Ye Ling, with an arrogantly pointed sword tip, left Xuanling Zi stunned.
"Ye Ling, have you lost your mind with fear, or have you gone insane? Are you spouting nonsense, or are you talking about someone else?"
It wasn’t that Xuanling Zi didn’t believe Ye Ling was threatening him. After all, who was Xuanling Zi? He was the Sect Leader of the Xuanling Sect, and personally, he was a peerless powerhouse at the early stage of Divine Infant.
The Xuanling Sect was the synonym for the Xuantian Palace in the Martial World. For how many years had it been so, and who had dared to provoke him?
In his usual condescending manner, Xuanling Zi had almost believed himself to be the ruler of this Martial World, acting with impunity. But today, he was being threatened by Ye Ling, pointing straight at his face.
"What are you staring at? Are you deaf? I’m talking about you, lad!"
"So what if I exterminate the Mo Yun Sect? I’m asking you a question. If your woman was abducted to be forced into marriage, would you actually send a congratulatory gift to celebrate?"
Xuanling Zi immediately burst into rage, "Scoundrel, what are you saying? Which woman of mine would anyone dare to abduct? That’s a crime of contempt against the Xuanling Sect, punishable by the extermination of their entire family!"
"Look at that, look at that, you’re saying you would exterminate someone’s entire family. What’s wrong with me exterminating a whole sect?"
"You’re allowed to do it, and I’m not? If we go by what you’re saying, then there are no good people left in the world; they would all be great devils. Everybody has a scale that must not be touched, and if even a piece of trash like you has one, what about others?"
Xuanling Zi realized that Ye Ling had trapped him with his words and his face turned dark with grinding teeth, "Ye Ling, you and we are different, you are the Guardian."
"The one who wields the Guardian Seal is always revered and benevolent, full of compassionate heart. And you? At the drop of a hat, there is bloodshed. Is that the demeanor a Guardian should have?"
Fu Jiumo beside him nodded in agreement, his eyes glaring sinisterly at Ye Ling. His entire Fu Family lineage had been slaughtered by this damn bastard, and at this moment, his rage was almost too much to contain.
If it weren’t for Xuanling Zi who wanted to morally outmatch Ye Ling, claiming to act with a just cause, Fu Jiumo would have already rushed out with a weapon to cut off Ye Ling’s head and avenge his Fu Family.
"Then let me ask you, what’s the use of your Xuanling Sect?"
Ye Ling raised the Primal Sword Embryo in his hand and coldly smirked before looking back at Fu Jiumo, "Old geezer, keep looking at me with those eyes, and I’ll slaughter you!"
"What are you looking at? Haven’t seen what your grandpa looks like, or are you curious how a grand existence that can wipe out your entire family appears?"
Ye Ling’s words nearly caused Fu Jiumo to explode with rage, luckily, Xuanling Zi held him back firmly, but even so, his head was pounding with a buzz.
"Ye Ling! There’s no need for verbal theatrics here with me. Let me tell you, my Xuanling Sect is here to oversee the peace of the Martial World, to defend the safety of this world."
"And you, you are a real demon. Killing you would be in accordance with the principles of the Heavenly Dao."
"As for the three major families, the Shen, Ye, and Shen families, you three actually joined forces with Ye Ling, this great devil, in the Mo Yun Sect extermination incident, and should also be treated as principal offenders!"
Xuanling Zi waved his hand as if decreeing fate, and instantly sentenced everyone, causing Ye Ling to burst into loud laughter.
"I’m really amazed, you’re supposedly safeguarding peace and safety? I say you’re no different from those corrupt judges in the secular world, but lad here doesn’t buy it!"
"So what about the Xuanling Sect, or the Xuantian Palace? If you want my head, just come and try, but I think none of you can bear the consequences!"
Ye Ling laughed boisterously, his tone full of arrogance. What Xuantian Palace, what Xuanling Sect? They were unworthy of taking his Ye Ling’s head, with all their incompetent might.
Xuanling Zi was immediately outraged, "Ye Ling! You spout madness and even dare to slander Xuantian Palace; do you know that’s a capital crime, a crime deserving of death!"
"Shut the hell up, every time I hear you speak, my ass starts itching, it’s fucking annoying."
"Are you gonna fight or not? If you wanna fight then hurry up and come get your ass kicked, if not, then piss off, and save me the trouble of wasting my breath on you."
"You goddamn corpse demon, with your two-faced bullshit, son of a bitch."
Xuanling Zi’s face turned as red as a pig’s liver, grinding his teeth, he pointed at Ye Ling and roared, "Who the fuck are you cursing!"
"Whoever responds, that’s who I’m cursing, son of a bitch!"
"Son of a bitch! Ye Ling, I’m telling you, if you dare curse at me again, I’ll fucking bring my army and wipe out your entire family!"
"Psh, you think I’m scared? If I don’t curse you out, you won’t kill my family? You pineapple head, eagle-eyes, you were born to be cursed by others."
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"Hurry up and take your big-ass troop and scram, I’ll give you some money, maybe you’ll catch the second bus. Otherwise, you’re just shit that has to walk back home."
"Oh right, I fucking forgot, there are no buses in the Martial World, so just walk on your two legs. That’s all trash like you can do to prove you’re alive, son of a bitch."
Ye Ling shrugged his shoulders. Trying to out-talk me? I’ll fucking talk you to death, you bastard, you’re like a son without balls.
Xuanling Zi was stunned, nearly driven insane, his head buzzing, involuntarily tearing at his hair, his mouth foaming as he ground his teeth, "Ye Ling! Fuck your uncle, you son of a bitch!"
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"Your uncle!"
With a snort, Xuanling Zi, overwhelmed by rage, suddenly farted. Ye Ling’s eyes widened as he pointed at an embarrassed Xuanling Zi.
"Xuanling Zi, you’ve got quite the ruthless side, I fucking thought you were a gentleman. To think you were such a bastard, releasing a toxic fart at the slightest disagreement!"
With a snicker, everyone behind Ye Ling burst into laughter. Ye Ling’s mouth was just too biting. As for Xuanling Zi, aside from being strong in cultivation, if he were an ordinary person, he’d have likely been cursed to death by now.
"Ah, you dare accuse me, Ye Ling? Hand over your head to commemorate my reputation!"
With a boom, Xuanling Zi couldn’t hold back any longer, ready to soar into the sky. This pain was beyond what others could understand, and he did not ever want to experience it again in his life.
But just then, Fu Jiumo who was standing to the side, pulled him back with a dark face, "Xuanling Zi, you need to keep your cool. Aren’t we supposed to have a good reason for taking action?"
"If you go out there killing, what are you gonna tell people when they ask why? That you farted and then started a fight?"
Fu Jiumo spoke slowly, and Xuanling Zi was dumbfounded, his eyes wide with shock. Damn it, how the hell did this old bastard come up with such an idea?
Ye Ling burst into loud laughter, "Tsk tsk, this old fellow here knows what’s up. Not bad, not bad at all. Starting a fight because of a fart? Ha, what a great reason!"
"Fuck your mom, everybody charge, I’m going to grind every bone in Ye Ling’s body to dust!"
Xuanling Zi shouted furiously. At a time like this, who gives a damn about reason? The most important thing was to kill Ye Ling right in front of him.
Fu Jiumo gritted his teeth in frustration. Now you know my pain, huh? Still talking about striking with justification, with moral supremacy, and now we’re the joke of the town.
Whoosh, Xuanling Zi made his move, his body shooting into the sky, his robes flapping, his eyes brimming with murderous intent.