Chaotic Sword Emperor

Chapter 57 – I'll teach you how to be a person!

"Did you just say...?" Su Mu's steps halted abruptly, his face changing dramatically as he stared intently at Kong Qing. Kong Qing, bewildered by the stare, stammered, "I-I said the soul-recovery elixir."

"Where did you throw the invitation? Go pick it up, now!"

"Huh?"

Seeing Su Mu's sudden intense reaction, Kong Qing was at a loss. Weren't they just saying they wouldn't attend? Why the sudden urgency for the invitation?

"Could it be for the soul-recovery elixir?" But what use was that? He had only heard about it from an apothecary.

"I'll go look for it." Though he didn't understand Su Mu's intentions, Kong Qing decided to search for the invitation. Rushing back to the Chaotic Wind Tunnel, he scanned the area but couldn't spot the invitation anywhere.

"Where did I throw it?" Kong Qing scratched his head. He had tossed it casually; had he known, he wouldn't have thrown it so far or at all.

"There it is!"

After searching for a while, he finally found the invitation, hurriedly picked it up, dusted it off, and handed it to Su Mu.

"Teacher."

Su Mu took the invitation, unable to suppress his excitement. The Mad Immortal Emperor had once told him that he urgently needed soul-recovery pills and herbs; otherwise, he might never wake up again. Now that there was a soul-recovery elixir, Su Mu was determined to obtain it at all costs!

The Mad Immortal Emperor was one of the most important people in Su Mu's life. Without him, Su Mu might have already died with his heart gouged out. He would never allow the last trace of the Mad Immortal Emperor's soul to vanish!

"I'm going to that banquet!"

"Alright, teacher, you go ahead and wait for me at the banquet. I'll get another invitation and join you right away!" Kong Qing didn't question why; he just nodded repeatedly and then turned to leave, fearing he'd miss the banquet if he delayed.

Su Mu tucked the invitation into his chest and rushed towards the fifth division dormitory. He was in a sorry state and needed to change his clothes first.

The fifth division dormitory was quiet at night, perhaps because classes would start tomorrow, or maybe everyone was avoiding thoughts of the banquet, so they had gone to bed early.

After taking a shower in the dormitory, Su Mu set off with the invitation.

The banquet was held on the first floor of the Martial House's Wenxuan Building.

The Wenxuan Building was used for various events, a distinct seven-story pagoda-like palace. Su Mu asked around and quickly found the banquet location, arriving swiftly at the Wenxuan Building.

Inside the Wenxuan Building, lights were blazing, and the first-floor hall was filled with various fruits and fine wines. New and old students were chatting happily.

The banquet was already halfway through.

Su Mu walked to the front of the hall, his gaze immediately drawn to the center where a three-tiered pagoda was displayed. On the first tier was a sword, the second tier held an ancient book, and the most eye-catching was the third tier, which had a delicate jade bottle!

That jade bottle must contain the soul-recovery elixir!

"Just in time."

"Su Mu!"

Just as Su Mu was about to step inside, a young man approached, pointing at him in disbelief and shouting.

"What are you doing here? This isn't a place for you!" The young man, a new student from the second division, was furious after seeing Su Mu, pointing at him and cursing.

"Get the hell out of here!"

A cold gleam flashed in Su Mu's eyes. As the young man charged at him, Su Mu grabbed his finger and twisted it hard!

"Crack!"

"Ah!" The young man screamed in pain, nearly dropping to his knees, his finger already broken!

"Didn't your parents teach you that pointing at people is rude? If they didn't, let me teach you!" Su Mu said coldly, kicking the young man in the knee. The young man fell to his knees in pain, his broken finger still held by Su Mu!

"Su Mu!"

The commotion immediately drew the attention of many in the hall. They all looked towards the entrance, and upon seeing Su Mu, the new students erupted in anger, rushing towards the door.

"Su Mu, what are you doing here? Get out!"

