Joining the Joyful Union Sect, My Life in the Grip of My Senior Sister

Chapter 208: If you survive my sword, I will spare your life

When Luo Xue saw Lin Fengmian’s peculiar movement, she was surprised and asked, “What is this?”

Lin Fengmian smiled and replied, “It’s called Phantom Trace. I just learned it.”

Luo Xue was astonished and said, “It seems that every time you advance to a new realm, the Demon Emperor Technique gives you a new move.”

Lin Fengmian nodded and said, “So far, it seems that way. But these moves don’t feel very practical, they’re all auxiliary skills.”

“They are very practical, they are all survival skills. Being alive is what matters.” Luo Xue smiled.

“Alright then!”

Lin Fengmian could only react like this. He continued to chase after the fleeing cultivators.

“Are you really going to kill everyone?” one of the big men asked, his voice trembling with fear as Lin Fengmian approached.

“Fellow Daoist? Sorry, I, Ye Xuefeng, am not your kin, nor do I have any interest in becoming one.”

As he spoke, Lin Fengmian showed no mercy and dealt with the man.

“Ye Xuefeng, I remember now. He’s a survivor from Kang City, the one who broke through to Foundation Establishment Realm in a single night!”

The remaining Nascent Soul Realm cultivator finally remembered Ye Xuefeng from the name Lin Fengmian kept mentioning.

“Congratulations, you got it right. As a reward, I’ll send you on your way!” Lin Feng,ian smiled, waved his hand, and his long sword surrounded by lightning sliced through the man in an instant.

With that, all the cultivators who had attacked Lin Fengmian, except for Zuo Yueting, were now dead.

Zuo Yueting stood at a distance, her long whip swirling around her hand, her gaze heavy as she looked at Lin Fengmian.

Lin Fengmian looked at her and laughed lightly, “Fairy, do you regret not agreeing to my terms earlier?”

Zuo Yueting’s expression was complex, “Regret? I do have a little regret, all because of my greed.”

“But people die for wealth, and birds die for food. If I had another chance, I would still act the same way.”

Lin Fengmian nodded and smiled, “You are quite honest. Considering that you didn’t plan on killing me in the first place and even warned me,” he said.

“I will only strike once. If you can block it, then I will spare your life.”

Zuo Yueting’s expression was strange, and she said in surprise, “Then I will thank you, Young Master, for your mercy.”

The crowd below thought the same. Although Lin Fengmian was powerful, this clearly seemed like he was going easy on her, right?

Killing a Nascent Soul Realm Great Perfection cultivator who was well-prepared with a single sword strike?

Even a Soul Severing Realm cultivator would find that difficult, wouldn’t they?

However, Lin Fengmian smiled slyly and said, “Is that so? We’ll see after you try to block it.”

“Single Sword to Stabilize the Heavens and Earth!” 

He swung his long sword, and all the thunder that hadn’t dissipated within a hundred miles of the area converged on the tip of his blade.

Amidst the wild dance of lightning, the sword light flashed like a bolt of lightning, slicing through the night sky toward Zuo Yueting.

The intense thunder and sword light intertwined, forming a ten-zhang-long raging thunder dragon, baring its fangs and claws and roaring as it darted towards Zuo Yueting.

This sword strike was delivered without any mercy by Lin Fengmian, who poured all of his strength into it.

He truly held nothing back; this sword strike was meant to take Zuo Yueting’s life.

Where the raging thunder dragon passed by, the lightning illuminated the ground as if it were daylight.

However, everyone could feel that the sky and earth had darkened, leaving only the brilliant thunder light.

Zuo Yueting felt the mortal danger, her entire body tingled with fear, and her hair stood on end.

She knew that if this thunder dragon struck her, she would surely die.

“Wind’s protection! Wind Serpent’s Breath!”

She immediately activated the mid-level magical tool in her hand, and the whip transformed into a giant snake, lunging forward to meet the attack.

