Chapter 539: Training Camp, Establishing Authority

The flying ship ahead, if you want to enter the Central Immortal Realm, leave your passage fee!

An arrogant voice sounded from above the flying ship.

Su Yu's eyebrows twitched slightly: 'Good fellow, who's so arrogant, daring to block the Blade-Wielding Court's flying ship?'

Su Yu faintly smiled.

The Blade-Wielding Court is a top power in the Central Immortal Realm; daring to block its flying ship—isn't that just seeking death?

Su Yu's mouth curled up slightly: 'Interesting, let's go take a look!'

Su Yu stood up and slowly walked outside.

Not only Su Yu, but Xuan Kai and Hong Lian also came out one after another.

'Are you all just here to watch the show?'

Gantianlei's head poked out from the room, his eyes shining.

Everyone nodded.

'Take me with you!'

Gantianlei walked out of the room.

Everyone arrived on the deck.

Only to see, in front of the flying ship, several small black flying ships were docked.

On each of those flying ships stood a black-clothed person.

On the chest of the black-clothed people's clothing was engraved a pattern of a black lotus.

The leading black-clothed person was especially arrogant, emanating a powerful aura.

He was actually a powerhouse at the peak of the Law Realm.

'The flying ship from over there, if you want to enter the Central Immortal Realm, obediently pay the passage fee, or else... humph!'

The black-clothed person coldly smiled at the flying ship.

Su Yu and the others' eyebrows twitched; they had never seen such an arrogant person.

You know, even if all the forces of the Four Great Domains combined, they wouldn't dare provoke the Blade-Wielding Court.

Not even just an elder of the Blade-Wielding Court.

Yet this gang actually set their sights on the Blade-Wielding Court's flying ship—how brave!

Zhuanglao's figure appeared beside everyone, his aged voice sounding.

'These people are space bandits.'

'Space bandits?'

Everyone looked at Zhuanglao in confusion.

Zhuanglao explained: 'So-called space bandits are merely a group of bandits active in the space between the Central Immortal Realm and the Four Great Domains.'

'They make a living by robbing passing flying ships, but these guys also have a code among thieves; as long as you honestly give them some passage money, they'll let you pass.'

'Unless you encounter some ruthless characters, not only must you leave passage money, but even your life.'

Zhuanglao said lightly.

Honglian wrinkled her cute little nose: 'These guys obviously have such strong cultivation, yet they still do this—truly hateful.'

Zhuanglao smiled gently: 'Little girl, these people are those who can't survive in the Central Immortal Realm or the Four Great Domains, so they make a living here. Do you think they're all good people?'

'It's just that they offended some people, dare not return to their original homes, and going elsewhere they don't know if they can survive, so they came here.'

'This place is basically ungoverned, so here they can actually live rather comfortably.'

Everyone understood, nodding.

And the leading black-clothed middle-aged man seemed to have grown impatient, speaking irritably.

'I'm talking to you, didn't you hear me?'

'Obediently hand over the passage money—one hundred Upper Grade Grand Dao Stones each—and we'll let you pass!'

Upon hearing this, Zhuanglao's smile gradually faded.

'Who among you will go up and wipe them out?'

'A mere space bandit dares to sully my Blade-Wielding Court!'

Zhuanglao gave a cold snort.

Zhuanglao's temper is actually quite good, but that doesn't mean anyone can do as they please on his head.

As a Venerable Realm powerhouse, he could easily suppress this group with one hand.

'Hehe, leave it to me!'

A Blade Wielder crouched on the deck and chuckled.

The next moment, that Blade Wielder's figure instantly vanished.

When he reappeared, he was already in front of the leading middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man's pupils shrank sharply, staring in shock at the Blade Wielder who had suddenly appeared before him.

'You...'

The middle-aged man seemed to want to say something more, but before he could speak, that Blade Wielder gave a light smile.

Su Yu looked over, not even seeing when he made his move.

He only saw a flash of blade light.

A white radiance burst forth between heaven and earth.

Buzz—buzz—buzz!!!

The whole world seemed to turn into that sole white radiance.

The middle-aged man at the very front, a peak Law Realm expert, had his body instantly cleaved in half; behind him, several small black flying ships.

Furthermore, under this blade, it was instantly shattered.

Boom—!!

The spaceship exploded, accompanied by wave after wave of miserable cries.

One blade!

Just a single blade instantly killed many space bandits.

Even some space bandits with slightly weaker cultivation didn't even get to cry out before their bodies and souls were annihilated.

Su Yu witnessed all this, his pupils contracting slightly.

"So strong!"

With Su Yu's soul power, he could naturally sense the cultivation level of this blade-wielder.

It should be the late-stage Law Realm cultivation.

And that space bandit was a genuine peak Law Realm powerhouse.

