Chapter 461

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Chapter 461: Seeking Wealth and Danger! “There are far too many demon beasts; we can’t stop them!” “We’re no match for demon beasts at the Demonic Spirit Realm level!” “…” A voice came from the group of young men and women standing at the front. Many of them exuded a rare aura and remarkable temperament. Their eyes were filled with hope, almost as if they had found their savior. “This is highly unusual; something must have occurred!” A young man spoke, his gaze sharp, and his clothes stirring lightly in the air. … Night had fallen, and the atmosphere was eerily quiet. Figures appeared fatigued, their eyes dimmed in the dark of the night. A young man, about twenty-one or twenty-two years old, with the emblem of an inner disciple on his chest, had a pale complexion. He showed respect and reverence toward another youth who seemed to be of similar age. This was Futeng Guang, who had been in seclusion for meditation and cultivation. At his current level of cultivation, he was comparable to some direct disciples. He had hoped his performance in the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords would earn him a direct disciple position. However, upon entering the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords, they encountered waves of relentless demon beasts. Had he not been quick enough to hand over his space bag, the consequences would have been dire. “Senior brother, this is how things happened. Everywhere we went, demon beasts were stealing space bags, and we were powerless to stop them,” Futeng Guang spoke respectfully to the young man before him. The young man’s face, fair and expressionless under the dim moonlight, had shadows cast beneath his long eyelashes. His eyes glowed faintly, creating a delicate and almost feminine look. Despite the intensity in his sharp black eyes, he didn’t even glance at Futeng Guang as he spoke calmly and indifferently, “They target only the space bags, not intentionally killing anyone. This could either be an arrangement by the sect to increase the difficulty of the Grand Swordsmanship Competition, or perhaps some influential figures are secretly involved. Either way, this year’s competition will certainly differ from those in the past.” As the words left his lips, the young man’s straight nose and crimson-tinged lips emphasized the slender, tall frame clothed in white. His appearance was slim but far from fragile, and his black eyes reflected the vast night sky. Futeng Guang looked up at him, seemingly wanting to speak but hesitated. “Just say what’s on your mind. After all, you’re my cousin. After this trip, you’ll likely become a direct disciple of the Fifteenth Sword Peak. No need to hold back,” said the young man in white, as if reading Futeng Guang’s thoughts. “Senior brother, Su Yi also entered the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords.” Futeng Guang gained more confidence and looked directly at the young man, saying, “But we haven’t received any news of him. Since entering, he’s offended many people and even taken some inner disciples’ space bags.” “Su Yi… He’s the one who crippled Teng Ming and severely injured Ba Yi and the others, right?” The young man in white responded casually, “There’s no shortage of people at the Fifteenth Sword Peak. If the opportunity arises, we’ll meet him there.” … Early morning came, and the sky was lit with the hazy dawn. “Phew…” A breath of stale air escaped from Su Yi’s lips, his robe fluttering as his breathing grew deep and vigorous. The redness returned to his complexion. Feeling the changes in his body, Su Yi smiled with satisfaction. The flesh of the demon beast at the Demonic Spirit Realm level indeed provided significant benefits. Over the course of the night, not only did Su Yi recover his energy, but his vitality had also improved noticeably. Situ Muyang, Xu Jiahui, and Zhang Qing woke up as well. As they retracted their hand seals and opened their eyes, the smiles on their faces revealed that all three had gained much from the experience. Liu Ji, Wang Fan, and Qing Chao, however, were still surrounded by light, with energy fluctuations emanating from them. “Are these three preparing for a breakthrough…?” Su Yi stood up and observed the group from afar. From the commotion, it seemed Liu Ji and the others were experiencing a breakthrough, likely to step into the Yuan Xuan Realm. Breakthroughs were unpredictable and could take varying amounts of time, so it was uncertain when it would happen. Su Yi didn’t want to stay here much longer. This was the den of the Wolf-headed Demon Bat, which protected the Dark Spirit Fruit Tree. The direct disciples should have already entered the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords, and others might come looking for the Dark Spirit Fruits. It was unwise to remain here for long. But since Liu Ji and the others were in the midst of a breakthrough, any disturbance could hinder their progress. At best, it would delay them; at worst, it could derail their efforts completely. Luckily, all three had breakthroughs one after another, and new auras emerged as Liu Ji and the others entered the Yuan Xuan Realm. Their breakthroughs were quick, and the benefits from the demon beast’s flesh were substantial. For those at the Yuan Soul Realm, consuming so much of the Demonic Spirit Realm level-five demon beast flesh was an excellent source of nourishment. The most crucial factor, however, was the Spiritual Essence gained from Su Yi’s mysterious space. The flesh only acted as a catalyst. Liu Ji, Zhang Qing, and Xu Jiahui had all successfully broken through and entered the Yuan Xuan Realm. Filled with joy, they stood and bowed to Su Yi, their eyes teeming with tears. Each of them knew that without Su Yi, such an opportunity would never have come. They had easily stepped into the Yuan Xuan Realm without any effort on their part. “No need for formalities. Let’s set off.” Su Yi smiled faintly, equally pleased with their success. They had received care from Liu Ji and the others at the Thirty-Sixth Sword Peak. Unfortunately, there were a dozen or so outer disciples there, and some had been missing without any trace. Situ Muyang, watching from the side, observed with keen eyes. He could tell that Su Yi had always taken care of Liu Ji, Zhang Qing, Xu Jiahui, and the others. Although Su Yi could be harsh with others, he was generous and protective when it came to those close to him. “We should leave here soon.” Su Yi, Situ Muyang, Xu Jiahui, and others agreed that it was best not to stay here much longer. “The direct disciples should be heading to search for the Dark Spirit Fruits.” Situ Muyang said, giving Su Yi a disdainful glance. So many Dark Spirit Fruits were already taken from the tree. When the direct disciples arrived, they would likely be disappointed. “Where are we going?” Zhang Qing asked. “There’s a place we can go.” With a mysterious smile, Su Yi ordered the leader of the Wolf-headed Demon Bats to gather all the bats and temporarily leave. They would find a cave to stay in for about ten to fifteen days, returning after the direct disciples had left. “This won’t be difficult.” The Wolf-headed Demon Bat responded in its language, stating that as long as there was a cave, they could settle there. Moments later, the pack of Wolf-headed Demon Bats spread their wings and departed in a grand, majestic formation. “Let’s get going too!” Su Yi smiled, watching the grand pack of Wolf-headed Demon Bats leave. He turned to Situ Muyang, Xu Jiahui, Zhang Qing, and the others beside him and said: Translator: Volume 22 (Chapters 1121-1160) has been translated and published on Amazon (https://amzn.to/48GLJiY).