Chapter 588
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Chapter 588: Who Do You Think You Are!
Bai Mingshan had come well-prepared, his confidence unshaken. Gathering his courage, he met Elder Su’s gaze directly, his tone steady and unapologetic.
“Elder Su, to the best of my knowledge, Su Yi is not solely your direct disciple. In the Divine Sword Valley, he simply had the misfortune of losing the competition for a supreme advantage. It was his fate. My disciple, Lingfeng, obtained the ancestral inheritance—a supreme advantage that represents the future of our Divine Sword School. If Su Yi’s death was accidental, it is insignificant compared to the greater good of our school’s future.”
Elder Su raised his eyes, his gaze flickering faintly. He remained silent for a moment, leaving the nine figures floating in the air baffled.
Suddenly, Elder Su burst into laughter.
“Hahaha…”
The sound roared like relentless thunder, shaking the heavens and causing the Fifteenth Sword Peak to tremble.
The thunderous laughter reverberated through the skies, its intensity so great that the nine figures turned pale with fright. Their bodies trembled as though they were on the verge of falling.
“What’s going on?”
The sudden commotion was astonishing. Disciples from the Fifteenth Sword Peak and nearby peaks quickly gathered, their eyes locked on the source of the terrifying aura.
“Elder Su, what do you mean by this?”
Bai Mingshan’s composure faltered as he trembled slightly, his expression grim. Despite his outward confidence, an unsettling fear gnawed at him in the presence of Elder Su.
“Yes, Elder Su, please calm yourself and explain. There’s no need to embarrass us younger ones.”
“Elder Su, please take a moment to reflect. The greater good must remain our top priority. Yun Lingfeng inheriting the ancestral legacy is an extraordinary benefit—it’s the future of the Divine Sword School!”
In the void, several elderly figures wore awkward expressions. They tried to placate Elder Su, speaking in conciliatory tones.
These individuals, also elders of the Divine Sword School, had gathered in anticipation of Elder Su’s emergence, fearing he might cause trouble for the Fifteenth Sword Peak.
“If everyone had truly spoken nicely and acted justly, would we even be in this situation?” Elder Su’s laughter ceased abruptly, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “Are you suggesting that Yun Lingfeng, morally corrupt as he is, holds more value than Su Yi’s life?”
The sneer on Elder Su’s face deepened, his contempt palpable.
Who was he? He was Su Kuangge—Sword Yama.
Elder Su saw through their facade, understanding all too well what these people sought to protect.
“This…”
One elder hesitated, visibly uncomfortable, searching for the right words but failing to articulate them.
“While there is truth to your words, as elders of the Divine Sword School, we must prioritize the greater good. Elder Su, I hope you will consider this as well,” another elder said, his voice strained as he gritted his teeth, suppressing the fear that lurked in his heart.
“Hahaha…”
Elder Su Kuangge laughed again. The sound roared louder than before, resonating like a thunderstorm that shook the skies and reverberated through the void.
The laughter echoed across the entire Divine Sword School, its intensity drawing the attention of disciples and elders alike.
“Swoosh…”
Figures began to emerge from across the Divine Sword School, their gazes all fixed on the direction from which the chilling laughter originated.
“Su Yi, your life truly holds little value, doesn’t it, kid?”
Elder Su Kuangge burst into laughter, his once-calm demeanor replaced by intensity. Ripples of energy distorted the space around him. His voice echoed ominously:
“All of you youngsters, leave immediately, or face merciless slaughter!”
The chilling command sent shivers down everyone’s spines.
“Run! Quickly!”
On the Fifteenth Sword Peak, the disciples trembled, their unease growing as a sense of impending doom loomed over them.
“Hurry, all of you, leave now!”
Above the void, the elders’ faces turned pale. Their anxious voices reverberated as they urged the younger disciples to flee. They knew what was coming and feared the worst.
“Elder Su, please reconsider. This was merely an accident! If blame must be placed, it should fall on Su Yi himself for his misfortune. Let us prioritize the greater good,” one elder interjected, attempting to calm Elder Su’s anger.
“You may believe Su Yi’s life is insignificant compared to Yun Lingfeng’s, but I do not share that sentiment. I, Su Kuangge, saved his life and brought him to the Divine Sword School. He received the school’s emblem, marking him as one of us. While you may consider his life trivial, I do not. Hand over Yun Lingfeng, so I can bring him to the Court of Justice for disciplinary action under sect rules. If not, don’t blame me for being merciless today!”
Elder Su’s experienced face showed a storm of fury. The waves of energy radiating from his body caused his robes to billow violently. His voice thundered like a raging storm, shaking the entire Fifteenth Sword Peak.
“Elder Su, you must consider the broader picture. Su Yi is already gone,” another elder said cautiously.
“Yes, Su Yi is dead. Once you’re dead, you’re gone.” Elder Su Kuangge laughed bitterly, his voice laced with sorrow. “So, you’ve gathered so many here to try and kill me, haven’t you? Hahaha!”
“Elder Su, please calm down. We only wish to prevent further escalation. Your anger won’t change the outcome,” an older man said, his eyes avoiding direct contact with Su Kuangge’s piercing gaze.
They had been stationed at the Fifteenth Sword Peak all along, ready to intercept Elder Su if he sought revenge. This was their strategy to control the situation.
Who was Elder Su? Once a figure of unmatched elegance, his name had shaken the Central Region. Known as the Sword Yama, his reputation had spread across the continent, feared and revered in equal measure.
“It seems the Divine Sword School is no longer what it used to be,” Su Kuangge said, his tone tinged with melancholy. “No one respects me anymore. Today, you even conspire to kill me. How pitiful. How sad.”
His words echoed through the air, carrying an undeniable sense of loneliness.
“Elder Su, you’re overreacting. If something troubles you, speak with the sect leader. The Fifteenth Sword Peak is not a place for reckless behavior!”
Elder Bai Mingshan finally spoke, suppressing the unease in his heart as he tried to maintain composure. With nine elders present, surely even the formidable Sword Yama couldn’t defy the heavens.
“Reckless behavior? You think I’m causing chaos within the Divine Sword School?” Su Kuangge mused aloud.
His gaze rose to the nine figures in the void. Then, with a steely resolve, he declared, “Very well. If that’s the case, then let this adventure begin!”
Boom!
As his words faded, a fierce and mighty aura erupted from Elder Su’s body, like a dormant dragon awakening. The surge of power rippled outward, shaking the surroundings.
“Stop me, and I will kill!”
Elder Su’s anger burned fiercely as he stepped forward. Though small in stature, his presence loomed immense, like a towering mountain. His eyes gleamed with the radiance of a divine sword, striking terror into the hearts of all who dared meet his gaze.
“Su Kuangge, don’t be so arrogant!”
Elder Bai Mingshan roared angrily. This was his Fifteenth Sword Peak—how could he allow such an intrusion? Unable to hold back any longer, he summoned his strength and descended like a streak of lightning. A brilliant palm imprint condensed in his hand, aimed directly at Elder Su.
“When I was being arrogant, you, Bai Mingshan, were still in diapers. Who do you think you are?”
Elder Su’s voice was a thunderous rebuke. His figure vanished in an instant, reappearing mid-air with a swift movement of his arm. His fist collided directly with the incoming palm.
Bang!
A deafening sound reverberated as Elder Bai Mingshan’s body was sent flying like a bird with broken wings, crashing into the ground below with immense force.
