Leaving None for You!

On the battlefield, one side was silent, while the other wept. In the center, a man slowly ascended, still standing with his sword.

Looking at Jiang Lin, whose body was dusted with a bit of dirt and tomato juice, he was like the White-Robed God of War, his long hair still flowing, his eyes still transcendent and cold. Now, there was even a hint of invincible loneliness.

On the Sun Moon Sect's side, basically everyone had lost money. They cursed Jiang Lin with tears streaming down their faces, while simultaneously denouncing the Six Major Sects as being too weak.

Even though you weren't the strongest sects in Wutong Province, you Six Major Sects were at least mid-tier in Wutong Province...

But... how could you be so weak? You couldn't even handle a cultivator who had just reached the Sea Gazing Realm. How do you usually cultivate? Do you carry rice all day?

On the other side, listening to the voices of the Demonic Sect members of the Sun Moon Sect lamenting their lack of progress, almost all the cultivators lowered their heads.

Those who didn't lower their heads were looking at Jiang Lin with eyes full of peach blossoms.

Similarly, the Elders escorting them from the Six Major Sects also sighed softly.

How could this happen?

Although the title "Six Major Sects" was self-proclaimed and they weren't exactly top-tier in Wutong Province, they were all mid-tier. Their sect's strength wasn't weak either... it was about the same as the Sun Moon Sect...

Although the disciples who came this time were all from the youngest generation, except for the Unadorned Willow Sect and the Zong Hao Sect, who sent Ye Liangchen and Zhao Hao respectively, the other sects did not send their strongest members.

But these young people were the future of their sects, the pride of their young generations! And I heard that Jiang Lin, from someone else's sect, was also not yet twenty years old.

Although age and realm couldn't be directly correlated.

There were many cultivators who entered the Nascent Soul Realm before the age of fifty, but remained stuck in the Nascent Soul Realm for the next few hundred years. While some took hundreds of years to enter the Dragon Gate Realm, they were late bloomers, exerting themselves madly in their later years, with many entering the Jade Purity Realm within a century.

But even with the disparity, the gap was too huge...

"This infuriates me!"

Finally, an Elder from the Xuejia Sect couldn't hold back. He floated to the front of the formation, pointed at his disciples, and cursed them loudly.

"Look at Jiang Lin from the Demonic Sect! Even if he likes picking flowers, his talent is extraordinary! Look at you! All day long, you just watch livestreams of Mirror Flower Water Moon fairies! You don't cultivate properly! You! You! You are simply the worst batch I've ever led!"

The Xuejia Sect Elder couldn't suppress his voice, and it floated to everyone's ears.

Not only were the Xuejia Sect disciples so ashamed they almost buried their heads in their crotches, but people from other sects also felt their faces burn.

"Alright, alright, don't go too far. They are just children. This can be considered one of the trials of their cultivation journey. However, they are indeed lacking in experience. After we return this time, we must seriously revise our educational methods."

An Elder with a llama-like hairstyle from the Unadorned Willow Sect stepped forward and patted the Xuejia Sect Elder's shoulder with a smile.

"You're right. Jiang Lin won this time. Let's go back, no more embarrassing ourselves."

Elder Gan Di from the Zong Hao Sect stepped forward, also trying to mediate. In reality, he was overjoyed.

Thankfully, Zhao Hao didn't participate. Only some young disciples lost money. If our sect's top disciple had lost, how humiliating would that have been? It's best to leave quickly.

In the center of the battlefield, hearing that they were about to leave, Jiang Lin suddenly panicked.

They're leaving already? No! How can this be? I haven't milked enough wool yet. The next match is worth 9 Mid-Grade Spirit Stones, and the one after that is High-Grade Spirit Stones!

And most importantly, his System's quest wasn't completed yet.

On the "Humiliate the Six Major Sects" quest progress bar, Jiang Lin gained some points with each match. He had fought eight matches, and there was still over thirty percent left, which meant his taunting wasn't strong enough.

If they leave now, wouldn't that mean all his efforts were in vain? And what if the quest failed? Would there be a penalty!

The more Jiang Lin thought about it, the worse it seemed! The more he panicked!

Suddenly, Jiang Lin clutched his chest, and a large mouthful of tomato juice spurted out. But halfway through, Jiang Lin realized he didn't have enough tomato juice, so he simply slapped his own chest to secretly inflict a blow.

"Pfft..."

Like a fountain, blood shot out of Jiang Lin's mouth! All eyes on the field turned towards Jiang Lin.

"Hahahaha..."

After spitting out blood, Jiang Lin fiercely wiped his mouth and laughed to the sky.

"The world laughs at me for being too lewd, I laugh at the world for not being open-minded!"

He raised Chuxue, pointing it directly at the crowd. In Jiang Lin's eyes, there was loneliness, invincibility, mockery, and... coldness...

"What Six Major Sects, all trash! I, Jiang Lin, am still here. Although my oil lamp is about to run dry, although my body is covered in wounds, I, Jiang Lin, have never retreated a single match. You all don't even dare to challenge someone like me. Is this the courage of the so-called Famous Righteous Sects? You can all have dinner with Liang Feifan tonight!

Since you are so cowardly, why bother cultivating? Why not join our Demonic Sect's Zhu Zhu Xia."

Hearing Jiang Lin mention his name, a Pig Demon who had lost all his private money walked forward, wiping away tears. Although he didn't know why he stepped forward.

Jiang Lin put his arm around the Pig Demon's shoulder and shouted at them with Chuxue raised: "You Six Major Sects might as well stop cultivating and learn postpartum care for pigs from my brother Pig—Jiji Bo."

Jiang Lin gave Jiji Bo a Mid-Grade Spirit Stone and winked at him. Jiji Bo immediately understood, adjusted his underwear, stepped forward, and shouted:

"You are all timid as mice. My Brother Jiang has defeated you today, and there will come a day when my Brother Jiang will personally go to your Six Major Sects to pick flowers. From eight years old! To eight hundred years old! Not even a Female Dog Demon will be spared!

All these Fairy maidens from the Famous Righteous Sects will become my Brother Jiang's under..."

"Hmm?"

Jiang Lin listened and felt something was wrong. Before Jiji Bo could finish, Jiang Lin kicked him away.

"Cough, cough, cough. Pork prices have risen recently, and my brother Pig is a bit displeased. Please forgive him."

Jiang Lin cupped his hands.

But the next moment, when Jiang Lin straightened up, with Jiang Lin at the center, the sword Qi from Chuxue in his hand surged towards everyone like an icy mist.

When a sword cultivator unleashes sword qi towards an opponent without restraint, it's already the greatest provocation.

"You all! Dare to accept the challenge!"

Before Jiang Lin could finish speaking, the members of the Six Major Sects successively spat blood and fell.

"Senior Brother!"

"Junior Brother!"

"Brother Zhang!"

Jiang Lin's voice echoed in everyone's hearts, and some young people with unstable Dao Hearts directly spat blood and fell unconscious.

"Senior Sister!"

"Junior Sister!"

Similarly, quite a few female cultivators collapsed one after another.

"Senior Sister, please don't be angry, I'll go take his head."

"No! Junior Brother!"

A Senior Sister stopped him.

"Senior Sister... Please don't worry about me! For you, Senior Sister, I'd rather betray the world!"

"No... it's not like that." The Senior Sister shook her head, her eyes unfocused, "When Young Master Jiang said that just now... he... was so handsome..."