Reconciliation, Taking a Disciple, the Amethyst Winged Lion King Attacks

Su Yun stood in white, his long hair stirred by the breeze. The poisonous fire wings burned high in the sky, faintly warping even the void.

With a turn of his wrist, the poisonous fire took form, gathering into an Emerald Longsword in his palm. Its flames were terrifying.

"Is this all the strength the Dou Huangs of later generations possess? The Dou Qi Continent has truly declined further and further."

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Violent Fire Attribute Dou Qi surged forth as the power of heaven and earth churned, pouring endlessly back into Su Yun's body.

Ling Ying's pupils contracted. The fear of death coiled around his heart. He could not withstand this move!

"Senior, please stay your hand!"

Xiao Yan stood atop the cliff and shouted upward.

Su Yun glanced sideways, then extended a finger from his left hand. A streak of poisonous gas shot toward Xiao Yan.

"Whoosh!"

Ling Ying's figure flickered. He blocked Xiao Yan, wielding his Short Blade to slash apart the poisonous gas.

Su Yun said indifferently, "You still have the mind to protect this junior? You must have quite a close relationship with him."

Blood seeped from the corner of Ling Ying's mouth. "Run!"

At some unknown point, a Scroll had appeared in Xiao Yan's hand. Gritting his teeth, he suddenly exerted force and flung it toward the white-clad youth in the sky.

"Hmm?"

Su Yun frowned slightly and controlled the power of heaven and earth, bringing the Scroll to a halt before him.

Summoning his courage, Xiao Yan shouted, "Senior, this is my compensation for disturbing your slumber. Please examine it!"

"Interesting. What bargaining chip can a mere Dou Zhe offer that would make This Sect Master spare you?"

Interest flashed through Su Yun's eyes. He rather approved of Xiao Yan's actions. He had not intended to kill them all anyway, and Xiao Yan had given him an excellent way out.

Before he had sufficient cultivation, it was unwise to provoke the Gu Clan.

The Scroll slowly unfurled. Su Yun swept his gaze over it, and his expression shifted. "The Poison Pill Method—gather three Heavenly Flames, a Seventh-tier Heavenly Poison Scorpion Dragon Beast Core, and Bodhi Body Transformation Saliva. It can actually resolve the calamity of the Woeful Poison Body!"

Seeing that the treasure his teacher had given him had moved this terrifying expert, Xiao Yan could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. He repeated Old Yao's instructions. "This was something I obtained by chance.

Senior, you have already resolved the predicament of your poison body's eruption, but if you can condense a Poison Pill, your cultivation may advance further. We truly did not mean to disturb your slumber. Please forgive our offense!"

Su Yun stood in the sky, silent for a long while, as though caught in hesitation.

Xiao Yan broke into a cold sweat.

Old Yao stroked his beard. "Judging by the writing on the Ice Coffin, he is not an unreasonable man. But if admitting fault and offering compensation does not work, then we can only fight."

"Very well."

Su Yun waved away the poisonous fire longsword and drifted toward the cliff. Arriving before the three of them, he reached for Ling Ying.

Ling Ying was startled. His Dou Qi erupted as he prepared to resist.

Xiao Yan cried out inwardly, Teacher!

"Don't panic! Just watch!"

Old Yao had noticed something.

Strands of poison were drawn from Ling Ying's body. His complexion changed from purple to pale, and the numbness in his limbs gradually faded.

"So he was detoxifying me..."

Ling Ying's expression relaxed.

"Since the misunderstanding has been cleared up, we shall take our leave."

Xiao Yan cupped his fists in salute. Ling Ying had no intention of lingering either. Who knew whether this man might suddenly change his mind?

Xiao Yi Xian hesitated, as though she wanted to speak.

"Wait."

Su Yun spoke abruptly, and Xiao Yan and Ling Ying both froze.

"This Sect Master has slept for too long and is no longer familiar with this age. I have a few questions for you."

Xiao Yan scratched his head. "This junior will answer everything he knows."

"What year is it now?"

"Uh, it has probably been a thousand years since Senior went to sleep."

