Login with GoogleChapter 421: I Was Grateful Beyond Words
Of course, Su Yi didn't mean to take away everything, he left behind the swords that were the foundation of the inner disciples.
The disciples of the Divine Sword School are rooted in swordsmanship.
This is the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords, where danger lurks at every turn. With a sword in hand, one can gain a little more self-protection.
After tidying everything up, Su Yi clapped his hands and, amidst the staring eyes, summoned Xu Jiahui and Zhang Qing, who were still somewhat stunned, to leave.
Gazing at the backs of the three, especially the eye-catching back of the sword-bearing youth in the front, the hundreds of eyes couldn't calm down for a long time, some secretly gasping with amazement.
However, there were not many outer disciples who were particularly surprised. After all, Su Yi had already been able to defeat Jian Shiyi.
On the Heavenly Stairs, everyone had witnessed that breathtaking scene.
Therefore, to these outer disciples, these inner disciples before them were formidable opponents.
However, in front of Su Yi, these inner disciples were clearly no match.
"Su Yi has stood up for us!"
"Su Yi, the outer disciple of Thirty-Sixth Sword Peak, is just like us. He is standing up for us!"
"..."
The outer disciples present subsequently discussed that they believed Su Yi's actions against Jian Yue and others were indeed standing up for them.
And Jian Yue and other inner disciples lay on the ground with blood oozing from their lips, their faces pale, taking a long time to recover their breath.
These inner disciples watched Su Yi leave with complex feelings in their hearts.
In the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords, even if outer disciples were lucky enough to enter, they would eventually become followers of inner disciples.
They also thought the same, but who knew they would encounter Su Yi and end up being stripped of everything they had.
These inner disciples even knew that they probably wouldn't have a chance for revenge.
Su Yi was too terrifying, even if the powerful direct disciples on the Sword Peak came, they would find it difficult to deal with this guy.
After all, even Jian Shiyi was defeated.
...
The ancient tree stands tall and sturdy, with branches and leaves lush and abundant. Its crown formed a mysterious and ancient atmosphere shrouding the whole mountain forest.
"Brother Su Yi, will we encounter trouble?"
Following behind Su Yi, Zhang Qing asked amid the sound of crunching leaves and twigs.
"This is the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords, where danger lurks everywhere. Their strength is slightly insufficient, and to protect them, I am holding their space bags. How could there be trouble? They will be grateful to me."
Su Yi spoke seriously, but his mind was equally vigilant, and his eyes scrutinized the surroundings for potential threats.
"Puff..."
Listening to Su Yi's words, Xu Jiahui couldn't help but chuckle. This guy has such thick skin. He clearly snatched someone else's space bag, yet he still acts like he didn't.
Claiming to be keeping the space bag for someone else, there are probably only a few people in the world who would say this with no shame.
"Uh..."
Zhang Qing was also helpless, but he thought about how Ba Yi, Wang Qin, Huo Dongqiu, and others had their space bags taken by Su Yi not too long ago, and nothing bad happened. So, he was not so worried anymore.
"It seems that we have encountered..."
Suddenly, Su Yi stopped in his tracks, looking ahead with a slight smile on his face.
"What have we encountered now? Is it someone or a demon beast?"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Qing and Xu Jiahui were instantly vigilant, with a fluctuation of their aura, standing solemnly as if facing great enemies.
"It's still ahead."
Su Yi smiled slightly and continued walking forward.
After walking for hundreds of feet, turning around a dense forest, Zhang Qing and Xu Jiahui finally discovered that there were two to three hundred figures gathering in the ancient forest ahead.
Those figures were all wearing outer disciples' attire, with fluctuating aura and noisy commotion.
Zhang Qing and Xu Jiahui were secretly shocked, realizing how much stronger Su Yi was than them.
This guy was actually able to sense the breath from dozens of meters away, even before he saw anyone. This is how powerful he was.
"It seems like there are inner disciples here, could they also be...?"
Xu Jiahui lifted her gaze, her eyebrows slightly furrowed.
"Hehe, let's go take a look," Su Yi's eyes gleamed with a smile, his face beaming.
Up ahead, about three or four hundred outer disciples huddled, each one with a look of indignation on their face.
Two or three dozen inner disciples sneered as they looked upon the outer disciples before them. Although they were amazed by their sheer number, they didn't pay them much attention.
For these inner disciples, it was hard to imagine that so many outer disciples had successfully ascended the fourth level of the Heavenly Stairs and entered the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords in this year's Grand Swordsmanship Competition.
But for them, it was actually a good thing. At least they had more followers now, and their chances of finding Sword-patterned Stones had increased.
This group of inner disciples, who also originate from the same Sword Peak, are here to intercept any outer disciples attempting to enter the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords.
Among these outer disciples, some of them also come from this Sword Peak. About thirty of them have withdrawn to one side, now standing behind the group of inner disciples.
Since they are of the same Sword Peak, these inner disciples have not plundered them. As a matter of fact, these inner disciples usually do as they are told by them.
"Don't show ingratitude, surrender the pills on your person, follow us into the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords, and we will be sure to lead you out afterwards. Otherwise, we won't be so accommodating."
This group of inner disciples gazes upon the outer disciples, their eyes filled with disdain and their demeanor exuding arrogance.
"Even a direct disciple cannot guarantee safe passage from the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords, as there is still a possibility of casualties. Where do you get the courage and confidence to say such things?"
Among the outer disciples, one who is brave enough speaks up. They are not foolish and naturally don't wish to be searched bare by these inner disciples and ultimately become henchmen, obeying orders without question.
"I see that you are preparing to show no appreciation for favors!"
The inner disciple who just spoke had a sudden darkening of his face, with waves of Yuan Xuan Realm's eighth-level cultivation, and an aura of elemental energy affecting his body, shining with a brilliant light, sharp as gold.
"What a lively atmosphere..."
Just then, a soft voice came through.
Amidst the bustling crowd and aura fluctuations, this voice was still distinctly audible.
All eyes immediately followed the sound and looked back, and upon seeing the approaching figure, their eyes were excited, stirring up waves of emotion.
"Brother Su Yi, Zhang Qing, Martial Sister Jiahui..."
"Brother Su Yi!"
"Zhang Qing，Martial Sister Jiahui."
Three such voices immediately emanated from the crowd, and three young men, particularly excited, immediately emerged from the crowd.
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