Only then did Su Yi know that it had already been a month since he had entered the Divine Sword Valley. Elder Su seemed to have caused a ruckus at the Shenjian Gate, but Yun Lingfeng had not received any punishment, and had only faced the wall for three years.
This kind of punishment was nothing at all.
"Huff …"
Su Yi let out a deep breath, and could not help but feel a sense of coolness in his heart.
"Eh, this brat is so strange, he's actually carrying a broken sword!"
Suddenly, a voice was heard, and a drunk middle-aged man staggered towards Su Yi.
It was obvious that the middle-aged man had drunk too much. His eyes were blood-red and he was drunk to the heavens.
Su Yi raised his eyes, under the probing of his soul force, this middle-aged man was only an ordinary cultivator, a Soul Essence Stage cultivator.
Su Yi did not want to bother with a drunkard, so he stood up and was about to leave.
"Brat, stop right there. This is Sword Crafting City. Are you looking down on our Sword Crafting City by carrying such a broken sword on your back?" Su Yi stood up, but the middle-aged man was not going to let him off, and was about to pull Su Yi towards him.
Su Yi's face darkened, he took a step forward, and immediately dodged without leaving a trace.
"Eh, so you're a martial artist." The middle-aged man was not completely drunk, his gaze immediately changed, he instantly shook his arm, and grabbed towards Su Yi's shoulder.
"I'm not the target of your drunken madness, you've found the wrong person!"
Su Yi's gaze became completely gloomy, and he threw a punch forward.
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"Pfft …"
The two of them clashed in an instant, causing the middle-aged man to spit out a mouthful of blood. He was immediately sent flying and smashed into the corner of the wall.
"Ahh …"
With a blood-curdling scream, the middle-aged man completely sobered up, his eyes filled with shock.
This scene caused the entire place to become incomparably silent. Numerous gazes were fixed on Su Yi's body, and it changed drastically.
The faces of the few middle-aged men who were accompanying the drunk middle-aged man also changed drastically. After a long while, someone hurriedly went forward to help the drunk middle-aged man up.
The entire place was silent. Everyone present was silent. Everyone knew that this seemingly young youth was not ordinary.
In the corner, a figure with his head lowered and his head was covered by a robe. He slightly raised his eyes to look at Su Yi, then continued to lower his head to drink, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.
Su Yi ignored the middle-aged man, he pushed the door opened and was about to leave.
"What Sword Crafting City? They don't even have a decent sword. Let's drink some wine!"
Just then, a voice, a few figures pushed the door Opened opened opened opened opened, and passed by Su Yi.
"Brat, are you blind? You bumped into me!"
A cold cold Su Yi stared at Opened his eyes eyes Opened Opened His eyes Opened Opened.
Su Yi's gaze followed the direction of the voice. There were four youths who came in. They were about the same age as him, the oldest being seventeen or eighteen years old. They were well-dressed and had a good temperament, but their attitudes were not flattering.
Secretly sizing up the four youths, Su Yi was also secretly surprised. Judging from their clothes, they were definitely not disciples of Shenjian Gate, nor did they look like they came from an ordinary mountain sect. Furthermore, the aura on their bodies surprised Su Yi. These four youths were not ordinary, even the disciples of Shenjian Gate could not compare to them.
"The door is facing outwards, each side. I didn't bump into you when I pushed open the door, right? Be more polite next time."
Su Yi was not the kind of person who would be bullied for no reason. He was already feeling uncomfortable in his heart, so regardless of the background of these youths, he was not polite with his words.
Those youths were already unhappy in their hearts. Seeing that a youth of similar age actually dared to talk back to them, even in the sect, there was definitely no one who dared to speak to them like this, not to mention that this was the outside world, and it was even a small Sword Crafting City.
"Oh, I didn't expect you to be so arrogant. Are you a disciple of Shenjian Gate?" The youths stopped in their tracks, neither advancing nor retreating at the entrance of the wine shop. Their gazes were all fixed on Su Yi. A youth in a yellow brocade robe asked with a cold look in his eyes.
"Whether I am a disciple of Shenjian Gate or not, it has nothing to do with you. It's best if you don't provoke me, or I guarantee that you will regret it!" Su Yi replied indifferently.
"Brat, you are really arrogant. Even if you are a disciple of Shenjian Gate, so what? In front of us, you will still be obedient." The youth in the yellow brocade robe was stunned, and then his face turned completely gloomy.
"Junior brother, forget it. After all, this is Shenjian Gate. We just came out to take a breather. Don't cause trouble, or else..."
The oldest youth suddenly said to the youth in the yellow brocade robe. He stepped forward and waved his hand at Su Yi, saying, "You can leave."
Su Yi's gaze was calm. He glanced at the youths indifferently, then turned and left.
"Hmph, this brat is lucky. He really thinks that Shenjian Gate is something."
"The disciples of Shenjian Gate can't even withstand a single blow. They are just so-so, too lazy to make a move!"
"Shenjian Gate is nothing in front of our Sacred Mountain!"
The youth in the yellow brocade robe curled his lips and looked at Su Yi's back with a gloomy expression. He wanted to attack, but was stopped, so he had to endure it. This time, the Elder had specially instructed them not to cause trouble. Otherwise, they would be punished when they returned.
The other youths also said indifferently. This time, many of the younger disciples of their generation came. On the one hand, they wanted to broaden their horizons. On the other hand, they also wanted to look around and sharpen their skills. The accompanying Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters had also fought with their peers in Shenjian Gate. In the end, only the top few disciples of the Shenjian Gate's Sword Pagoda ranking had good strength. The rest were far from being comparable to the Sacred Mountain.
These days, they were bored in Shenjian Gate, so they walked around. It was not easy to get rid of the accompanying disciples of Shenjian Gate and come here. When they saw Sword-Casting City, they thought that they could find a few good swords. They did not expect that there was nothing in this so-called Sword-Casting City. There was not even a sword that caught their eyes.
"Sacred Mountain..."
Su Yi, who had turned to leave, suddenly stopped in his tracks. He suddenly turned his head and looked at the youths, asking, "Are you disciples of the Sacred Mountain?"
In the tavern, the figure drinking alone with his head lowered seemed to have heard the words "son of the Sacred Mountain". He raised his head slightly and took a look again. His face was covered by a cloak, so his face could not be seen clearly.
"Disciples of the Sacred Mountain!"
But the people in the tavern all changed their expressions when they heard the two words "Sacred Mountain".
Who in Zhongzhou did not know what kind of place the Sacred Mountain was? It was the most powerful force in Zhongzhou. In Sword-Casting City, even in the face of the disciples of Shenjian Gate, the people of Sword-Casting City had to be respectful, let alone the disciples of the Sacred Mountain, which was a greater existence than Shenjian Gate.
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