Its realm was one level higher than that of the blade-wielder.

They were all instantly killed by a single blade.

After doing all that, the blade-wielder leisurely returned to the spaceship, saying disdainfully.

"These space bandits are just too weak; even a peak Law Realm cultivator is like tofu, shattering with a single blade."

Zhuang Lao lightly said, "Come on, these petty space bandits haven't undergone system training; they only have simple cultivation, which amounts to nothing."

The blade-wielder, after being lectured by Zhuang Lao, wasn't angry, just gave a hehe laugh.

At this moment, Zhuang Lao looked at everyone and gave a light smile.

"Did you see that? This is the blade-wielder of my Blade Execution Court."

"After entering the Blade Execution Court, Su Yu, you four, if you want to officially become blade-wielders, you still need three months of training; only after the training ends can you be considered true blade-wielders."

"In our Blade Execution Court, every blade-wielder is forged through countless trainings and life-and-death battles. In the same realm, there are basically none who can compare with our blade-wielders!"

A hint of pride appeared on Zhuang Lao's face.

Su Yu felt somewhat moved.

Indeed, from the instant that blade-wielder made a move just now, Su Yu sensed that this group was not ordinary.

For a moment, Su Yu's yearning to become a blade-wielder grew stronger.

More so, it was a yearning for increased strength.

After a brief disturbance, everyone returned to their rooms.

There are many space bandits in this region, but most of them will ignore us because they recognize the Blade Execution Court's banner.

Just like before, those space bandits without eyes are only a minority.

Aside from that one time, we basically encountered no disturbances along the way.

Moreover, Su Yu also saw some other space-shuttling spaceships, but the people on those ships, after seeing the Blade Execution Court's banner,

they all fled far away, not even daring to disturb us.

It was as if they were afraid.

For a moment, Su Yu became even more curious about the Blade Execution Court.

"Blade Execution Court, what role does it actually play in the Central Immortal Domain?"

Su Yu pondered this slightly in his heart.

Several hours passed.

The spaceship trembled slightly, the space ahead was torn open, revealing what lay within.

The spaceship plunged headfirst into that space.

This scene was somewhat familiar to Su Yu; when he first entered the Azure Dragon Heaven-Earth, it was the same.

Even the Azure Dragon Hall could separate a small pocket dimension; as a faction's territory, the Blade Execution Court could naturally do so easily.

Even, its range is vaster than that of the Azure Dragon Heaven-Earth.

Upon entering the space, the first thing that comes into view are rows of golden-yellow palaces, each topped with a golden war blade statue.

At the center of countless golden palaces, a golden war blade hovers silently in place.

Su Yu looked and instantly recognized that this war blade was the Holy Blade he had once held.

However, the Holy Blade seemed not to sense Su Yu's aura, remaining completely still.

Or perhaps something is blocking the Holy Blade's perception.

"Everyone, welcome to the Blade Execution Court!"

Zhuang Lao's voice echoed throughout the spaceship.

Everyone hurried out of their rooms onto the deck, looking down at the rows of golden palaces below and exclaiming in awe.

Su Yu, meanwhile, quietly observed his surroundings; he wasn't particularly concerned with the so-called architecture, but rather wanted to know how to pass through the Blade Execution Court and return to the Myriad Races Continent.

At this moment, Su Yu suddenly noticed that the gazes of several blade-wielders around him toward him and his companions were somewhat different.

In those gazes, there seemed to be a hint of... pity, and compassion?

While Su Yu was still wondering, the spaceship suddenly dove downward, rushing sharply in a certain direction.

Beneath Su Yu's feet, a faint energy surged, allowing him to steady himself firmly.

Thud!

Soon, the spaceship crashed onto the ground, arriving at a square already packed with crowds of people.

Su Yu looked and saw that there were roughly two to three hundred people.

At this moment, the other people also reacted in turn.

"What place is this?"

"What are we supposed to do now?"

Everyone looked at the people on the square with puzzled expressions.

Zhuang Lao's voice rang in the ears of the ten people.

"The first step into the Blade Court is to complete its intensive training; after the training ends, official Blade Practitioners may bear a blade. Prospective Blade Practitioners may undergo assessment!"

Su Yu's eyebrows lifted slightly as he looked around, yet he could not find any sign of Zhuang Lao or the twelve Blade Practitioners.

They had vanished without anyone noticing.

"Young Lord, what should we do next?"

Gan Tianlei and his group gathered around Su Yu.

At some point they had already taken Su Yu as the backbone.

Su Yu squinted his eyes and looked toward the square.

To be honest, Su Yu was also a bit bewildered; no news had been given before.

Hong Luan and the others also came up at this moment, looked at the two‑to‑three hundred people ahead, and said softly.

