Chapter 354
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Chapter 354: Impersonating a Disciple!
“I refuse to believe that the Divine Sword School is devoid of righteousness.”
Su Yi said, “When enemies arrive, we counter them with force; when obstacles arise, we find ways to overcome them. There is always a solution.”
“You are merely an outsider. The Divine Sword School will naturally favor its own disciples.” The elegant woman spoke calmly.
“This…” Su Yi hesitated, momentarily lost for words.
“Let me make a proposition. Your talent is remarkable. If you agree to become my disciple, I will ensure your safety and personally guide your cultivation.” The woman fixed her gaze on Su Yi, speaking with intent.
“Become your disciple…?”
Su Yi remained composed as he asked, “Would you also protect the outer disciples on the Thirty-Sixth Sword Peak?”
“They are merely outer disciples. Their fate has no bearing on me. But you—your potential is immense. Join me, and I will shield you from harm. With my guidance, you could one day hold a prestigious position in the Divine Sword School and accomplish great things.” The woman’s voice was unwavering.
“I appreciate the offer, but I must decline. Farewell.”
Though Su Yi aspired to strength, he had no desire to become this woman’s disciple, especially while Xu Jiahui and the others were still entangled in trouble. Thus, he shook his head.
“You truly intend to return for those outer disciples, even at great risk to yourself?” The woman’s gaze held a flicker of unspoken emotion.
“I am responsible for the trouble I’ve caused. If necessary, I will fight my way through!” Su Yi nodded resolutely and turned to leave.
“Wait!”
Watching Su Yi’s retreating figure, the woman’s expression shifted slightly. Suddenly, she called out, “I have a solution—if you dare to take it.”
“Please share it, senior.”
Su Yi stopped in his tracks, intrigued.
“It’s simple. Claim that you are Elder Su’s disciple. If anyone intends to challenge you, they will hesitate.” The woman’s voice carried a hint of persuasion.
“But I am not Elder Su’s disciple,” Su Yi replied, frowning.
“Then why not declare in my presence that you are?” she questioned.
“This…”
Su Yi found himself momentarily speechless.
“Elder Su is currently absent from the Divine Sword School. You were brought here by him, which makes the claim somewhat credible. If trouble arises, stand firm and assert that you are his disciple—no one will dare lay a hand on you.” Her words carried a tempting weight.
“But if Elder Su discovers this deception and holds me accountable…?” Su Yi frowned. Elder Su had saved his life; impersonating his disciple felt dishonorable.
“Elder Su has a rather irritable nature. If he learns of this, he may well kill you himself.”
The woman’s penetrating gaze locked onto Su Yi as she continued, “However, you owe him your life, do you not? Wouldn’t it be fitting to return it?”
Su Yi remained silent, weighing his options.
“The choice is yours.” The woman turned slightly, as if preparing to leave.
“Hold on a moment.”
Su Yi called out, facing her with a bright yet sheepish smile.
“Do you have something more to say?” she asked, her expression subtly shifting.
Su Yi chuckled, his voice warm and smooth. “Senior, your status in the Divine Sword School must be extraordinary. I truly appreciate your guidance. With your noble and graceful demeanor, you seem like a celestial maiden gracing the mortal world—peerless in beauty and wisdom.”
“Enough. Get to the point.”
The woman interrupted, though an almost imperceptible ripple of emotion crossed her otherwise composed face.
“As the saying goes, kindness should be extended to the end. Do you perhaps have a token—something that could prove useful in times of crisis? If you could spare one, I would be deeply grateful!” Su Yi’s eyes gleamed as he made his request.
The woman hesitated for a moment before responding, “If you insist that you are Elder Su’s disciple, that alone will suffice to protect you. Even the headmaster will not dare act against you without confirmation.”
“Elder Su holds such high standing…?”
Su Yi was taken aback. If Elder Su was so influential, why were the outer disciples on the Thirty-Sixth Sword Peak left in such disarray? Their status seemed insignificant by comparison.
“You will understand in time. But be warned—if you misuse this false identity, Elder Su may truly end your life.”
With those final words, the woman’s figure flickered and vanished like a phantom.
“Senior…”
Su Yi barely had time to react before she disappeared entirely.
“Incredible strength…”
His heart pounded as he compared the woman to the powerful figures he had previously encountered, such as the Lord of Cang Lan City and Xi Wuqing. He wondered who among them was the strongest.
“Since the decision has been made, I must accept it and move forward.”
Under the moonlight, Su Yi stood still for a moment before heading back to the Thirty-Sixth Sword Peak.
Far in the distance, towering peaks loomed, shrouded in swirling clouds.
The woman stood amid the mist, watching Su Yi’s receding form. A faint smile graced her lips as she murmured, “What an unusual boy. Quite intriguing. I wonder if he will be to that person’s liking.”
The night was dark and quiet.
Yet, within certain corners of the Divine Sword School, the night was anything but peaceful.
On the Fifteenth Sword Peak, lights burned brightly.
Inside a grand hall, several wounded young men lay on stretchers, their clothes in tatters, their expressions filled with agony. Among them were Teng Ming, Wang Qin, and a few others. Several outer disciples stood uneasily nearby.
Despite their injuries, Wang Qin, Teng Ming, and the others had regained consciousness.
At the hall’s forefront, a group of older disciples observed the battered figures on the ground. Their expressions darkened.
“You’re telling me that a single outer disciple from the Thirty-Sixth Sword Peak did all this? Are you certain he acted alone?”
A tall young man, clad in an ornate robe and armor, his stance rigid and his aura icy, stepped forward and spoke in a measured but chilling tone.
