Chapter 275: Night at the Cloud Wave Pavilion

The group of the old man in the splendid robe also noticed Su Yi.

They immediately became alert.

Night was approaching, and the depths of the Bullhorn Mountains were particularly dangerous. Who would dare to venture alone to this place?

In their eyes, although Su Yi looked young, his demeanor was extraordinary, clearly not an ordinary countryside youth.

"Be careful, everyone."

The old man in the splendid robe whispered.

The three men and one woman felt a chill in their hearts.

It wasn't until they realized that Su Yi was ignoring them and continuing on his way that the old man and his group gradually relaxed their vigilance.

But at that moment, the only woman among them couldn't help but speak up, "Young sir, there's a Firemane Goldenhorn Leopard lurking in the mountains ahead. It's very dangerous!"

Her clear voice traveled far.

In the far distance, under the cover of the night, Su Yi was momentarily startled. That young girl is quite kind-hearted.

Without even turning his head, he waved his hand and said, "No worries."

His voice lingered in the air as his tall figure gradually receded into the distance.

"Junior sister Xiaohe, that guy is just a stranger, and he has a mysterious background. Why did you bother to warn him?" a young man in blue clothes scolded, furrowing his brow.

The young woman, who was not very old, around seventeen or eighteen, sheepishly said, "Senior brother, I was just a bit worried..."

The old man in the splendid robe smiled and said, "Alright, Xiaohe, no need to explain. That young friend shouldn't be a bad person."

"Elder uncle, it's getting late, and there's a Firemane Goldenhorn Leopard lurking ahead. We might have to take a detour if we want to reach the Cloud Wave Pavilion," a young man in golden robes pondered.

"It's okay to take a detour. Let's go," the old man in the splendid robe said, leading the three men and one woman as they walked towards a distant place.

Two hours later.

The group finally crossed the Bullhorn Mountains and arrived in a low-lying hilly area. There were still some small hills, but they couldn't be considered dangerous.

"Elder uncle, ahead is the Cloud Wave Pavilion. It has been abandoned for over ten years and has become an uninhabited place. We can stay there tonight and continue our journey at dawn," the young man in golden robes pointed to a low hill in the distance and smiled.

Upon hearing this, the spirits of the others lifted.

In this desolate wilderness, having a place to spend the night was undoubtedly a rare find.

"Let's go, we'll head over."

The old man in the splendid robe also felt much more at ease.

This time, as he led his disciples on a journey, they traveled through treacherous mountains and dangerous waters, keeping their minds tense all along.

Especially earlier, they almost encountered the Firemane Goldenhorn Leopard. Although it turned out to be a false alarm, it left the old man in the splendid robe mentally exhausted.

At this moment, being able to rest well for a night was undoubtedly the best.

Soon, they arrived at the low hill and saw a dilapidated Taoist temple with a courtyard built on it.

The temple had clearly been abandoned for many years, with overgrown weeds, collapsed walls, broken eaves, and a dilapidated and decaying gate. It looked desolate.

"Hey, it seems like there are people at the Cloud Wave Pavilion," the young man in blue clothes exclaimed in surprise. He saw the main hall of the Cloud Wave Pavilion with a blazing bonfire, and the firelight shining through the windows was particularly conspicuous in the darkness.

"Be careful, everyone," the old man in the splendid robe squinted his eyes and took the lead in entering the Cloud Wave Pavilion.

As soon as they entered the dilapidated main hall, they saw a vine chair placed by the bonfire, and a young man in a blue robe lazily sitting on it, as if dozing off.

The old man in the splendid robe recognized him at a glance. He was surprised to see the same young man they had encountered not long ago.

At this moment, the others also noticed Su Yi. The young girl, Xiaohe, exclaimed in surprise, "So it's you, young sir. Did you... not encounter that Firemane Goldenhorn Leopard? You're really lucky!"

Su Yi opened his eyes and smiled, "I should say that the beast was lucky."

The young girl was momentarily stunned, then she understood the meaning behind Su Yi's words and couldn't help but smirk, clearly taking his words as a joke.

"Young sir, we meet again," the old man in the splendid robe slightly bowed and said, "May I ask if we can stay here for the night?"

Su Yi shook his head and said, "I advise you to stay away from this place."

The old man in the splendid robe was taken aback.

The young man in blue clothes frowned unhappily, "This Cloud Wave Pavilion has been abandoned for many years, it's a land without an owner. Why should it be monopolized by you alone?"

Su Yi glanced at him, not angry, and said, "At other times, do as you please. But tonight is different, it's too dangerous for you to stay here."

The young man in blue clothes sneered, "Dangerous? What could be more dangerous than encountering the Firemane Goldenhorn Leopard?"

He clearly didn't believe it and thought that Su Yi was using it as an excuse to monopolize the place.

"If it's dangerous here, why are you staying?" the young man in golden robes also coldly spoke, displeased with Su Yi's attitude.

Su Yi shook his head and said, "If you want to stay, then stay."

Saying that, he closed his eyes.

However, his response seemed to be taken as a sign of submission, which made the young man in blue clothes look down on him.

The old man in the splendid robe had a feeling that something was off, but due to exhaustion, he didn't say anything and entered the hall with the others.

He sat cross-legged and began to meditate.

The three young men and one young woman ignited a bonfire and brought out food and drink to feast upon.

"Young sir, would you like to eat something?" the young girl, Xiaohe, couldn't help but ask.

