First Immortal of the Sword

Despite already knowing that Su Yi’s combat prowess was heaven-defying, when they saw Su Yi’s slap, the group was stunned when the Spiritual Manifestation Realm Li Handeng was sent flying. They could no longer keep calm.

All of them had witnessed Su Yi slaying Huan Shaoyou and the eight monsters of the ancient era allied with him.

They ought to have been accustomed to this.

Still, they wouldn’t have anticipated that Li Handeng, a peak genius of the modern era, could block even a single slap…

Thud!

Li Handeng landed several dozen feet away, his handsome face red and swollen and his long hair disheveled. Blood flowed from the corners of his mouth in a nonstop stream; he was an extremely pitiful sight.

“Su Yi, there’s no grudge between us. Why hit me?” Li Handeng crawled to his feet, beside himself with fury.

Su Yi didn’t answer. He just slapped him from afar once more.

“You’re pushing me too far!” Li Handeng bellowed and circulated his entire cultivation base as he blocked with all his might.

Bang!

A muffled impact rang out, and sparks scattered like rain as Li Handeng was sent flying once more. He landed several hundred feet away, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Just watching, the group’s eyelids twitched.

Unlike Li Handeng’s veiled provocations, when Su Yi taught someone a lesson, he wasted no words. His overbearingness was enough to make one tremble!

Li Handeng staggered to his feet, his face ashen as he resentfully wiped the blood from his lips. “Su Yi, why…”

Bang!

Yet another slap sent him flying once more.

Even with his Spiritual Manifestation Realm cultivation, after taking three slaps, his wounds weren’t at all light. His blood and qi churned, and throughout his body, numerous bones and tendons almost split.

Compared to his physical discomfort, the sensation of being suppressed, trampled, and humiliated in front of a crowd was the hardest for him to bear. He was so angry he almost wanted to die.

When he saw that Su Yi intended to attack once more, Li Handeng couldn’t help but shout, “Enough!”

Bang!

The leading figure of the Qingyi Dao Sect’s younger generation, a famed genius of the present day, was sent flying once more.

When he landed, the impact left Li Handeng seeing stars, and he couldn’t help but hack up a mouthful of blood.

The crowd almost couldn’t bear to watch this.

It was too cruel!

Against Su Yi, Li Handeng was as pitiful as an ant, helpless to stop himself from being trampled. He couldn’t defend himself at all.

“Su Yi!!” Li Handeng was deathly pale. He shrieked, “I…”

What happened next left the onlookers flabbergasted. Li Handeng lowered his head dejectedly and said, “I admit defeat. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have spoken without thinking. I shouldn’t have treated your companions with such disrespect!”

The group fell silent.

This turnaround had happened too quickly, leaving them unwittingly stunned. They wouldn’t have anticipated that Li Handeng would submit so quickly.

But when they thought about it, they understood.

If Li Handeng toughed it out, he’d just invite even crueler mistreatment!

Wen Xinzhao and the others were inwardly exultant.

Li Handeng’s barbed words and veiled provocations had left them feeling incomparably stifled and angry.

Yet now, seeing Li Handeng getting his ass thoroughly whooped was like drinking a bowl of iced sour plum tea on a hot summer day; it felt great!

However, Buddhist Son Chen Lu, Chen Xing, and the others’ expressions were solemn.

Seeing this was a further reminder of Su Yi’s strength. He was toying with Li Handeng with such casual, understated ease. Of course they were surprised!

When Su Yi finally responded, his expression was calm. “Why not run away?”

Li Handeng’s expression shifted erratically. A while later, he said, “I suspect that if I ran away, you’d kill me.”

“You’re a bit clever after all,” said Su Yi. “Alas, you have a scheming heart and only know how to cause trouble. You’ll never amount to much, but I’ll give you a chance. Scram!”

The word “scram” contained blatant, completely unconcealed disdain.

Nonetheless, Li Handeng reacted as if he’d been granted an imperial pardon. He turned and fled, not daring to linger at all.

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He already had no face left. How would staying be any different from humiliating himself further?

The way he saw it, preserving his life unquestionably came first.

Witnessing this exchange left the group’s hearts churning with emotion. All of them were affected, and the way they looked at Su Yi changed once more.

“This is your reward,” said Su Yi. He took out a jade slip and tossed it to Zeng Pu.

“Brother Su, I don’t deserve this. I didn’t help much at all,” said Zeng Pu.

Su Yi said, “My companions are unharmed. You’ve already helped me, so take it.”

Zeng Pu didn’t refuse again. He took the slip, and when he saw its contents clearly, he couldn’t help but gasp. Irrepressible astonishment and bewilderment appeared on his face.

Then, beneath the group’s astonished gazes, he clasped his fist and bowed at Su Yi. “Fellow Daoist Su, many thanks for sharing this technique with me!”

His voice contained unconcealed excitement.

The group couldn’t help but feel stunned. By now, all of them knew that Zeng Pu’s grandfather was the Profound Bone Demon Emperor.

Long, long ago, the Profound Bone Demon Emperor was known as the greatest body refiner around. He was so strong that he was solidly in the top three of the “Nine Emperors of the Azure.”

Zeng Pu had undoubtedly inherited his grandfather’s mantle; his cultivation technique was absolutely top-notch.

Even under these circumstances, Zeng Pu had bowed and thanked Su Yi over a secret method. It was easy to imagine how extraordinary the jade slip’s contents were.