Xiao Yan's tone was somewhat uncertain.

Su Yun shook his head and asked again, "Which force in this region has endured the longest?"

Xiao Yan replied, "The Misty Cloud Sect. Its current sect leader is named Yun Yun, and it has been passed down for nine generations."

Su Yun nodded. "A familiar name. Back when This Sect Master came to the Northwest Continent to recuperate, I heard before falling asleep that Venerable Yun Potian was returning to his homeland to establish a sect.

I even watched the founding ceremony of the Misty Cloud Sect from afar. I simply did not expect that, with the passage of time, even the sect Venerable Yun left behind would have reached its ninth generation..."

Ding.

Your lie convinced Old Yao, Xiao Yan, Xiao Yi Xian, and Ling Ying. It has been judged as baseless nonsense. You have obtained 100 Truth Points.

Remaining Truth Points: 100504

Xiao Yan's mouth went dry. This man truly was an ancient relic, someone from the same era as the first sect leader of the Misty Cloud Sect.

"Who rules this land? The Misty Cloud Sect?"

"No. This is the Jia Ma Empire, ruled by the Imperial Family."

Xiao Yan answered truthfully.

"Oh? What expert does the Jia Ma Empire's Imperial Family possess who can suppress the Misty Cloud Sect?"

"The Imperial Family's guardian, Jia Xing Tian, is a Dou Huang expert like you. So is the current sect leader of the Misty Cloud Sect."

Su Yun was greatly surprised. "The Misty Cloud Sect has truly declined. It does not even have a single Dou Zong?"

Xiao Yan smiled awkwardly. This man spoke as grandly as his teacher, but considering his terrifying strength, it seemed only natural.

Su Yun asked several more questions, cementing his identity as a man from antiquity before saying, "You may leave now... Hm!"

Xiao Yan's heart, which had just settled, leaped back into his throat.

Su Yun ignored Xiao Yan's reaction and looked toward Xiao Yi Xian, seemingly noticing something.

"Your constitution..."

Su Yun seized her slender wrist. Vast Dou Qi poured forcefully into her meridians, seemingly probing them.

"You are also a Woeful Poison Body?"

Xiao Yi Xian's face flushed as she nodded repeatedly. "Yes!"

Xiao Yan was dumbfounded. Even Old Yao stared blankly. They had encountered two Woeful Poison Bodies in a row; they did not know whether they were fortunate or unfortunate.

Su Yun's expression gradually softened. "From now on, stay by my side. I will teach you everything I know."

"Thank you, Teacher!"

Xiao Yi Xian was overjoyed. After learning that she shared the same Woeful Poison Body as this senior, she had felt especially close to him.

Xiao Yan hurriedly congratulated him. "Congratulations, Senior, on finding a successor!"

Ling Ying also cupped his fists in salute.

Then Xiao Yan and Ling Ying prepared to depart, but at that moment, another sudden change occurred.

"Roar!"

A majestic beastly roar rang through the Magical Beast Mountain Range. A Sixth-tier Magical Beast with wings on its body and Amethyst Scales covering its entire form flew over from afar.

"The overlord of the Magical Beast Mountain Range, the Amethyst Winged Lion King... Our battle on the outskirts of the Magical Beast Mountain Range has disturbed it."

Ling Ying looked at Su Yun. The poison in his body had been cured, but his injuries remained severe. He was no match for the Amethyst Winged Lion King.

"Humans, leave this king's territory!"

The Amethyst Winged Lion King roared. Purple flames rose from its beastly body, and the terrifying pressure left Xiao Yan and Xiao Yi Xian struggling to bear it.

Su Yun's sleeves fluttered, and the power of heaven and earth surged upward. Xiao Yan and Xiao Yi Xian immediately felt the weight on their bodies ease.

"This Sect Master has only just awakened from slumber, yet one nuisance after another comes knocking..."

Su Yun's expression turned faintly cold.

Xiao Yan silently mourned for the overlord of the Magical Beast Mountain Range. It likely had no idea what kind of existence it had provoked.