Chapter 860
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Chapter 860: Fighting Side by Side!
Gripping a broken sword in his hand, Su Yi pointed directly at a group of powerful individuals at the foot of Sacred Mountain. A cold smirk played at the corner of his mouth, his eyes gleaming with icy light as he declared arrogantly, “Old man, I am not affiliated with Sacred Mountain, so cease associating me with your organization. If you wish to take my life today, then come. Kill one, gain a profit; kill two, gain even more. Either way, I’ve already profited enough. I fear nothing!”
“You little wretch, a mere Yuan True Realm practitioner, ignorant of heaven and earth’s vastness. Killing you would be as simple as crushing an ant. Do you truly believe you can stand against Sacred Mountain?”
Elder Saint Fire was equally enraged. Rarely had anyone shown such disrespect toward him, as all other elders of Sacred Mountain would tremble in his presence.
Outside these walls, even the leaders of the Five Sects and Three Schools would maintain humility before him.
Yet now, this youth dared call him an old thing to his face—how could he tolerate such insolence? Today, he had endured enough of this youngster’s foolishness, and murderous intent now blazed in his eyes.
“Boom…”
As Saint Fire’s voice faded, the powerful Sacred Mountain group’s aura surged within their bodies, their faces contorting with ugly pallor as their energy locked onto Su Yi!
“Su Yi left the Divine Sword School to protect it from trouble. We cannot allow Sacred Mountain to take him. We must fight!”
Elder Mei Huaye declared angrily, his aura intensifying. At this moment, how could he not understand that Su Yi had departed from the Divine Sword School to shield it from conflict?
“We shall fight them regardless!”
Numerous powerful elders from the Divine Sword School proclaimed furiously, their auras surging as they moved to protect Su Yi.
“This young Su Yi seeks to spare us from trouble!”
Powerful figures like Guan Lan, the Deputy Palace Master of Yutian Palace, felt their eyes trembling as their auras fluctuated.
“Hmph, any who dare interfere with Sacred Mountain’s affairs shall perish together!”
Sensing the fluctuations from the Divine Sword School and Yutian Palace groups, Elder Saint Fire’s face twisted with cold fury, thoroughly enraged. If Yutian Palace and the Divine Sword School intervened again today, he would show no courtesy.
Elder Su Kuangge gestured for Elder Mei Huaye and the others to halt, his weathered face creasing as his eyes sparkled.
Palace Master Gu Yue’s expression remained solemn, traces of blood visible at his mouth’s corner.
“What pride has Sacred Mountain, bullying the young and seeking to intimidate more? At least I do not fear death!”
A clear, melodious voice rang out with magnetic resonance. From a distant, chaotic square emerged an extraordinary group of young people, among them a strikingly handsome youth who stepped forward. Clad in pristine white robes, he carried himself with remarkable bearing, his eyes shining brightly. His beauty surpassed all present, capable of captivating any woman.
“Xu Chen!”
Upon seeing this handsome youth emerge, numerous young women in the crowd called out in excitement, their eyes shimmering.
Xu Chen’s elemental energy swirled beneath his feet as he moved with unmatched grace, exuding transcendent dignity. Amid the surprised gazes, he leaped past the powerful individuals from Yutian Palace and the Divine Sword School, approaching Su Yi directly. With a slight smile, he said, “Don’t be moved—I simply couldn’t stand by watching a group of elders bully the young and outnumbered!”
Studying Xu Chen before him, Su Yi’s eyes flickered momentarily before he asked, “These old fellows, each more shameless and powerful than the last—we cannot match them, so why involve yourself?”
“I may not match your strength. I’ve already conceded the Saint Martial Assembly championship to you. But today, I cannot let you claim all the glory. Include me in this!”
Xu Chen smiled at Su Yi, his lips curving with subtle mirth as determination gleamed in his eyes.
“Today, I shall grant this death-seeking youth his wish!”
Before everyone’s eyes, someone had actually dismissed Sacred Mountain’s warning to stand alongside Su Yi. That this person was also a junior particularly affronted Elder Saint Fire, stoking his rage.
“Old man, cease your grand declarations. I acknowledge your strength, but today, if you seek my life, prove your capability!”
Hearing Elder Saint Fire’s words, Xu Chen raised his head and grinned.
Xu Chen’s response caused an uproar throughout the arena. None had expected such audacity, showing no regard even before Elder Saint Fire.
“Xu Chen stands ready to fight alongside Su Yi!”
Countless mountain lights confirmed that, even at such a moment, some would still aid Su Yi, standing with him in battle!
Elder Saint Fire, Bing Fu, and their companions wore frozen expressions.
“Count me in as well!”
Suddenly, another voice emerged from the crowd. Though somewhat timid, it carried unwavering resolve.
Another figure stepped forward. Their tightly wrapped, though now torn, robes and damaged hat suggested an age of sixteen or seventeen. Their face, covered in scales and prominent veins, bore a somewhat fierce appearance.
“It’s him—Flame Scale!”
Normally, such a youth would have drawn countless disdainful looks. Yet now, as this young man stepped forward, the entire room’s attention trembled with astonishment.
Flame Scale’s achievement in reaching the Saint Martial Assembly’s top eight had shocked everyone, proving his remarkable talent and power.
Flame Scale strode forward three steps, positioning himself directly beside Su Yi and Xu Chen. A shy yet genuine smile graced his features.
“Why join this fight? These elders are not to be trifled with. Does death not frighten you?”
Xu Chen regarded Flame Scale, rolling his eyes as he questioned.
“Death does frighten me!”
Flame Scale nodded earnestly at Xu Chen.
“Then why come here to die?” Xu Chen inquired.
Flame Scale gazed at Xu Chen and Su Yi, his expression determined and eyes flickering with inner light. A faint smile touched his lips as he responded, “Then let death come. You cannot face all these opponents alone. We fought together before, and you never judged my appearance or treated me as an orc. Should you die today, none else would consider me a friend. So I might as well join you. If death awaits, at least we’ll have company. The village elders say the underworld is dark and cold. Having companions will make it less lonely and more bearable!”
Xu Chen met Flame Scale’s gaze, his own eyes rippling with emotion. Suddenly, he clasped Flame Scale’s shoulder firmly and declared, “Should anyone dare call you ugly, I, Xu Chen, shall be the first to challenge them!”
“Hehe… but I am truly ugly…” Flame Scale grinned broadly, radiating happiness.
Su Yi’s eyes moistened as he regarded the two young figures before him. Waves of emotion surged within. Never had he imagined that at this crucial moment, two companions would still stand with him.
“Su Yi, are you moved? Haha, try to maintain composure!” Xu Chen turned to Su Yi, laughing joyfully.
