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The Demonic Huan Family, the Deathbringer’s Netherworld Palace, Tianji Dao Mountain, the Burning Sun Sect…
There were thirteen ancient factions in total. Pick any one of them at random, and their accumulated foundations and power weren't one bit inferior to the Great Xia’s imperial family!
Now, all were working together to put pressure on Xia Linyuan. His expression turned a bit unsightly.
“Of course, if the imperial family wishes to stay out of this, we naturally won’t have any objections.” Huan Tianhe didn’t push too hard. Instead, he laughed. “How about this? We’ll each take a step back. In a bit, when Su Yi arrives, if he’s brazen and fearless enough to fight us here, you can use the Nine Tripod Suppression Barrier Formation to repress him. How about it, Brother Xia?”
Xia Linyuan instantly heaved a silent sigh of relief. “Everyone, rest assured. Mount Heavenbristle is the imperial family’s territory. If Su Yi dares act up here, we naturally won’t let him off!”
Huan Tianhe and company couldn’t help but laugh.
Xia Linyuan thought for a moment, then said, “Everyone, if after Su Yi gets here, he behaves himself and follows the rules, the imperial family won’t act against him.”
Huan Tianhe’s gaze was playful. “We’ll just have to wait and see whether or not he can remain calm.”
Xia Linyuan was briefly stunned, but he quickly understood. When Su Yi arrived, Huan Tianhe and the others would surely provoke and antagonize Su Yi, doing everything they could to get him to attack here!
But in the end, Xia Linyuan didn’t say anything.
Xia Qingyuan watched coldly from the sidelines, taking all of this in. Inwardly, she was quite displeased.
Thirteen emissaries of ancient factions were throwing their weight around in her family’s territory. How could she possibly find that pleasing?
The most frustrating part was that Third Elder Xia Linyuan had turned out to be a complete pushover!
His behavior brought shame to the entire imperial family!
Time slipped by.
A proud, beautiful woman in a blue feather coat seemed to run out of patience. She furrowed her brow and said, “Why isn’t Su Yi here yet?”
Huan Tianhe and the others all looked at Xia Linyuan, who thought for a moment, then said, “Don’t panic, everyone. Su Yi will definitely show up!”
He was quite confident. He still had Yuan Heng and Bai Wenqing in custody... How could Su Yi dare stay home?
A guard’s voice resounded from outside the hall. “Reporting in——！Su Yi has arrived!”
Whoosh!
All eyes gazed beyond the entryway.
They watched as a young man in blue strode into the room, calm and detached, as if he were out for a leisurely stroll.
This was none other than Su Yi!
Xia QIngyuan’s spirits soared. He’s finally here!
Huan Tianhe and the others’ eyes flashed, a hint of iciness in their expressions.
“Come in,” said Xia Linyuan coldly from his elevated, central seat. He was majestic and dignified.
Su Yi put his hands behind his back, walked into the hall, and scanned the crowd before fixing his gaze on Xia Linyuan. “You’re Xia Linyuan?”
He’d only just arrived, and he hadn’t so much as bothered with a greeting before calling Xia Linyuan directly by name!
This casual bearing seemed utterly domineering to everyone else present!
“You have no manners!” a yellow-robed elder snorted coldly. He was a prominent member of the imperial family, and he thought poorly of Su Yi’s conduct.
Su Yi ignored him and fixed his calm gaze on Xia Linyuan.
Xia Linyuan’s brow furrowed slightly, but then, he smiled. “That’s right. I am the one who called you here today. Please take a seat, my little friend.”
He placed extra emphasis on the words “little friend”; he was putting on the lofty air of a senior.
Su Yi stood tall at the center of the grand hall. He didn’t move. “Let them go.”
The atmosphere was instantly heavier.
Who could miss how unyielding Su Yi’s attitude was?
He paid Xia Linyuan’s words no heed at all. He was acting however he pleased!
