Chapter 1039

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Chapter 1039: Elder Wu!

In the past, Ji Tianfu never thought this idea would be so elusive. Su Yi was indeed powerful, but the Mysterious Sword Gate wasn’t weak either. If they joined forces, it would create a formidable alliance.

But now, everything is different. Today, Su Yi completely shattered Ji Tianfu’s expectations.

With their own strength, they could qualify for a major tournament, and no one dared to challenge them.

When compared to the young disciples of Mysterious Sword Gate, they instantly looked inferior.

At this point, if the two sides joined forces, it would only result in the Mysterious Sword Gate surrendering to Su Yi.

“Dad, don’t worry too much. We still have one more chance to challenge!”

Seeing his father’s gloomy expression, Ji Hanluo stopped inquiring about certain matters and instead comforted him.

“Hmm! We will fight again tomorrow!”

Despite his unwillingness, Ji Tianfu still said this.

He still had one night to work things out. Maybe he could meet some good wandering cultivators to fill the gap of the four.

But if there are no suitable candidates, they would reluctantly have to let other disciples take their turn.

“Let’s go!”

Finally, after casting a long look at the ongoing battle between Green Dark Sect and another faction on the arena, Ji Tianfu waved his hand and led all the disciples away from the square, disappearing swiftly.

“It seems that even though private fights are not allowed in Nine Star City, there are still various ways to settle conflicts!”

Everything that happened between Mysterious Sword Gate and Green Dark Sect was observed by Su Yi.

First, some unexpected events occurred between Chen Chuan and Sun Flame Sect, which piqued Su Yi’s interest.

Now, Mysterious Sword Gate also ran into trouble, showing just how intense this tournament is right from the start.

Among the many forces Su Yi is unfamiliar with, similar situations likely occur frequently.

“Excuse me, may I step down from the arena?”

Su Yi suddenly looked down and asked the middle-aged man hosting the event in the Yuan Emperor Realm.

After the previous two battles, Su Yi didn’t exhaust much energy. After resting, he had adjusted his body to peak condition.

Since he had already secured a final spot, staying on the platform any longer seemed unnecessary.

“The Overlord Sect has secured a spot, so this platform belongs to you alone. There’s no need for you to stay on it!”

The middle-aged man thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

Such situations had rarely occurred in previous alliance meetings.

It was unusual for someone to secure a spot on the first day. Typically, the final winner is determined on the second day.

“That’s great!”

Su Yi smiled and then jumped straight down, disappearing into the crowd in the square.

“What an amazing young man, he is truly extraordinary!”

“If he grows just a little more—perhaps three or five years—he could probably compete with the strongest people in the top forces!”

“That’s certainly possible. This young man is a true monster!”

Su Yi’s figure fell into the eyes of many onlookers, once again evoking a chorus of astonishment.

At this moment, everyone regarded him as equal to the strongest individuals in the top forces.

It’s a pity, though. This young boy is still young. If he matures for a few more years, perhaps just into his early twenties, he could undoubtedly compete with those outstanding individuals in their thirties!

“Master, should we return to the inn?”

Su Yi met up with Xi Wuqing, the Green Emperor, Yin-yang Dark Emperor, the Soul Devouring Emperor, and Huang Jian. Huang Jian immediately asked him.

“There’s nothing interesting here anymore. Let’s head back and come again tomorrow!” Su Yi nodded and said softly.

After speaking, he walked with the others through the crowd, heading in one direction.

His impressive performance on the stage had shocked everyone. As he walked, the crowd naturally parted to make way for them.

At the other end of this path were Chen Chuan and two other cultivators.

“Brother Su Yi!”

When Su Yi saw him approaching, Chen Chuan immediately smiled, feeling very happy.

Although he couldn’t compete on stage with Sun Flame Sect, Chen Chuan was still delighted for Su Yi.

Being able to quickly secure a spot in the grand competition, combined with his overwhelming strength that impressed everyone, Chen Chuan felt a sense of pride in calling himself Brother Su Yi.

“Brother Chen, what’s going on?”

Su Yi didn’t waste any time and directly gestured to the members of Sun Flame Sect guarding the stage, inquiring about the situation.

Upon hearing this, Chen Chuan’s once joyful face darkened, and he became pale. However, he didn’t respond to Su Yi immediately.

Seeing this, Su Yi didn’t press further and instead asked again, “Brother Chen, is there anything else here? Why not come with me?”

“Okay!”

This time, Chen Chuan didn’t hesitate and simply nodded, agreeing.

They had traveled together for a long time and had grown quite familiar with each other, without any pretenses.

As for the Green Emperor, Yin-yang Dark Emperor, Soul Devouring Emperor, and Huang Jian, Chen Chuan also knew them.

