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Chapter 895: The Golden Scale Flaming Heavenly Bow

Su Yi stood with his eyes gently closed, his hand outstretched toward the Golden Scale Flaming Heavenly Bow.

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Watching intently, Xi Wuqing couldn’t help but feel a ripple of awe. Yet, he soon shook his head with a helpless smile.

“This boy… It’s a middle-grade Dao Tool, slightly damaged but still incredibly powerful. Bonding with it so quickly… is unheard of.”

Such feats no longer surprised Xi Wuqing; Su Yi had a knack for defying logic. The strange miracles surrounding him had long become part of Xi Wuqing’s reality.

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Nearby, the yellow-robed elder, bound and defeated, watched the scene in stunned silence.

After witnessing Yang Chuan’s crushing defeat, the elder realized just how terrifyingly powerful this young man was. Su Yi’s identity could not be ordinary.

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“Such strength at his age… He must be one of the top disciples from a major sect,” thought the elder. “But his reaction to the bow—it’s as if he’s never seen something so rare before. Strange.”

This contradiction puzzled the elder. With Su Yi’s talent and skill, he should already possess treasures far superior to this bow.

But the elder’s thoughts didn’t linger; he was preoccupied with his own precarious situation. He marveled, nonetheless, at how swiftly the bow recognized Su Yi.

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He recalled how Yang Chuan had struggled to obtain the bow. Even with assistance from powerful allies, Yang Chuan had barely managed to force the bow into submission. Yet it never truly accepted him as its master.

Yang Chuan’s decision to test the bow’s power by hunting demon beasts had ultimately led to his downfall.

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“Ahhh…”

“Grr…”

The Wolf-headed Demon Bat and the Dark Golden Demon Falcon returned, having devoured the remaining Golden Sword Sect disciples. With satisfied growls, they landed near Su Yi, vigilant as his protectors.

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Moments later, Su Yi’s eyes snapped open, shimmering briefly before settling into their usual brilliance.

“Phew…”

Exhaling deeply, a burst of golden light erupted from his hand. The Golden Scale Flaming Heavenly Bow materialized, resonating with power.

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“Roar…”

The faint phantoms of a lion and a tiger surged around the bow, radiating fierce, domineering energy before vanishing.

Even Xi Wuqing, the yellow-robed elder, and the demon beasts could sense that the bow was far more powerful in Su Yi’s hands than it had ever been with Yang Chuan.

“This is what it means to find a true master,” the elder muttered, astounded.

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Su Yi studied the bow, his fingers tracing its smooth, golden surface. As its new master, he could now perceive its history and origins.

The bow had been forged from the bones of two mighty beasts—the Golden Scale Lion and the Red Feather Tiger, both of the Demonic Master Realm. Slightly damaged in a great battle, it had eventually fallen into Yang Chuan’s hands.

“Golden Scale Flaming Heavenly Bow…” Su Yi whispered, his voice filled with awe.

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The mere mention of the Demonic Master Realm sent chills down his spine. Creatures of that level were beyond even imperial-level experts, ruling as supreme beings of the world.

The Golden Scale Lion and Red Feather Tiger, legendary among their clans, were revered for their unmatched strength.

The audacity of the weaponsmith who dared use their bones to forge this bow was staggering. They must have been a master of unparalleled skill and courage, willing to risk the wrath of the demonic clans.

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Su Yi tightened his grip on the bow.

“Follow me, and I’ll help you grow stronger,” he said softly.

In response, the Golden Scale Flaming Heavenly Bow vibrated, emitting a radiant golden light and a wave of heat. It seemed to acknowledge Su Yi’s promise.

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“A true masterpiece!” Su Yi exclaimed, satisfaction evident on his face.

Though he already possessed the Sacred Tool, Terrifying Star Blade, and a mysterious broken sword, both were damaged and highly dangerous to wield in public.

The Golden Scale Flaming Heavenly Bow, however, was reliable and could be used freely without arousing unwanted attention.

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Stowing the bow with a contented smile, Su Yi turned to Xi Wuqing.

“Not a bad harvest,” Xi Wuqing remarked, impressed by the unexpected gain of a middle-grade Dao Tool.

“Hehe,” Su Yi chuckled.

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His gaze shifted to the yellow-robed elder, who remained bound nearby.

“I want to know something. Keep him alive,” Xi Wuqing instructed.

“You always think ahead, big brother,” Su Yi replied with a grin.

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Approaching the elder, Su Yi’s expression turned serious.

“You know what’s at stake. Answer honestly, or you’ll regret it,” Xi Wuqing said coldly, his eyes sharp as blades.