Chapter 47 - Are You Kidding Me? (1/2)

Chapter 47: Are You Kidding Me?

‘I’m not worried about ’s thought

Although he knew killing Lin Yun would bring forth much trouble, he had no re to threaten him Lin Yun did not hurt the old man and he even had the Queen of Flowers keep his father co was determined to kill Lin Yun

Lin Yun was cruel and wild—the way he hu of Swords was indicative of his nature Who knehat Lin Yun would do after losing this fight?

Therefore, Fang Lang decided murder was the best solution

He pulled out the sword—Lin Yun’s lifeless body fell onto the ground Rain watered his corpse as blood led with the puddles

Warmth slowly seeped out of the body The cold rain took whatever heat that was left, leaving an icy corpse

As a precaution, Fang Lang raised his sword and sliced off Lin Yun’s head

He breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Lin Yun’s mutilated corpse There was not an inch left unscathed and the head was severed fro killed in this strange world—first, but definitely not his last

Cultivation was not a sentimental practice

…

Silence filled Chunmei Courtyard

There was only the sound of raindrops striking the ground

The tall and sturdy figure studied Lin Yun’s fallen body, disbelief on his face

Lin Yun was dead

A fifth-grade sword master was killed by a sword disciple

Lin Yun becaiants—the Jiang family and the third prince The whole incident was somewhat comical in a dark humor sort of way

The tall and sturdy man was frozen He did not expect an outcome like this

Lin Yun had confidently said he would win The man had no reason to doubt him—Lin Yun had always delivered

Without any Imperial Examination qualifications, Lin Yun was accepted by the third prince as an aide He was a young upstart who had access to plenty of cultivation resources thanks to the third prince As long as Lin Yun stood out in the Ione places

However, Lin Yun went nowhere… Instead, he laid dead in Luojiang City, dead at the hands of a nameless teen

Whoosh!+

The tall and sturdy figure’s sword hand tre!”

The Scholarly Sword Master blocked him!

Mentor Wen effortlessly drew a thin sword With a wave, countless bright lights forhout the courtyard,all the raindrops explode

The tall and sturdy figure took a step back with a pained expression

He would be punished for Lin Yun’s death

Donglu’s God of Blades and the third prince would not forgive hi Lang His eyes were burning with rage and he looked as if he wanted to s Fang Lang whole

In the rain, Fang Lang leaned on the Bloolanced at the furious man and smirked

‘Stare all you want Lin Yun was the one who traveled all the way here to experience death It’s none of my problem I’m just here to fulfill your wish’

Mentor Wen was taken aback by the event He was pensive as he studied Lin Yun’s pitiful corpse

Secret technique!

That graceful y lotus flower re’s attack carried so style

The boy not only earned the right to wield the Bloo Lotus Sword, he even learned the secret technique?

Was it a natural progression to acquire the secret technique after owning the sword?

“Wen Ting! Hand hiritted teeth He had a deranged look about him

Umbrella in hand, Mentor Wen interrupted without hesitation “And give upme?”

He advanced as he spoke

The sword in his hand shot out It floated on its own accord andsound The vibration pierced the raindrops

Mentor Wen reached out and gestured—one sword became ten

Ten swords hovered in the air with the tips pointing doards Their cries echoed

A unique aura emanated fro around his body

In the courtyard, Fang Lang held his sword and stared wide-eyed at Mentor Wen In an instant, their surroundings were filled with an iy

The rain transfored themselves around Mentor Men

“Fourth-class sworduttered

This was the first ti the sword intent realm

He was enchanted by the scene Tords appeared in his mind, ‘Fck yeah!’

Umbrella in hand, Mentor Wen looked like he was on a leisurely stroll, barring the ten hovering swords

“Fang Lang is my student It’s my responsibility to protect him Furthermore, death is always a possibility in a private duel between two cultivators, the Tang Dynasty’s laws have it clearly written Who are we to stand between thean, so who do you think you are? How dare you threaten me on my turf?”