However, he paid particular attention to Xi Wuqing because Chen Chuan had never encountered this old man during their journey.

“Chen Chuan actually knows this young man from the Overlord Sect!”

Seeing Chen Chuan walking alongside Su Yi, his two friends were stunned, rubbing their eyes in disbelief.

Chen Chuan was just an ordinary person, with no remarkable background or foundation, so how did he come to know such important people?

“Shen Hong, Ye Haokong, why are you two standing there motionless? Why aren’t you moving?”

In an instant, Chen Chuan, who had already walked some distance, stopped and turned around to shout at his two friends, still lost in thought.

“Uh…”

Both of these ordinary people were taken aback, unsure of what to say.

“Hurry up, let’s go with Chen Chuan!”

One of the ordinary people reacted quickly, pulling his companion and swiftly catching up with Chen Chuan’s pace.

The other person stood next to Su Yi, feeling slightly anxious and sensing that something strange was unfolding.

The group quickly walked and soon left the square, disappearing from view.

“Did you find out the results? What is the background of that young man?”

Among the strong members of the League, someone spoke up and asked their neighbor.

“We haven’t fully figured it out yet, but there have been recent developments. He does have a deep grudge with the Golden Sword Sect and the Seven Star Sword Sect, which is why those two sects are determined to kill him!”

A powerful person spoke, explaining the situation.

“This young man seems to have appeared out of nowhere. Before he had any grievances with the Golden Sword Sect, there was no trace of him in the Chaos Realm!” someone else added.

“A young man like him is certainly no ordinary person! If he just emerged in the Chaos Realm, it’s likely that he came from the six continents, three states, and one sea! These places are stronger than the Chaos Realm as a whole, so it’s understandable for a talented young person to emerge from there! But we must uncover his background. If one of the ten major powers sent him here with hidden intentions, we must be cautious!”

An elderly man spoke, choosing each word carefully.

Nearly a full day had passed, and they had only gathered this minimal information, which made everyone frustrated.

Based on current knowledge, it’s clear that the young man comes from the Overlord Sect, but they don’t even know his real name.

Perhaps this Overlord Sect is just a fictitious organization, and it’s really difficult to investigate.

“Don’t worry, his identity won’t remain hidden for long. Since he dares to be so conspicuous, the chances of him being an undercover agent for six continents, three states, and one sea are almost zero!”

Another powerful person spoke. After finishing his sentence, he suddenly furrowed his brow, as if trying to recall something. He said in a strange tone, “But I always feel like I’ve heard the name Overlord Sect somewhere, but no matter what, I just can’t remember. It’s really odd.”

“Are you sure you’re not remembering it wrong?”

Someone nearby raised an eyebrow and remarked lightly.

They didn’t delve deeper into the matter and continued watching the duel on the stage.

In this preliminary selection for the alliance conference, they still needed to pick some exceptional young people to receive better training and enhance the strength of all parties.

Of course, within the top ten forces, they also had their own rules for selecting candidates.

Furthermore, the most crucial thing was that these outstanding youths could survive intact after the end of the arena competition!

The tournament continued, with different forces battling. After a day, almost all the forces that were supposed to compete had already participated.

Except for the tenth arena, which Su Yi had already claimed, the other nine arenas had changed owners multiple times.

The competition was nearing its end. As the sky grew darker, no one was preparing to step up and challenge anymore.

It was precisely as daylight faded that, in a mansion located in the north of Nine Star City, several figures gathered in the main hall and took their respective seats.

This mansion in Nine Star City wasn’t particularly luxurious, but it was grand enough to show a certain level of status.

The lights in the main hall flickered brightly.

Sitting in the first seat below the main hall was a middle-aged man with a gloomy expression and a strong aura emanating from his body.

Though he was trying to restrain himself, his actions still made the elderly man sitting in the first seat above him furrow his brows deeply.

“Elder Wu, you must help me! My Golden Sword Sect has suffered heavy losses this time, and I cannot swallow this anger!”

The middle-aged man sitting below was none other than Yang Baikun, the leader of the Golden Sword Sect.

He felt like a saddened child in front of the old man, his heart full of sorrow.

His only son had tragically died, and even his ten strongest disciples were swiftly killed, filling him with immense hatred.

What’s worse, the Golden Sword Sect had lost its chance to participate in the alliance conference entirely.

“Don’t be so hasty.”

The old man in the upper seat spoke slowly and calmly to Yang Baikun, “He’s just a seventeen-year-old boy, and yet you, the leader of a sect, are so rattled. This won’t do!”

Elder Wu cast a fleeting glance at Yang Baikun, feeling that the latter lacked composure.