Medusa's Imminent Awakening

"Old Monster, if you knew it would come to this, why did you act that way in the first place?

"You cared too much about the Jia Ma Empire. With Lord Su's talent and strength, how could he possibly remain in the Jia Ma Empire, remain on the Northwest Continent forever?"

Hai Bodong sighed. Jia Xing Tian's current fate was entirely of his own making.

Still, as an old friend, Hai Bodong could not help but feel sentimental upon seeing him like this.

"Was I truly wrong..."

Jia Xing Tian seemed to have aged several years in an instant.

A trace of impatience flashed through Su Yun's eyes. "Leave."

"Yes."

Three more days passed, and Su Yun completely purged the poison from Nalan Jie's body.

"Thank you, my lord!"

Nalan Jie felt lighter than ever before, his face brimming with joy.

"It was merely a transaction."

Su Yun sat upright in a sandalwood chair, dressed in snow-white robes. He lightly held a celadon tea cup between his fingers, his thin lips slightly pursed, while several strands of silver hair hung beside his jade crown.

Nalan Jie said, "To celebrate my recovery, a banquet will be held at my residence tomorrow evening. Would you be willing to honor us with your presence, my lord?"

Su Yun thought about it. He had nothing else to do, so perhaps he could attend one of the locals' high-society banquets.

"Very well."

Nalan Jie was overjoyed. "We shall await your arrival, my lord!"

Ya Fei escorted Nalan Jie out, and the vast residence became much quieter.

"Hiss, hiss."

A seven-colored streak of light slithered out from Su Yun's sleeve, winding up his arm before coiling around his shoulder. Its tiny snake head affectionately rubbed against Su Yun's cheek.

"Hungry again? What a glutton."

Su Yun smiled and flicked his wrist, taking out a bottle of pills from his Storage Ring. The moment he opened it, intense fire energy wafted out.

The Seven-Colored Heaven Swallowing Python had already finished the Companion Amethyst Source, but fortunately, the little fellow was not picky. It liked all fire-attributed treasures and medicinal pills.

Su Yun had the Mite'er Family gather medicinal herbs and refine some fourth- and fifth-tier pills. It happily ate those as well.

"Hiss!"

The Seven-Colored Heaven Swallowing Python opened its mouth, its tongue curling around the longan-sized pill and drawing it in. A hint of satisfaction flashed through its purple-tinted eyes.

"Come to think of it, after recovering for so long, Medusa should be waking from her slumber soon."

Interest flashed in Su Yun's eyes. The souls of the Seven-Colored Heaven Swallowing Python and Medusa had originally been one. Even if they were temporarily separated, they would eventually merge again.

Once that happened, with the two influencing each other, what kind of attitude would Medusa have toward him?

Just thinking about it was interesting.

Su Yun was not worried. Even if Medusa refused to acknowledge him as her master, he possessed more than enough strength to suppress her ruthlessly.

"Gurgle, gurgle..."

At that moment, the Little Amethyst Winged Lion came running over after catching the scent. Its four short legs moved swiftly as it stared longingly at the pills in Su Yun's hand, its red tongue hanging out.

"Why is your nose like a dog's?"

Su Yun tossed it a pill as well.

Its father had worked fairly hard, so he could not let the child go hungry.

"Gurgle!"

The Little Amethyst Winged Lion King swallowed the pill in one gulp. Soon, fire energy seeped from the purple scales on its beastly body, and its face turned red as well. The medicinal power was too strong, and it could not digest it.

"You're not blessed enough for it."

Su Yun shook his head. After this pill, the Little Amethyst Winged Lion King could forget about eating another one for the next two months. However, once it fully digested the pill, the benefits would be immense.

"My lord."

Mittel Tengshan arrived.

Su Yun asked indifferently, "What is it?"

"The Alchemist Tournament has begun. President Fa Ma sent word, asking whether you wish to attend as a spectator."

"The Alchemist Tournament?"

Su Yun looked dazed. Time had passed so quickly. After the Alchemist Tournament would come the Three-Year Agreement, would it not?

Xiao Yan should already be in the Imperial Capital by now.

"This Sect Master will attend during the finals."

The preliminary rounds could be skipped. There was nothing interesting about them.

"Yes."

Seeing the Seven-Colored Heaven Swallowing Python and the Little Amethyst Winged Lion King's state, Mittel Tengshan could not help but feel a trace of envy.

These magical beasts ate better than people.

With a glance from the corner of his eye, Su Yun knew what he was thinking and casually tossed him a bottle of pills.

"My lord, this is...?"

Mittel Tengshan's expression became excited.

"A Dou Ling Pill. This Sect Master need not explain its effects, correct?"

"Thank you, my lord. Tengshan will certainly serve you even more diligently from now on!"

Though it was called a Dou Ling Pill, it was meant for Dou Wangs. It could help a Dou Wang raise their cultivation by one star.

"Mm."

The following evening.

Nalan Mansion was festooned with lanterns and decorations. Dozens of gilded red lanterns hung high in the courtyard, illuminating the night as brightly as day. Dancers in gauzy robes danced gracefully, musicians on both sides played zithers and flutes, and the gathered guests drank and made merry in extravagant splendor.

Yet at this moment, Nalan Jie and the others, as the hosts, stood solemnly dressed at the entrance to the residence, as though awaiting someone.

"How strange. Even Princesses Yao Ye and Yao Yue have already arrived. Who else could make Old Master Nalan wait personally at the gate?"

One guest asked in puzzlement.

The guest beside him chuckled. "Of course there is someone. Hasn't the sky over the Jia Ma Empire changed long ago?"

"Could it be Lord Su!

"But what has the Nalan Family done to deserve Lord Su attending their banquet?"

The crowd erupted in an uproar.

It was not that the first guest did not know Su Yun was the most esteemed person in the Jia Ma Empire. He simply had never imagined that the Nalan Family had the capability to invite Su Yun!

It was not as though none of the major powers in the Imperial Capital had invited him to banquets before, but they had not even caught a glimpse of him. His chief steward, Ya Fei, had simply appeared and turned them down!

"Senior Su is coming too?"

Xiao Yan sat alone in a corner of the banquet, surprise appearing in his eyes.

With the Three-Year Agreement approaching, he had returned early from his training in the Tagor Desert and arrived in the Imperial Capital. Using the alias Yan Xiao, he had also entered the Alchemist Tournament and become one of the hottest favorites to win.

Thus, he had received an invitation and overtures from the Nalan Family to attend this banquet.

Xiao Yan had originally been unwilling to come, but then he thought that perhaps he could use the banquet to investigate Nalan Yanran's strength and prepare for the Three-Year Agreement. So he came.

"So it's him..."

Old Yao's weak voice sounded in Xiao Yan's heart.

"Teacher! Given your current condition, you should rest more!"

Xiao Yan hurriedly said. Because of certain matters, his teacher had expended an enormous amount of Soul Power. Even communicating with him had become difficult.

"It is fine... It is a good thing that he is coming. Aren't you worried that your safety cannot be guaranteed when you go to the Misty Cloud Sect later... You can ask him for help."

Old Yao transmitted.

Xiao Yan asked doubtfully, "But will Senior Su help me?"

"Give him that item you obtained in the Imperial Capital, and he will certainly be interested... Since he is here, be careful yourself.

"Perhaps your disguise seems flawless to others, but it may not be able to deceive him..."

The instant Old Yao finished speaking, Xiao Yan sensed that his connection with his teacher had been cut off.

"Teacher, I will never disappoint your expectations!"

Xiao Yan's expression was grave.