Chapter 48 - Do you want to die or live

“Die for me!”

Elder Can Jian stared intently at Ling Feng.

Not far beneath his feet lay the corpse of Di Jingtian, whose blood was flowing, pooling into puddles.

That crimson blood was fueling Elder Can Jian’s endless killing intent!

The surrounding Asking Immortal Sect Disciples changed color in fright, one after another.

The terrifying aura of killing intent that enveloped Elder Can Jian was almost tangible, far beyond anything these juniors had ever witnessed.

They retreated time and again!

The disciples of Asking Immortal Sect were trembling uncontrollably, one could only imagine what immense pressure Ling Feng was facing directly under Elder Can Jian’s killing intent.

However, from beginning to end, Ling Feng showed not a hint of fear; instead, he provocatively looked at Elder Can Jian and hooked his finger, “Old coot, cut the crap.

If you’re brave enough, slaughter me!”

“Die!”

Sword Qi swept through, wind gusts shooting in all directions!

A treasure sword as black as ink in Elder Can Jian’s hand started to tremble intensely.

His power was not on the same level as the deceased Di Jingtian at all; with one strike, the heavens and earth lost their color, the chilling Sword Qi was almost condensing into substance, erupting out like a ferocious storm of pear blossoms.

“Die for my disciple!”

Elder Can Jian roared violently.

To prevent anyone from intervening, he channeled all his strength into this strike.

Even Elder Qingyun would have only faced death if he met this attack.

Ling Feng felt a slight tingling in his scalp, such a formidable opponent was indeed not easily provoked, but he also had his own life-saving magic treasure!

The moment the Sword Qi rushed towards him, Ling Feng took out the Sect Leader Jade Token; a soft light flashed on the Jade Token, and golden Sword Qi burst out frenziedly.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Bang, bang, bang!

The two streams of Sword Qi nearly exploded right in front of Ling Feng, and soon, the golden Sword Qi completely overwhelmed Elder Can Jian’s black Sword Qi.

As the light gradually faded, only to see Elder Can Jian spewing a mouthful of fresh blood, flung backwards while Ling Feng remained motionless!

However, the palm holding the Sect Leader Jade Token was slightly sweating.

It was just a little bit, and Elder Can Jian’s Sword Qi might have taken his head off.

“Pfft!”

Elder Can Jian clutched his chest, lying on the ground like a dying dog, his pupils incredulously fixed on Ling Feng, “How is this possible?

What exactly happened?”

Ling Feng didn’t answer; he walked step by step towards Elder Can Jian and coldly said, “Do you want to die or live?”

Elder Can Jian trembled all over, looking at Ling Feng’s slightly smiling face, it was like staring at a devil from hell. Thᴇ link to the origɪn of this information rᴇsts ɪn NovᴇlFirᴇ(.)nᴇt

He was very clear, this youngster absolutely had the audacity to slaughter him.

Ling Feng was also helpless, he was normally a person who, if not offended, would not offend others, but if someone offended him, he would retaliate a hundredfold!

This Elder Can Jian wanted to kill him, and he definitely had reasons to kill him, but he was, after all, an Elder of Liuyun Sword Sect; under such scrutiny, if he killed an Elder of Liuyun Sword Sect, it would definitely ignite the fuse for a massive sect war.

Killing Di Jingtian could still be considered a sparring among peers, but killing an elder of the Liuyun Sword Sect had ignited an almost irreconcilable conflict.

How could he, as a member of the Wenxian Sect, act so recklessly without considering the consequences?

The surrounding elders, stewards, and a crowd of disciples all held their breaths, looking at Ling Feng, not daring to even breathe heavily.

Elder Qingyun’s face was as still as water, praying inwardly: This little crazy boy, please don’t mess things up!

Within the Immortal Trace Mountain Range, the Wenxian Sect, Liuyun Sword Sect, and Qiankun Sect stood in a triangular balance.

Should a conflict arise with the Liuyun Sword Sect, the Qiankun Sect would definitely sit back and watch, and regardless of whether the Wenxian Sect could defeat the Liuyun Sword Sect, the Qiankun Sect would certainly take advantage of the situation.

The Wenxian Sect could potentially vanish from the Sect World.

“I…

Ithink, I want…

to live…” Elder Can Jian bowed his head, looking like a dog who had lost its home.

For such an esteemed elder to suffer such a great loss at the hands of a junior in the Qi Condensation Realm was an utter humiliation.

“Hmm, you’ve chosen wisely,” Ling Feng said, his gaze emotionless, coldly regarding Elder Can Jian, “Well then, let’s do everything according to the rules.”

“What rules?” Elder Can Jian asked gravely.

“You brought your disciple to challenge me, and now that he has lost, according to the agreement, the Upper Grade Xuan Artifact and the high-level Yellow swordsmanship should be given to me, right?” Ling Feng said with a faint smile, revealing a row of white teeth.

However, this smile, in the eyes of Elder Can Jian, was more detestable than the devil himself.

Having killed his own disciple, and now demanding the treasure sword and Sword Manual, there was no one more shameless in the world than him.

“I’ll give it, I’ll give!” Elder Can Jian admitted defeat, taking out a long sword and a yellowed Sword Manual from the Space Spirit Ring, and said resentfully, “Here are the items you demanded.”

“This sword?” Ling Feng examined the Upper Grade Xuan Artifact produced by Elder Can Jian.

Although it emitted a chilling light and intense Sword Qi, it was still far inferior to the pitch-black treasure sword in Elder Can Jian’s hands.

“The Upper Grade Xuan Artifact is too precious, I won’t bully you over it, I’ll just take that piece of black scrap metal in your hands,” Ling Feng said, and without any further discussion, snatched the treasure sword from Elder Can Jian’s hands, and then took another Sword Manual.

“I!

I!” Elder Can Jian was so furious he almost spat blood; his own Sword named “Mo Yuan” was also an Upper Grade Xuan Artifact, but after over a decade of painstaking forging, it was nearly at the threshold of becoming a Treasure.

Even ten Upper Grade Xuan Artifact swords could not be exchanged for one Mo Yuan Sword!

“What?

You think that’s still not enough?” Ling Feng grabbed the Upper Grade Xuan Artifact as well, chuckling sinisterly, “I didn’t expect an elder of the Liuyun Sword Sect to be so polite.

I’ll happily accept these gifts—feel free to visit the Wenxian Sect again anytime!”

After speaking, Ling Feng, one sword in each hand and the secret manual tucked under his arm, left Elder Can Jian behind like a dead dog and strutted towards the direction of Little Bamboo Peak.

With a high-level Yellow Sword Manual now in his possession, he didn’t need to borrow any secret manuals from the Scripture Pavilion anymore; this trip had been extremely rewarding!

“You little brat!”

Elder Can Jian’s heart was howling in fury, and overcome by rage, he spat out another mouthful of fresh blood.

The surrounding disciples, looking at Elder Can Jian on the ground and then at Ling Feng’s departing figure, all twitched at the corners of their mouths.

This Elder Can Jian was indeed pitiful—his disciple was dead, he was grievously injured, and now he was left in such a state…

Ling Feng was truly someone not to be provoked!

In an instant, many people regarded Ling Feng as the most dangerous person to provoke.

At that moment, several elders from the Main Peak finally arrived late, with Lee Liang among them.

Lee Liang, seeing a dead disciple of the Liuyun Sword Sect on the ground and a bleeding elder from the Liuyun Sword Sect, furrowed his brows deeply, “What on earth happened here?”

Elder Qingyun shook his head with a bitter smile and slowly started, “Senior Brother Lee, the situation is like this…”