Chapter 721

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Chapter 721: Goodbye, Foe!

In front of a large crowd, two figures appeared. One was an elderly man with an unremarkable appearance.

The other was a young man, seemingly eighteen or nineteen years old, with an honest and straightforward expression, and deep, clear eyes.

“Is that Yi Su from the Overlord Sect?”

Upon seeing the young man, Elder Bing Fu, Wang Quande, Ouyang Yuanfeng, and others exchanged surprised looks.

Outside the City Master’s residence, a crowd had already gathered, their eyes focused on Su Yi with disbelief.

“Yi Su, the one from the Overlord Sect? Is he the same Yi Su who supposedly caused the Soul Measuring Yuan Stone to shatter during a soul test?”

“Did Yi Su really injure Ouyang Mingjie so severely?”

“I heard Yi Su is only sixteen years old. Could he really be that capable at such a young age?”

Outside the City Master’s residence, everyone stood in shock and curiosity.

And so, this seemingly ordinary, pleasant-looking young man was revealed to be the notorious Yi Su, whose name had become a sensation in the Central Region in a single day.

“Is that person Yi Su?”

Among a group of young men and women gathered outside the City Master’s residence, a young man in a black robe peered through the crowd and asked softly.

This young man, although still young, had a mature air about him. He had a slender figure, arched eyebrows, sharp eyes, and a straight nose. His demeanor was calm and composed, resembling someone much older.

If Su Yi had seen him, he would have instantly recognized him. It was none other than Situ Muyang from the Divine Sword School.

And if Su Yi had looked around, he would have seen several familiar faces: Mu Yao, Ying Qianqian, Gong Qi, Nan Liran, Liu Yunchuan, and others, all gathered outside.

“Is Yi Su really a Heavenly Grade soul? Is it as terrifying as the rumors say?”

Mu Yao resisted speaking for a moment, her delicate lips remaining closed. Her bright eyes reflected curiosity.

“I heard from Elder Bai Mingshan that he and others investigated and confirmed it,” Gong Qi added with a slight sparkle in her phoenix-like eyes.

“The Saint Martial Assembly seems to have attracted some real talents. There’s Li Qingwei from Qingyun Sect, Gong Qianxing from Tianxuan Sect, and Shao Sijun from Beast Emperor Sect…”

Ou Luo stood straight and tall, his sharp eyes scanning the scene. His composed expression seemed to sharpen as he observed the young man exiting the residence.

“If only Little Teacher Uncle were here, they wouldn’t stand a chance…”

Situ Muyang spoke with a hint of solemnity in his voice, a frown briefly creasing his brow.

“Unfortunately, he…”

Gong Qi’s face darkened slightly as she spoke, her gaze flickering.

Mentioning that young boy seemed to make the group go silent, their expressions unreadable.

As Su Yi stepped out of the City Master’s residence, he was accompanied by Xi Wuqing, both of them guided by Elder Qi.

The two made their way out as the crowd quietly observed.

“It was this boy who harmed Mingjie!”

Ouyang Jinwei’s eyes locked onto Su Yi with a sharp intensity. A subtle coldness lingered on her lips, hinting at her disdain.

Having severely injured her younger brother and caused significant turmoil in both the Central Region and the Sacred Mountain, she certainly held no affection for Su Yi. If given the chance, she would reclaim her dignity.

As Su Yi walked forward, Kuang Guilan’s gaze grew colder.

Her son was her greatest treasure, and now this young man had been the cause of such public humiliation. How could she tolerate this?

Su Yi surveyed the crowd. His eyes soon met those of Palace Master Gu Yue, Guan Lan, Deputy Palace Masters Yan Lu and Yundeng, and several other powerful figures from Yutian Palace.

Despite the tense atmosphere, Su Yi was deeply grateful. He knew that Yutian Palace had offered unexpected help, and his heart swelled with appreciation.

“Master!”

The Green Emperor swiftly restrained his massive form and, noticing Su Yi and Xi Wuqing approaching, immediately bowed before him.

“Palace Master Gu Yue,” “Deputy Palace Masters,” “and the esteemed elders,” Su Yi greeted them respectfully.

Su Yi nodded in acknowledgment, walking toward the glowing Gu Yue column. He also greeted the three Deputy Palace Masters—Guan Lan, Yundeng, and Yan Lu—and expressed his thanks to the powerful individuals of Yutian Palace who had gathered at that moment.

“It’s good that everything’s resolved. Now, we must focus on guiding Yutian Palace.”

Palace Master Gu Yue smiled and gave Su Yi an encouraging pat on the shoulder.

“It was all a misunderstanding, but it’s good that everything is fine now.”

Elder Bing Fu’s gaze flickered. He took a few steps forward to approach Su Yi and Old Man Gu Yue. His eyes narrowed, evaluating Su Yi carefully, before commenting, “Truly an extraordinary young man. Your remarkable abilities have brought us together. This encounter proves that you and the Sacred Mountain are destined to cross paths.”

“Sacred Mountain!”

Upon hearing the mention of the Sacred Mountain, Su Yi’s heart raced. He immediately looked toward Elder Bing Fu with a discerning gaze.

Su Yi felt a subtle yet powerful aura emanating from the elder. It was clear that this man was an expert of the highest caliber.

His gaze swept across the room. When it landed on an elderly man in his fifties, Su Yi’s heart skipped a beat.

He would recognize this man anywhere: Wang Quande, the one who had severely injured his grandfather, Su Yuntian, and nearly killed him.

Wang Quande also observed Su Yi, but felt an unexpected chill from the young man’s sharp eyes.

“Little brother, after the Saint Martial Assembly, would you consider visiting my Sacred Mountain?”

Elder Bing Fu asked warmly, offering an opportunity to the young man. The potential of a Heavenly Grade soul was something that Sacred Mountain could cultivate, making this an enticing offer.

Listening to Elder Bing Fu’s words, Kuang Guilan’s expression turned cold. She could see the strategy at play—winning over this young man for the Sacred Mountain’s benefit.

“Heh, Sacred Mountain? I’m not interested.”

Su Yi replied nonchalantly, his expression unreadable. He was well aware of his limited strength for now. Despite the protection of Yutian Palace, Su Yi knew he wasn’t yet ready to confront Wang Quande directly.

Elder Bing Fu’s gaze darkened at the rejection. He was accustomed to having people eagerly accept his offers, but Su Yi’s refusal left him speechless.

In the crowd, the shock was palpable. Despite the Sacred Mountain’s power and status, Su Yi had shown no hesitation in turning down their offer.

“Heh, some young people never learn. Talent may be exceptional, but it doesn’t guarantee success. Many gifted individuals fall by the wayside, their potential wasted.”

Elder Bing Fu’s face grew cold. Despite Yi Su’s clear talent, his refusal to respect the Sacred Mountain and its elders felt disrespectful.

“Don’t worry, just focus on managing your own disciples.”

Su Yi spoke coldly, his gaze never leaving the Sacred Mountain figures before him. If he hadn’t been fully aware of his own limitations, he would’ve responded much more forcefully.

Elder Bing Fu’s expression darkened further, his embarrassment hidden behind a stern mask.