Chapter 1505

Chapter 1505: Fuyao Sect

Several men in the audience had lecherous smiles on their faces as they eagerly watched Miss Meng Yao’s alluring figure, their mouths watering. They shouted and some even reached out their hands, wanting to touch her.

"Yeah! If the last treasure is you, then I’ll take you away!" Someone on the side laughed and cheered.

Miss Meng Yao, come with me! If you come with me, I’ll give you everything, even if it means losing everything!

Miss Meng Yao covered her face with a smile, as if she greatly enjoyed being admired. Her charming appearance scratched the hearts of all the guests present, like countless ants crawling.

"Gentlemen, I haven’t brought out my last item yet. Why are you all looking at me? My precious, it’s still doing great!"

Meng Yao’s teeth lightly parted, her eyelashes fluttered like fans, causing Su Yi to immediately feel a surge of unnamed hot blood rush to his mind.

Before his eyes appeared a beautiful and enchanting scene, with soft jade and pleasant fragrance. He couldn’t resist the temptation to take out all his money and enjoy the beauty.

"Bang!"

A radiant light of the Heavenly Yuan Demonic Soul surged inside Su Yi’s body. His mind became clear and transparent, and he quickly activated the Supreme Chaotic Yuan Technique. Vast energy, accompanied by boundless and ethereal vitality, filled his meridians, stabilizing his entire being.

Su Yi looked around and his gaze turned serious. All the male martial artists around him seemed to be crazy, utterly infatuated with Miss Meng Yao on the stage. When he looked at the people in black robes behind him, he noticed a cunning smile on their faces.

Most of the people present were male martial artists, while only a few female martial artists furrowed their brows, unaffected.

Su Yi quickly understood that the Black Mist Assembly was an organization in a gray area. Besides being involved in shady activities, they also used enchantments. That’s why Lingbao Pavilion didn’t want to admit their existence.

Su Yi felt refreshed as he unfolded the Supreme Chaotic Yuan Technique. He used his spiritual awareness to cover the entire small room. Amidst the noisy atmosphere, a faint message filled with ancient wisdom and power reached his ears. It was obvious that the sender had years of practice.

"Such petty tricks! Hmph!" Su Yi carefully identified the voice that came from the northeast behind him and caught a glimpse of two middle-aged figures in black robes.

The voice of the other middle-aged figure in the black robe was even deeper and hoarser. He whispered, "We’ve searched both the Central Region and the Forest of Demons. Our scouts reported that Su Yi, that kid, ended up in the Chaos Realm."

"Hmph, if he managed to survive, it’s just his luck. Anyway, the Sky Wind Ranked Battle is imminent. Once we reach Youzhou, he’ll eventually die by my hands."

"Hmm, I’m just worried about the blame from the sect leader. This Black Mist Assembly is getting worse and worse. They’re nothing but a bunch of trash, resorting to even using enchantments!"

The middle-aged man who spoke initially sniffed disdainfully, hummed lightly, and said in a low voice, "Let’s wait and see how the last item turns out. If we don’t find anything valuable and fail to retrieve the Demon Subduing Treasure Chest, we can expect to be punished!"

Su Yi immediately calmed his mind, restrained his energy, and secretly thought, "Youzhou? Treasure chest? Could it be the people from the Fuyao Sect?"

Surprisingly, the Fuyao Sect hadn’t given up on their pursuit. The Chaos Realm was usually a lawless place where chaos and destruction ran rampant without any rules. The ten major factions were wary of it and didn’t intervene easily.

Until Fifth Saint Child arrived in Chaos Realm, Su Yi heard about all the exciting things happening in Chaos Realm.

"This Fifth Saint Child is really annoying, why does he come bother me for no reason!"

Luckily, Fuyao Sect found out late, otherwise there would have been a lot of trouble. Su Yi thought to himself, and then he continuously circulated his inner energy to guard against anyone approaching. Suddenly, there was a sweet voice from the attic.

There was laughter from below, and then there was a sound of disdain from the elegant room, saying, "Disgusting person! Ignorant! Get out if you’re not buying anything!"

Su Yi recognized that it was Ouyang Jinwei’s voice coming from the attic, and the enchanting curves were partially revealed in the candlelight, adding a touch of imagination.

"Martial Sister, don’t have a narrow view, this place is just like this!" A plump and suitable woman pulled Ouyang Jinwei, indicating that she should stop talking.

Su Yi could hear Li Ling’s voice, and his liking for Li Ling increased a little.

"Haha, who’s this girl again? Don’t you know about Black Mist Assembly? If you don’t like it, go back to your mother’s womb!"

"Hiding up there, are you feeling special? Come down and let me see, are you handsome or not?"

Several rude warriors were furious and started using offensive language, but Su Yi shook his head disapprovingly.

Most of the people present were powerful in the Yuan Void Realm and Yuan Emperor Realm, but Ouyang Jinwei had just checked her own strength and she had already reached the seventh level of the Yuan Void Realm.

Although Sacred Mountain was detestable, their direct disciples were all skilled fighters who could challenge opponents of higher levels. Su Yi could only watch and hope that these people wouldn’t delay him in finding clues to acquire the Moon Devouring Bodhichitta.

Looking at Meng Yao and the others, their faces were filled with anxiety. It was going to be an interesting show.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, from the attic, a golden light came crashing down. A figure descended like a golden crane, their energy swiftly transforming as they arrived in the hall.

"Clap clap clap!"

Before they could even clearly see the person’s face, the warriors who were just boasting fell directly to the ground. Their faces swelled up and blood sprayed from their mouths, mixing with their scattered teeth.

Just a few moments ago, these mighty individuals were now curled up like human-sized shrimp, bruised and swollen.

"Boom!"

Ouyang Jinwei’s figure solidified, and from between her red lips, a trace of charm instantly spread out. Her graceful body was immediately enveloped in a layer of illusion.

Within the holy light, the illusion was hazy, like an ancient goddess descending from the sky. Her cold and proud eyes were radiant, and her surging energy resembled a mighty ancient pressure.

"Sacred… Mountain…"

The crowd fell silent, and those with insufficient strength felt their minds explode like a bomb. Their hearts and souls trembled, and their energy became restless.

Then, another golden light quietly descended—it was Li Ling. She softly said to the crowd, "If you don’t want to participate, get out of here!"

"The people from Sacred Mountain have arrived. They’re quite troublesome!" a dark-robed middle-aged man in the distance said in a deep voice.

"Act accordingly!"

"What is this annoying woman up to!" Su Yi showed a cold gaze on the side, a flame burning in his heart. If Ouyang Jinwei messed up his plans, he would never forgive her!

Li Ling frowned, and seeing that there was no sound in the whole room, she raised her delicate hand and said on the stage in a cold and proud manner, "Bring out the last exhibit!"

Meng Yao on the stage and the several strong figures behind her exchanged a few glances, signaling for someone to quickly take the warriors in their hands and lift them down.

Immediately feeling embarrassed, she said, "So it turns out that the Sacred Mountain goddess has arrived! Esteemed gentlemen, let’s be friendly and not spoil the good fortune!"

After saying that, Ouyang Jinwei and Li Ling’s facial expressions slightly changed. They retracted the terrifying pressure and coldly and proudly stepped aside.

Instantly, everyone felt extremely relaxed, their expressions started to relax, and their attention returned to the stage.