Chapter 753

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Chapter 753: When Soldiers Arrive, Heroes Emerge!

Qin San’s expression turned uneasy. Despite his sharp eyesight, even he couldn’t see through the young man named Yi Su.

“The black card was given by that individual, suggesting a significant connection between them. There’s no need to worry about anything else for now. However, once we enter the Central Region, things might get interesting,” the middle-aged man said, thinking for a moment.

“A number of elders have gathered, and they’re probably watching Yi Su closely. Once we leave the Central Region, some may stop holding back. That’s when we’ll learn who Yi Su truly is,” Qin San remarked.

“Don’t forget, tomorrow is the Saint Martial Assembly. Will Yi Su attend as well?” the middle-aged man asked.

“Exactly! He should be there. After all, he defeated Ouyang Jinwei, who is at the Yuan True Realm of Sacred Mountain, with just a single move!” Qin San said, his tone laced with surprise.

“Ouyang Jinwei, it appears she’s been touched by the essence of the Saint King. Was it really just one move?”

The middle-aged man’s eyes gleamed with excitement, and he paused before adding, “Defeating Ouyang Jinwei in one move and challenging the authority of Sacred Mountain… This hints at unresolved tensions between them.”

“Yi Su has likely deeply angered the Sacred Mountain.”

Qin San’s eyes shifted, and he quickly added, “I’ve already given him the Spirit Shielding Talisman.”

“It was just a gesture; now it’s his responsibility to deal with the trouble. Perhaps, by then, his true identity will be revealed,” the young man murmured softly.

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The auction was in full swing as dusk settled.

In the Central Region, at the Yutian Palace, the sky was bathed in a brilliant sunset glow, resembling a fiery sea spreading across the horizon.

In the grand hall of Yutian Palace, Su Yi, Xi Wuqing, the Green Emperor, Su Xiaoshuai, Old Man Gu Yue, and the three Deputy Palace Masters—Guan Lan, Yan Lu, and Yun Ding—were gathered.

On the stone table in the center, Su Yi placed the mysterious wooden box he had won at the auction. Everyone’s eyes were fixed on it, inspecting it closely.

Old Man Gu Yue, Guan Lan, and Yun Ding, the three Deputy Palace Masters, examined it solemnly.

After a moment of silence, Old Man Gu Yue and the others exchanged glances, shaking their heads. He turned to Su Yi and said, “This item has existed for a long time. The seals and restrictions on it are highly intricate. Despite its age, it remains formidable and nearly impossible to force open. We’re truly sorry. It seems the only way to open it is at the Yutian Palace headquarters. After the Saint Martial Assembly, if you have time, we could visit the headquarters and see what’s inside this wooden box, as well as thoroughly assess your soul’s quality.”

“Thank you, Palace Master Gu Yue. We’ll see you then.”

Su Yi nodded, having hoped the Palace Masters could open the mysterious wooden box, but now it seemed impossible.

“This wooden box is so mysterious… Should I burn it to see what happens?” Su Xiaoshuai mused, circling the box with curiosity.

“Behave yourself.”

Su Yi quickly warned Su Xiaoshuai, reminding him that they had paid a hefty sum for this box, and it couldn’t be destroyed.

“Tomorrow is the Saint Martial Assembly, young friend. Are you ready? I’ve heard this year’s assembly will feature many extraordinary young talents. Although you possess impressive strength, you must remain cautious,” Old Man Gu Yue advised.

“Thank you, Palace Master Gu Yue.”

Su Yi nodded. Tomorrow was the Saint Martial Assembly, the very reason he had come to Central Region City. The assembly was his true purpose for being there.

Returning to his quarters, Su Yi and the Green Emperor, Xi Wuqing, were still present.

“This time, it seems they’ve really landed in hot water,” Xi Wuqing remarked as he closed the door, his expression serious. “This wooden box is like a ticking time bomb.”

“How should we handle this?” Su Yi asked, aware that the box was now drawing the attention of many, making it a major problem.

“The Sacred Mountain hasn’t placed another bid, can’t you see? No one else seems brave enough to bid on it. Even the Sacred Mountain is hesitant to handle this tricky situation,” Xi Wuqing explained. “This matter ties back to the Fuyao Sect of Youzhou. It’s rumored to have been left behind by a powerful figure from Youzhou 8,000 years ago. Whoever acquires this box, once the Fuyao Sect hears of it, they’ll undoubtedly try to retrieve it—no matter the cost. Even if the Sacred Mountain gets it, the Fuyao Sect will pursue it.”

The box had appeared in the Central Region, and only the Sacred Mountain had the standing to claim it. But if they did, they would face the Fuyao Sect’s relentless pursuit. Surrendering the box would tarnish Sacred Mountain’s reputation, but keeping it would pit them against the Fuyao Sect in a difficult position with no clear solution.

“If that’s the case, I’ve done Sacred Mountain a favor.”

Su Yi frowned as he pondered. It made sense now why the Sacred Mountain hadn’t bid again.

“Of course, but don’t expect them to thank you.”

Xi Wuqing smiled faintly, glancing at Su Yi. “You’ve offended Sacred Mountain for sure. You took the box they coveted, and doing so openly will hurt their prestige. Besides, you also took the Star Cloud Ganoderma earlier. With the incident involving Ouyang Jinwei, Sacred Mountain will likely become far less polite. They’re also very interested in this box—something left by Fuyao Sect’s powerful figures.”

“Let them come if they must,” Su Yi said coldly, his eyes showing no fear of further offending Sacred Mountain. The animosity between them had deepened, and after the Saint Martial Assembly, he would no longer stay in the Central Region.

“Don’t think Sacred Mountain is your only concern. Who knows how many others have their eyes on you from the auction? It may be difficult for us to leave the Central Region unscathed. After the Saint Martial Assembly, we might find ourselves in a tough spot!” Xi Wuqing said seriously, burdened by the guilt of carrying the Jade Bi. The Star Cloud Ganoderma and the wooden box had stirred the greed of many powerful figures, who were hiding their intentions. It would be manageable during the Saint Martial Assembly, but afterward, the consequences were inevitable.

“This is truly troublesome.”

Su Yi’s gaze grew somber as he took in Xi Wuqing’s words. He hadn’t fully realized how complicated things had become. This situation was even more perilous than he’d anticipated.

“Huff…”

After a pause, Su Yi shook his head, a faint smile creeping onto his face. He turned to Xi Wuqing and said, “When challenges arise, it’s best to face them head-on. Let’s attend the Saint Martial Assembly tomorrow and then decide on our next steps.”

“Be extra careful tomorrow, especially around those from Sacred Mountain. They’re determined to get that wooden box, and they may even take action against you during the Saint Martial Assembly.”

Xi Wuqing said, his tone grave. “I’m serious. If the opportunity arises, Sacred Mountain will act to seize that box from the Fuyao Sect.”