NOVEL ONLINE FREE Chapter 340: Carrying a three-foot sword in a sheath on his back, he shows justice to the heavens!
Chapter 340: Carrying a three-foot sword in a sheath on his back, he shows justice to the heavens!
Jun Chengye was instantly confused.
Had he lost? Or had he won?
It seemed that he was still far inferior to his father.
Jun Lingtian slowly stood up and nodded to Jun Fengya. “Not bad, as expected from my daughter – brave and relentless.”
“Even when the outcome seems certain, you still dared to bet on that slim chance! Unfortunately, fate is not on your side. You’ve lost the bet!”
Jun Fengya’s face turned pale as death, and a chill ran through her body. Her heart was filled with despair.
Suddenly, Jun Lingtian swung his sword. The sword energy surged through the air, and everyone in the hall felt a bone-chilling sword intent washing over them.
Jun Fengya felt as though she had fallen into an ice cavern, and in the overwhelming sword intent, she was like a leaf caught in a storm, unable to resist at all.
She closed her eyes, waiting for death, murmuring, “Father…”
But the searing pain she expected never came. Instead, a figure appeared before her, blocking the fatal blow.
The sword sheath on that person’s back crashed to the ground, standing firm like an unyielding rock in the flow of water, stopping the fierce sword energy.
As the sword energy surged, the figure dressed in white, his long hair blowing in the wind, imprinted itself deeply into the minds of everyone present.
Lin Fengmian, pressing his hand on the sword case, said somewhat speechlessly, “Jun Lingtian, are you serious?”
He was drenched in sweat; it was a real shock to see the Flame Emperor actually go for a lethal strike against Jun Fengya.
Without thinking, he had rushed to block the blow, saving the life of the future Empress Feng Yao.
Jun Lingtian’s voice was cold as he spoke, “Ye Xuefeng, do you dare to block me? Those I intend to kill, no one dares to interfere!”
A terrifying aura filled with murderous intent and sword energy surged towards Lin Fengmian.
Lin Fengmian smiled slightly, unconcerned. “Then let’s see how serious you are!”
He had come to challenge Jun Lingtian, and now that the opportunity had come, he had no intention of holding back any longer.
Jun Lingtian’s eyes narrowed, resembling a fierce tiger staring at its prey. His voice was cold. “Kid, what did you say?”
Lin Fengmian stood his ground, unyielding. “I said I’ll block you. What? Don’t like it?”
Everyone was shocked by his audacity, unable to believe that he was speaking to the mighty Holy Emperor in such a defiant tone.
This kid must be out of his mind, speaking like this even to Jun Lingtian?
Just as Lin Fengmian was about to say more, he felt his clothes being tugged at. He turned around and saw Jun Fengya, her face ashen with fear.
Jun Fengya shook her head at him, her voice weak and defeated. “Young Master Ye, I have lost. I accept my defeat.”
Lin Fengmian smiled faintly and said, “This matter has nothing to do with you. It is between him and me.”
From a distance, Jun Yunshang seemed to have guessed something. Her face drained of color and she cried out, “Young Master Ye, don’t!”
Lin Fengmian glanced toward her. He saw tears streaming down her face as she shook her head repeatedly, pleading, “Young Master Ye, please don’t!”
Her tearful, beautiful face was enough to move anyone’s heart, but Lin Fengmian remained unmoved. He softly said, “I’m sorry.”
The next moment, Lin Fengmian applied a slight force, and the Zhenyuan sword in its case rang out as it left the sheath, its sword energy soaring into the sky.
“With the three-foot sword in the sheath, I will stand for the heavens and challenge the unjust!”
He pointed his sword at the Heaven-Soaring Sword Saint, his voice cold. “Heaven-Soaring Sword Saint, I, Ye Xuefeng, have a question for you regarding the people of Kang City who perished.”
“You allowed your subordinates to act recklessly, treating human lives like weeds and killing at will. Don’t you fear the consequences?”
These words were Ye Xuefeng’s final obsession before his death, and now Lin Fengmian voiced them on his behalf.