Fierce winds howled around her, her figure flickering in and out of sight, making it hard to discern her exact position.

The thunder dragon instantly tore apart the giant snake formed by the whip, then collided with the fierce winds, tearing through the swirling hurricane.

Devouring the hurricane, the thunder dragon continued its rampage, sweeping through the forest for about a hundred meters, destroying numerous trees before finally coming to a halt.

After a moment, the wind and thunder stopped, leaving a trail in the forest that was five zhang wide and several dozen zhang long.

In this area, the ground was churned up, and charred trees lay crooked, some still smoking.

Those who thought that Lin Fengmian would give Zuo Yueting a chance to live couldn’t help but swallow hard, their eyes filled with fear as they looked at Lin Fengmian.

Although he was leveraging the residual power of the heavenly tribulation, the sheer might of his sword strike with a mere gesture was truly rare in the world.

Elder Huang also marveled, “I thought his cultivation talent was already heavenly, but his martial arts skills are just as impressive.”

Jun Yunshang couldn’t help but mutter, “Elder Huang, are there really people in this world who are born with such innate knowledge?”

Elder Huang opened his mouth, but in the end he shook his head and said, “If it was before, I would have told Your Highness no. But now, I’m not sure anymore.”

Jun Yunshang was already so surprised, and Guan Ming and Ye Ling, both in the Nascent Soul Realm, could feel the terror of this sword strike even more.

At this moment, the two of them were questioning their very existence.

Since they were at the same Nascent Soul Realm, they believed that they couldn’t withstand Lin Fengmian’s sword strike, which made them feel somewhat defeated.

Lin Fengmian stood high in the sky and looked down at the forest below. He addressed the people hiding in the forest, his voice spreading far and wide.

“Go away, all of you, a bunch of spineless cowards. Killing you would stain my hands. Do not show your faces in my presence again.”

Most of those hiding in the forest had planned to stay and watch, but after witnessing Lin Fengmian’s cruelty, they naturally didn’t dare to act rashly.

One by one, they scattered out of fear that Lin Fengmian might change his mind.

Lin Fengmian didn’t chase after them, allowing them to escape.

After all, he wasn’t someone who enjoyed slaughter, and he still needed these people to spread his name.

“Such arrogance, little boy! Do you really think that no one in this world can deal with you?”

An elderly voice echoed through the forest, and it was clear that a Soul Severing Realm cultivator had been attracted here.

Lin Fengmian had already sensed the arrival of this person with his Divine Consciousness, and he wasn’t surprised, only slightly frowning.

“Would you like to try, sir?”

At that moment, Elder Huang let out a long cry, released his aura, and smiled. “Young friend, don’t panic, I’ll help you!”

The person in the forest sensed Elder Huang and Guan Ming’s aura and coldly snorted. “Consider yourself lucky.”

He quickly fled, not daring to stay any longer, fearing that he might fall at the hands of Lin Fengmian and Elder Huang.

Lin Fengmian said lightly, “Who’s lucky, we’ll see.”

He watched the trail of black smoke and let out a soft “hmm” as the ground moved and a pale, delicate hand emerged from the ground.

A moment later, a rather disheveled looking Zuo Yueting climbed out of the ground.

She had put on a black robe in the ground to cover her tattered clothes and prevent any embarrassment.

However, Lin Fengmian still had a good view.

If the timing was right, Young Master Lin might even have whistled.

Zuo Yueting’s original veil was gone, and although she was wearing a hood, her pale, lifeless face was still visible.

At this moment, she was still trembling with fear. If it weren’t for the few precious talismans and one-use magical treasures she used, she would have died long ago.

Seeing the dangerous glint in Lin Fengmian’s eyes, she endured the pain and bowed. “Thank you, Young Master, for sparing my life.”

She could only use words to pressure Lin Fengmian, betting on his sense of honor to prevent him from striking again.