"These are all the people in this Blade Practitioner training? So many!"

Xuan Kai scratched his head and gave a goofy laugh, "These people are all so strong; there are several who are stronger than me."

Su Yu said calmly, "These are probably Heavenly Champions recruited by the Blade Court from the Central Immortal Realm. The Central Immortal Realm has far more resources than the Four Great Realms, so they cannot be compared with them."

"Let's go up first and see what's going on."

The group walked in.

However, on the square there were only this group of Heavenly Champions from various places, nothing else.

"What's going on? You just left us here and walked away?"

"Yeah, you talk about training but never say what the training is for—just messing with our minds, huh?"

Many Heavenly Champions began to complain.

They are Heavenly Champions from all major forces; when were they ever forgiven?

Naturally, their discontent grew.

At that moment, above the void, a space was suddenly torn apart.

Boom—Boom—Boom!!!

A booming roar sounded, and the space was ripped apart by an explosive force.

A middle‑aged man in silver armor stepped out.

A warblade was slung across his back.

He radiated a powerful aura.

Soon after, several figures in silver armor slowly emerged from the fissure.

Each was dressed the same: silver armor and a warblade.

Behind the silver‑armored ones followed more than ten figures clad in golden robes.

Su Yu was startled to see Zhuang Lao's figure among them.

The leading middle‑aged man stood before them, glared at the scattered Heavenly Champions below, and let out a cold snort.

"Hmph!"

The sound rang like a thunderclap across the Heavenly Vault.

In an instant the entire square fell silent.

Everyone turned their gaze toward the middle‑aged man in the sky.

"Let me say... I am the chief instructor of this Blade Practitioner training camp, also a Guardian of the Blade Court, Xiao Yun!"

Xiao Yun looked calmly at the people below, "The few beside me are also Guardians of the Blade Court; as for their names, you are not yet worthy to know them."

"As for the Elders behind us, you should already be familiar; I won't introduce them."

"Becoming a Blade Practitioner and earning a Blade Court weapon is not an easy matter."

"The first requirement is to pass the Blade Court's assessment!"

Xiao Yun looked down, "This time we have many trainees—328 people; last session we only had 100."

"So... before it ends, I will eliminate you one by one!"

A sinister smile spread across Xiao Yun's face.

At those words, several people's complexion changed slightly.

They hadn't expected there would be an assessment after entering the Blade Court.

Even Su Yu was taken aback.

"Now, any Holy Sword approval rating below three hundred is to be dismissed!"

Xiao Yun ignored the turmoil below and spoke on.

Soon, more than twenty people, looking timid, stepped forward.

Xiao Yun said calmly, "You... have been eliminated!"

At those words, the faces of the twenty‑plus turned pale instantly; someone complained, "On what grounds! We were already made prospective Blade Practitioners, and now you eliminate us—what do you think we are?"

Xiao Yun's expression remained calm as he said, "Just because I am a Guardian of the Blade Court! Just because I am an Imperial Realm strongman!"

A powerful wave surged from Xiao Yun, enveloping the entire square.

"Anyone who disagrees... I'll duel you one‑on‑one!"

After endless unconsciousness, Su Yu suddenly rose from the bed. Please,

He gulped fresh air, his chest trembling.

Confused and bewildered, a flood of emotions rose in his heart.

Where is this?

Afterwards, Shi Yu subconsciously observed his surroundings, then became even more bewildered.

A single-person dormitory?

Even if he successfully got rescued, he should now be in the ward.

And his own body… how could he have no injuries at all.

Filled with doubt, Shi Yu's gaze swept quickly across the room, finally settling on a mirror at the head of the bed.

The mirror reflected his current appearance, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a handsome look.

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Before, he was a handsome young man in his twenties with an extraordinary bearing, and had been working for a while.

But now, no matter how you look at it, this appearance is just that of a high school student...

This change left Shi Yu stunned for a long time.

Whatever you do, don't tell him the surgery was very successful...

His body and appearance have changed; this is fundamentally not a matter of whether or not he had surgery, but rather immortal arts.

He actually completely turned into another person!

Could it be… that he has time-traveled?

Besides the mirror placed at the head of the bed with obviously bad feng shui, Shi Yu also discovered three books nearby.

Shi Yu picked one up and looked; the title instantly left him silent.

《New Beast Keeper's Essential Breeding Manual》

《Postnatal Care for Pets》

《Guide to Evaluating Beast-Eared Girls of Different Species》

Shi Yu:???

The first two books' titles are fairly normal, but what's up with the last one?

"Cough."

Shi Yu's gaze tightened, he reached out, but his arm soon stiffened.

Just as he was about to open the third book to see what it was, his brain suddenly felt a sharp pain, and a flood of memories surged like a tide.

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