Chapter 887
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Chapter 887: Are You Old or Not?
“Haha,” Su Yi immediately responded with a smile, addressing Xi Wuqing. “I’ve already caused a bit of trouble for Yutian Palace. If the opportunity arises, I should make it right with them.”
Noticing that Su Yi wasn’t inclined to join Yutian Palace, Xi Wuqing was somewhat moved. He then subtly remarked to Su Yi, “By joining Yutian Palace, you wouldn’t need to worry about Sacred Mountain anymore. With their backing, you’d rise in power swiftly. It’s a great choice.”
“With your talent and reputation, if you were willing, top sects like Immortal Sword Sect, Wuliang School, Gemini Sect, or even Yutian Palace would surely welcome you. Then, you wouldn’t have to fear Tianlong Sect anymore. Why not choose to join them?” Xi Wuqing continued.
Su Yi smiled and gazed at Xi Wuqing, questioning him. With Xi Wuqing’s own standing, joining Immortal Sword Sect, Gemini Sect, or others would be effortless.
“Um…” Xi Wuqing hesitated, glancing at Su Yi.
“Joining Yutian Palace does seem like the best option for me right now,” Su Yi added, his voice tinged with emotion. “It truly is the best path at the moment.”
Once one becomes a true disciple of Yutian Palace, they would no longer have to fear Sacred Mountain. At least, they wouldn’t need to fear them openly.
Moreover, with the cultivation offered by Yutian Palace, one could grow powerful quickly.
“Then why not take that step?” Xi Wuqing pressed, his curiosity piqued.
“Joining Yutian Palace would make you indebted to them. Once you grow stronger, you’d be seen as part of their sect. Knowing their nature, they’d protect you for life. But I doubt they’d come to Sacred Mountain with you if you didn’t belong to another sect. Isn’t that right, Big Brother?” Su Yi smiled, realizing the nature of Yutian Palace. Even with their protection, they wouldn’t assist him in dealing with Sacred Mountain in the future.
Xi Wuqing remained silent, signaling agreement. He would join any sect as long as it meant no longer fearing Tianlong Sect. But, no matter which sect he joined, they wouldn’t fight Sacred Mountain for him.
After a brief pause, Xi Wuqing looked at Su Yi. “Seems like you’ve made up your mind.”
Su Yi smiled at him. “Overlord Sect is known all across the Central Region.”
Thinking about the Overlord Sect, Su Yi couldn’t help but feel a sense of accomplishment, the kind only young people experience.
After the Saint Martial Assembly, the news of Overlord Sect’s formation had likely spread far and wide!
Through his own efforts, Su Yi had made Overlord Sect famous across the Central Region, and he felt a swell of pride.
Xi Wuqing raised an eyebrow. “How many members does Overlord Sect have now?”
“Um…” Su Yi, still riding the high of his pride, suddenly looked stunned. He chuckled awkwardly, “Including me, there are two.”
Previously, Su Yi had mentioned Overlord Sect casually in front of Xi Wuqing as a stand-in for Divine Demonic Sect.
However, now Su Yi thought Overlord Sect wasn’t so bad. More importantly, he wasn’t ready to share the truth about Divine Demonic Sect with Xi Wuqing yet.
After all, despite their deep bond, the involvement of the Divine Demonic Sect was far too significant. The appearance of strong beings in the Demon Woods showed the immense power of the sect, and there were countless hidden enemies lurking. The less Su Yi exposed, the safer everyone would be.
“Including me, two… Quite the grand Overlord Sect you have there! Are you planning to use Overlord Sect to take on Sacred Mountain in the future?” Xi Wuqing sighed, rolling his eyes.
“No, the Overlord Sect still counts me in!” Su Xiaoshuai immediately chimed in, clearly excited. “As the leader of Overlord Sect, I’m naturally part of it.”
“Master, don’t forget about me!” The Green Emperor, who had remained quiet up until now, raised his hand. As the master’s Overlord Sect, he certainly had a stake in it.
“Who says Overlord Sect can’t compete with Sacred Mountain? One day, we’ll stand tall in this world!” Su Yi’s eyes gleamed red, filled with passion and determination. Why should Overlord Sect not compare to Sacred Mountain? One day, they’d rise to the challenge.
“Sacred Mountain has stood strong in the Central Region for thousands of years. What makes you think you can measure up to it? Even if you could, how long do you think that would take? I doubt Sacred Mountain will give you the time to do so!” Xi Wuqing responded, locking eyes with Su Yi.
“Didn’t I defeat Nanan Ruyu, the so-called Saint Child of Sacred Mountain? Weren’t their so-called direct disciples defenseless against me? With just the two of us in Overlord Sect, our fame has already spread far and wide. Isn’t that enough?” Su Yi’s voice was firm, his eyes blazing with intensity. His tone carried a sense of rebellious determination.
“The youth doesn’t understand the vastness of the world,” Xi Wuqing said, his words blunt. “Throughout thousands of years, many talented individuals have emerged to challenge Sacred Mountain. But who has succeeded in the end?”
“Indeed, some people don’t understand the complexity of the world,” Su Yi said, smiling faintly at Xi Wuqing. His expression was calm, yet his words were resolute. “But isn’t that what young people are supposed to be like? Alive, vibrant like summer flowers, and when we fall, we do so gracefully like autumn leaves. In this world, one should strive to be extraordinary, even in death.”
After a brief pause, Su Yi took a large knife and a broken sword from his space bag and put them back on his back. He looked at Xi Wuqing and said, “Even if Dragon City lacks flying generals, there’s still the icy spear of Iron Blood. With a sword and a knife, I laugh at the sky. Hahaha! Lifetaken Yama Xi Wuqing, you’re old… but not that old!”
“Hahaha…” Xi Wuqing laughed heartily as well, his deep brown eyes gleaming with light. At that moment, he knew he had not misjudged Su Yi. Perhaps, one day, the Overlord Sect would rise to greatness, shining brilliantly.
“Even if I fail, so what? This moment feels like having already died. For someone who’s died once, what’s there left to fear?” Xi Wuqing’s gaze softened as he looked at Su Yi, his tone steady but filled with conviction.
“My bones may be growing old, but my heart remains strong,” he added, standing tall despite the visible signs of age.
