Sword Saint's Name

"Lin Ke'er, is he Lin Langtian?"

Standing beside Lin Ke'er, Lin Xue, and the others, Lin Dong casually asked. Lin Ke'er nodded slightly upon hearing this, not giving it much thought as she replied softly.

"That's right. If the Young Clan Leader hadn't emerged so suddenly, Brother Lin Langtian should have become the clan's foremost genius."

"Hmph, even without the Young Clan Leader, he wouldn't have become the greatest genius. Someone who took three years and countless resources to break into the Shaping Realm after comprehending the intent of shaping—does he deserve to be called a genius? How is Lin Feng inferior to him?"

At that moment, Lin Chen, who stood nearby, spoke with obvious indignation. Within the Lin Clan, Lin Langtian's popularity could be said to be abysmal.

At first, when he bore the title of the clan's number one genius, the younger generation endured his arrogance and indifference out of admiration for the strong and awe of Lin Langtian's status.

However, once there was someone to compare him to, the flaws in Lin Langtian's character were completely exposed.

Though both were proud, Lin Xuan's pride came more from within. He disliked speaking because everyone knew that sword practice was the only thing that interested him. Yet if someone asked him for guidance in swordsmanship, he would teach them.

Lin Langtian, however, was different. He looked down on everyone weaker than himself and treated even his own clansmen with indifference. He even seized resources meant for other clan members.

"Lin Chen, watch your words!"

After hearing Lin Chen's remarks, Lin Ke'er rebuked him lightly. However, Lin Xue immediately grabbed hold of Lin Ke'er.

"He dares to do it, yet he won't let others talk about it? If he hadn't forcibly seized Lin Feng's resources back then, Lin Feng would have entered the Shaping Realm long ago. His strength would have been fully capable of matching Wang Yan of the Wang Clan, perhaps even surpassing that bastard. If he had a spirit treasure as well, he might even have been able to fight Wang Zhong, Wang Yan's elder brother."

Lin Chen stared at Lin Langtian in the sky, anger flickering in his eyes as he spoke in deep dissatisfaction.

"If Lin Langtian hadn't been so selfish, hogging Lin Feng's resources and forcibly taking Lin Feng's opportunity to enter the Clan Repository, we wouldn't have been bullied by the Wang Clan last time!"

As he spoke, Lin Chen turned his head and glared furiously at Wang Pan of the Wang Clan in the distance. Last time, Wang Pan had been among them, and he had taken the chance to beat Lin Chen badly. Lin Chen had needed time to recover from his injuries, which had allowed Wang Pan to widen the gap between their cultivation levels.

"Sister Ke'er, I think Lin Chen is right. Lin Langtian commands the clan's Enforcement Team, but when has he ever stood up for us, the Lin Clan's own people?"

Lin Xue spoke up as well. She, too, had been harshly humiliated last time. Otherwise, the Lin Clan would not have brought so many of its younger generation this time. Wasn't it all to avenge that previous humiliation?

Wu Tao and the others standing nearby listened with trembling hearts, a sense of unease rising within them. As for Lin Dong, who had caused all this, a strange glint flashed through his eyes.

From the dispute between Lin Ke'er and the others, Lin Dong keenly noticed that something was amiss. If Lin Langtian truly possessed such talent, how could it have taken him more than three years to break through?

"Heh heh, looks like that guy really is suspicious. Lin Dong, look to the side. Tsk, tsk, looks like you'll be picking up a bargain this time!"

Prompted by Little Marten, Lin Dong could not help turning to look at Lin Xuan, who stood at the front. He saw that Lin Xuan, who had been gazing into the distance all along, had actually shifted his gaze onto Lin Langtian.

At that moment, Lin Xuan had indeed developed a trace of killing intent toward Lin Langtian.

For the past few years, Lin Xuan had been seeking enlightenment. Seeking enlightenment—those two words sounded simple enough, one meaning "comprehend," the other "the Dao." Yet with something so mysterious and profound, what mattered was the first word: comprehension.

If one comprehended it, one comprehended it. If one did not, one might never comprehend it in an entire lifetime.

During those years, Lin Xuan had yet to find his own path, so he had never paid much attention to matters outside and had focused only on his own cultivation.

Thus, Lin Xuan had not known of Lin Langtian's past actions. But things were different now. The Lin Clan was itself a part of the sword path Lin Xuan cultivated.

Just then, Lin Xuan's heart stirred once more. His gaze shifted away again toward the distance, and a hint of anticipation appeared in his eyes.

After Lin Langtian appeared, another domineering and astonishing aura swept in, followed by a burst of loud laughter.

"Lin Langtian, I didn't expect you to get here ahead of me again!"

The wild, arrogant laughter echoed continuously through the air. When Lin Langtian saw Wang Yan, his gaze swept over the golden spear beneath the latter's feet before he said with a light smile.

"I didn't expect it to be you."

"Looking down on me? Heh heh, if my elder brother had come in person, then all the treasures in this Ancient Tomb Mansion would belong to my Wang Clan!"

Wang Yan's words made Lin Xuan, below, frown slightly. He then let out a cold snort. Though it was not loud, it instantly suppressed both Lin Langtian's and Wang Yan's auras.

"Is that so? Then why didn't Wang Zhong come himself?"

The calm voice carried a questioning tone, yet it made Wang Yan's expression abruptly change. Immediately afterward, he felt waves of sharp aura enveloping him completely, leaving him afraid to make the slightest movement.

Though the aura felt unfamiliar to Wang Yan, he immediately knew whom it came from—the true number one genius of the Lin Clan, that peerless prodigy who had remained quiet for six or seven years.

Even Wang Zhong, his elder brother and a genius renowned alongside Lin Langtian, would not dare show himself before that person, because that person truly possessed the strength to kill him!

Recalling his earlier words, Wang Yan felt his heart pound wildly. Even his throat bobbed as he swallowed hard.

A man's reputation was like a tree's shadow!

Lin Xuan, the man honored as the Sword Saint within the Four Great Clans—among their younger generation, who would dare face his edge?

Lin Langtian's expression was also extremely unsightly, because that aura had not merely enveloped Wang Yan; it had included him as well.

Feeling that sharp, chilling sword intent, Lin Langtian's handsome face darkened. Looking down and seeing that figure, his expression turned grave.

Creation Realm Peak!

Such strength had already far surpassed his own. Even with Mu Shi's assistance, he would find it difficult to defeat him!

However, under Lin Xuan's control, no one else could sense that aura at all. Thus, to outsiders, Wang Yan and Lin Langtian appeared to have been utterly cowed by a single sentence from Lin Xuan.