Young Master of the Iron Garb Sect

An hour later.

A powerful surge of air suddenly rose around Su Chen, like a miniature tornado, whipping up sand and stones in every direction.

His eyes flew open, faint lightning glimmering within them as an invisible, overwhelming pressure radiated from him.

"At last, I've broken through to the Tenth Layer of Qi-Attraction Realm!"

Su Chen slowly exhaled a stream of white air, his gaze blazing with confidence!

In merely seven days after entering the Rising Sun Mountains, he had advanced from the Peak of the Eighth Layer of Qi-Attraction Realm to the Tenth Layer of Qi-Attraction Realm. Such an unimaginable rate of breakthrough would have been dismissed as nonsense by anyone who heard it.

"As expected of a heavenly treasure. Just one was enough to raise my cultivation by an entire layer."

Su Chen sighed with emotion. Using such heavenly treasures to raise one's cultivation was simply like riding a rocket; the Ninth Layer of Qi-Attraction Realm had been sent straight through to the Tenth Layer of Qi-Attraction Realm. No wonder martial artists flocked to heavenly treasures like ducks to water, and no wonder those Iron Garb Sect martial artists had been willing to kill for two Jade Wonder Fruits.

In the end, they had lost their lives over those two Jade Wonder Fruits. It was the turning of heaven's wheel.

Still, his ability to gain an entire layer of cultivation was also thanks to the Chaos Immortal Record, which allowed Su Chen to absorb every last trace of spiritual energy within the Jade Wonder Fruit without wasting even a bit.

"Young Master, it should be this way."

"There can't be any mistake. Wu Yi and the others chased in this direction just now."

Faint voices suddenly drifted from the forest not far away.

It was only because Su Chen had now broken through to the Tenth Layer of Qi-Attraction Realm, strengthening his physique along with his eyesight and hearing, that he could hear voices from so far away with perfect clarity.

Before long, a group emerged from the woods. At their head was a well-dressed young man in his twenties, surrounded by seven or eight martial artists who followed him like attendants.

The young man glanced around and asked impatiently, "You said Wu Yi and the others chased after the three people who picked the Jade Wonder Fruits in this direction. Why haven't we seen them yet?"

One martial artist hurriedly replied, "Young Master, perhaps the other side is too cunning, and they're still tracking them. If we go a little farther, we should find them."

"Could something have happened to Wu Yi and the others?" another martial artist asked.

"Impossible. In these Rising Sun Mountains, who would dare provoke our Iron Garb Sect? That would be courting death."

As they talked, the group approached the clearing where Su Chen and the others had stayed earlier.

"Look!" One martial artist suddenly cried out in shock, pointing at the several corpses on the ground with heads and bodies separated!

"Heavens, it's Wu Yi and the others!"

"What happened? Wu Yi and the others were actually killed?"

The Iron Garb Sect members were no fools. From Wu Yi and the others' corpses, they could tell that they had been killed by the blades and swords of human martial artists. Moreover, if demonic beasts had killed them, their corpses would not have remained so intact.

The group exchanged looks. One of them approached the corpses, crouched down for a careful inspection, then said grimly, "Young Master, look at these wounds. Four of them were killed by a single sword strike at the same time!"

"Hiss! Four people killed with one sword?"

Everyone sucked in a cold breath, utterly astonished.

"Could it have been the three people who picked the Jade Wonder Fruits?"

"Impossible. Those three were no match for Wu Yi and the others, much less capable of killing them all in one strike."

"If it wasn't them, could our Iron Garb Sect have made some enemy in this area?"

"Enough, shut up! Listen to the Young Master!"

A black-clothed middle-aged man who looked like an attendant beside the young master shouted coldly, cutting off the group's discussion.

Standing not far away, Su Chen had long noticed this black-clothed middle-aged man. Among the group, this man possessed the strongest presence, and his cultivation was likely the highest. He could be considered an expert.

Next came the young man known as the Young Master, followed only then by the others.

The Young Master walked over to the corpses and looked them over. His expression darkened as he said, "Whoever dares kill disciples of our Iron Garb Sect is our irreconcilable enemy! Search immediately. Once the culprit is caught, kill without mercy!"

"Right, kill without mercy!"

The Iron Garb Sect martial artists all echoed him.

"Hmm? There's someone over here!"

At that moment, someone finally noticed Su Chen standing to one side.

An Iron Garb Sect martial artist walked over to Su Chen, sized him up from head to toe, and asked, "Kid, you've been here the whole time. Did you see who killed them?"

This Iron Garb Sect martial artist did not connect Su Chen with the killer. Perhaps in his eyes, Su Chen was simply too young to possess the strength to kill four people with a single sword strike.

"I didn't see."

Su Chen shook his head. He was telling the truth—how could he possibly see himself killing people?

"What? So he's just a little brat passing through."

The moment Su Chen said he had not seen anything, the Iron Garb Sect martial artist's gaze turned fierce. His eyes swept over Su Chen without restraint as he said, "Kid, it seems you've got something good on you?"

After consuming the Jade Wonder Fruit and breaking through, a faint trace of its rich spiritual energy lingered on Su Chen's body. This martial artist caught its scent and assumed Su Chen was carrying some precious herb or medicinal pill.

The Iron Garb Sect martial artist immediately gave a sinister grin. "Kid, although this matter has nothing to do with you, who told you to show up here carrying something valuable? If you want to blame someone, blame your own terrible luck!"

It had to be said that these Iron Garb Sect fellow disciples truly came from the same school—even the things they said were nearly identical.

After speaking, the Iron Garb Sect martial artist lunged at Su Chen with a savage grin, slapping a palm toward him.

Yet before his palm could land, a thin line of blood suddenly appeared across his neck. His eyes widened in disbelief, and his entire body froze in place before he toppled stiffly to the ground.

The other Iron Garb Sect martial artists who witnessed this were all stunned. "Kid, you actually killed Ding Xiao?"

"Kid, you dared kill a member of our Iron Garb Sect? Pay with your life!"

Another man roared, drew his sword, and rushed toward Su Chen. But before he could get close, Su Chen struck first, swinging the Vast Sea Sword and slicing open his throat as well.

"How is this possible?!" The remaining people stared in disbelief, their pupils trembling violently.

"The two people he killed were both Eighth Layer of Qi-Attraction Realm martial artists, yet he killed them instantly with one sword strike!"

The Iron Garb Sect martial artists stared at Su Chen in disbelief. Suddenly, one of them sharply sucked in a breath and said incredulously, "Kid, could the one who killed Wu Yi and his group earlier... have been you too?"

Just now, they had seen Su Chen standing not far from the corpses, yet none of them had connected him to the killer. In their minds, a fifteen-year-old youth could not possibly possess such strength.

Only after witnessing Su Chen instantly kill two people with their own eyes did they finally realize it and connect Su Chen with the culprit.