Su Yi nodded. The jade slip contained just one technique: the Peerless Martial Emperor’s Bone Refining Technique. It wasn’t the very best, but for a Spiritual Manifestation Realm body refiner like Zeng Pu, such a technique was a dream come true!

Su Yi’s gaze then landed on Chi Jiansu.

The sharp-eyed girl with the close-cropped hair was stunned, and she took the initiative to break the silence. “Fellow Daoist Su, do you have business with me?”

Su Yi took out a talisman and tossed it over. “If you want to know just how powerful your natural aptitude is, break this talisman after leaving Sumeru Immortal Island.”

Chi Jiansu’s slender, curvy figure went slightly rigid, and her expression shifted. “Fellow Daoist Su, have you long since discerned the nature of my talent?”

“Your aptitude is extremely rare,” said Su Yi. “Few if any in this world share it. However, that means that without a cultivation method perfectly suited to you, you’ll find it difficult to excavate the full extent of your potential.”

Chi Jiansu froze, rooted to the spot, waves coursing through her heart.

She felt as if Su Yi could see through all of her secrets!

“Fellow Daoist Su, are you saying that with this talisman, I can obtain a legacy perfectly suited to my aptitude?” This wild, short-haired young woman was straightforward by nature and as sharp as her saber. However, when she said this, her voice trembled slightly.

Su Yi laughed. “Why not try it for yourself?”

Chi Jiansu took a deep breath, then, like Zeng Pu before her, bowed to Su Yi. “Many thanks, Fellow Daoist!”

The onlookers’ hearts shook once more.

Off in the distance, Dou Kou couldn’t help but recall the jade slip containing insights into the Dao of Painting. Her expression filled with bewilderment.

Isn’t this guy a bit too strange?

It seems… No matter who you are, he can take out something irresistible at a moment’s notice!

Su Yi, meanwhile, felt far more relaxed.

Chi Jiansu’s Nethervein Yin Bone was incomparably rare, and it made her perfectly suited to inherit the legacy of the Ghost Coffin Sarcophagus Bearers.

Su Yi gave her the talisman on the old blind man’s behalf; he’d found them a suitable inheritor.

If she broke the talisman, the old blind man would come to her on his own.

He trusted that the moment the old blind man “laid eyes” on Chi Jiansu, he wouldn’t let such a good seedling slip through his fingers.

“Come on, let’s get out of here.” Su Yi didn’t linger either. He smiled and beckoned to his companions, then proceeded into the distance.

Today was the thirteenth day of the tenth lunar month. There was less than half a month left before the month-long time limit.

Su Yi naturally didn’t want to leave Sumeru Immortal Island just yet.

He planned to find a place with particularly ample spiritual energy and go into seclusion for a while.

“Fellow Daoist Su, can… Can I go with you?” Dou Kou couldn’t help but chase after him. The charming young woman looked at him expectantly.

“If you want,” said Su Yi. He placed his hands behind his back and sauntered off.

He didn’t notice this at all, but when Dou Kou asked to join them, Wen Xinzhao and Yue Shichan’s eyes shone with a subtle, nigh-imperceptible hint of emotion.

Buddhist Son Chen Lu had been silent all this time, but as he watched Su Yi and company fade from view, he sighed softly. “Times have changed…”

“What do you mean, Senior Apprentice Brother?” asked Chen Xing.

“Before we entered Sumeru Immortal Island, we and Su Yi were the same type of people, albeit just barely, but later… I’m afraid we’ll belong to two different worlds,” said Chen Lu, his voice a bit melancholy. 

He was the most dazzling figure of Maha Temple’s younger generation and the most dazzling Buddhist Son of his era.

However, he was well aware that never mind him; every genius of the younger generation would find it difficult to keep pace with Su Yi.

Even with his mere Gathering Stars Realm cultivation, Su Yi’s strength surpassed theirs, and they were the world’s top young geniuses.

He was leaving them in the dust!

When they heard this, the others fell silent.

Even Zeng Pu, Chi Jiansu, and the other monsters of the ancient era couldn’t help but admit it; Chen Lu wasn’t making it up.

“Fellow Daoist Su is indeed an immeasurably heaven-defying figure. Even I admire him deeply,” said Chen Xing ruefully. 

He hesitated, then added, “It’s just… Doesn’t he hang around with a few too many women? When pursuing the Grand Dao, it’s dangerous to lose oneself to feminine wiles.”

Of everyone in Maha Temple, Chen Xing had the greatest resistance to lust, and he left home to become a monk at a young age.

In his eyes, women were dangerous temptations.

When she heard this, Jiang Li couldn’t help but snort, “Monk, even if Fellow Daoist Su ‘overindulges in feminine wiles’, he’s managed to convince all of us of his strength even as a Gathering Stars cultivator. What about you? You don’t seem that tough to me. Who are you to accuse him of excessive womanizing?”

Not far away, Chi Jiansu’s eyes glinted with sharp light, and she said coldly, “Monk, don’t tell me you discriminate against us women?”

Chen Xing’s expression froze, and his scalp went numb. Inwardly, he sighed. All I said was that it would be bad if he overindulged. Shouldn’t you criticize his womanizing ways too? Why have you turned around to criticize me instead?

Women really are all the same. They’re like vicious beasts or raging floods—they are not to be provoked!