Chapter 65: Such Treatment—Who Has Ever Received It?

"Not good! This kid is a master with the sword!"

The three Zhao Family members' eyes flickered; exchanging glances, they each saw fear in the others' eyes.

The Sword Qi emanating from Lin Ya made their hearts tremble all the more.

It seemed that the moment they touched the Sword Qi, they would be killed on the spot.

Without the slightest hesitation, the three retreated rapidly.

Ji Xuan watched all of this. His eyes reddened, and he roared furiously: "Why are you retreating!"

The Ji Family members surged forward, but the Zhao Family members kept retreating.

Lin Ya paid no heed; the Iron Sword in his hand still bore patches of rust.

Within the storm of Sword Qi, the rust flaked away, revealing a chillingly cold gleam.

"Slash!"

With a furious shout, the Iron Sword in Lin Ya's hand swept out in a swift strike.

In a flash of lightning, the sword was like a dragon amid the clouds, coiling and surging without cease.

In the span of only a few breaths, thin red lines appeared on the necks of the Ji Family members, and then blood gushed forth like a tide, spraying onto the ground.

"No!"

Ji Xuan's eyes nearly split from their sockets as he stared over in utter shock.

All three of those Ji Family members had collapsed on the ground, utterly devoid of breath.

He had retreated in the nick of time just now, and only thus escaped the calamity.

"Boom boom boom—"

The tremendous sound rang out once more. The great trees all around, struck by the Sword Qi from moments ago, had collapsed over a vast area!

Dust flew into the air, and the three Zhao Family members had actually escaped!

Ji Xuan was utterly dumbfounded. He stared blankly at Lin Ya, just in time to see Lin Ya walking toward him step by step.

"Those who kill, are forever killed by others!"

A murderous intent surfaced on Lin Ya's face. This single sword strike had only killed three; it wasn't enough!

If it were the Clan Leader, he would have killed every single one of them.

"Lin Ya… wait!"

Ji Xuan hurriedly waved his hand, his voice urgent: "It was all just a misunderstanding earlier. I was bewitched by the Zhao Family, which is why I made a move against you."

"You've already killed three of my Ji Family members, and the Golden Origin Fruit is in your hands. Will you spare my life?"

Seeing Ji Xuan beg for mercy, Lin Ya immediately let out a cold laugh: "The Clan Leader said that people who beg for mercy generally don't truly believe they've done wrong—they just know they're about to die!"

As his words fell, the Sword Qi on Lin Ya's body erupted once more.

At this moment, his Cultivation was laid bare for all to see.

"Foundation Building Realm, seventh layer!"

Ji Xuan was greatly shocked. When had the Lin Family produced such a monster? With Cultivation so formidable, and such terrifying Sword Qi to boot—no wonder he could kill three with a single strike!

"Die!"

Without a second word, Lin Ya struck out with his sword.

This strike carved out a deep sword-trench that spread across the ground.

Ji Xuan turned in desperation, shoving a Pill into his mouth with his hand. Spirit Qi gathered at his feet, then erupted violently.

With a "whoosh," Ji Xuan had actually escaped!

The speed left one utterly dumbfounded.

"Don't run! Weren't you going to kill me? Come, I'll let you kill me!"

Lin Ya gritted his teeth. The Ji Family people bore an extreme hatred toward them; these people could not be left alive!

And that was only because they'd run into him. What if they'd run into the other members of the Lin Family?

For the safety of the Clan Members, these people had to be killed to the last!

Outside the Jiuxuan Blessed Land, all was silent.

The Grand Steward's face was as calm as still water, but inwardly he noted that the Lin Family had obtained a Golden Origin Fruit.

He cared nothing for who lived or who died—only for who held the Golden Origin Fruit.

At this moment, the people of the other families all stared blankly. Ji Family's Clan Leader Ji Changyun turned his head and looked toward Zhao San.

"Elder Zhao San, this is what you call cooperation?"

Fury was hidden within Ji Changyun's voice. He pressed his tone low, his fists clenched tight.

At this moment, Zhao San hurriedly retreated a few steps, and let out a cold laugh: "Clan Leader Ji, what do you mean by that?"

