Su Yu Added to Grand Tournament Roster

Su Yu gazed at the massive corpse of the Earth Splitting Bear on the ground, a flicker of regret in his eyes.

A demon beast was a treasure trove—its hide could be made into armor, its claws forged into weapons, and its blood essence was prime material for alchemy.

Yet now, he could only take the most precious Beast Core, leaving the rest to rot in the wilderness.

A Storage Bag...

Su Yu muttered to himself.

In Skywind City, a Storage Bag was a luxury beyond the reach of Qi Refining Realm martial artists.

Even a force like the Su family only equipped core disciples who had stepped into the Spirit Condensation Realm.

But at his current cultivation speed, bolstered by the feedback from the Ancient Sword, he was certain to break through to the Spirit Condensation Realm within half a year.

When that day came, all these troubles would be resolved.

Thinking of the Ancient Sword, Su Yu's expression grew complicated.

Why this mysterious object had appeared inside his body remained a puzzle that plagued him.

Though it had become his greatest asset, it had also been a nightmare tormenting him for years.

Those days and nights when his spiritual power was drained dry, those years of being looked down upon—even now, recalling them sent a chill down his spine.

Father...

He gently touched his chest.

Perhaps only by finding his missing father could he unravel the mystery of this sword's origin.

Shaking off these stray thoughts, Su Yu began to plan his next cultivation steps.

The Gale Sword Style had reached perfection; mere realm advancement would no longer bring a qualitative leap.

His top priority was to acquire a Human-grade Mid-tier Martial Skill.

With his current cultivation at Qi Refining Level 7, he was qualified to choose one within the Su family.

As for higher-tier techniques... his gaze drifted toward the distant Yunlan Sect.

If he could stand out in the Skywind City Grand Tournament a month from now and enter the Yunlan Sect, even Human-grade High-tier skills would be within easy reach, let alone Mid-tier ones.

Dusk deepened. Su Yu packed up and vanished into the forest.

At dawn the next day, a travel-worn figure finally returned to that familiar courtyard.

Pushing open the creaking gate, in the dew-laden yard, an old plum tree stubbornly bloomed.

Just like him—forgotten by the family, silently gathering strength to blossom in this neglected corner.

In the thin morning mist, the door to Su Yu's small courtyard was shoved open.

Su Yan burst in, sweat still beading on his forehead.

Brother Yu! Where have you been?

The youth grabbed Su Yu's sleeve, his voice laced with barely concealed urgency.

Twenty-three days without a trace, and today's the day the Grand Tournament roster is set!

Su Yu smiled and patted Su Yan's shoulder. "I made it back just in time, didn't I?"

He had calculated the timing, deliberately ending his cultivation the night before.

Su Yan froze, his eyes widening as he looked Su Yu up and down. "Wait... you..."

He staggered back half a step in disbelief.

Qi Refining Level 7!

Sunlight streamed through the window, falling on Su Yu.

Spiritual power flowed through him like mercury, his aura thick and steady—the unmistakable mark of Qi Refining Level 7.

"Got lucky and broke through yesterday," Su Yu said lightly.

"Lucky?" Su Yan clutched his chest dramatically. "It took me two and a half years to go from Qi Refining Third Layer to Level 7! And you just... in a few months..."

He leaned in, lowering his voice. "Brother Yu, did you find some heavenly treasure?"

Su Yu shook his head. "Maybe it's the accumulation from five years of stagnation."

He changed the subject. "What's the situation with the younger generation of the Su family now?"

At this, Su Yan perked up:

- Su Yun: son of the Third Elder, fifteen years old, Qi Refining Level 8

- Su Mei: daughter of the Second Elder, fourteen years old, Qi Refining Level 8

- Su Yan himself: fourteen years old, Qi Refining Level 7 peak

Lin Tian from the Lin Family is even more monstrous.

Su Yan curled his lips.

Fifteen years old and already at Qi Refining Level 9.

Su Yu's train of thought paused briefly.

In his memory, Su Mei always stood quietly at the edge of the crowd. Her clear eyes had never shown the same mockery as the others, yet she rarely had much interaction with him either.

Between them, it was as if an invisible veil hung.

Not quite distant, but hardly close either.

"Let's go." Su Yan grabbed Su Yu and ran outside.

"I was worried you wouldn't make the cut, but now it's solid!"

At dawn on the Training Ground, several hundred disciples of the Su Family stood in orderly ranks.

On the high platform, Su Tianheng stood with his hands behind his back, his robes snapping in the morning wind.

"This Skywind City Grand Tournament concerns the resource allocation for our Su Family in the coming year." The Family Head's deep voice carried across the entire field.

"Per the Elder Council's decision, those at Qi Refining Level 7 and above may directly qualify for the Grand Tournament Roster."

Murmurs of discussion immediately rose from below.

Among the younger generation of the Su Family, only three met this standard:

Su Yun, son of the Third Elder, fifteen years old, Qi Refining Eighth Layer Peak, stood in dark martial attire holding a sword, his expression cold and stern;

Su Mei, daughter of the Second Elder, fourteen years old, early Qi Refining Level 8, wore a light purple long dress, with bright eyes and white teeth;

Su Yan, son of the Family Head, fourteen years old, Qi Refining Level 7 Peak.

The remaining disciples must reach Qi Refining Level 6 and compete for the final two spots...

"Father!"

Su Yan suddenly interrupted loudly, shouting, "Brother Yu is also at Qi Refining Level 7!"

This shout struck like a thunderclap, and the entire Training Ground fell silent in an instant.

Everyone's gaze turned to Su Yu, who was walking slowly forward, their eyes filled with disbelief.

"You've got to be kidding? That waste?"

"Su Yu, who hasn't broken through in five years?"

"Is Young Master Su Yan seeing things?"

Under the crowd's skeptical stares, Su Yu walked calmly toward the high platform.

With each step he took, he no longer concealed the aura around him; spiritual power fluctuations spread outward like a tide.

It was unmistakably the cultivation of Qi Refining Level 7!

Su Tianheng's eyes blazed with sharp light, and he exclaimed three times: "Good! Good! Good!"

"Su Yu is added to the Grand Tournament Roster!"

The crowd below erupted into an uproar:

Standing among the crowd, Su Hao stared at Su Yu on the field in disbelief.

A month ago, this waste was clearly only at Qi Refining Level 4—how could he have improved so fast!

Su Yun cast a faint glance at Su Yu, then closed his eyes again, continuing to hold his sword and rest.

Among the entire younger generation of Skywind City, only that genius from the Lin Family was worth his attention; everyone else was beneath his notice.

Su Mei stood frozen in place, a flicker of surprise in her eyes.

When had this cousin, whom she had never paid attention to, reached such a level of cultivation?

Su Mei's father, the Second Elder, was called Su Tianlan, the second of the three Su brothers, but he spent most of the year wandering abroad, rarely seen even at annual festivals or ancestral rites.

Though he held the title of Second Elder, he basically never involved himself in Su Family affairs.

"Silence!" Su Tianheng swept his wide sleeve, his deep voice suppressing all the chatter.

"The selection matches begin now!"