Chapter 98: A Delivered Punching Bag

Su Yun smiled and took the bowl, just about to serve her another one.

Suddenly, a figure rushed into the cafeteria in a hurry.

It was a slave responsible for guarding the valley entrance, looking pale and panting.

"M-Master! The… the valley entrance! There is someone at the valley entrance!"

Su Yun raised an eyebrow.

"Who is it?"

The slave swallowed hard: "It is… they are Cultivators! So many! They are surrounding the valley entrance, seemingly investigating something!"

Su Yun put down the bowl.

True Monarch Bingpo blinked, her small face full of confusion.

Su Yun stood up and patted her head.

"I will go out and take a look. You eat first."

After speaking, his figure flickered and disappeared at the entrance of the cafeteria.

Valley entrance.

Two steep stone walls sandwiched a narrow entrance, which was now tightly surrounded by various escape lights.

When Su Yun landed at the valley entrance, a large crowd had already followed behind him.

Elder Han Yue and Liu Wugou, who did not know when they had woken up, also appeared in the crowd.

Blood Maiden, Blood Lotus Saintess, Ye Qinghan, Protector Yin Hongling, Jingyue… all the Foundation Establishment Stage slaves, not a single one missing.

Behind them followed a dense crowd of Qi Refinement Stage Disciples, holding Magical Artifacts, looking vigilant.

Su Yun waved his hand, signaling them not to move yet.

He looked up at the opposite side.

The leader stood with his hands behind his back, wearing a golden Daoist robe, with a shimmering long sword hanging from his waist, his aura vast like the ocean.

Peak Golden Core Stage.

Behind him stood two Mid Golden Core Stage Cultivators, one male and one female. The female looked to be in her early twenties, with a beautiful appearance, wearing a green long dress, and a gentle temperament.

Further back were more than twenty Peak Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivators, as well as dozens of Early and Middle Stage Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivators, standing in a dense crowd.

At the very back, there was a group of Disciples wearing Zhengyi Sect attire.

Among them were also the female Disciples of Jade Maiden Peak.

However, their expressions were normal, and it seemed they had not been exposed yet.

But Su Yun noticed that the gazes of a few people were secretly glancing in his direction.

Obviously, they had already recognized their master and were just waiting for orders.

Su Yun withdrew his gaze and looked at the golden-robed Golden Core Cultivator at the head.

That person was also looking at him, his gaze cold, carrying a high and mighty scrutiny.

"Are you Su Yun?"

The voice was dignified, like questioning a prisoner.

Su Yun did not speak.

The golden-robed Golden Core Cultivator snorted coldly, raised his hand and waved it, and a golden scroll unfolded in the air.

Golden light flowed on the scroll, and big words emerged, accompanied by a sound like a great bell, resounding throughout the valley:

"Immortal Alliance Decree!"

"Investigating the Demonic Cultivator Su Yun, born of an improper background, with a sinister mind, using evil arts to bewitch hearts, harming fellow Cultivators of the Righteous Path, killing the Zhengyi Sect Sect Master Master Yunxiao at the gate of the Zhengyi Sect mountain, a heinous crime!"

"Now, by the decree of the Immortal Alliance, we are here to arrest this villain, life or death does not matter!"

"Anyone who harbors, hides, or helps him escape will be guilty of the same crime!"

"The majesty of the Immortal Alliance cannot be provoked!"

As the voice fell, golden light shot everywhere, dignified and solemn.

Those Cultivators from the Central Region shouted one after another:

"The majesty of the Immortal Alliance cannot be provoked!"

"The majesty of the Immortal Alliance cannot be provoked!"

The momentum was grand, and the arrogance was soaring.

The golden-robed Golden Core Cultivator put away the scroll, looked down at Su Yun from a high position, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth:

"Su Yun, your affairs have been exposed. Surrender and follow us back to the Immortal Alliance for trial, and perhaps your life can be spared. If you dare to resist—"

He paused for a moment, his voice even colder:

"Kill on the spot!"

The crowd behind him sacrificed their Magical Artifacts one after another, with spiritual light shining everywhere, full of Killing Intent.

The atmosphere instantly solidified.

Everyone's eyes fell on Su Yun.

Su Yun stood in place, motionless.

He lowered his head, seemingly thinking about something.

The golden-robed Golden Core Cultivator thought he was intimidated, and the smile on his face became thicker.

"Those who know current affairs are heroes. Although you have committed a serious crime, if you are willing to cooperate, the Immortal Alliance may not necessarily deal with you lightly—"

He hadn't finished speaking.

Su Yun raised his head.

He yawned.

"Are you done?"

The golden-robed Golden Core Cultivator was stunned.

Su Yun looked at him, with a trace of impatience in his eyes:

"So much nonsense."

He raised his hand and waved it gently.

"Bingpo."

"Here!"

An ice-blue stream of light rushed out from the valley and merged into his brow.

At the same time, deep in his Sea of Consciousness, that blood-colored figure opened her eyes and silently transferred power.

Ice blue and blood red intertwined.

The aura around Su Yun began to soar!

Then he stepped on the ground.

Boom!!!

A huge crack exploded on the ground, and his figure had appeared in front of the golden-robed Golden Core Cultivator like a ghost!

The golden-robed Golden Core Cultivator's pupils shrank suddenly, and he subconsciously raised his hand to block.