"I had no idea that youngster of the Lin Family possessed such Cultivation. Didn't my Zhao Family people also make a move? Realizing we were no match, we retreated—what fault is there in that?"

Ji Changyun gritted his teeth and said angrily: "So you just sold off my Ji Family clansmen?"

"Hmph! The cultivators of your Ji Family were insufficiently trained—you can only blame yourselves!"

At this point, Zhao San's gaze lifted, and he pointed at Lin Feng in midair as he said: "You'd better think more carefully about why the Lin Family can produce such a Heaven's Pride!"

"This is already the second one!"

Once those words were spoken, the many families all reacted in succession.

That Lin Ya from earlier was also a junior of the Lin Family.

The Lin Family had already produced two Heaven's Prides!

"It's him!"

On the Cloud-Piercing Golden Eagle, Yao Sect's Saintess Huang Ling'er's face lit up with delight. She grabbed the muscular elder beside her and said: "Elder, the Sword Cultivator I mentioned is him!"

"Oh? He doesn't look half bad."

The muscular elder chuckled, stroking his beard, a sharp glint bursting from his eyes: "This boy of the Lin Family — my Yao Sect wants him. Let him come be my Personal Disciple."

Every member of the Hundred Tribes looked over, their expressions twisted to the extreme.

At this point, words could no longer describe the jealousy in their hearts; even the Three Great Families were now feeling discontent.

That was an invitation from the Four Great Sects!

Isn't this Hundred Clans Assembly meant to display each family's Heaven's Pride children, so the Four Great Sects can pick from them?

Now, the Lin Family already has two children chosen — and both as Personal Disciples!

Who has ever received such treatment?

"I'm sorry, but if you want to take a child of my Lin Family, you must first gain his approval. If he is unwilling, no one can take him away."

Lin Feng stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his eyes full of indifference.

Why must the Lin Family bow to the Four Great Sects?

If the Four Great Sects truly had real strength, how could they fail to cultivate Tudi like Lin Yan and Lin Ya?

"Boy, you've got quite the mouth on you!"

Jin Long the Elder gave a cold snort; he was finding Lin Feng more and more disagreeable by the moment.

This boy had now rejected invitations from two great sects in a row.

This was an opportunity the Hundred Tribes couldn't envy enough!

Sure enough, every member of the Hundred Tribes below was stunned.

Once, twice, thrice…

What backing did this Clan Leader of the Lin Family have, to dare refuse the Four Great Sects like this?

Even if he'd obtained a great opportunity, there was no need to be so arrogant!

"You!"

Huang Ling'er bit down on her silver teeth, her face full of fury.

"Elder, it was him before — he buried me on Thatched Cottage Mountain and made me suffer for months!"

"Wuu wuu~ he even ate my Little Tiger…"

At these words, the muscular elder flew into a rage. He clenched his fist, Spirit Qi gathering, and looked about to strike Lin Feng — but was stopped by the Grand Steward.

"During the Hundred Clans Assembly, whatever grievances you have, none may act on their own!"

With the Grand Steward stepping in, the muscular elder also lowered his fists and backed down.

"Hmph! I'll let you live a few more hours!"

With the matter settled, the crowd's gaze returned once more to the Eight Mirrors.

At that same moment, someone pointed at one of the mirrors and shouted: "That little girl — is she actually eating a Golden Origin Fruit?"

Hearing this voice, the Grand Steward immediately looked over.

At the words, Lin Feng's heart gave a jolt, and a bad premonition rose within him at once.

Sure enough, the scene in that mirror showed Lin Xuan sitting on a mountaintop.

She held a Golden Origin Fruit in each hand, took a bite from one side then the other, and then tossed them away.

"Delicious, delicious!"

Lin Xuan ate the fruit, her eyes brimming with excitement.

This thing really was a treasure — with every bite, she could feel intense Spirit Qi drilling into her body.

"Oh right! Save one for the Clan Leader too…"

Lin Xuan took one Golden Origin Fruit from a pile and put it into her Storage Bag, then continued crunching away — "Crack, crack!"