Chapter 421

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Chapter 421: I Was Grateful Beyond Words Of course, Su Yi didn’t mean to take everything. He left behind the swords, which were the foundation of the inner disciples. The disciples of the Divine Sword School are deeply rooted in swordsmanship. This is the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords, where danger lurks at every turn. With a sword in hand, one can gain a little more self-protection. After tidying everything up, Su Yi clapped his hands. Amidst the staring eyes, he summoned Xu Jiahui and Zhang Qing, who were still somewhat stunned, to leave. Gazing at the backs of the three, especially the eye-catching figure of the sword-bearing youth in the front, the hundreds of eyes couldn’t calm down for a long time. Some were secretly gasping in amazement. However, not many outer disciples were particularly surprised. After all, Su Yi had already proven his strength by defeating Jian Shiyi. On the Heavenly Stairs, everyone had witnessed that breathtaking scene. Therefore, to these outer disciples, the inner disciples before them seemed like formidable opponents. But in front of Su Yi, these inner disciples were clearly no match. “Su Yi has stood up for us!” “Su Yi, the outer disciple of Thirty-Sixth Sword Peak, is just like us. He is standing up for us!” “…” The outer disciples present subsequently discussed among themselves, believing that Su Yi’s actions against Jian Yue and others were indeed a form of standing up for them. Meanwhile, Jian Yue and the other inner disciples lay on the ground, blood oozing from their lips, their faces pale as they took a long time to catch their breath. These inner disciples watched Su Yi leave with complex feelings in their hearts. In the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords, even if outer disciples were fortunate enough to enter, they would eventually become followers of inner disciples. They had thought the same, but who would have known they would encounter Su Yi and end up being stripped of everything they had? These inner disciples even realized that they probably wouldn’t have a chance for revenge. Su Yi was too terrifying. Even if the powerful direct disciples from the Sword Peak came, they would find it difficult to deal with him. After all, even Jian Shiyi had been defeated. … The ancient tree stood tall and sturdy, with branches and leaves lush and abundant. Its crown formed a mysterious and ancient atmosphere that shrouded the entire mountain forest. “Brother Su Yi, will we encounter trouble?” Following behind Su Yi, Zhang Qing asked amid the sound of crunching leaves and twigs. “This is the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords, where danger lurks everywhere. Their strength is slightly insufficient, and to protect them, I am holding their space bags. How could there be trouble? They will be grateful to me.” Su Yi spoke seriously, but his mind was equally vigilant, and his eyes scrutinized the surroundings for potential threats. “Puff…” Listening to Su Yi’s words, Xu Jiahui couldn’t help but chuckle. This guy has such thick skin. He clearly snatched someone else’s space bag, yet he still acts like he didn’t. Claiming to be keeping the space bags for someone else, there are probably only a few people in the world who would say this without any shame. “Uh…” Zhang Qing was also helpless, but he thought about how Ba Yi, Wang Qin, Huo Dongqiu, and others had their space bags taken by Su Yi not long ago, and nothing bad had happened. So, he was not so worried anymore. “It seems that we have encountered…” Suddenly, Su Yi stopped in his tracks, looking ahead with a slight smile on his face. “What have we encountered now? Is it someone or a demon beast?” Upon hearing this, Zhang Qing and Xu Jiahui became instantly vigilant. Their auras fluctuated as they stood solemnly, preparing for anything that might come their way. “It’s still ahead.” Su Yi smiled slightly and continued walking forward. After walking for several hundred feet, and turning around a dense forest, Zhang Qing and Xu Jiahui finally discovered that two to three hundred figures were gathering in the ancient forest ahead. Those figures were all wearing outer disciples’ attire, with fluctuating auras and noisy commotion. Zhang Qing and Xu Jiahui were secretly shocked, realizing how much stronger Su Yi was than them. This guy was actually able to sense the breath from dozens of meters away, even before he saw anyone. This is how powerful he was. “It seems like there are inner disciples here, could they also be…?” Xu Jiahui lifted her gaze, her eyebrows slightly furrowed. “Hehe, let’s go take a look,” Su Yi’s eyes gleamed with a smile, his face beaming. Up ahead, about three or four hundred outer disciples had gathered, each one with a look of indignation on their face. Two or three dozen inner disciples sneered as they looked upon the outer disciples before them. Although they were amazed by their sheer number, they didn’t pay them much attention. For these inner disciples, it was hard to imagine that so many outer disciples had successfully ascended the fourth level of the Heavenly Stairs and entered the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords in this year’s Grand Swordsmanship Competition. But for them, it was actually a good thing. At least they had more followers now, and their chances of finding Sword-patterned Stones had increased. This group of inner disciples, who also originate from the same Sword Peak, were here to intercept any outer disciples attempting to enter the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords. Among these outer disciples, some also came from this Sword Peak. About thirty of them had withdrawn to one side, now standing behind the group of inner disciples. Since they were from the same Sword Peak, these inner disciples had not plundered them. In fact, these inner disciples usually obeyed their orders. “Don’t show ingratitude, surrender the pills on your person, follow us into the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords, and we will be sure to lead you out afterwards. Otherwise, we won’t be so accommodating.” This group of inner disciples gazed upon the outer disciples, their eyes filled with disdain, and their demeanor exuding arrogance. “Even a direct disciple cannot guarantee safe passage through the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords, as there is still a possibility of casualties. Where do you get the courage and confidence to say such things?” Among the outer disciples, one brave enough to speak up said. They weren’t foolish and certainly didn’t want to be stripped bare by these inner disciples, only to become henchmen, following orders without question. “I see that you are preparing to show no appreciation for favors!” The inner disciple who had just spoken darkened his face. Waves of Yuan Xuan Realm’s eighth-level cultivation emanated from him, with elemental energy radiating from his body, glowing brightly, sharp as gold. “What a lively atmosphere…” Just then, a soft voice came through. Amidst the bustling crowd and fluctuating auras, this voice was still distinctly audible. All eyes immediately turned toward the sound. Upon seeing the approaching figure, their eyes were filled with excitement, stirring up waves of emotion. “Brother Su Yi, Zhang Qing, Martial Sister Jiahui…” “Brother Su Yi!” “Zhang Qing, Martial Sister Jiahui.” Three such voices immediately emanated from the crowd. Three young men, particularly excited, immediately emerged from the crowd. 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