This caught Huan Tianhe and the others off guard. This is Mount Heavenbristle, the imperial family’s territory. Why does this punk dare act so brazenly even here?
Isn’t he worried about the gravity of the consequences he’ll face when he loses the imperial family’s protection?
Unlike the others, Xia Qingyuan’s heart filled with excitement. This is how a powerful man ought to conduct himself!
Xia Linyuan frowned even more deeply than before, and he was deeply displeased. His expression frosted over, and he said, “Little friend, are you talking about Yuan Heng and Bai Wenqing? Rest assured, they’re both doing just fine. With my status, I disdain to make things difficult for them.”
He paused, then continued, “Once we’ve finished discussing our business, I’ll naturally let them go.”
Su Yi’s expression remained as calm as before. “I’m well aware of what ‘business’ you’re referring to. Relax. This is my problem, and I’ll handle it on my own.”
Xia Linyuan was stunned.
Huan Tianhe and the others were flabbergasted too. This guy’s already guessed that the imperial family would abandon him? Has he decided to just give up on himself?
“You’ll ‘handle it on your own’? Hah? What a brazen little whelp. How long do you think you’ll survive without the imperial family’s protection?” said the woman in the blue feather coat with a derisive laugh.
The other emissaries of ancient factions laughed with her.
Xia Qingyuan’s eyelids twitched. She realized that the emissaries were trying to stoke the flames and provoke Su Yi. They were trying to goad him into attacking!
When this occurred to her, she couldn’t help but transmit, “Brother Su, these thirteen old-timers hail from ancient factions. They’re making fun of you in hopes that you’ll lose control and attack here. Then, the third elder can use the Nine Tripod Suppression Formation to destroy you!”
Even after hearing this, Su Yi remained calm. He looked at Huan Tianhe and the others, then said, “I hope you’ll still be able to laugh in a bit.”
For some reason, his cold, indifferent gaze made the emissaries shudder, and their jeers died off.
Huan Tianhe laughed coldly, “Su Yi, what do you mean by that? Don’t tell me you’d dare attack here, on Mount Heavenbristle?”
“Su Yi, I urge you to stay calm. Don’t do anything rash,” said Xia Linyuan slowly from his elevated, central location. “Don’t forget: this is Mount Heavenbristle, the imperial family’s territory. I’ve already promised that the imperial family would stay out of this, but if you dare act up, I’ll just… have to break that promise!”
“Do you think I came here just to listen to you people talk nonsense?” Su Yi couldn’t help but laugh.
Xia Linyuan’s eyelids twitched. “What do you mean by that?”
“The imperial family wants to maintain its neutrality? Fine, I don’t mind. But you shouldn’t have detained my people.” Su Yi’s gaze was calm and distant, and his voice was flat. “I’ve come here today to get an explanation out of you, Xia Linyuan.”
Xia Linyuan froze. He almost dared not believe his ears. Has this kid gone insane?
The other influential members of the imperial family were flabbergasted too. They would never have guessed that Su Yi would be this wildly arrogant.
Huan Tianhe and the others found it rather absurd.
What’s going on here?
Before we even tried to incite him, Su Yi already went ahead and started fighting the imperial family?
“Haha, hahaha! Interesting, truly interesting! I almost dare not believe anyone could be so stupid as to come looking to settle a score with us in our home turf. This… How is this any different from throwing your life away?” A short, plump elder couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
The imperial family’s Nine Tripod Suppression Barrier Formation could slay any Spirit Dao cultivator in minutes!
Given the circumstances, not even those ancient factions would dare behave overly impudently here on Mount Heavenbristle.
But look at Su Yi! Here he was, dead set on throwing his life away!
Xia Qingyuan’s expression was strange. She laughed to herself, These old bastards dare throw their weight around in the imperial family’s territory, so why is it that they dare not face Su Yi directly?
It’s simple: they’re afraid!
