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Su Yi naturally wouldn’t make trouble for a beast. “From this day forth, you’re to guard my sect gates. You’ll naturally receive your share of benefits.”
The Molten Gold Lion glanced at Qing Yuan.
Qing Yuan’s heart ached, but outwardly, he said, “That Senior Su took a shine to you is worth more than eight lifetimes of accumulated karmic merit. Well? Why haven’t you thanked him yet?”
Only then did the Molten Gold Lion hurriedly say, “Thank you, Your Excellency!”
Just watching this sent waves through the onlookers’ hearts.
In the current Azure Continent, a lofty Spiritual Incarnation Realm existence could command the wind and rain. Countless cultivators held such experts in awe, worshiping them as they might a deity.
Yet when it faced Su Yi, the Molten Gold Lion was as meek and docile as a lamb!
“You should leave with me. Let’s find a quiet place for a chat,” Su Yi said to Qing Yuan. He had a lot of questions to ask.
“An opportunity to learn from you is a blessing!” Qing Yuan said respectfully.
He arrived as ostentatiously as could be, accompanied by beating drums, conch music, and a whole procession of yao to clear a path. It was as if he were a monarch patrolling his domain.
Yet now, he’d completely wilted. He treated Su Yi with piousness, dread, and utter respect.
The curly-bearded elder and Shuo Meng couldn’t help but sigh.
This was the situation they were in. What could they do about it?
It was then that Meng Jinghai and the other human experts shot through the skies, arrived, and bowed, one after another.
“Your Excellency, thank you for rescuing us from calamity!”
The experts were visibly awestruck.
After his defeat, Song Changhe was resentful, and his heart was full of hatred. However, by now, all of that had dissipated.
The Five-Lightning Spirit Sect could in no way afford to offend someone like this!
“All you have to do is act in accordance with today’s agreement,” said Su Yi with a dismissive wave. He then put both hands behind his back and strode into the sky.
He was leaving, just like that. That was his style; he never dragged things out.
Yuan Heng and Lan Suo hurried after him.
“Quick, follow him!” The silver-robed Qing Yuan hurried after him too.
“My lord, your injuries are too severe. How about you sit in the carriage?” the curly-bearded elder asked hurriedly.
“Senior Su is walking up ahead. How could I possibly sit in the carriage?” Qing Yuan waved the elder away, rushed up to Su Yi, and greeted him warmly. “Senior, how about you sit in the carriage?”
The Molten Gold Lion had already pulled the carriage toward them. It said respectfully, “If you please, Your Excellency.”
“No need for all that trouble,” Su Yi said distractedly. “Let’s just walk.”
Walking through the clouds was extremely pleasant; as he walked, he could gaze down upon the world below, survey the landscape, and witness all facets of mundane life.
When the others saw this, they considerately followed at a short distance.
Before long, the entire group had disappeared over the horizon.



Meanwhile, atop Cloud Terrace Spirit Mountain’s Pinewave Plateau, Meng Jinghai swept his gaze across the attendees.
“Everyone saw what happened here today. I trust everyone knows what they should do now. Don’t forget what Fellow Daoist Su said before he left.”
The group nodded.
“I won’t lie to everyone. If I hadn’t witnessed Fellow Daoist Su’s magnificent bearing with my own eyes, I wouldn’t have dared believe that such a legendary figure existed in this world. He’s as unbelievable as an immortal from on high,” sighed Gu Shandu.
His words resonated with the crowd.
“Before long, the true Radiant Epoch will arrive. I dare say with certainty that with his methods, when the time comes, Fellow Daoist Su will become one of the most dazzling experts of the Azure Continent!” Fu Yunkong said with staunch assurance.
All of them knew full well that so long as Su Yi lived, with his current cultivation and foundations, there was no doubt that he could reign over everything beneath the heavens and lead the world into the future!
It was on that very day that word of what happened at the Cloud Terrace Assembly spread throughout the Great Zhou, Wei, and Qin at top speed.
The news sent an uproar throughout the three nations!
“This is wonderful! Doesn’t this mean that, at least for a while, we’ll have no need to fear any further bloodshed and upheaval?”
Many of those who heard the news whooped for joy.
“It’s all thanks to Senior Su Yi. I heard that he was the one who quelled all disagreement and settled this.”
“I heard that as the assembly ended, a mysterious faction of yao cultivators showed up and tried to intervene, only for Senior Su to kill his way through their ranks and send them packing. I just don’t know if that’s true or not
”
“With Senior Su here, those otherworld cultivation factions won’t dare act up and bring harm to the populace!”
As word spread, similar conversations took place throughout the three nations.
And Su Yi’s name spread far and wide. He was like a figure straight out of a legend, and the people sang his praises



