Sword Soul Feng Long

In less than a quarter of an hour, Su Yi arrived at a small river outside the city to wash himself clean.

Inside the Emperor Su Sect, things had become lively again due to the arrival of Demon Wolf Star; it was clear that Demon Wolf Star had the potential to become a major chatterbox.

With a mere thought, Su Yi could block the Emperor Su Sect interface from his mind.

He discovered that he could use the Dao Vault function directly, as if a separate space were hidden within his mind. He could store items and retrieve them; with just a thought, whatever was stored in the Dao Vault would appear in his hand out of thin air.

After taking a new set of clothes from the Dao Vault and putting them on, he began to adapt to the Great Dao Phone that had merged into his body. Once he grew accustomed to it, he started to study the Zhouwu Sword in his hand.

What was that sound from before?

Could it really have become sentient?

Su Yi sat under a tree, stroking the Zhouwu Sword, and muttered to himself.

"Hmph, you're the one who's sentient."

At that moment, the mysterious voice from before rang out again, giving Su Yi such a start that he shuddered.

Damn it!

How dare you scare your grandfather!

Su Yi threw the Zhouwu Sword onto the ground and began to stomp on it fiercely.

"You brat, what are you doing! I am your savior!"

The mysterious voice cursed in Su Yi's mind, sounding utterly exasperated.

"Who exactly are you?"

Su Yi asked. Although the Zhouwu Sword had helped him many times, he had to remain vigilant and cautious.

"I am the Sword Soul of the Immortal Sword, named Feng Long! Why haven't you knelt to pay your respects yet!"

The mysterious voice huffed, revealing its name and origin.

The Sword Soul of an Immortal Sword, Feng Long!

Su Yi was filled with curiosity. Did things like sword souls really exist?

"You're the thing!"

Feng Long cursed angrily. During the previous battle, because the Great Dao Phone had merged with Su Yi, the Zhouwu Sword had also completely acknowledged Su Yi as its master, allowing them to share a telepathic connection.

Su Yi didn't get angry; instead, he found it amusing.

"Aren't you the Zhouwu Sword? Why are you called Feng Long?"

"Hmph, Emperor Zhouwu was merely one of my previous masters!"

"Oh, so can I call you the Su Yi Sword from now on?"

"That sounds terrible..."

After some exchange, he finally learned that he had already made the Zhouwu Sword acknowledge him as its master.

From now on, unless he died, the Zhouwu Sword could only be used by him.

"So that's how it is. I'm already your master," Su Yi remarked with wonder.

He had already deeply experienced the power of the Zhouwu Sword.

Did becoming the master of the Zhouwu Sword mean he could use it as he pleased?

Feng Long was speechless; this brat was truly greedy.

Just then, a Demon Cloud flew over, carrying Old Lord Qiyang.

Su Yi silently retracted the Zhouwu Sword. Once it entered the Dao Vault, Feng Long instantly lost consciousness; compared to the Great Dao Phone, it was still too weak.

Thud!

Old Lord Qiyang landed and said to Su Yi with a smile, "Congratulations, you defeated the Black Scale King. You have become a Demon King of your generation."

A Demon King?

Su Yi curled his lip. He was still thinking about finding an opportunity to switch his cultivation path.

"Do you have business with me?" Su Yi asked indifferently, feeling quite annoyed with Old Lord Qiyang.

The divine ability scroll this guy had given him was incomprehensible, and to avoid embarrassment or exposing his lack of knowledge, he hadn't dared to question Old Lord Qiyang within the Emperor Su Sect.

"You killed the Black Scale King, and the great demon king behind him certainly won't let you off. That is a true divine ability demon king, only one step away from entering the next realm."

Old Lord Qiyang looked grave as he spoke in a deep voice. He now considered Su Yi one of his own, so there wasn't a hint of falsehood in his words.

A great demon king?

Su Yi narrowed his eyes. Was it really a case of killing the small one only for the old one to show up?

"That great demon king is named Black Leopard Emperor. He has established a significant Demon Race kingdom and has over ten demon kings under his command. You had best find someone behind you to help."

Old Lord Qiyang reminded him. Although Su Yi possessed the Hundred Dragon Strength, he could tell that Su Yi had only just stepped onto the path of cultivation; his demon power was pitifully low and completely mismatched with his physical strength.

