"Vice Commander?"
Su Yu followed the voice and flew forward a distance. Suddenly, the empty void ahead brightened. Out of nowhere, over a dozen flying ships of various sizes appeared, with guild members standing on them, centered around a fifth-level Spiritual Wing Flying Ship, at the front of which stood a familiar figure.
Compared to the stunning impression she left the last time they met, Chu Xinyue now appeared less gentle and more serious and capable.
"Where is this?"
He looked around in surprise.
At that moment, Chu Xiaoyu waved at him:
"Come over."
He flew onto the Spiritual Wing Flying Ship and immediately felt the gaze of hundreds turn toward him. The crowd exchanged whispers, some puzzled, evaluating, and somewhat surprised.
He solemnly cupped his fists and greeted them one by one:
"Sister Xiaoyu!"
"Commander."
"Brothers, I am Su Yu!"
Su Xiaoyu immediately introduced him to everyone:
"Su Yu, ranked in the top eight of last month’s examination, personally recruited by the commander recently, he is one of us."
The crowd suddenly understood, and their expressions softened significantly.
By now Chu Xinyue had retracted her gaze from the direction of the Chained Demon Stronghold, turned back to him, and said:
"There’s a guild mission here, to besiege and kill the leader of the Frostfire Guild’s fourth main force regiment, Li Yingshen. The basic reward is 100 guild contribution points, 20 points per kill, 50 for a squad leader, 100 for a mid-team leader. Would you like to participate?"
Su Yu immediately nodded:
"Of course I will participate!"
By now he had realized that there were over a thousand people on these flying ships, probably the elite of both the second and fifth squads of the second regiment, all brought together specifically to kill Li Yingshen.
This was certainly an opportunity to earn contribution points from the guild, how could he miss it?
As a newcomer, all the guild contributions he earned from events this year would be doubled, meaning the base reward alone would be 200 points, comparable to the reward from the monthly examination.
Upon hearing this, Chu Xinyue nodded and looked back, saying in a serious tone:
"I need twenty volunteers to lure Li Yingshen over here, it’s very risky, but the reward is 100 guild contribution points. Any volunteers?"
The moment she finished speaking, several people eagerly stepped forward:
"I’ll volunteer."
"Count me in."
In just a few seconds, nearly thirty young and spirited individuals stood up straight, eager to prove themselves like roosters vying for attention.
Su Yu glanced around and noticed that about half of them looked at Chu Xinyue with admiration in their eyes.
Chu Xinyue, having long been accustomed to it, nodded and said:
"It will be you. Please ensure your own safety."
"We won’t let the commander down!"
Everyone swiftly took to the air, flying in groups of two or three towards the Chained Demon Stronghold.
At this moment, Chu Xinyue’s beautiful eyes turned towards Su Yu and she asked lightly:
"Do you dare to take it on?"
Su Yu didn’t hesitate and replied:
"I’ll take it!"
"Good, it doesn’t matter how you do it, just lure him here."
"Wait for my message!"
Su Yu leaped into the air, turning into a streak of sword light ascending rapidly.
Meanwhile, the gray-haired middle-aged man standing next to Chu Xinyue asked:
"Do you have high hopes for him?"
Chu Xinyue nodded:
"Though his innate aptitude is average, his swordsmanship talent is extraordinary, enough to compensate for his shortcomings. Once he joins the Xuanzhen Immortal Sect and his Sword Dao talent is unleashed, there’s a chance he might even overcome a Celestial Tribulation in the future."
Upon hearing this, Hu Zhilin nodded and said:
"Indeed, Sword Immortals are extremely powerful and are among the best of their peers. With proper training, he could at least become a talent not inferior to Li Yingshen."
Across the mountains, a streak of sword light flew against the fleeing figures, quickly nearing the Chained Demon Stronghold.
The nearly thirty individuals who had set out earlier were already engaged with over a hundred members of the Frostfire Guild. Outnumbered, they were fighting while retreating.
Just as Su Yu arrived, a member of the Frostfire Guild spotted him, raised a hand, and a flash of white sword light shot towards him.
The sword light paused and dispersed, revealing Su Yu, who pointed a finger as his Ice Soul followed through, crossing blades in a rapid collision, and within a second, the white flying sword was deflected.
The Ice Soul sword light flashed and flew in front of that person, twisting the protective shield around them out of shape.
Before he could react, Su Yu raised a hand, sending the Purple Essence Qi Strength through the air, shattering the damaged shield, and the Ice Soul slashed around his neck, severing his head.
It was too quick, leaving no time for him to deploy his defense treasure.
"40 contribution points earned."
The corpse released spiritual light, forming into a loot orb, which was quickly retrieved by the sword light.
Nearby, several Frostfire Guild players were shocked, and after some commotion, closed in, releasing defense treasures to retaliate.
A bronze mirror rose, casting white light that immobilized Su Yu.
Another brandished a Fiery Flame Saber with a fierce slash, a blazing saber gang spanning over ten meters slashed above Su Yu, reducing his protective shield’s defense by approximately two thousand.
The third person shook a White Bone Black Banner, a black whirlpool appeared on the banner’s surface, a skull engulfed in magic flames flew out, expanding to the size of a round table in the wind, with black flames swelling from its flame-filled eyes, shooting two black lasers at Su Yu.
The last person threw a small seal that swiftly enlarged to the size of a house, descending like a meteor.
However, the immobilizing effect of the bronze mirror only lasted three seconds. After the two black lasers struck his protective shield, Su Yu regained his freedom, dodging sideways to avoid the large seal’s lock-on, as the Ice Soul flashed like a laser, striking the banner-wielding enemy, the immense force rocking him backward.
"Scattered Clouds!
The Ice Soul flickered, transforming into eight sword shadows that pierced downward.
Before the sword momentum was complete, he changed moves, the flying sword circled around, slicing down. The eight strikes virtually occurred simultaneously, reducing the magical treasure’s thirteen thousand defense power to just over two thousand.