Chapter 443

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Chapter 443: Great Harvest!

Su Yi’s expression remained calm as he stopped speaking.

As night fell and everyone settled for rest, Su Yi mounted the Dark Golden Demon Falcon and took off.

With Situ Muyang by his side, Su Yi felt reassured. Thanks to Situ Muyang’s strength, as long as they stayed clear of the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords, there was little cause for concern.

After about half an hour, Su Yi dismounted from the Dark Golden Demon Falcon and landed atop the mountain peak. To his arrival, dozens of demon beast leaders of varying sizes had already gathered, waiting for him.

“Master.” The leaders of the demon beasts bowed, their eyes filled with awe as they showed deep respect.

If anyone from the Divine Sword School were to witness this scene, they would undoubtedly be shocked.

Su Yi gave a slight smile and instructed the leaders to organize their teams. Their mission was to target the inner disciples of the Divine Sword School, seize their space bags, and refrain from killing them—just as he had directed a few days ago.

This was the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords, the Divine Sword School’s domain, and Su Yi understood the need for caution.

Had he ordered the demon beasts to kill the inner disciples, the situation would have turned much worse, likely causing significant complications. Moreover, there was no reason to take their lives.

Su Yi also cautioned the demon beast leaders to avoid attacking the outer disciples unless provoked. These outer disciples were of little importance.

Additionally, Su Yi knew that the outer disciples had most likely been robbed by the inner disciples, making further action unnecessary.

Soon, the leaders, large and small, presented a pile of space bags to Su Yi.

The space bags were stacked before Su Yi in a heap, resembling a stone mill, and numbered nearly ten thousand.

“Hahaha…” Su Yi laughed heartily as he looked at the pile of space bags. It appeared that most of the inner disciples had been wiped out, with only a handful remaining.

This was precisely what Su Yi had aimed for when he subdued the demon beasts in this region.

With these demon beasts at his command, Su Yi now had control over this area.

Should the inner disciples attempt to face one of the demon beast leaders, they might stand a slight chance.

However, should they encounter several of the most powerful leaders, even the combined efforts of the outer disciples from the Divine Sword School would barely suffice.

What’s more, Su Yi had united a group of these demon beasts, forming a horde that destroyed everything in its path.

With these leaders in place, Su Yi didn’t need to intervene; they could accomplish the task on their own.

Even if Su Yi were immensely powerful, it would take him more than a few days to locate many inner disciples, and there were simply too many demon beasts here to track.

“Help me keep watch…”

With so many space bags, Su Yi could not let the opportunity slip by. He was eager to see what treasures they contained.

In a secluded spot, the demon beast leaders acted as protectors, allowing Su Yi to enter the mysterious space unimpeded.

Although the items inside the space bags of the inner disciples were special in their own right, they paled in comparison to what could be found within the mysterious space.

…

Nearby, a slope was dotted with towering ancient trees, their twisting forms adding to the eerie atmosphere.

The full moon hung high in the sky, casting a soft, radiant glow upon the trees. The shadows of the branches danced upon the ground, creating a captivating mosaic.

“Roarrrr…”

A beast’s roar echoed in the distance.

“Su Yi is acting strangely. Do you know what he’s up to?”

Sitting cross-legged on a flat rock, Situ Muyang asked Xu Jiahui and Zhang Qing, his hands folded calmly. His clear eyes gleamed brightly beneath the night sky. Though his face still carried a youthful look, there was an unexpected maturity in his demeanor.

“We don’t know either. Su Yi is our leader, and we’re not meant to question his actions.”

Zhang Qing answered politely, showing respect for Situ Muyang. After all, he was the son of the sect leader, and it was important to maintain a good relationship.

However, Zhang Qing didn’t just not know what Su Yi was up to—he also wouldn’t reveal it. After all, Su Yi was the eldest disciple he had come to admire.

“Then we wait. Tomorrow, we venture into the inner part of the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords. It is a dangerous place filled with powerful beasts. You must all be prepared!”

Situ Muyang said to Xu Jiahui and the others. While his tone was serious, he showed kindness beneath his cool exterior, not like the typical son of a sect leader.

Xu Jiahui, Zhang Qing, and the others nodded, their faces betraying their anxiety.

They knew very well that while their strength had recently grown, they were still far from being strong enough to face the challenges ahead. Without Su Yi’s help, they wouldn’t have made it this far.

Situ Muyang stopped speaking and closed his eyes for a moment. He breathed deeply and began forming hand seals. A soft white light started to emanate from his body, enveloping him entirely.

As he continued to breathe slowly, the air around him rippled with mysterious energy.

Xu Jiahui and Zhang Qing also started to meditate, surrounded by a vibrant aura of energy.

…

“The time is nearly here. Our comrades will soon arrive to help us seek justice!”

In a valley shrouded by darkness, a group of weary Divine Sword School disciples huddled together, their appearance disheveled and forlorn.

After checking the time, they confirmed that the direct disciples from each Sword Peak had arrived and were waiting. Only they could deal with the powerful demon beasts.

“Once our senior brothers come, they will certainly expose everything!”

A group of disciples stood guard in the dense forest, anxious and tired, preparing for the arrival of their senior brothers to deal with the situation.

…

Under the half-moon, the mountains were bathed in a mysterious and soft golden glow.

A tall figure stood before them, wearing a pale purple robe adorned with intricate blue embroidery. His youthful features, sharp jawline, and striking eyebrows gave him an air of refinement and elegance.

“At last, it begins. Yun Lingfeng, Gong Qi, Gu Chenyou, what stage are you at now? I’m eager to see!” The man muttered to himself, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

…

Under the moonlight, an ancient palace stood tall, its roof decorated with grotesque beasts carved in golden scales. The blue tiles glimmered gently in the moon’s soft light.

A man stood in the courtyard, his sharp eyes like twin blades. His calm face bore a tranquil expression.

“It has begun!” he murmured softly, his gaze fixed on the moon.

…

On a mountain beneath the moonlit sky,

A figure sat cross-legged, looking up at the moon and muttering softly, “Has the time finally come? Let’s see how far you have come this time!”