"Senior… Senior Brother Yu… is dead?"
Ye Xun'er stared dumbfounded at the figure in white walking towards her, a deep, unmelting fear etched between her brows.
Originally, she thought that with her talent, while she might not be considered the absolute pinnacle in the Sacred Dynasty, she was definitely among the top tier. But after witnessing this Ling Clan heir today, she finally understood how vast the world truly was, vaster than the boundless ocean!
"Do you understand now?" Ling Xiao looked coldly at Ling Tian, whose expression was also somewhat dazed, a faint authority in his eyes.
"I…" Ling Tian remained silent for a long time, not because of Ling Xiao's reprimand, but because the combat prowess the latter had just displayed truly made him feel a sense of dread.
So, after enduring for seven years, he still hadn't caught up to his footsteps. No, he didn't even feel capable of looking up to him without great effort!
To be honest, at this moment, Ling Tian felt disheartened. His sword couldn't cut Ling Xiao. In fact, if the latter wanted to kill him, he wouldn't even need a second strike.
Ding. The Son of Fate doubts himself. Congratulations, Host, on obtaining 100 Luck Points and 1000 Villain Points.
Heh, it's time to show off again.
"Little brother, in this world, so-called good and evil aren't discerned with the eyes, but… felt with the heart. Sooner or later, you will stand at the pinnacle of the sword path. I only hope that on that day, you will no longer be as indecisive as you are now. A sword that doesn't slay enemies becomes meaningless. Hate me. Only hatred can grant you power."
"In principle, I should give you one of my eyes, to let you see the truth and illusion of this world. But right now, you aren't worthy."
"If you want to kill me, then work hard. Strive to become stronger. Strive to catch up to my footsteps!"
Having spoken, Ling Xiao gave Ling Tian a deep look, then turned his gaze to Ye Xun'er beside him.
"What's your name?"
"I… I'm Ye Xun'er…" Even though Ling Xiao had opposed the entire Ten Thousand Swords Holy Land today, seeing that calm, composed face now, Ye Xun'er couldn't muster a trace of anger. Everything he did was for his younger brother, Ling Tian. Someone like this, even as an enemy, deserved respect.
"Ye… Xun'er? A good name." Ling Xiao nodded with a warm, gentle smile, a far cry from the fierce and domineering demeanor he had just shown.
The surname Ye… truly worthy of being an ancient and noble surname.
"It's our first meeting, and I didn't prepare a gift. I have some Divine Artifacts here; pick a few for yourself." With a wave of his hand, the space in front of him suddenly bloomed with countless spiritual lights. Then, a hillock piled high with spiritual treasures appeared before everyone's eyes.
Simultaneously, a terrifying spiritual wind swept out, drawing brilliant heavenly rays and causing spiritual energy to resonate.
"This… this is…" All the Holy Land elders and disciples stared at the ground filled with spiritual treasures, their eyes nearly popping out of their heads.
Dammit! These treasures that Ling Xiao had tossed out like trash were actually all Divine Artifacts?!
Gulp! They had long known that Young Master Ling Xiao possessed many spiritual treasures, but they never imagined… this many! A rich second-generation heir!! A bona fide rich second-generation heir!!
Although disciples of major orthodox sects these days usually carried a few Divine Artifacts with them… This… Ling Xiao probably didn't even need to use his skills in a fight; he could just smash people to death with Divine Artifacts!
Heh. Showing off relies on parents. Winning people over… of course, relies on parents' wealth!
Before the great hall, the Holy Master of Ten Thousand Swords narrowed his eyes, unable to suppress a sigh in his heart. If he hadn't spoken up to warn earlier, the Yu Family Ancestor would likely have attacked Ling Xiao. But if a Divine King of his stature had actually attacked the Ling Clan heir, the entire Yu Family would probably have been wiped out. Among peers, elders traditionally don't interfere easily. That Yu Yuntian was truly a scoundrel. Not only did he cause the Ten Thousand Swords Holy Land to lose face, but he also nearly single-handedly brought about the destruction of the Yu Family.
