Chapter 1

Mancheng.

As the thousand mountains awoke, the morning clouds emerged from the peaks.

The wide streets of the city were already bustling with people early in the morning.

The shops on both sides were prosperous, and laughter could be heard continuously on the streets.

Recently, the Holy Mountain had come to select disciples, and this grand event made the entire city abnormally lively. Many young people were rubbing their hands in anticipation, eager to try their luck.

Many young men dressed in their finest, looking handsome and suave, feeling the adoring gazes of the women around them. Though they pretended to ignore the gazes, they secretly felt quite pleased.

"Go!"

Suddenly, the street became agitated, and the crowd surged as a group of black, tall horses galloped by, hooves kicking up dust, making the ground tremble. On their backs were figures with extraordinary auras.

These black, tall horses were robust, as if filled with explosive power, covered in large, black scales that gave them a metallic texture, making them appear particularly agile and extraordinary.

"Wow, those are Black Iron Dragon Horses, and the one in front is Young Master Song Wuqiu of the Song family!"

"Young Master Song Wuqiu is so handsome!"

"And there are White Jade Wolf Riders, with Young Master Mo Bufan in front!"

"The Green Spirit Demon Tigers have also appeared, and Young Master He San is here too!"

...

Then there were snow-white, agile and strong wolf beasts, and fierce green tigers with a predatory aura.

The crowd was in an uproar, and the ground shook from the powerful and fierce mounts.

Three teams with fierce auras, each led by a young man of about fifteen or sixteen years old.

Although the three young men were not very old, they all had extraordinary auras.

At this moment, these three young men seemed to be heading to a certain place, with hurried and fierce expressions.

Behind the three young men, there were also many young masters and young lords following, all with good auras, dressed in fine clothes, and clearly of high status.

"Young Master Song Wuqiu, Young Master Mo Bufan, Young Master He San, if any of them were to take a fancy to me, I would be so happy!" A young girl said with a starry-eyed look, her gaze dreamy.

"Forget it, with the status of Young Master Song Wuqiu and the others, how could they possibly take a fancy to you? I heard that Young Master Song Wuqiu and the others have already successfully built their foundations and are about to go to the Holy Mountain for cultivation!" A young man said, his eyes full of envy. If he could also become a martial artist and go to the legendary Holy Mountain, the young girls in Mancheng would definitely chase after him, allowing him to pick and choose.

At a bustling and lively street corner, a thin figure leaned against the wall, sitting on the steps with his legs spread wide. It was a young man of about fifteen or sixteen years old.

A coarse robe draped over his thin body, making it look oversized, with several holes in it.

The young man paid no attention to his attire, and he had a piece of dry grass in his mouth, looking rather carefree.

Watching the grand procession of people passing by, and the adoring gazes of the girls on the street, the young man's lips curled slightly, his eyes showing a hint of disdain. He muttered to himself, "Is this what being handsome is? If I had stayed in Mancheng, these little brats wouldn't even be a problem."

"Where are Young Master He San, Young Master Mo Bufan, Young Master Song Wuqiu, and all these big shots from Mancheng going so early in the morning?" Someone asked, puzzled. It was rare to see so many big shots from Mancheng, and today they all appeared together, looking hurried, which was confusing.

"The selection for the Holy Mountain is still three days away!"

"This is the direction out of the city. Could Young Master He San and the others be leaving the city?"

The street was filled with chatter, and the appearance of such big shots drew a lot of attention.

"Three years, it's been three years! I know where Young Master He San and the others are going!" Suddenly, someone shouted, his face full of excitement, as if he had just remembered something, drawing a lot of attention.

"Three years, I remember too. Today should be the day that troublemaker returns!"

"Heaven, is that troublemaker really coming back? The entire Mancheng will never have a peaceful day again!"

"He's not just a troublemaker, he's a perverted big sex fiend."

"Ah, that perverted big sex fiend does look good, but what a waste!"

"Hmph, he has to come back alive first. In the Manchu Demon Forest for three years, he's probably dead already!"

"No wonder Young Master He San, Young Master Song Wuqiu, and Young Master Mo Bufan all appeared. They must be going to the city gate to block that troublemaker!"

"All the young masters and young lords in Mancheng swore an oath three years ago. If that troublemaker could still be alive after three years and return to Mancheng, they would make sure he couldn't enter the city alive!"

"It looks like, whether he survives in the Manchu Demon Forest or not, he's probably dead anyway!"

