Chapter 951: You Owe Me a Life

The Timekeeper.

Even cultivators who lived in the City of Eternal Night year-round seldom knew of this mysterious old man’s existence.

Those who did know of him practically never revealed anything about him.

This was a naturally formed, unspoken rule, and it had stood throughout the ages.

Wang Chonglu would never have guessed that a young Spiritual Revolution cultivator would know about the Timekeeper.

But before long, he understood.

A young man traveling along with an Unsinkable Boat almost certainly had a peak orthodoxy behind him. It was entirely possible that he had an extremely powerful backer.

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It wasn’t actually at all strange that a young man like that would know about the Timekeeper.

“If you know about the Timekeeper, that makes this simple.” As he spoke, Wang Chonglu took a jade slip from his sleeves and passed it to Su Yi. “Here, hold onto this.”

However, Su Yi shook his head. “You’d best give it to him yourself.”

Wang Chonglu snorted coldly. “What, are you worried this will bring trouble upon you?”

Su Yi’s gaze was calm and inscrutable. “No, I just think you’ll make it to the City of Eternal Night alive.”

Wang Chonglu was briefly stunned, then moved.

Others had long since seen him as an infamous old devil, an elite of the demonic path. Others paled at the mere mention of his name, and since he spent his days in the far reaches of the Sea of Bitterness, he’d overcome innumerable bloody battles.

This was the first time anyone had ever tried to comfort him like this.

And Su Yi’s words were just so pleasant to the ear!

Wang Chonglu’s expression gradually mellowed. “You sure can talk, kid. But I’m doing this just in case, to prepare for all possibilities.”

“In that case, why not tell me what’s recorded in the jade slip?” said Su Yi.

Wang Chonglu shook his head. “You’re not a bad kid, and I’d hate to implicate you. Besides, if anything happens to you, others will mock me for being too inept to protect a junior.”

“.....”

“Quick, take it.” Wang Chonglu pushed the slip into Su Yi’s hands, leaving no room for argument.

Su Yi didn’t refuse. He simply took it and started reading its contents.

“How dare you!” Wang Chonglu was instantly beside himself with anger, and he tried to seize the slip back.

“If you want me to help, you’d best not interfere,” said Su Yi without so much as looking up.

Wang Chonglu froze, stunned.

He’s so calm and composed that it seems he isn’t at all afraid I’ll attack him!

“Aren’t you afraid of bringing disaster upon yourself?” Wang Chonglu looked conflicted.

“Why should I be afraid?” Su Yi asked right back. As he spoke, he inserted his divine sense into the slip and perused its contents.

“‘Why should you be afraid…?’” Wang Chonglu repeated. When he next looked at Su Yi, his expression had changed subtly.

This was his first time encountering such a strange youngster.

It seemed that heaven and earth could crumble around him and he wouldn’t be the least bit afraid.

Furthermore, he spoke to even an infamous old devil with calm composure, and he was neither humble nor servile.

Such courage really was rare.

But this only increased Wang Chonglu’s admiration of him.

The world had no shortage of dazzling talents. Over the course of his life, Wang Chonglu had seen too many chosen sons of heaven to count.

But not one of them could have maintained their composure even in front of a Profound Serenity Realm old devil like him.

This was no mere act, either. That was just this young man’s personality.

That was truly rare.

Su Yi paid Wang Chonglu’s thoughts no heed whatsoever.

When he saw the information recorded in the jade slip, even his heart shook.

According to the slip, someone was planning to ambush the Mad Sword Netherworld Sovereign Liu Changsheng in the near future!

Liu Changsheng was one of the Six Sovereigns of the Netherworld, and one of the most famous master swordsmen in the netherworld. He was like a living legend.

Throughout history, the people of the Netherworld had honored Liu Changsheng as the greatest sword cultivator the Netherworld had to offer!

It was only today that Su Yi had learned from the House of Cicada that Liu Changsheng had recently appeared in the City of Eternal Night.

Of course Su Yi was curious what someone of Liu Changsheng’s caliber was doing there.

How could Su Yi not be surprised by what he’d learned from Wang Chonglu’s jade slip?

As Su Yi pondered, Wang Chonglu sighed. “Alas, we really met at the wrong time. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have minded entrusting you with my mantle and teaching you everything I know.”

Su Yi’s expression instantly turned strange, and he didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. He could tell that the old devil quite admired him.

However, if Wang Chonglu wanted to become his master, he was obviously dreaming!

Su Yi thought for a moment, then changed the subject. “Who’s after Liu Changsheng?”

Wang Chonglu shook his head. “You already saw the information in that slip. Even a peerless sword cultivator like Liu Changsheng will soon face life-threatening danger. How could a junior like you possibly get mixed up in this? I urge you to forget all about this.”

Su Yi’s brow furrowed, and he said coolly, “Tell me the answer, and I can guarantee that you arrive safely in the City of Eternal Night.”

Wang Chonglu was flabbergasted, and he found this quite amusing. “You?”

A moment later, he burst into laughter. “Young man, I quite admire your talent and courage, but that’s a bit brazen of you.”

“Brazen?” Su Yi laughed too, and was just about to say more when they heard someone shooting toward them from the distant darkness.

Whoosh!