"Ah." The Holy Land elders contained their anger but ultimately didn't dare say another word. The fault for today's matter lay first with their Ten Thousand Swords Holy Land. Though it was only a minor fault. But Yu Yuntian absolutely should not have provoked a demon like Ling Xiao. Of course, if not for Ling Xiao's background, anyone else who dared to kill within the Ten Thousand Swords Holy Land today probably wouldn't have left this sacred mountain alive.
When it came down to it, everyone wanted to show off. Why could some do it without dying, while you would die if you tried? Of course, it was because… your father wasn't strong enough!
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"This… I…" Ye Xun'er's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly as she hesitated, glancing at Ling Tian. At this moment, the latter was frowning lightly, his eyes full of wariness.
What scheme is this bastard Ling Xiao plotting? First, he helps me obtain the God-Slaying Ancient Sword, then he kills a Holy Land true disciple right in front of the Holy Master, and now he's showing favor to Senior Sister Ye… Something's wrong. He must be plotting something!! Could it be… he really has seen through my Sword Vein Divine Body and wants to… take it for himself? But… he could just kill me directly. Why go through all this trouble? And what exactly did mother say before she died? Could there be some hidden reason behind all this?
"Junior Brother Ling Tian…" Ye Xun'er called out softly, feeling at a loss. Only then did Ling Tian snap out of his thoughts. He shot a cold glance at Ling Xiao and said coldly, "Hmph, who knows what methods he used to seize these Divine Artifacts from others? They are filthy, blood-stained…"
Smack!
But before Ling Tian could finish, a figure flashed before his eyes, and he received a solid slap on the back of his head.
"It seems you didn't understand a single word I just said. What do you mean filthy and blood-stained? If you are strong, the entire world is yours. How can there be any talk of plunder?"
"You…" Ling Tian's face flushed red with anger as he glared hatefully at Ling Xiao.
So humiliating! In front of so many fellow disciples, he scolds me like a child?
"A support like you needs to be tough in a team fight. This Golden Feather Sacred Armor is something I… ahem, something a demon clan powerhouse tearfully gifted me. Take it. And this Heaven-Imprisoning Cauldron can trap space; it's quite good for imprisoning enemies and defense." Ling Xiao rummaged for a while, picked out a few top-tier defensive treasures from the pile of Divine Artifacts, and handed them to Ye Xun'er.
"My brother here has had a solitary nature since childhood and is the most unreasonable, seeing everyone as a villain. I'm to blame for being too strict with him. I'll trouble you, Junior Sister, to look after him more in the future."
"This…" Ye Xun'er hesitated slightly. The rumors didn't seem to match this. Since when had this Ling Clan heir become… so generous and gentle?
"Alright, it's getting late. I have matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave first." Ling Xiao waved his hand, storing the spiritual treasures on the ground, and looked up calmly at the Holy Master of Ten Thousand Swords.
This old man's expression seems a bit dark? I used your Ten Thousand Swords Holy Land's Dao Artifact to execute your Holy Land's rebellious disciple and stood up for your Holy Land's Holy Son. What are you dissatisfied about?! Dammit. Human hearts are truly complicated!
Ling Xiao snorted coldly and turned to walk down the mountain.
After all, this was a supreme orthodox sect; who knew if they had some demon-slaying grand array? If Hua Hua came out and triggered the sect's restrictions, Ling Xiao would be in tears.
Actually, he didn't have much fondness for demon dragons. His favorite was divine beasts… the White Tiger! But the system lottery only happened once, and acquiring a new mount required saving up Villain Points for a long time. So, for now, he'd make do. If he got the chance later to get a baby he liked, demon dragon meat… should be pretty good for hot pot.
Meanwhile, watching the figure gradually disappear into the distance, Ling Tian clenched his fists tightly. Besides coldness, a trace of indescribable confusion flickered in his eyes.
Little brother, if you want to kill me, then… work hard! You still look down on me like this! You've always looked down on me like this! Ling Xiao, one day, you will regret giving me so much love… no, so much… time to grow!