After leaving the main hall, Granny Feng took Xie Yutang into a quiet room.
The quiet room was simple but elegant, with a light screen spread across one side of the wall. The light screen clearly showed what was happening in the hall.
“Can you tell me what happened when you rescued Lin Xun?” asked Granny Feng.
Xie Yutang knitted his brows in deep thought and said, “Over a year ago, the empire star gazing platform Heavenly Seer deduced that a peerless treasure would appear in the Great Three Thousand Mountains so I went to search for it alone…”
He recounted how he rescued Lin Xun and Xia Zhi and he didn’t hide anything. He felt there was no need to conceal such a trivial matter.
“You mean a brute warrior was hunting down him and the little girl?” Granny Feng’s eyes glinted.
“Correct. I was also surprised at the time. I thought the brute warrior had appeared in the Great Three Thousand Mountains for the peerless treasure. But after thinking about it, I also find it very strange.”
Granny Feng nodded, a ruminative look crept to her face. “Based on your observations, is there anything unusual about Lin Xun?”
Xie Yutang shook his head, “At that time, he was very unremarkable. He was just at the second layer True Martial Stage and was no different from a country boy.”
Granny Feng seemed to have captured valuable information as a cold glint flashed in her eyes. “Around one year ago, he was at the second layer True Martial Stage, but he now possesses a cultivation base of the Human Dipper Stage. His speed of progress is unbelievable.”Xie Yutang narrowed his eyes, realizing that something was indeed strange. Could I have saved a rare cultivation genius back then?
Immediately after that, he scrunched his brows in puzzlement. Even if Lin Xun was extremely talented in cultivation, he isn’t as remarkable as many people in the empire. But Granny Feng, a cultivation master, is so interested in him. This is more strange.
Xie Yutang couldn’t help but ask, “Granny Feng, could you have found something unusual about the kid?”
Granny Feng shifted her cloudy eyes to the light screen. As he watched the youngster drinking in the center of the hall by himself, an indescribably complex expression crossed her face. “It’s nothing. I just think the boy resembles someone I know.”
Xie Yutang frowned. He didn’t think that was the real reason.
Granny Feng shook her head. “It seems like I was thinking too much about this.”
Xie Yutang nodded and said nothing else.
He had no interest in Lin Xun as he was just an apprentice of a rune master in Haze City. Lin Xun was nothing special to Little Sword Lord Xie Yutang.
At that moment, the light screen clearly presented the conflict between Huang Jianxiong and Lin Xun, attracting the attention of Granny Feng and Xie Yutang.
The two didn’t find it surprising. They had seen similar situations happen many times before. It was nothing more than a dispute between youngsters.
However, Lin Xun’s strong response did surprise Granny Feng and Xie Yutang. They had never thought that the apprentice of Master Xun would have such courage.
When they heard that Wen Mingxiu and the others admit they were inferior to Lin Xun, they realized that Lin Xun wasn’t just an ordinary apprentice of Master Xun. At least, in terms of strength.
Of course, the two still reckoned that Lin Xun would lose to Huang Jianxiong if a battle truly broke out.
After all, Huang Jianxiong was the son of a rich family, sohis strength was unquestionable. At least, he was considered one of the best among the Human Dipper cultivators.
However, what happened next made Granny Feng And Xie Yutang widen their eyes in shock again. Lin Xun defeated Huang Jianxiong with just two punches!
“What a powerful fist art. It’s clearly been thoroughly tempered through countless bloody battles. It has its own unique force!” remarked Granny Feng.
“Indeed. The fighting style is very unique. It seems to be somewhat similar to the training methods of Blood Kill Camp."
“It’s simple, direct and capable of defeating enemies in one blow. It is impossible to develop such a fighting style without tempering it through countless bloody battles.”
Granny Feng glanced at Xie Yutang in astonishment, “You also know about Blood Kill Camp?"
Xie Yutang nodded without saying anything.
At that moment, Granny Feng’s face grew overcast, “Mind-Piercing Blood Crossbow! Huang Jianxiong has guts!”
……
In the main hall.
The atmosphere was deathly silent, and only Huang Jianxiong was grinning sinisterly.
The aristocratic clan descendants all scrunched their brows while Wen Mingxiu and the others felt a chill in their hearts.
Mind-Piercing Blood Crossbow!
It was a famous killing weapon that the Divine Workshop made. It was known for its fierceness and power. However, it was a very rare weapon and not many had been produced due to its troublesome process and the precious and rare rune materials it required.
Such an aeth tool was worth at least ten thousand gold coins and it was so rare that it couldn’t even be bought with money.
Who would have thought that Huang Jianxiong would ruthlessly bring out the Mind-Piercing Blood Crossbody during the dispute?
Lin Xun was standing upright in the same place. He seemed to be still alive, but everyone knew that Lin Xun’s spirit would no doubt explode after the mind-piercing needles struck him. He was no different from dead!