As night fell, a sudden downpour pelted the mountainous wilderness. It continued until the skies were fully dark.
The stars were sparse, and the moonlight was faint. The skies were clear as water.
A campfire blazed on the banks of a stream, dispersing the darkness and damp mists.
Su Yi lounged in his wicker chair and sipped from a jug of wine. His eyes peered into the night sky, and the flickering light of the fire illuminated his handsome face.
Lan Suo and Yuan Heng had already left. They were headed to where the Cloudstone Venerate had gone into hiding.
Su Yi planned to take both the Cloudstone Venerate and Lan Suo back to the Immortals’ Sword House with him.
On the other side of the fire, Shuo Meng was busy adding new firewood.
The curly-bearded elder, meanwhile, was roasting a freshly captured wild boar. As the grease dripped into the fire, it sizzled, and the enticing smell of roasting meat permeated the darkness.
From time to time, Su Yi glanced at the curly-bearded elder. He couldn’t help but find it a pity.
The curly-bearded elder’s true form was a Blue-Eyed Blood Condor. When they were still enemies, he’d originally planned to kill him and roast his wings.
Alas, now, he could only give up on the idea.
Of course, the boar roasting over the fire was quite good too. That helped make up for his disappointment.
The silver-robed Qing Yuan, meanwhile, was telling Su Yi his origins in full detail. He also explained the Holy Church of the Caterpillar.
It turned out that the Holy Church of the Caterpillar had existed even thirty thousand years ago, and its adherents all worshiped the Divine Monarch of Tragedy. It wasn’t a big faction, but its accumulated foundations were extraordinary.
The silver-robed Qing Yuan was their Holy Son. He was part of the second group of monsters of the ancient era to re-enter the world.
It wasn’t long ago that he awoke from his dormancy and started wandering the world under the guidance of his master, the Divine Monarch of Tragedy.
The curly-bearded elder was called Diao Yunhe. He and Shuo Meng were both experts of the Holy Church of the Caterpillar, and they were Qing Yuan’s top subordinates.
“Your Excellency Su Yi, if you please.” Diao Yunhe carved a piece of boar leg and proffered it respectfully.
Su Yi tasted it. The flavor was excellent, and he couldn’t help but nod in satisfaction. “Not bad at all.”
Diao Yunhe instantly smiled. “I’m just glad you like it.”
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“How did you meet that Purple Moon Fox woman?” Su Yi had already turned to look at Qing Yuan.
Hearing her brought up, Qing Yuan felt sheepish, and furious too. “The truth is, I thought that bitch was just a rootless rogue cultivator, and she flattered me, so I kept her by my side. I would never have guessed she’d approached me on purpose!”
“On purpose?” asked Su Yi. “What do you mean?”
Qing Yuan explained, “Senior, after you saw through that debased woman’s true nature, I thought it over carefully and realized that she’d harbored ill intentions from the moment we first met. For instance, we originally had no interest in the Great Qin’s Cloud Terrace Assembly. It was under her instigation that we unwittingly agreed to get involved
”
Su Yi couldn’t help but rub his forehead. This Qing Yuan kid just goes on and on and on. Listening to him should be classified as mental torture.
He said directly, “Okay, I ask, you answer. What is that woman’s name?”
“She called herself Ruo Huan,” said Qing Yuan.
“Did she tell you her origins?”
“She didn’t.”
“Where did you meet her?”
“The Great Chu.” Here, Qing Yuan seemed to recall something. He added, “Right, she once mentioned that she’d spent time wandering the Great Xia.”
“The Great Xia?” Su Yi’s eyebrows rose. Is this Rou Huan person from the Huan Family, the Burning Sun Sect, or another such enemy faction?
Before long, however, he shook his head.
That most likely wasn’t the case. If she were from an enemy faction, she would have reacted as soon as she saw him. She had guessed his identity, but not from the get-go.
It seems I’ll have to wait until I next see her to learn the full truth, thought Su Yi.
When Ruo Huan fled, she said she’d seize the opportunity to “learn from him” the next time they met.
This undoubtedly meant that he wouldn’t need to spend time and energy searching for her; she’d come looking for him of her own accord!
After eating and drinking his fill, Su Yi casually ordered, “Contact your master for me. I want to chat with him.”
Qing Yuan hurriedly nodded his agreement. He took out a black beast bone and a silver jade bottle, and he was just about to take action when Su Yi asked, “Are you going to perform a blood sacrifice?”
Qing Yuan hurriedly explained, “Senior, please don’t misunderstand. The blood in this jade bottle was donated by devotees of the Holy Church of the Caterpillar; we didn’t kill any innocents for it.”
Su Yi naturally didn’t care about all that. “Give me that black beast bone.”
Qing Yuan hurriedly passed it over.
Su Yi picked it up and examined it.
It was covered in elaborate, mysterious totems and cloud markings, and it emanated wisps of faint spatial aura. They were weak, but they were extremely mystical.
Upon closer inspection, they looked just like a vicious bird spreading its wings and soaring through the sky!
“So, this is a spatial beast’s spirit bone. Is this totem the location of the spatial node your master left you?” asked Su Yi.
Qing Yuan said admiringly, “Good eyes, Senior!”
It was a bit ridiculous, actually. He was in the Spiritual Manifestation Realm, and his combat prowess was heaven-defying. He was even stronger than Spiritual Incarnation Realm cultivators like Meng Jinghai and Gu Shandu.
However, when he faced Su Yi, he spoke like a junior, and every word was utterly respectful. Were anyone watching, it would surely have seemed strange.
However, both Su Yi and Qing Yuan acted like this was perfectly natural. They didn’t find it at all inappropriate

“It seems this spatial node leads to the Den of Caterpillars!” Su Yi examined the totems and cloud markings on the beast bone, then reached this conclusion.