Global Cultivation: First-time Top-up For The Ultimate Destiny Treasure Chapter 32
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Nie Ling's expression gradually turned cold. This person did not know what was good for him.
She stared at the young master and said, "fellow Daoist Lu, I have other matters to attend to today. I don't have time to chat with you. Goodbye."
Then, she looked at Su Yi and said.
"We met an annoying fellow. Let's go."
The two of them wanted to leave, but a low shout suddenly came from behind them.
"Stop! Who are you?"
Young master Lu stared at Su Yi with an unfriendly gaze.
He finally noticed the unattractive man beside Nie Ling.
Was Nie Ling ignoring him because of this person?
"Who am I? Do I need to tell you?"
Su Yi looked at young master Lu with displeasure in his eyes.
"Hmph, I am the young master from the Lu family. I just want to get to know a brother, why not?"
Although young master Lu said so, there was a sinister look in his eyes, wanting to suppress him in terms of aura.
Su Yi sensed the man in the treasure-filled robe. He had the strength of the late stage of the qi condensation realm.
He could not help but think that it was a little funny. This person was not a fool. Could he not tell that he was at the foundation establishment realm?
Suddenly, his gaze focused, and he noticed that a group of people had arrived behind the young master.
"Heh, no wonder he dared to provoke me. So this is where his confidence lies."
Nie Ling saw that the other party's group had already arrived. If they continued to pester him, it might be disadvantageous to Su Yi, so she spoke out.
"Fellow Daoist Lu, he is a guest of my Nie family and also my companion. Please don't make things difficult for him."
"He is your companion?!"
The Lu family's young master's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he had thought of something indecent.
Hehe, a man and a woman walking together in this treacherous and chaotic stream of clouds. Good for you, Nie Ling.
Thinking of this, his face darkened and he suppressed the anger that was rising in his heart as he asked, "Miss Nie, who is the young master of the aristocratic family by your side? Can you tell me a thing or two?"
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"I have no comment."
Nie Ling said indifferently and did not continue to look at the young master of the Lu family and Su Yi as she turned around and left.
Little did she know that the aura of the person behind her fluctuated and was about to make a move.
On Su Yi's side, he looked at Nie Ling and asked indifferently, "fellow Daoist Nie, who is that person? Why do I feel that you hate him very much?"
"An illegitimate son of the Lu family. Previously, he used a bit of money to harass me. I didn't expect to meet such a fellow today. Su Yi, I didn't tell you about him before. You won't blame me, right?"
Nie Ling looked at him with a slightly perturbed gaze.
Not far behind him, Nie Ling's words caught the attention of the old man. The old man was the leader of the Thousand Treasures Pavilion's troops, and he was at the foundation establishment realm.
Although Nie Ling's voice was much very soft, he was not too far away. He heard Nie Ling calling Su Yi's name.
"Su Yi..."
Instantly, the eyes of the foundation establishment realm old man widened slightly. This name made him recall the arrest warrant of the Thousand Treasures Pavilion.
Eighteen or seventeen years old, male, delicate face, height about...
Under the combination of various characters, looking at Su Yi, it actually matched so well.
The old man's gaze indicated to the disciples behind him, and they all rushed forward.
"Junior, wait!"
A low shout entered Su Yi's ears.
The old man led a group of disciples and surrounded Su Yi.
Seeing this, he frowned slightly. Why was there so much going on today?
The old man slightly stepped forward and pressed on his young master's shoulder, indicating that he should not make a move first.
Looking at the person who came, Su Yi's eyes turned slightly cold as he said.
"What does your excellency want?"
The old man slightly stepped forward. First, he carefully sized him up for a while, then his palm slightly stroked his grayish-white beard as he said.
"This old man does indeed have something to tell you. Are you Su Yi?"
Hearing the old man's words, he was stunned for a moment. Then, he looked at the old man. A jade pendant with the word 'Treasure' hung on his waist. He must be someone from the Thousand Treasures Pavilion.
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"Yes, so what?"
He replied in a neither servile nor overbearing manner. This old man was only at the early stage of the foundation establishment stage. There was no need to care too much about him.
After receiving his affirmation, the old man's eyes darkened.
He used a somewhat hoarse voice to ask.
"Let me ask you. In the great desolate region, have you ever hunted down our Thousand Treasures Pavilion's monster hunting squad?"
As soon as he said this, the surrounding atmosphere instantly became heavy.
The surrounding Thousand Treasures Pavilion disciples also began to gather their strength and prepare to attack.
The air seemed to be filled with the smell of gunpowder. A single spark would ignite it.
He did not immediately reply to the old man's words. He thought to himself,
'So it's because of this matter. Tsk, I didn't expect that after such a long time, they would come knocking on my door.'
'I was a little worried in the past, but now, it's too late.'
...
Everyone saw that Su Yi was silent for quite a while.
Then, they saw him take a step forward and say with a sharp gaze, "that's right, I did it, but they were the ones who attacked me first."
He did not explain too much. After all, if he explained too much, these people would not listen.
"It's really you! Attack!"
The old man gave the order, and the surrounding qi condensation disciples all used their own techniques to pounce on him.
Sure enough, after confirming that Su Yi was the one on the wanted list, the old man immediately ordered people to go up and take Su Yi down.
However, with Su Yi's current cultivation, he definitely could not be struck by these qi condensation realm cultivators.
The cold light in his hand condensed slightly, and he pointed out.
That cold light immediately pierced through the disciples of the Thousand Treasures Pavilion who came forward.
Then, two more cold lights were thrown out, and the two disciples behind him were similarly pierced through by the cold lights.
Bang bang--
Two muffled sounds rang out, and two figures flew out, spitting out blood in the air.
After finishing off these two people, Su Yi's figure moved and arrived at the location of those disciples.
...
In just a short moment, those qi condensation realm disciples were all killed and dispersed by a single finger.
And their immortal destiny seals were shattered. From now on, there would be no more immortal paths for them.
Seeing this scene, all the passers-by could not help but exclaim inwardly.
"F*ck, one finger and he kills a qi condensation realm disciple. Isn't this too savage?"
"Who is that young man? Is he so strong? I saw that those people were at the late stage of the qi condensation realm."
"I'm numb. What kind of genius is this person? How come I've never heard of him before?"
...
The cultivators gathered in the chaotic cloudy narrow path all had shocked expressions on their faces.
From their point of view, this person was too young, and his cultivation was definitely not that high.
Being surrounded by so many qi condensation stage cultivators, he was definitely dead.
However, they did not expect that in just a short while, that youth had easily resolved these qi condensation stage cultivators.
He had even ruthlessly smashed their immortal destiny seal. How could this not be shocking?
This youth's methods and temperament were simply not what one should have at this stage.
Not to mention the passersby, even Nie Ling, who was at the side, was somewhat shocked. She did not expect that Su Yi, who usually seemed gentle, would be so decisive in dealing with his enemies.
Seeing this, the old man's eyes were already red, and the aura of the foundation establishment realm erupted.
He did not care about the safety of the young master of the Lu family beside him, and immediately attacked Su Yi.
"Bastard! You hurt my Lu family's disciples! You must repent! I will take your life!"
Light gathered in the old man's hand, and he launched a move with a strong yang qi toward Su Yi.
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