Before Su Yi could respond, the young man in blue clothes frowned and said, "Xiaohe, that guy just tried to drive us away. Are you planning to share our food with him? How foolish."

He spoke without any restraint, seemingly unconcerned about Su Yi overhearing.

Xiaohe awkwardly lowered her head.

The young man in golden robes beside her couldn't help but sigh lightly. "Xiaohe, you haven't experienced much in life and don't understand the treachery of human hearts. Remember, if you encounter strangers like this, especially in the wilderness, you must not let your guard down."

Xiaohe murmured softly, "But I don't think that young sir is a bad person..."

"Knowing someone's face doesn't mean knowing their heart. What do you understand?" the young man in blue clothes sneered. "Just like what that guy said earlier, this place is dangerous, so why does he want to stay? Besides, why haven't I felt a trace of danger? Even if there is real danger, with our senior brother's peak cultivation at the Grandmaster Fourth Layer, can't he protect us?"

The young man in golden robes said, "Junior Brother Li, let's not say any more. Why bother arguing with a stranger? Can't you see that he's not saying anything anymore?"

"He's the one at fault," Li Gui, the young man in blue clothes, snorted coldly. "But, Senior Brother is right, there's really no need to bother with someone like him."

Xiaohe hesitated to speak, feeling that the two senior brothers seemed a bit too aggressive.

At that moment, she suddenly noticed that Su Yi, sitting on the vine chair, quietly opened his eyes and looked towards the entrance of the hall.

Curiously, Xiaohe also looked in that direction.

In the darkness, a gust of cold wind suddenly rose, causing the vegetation to tremble, and the creaking of the main hall's doors could be heard.

Xiaohe's vision blurred for a moment, and she saw a slender figure silently entering the hall.

It was a man in a black robe, with fair skin and slightly sunken eye sockets. His eyes were icy and indifferent.

With his appearance, a terrifying, chilling, and bloodthirsty aura pervaded the surroundings, causing the flames in the hall to flicker as if they were about to extinguish, and the air to freeze.

Xiaohe's breath paused, and her beautiful face changed.

"Who!?"

The old man in the magnificent robe, who was meditating cross-legged, immediately stood up and stiffened as he saw the black-robed man, a cold shiver running down his spine.

A Martial Ancestor!

The blue-clothed youth, the golden-robed man, and the others were also shocked by this sudden scene, all getting up with expressions of fear.

Who is this black-robed man?

Why is his aura so terrifying?

What does he intend to do by coming here?

An indescribable panic spread in the hearts of the blue-clothed youth and the others.

Taking a deep breath, the old man in the magnificent robe respectfully clasped his fists and said, "I am Wenzhongyuan, from the Changning Academy. I am here with disciples from our sect on a journey. May I know the honorable senior's name?"

He introduced himself to avoid misunderstandings.

But to the embarrassment of Wenzhongyuan, the black-robed man seemed to completely ignore him, paying him no attention at all.

Since entering the hall, the black-robed man's gaze swept over Wenzhongyuan and the others, and then he looked at Su Yi, who was sitting in the wicker chair.

After that, he sat down not far from Su Yi, crossed his legs, and smiled as he spoke, "Su Gongzi, let me introduce myself. My name is Situ Gong. I have come here suddenly and hope for your forgiveness."

His aura was cold, bloodthirsty, and his smile seemed somewhat eerie, but his words were polite and courteous, giving off a strange feeling.

When Wenzhongyuan heard the black-robed man's name, his whole body trembled, and his scalp went numb. He finally realized who this black-robed man was.

Situ Gong, one of the Ten Martial Ancestors!

An elder figure who had long since retired from the world.

Many years ago, he had wielded a battle knife on the border battlefield, slaughtering tens of thousands of enemies from the Great Wei and beheading hundreds of martial master figures, making a name for himself throughout the world.

Even in the Great Wei, his fierce and bloody deeds were still talked about to this day!

In the Great Zhou, Situ Gong was undoubtedly an influential figure!

Wenzhongyuan couldn't have imagined that on this desolate night in the wilderness, Situ Gong, such a Martial Ancestor, would appear here.

For a moment, his mind trembled.

Looking at Su Yi again, Wenzhongyuan's gaze changed. Anyone who wasn't a fool could tell that Situ Gong had come for this young man in the blue robe!

But Su Yi, in a leisurely manner, sat there and said, "Tonight, I assume there is more than just you who has come?"

Situ Gong smiled faintly and said, "Su Gongzi's insight is as bright as a torch. I won't hide it. Faced with a peerless figure like Su Gongzi, not just me, even the other Martial Ancestors in the Great Zhou wouldn't dare to be neglectful. Therefore, when I came to see Gongzi, I invited some friends to accompany me."

Su Yi nodded, finally showing some interest, and said, "Since that's the case, why not let your friends come and meet me?"

Situ Gong burst into laughter, his voice echoing through the hall as he said, "Su Gongzi, you have quite the courage. However, Su Gongzi, don't be impatient. Let's first listen to my intentions, shall we?"

Su Yi took out his gourd and took a sip, saying, "I've never been fond of idle talk. You'd better get to the point, without wasting any time."

His words were casual and indifferent, showing no courtesy at all. It was as if he didn't regard Situ Gong, the terrifying figure known as the "Blood Butcher," with any importance. This left Wenzhongyuan dumbfounded.

Looking at the blue-clothed youth and the others beside him, they were all dumbfounded as well.