Then, the ground quickly cracked like a spiderâs web. Some wooden beams and thatched grass turned into dust before they could even catch fire, scattering in the air.
The entire old mountain shrine instantly lit up like daylight. Situ Muyang immediately activated his elemental power to extinguish the surrounding high temperature. The force of the previous palm strike was fierce and frightening, leaving Situ Muyang in awe.
As soon as the words fell, a cold smile formed on Su Yiâs lips. His sharp and intimidating gaze was as piercing as a blade. He sternly said, "Impressive attempt to save face! I am Su Yi! Next time, Wang Quande wonât have any face left. If he kills with his left hand, I will chop off his left hand and leg. If he kills with his right hand, I will sever his right hand and leg! He wants dignity, I will make him unrecognizable!"
"Bang!"
Another roar resounded in his heart. Su Yi raised his right hand high and activated the Supreme Chaotic Yuan Technique once again. Using his palm as a blade, arcs of electricity appeared, leaving behind a faint glow as he swept through the air like a curved moon. It seemed like a fleeting phantom of light, resembling a dragonâs silhouette.
The terrifying pressure was fierce and violent. The mountain shrine was filled with flying sand and rolling stones, like a raging dinosaur in the sky.
"YouâŠyou are Su Yi?" Li Shiranâs face was filled with astonishment. His mouth remained open for a long time as he looked at the man before him, who exuded a dominant and fierce aura, like a young war deity with his robes billowing in the wind.
Under the overwhelming power, Su Yi was surrounded by a vast energy from heaven and earth. The immense pressure spread like a raging storm, causing the ground to crack once again.
After a while, Su Yiâs eyes still carried a chilling look as he turned to Li Shiran and steadfastly said, "Yes, I am Su Yi! Miss Li, part of the reason your tribe was destroyed is because of me. I promise to avenge your revenge. Can you forgive me?"
The main cause of the collapse of the Li tribe was the secret of Baicao Mountain, and the trigger was the conflict between Su Yi and Yutian Palace with Sacred Mountain at the Saint Martial Assembly.
Yutian Palaceâs Soul Manipulation technique is powerful and terrifying, which is why Sacred Mountain tried every means to obtain the guarding secret of the Li tribe, who possess the same Soul Manipulation technique.
Li Shiran looked at Su Yi, tears welling up in her eyes. She remained silent for a long time, then wiped away the tears, lightly smiled, and said,
"Lord Su, I donât blame you! Everything is predestined. The Li tribe has been closed off for many years. Without you, my tribe would eventually be invaded. I only regret my own weakness, unable to set foot on Sacred Mountain and avenge the deep hatred for my tribe and grandfather!"
Su Yi and Situ Muyang both had a subtle change in their gazes. It was not easy for someone as young as Li Shiran to be so mature and calm. Li Shiranâs determination and courage deeply moved Su Yi, once again reminding him of Su Wanâer.
"Miss Li, you and Situ Muyang are around the same age. From now on, letâs call each other siblings! If you encounter any difficulties, I, Su Yi, will bear them for you! Wang Quande is my lifelong enemy. One day, I will lead you to conquer Sacred Mountain!" Su Yi said softly.
Upon hearing this, Li Shiranâs delicate body swayed abruptly, her heart trembling as she said, "Um⊠um⊠Okay! Brother Su! Iâll give my respect here!"
Turning to look at the unconscious Achu, Li Shiran gazed determinedly and whispered, "Now that both Long Chu and I have recovered, as long as we can reach Yutian Palace and unleash the Li tribeâs soul technique, we will surely avenge the Li tribe!"
Su Yi, who was attentively observing from the side, seemed to have an idea and his eyes brightened. He took out some clothes from the space bag given by Lingbao Pavilion earlier and thought to himself, "Qianxue, you have so many clothes. Iâll give a few to Shi Ran, she shouldnât be angry, right?"
Immediately, Su Yi looked solemnly inside his own Heavenly Yuan Demonic Soul and saw Ling Qianxue calmly refining Ling Lanyinâs essence within. The demonic energy on her body continued to rise like waves, and her demonic spirit shone as bright as the red sun.
After some consideration, Su Yi selected the Crimson Sleeve and Loose Robe and handed it to Li Shiran. He smirked and said, "Little sister Shi Ran, I donât have much to give you, so you should wear this dress first. You look so beautiful, you canât just wear that plain white robe! Muyang, you can also choose two clothes to give to Achu later!"
Li Shiranâs eyebrows curved slightly and her eyes shimmered with a calm light. She graciously accepted the clothes, thanked Su Yi with a bow, and went to the small room in the temple to change.
When Li Shiran left, Situ Muyang asked in confusion, "Teacher Uncle, what should we do next? Sacred Mountain should be looking for us everywhere by now. It wonât be long before they find us here!"
After a moment of contemplation, Su Yi raised an eyebrow and said in a serious tone, "You take them back to the Divine Sword School first. The Divine Sword Schoolâs teleportation station should be able to send you to the transfer station in Yutian Palace. I will come to pick up both of them later!"
"What! Teacher Uncle, are you going back to the Divine Sword School?" Situ Muyangâs eyes lit up, and his face was filled with joy. He exclaimed softly.
Su Yi pondered for a moment, his eyes filled with deep thoughts. After a brief pause, he nodded slowly and said, "Just a brief visit. Borrowing the Divine Sword Schoolâs teleportation station is the safest option in the Central Region for now. However, there are some people there that I am not particularly fond of."
Situ Muyang immediately deflated like a balloon and pouted, saying, "Okay then! Iâll wait for you at the Divine Sword School, take care of yourself!"
Just as the words fell, Li Shiran, who had changed clothes, confidently walked out. As the saying goes, people rely on clothes just as horses rely on saddles, and Li Shiran was already naturally beautiful.
Wearing a long, floor-length dress in fiery red, the tight-fitting clothes outlined a wonderfully graceful curve. Her slender waist seemed as delicate as fireworks, captivating to behold.
With her beautiful eyebrows and bright eyes, her lips had a touch of red, like a spot of crimson among the snow. She didnât need any makeup but still outshined all the colors in the world, it was truly wonderful.
Su Yi looked at her and instantly brightened up, while Situ Muyang stood there dumbfounded.
Li Shiran gracefully walked over amidst the amazed gazes, a touch of blush on her cheeks adding to her charm. Her long eyelashes lowered as she said, "Do you like it? Itâs been a long time since I wore clothes like this."
Situ Muyang nodded repeatedly, looking dazed, and said, "Itâs beautiful, absolutely beautiful! Shi Ran, I didnât know you could be so pretty!"
Su Yi also smiled upon hearing this, patting Situ Muyangâs shoulder lightly, and said with a hint of anger, "So you can be speechless too, kid! Well done! Shi Ran, if you were to go to the Yutian Palace, how many young heroes would you enchant?"
While the three of them were joking around, they heard a faint moan from behind. Li Shiranâs face blushed like red dye, and an expression of surprise flashed across her face.
"Achoo! Achu woke up!" she exclaimed, then ran to Achuâs side as fast as a bird.
"Sneeze!"
Su Yi immediately activated the Supreme Chaotic Yuan Technique, and a blanket of energy covered Achu. Then, with a slight smile on his face, he said, "This kid is fine now, Shi Ran, give him the medicine I gave you!"
Upon hearing this, Li Shiran let out a sigh of relief, nodded slightly, and fed the medicine to Achu.