Although Wen Mingxiu, Qi Yunxiao, Yuan Shu and the others hated Lin Xun to the bone, they weren’t happy to see him killed in such a way, especially by an aristocratic clan descendant.
They thought about the warning from the elders of their clan a few days ago. They also thought about the mysterious black glory note.
However, for the aristocratic clan descendants from the Forbidden City, Lin Xun’s death was insignificant. It was just that Huang Jianxiong’s ruthlessness did surprise them.
Only Huang Jianxiong looked very content. Grinning sinisterly, he strode forward and stood beside Lin Xun. His sinister grin turned to a triumphant smile as he said, “If I don’t kill a bastard like you then what about my face? It’s ridiculous that you think you can suppress me with Granny Feng’s name!”
As he was speaking, he swung his hand to slap Lin Xun’s face. He wanted to humiliate Lin Xun further even after he died.
However, before his fingers had touched Lin Xun’s face——
Lin Xun’s eyes sprang open!
His dark and deep eyes were filled with a chilling indifference.
Huh?
Huang Jianxiong’s countenance dramatically changed. He was about to withdraw his hand when he felt his wrist snap. He grimaced in pain.
Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief. Lin Xun didn’t die after being struck by the mind-piercing needles?!
Then, Lin Xun lifted up Huang Jianxiong’s body and slammed it to the ground.
Bang!
The ground quaked. Huang Jianxiong came into close contact with the solid floor. Blood spurted out from his nose and mouth and his body produced crackling noise. It was unknown how many bones he had broken.
Everyone trembled all over. From the sound, they knew how painful it was for Huang Jianxiong.
“Nonsense! I, a lofty young master, should be the one killing you!”
Huang Jianxiong screamed, his voice full of malice.
At that moment, Lin Xun was completely infuriated. On the outside, his face was calm and indifferent, but murderous intent was surging wildly in his heart.
If he hadn’t coincidentally activated the Little Divine Meditation Art to counter the effect of the mind-piercing needles, the consequences would have been much disastrous.
In other words, this was the first time during this dispute that Lin Xun felt his life under threat. Lin Xun wouldn’t show mercy to someone who wanted to kill him!
Bang!
Lin Xun grabbed his opponent’s body and hurled him to the ground once again. Huang Jianxiong let out another anguished scream. His entire body twitched violently. Foam gathered around his mouth and his eyes rolled up to his head. He immediately fell unconscious.
Lin Xun was about to continue when many of the aristocratic clan descendants roared, “Stop!”
However, Lin Xun ignored them all. He again lifted up Huang Jianxiong’s body. Huang Jianxiong’s life would be in danger if Lin Xun struck again.
Ashen-faced, many aristocratic clan descendants rushed over to stop him.
Even Wen Mingxiu, Qi Yunxiao and others felt their scalps numb. They couldn’t sit still. The consequences would be equally serious for them if Huang Jianxiong, an aristocratic clan descendant, died!
Shua!
At that critical moment, an azure-robed figure appeared out of thin air with a flash. At the same time, the tip of an azure sword was only one inch away from pressing into Lin Xun’s throat.
The tip of the sword was as blue as the ocean and filled with bright and pure qi. Although the tip of the sword was motionless, goosebumps spread across Lin Xun’s throat.
Lin Xun didn’t dare to move.
He looked at the person in front of him. It was Xie Yutang!
Xie Yutang’s face had a cold indifference and there seemed to be wisps of sword light roaming in his eyes. He exuded a terrifying imposing bearing like a peerless sword towering into the sky.
“Let him go.” Xie Yutang’s voice was incredibly calm yet contained unquestionable authority.
Lin Xun had no doubt that Xie Yutang would pierce his throat if he dared to disobey.
Everyone in the hall breathed a sigh of relief. The aristocratic clan descendants were even more relaxed. When they looked at Lin Xun, hatred and contempt filled their eyes.
Lin Xun silently stared at Xie Yutang, his jet-black eyes calm and tranquil. No one knew what sort of anger and hatred were swirling inside them.
In the end, Lin Xun suddenly smiled and said, “Fine, I’ll do it. You saved my life back then and I must repay this favor.”
As he was speaking, he tossed away the unconscious Huang Jianxiong.
Xie Yutang uttered coldly, “Remember, since I can save you, I can also kill you. I hope you don’t try to challenge my limit. If a little insignificant ant bites off more than he can chew, he will bring fatal disasters to himself!”
He sheathed his sword, turned around, and returned to his seat without taking another glance at Lin Xun.
Lin Xun smiled and then he seated himself like nothing had happened. He stroked his throat and saw a bead of crimson blood on his fingertips.
It was a wound caused by Xie Yutang’s sword qi. Although it had only pierced his skin and he didn’t feel any pain, in his eyes, the bead of blood was incredibly glaring.
He put his finger to his lips and licked it. The blood spread across the tip of his tongue like a mark being engraved in the bottom of his heart. Lin Xun would never forget that feeling in his life!