Chapter 208: My Name is Lin Wudi!
ROAR!
The Thunder Dragon howled, and between the sea and sky, lightning flashed and an overwhelming draconic might surged forth. The sheer pressure made everyone’s legs go weak, nearly forcing them to their knees.
"That’s... an actual dragon..."
"Master Lin is too formidable! He can command Thunderbolts, and he’s even more powerful than Daoist Master Yunxu!"
"Is there anything Master Lin can’t do?"
"A heaven-sent genius! Utterly monstrous!"
Amidst the discussions, Lu Tong and his men’s expressions changed drastically, their hearts trembling with shock. This Master Lin... he’s a Grandmaster capable of miracles! To think that the esteemed True Immortal of Thunder Law from the Celestial Master Mansion was so thoroughly defeated that he had to flee... If word of this gets out, the Celestial Master Mansion will lose all face!
A clear voice spread in all directions. "Yun Xu, isn’t it a bit late to think of escaping?" With that, the Thunder Dragon closed in on Yun Xu at a terrifying speed.
ROAR!
The Thunder Dragon roared, about to coil around its prey.
"No!" Yun Xu screamed in horror, finally gripped by fear. "Mr. Liu, save me!"
The moment his voice fell, a figure shot from the shore, throwing a punch meant to repel the Thunder Dragon.
"How dare you, beast!" A furious blast of True Yuan erupted, striking the Thunder Dragon.
"Hm?"
The Thunder Dragon didn’t budge an inch. Instead, it opened its maw and spat out a blinding bolt of lightning that instantly struck the attacker.
PFFT!
A spray of blood erupted as the figure scrambled back, landing on the river’s surface with an ashen face.
It was Lu Tong, Helmsman of the Jiangling Martial Alliance.
He rubbed his scorched and numb arm, his heart overcome with fear. If I had been even the slightest bit careless, that lightning would have killed me.
"Master Lin, you’ve gone too far!" Lu Tong glared at Lin Mu, his eyes filled with venomous resentment. "You’ve already won, so why must you be so ruthless? Do you want to start a fight to the death with the Celestial Master Mansion?" His words carried a veiled threat.
The Dragon Tiger Mountain Celestial Master Mansion was a long-renowned power in the Huaxia Martial Arts World. It had countless experts under its banner and held a significant position within the Martial Alliance.
Lin Mu looked at Lu Tong, his gaze cold. "What? Are you trying to stop me?"
"You..." Lu Tong, not expecting such a response, grew even more irritated. He snorted coldly. "Master Lin, I admit you’re strong, but do you truly believe you’re invincible?"
Lin Mu’s tone was as flat as ever. "At least, killing you wouldn’t be difficult." As the words left his lips, he attacked.
He brought two fingers together and swiped them through the air before him, causing a powerful sword intent to materialize between heaven and earth.
"Master Lin, you dare!" As Lin Mu made his move, Liu Xiu’s face changed dramatically, and he cried out in fear.
Lu Tong was his man, and Liu Xiu himself had many dealings with the Celestial Master Mansion. This trip to River City was less about persuading Lin Mu to surrender and more about putting pressure on him. Naturally, he intervened to stop Lin Mu from killing anyone.
Unfortunately, Lin Mu didn’t even spare him a glance. With a sweep of his fingers, a sharp sword intent burst forth, roaring toward Lu Tong.
Lin Mu murmured softly, *"The ocean boils to wine; one sword illuminates Jiuzhou!"* The sword intent then burst forth with magnificent radiance.
"Damn it!" Lu Tong screamed. Not daring to face the attack, he scrambled to retreat. His speed was considerable, but it was no match for the sword intent.
PFFT!
The sword intent flashed past Lu Tong’s body, severing an arm.
"Ah, my arm!" Lu Tong clutched his stump, his face twisted in pain. How can he be this powerful? A single strand of sword intent, and I was left so helpless, completely unable to resist...
"I’ve taken your arm as a warning to others," Lin Mu said arrogantly, his hands clasped behind his back. "Of course, if you’re not convinced, you’re welcome to seek revenge."
