“Leave? Do I need to leave, you ungrateful wretch?”
Chief Tu glared viciously at the young master of Green Valley, saying, “You wait over there, kid. Once I’ve dealt with this Moonlight Sect trash, I’ll slaughter your Green Valley, see if you can still talk!”
“No need to fear, young master. This Tu is a dead man today! And that Skeleton Stronghold has no reason to exist anymore!”
Ling Xiao’s voice wasn’t ferocious, but it was resolute, brimming with powerful confidence.
“Thank you, Master Ling!”
Though the young master of Green Valley couldn’t tell who was stronger, Ling Xiao had saved them, and in their eyes, his status was near divine.
“Little brat, first time leaving your sect for a mission, huh?”
Chief Tu’s rage suddenly subsided, replaced by an eerie calm, though his eyes betrayed a fierce killing intent.
“So what if it is?”
Ling Xiao said lightly.
“No wonder!”
Chief Tu sneered, “In the sect, your masters and senior brothers protect you when you mess up, but out here, mistakes get you killed!”
“I know that. The two Beast King Palace disciples made a mistake, so they died. I understood that rule before I even joined a sect.”
“Hahaha, since you get it, you should know that out here, strength is everything!”
Chief Tu laughed loudly.
“So, the Beast King Palace disciples sealed the manor because they thought they were stronger than me, so they could steal my credit?”
Ling Xiao asked.
“Exactly! The rules out here aren’t as complicated as in the sect, there’s only one: strength!”
Chief Tu nodded, “Only the strong can make the rules! You were stronger than those two Beast King Palace weaklings, so you killed them and took back your credit—that’s the rule! And I’m stronger than you, so I’ll kill you and take your credit—that’s also the rule!”
“I see, the outside world is simpler than I thought.”
Ling Xiao stopped talking, raised his hand, and the Ice Dragon Sword appeared in his grip.
“A rare treasure-grade sword! You two listen up, this is mine!”
Seeing the Ice Dragon Sword, Chief Tu’s greed flared again.
But this might have been his last moment of greed.
Because the instant he turned his head, a chilling sword aura pierced his throat.
As if calculated perfectly, the moment his head turned, the sword aura arrived.
This sword was impossibly fast!
This sword was chillingly cold!
This sword was a killing blow!
Its name was “Flying Snow,” Ling Xiao’s fastest strike!
Chief Tu’s face still held a greedy smile, his expression unchanged.
But his life force was rapidly draining.
He heard the boy opposite him say something.
“I like this rule!”
After that, nothing concerned him anymore, because he was dead, completely lifeless!
A tyrant who had roamed for decades, killing without mercy, was slain by a young boy with a single sword.
The scene was deathly silent.
Including Master Lin and Lord Bai, no one saw how Ling Xiao delivered that strike.
There was no trace of aura, as if it were a sudden bloom of a deathly sword.
“What terrifying strength!”
The onlookers watched as Ling Xiao casually drew his sword and thrust it out.
A notorious fiend like the Skeleton Stronghold chief, who’d dominated for decades, lay dead, forever severed from this world.
They knew how terrifying that sword was.
But their cultivation and perception were too weak to catch its fleeting brilliance.
They were glad for their self-awareness, not having sided with She Mei against Ling Xiao.
Otherwise, it wouldn’t be Chief Tu lying there, but them.
Master Lin and Lord Bai were kneeling on the ground.
Their bodies trembled like leaves in an autumn wind.
As the strongest present, they couldn’t fully grasp the mystery of Ling Xiao’s sword.
But they could feel its terror.
They knew, under that sword, they had no chance of surviving.
So they didn’t even consider fleeing—it was impossible before this young man.
People fear the strong.
Especially when the opponent is so powerful you can’t even muster the thought of resistance, all you can do is beg for mercy.
Rebellion?
That would only lead to a quicker, more miserable death.
“What are you kneeling for? Stand up, grab your weapons, didn’t you want to kill me? Now’s your chance, one at a time or both together.”
Ling Xiao looked disdainfully at the two overlords kneeling before him, these so-called secular world titans, now so small and ugly.
Kneeling like this inspired no respect.
“Master Ling, we were blind, ignorant of your greatness, please spare our lives, we’ll serve you loyally!”
Master Lin said hurriedly.
“I feel the same.”
Lord Bai added quickly.
“Heh.”
Ling Xiao’s face showed a mocking sneer, “If I recall, you two were just vying with that dead dog to kill me, right? Men, overlords of your domains, how can you not own up to your actions? Isn’t that laughable?”
Hearing Ling Xiao’s words, Master Lin and Lord Bai trembled even more.
He was right, they hadn’t taken him seriously, even competing to kill him for She Mei.
Kneeling here now was hardly the act of great men.
But so what?
Even if they lost all face today, as long as they survived, they’d do anything.
“Master Ling, we were blind as dogs, please spare us, we’ll do anything you ask.”
Master Lin gritted his teeth, accepting his defeat; face meant nothing if he could live.
“Indeed, Master Ling, just give us your orders.”
Lord Bai’s attitude was the same.
Ling Xiao ignored them, turning to the young master of Green Valley, “What’s their character like?”
“I haven’t heard of them committing any great evils.”
The young master of Green Valley replied.
Ling Xiao nodded slightly. It seemed these two weren’t like Chief Tu of Skeleton Stronghold; perhaps they were just bewitched by She Mei’s charm, leading to today’s foolishness.
If so, he could spare their lives.
After a moment’s thought, he looked at them, “You want to live? Fine. Kill that woman, then go eradicate Skeleton Stronghold!”
