Chapter 415
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Chapter 415: Believe Me!
“Congratulations, congratulations.”
Su Yi shared in Zhang Qing’s joy. It was clear that, although Hou Changming had shown some indecisiveness, his treatment of Zhang Qing was sincere—much better than Wang Quande of the Sacred Mountain.
Su Yi thought that with Hou Changming’s guidance, Zhang Qing would have a bright future ahead. This outcome was also something other outer disciples would likely desire.
“Let’s not get too ahead of ourselves. The Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords is no simple place. My master was right. It holds both opportunities and dangers. I’ve heard that, in every Grand Swordsmanship Competition, even the direct disciples risk their lives in there.”
Zhang Qing’s face became serious, torn between joy and concern.
In each Grand Swordsmanship Competition, direct disciples had been known to die. Considering his own strength, Zhang Qing knew it wouldn’t be easy to survive the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords.
“There seem to be many dangers, and powerful demon beasts as well.”
Xu Jiahui looked serious. She understood that, given her and Zhang Qing’s abilities, leaving the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords would be a challenge.
“Don’t worry. I’m here as well. I’ll lead you both out.”
Su Yi smiled faintly. The Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords had been designed by the Divine Sword School’s predecessors, and the dangers within likely weren’t as great as they seemed.
Having already ventured into the Forest of Demons and the Demon Woods, Su Yi knew that, although the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords was dangerous, it wouldn’t be worse than those previous experiences.
Of course, Su Yi wasn’t being careless.
The Divine Sword School was a prestigious sect, standing tall in Central State. It certainly had its own principles, and it was known to train its disciples using unique methods.
“Indeed, with Brother Su Yi’s strength, leaving the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords shouldn’t be a problem. You certainly have a chance to collect enough Sword-patterned Stones.”
Zhang Qing found some reassurance. After all, Su Yi had climbed to the seventh level of the Heavenly Stairs and defeated Jian Shiyi, who was ranked fifteenth in the Sword Tower.
Zhang Qing believed Su Yi could leave the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords without difficulty and was confident that acquiring enough Sword-patterned Stones was within reach.
“Where can Sword-patterned Stones typically be found?”
Su Yi was keen to learn more about the Sword-patterned Stones, as they played an important role in the Grand Swordsmanship Competition.
“They’re said to be placed by powerful figures of the school in perilous areas or in the lairs of vicious demon beasts,” Xu Jiahui explained.
“Demon beasts…”
Hearing this, Su Yi’s gaze sharpened, and a smile tugged at his lips.
“Brother Su Yi, what are you laughing at?”
Zhang Qing was confused by Su Yi’s sudden laughter. The Sword-patterned Stones were stored in the lairs of powerful demon beasts. What was there to laugh about?
“Haha, it’s nothing.”
Su Yi shook his head with a smile, then turned to Zhang Qing and Xu Jiahui. “Believe me, we’ll definitely gather enough Sword-patterned Stones this time. Haha.”
Su Yi couldn’t help but laugh. No matter how fierce the demon beasts in the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords were, they were no match for his Supreme Chaotic Yuan Technique. That alone was enough to deal with them.
“Um…”
Looking at Su Yi’s confident expression, Zhang Qing and Xu Jiahui exchanged glances, both awestruck.
Still, they both trusted Su Yi to some extent.
After all, they knew better than anyone else how remarkable he was. He had the potential to reach the peak and contend with the most powerful direct disciples from Spirit Sword Peak.
…
Within the grand hall of Sky Sword Peak, nearly a hundred figures stood, while dozens of others sat in chairs along the sides.
These were the elders and top cultivators of Divine Sword School, their invisible auras creating an oppressive atmosphere throughout the hall.
At this moment, the ordinary disciples were likely too intimidated to enter, fearing they might be crushed by the overwhelming pressure and lose their ability to breathe.
“Did Su Yi cause the malfunction of the Heavenly Stairs by reaching the seventh level, or was the Heavenly Stairs already malfunctioning, which allowed Su Yi to reach the seventh level?”
The elders of the Divine Sword School were deep in discussion about the impact of the Heavenly Stairs losing most of its effectiveness.
Su Yi’s ascension to the seventh level had further highlighted the issue.
“I believe there’s definitely something wrong with the Heavenly Stairs. Even though Su Yi has the wind attribute, the other three attributes are mutually restraining, and his talent is only average. Therefore, it must have been a flaw in the Heavenly Stairs that allowed him to ascend so far.”
An elderly man, around sixty years old, with a calm demeanor and moderate build, spoke with sharp eyes.
“Bai Mingshan, your words sound bitter. Could it be that the disciples of the Fifteenth Sword Peak are simply no match for Su Yi? His strength is clear for everyone to see. Sometimes, unexpected talents emerge, and I think that Su Yi is exceptional.”
Elder Lv Baimai cast a sideways glance at Bai Mingshan, speaking without much politeness.
“Bai Mingshan, are you implying that I need to compete with a mere child? It’s normal for younger generations to fight and see who comes out on top. I see you have great confidence in the disciples of your Nineteenth Sword Peak. Let’s see who’s stronger in the Grand Swordsmanship Competition—the disciples of your Nineteenth Sword Peak or mine from the Fifteenth Sword Peak!” Elder Bai Mingshan shot back, glaring at Elder Lv Baimai.
“Humph. My Nineteenth Sword Peak doesn’t fear anyone!”
Elder Lv Baimai smiled faintly and cast a glance at Elder Bai Mingshan. “As for the young man you mentioned, if he truly is Elder Su’s direct disciple, some people may want to think carefully before facing him in the future!”
“Hmph, Elder Su hasn’t returned yet. The boy’s origins are shrouded in mystery, and it hasn’t even been confirmed whether he’s truly Elder Su’s disciple!”
Elder Bai Mingshan’s eye twitched slightly, then he turned his attention to Situ Liuyun, the sect leader. “Sect Leader, Su Yi’s origins are too obscure. We should wait for Elder Su to return before making any decisions. The Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords is the foundation of our Divine Sword School. That boy is too audacious. If he causes trouble within the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords, it will be too late to regret it. I suggest we take him out of there and wait for Elder Su to return before making a final decision.”
“I disagree. It’s already been established that Su Yi was brought back by Elder Su. What do you mean by ‘mysterious origins’? The Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords is the foundation of our Divine Sword School, and it also serves as a training ground for our younger generation. Su Yi is a disciple of Divine Sword School, and he should naturally participate in the Grand Swordsmanship Competition.”