The person he was referring to was none other than the Emperor Su.

Little did he know that the Emperor Su was Su Yi himself.

Black Leopard Emperor?

Su Yi's expression turned somewhat strange, and he couldn't help but ask, "What is the relationship between the Black Leopard Emperor and the Black Tiger Emperor?"

"You know the Black Tiger Emperor? It must be the person behind you who told you, right? The Black Leopard Emperor is the sworn younger brother of the Black Tiger Emperor, but they have had a falling out. The two emperors are bitter enemies when they meet, often fighting until both are left battered and exhausted," Old Lord Qiyang replied.

At the same time, he began to value Su Yi even more.

Emperor Su was even introducing members of the Emperor Su Sect to Su Yi; it was clear he intended to cultivate him as a priority.

As for whether Su Yi could be Emperor Su?

He didn't even consider it!

Emperor Su's pressure was absurdly strong; how could this kid possibly impersonate him?

"Understood, thank you for the reminder."

Su Yi nodded slightly, neither humble nor pushy.

When dealing with a cunning demon king like Old Lord Qiyang, one could not show fear.

Old Lord Qiyang hesitated as if wanting to say more, but his eyes rolled, and he smiled, "Cultivate well. If you have any questions regarding demon arts, feel free to come to Laojun Mountain to find me. During this time, I will also order the demons and monsters of the Qiling Land not to harm the people of your Strange City."

After saying this, he turned and rode the clouds away.

The Cloud-Riding Technique!

Su Yi watched with envy; when would he be able to master such a demon art?

After Old Lord Qiyang left, he took out the Zhouwu Sword again, preparing to pry open Feng Long's mouth.

This guy had been a sword spirit for so long; perhaps he could reveal some powerful cultivation techniques!

Caw--

The Luoshui Golden Eagle let out a long cry beneath the blue sky, with five Luoshui Sect disciples standing on its back.

Leading them was a woman dressed in a white dress embroidered with gold silk. Her waist was slender, her black hair draped over her shoulders, and a jade hairpin was tucked into her hair. Her skin was like congealed fat, and her face was exquisite and cold, like a fairy who did not eat the food of mortals.

Beside her was Mo Haosheng, his face full of fawning smiles.

"Junior Sister Qingyao, this trip to the Strange City is dangerous, you must be careful." Mo Haosheng waved his fan and smiled, feigning a graceful and dashing posture.

Wu Qingyao closed her eyes to rest, not replying.

Uh...

Mo Haosheng's mouth twitched. Sensing the other three disciples holding back laughter, he gave a fake cough and said, "Besides Old Lord Qiyang, a half-demon has recently appeared in the Strange City. Even Old Lord Qiyang couldn't do anything to him. Last time, it was I who intervened..."

"Hmph!"

Wu Qingyao suddenly let out a cold snort, her delicate brows furrowing as she showed signs of displeasure.

Mo Haosheng was so startled he shuddered, asking cautiously, "Junior Sister Qingyao, what's wrong?"

However, Wu Qingyao still ignored him, making him even more embarrassed, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

He was secretly annoyed, but he didn't dare to show it, feeling extremely stifled.

In truth, Wu Qingyao wasn't trying to embarrass him on purpose; she was currently in a battle!

Inside the Emperor Su Sect chat interface.

Demon Wolf Star: Yo yo yo! The beauty is angry! Luoshui Sect, is it? Next time I'll swipe your grandmistress's undergarments, are you scared?

Wu Qingyao: Hmph, there isn't a single good thing among the Devil Race!

Black Tiger Emperor: Hahaha, Demon Wolf Star, aren't you afraid of offending the senior Sword Saint?

Demon Wolf Star: What the hell does the Sword Saint have to do with the Luoshui Sect? We can't be cowards! To be a coward is to lose, and to lose is to lose for a lifetime! A man lives in this world, and his face is the most important thing!

Qingyan Devil Lord: Is your skin itching? Be careful or Emperor Su will kick you out!

Demon Wolf Star: Uh... can he kick people? I don't believe it. He pulled me in, so he must have something he needs from me!

Sect notification: Emperor Su has kicked Demon Wolf Star out of the Emperor Su Sect.

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