Chapter 509
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Chapter 509: What on Earth Is Going On?
Xu Jiahui was nervous and uneasy, not only did her eyes gaze at Su Yi, but her body instinctively drew closer to him.
At this moment, Xu Jiahui’s heart was indeed somewhat complicated. She knew her father’s dream was to see her become an inner disciple of the Divine Sword School, and even more so, a direct disciple. If she were to become a direct disciple at this moment, it would be fulfilling her father’s wish.
“Make your own choice.”
Su Yi whispered softly in Xu Jiahui’s ear, surprised by how many elders were actually vying to take disciples.
However, given Xu Jiahui’s impressive performance, Su Yi couldn’t help but feel a sense of clarity in his heart.
Moreover, Su Yi originally hoped that Xu Jiahui, Liu Ji, and others could receive more attention from the elders and Dharma Protectors.
Xu Jiahui collected her thoughts, hesitated for a moment, and then respectfully bowed to the surrounding elders. “Thank you, esteemed elders, for your kindness. However, I am still a disciple of the Thirty-Sixth Sword Peak. I will make my decision after reporting to Elder Su upon his return.”
“Well…”
Upon hearing this, Elder Shangguan Hu furrowed his brow in a somewhat helpless manner.
Elder Duan Yuerong’s heart stirred secretly, just as this girl had refused her last time.
The elders present were quite surprised. If it had been any other outer disciple, the elders would have eagerly competed to accept them as their disciples, especially if they were a direct disciple. They would have been overwhelmed with joy and favor.
“Someone else has come out!”
“The time difference is too long, isn’t it? I wonder if something happened over there?”
“It seems like they are still some outer disciples.”
Finally, someone else emerged from within the spatial portal.
However, as each figure emerged, all of them being outer disciples, this inevitably perplexed the audience.
The gazes of the Elders and Dharma Protectors finally returned to the exit of the spatial portal, only to find that outer disciples were emerging once again. Their expressions were filled with bewilderment.
Situ Muyang and Su Yi exchanged a glance, concealing their amusement. It was clear that the outer disciples were bound to emerge first from the exit of the spatial portal. After all, the direct disciples and inner disciples would likely take more time before they reached the exit.
However, the Elders and Dharma Protectors standing aside became increasingly solemn. Thousands of outer disciples had walked out, yet not a single direct disciple or inner disciple could be seen. How could one not feel apprehensive?
“What about the direct disciples and inner disciples? Has something happened inside?”
An Elder stepped forward, unable to stay any longer, and approached an outer disciple who had just walked out of the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords, inquiring.
“Regarding the question, Elder, all the direct disciples and inner disciples, including those senior brothers and senior sisters, have gone to pursue Su Yi and Situ Muyang…”
Facing the Elder, those outer disciples were very anxious, their gaze fixed upon Su Yi and Situ Muyang, who were also on the square. Their eyes flickered as they conveyed the message to the Elder.
“Pursue Su Yi and Situ Muyang…”
Upon hearing this, the Elders and Dharma Protectors present couldn’t help but feel surprised, their gaze involuntarily shifting towards Su Yi and Situ Muyang on the side.
To apprehend these two individuals, are all the direct disciples and inner disciples going to pursue Su Yi and Situ Muyang?
In that case, why did Su Yi and Situ Muyang still take the lead to come out?
“What exactly is going on? Provide a detailed explanation!”
The Elder spoke up, requesting to know the details.
Several outer disciples, trembling with fear, roughly explained the situation.
There were rumors circulating that Su Yi and Situ Muyang had managed to obtain all the Dark Spirit Fruits. Some whispers even suggested that they had plundered the space bags of many inner disciples, leaving several direct disciples empty-handed and in despair.
In the end, all the direct disciples and outer disciples surrounded Su Yi and Situ Muyang, but for some unknown reason, Su Yi and Situ Muyang were the first to enter the spatial teleportation gate.
“Are you saying that all the direct disciples and outer disciples went to pursue Su Yi and Situ Muyang?”
Some elders simply couldn’t believe it. With thousands of direct disciples and numerous inner disciples, it was an imposing lineup. They had all pursued Situ Muyang and Su Yi, yet at this moment, it seemed that both of them were completely unharmed.
Many outer disciples nodded in agreement, indeed all the direct disciples and inner disciples went together to surround Su Yi and Situ Muyang.
They are also puzzled now, wondering why Su Yi and Situ Muyang were the first to exit the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords.
“What…!”
Upon learning all of this, all eyes instantly and electrifyingly landed on Su Yi and Situ Muyang.
“A direct disciple has appeared!”
“It’s Gu Chenyou!”
“There’s also Jian Shiyi, Nan Liran!”
“Zhang Diyun, Gong Qi, Ying Qianqian!”
At the same time, numerous voices could be heard from the square. Finally, within the spatial teleportation portal, the figure of a direct disciple emerged.
“Whoosh, whoosh…”
Extraordinary young figures emerged from the spatial teleportation portal, their impressive auras radiating as they stepped forward—these were the direct disciples.
“Swoosh, swoosh…”
More and more direct disciples poured out from the spatial teleportation portal, with the number increasing steadily. Among the first ones to come out were those who ranked at the forefront of the Sword Tower.
A group of exceptional direct disciples walked out of the spatial teleportation portal, yet their gaze immediately scanned the crowd as they searched for something.
As the eyes of the entire audience shifted to the direct disciples, astonishment filled the air. Each of them appeared disheveled, their hair in disarray, with expressions of frustration and anger clearly visible on their faces.
“Boss Su Yi, the one ahead is Gu Chenyou, ranked fourth in the Sword Tower. South Li Ran, ranked seventh in the Sword Tower, and also Gong Qi and Ying Qianqian, ranked sixth and fifth in the Sword Tower, respectively…”
Zhang Qing, Liu Ji, and others whispered to Su Yi, informing him about the identities of the emerging direct disciples.
Su Yi’s gaze immediately fixed on the emerging direct disciples, having caught sight of them during the grand pursuit. As he observed them carefully, his eyes landed on Gu Chenyou, ranked fourth in the Sword Tower. The young man appeared to be in his early twenties, with a slender, well-proportioned figure. His sharp, blade-like eyebrows framed eyes that flickered with a crimson hue.
Nan Liran had a slender figure, dressed in a pale purple robe intricately embroidered with patterns of green silk flowers. His gaze was clear and bright, with slanting sword-like eyebrows and a handsome face.
What sets Su Yi apart is the woman known as Ying Qianqian, who possesses a captivating appearance and holds a distinguished rank in the Sword Tower. Being ranked fifth in the Sword Tower also signifies her formidable strength.
By Ying Qianqian’s side, there is also a woman of similar age, her phoenix eyes shimmering with a green radiance, exuding exceptional beauty. She is Gong Qi, ranked sixth in the Sword Tower.
Su Yi still vaguely remembered that Gong Qi, when she manifested her Yuan Qi, seemed to transform into a flying cloud dragon colt, displaying astonishing speed during the grand pursuit.
“Swoosh…”
From within the spatial teleportation gate, a white-clad young man leaped out, with a tall and upright posture, his black eyes shimmering with dazzling brilliance. As he emerged, the direct disciples by his side promptly cleared a path.
“That person in white is Yun Lingfeng, the second-ranking in the Sword Tower, and a disciple of the Fifteenth Sword Peak!”
Upon seeing that white-clad young man, Zhang Qing’s countenance changed secretly, and he whispered to Su Yi’s ear in a low voice.