"The banquet never invited anyone from the fifth division, you shameless fool! Who let you in!"

"How dare you injure someone at the banquet! You're lawless!"

Su Mu's cold gaze swept over them, and the cursing new students fell silent, the fear from their previous encounters with Su Mu still fresh in their minds.

"Su Mu, let go!" An older student from the hall also approached, shouting.

"Su Mu, you openly injured someone. Come with me to the disciplinary office!" Another older student demanded.

"To the disciplinary office?" Su Mu sneered, lifting his hand, causing the new student to scream even louder.

"He started cursing at me the moment I arrived. Isn't it right to teach him a lesson?"

The older students' faces darkened. They couldn't argue with that logic.

"Even so, you weren't invited to the banquet. You shouldn't be here!"

"Right, the banquet didn't invite anyone from the fifth division. How dare you come here, you shameless fool!" With the older students backing them up, the new students became arrogant again.

"Trying to crash the banquet, with your trashy Fate Palace? You think you're worthy?"

Su Mu threw the new student aside and walked up to the most arrogant one.

"W-What do you want?" The new student backed away in fear as Su Mu approached, and the older students' eyes turned cold.

"Open your eyes and see what this is!" Su Mu pulled the invitation from his chest and threw it in the new student's face.

The new student caught the falling invitation, opened it, and his pupils shrank.

"An invitation?"

"Where did he get an invitation?"

"Who invited him?"

The crowd was in an uproar, questioning each other, but it was clear none of them had invited Su Mu.

"Did you steal this invitation?"

"Do you think you can crash the banquet with a stolen invitation?"

"If you don't explain, we'll take you to the disciplinary office tonight and charge you with theft!"

No one wanted to believe or accept that a fifth division student was attending the banquet. It was an affront to them, and they all denied the legitimacy of the invitation.

Su Mu frowned. If it weren't for the restorative elixir, he wouldn't have come even if invited.

"I invited him. Any objections?"

A cold voice rang out, and the crowd's expressions changed instantly. Who dared to oppose them?

"Who is it?"

"Who dared to send an invitation to a fifth division loser!"

"It was me!" Kong Qing walked in, his sharp gaze landing on the older student who had been shouting the loudest!

"Senior Kong!" The older student was so frightened he nearly collapsed!

"What, do you think I don't have the right to send an invitation?" Kong Qing walked up to the older student and asked coldly.

"Senior Kong, I-I didn't mean..." The older student was almost on his knees, knowing Kong Qing was a terrifying figure among the older students. If not for his obsession with swordsmanship delaying his cultivation, he would be far beyond the sixth level of the Transcendence Realm!

"Slap!"

Before he could finish, Kong Qing slapped him, knocking him to the ground. The older student clutched his red face, tears welling up in his eyes from the pain and humiliation.

"Do you think I don't have the right to send an invitation?" Kong Qing asked the crowd coldly.

They swallowed nervously, stepping back and shaking their heads. They didn't want to get slapped.

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Seeing no one dared to speak, Kong Qing snorted and turned to Su Mu, his face breaking into a smile. The crowd was stunned. Kong Qing, known as the cold-faced swordsman, was smiling? And at Su Mu, the so-called trash?

"Brother Mu, are you alright?"

Su Mu shook his head.

"Brother Mu, you don't need to be polite with them. Do we need their permission to attend the banquet?" Kong Qing said, snorting at the crowd.

The crowd flinched. This was their banquet, not Kong Qing's. But they didn't dare speak up; Kong Qing was not someone to mess with!

"Has Kong Qing lost his mind? Befriending someone like Su Mu?" Some older students frowned, unable to understand why Kong Qing was doing this.

"Hmph, degrading himself!" But they didn't bother to think further. If he wanted to associate with trash, so be it.

"Kong Qing, you're getting more and more arrogant. Do you think this banquet is your playground?" A cold voice rang out, and the older students made way as a young man in white strode forward, his aura pressing down on Kong Qing!