A streak of dazzling silver light cut through the night sky, like flowing light from beyond the heavens. It hurtled toward them at unbelievable speeds.

“Shit! Another one!” Wang Chonglu’s expression changed dramatically. He shot to his feet, and his eyes surged with cold light.

“Little guy, get ready. I’ll see you off. Run, as far as you can, the further the better! Whatever you do, don’t look back!” Wang Chonglu took a deep breath, and his entire body surged with murderous intent. Lightning and fire intertwined around him.

Su Yi looked up and saw that the silver arc had come to an abrupt halt just a thousand feet away. It was a man in silver robes. His long hair was tied into a Daoist topknot, and he carried a spear across his back. His gaze was cold and indifferent, and his entire body emanated monstrous, dark light.

Yet another Jailer!

Su Yi couldn’t help but be stunned.

Don’t tell me that the Nine Heavens Pavilion has sent its experts to the Sea of Bitterness all the way from the depths of the starry sky?

Su Yi thought for a moment, then said at top speeds, “I’ll help you fight, so answer my questions. How about it?”

Wang Chonglu was visibly flabbergasted.

This kid is still hung up on all that even at a time like this!?

And he thinks he can help me defeat my opponents? Doesn’t he realize how terrifying they are?

“Don’t add to the trouble. Hurry up and run!” shouted Wang Chonglu. He shifted on his feet and shot into the air.

He gazed at the distant man in silver and said gravely, “There’s really no getting rid of you members of the Far Shore.”

Su Yi was stunned.

That guy is obviously a Jailer from the Nine Heavens Pavilion, so does Wang Chonglu see him as a member of the Far Shore?

Are there secrets I’m not yet aware of here?

“If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for learning secrets you shouldn’t have,” said the distant man in silver. With that, he attacked directly.

Boom!

He stepped forward, then shot forth like an arrow, swinging his spear explosively at Wang Chonglu.

The monstrous Laws of Heavenly Prayer transformed into strange dark light, which wrapped around the silver-robed man’s spear. This filled his attack with destructive power difficult to put into words.

The entire stretch of sky was in chaos, as if the curtain of night had been ripped open. Terrifying waves of energy swept outward, stirring up the entire stretch of sea.

Were he in peak condition, Wang Chonglu wouldn’t have feared an opponent like this.

But he was already badly injured, and he’d yet to truly recover. This placed him at an obvious disadvantage right from the start.

Despite his predicament, when he sensed that Su Yi had yet to leave, Wang Chonglu instantly lost his temper, and his raspy voice boomed like thunder. “Kid, do you really think you’ll still be able to flee after I’m dead? Hurry up and scram! Scram!”

Splurt!

A bone-deep wound ripped open on Wang Chonglu’s shoulder, spraying blood.

If he hadn’t dodged in time, this attack would have run his throat right through!

Cold sweat poured down Wang Chonglu’s back, and he dared not divide his attention any further. He attacked with everything he had.

“You’ll die, but that little ant won’t live through his either,” the silver-robed man said indifferently.

Boom!

His attacks were forceful, tyrannical, and heartless. A few blinks of the eye later, and Wang Chonglu could no longer return his attacks. He was covered in wounds, and blood flowed from his mouth in a nonstop stream.

He was one of the Seven Devils of the Sea of Bitterness, the infamous Thunderflame Demon Sovereign, yet now, a Profound Illumination cultivator had left him injured to the brink of death!

When Su Yi saw this, he sighed. “Wang Chonglu, you owe me your life.”

“What?” Wang Chonglu practically lost it.

What time does he think this is? He still hasn’t run, and now he’s talking complete nonsense! Is this kid insane?

But it was then that he saw Su Yi step into the air from afar.

Whoosh!

Sword qi streaked through the air, as radiant as if it had been forged out of divine gold. Its searing brilliance thoroughly illuminated the entire stretch of sky.

It was as if a sun had risen out of the boundless waters of the Sea of Bitterness, illuminating everything around it.

Wang Chonglu’s pupils constricted, and his eyes stung.

A chill coursed through the silver-robed Jailer’s heart, and the look on his cold, indifferent face shifted. He’d just sensed an indescribable threat.

Without the slightest hesitation, he whipped around, put his full strength into his spear, and thrust.

Practically simultaneously, Su Yi’s slash descended.

Boom!

Heaven and earth trembled, and the sun and moon dimmed by comparison.

A torrent of destructive power swept outward, and throughout the surrounding ten-thousand-foot radius, the water churned, stirring up massive waves.

Beneath Wang Chonglu’s disbelieving gaze, the silver-robed wilder of that taboo, calamitous power of the Grand Dao was sent flying.

Before he’d even steadied himself, blood dripped from his mouth and nose.

Even his spear wailed and shook violently in his grip!

“This…” Despite his years of experience on the battlefield and despite having witnessed the ups and downs and worldly affairs, Wang Chonglu was struck dumb. He couldn’t even imagine how a young Spiritual Revolution Realm cultivator could wield such power.

Now that Su Yi had attacked, he naturally showed no mercy.

The silver-robed man had only just steadied himself when Su Yi appeared out of nowhere, raised his hand, and unleashed yet another dazzling streak of sword qi.

Like a god of the Dao of the Sword, tyrannical beyond limit!