"I..." Lu Tong’s body trembled, his face pale. He bowed his head bitterly. "I... I wouldn’t dare."
Lu Tong actually surrendered? The crowd was in an uproar, yet they also felt it was to be expected. In the face of such a powerful Master Lin, who would dare to stand against him?
"Since you don’t dare, then get lost." Lin Mu gave Lu Tong one last, deep look before turning and walking slowly toward Yun Xu.
"What... what are you doing?" Yun Xu trembled uncontrollably as Lin Mu approached. Gone was his previous air of an otherworldly immortal; he was now just a pathetic, disheveled mess.
"Yun Xu, you have truly disappointed me." Looking at Yun Xu, Lin Mu slowly shook his head. Yun Xu seemed to have decent strength, but he couldn’t take a real hit. I haven’t even used a fraction of my power, and he’s already defeated. It’s almost disappointing.
"You..." Yun Xu was seething with shame and anger, but he was utterly outmatched. With the Thunder Dragon circling nearby, escape was impossible. Taking a deep breath, he said, "Master Lin, I have lost. I admit my skills are inferior. From now on, I acknowledge your status as a Grandmaster in the Martial Arts World. Let us write off the grudge between us!" He hoped these words would be enough to save his life.
"If you’ve lost, then you die," Lin Mu said with a faint smile, preparing to strike.
"You dare!" Yun Xu cried out in alarm. "I am the junior brother of the Celestial Master Mansion’s Heavenly Master! If you kill me, you won’t live to see another day!"
"The Celestial Master Mansion? I don’t give them a second thought." Lin Mu’s expression was haughty, his eyes glittering with battle intent. If the Celestial Master Mansion dares to come for me, then we’ll fight!
"You..." Yun Xu was so enraged he was speechless.
"Enough!" At that moment, Liu Xiu’s boat drew near. He looked down at Lin Mu and said, "Master Lin, I acknowledge your skill. But can you do me a favor and spare Yun Xu this once?"
"Mr. Liu, save me!" Seeing Liu Xiu, Yun Xu clung to the hope like a drowning man to a lifeline, crying out for help.
"The Military Department’s Liu Xiu? He came too!" Seeing Liu Xiu, Jiang Yawei’s expression changed slightly, his face growing solemn.
"Grandpa, who is Liu Xiu?" Jiang Mingyue asked curiously.
"Little one, if you ever meet him, remember to address him as Mr. Liu. His position in the Martial Alliance is quite high," Jiang Yawei advised.
"Oh," Jiang Mingyue said. "Can he stop Master Lin from killing someone, then?"
Jiang Yawei nodded. "With his standing, it’s not just Master Lin. Even the other Grandmasters would have to show him some deference."
Jiang Mingyue exclaimed, "That powerful?"
On the river, Lin Mu sized up Liu Xiu and suddenly grinned. "Who do you think you are, daring to beg me to spare his dog life?"
Liu Xiu’s expression turned thunderous. "Brat, don’t refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit. You’d better not push your luck, or believe me..."
"If you don’t want to die, get lost!"
Lin Mu stomped his foot lightly. The river’s surface shook violently, and the boat Liu Xiu was on instantly disintegrated. Everyone on board plunged into the water. Liu Xiu coughed up a mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with dread as he looked at Lin Mu.
"We signed a death waiver. Anyone who interferes from now on is my enemy!" Lin Mu’s gaze swept over the crowd, and no one dared to meet his eyes.
Liu Xiu took a deep breath, clenched his jaw, and said, "Fine! I won’t interfere in this matter anymore!" He turned to his subordinates. "We’re leaving!" With that, Liu Xiu departed.
"Mr. Liu..." Yun Xu had just opened his mouth to cry for help when the Thunder Dragon lunged forward and swallowed him whole.
Everyone sucked in a sharp, cold breath. Master Lin... he actually killed Daoist Master Yunxu?
Lin Mu stood with his hands clasped behind him. His gaze swept over the surroundings as his cold, emotionless voice rang clearly in everyone’s ears.
"Yun Xu is dead!"
"My name is Lin Wudi!"