Chapter 608
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Chapter 608: Returning to Man City!
“Brat, you…” Ling Qianxue’s tone shifted slightly.
“That’s just how I am,” Su Yi chuckled, feeling that this threat might work on the cat demon.
“Alright, clever human, I swear that even after I recover, I won’t harm you,” Ling Qianxue declared with determination.
“How am I being clever?” Su Yi pouted, muttering to himself. All he wanted was to secure his own safety; how did that make him clever?
“What’s wrong with you? You’ve been talking to yourself this whole time.”
A sound echoed as a radiant light shone from the medicinal field, and the Blood Spiritual Ginseng emerged. Hearing Su Yi muttering, it curiously observed him and asked, “What’s going on?”
“Granddaddy Seng.”
Su Yi carefully examined the Blood Spiritual Ginseng before him, and his eyes gleamed with realization. The Blood Spiritual Ginseng had clearly changed—it now radiated a vibrant glow and emitted a powerful aura of vitality.
“Blood Spiritual Ginseng, Blood Spiritual Ginseng… You truly have it… Crafty human!”
Ling Qianxue’s voice rang out again in Su Yi’s mind. She had suspected the truth all along, and now it was confirmed that the Blood Spiritual Ginseng belonged to this human.
“Uh… Hehe, of course, it’s in my possession.” Su Yi replied with a smirk.
“Humans are incredibly crafty, far too crafty!” Ling Qianxue said, her voice tinged with irritation.
“Who are you talking to now?” The Blood Spiritual Ginseng looked at Su Yi in bewilderment, scanning its surroundings. Apart from the nearby Dark Golden Demon Falcon, there were no other living beings in the area.
“We’ll talk later with Granddaddy Seng.”
Su Yi glanced at the Blood Spiritual Ginseng, his expression becoming serious. He then said, “The matter I mentioned to Granddaddy Seng last time may cause trouble in the near future.”
“Hmm, I’ve been here long enough; it’s time to stretch my legs. Let’s discuss it then.” The Blood Spiritual Ginseng nodded.
“Thank you in advance, Granddaddy Seng.” Su Yi expressed his gratitude. With a Xuanyuan Soaring Dragon Pill in his possession, he was confident that the Blood Spiritual Ginseng wouldn’t have to make a huge sacrifice to heal his grandfather.
He estimated that he wasn’t far from Man City anymore. In a few days, he would be able to return. He was eager to reunite with his grandfather and Wan’er, who must have mourned his death after hearing the news from the Forest of Demons. He imagined they would be shocked when they saw him alive.
And his grandfather’s injuries—Su Yi hoped they hadn’t worsened. His uncle had mentioned that his grandfather’s wounds could take years to fully heal, and not much time had passed. Hopefully, there wouldn’t be any major complications.
And then there’s Fatty WangWang Shangwu. Su Yi pondered. He wondered if Fatty Wang was still being confined at home by his father, practicing in seclusion. When Su Yi saw him, he would offer his help to transform him both physically and mentally, relieving him of the burdens from their childhood.
A subconscious smile appeared on Su Yi’s face as he thought about the people he missed in Man City.
After some time, Su Yi finished inspecting the mysterious space and packed up before exiting.
As the sky grew lighter and light drizzle began to fall, Su Yi mounted the Wolfbat and soared into the sky.
With the dim skies, riding the Wolfbat made things much easier.
For the next few days, Su Yi kept up this routine. When he had the time, he would enter the mysterious space to cultivate.
“This place is a treasure…”
Su Yi practiced the Supreme Chaotic Yuan Technique, honing his soul power, and continued refining his martial arts. He also focused on the Foundations of Swordsmanship and the Basics of Knife Techniques.
Su Yi’s progress wasn’t particularly rapid, but it served as valuable training.
At times, Su Yi would deliberately suppress his aura and hunt down formidable demon beasts to practice his skills, which was another way for him to sharpen his abilities.
“Hoo…”
Five days later, in the early morning, the air was thick with humidity, and mist blanketed the surroundings.
Boom! A burst of energy surged outward, shaking the area.
Under a towering cliff and an ancient tree twisted by time, a dazzling crimson light flickered, as if roaring in the wind. A figure sat cross-legged beneath it.
As the aura soared, it created ripples in the surrounding energies. With one final push, Su Yi stepped into the Eighth Grade of Yuan Spirit Realm.
After a moment, the energy subsided. Su Yi opened his eyes, and his aura pulsed powerfully. His tattered robes billowed in the wind, and his gaze gleamed with a reddish light.
“The Ninth Grade of Yuan Spirit Realm!”
A hint of joy crossed Su Yi’s face. This breakthrough was the result of his recent cultivation in the mysterious space. Along with his earlier progress, his aura had now reached the late stage of the Eighth Grade of Yuan Spirit Realm. These past few days had unexpectedly allowed him to achieve another breakthrough.
“Roarrrr…”
Nearby, the Wolfbat growled softly, sensing Su Yi’s rising energy and expressing its happiness for him.
“I should be able to reach Man City today, right?”
Su Yi smiled faintly, feeling the anticipation build inside him. He was almost at Man City, and he should be able to arrive that day. He was eager to see his grandfather and Wan’er again.
Night fell, and the full moon hung high, with stars scattered across the sky like diamonds.
Man City, a small but important territory on the outskirts, was cloaked in the stillness of night, giving off a sense of peaceful solitude.
However, Man City was not without its dangers. It had to contend with external threats, and within the vast Forest of Demons, there were numerous forces. The Raging Dragon Mercenary Alliance and the Black Fiend School were the most formidable, though many other smaller factions also sought to claim the city.
In the past, when Man City was threatened, Old Man Su Yuntian had intervened, protecting the city through a fierce battle. This intervention had ensured Man City’s survival.
For this reason, the city remained on high alert. At night, the city gates were tightly secured, and the five major clans took turns guarding them.
Since Old Man Su Yuntian had repelled the last attack, Man City had enjoyed twenty years of peace, with only occasional encounters with rogue demon beasts, which the five major clans dealt with swiftly.
“Roarrrr…”
Outside Man City, several figures stood atop the thick city walls, their eyes gleaming in the shadows. Distant roars of demon beasts echoed through the air.
“It seems there are more demon beasts gathering lately.”
One of the figures on the city walls spoke, his tone full of surprise.
“Just some ordinary demon beasts. It’s been a while since we went hunting. We can go out and clear them,” another person suggested nonchalantly.
“But this time, something feels off. These demon beasts seem to be growing in number, but they haven’t attacked yet. It’s like they’re waiting for something,” said a third, sounding puzzled.
“We need to remain cautious. Tomorrow, I will report this to the acting family head and send a group of experts to investigate,” said a man, who appeared to be the leader of the group.