Su Yi’s glorious accomplishments at Sumeru Immortal Island are enough to strike fear into the heart of any Spiritual Manifestation cultivator around. How could they dare face him head-on?
Why do they dare act so fearlessly now, and why are they laughing so outrageously? It’s because even here, on Mount Heavenbristle, they can rely on the factions behind them to pressure the third elder into using the Nine Tripod Suppression Barrier Formation against Su Yi.
This is just too hilarious!
Fortunately, throughout the entire imperial clan, only a select few know that we received the method to repair the formation from Su Yi. Otherwise, I wonder if these irredeemable idiots would still be able to laugh like that?
Xia Qingyuan was inwardly gleeful.
“Young friend Su, are you sure you haven’t let your anger overcome your rationality?” Xia Linyuan couldn’t help but laugh. “Or rather, do you resent the imperial family over its decision not to provide you any further protection? Is that why you said something so ridiculous?”
The atmosphere was boisterous, with an air of revelry.
There was no doubt that everyone saw Su Yi’s earlier behavior as a joke.
Su Yi, however, wasn’t laughing. He found the noise irksome.
Clang!
The Abstruse God Sword appeared in his hand and let out a low, clear hum.
The laughter came to an abrupt halt.
Everyone was stunned. This kid… don’t tell me he really plans to attack?
“You brat, you haven’t just let your anger muddle your head. It seems to me you’re simply sick of living!” said a silver-haired elder as he ran his fingers through his beard.
This was Mo Wuya, a senior member of the Burning Sun Sect.
As he spoke, he looked at Xia Linyuan and tried to put the pressure on. “Fellow Daoist Xia, why hold back against someone so frenzied and depraved?”
Xia Linyuan’s eyes flashed, and he shook his head. “Fellow Daoist Mo, please, don’t be upset. This is a mere verbal spat, and we’ve already agreed not to get involved. We naturally won’t go back on our word.”
Before his words even finished echoing throughout the room, Su Yi raised his sword and slashed at Mo Wuya.
Whoosh!
A streak of sword qi formed a fleeting and ethereal shadow. It was so quick, it seemed downright unbelievable.
It happened so suddenly that it caught everyone off guard. None of them had anticipated that Su Yi would be so rude as to attack directly, without showing any sign of his intentions at all.
Mo Wuya was seated upright behind a little table. By the time he realized what was happening, it was too late for him to dodge.
However, he had, after all, experienced numerous battles, and he had abundant experience. He didn’t panic in the face of danger.
Instead, he opened his mouth and spat.
Boom!
A white jade spirit tripod floated before him, then expanded until it was thirty feet tall. Nine types of mysterious diagrams floated around him, alongside flashing runes.
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The nine diagrams suddenly transformed into a lifelike azure flood dragon, which coiled its body, threw back its head, and roared. Its aura was terrifying behind limit.
The Azure Flood Dragon Nine Palace Tripod!
This was Mo Wuya’s Natal Spirit Treasure, and he’d nourished it within his body for close to three hundred years. It could both attack and defend, and in battle, the azure flood dragon manifested of its nine diagrams could defend against the full-force attack of any cultivator of the same realm!
However, when Su Yi’s sword qi descended——
Splurt!
The azure flood dragon was slain as soon as it appeared. It burst into runes and scattered into the air.
Immediately afterward, something crunched. Beneath the crowd’s astonished gazes, the thirty-foot Azure Flood Dragon Nine Palace Tripod split as if it were made of tofu. It had been severed cleanly in half.
Mo Wuya looked at Su Yi in a daze. “Why… Why me?”
“You talk too much,” said Su Yi casually.
The corners of Mo Wuya’s lips twitched; it seemed he wanted to say something.
However, it was then that a startling, perfectly straight, bloody line descended, starting from his head. Immediately afterward, his body split down the midline, and both halves thudded to the floor.
Hot blood poured from his bisected corpse, forming an expanding red puddle.
A shocking sight!