“The people of Kang City?”
Jun Lingtian paused for a moment and thought carefully before slowly replying, “To be honest, I don’t think there’s anything wrong with my subordinates acting recklessly with life and death in their hands.”
“Survival of the fittest. The weak should naturally be dominated by the strong. That is the eternal law of heaven and earth.”
Lin Fengmian’s expression remained unchanged as he said, “You feel no remorse for the people who died within your domain?”
“None!”
Heaven-Soaring Sword Saint coldly replied, “Those mere ants. If they weren’t under my command, they would have been refined into vengeful ghosts long ago. They should be grateful that they died at my hands, not that I should feel guilty!”
Lin Fengmian could tell that this was Jun Lingtian’s true belief. Perhaps he was a good father to Jun Yunshang, but he was certainly no soft-hearted man.
“It seems like you really don’t fear retaliation!”
Heaven-Soaring Sword Saint sneered, “We cultivators are the ones who go against heaven. What retaliation should we fear? If I feared retribution, I wouldn’t cultivate immortality!”
“There are so many cultivators in the world who kill mortals. Have you ever seen retribution? The countless lives I’ve taken, have I ever faced retribution?”
“Wake up, child. With my dynasty’s Imperial Fate Dragon, they can’t even get close to me. Even if they become ghosts, I’ll just kill them again!”
“Vengeance? That’s just a consolation for the weak!”
Lin Fengmian let out a cold laugh. “Is that so?”
His voice was firm, “If there is no retribution, then I, Ye Xuefeng, am your retribution! I am the sword hanging over every cultivator’s head!”
He stood tall and unyielding, his words like those of someone in the Soul Severing Realm. He arrogantly declared, “Anyone who dares to strike at mortals, I will sever them! Heaven can’t take them? Then I shall take them!”
He pointed the Zhenyuan Sword at Jun Lingtian and coldly proclaimed, “And you, you are the first under my sword!”
Jun Lingtian’s gaze turned playful as he looked at Lin Fengmian and asked, “Kid, are you really going to avenge those ants from Kang City against me?”
“You may think you’re strong, but to me, you’re just a bigger ant.”
“If it weren’t for Yunshang, I would have killed you a long time ago. If you’re regretting it now, then I can spare your life.”
Lin Fengmian remained calm. “Are you afraid?”
Jun Lingtian laughed heartily. “Afraid? How could I be afraid?”
He glanced at the still burning incense, his tone meaningful. “There is still time. What I said before still stands.”
“I will fight you fairly. If you can kill me, everything I have is yours!”
Jun Yunshang, her face streaked with tears, cried out, “Father, Young Master Ye, please calm down! Don’t do this!”
Jun Lingtian ignored her, his voice cold. “Kid, let’s take this fight to the sky.”
With that, he transformed into a streak of light and shot toward the heavens. Lin Fengmian coldly snorted and followed, his figure becoming a long rainbow trailing behind him.
The court ministers and officials, too stunned to follow proper protocol, rushed out to the plaza and looked up at the two figures floating in the sky.
None of them had expected that anyone would dare to challenge the Heaven-Soaring Sword Saint. Their hearts were stirred with shock and awe.
However, when they remembered Ye Xuefeng’s remarkable achievements, they hesitated to rush to judgment.
Jun Chengye’s face twisted with worry, his entire demeanor showing distress. He could only pray that the Heaven-Soaring Sword Saint would emerge victorious.
After all, if Ye Xuefeng won, what would that mean for him?
At that moment, he despised Ye Xuefeng with all his heart. Was this man his natural nemesis?
According to his father’s words, the throne would have been his, but now that was all in jeopardy.
The metaphorical cooked duck was about to fly away.
Jun Yunshang, her face full of worry and confusion, gazed anxiously at the battle taking place above. Her heart was a whirlwind of emotions.
Why? Why had she been so foolish?
Why hadn’t she figured out that Young Master Ye was here to seek vengeance on her father?
He had hinted at it time and again, yet she hadn’t seen it.
Young Master Ye was right. She really was a silly girl!