The crowd was in an uproar, and people of all ages rushed to the city gate to watch the spectacle.

Seeing the bustling crowd, Su Yi felt helpless.

It was just a kiss and a hug, and now he had become a public enemy.

If it weren't for that girl beating him up in the street, he wouldn't have been bored and used some sedative, and everyone has their moments of ignorance.

Besides, he had already said he would take responsibility, so what more could they want?

"That little girl is the real troublemaker, a beauty that brings disaster, no doubt about it."

Su Yi muttered to himself. Just for this, Mo Bufan, He San, and Song Wuqiu, those little brats, actually made a blood oath. Beauty that brings disaster is indeed true.

"I'm too lazy to argue with a bunch of little brats."

Su Yi stood up, his tattered robe flapping, and he spat out the piece of grass in his mouth, whistling as he swaggered away.

A few girls passing by glanced at Su Yi, seeing his shabby and ragged appearance, they initially wanted to avoid him, but then they couldn't help but look at his face a few more times.

At fifteen or sixteen years old, Su Yi was much taller than he was three years ago.

After three years of inhuman training, although Su Yi's face was not fair, his features were very sharp, with long, fine eyebrows and bright eyes. His lean but tall figure, with a bronze complexion, exuded a special aura that the tattered robe couldn't hide.

This aura was complex, a bit proud and a bit rebellious, as if it came from within.

"Hmm, this guy is quite handsome, just a bit shabby."

"I feel like this guy looks a bit like that troublemaker."

A few girls whispered to each other as they passed by Su Yi.

"Huh, where did he go? He disappeared so suddenly."

When the girls tried to look back to confirm, they saw that the figure had vanished without a trace, leaving them puzzled, thinking they might have seen things.

The Su Family.

One of the top five families in Mancheng.

He, Su, Mo, Song, and Liu, these are the top five families in Mancheng, and also the five families that have practiced martial arts for generations.

In this world where the strong are respected and martial arts are flourishing, the five families have been the protectors of Mancheng for thousands of years.

The position of city lord has always rotated among the five families, but in the past hundred years, it has been held by the Liu family.

The Su Family, one of the top five families in Mancheng, has produced many strong martial artists over the generations.

Even today, when the name of Old Master Su Yuntian of the Su Family is mentioned, the entire Mancheng feels a sense of awe.

It is said that twenty years ago, when strong enemies invaded the Manchu Demon Forest and tried to seize Mancheng, the various families fought hard.

Just as the battle was at a stalemate, Old Master Su Yuntian, who was already over sixty at the time, led a team of elite soldiers from the Su Family, cutting a bloody path and slaying the enemy leader.

The memory of that battle is still vivid in the minds of the people of Mancheng, and the Su Family's reputation grew even more, earning the respect of the entire city.

However, fifteen years ago, from the day Su Yi was born, things began to change.

And three years ago, something Su Yi did finally made the entire Mancheng unable to tolerate it, and the city lord, Liu Yunyang, was furious.

In the end, Old Master Su Yuntian of the Su Family had to personally step in to protect his grandson, which finally calmed the storm.

The Su Family, with a large population, had a vast and magnificent complex of buildings.

But today, early in the morning, there were many furtive figures outside the grand gates of the Su Family.

These figures were closely watching the gates of the Su Family, as if observing something, not daring to blink, for fear of missing anything.

"Go!"

At the grand gates of the Su Family, a team with a fierce and powerful aura moved in unison, riding dark red, robust mounts that galloped away, hooves kicking up dust.

The guards of the Su Family on the mounts had sharp eyes and a sense of pride and arrogance.

Given the status of the Su Family in Mancheng, being a guard of the Su Family also brought a sense of pride beyond that of ordinary people.

"Move faster, or there will be trouble."

The leader of this team was a man in his forties, robust and agile, exuding a fierce aura. It was clear that he had spent many years living a life of danger.

This man was not an ordinary person. His name was Su Baihan. Although he was not a direct descendant of the Su Family, he held a high position within the family and was a well-known figure in Mancheng.

Twenty years ago, when Old Master Su Yuntian led a team of elite soldiers out of Mancheng, Su Baihan was one of them.

"Lord Han, why does the family want us to go and meet that person? If something goes wrong, with our status, we might not be able to handle Young Master Mo Bufan, Young Master Song Wuqiu, and the others." A man behind Su Baihan, riding a mount, asked, puzzled.