Watching Shen Lin pull out his saber while talking to himself, all the fur on Qingqiu Hao's tail stood on end.
He was considered exceptionally talented, which was why the Qingqiu Fox Tribe had valued him and taken him as a live-in son-in-law.
An Innate Realm cultivator who had broken through all eight meridians would rank beneath only those few freaks in the Qingqiu Clan of Youzhou.
Yet now, facing this seemingly ordinary human before him, he felt an uncontrollable fear welling up in his heart.
"Shen Lin! Are you really going to make an enemy of my Qingqiu Clan? Do you know that I—"
He had not even finished his blustering threat when he saw a flash of sword light stabbing toward him.
His heart jolted. He reacted instantly, swinging his fox tail around in front of him and knocking the sword aside.
But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a Cloud-Rolling Saber swept up from below at an angle.
"You're pushing me too far!!!"
With a furious roar, azure light erupted from his entire body, and he actually reached out barehanded for the Cloud-Rolling Saber.
Driven by Shen Lin's rich spiritual energy, the Cloud-Rolling Saber was something ordinary protective qi could not possibly withstand.
Yet in the next moment, when the Cloud-Rolling Saber cleaved through the azure light and landed on Qingqiu Hao's arm, it was as though it had struck iron or stone, sending sparks flying.
Qingqiu Body Tempering Art?
Seeing this, Shen Lin immediately recalled the time he had used this martial art to withstand the Purple Crystal Iron Sword.
That made sense. This technique had originally been collected from the other party's family, so it was only natural that he knew it as well.
However, Shen Lin had cultivated the Qingqiu Body Tempering