But Su Yun's foot had already kicked his chest.

Bang!!!

The golden-robed Golden Core Cultivator flew backward like a cannonball, smashed through a large area of trees, and plowed a deep ditch dozens of feet long on the ground before barely stopping.

He lay in the ditch, vomiting blood, with a large pit sunken in his chest.

The whole scene was dead silent.

Those Cultivators from the Central Region stared with wide eyes, their jaws almost falling to the ground.

Peak Golden Core Stage.

Kicked away with one foot?

Wasn't that kid at the Early Golden Core Stage?!

Su Yun retracted his foot and patted the non-existent dust on his robe.

He looked at the dumbfounded Cultivators and said lightly:

"Are you fighting or not? If not, I'm going back to eat."

No one answered.

Or rather, no one dared to answer.

Su Yun sighed.

"It seems you want to fight."

His figure flickered, and he rushed directly into the crowd!

He went straight to the female Golden Core Cultivator.

The woman's face changed drastically, her body retreated violently, and at the same time, she sacrificed a green Flying Sword, the sword light like a rainbow, piercing directly at Su Yun's face!

Su Yun didn't even dodge.

He raised his hand and shattered the sword light with one palm, while his other hand had already pinched the woman's neck.

The woman widened her eyes, her face full of disbelief.

Su Yun didn't give her a chance to react.

His right hand formed a sword finger and pointed at her brow.

A golden light flashed and disappeared.

[Enslavement successful!]

[Obtained new slave: Qingluo (Loyalty 55)]

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining feedback from the slave's spiritual power, cultivation has improved slightly]

The woman's body stiffened, and a fierce struggle flashed in her eyes.

But as the golden light dissipated, she lowered her head, her voice submissive:

"Master."

Su Yun threw her behind him casually.

The slaves behind him were stunned for a moment, then silently stepped aside.

That woman, Qingluo, walked to the side obediently, head lowered, not daring to move.

The whole process took no more than three breaths.

From attacking to Enslavement, it was done in one go.

The other Mid Golden Core Stage Cultivator was a middle-aged man, watching with eyes about to split.

"You! What did you do to my Junior Sister?!"

Su Yun turned to look at him.

"Your Junior Sister? That one?"

He pointed at Qingluo.

The middle-aged man was trembling all over, his eyes were red, and the spiritual power in his body was surging wildly, obviously wanting to fight for his life.

"I will fight you to the death!"

He roared, sacrificed a crimson long saber, the blade ignited with raging flames, and slashed down at Su Yun's head!

This slash was with all his might.

Wherever the Saber Qi passed, the air was ignited, leaving a scorched black trail.

Su Yun looked at this slash and shook his head.

"Too slow."

He raised his hand and slapped it over.

Bang!!!

The Saber Qi burst, and the long saber fell from his hand.

That slap landed squarely on the middle-aged man's face, spinning him three times in place, then he fell to the ground and passed out completely.

Su Yun looked down at his own hand.

"The skin is quite thick."

He waved his hand.

"Drag him down and tie him up. Deal with him later."

Two Qi Refinement Stage Disciples stepped forward and dragged the unconscious Golden Core Cultivator away.

The scene fell into a death-like silence again.

Those Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivators from the Central Region were pale and their legs were weak.

Three Golden Core Stage Cultivators.

One kicked away, life or death unknown.

One was directly placed under some kind of Restriction, obedient to the enemy.

One was slapped unconscious and dragged away like a dead dog.

That kid… what kind of background does he have?

Su Yun ignored their fear.

He looked up, his gaze sweeping over the dozens of Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivators.

Then, he smiled.

The smile looked gentle and harmless.

But in the eyes of that group of people, it was more terrifying than any demon.

Then they heard a murmur from the demon's mouth: "Not bad. There are a few good-looking ones."

He raised his hand.

Blood Fiend Power surged wildly, turning into thick blood mist, spreading from his palm!

Blood mist filled the air, instantly covering that group of Central Region Cultivators!

"Ah—!"

"What is this!"

"I can't see!"

Screams and exclamations followed one after another.

In the blood mist, Su Yun's figure moved like a ghost.

The women, keep them.

The men, knock them out.

Those Foundation Establishment Stage female Cultivators were all picked out by him by their necks, one finger pointed at their brows, golden light flashed, and they became his own people.

The whole process was smooth.

Less than half an incense stick of time.

The blood mist dissipated.

On the ground lay a pile of people, all male Cultivators, everyone bruised and swollen.

And those female Cultivators stood neatly on the side, heads lowered, eyes submissive.

More than twenty Foundation Establishment Stage female Cultivators, all subdued.

Su Yun clapped his hands and let out a long breath.

Comfortable.

The frustration of being bullied in the Trial Tower these past few days was finally vented.

He turned his head and looked at the group of dumbfounded slaves behind him.

Elder Han Yue, Liu Wugou, Blood Maiden, Blood Lotus Saintess, Ye Qinghan, Protector Yin Hongling, Jingyue…

And those Qi Refinement Stage Disciples.

Everyone was looking at him like he was a monster.

Su Yun smiled and pointed to the pile of bruised and terrified male Cultivators on the other side.

"These people, practice on them."

"Let me see the results of your hard training during this period."