold shout, accompanied by a faint gaze, locked onto Su Yi.
Su Yi's gaze followed and saw four teenagers entering, roughly the same age as himself, no older than seventeen or eighteen years old. They were well-dressed and had decent bearing, but their attitude was far from commendable.
Su Yi secretly observed the four teenagers and was quite surprised. Judging from their attire, they were definitely not disciples of the Divine Sword School, nor did they seem to come from a regular sect. Furthermore, their aura astonished Su Yi. These four youths were extraordinary – perhaps even surpassing the disciples of the Divine Sword School.
"You stand on one side, and I'll go out through the door. Did I bump into you when I opened it? Be more polite next time."
Su Yi was not the type to be bullied for no reason. Coupled with his uneasiness, he didn't care about the backgrounds or identities of these young men and spoke without courtesy.
The young men were already discontented, and seeing a peer dare to talk back to them, even within the sect, no one would dare to speak to them like that. Moreover, this was in the outside world, in this small Forging Sword City.
"Oh, didn't expect this kid to be so arrogant. Are you a disciple of the Divine Sword School?" Several young men paused at the entrance of the tavern, their gaze fixed on Su Yi. A yellow-robed young man asked with a cold tone.
"Whether I am a disciple of the Divine Sword School or not is none of your business. It is best not to provoke me. Otherwise, I guarantee you will regret it!" Su Yi calmly replied.
"Kid, you really are arrogant. Even if you are a disciple of the Divine Sword School, so what? In front of us, you should still behave yourself." The yellow-robed young man was taken aback for a moment, then his face became completely dark.
"Junior brother, let it go. After all, this is the Divine Sword School. We are just here to relax. Don't stir up trouble, otherwise..."
The oldest teenager among them suddenly spoke up and walked out with strides. He waved his hand at Su Yi and said, "You can go now."
Su Yi's gaze remained calm as he glanced at the young men and then turned away, leaving.
"Hmph, consider this kid lucky. He really thinks the Divine Sword School is something."
"The disciples of the Divine Sword School are not worth a fight, but whatever, I can't be bothered!"
"The Divine Sword School is nothing but nonsense in front of Sacred Mountain!"
The yellow-robed young man pursed his lips, his face dark and cold as he watched Su Yi's back. He wanted to act, but was held back. He had no choice but to endure it. Elder specifically instructed them not to cause any trouble during this outing, otherwise, they would face punishment upon returning.
The other few young men also spoke coldly. This time, their arrival among the younger disciples was not only to broaden their horizons, but also to gain some experience. Accompanied by their senior brothers and sisters from the Divine Sword School, they had also fought against their peers in the Divine Sword School. From the final outcome, it was clear that only the top few disciples from the Sword Tower in the Divine Sword School possessed impressive strength, while the others still had a considerable gap and were far from being comparable to Sacred Mountain.
These past few days, they had been bored at the Divine Sword School, so they walked around to pass the time. Finally, they managed to shake off the few Divine Sword School disciples who had been accompanying them and arrived at this place. They thought they might find some decent swords in this so-called Forging Sword City, but they never expected that it had nothing at all, not even a single sword worthy of their attention.
"Sacred Mountain..."
Su Yi, who was about to leave, suddenly stopped in his tracks. He turned his head and locked eyes with the few young men, asking, "Are you disciples of Sacred Mountain?"
Inside the tavern, the figure who was drinking alone with a lowered head seemed to have heard the words "Sacred Mountain." He slightly raised his head and glanced again, but his face was masked by a cloak, making it impossible to see his features clearly.
"Disciples of Sacred Mountain!"
On the other hand, the people inside the tavern, upon hearing the words "Sacred Mountain," had expressions that changed dramatically.
What kind of place Sacred Mountain was, who in the entire Central Region wouldn't know? It was the largest power within the Central Region. Even when facing disciples from the Divine Sword School in Forging Sword City, people still treated them with respect. Not to mention disciples of Sacred Mountain, whose presence was even more significant than that of the Divine Sword School.
"Hmph, you just realized that? I'll spare you today, now get lost!"
