This time, Venerable Sword Saint didn't attack Ling Tian and the others outright. Instead, he spoke with Ling Tian—or, rather, offered him a choice. At least, that was what he thought. In Venerable Sword Saint's eyes, given his strength, even offering Ling Tian a choice was already showing him considerable respect.
Still, there was no denying that Ling Tian's ability to influence and control the Circulatory Universe was crucial—so crucial that even someone of Venerable Sword Saint's standing had to negotiate with him.
Listening to Venerable Sword Saint, Ling Tian couldn't help laughing to himself. Having seen plenty of treachery, he naturally didn't believe a word of the old man's lies. He gave a soft chuckle and said, "Senior, your trick of getting something for nothing won't work on me. Whether you attack me is no longer up to you, is it? Since that's the case, all this talk of yours is just a lie. I certainly won't tell you the secret of that technique. Even if I did, you'd still attack me—and you might even gain some insight from it and become much stronger. That would only put me in greater danger."
Venerable Sword Saint knew that a few words weren't enough to make Ling Tian meekly submit. So he wasn't angered by Ling Tian's words. He simply said, "You're a clever one. You've already realized that he exists, and even figured out that he was the one who ordered me to attack you. Impressive. It took me a very long time to realize he was there."
"The more you experience, the more you learn," Ling Tian replied calmly.
"That's true. It seems you've been through a lot more than I imagined," Venerable Sword Saint said. Then his tone shifted. "As you said, I can't spare you, because the