Mad God of the Sword Dao
Chapter 39

Shameless

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Every eye turned in unison toward the Thunder Python Sword in Tang Tian's hand.

"A Spirit Artifact—it's actually a Spirit Artifact!"

"It's even higher-grade than Lin Yichen's Azure Leaf Sword!"

"A Mid-Grade Spirit Artifact!"

The entire venue erupted in shock. Tang Tian had brought them far too many surprises and shocks today; everyone was struggling to process them all.

Lin Changdong and Qin Tiande sprang to their feet in the stands, their faces filled with disbelief.

Qin Yuexi felt despair. She truly could not understand why today had taken one twist after another.

Tang Lingyun and Ye Qingyuan exchanged a glance and smiled faintly.

Since they were competing with Spirit Artifacts now, Lin Yichen had no way out and no cards left to play.

"Th-this is unfair!"

Lin Yichen naturally knew that the moment Tang Tian produced a Mid-Grade Spirit Artifact, he had no chance of winning.

Jealousy—his heart was overflowing with it!

Why could a good-for-nothing crush him at every turn? And now, even his Spirit Artifact was better?

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..."

Tang Tian shook his head. He had still underestimated just how shameless Lin Yichen was.

"It really is unfair. You, a cultivator in the Organs-Hiding Realm, are fighting me, a beginner in the Bone-Forging Realm. If this young master hadn't gotten a little lucky and raised his cultivation, I really would have ended up lying here like some joke today."

At this point, Tang Tian's eyes were full of contempt. "What? When you can't win, you're allowed to raise your cultivation, and you're allowed to bring out a Spirit Artifact. Everything you do is fair. But when I bring out something better than yours, you cry unfair? In the world of cultivators, where has there ever been fairness?"

"You..."

Lin Yichen's handsome face flushed crimson. He opened his mouth, wanting to retort, but Tang Tian cut him off again.

"Stop talking nonsense. After killing you, this young master still has to go back and sleep. We've fought for so long that I'm getting a little tired."

If Lin Yichen had kept fighting him with some backbone, Tang Tian might have held him in slightly higher regard.

But now he was actually shamelessly claiming it was unfair?

"I thought Young Master Lin of the Lin Family was an outstanding talent, but who would have thought he was such a coward?"

"Exactly! He's so afraid of dying that he's shouting about unfairness. Bah!"

"I said it long ago—a pretty boy can't be trusted. Is that even a man? He's clearly a sissy!"

The crowd below had already broken into a chorus of jeers.

As an inner disciple of the Falling Star Sect, Lin Yichen's status was extraordinarily noble. When had he ever suffered such humiliation?

"Shut up! Pfft..."

Lin Yichen's face turned scarlet. Humiliated into rage, his fury surged into his heart, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Tang Tian did not care. The people below were merely watching for excitement.

Many times, when the spectacle went against what they wanted and did not follow the plot they had imagined, they could not help but curse loudly.

After all, it had nothing to do with their interests. They only wanted to vent their anger, and cursing anyone felt satisfying.

"Any last words?"

Tang Tian cast Lin Yichen a sidelong glance, showing not the slightest pity.

When he had been cursed and abused like this all along, had anyone pitied him either?

In this world, no one would ever pity the weak.

"You think you can kill me? Tang Tian, are you dreaming? You only have a Mid-Grade Spirit Artifact sword. But do you dare kill me?"

Hatred flickered in Lin Yichen's eyes. He should have been full of high spirits, leading his Lineage out of a tiny place like Starfall City.

But from the moment he encountered Tang Tian, everything had begun to change.

He had become entangled with a good-for-nothing every day and turned into a laughingstock. Now, everyone below was even cursing him.

"What? When you can't beat me, are you going to tell me that you're a Falling Star Sect disciple and I can't kill you?"

Tang Tian had remained relaxed all along, but this sort of person without any bottom line truly enraged him.

"That's right. Do you dare? If you kill me, my master will never let you off. The Tang Family will surely be exterminated!"

Lin Yichen sneered, still carrying that air of arrogance.

"So this is where your arrogant confidence comes from? You've disappointed this young master."

Tang Tian raised the Thunder Python Sword in his hand and circulated the Primordial Star Scripture, pouring the elemental power within his body into the Thunder Python Sword. Lightning suddenly erupted from the blade.

This was Tang Tian's first time using the Thunder Python Sword. At once, he felt an aura connecting it to him, as though they were one body.

The higher the grade of a Spirit Artifact, the more spiritual it was. Under fortunate circumstances, it could even develop consciousness.

"Die!"

Tang Tian would not say another word to Lin Yichen. A powerful aura suddenly burst forth as he charged at Lin Yichen with astonishing speed.

"Meteor Beyond the Heavens!"

The might of this move, unleashed through a Mid-Grade Spirit Artifact, increased severalfold. Even thunder rumbled through the air.

It was as though everyone saw a scene unfold: amid flashing lightning and rolling thunder, a meteor hurtled toward Lin Yichen.

Lin Yichen was terrified out of his wits. He raised the Azure Leaf Sword to execute the Falling Star Sword Technique in defense, but before he could strike, the airflow before him had already been shredded by the powerful Sword Qi. He could not gather his qi to resist at all.

"No!"

Just as the sword was about to pierce Lin Yichen's chest, Lin Changdong in the stands saw his eyes split with fury. With a roar, he shot into the air and moved to attack Tang Tian.

"Hmph, the Lin Family truly is shameless!"

Tang Lingyun snorted coldly and strode through the air, blocking Lin Changdong's path.

Once one's cultivation reached the Soul-Emergence Realm, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth would achieve a certain harmony with the body, allowing one to fly through the air.

Thus, cultivators who could reach the Soul-Emergence Realm were all powerful figures in their own right, and no faction was willing to offend them lightly.

"Tang Lingyun, get out of my way!"

Lin Changdong roared.

"Get out of your way? Lin Changdong, were your earlier words nothing but fart? As the head of a Lineage, you don't want even a shred of dignity. Like crooked beams above, crooked rafters below—did that brat down there learn his shamelessness from you?"

Tang Lingyun glanced at him from the corner of his eye and showed no sign of yielding.

There was not yet anyone in all of Starfall City who could make Tang Lingyun wary.

"Brother Tiande, help me quickly! Save my son!"

Lin Changdong naturally knew he was no match for Tang Lingyun, so he wanted Qin Tiande to intervene.

"Brother Qin, I think you'd better behave yourself. This is a battle of life and death. We only need to watch; interfering would be wrong."

A figure clad in green blocked Qin Tiande, who had been about to act.

Qin Tiande's expression changed. He said in a low voice, "Ye Family Head, you have never involved yourself in worldly affairs. Why are you stopping me from saving my Qin Family's son-in-law now?"

Ye Qingyuan smiled calmly and looked at Jia Shiming. "City Lord, do you think it is appropriate for the two of them to act like this?"

The corners of Jia Shiming's lips lifted slightly as he smiled. "We are sitting here watching this battle precisely to ensure its fairness. Whoever interferes is in the wrong."

Qin Yuexi was frantic and shrieked, "Tang Tian, you good-for-nothing! You can't hurt Brother Lin! He is my husband! I'll kill you!"

As she spoke, she rushed forward, only to be stopped by Ye Ruxue.

The Wind-Snow Sword pointed at Qin Yuexi, and cold light filled Ye Ruxue's eyes. "If you want to die, try it."

"Ah!"

At that moment, a scream tore through the sky and rang across the entire square.

Everyone looked over to see Tang Tian's sword piercing through Lin Yichen's chest, blood spraying everywhere.

At the same time, a figure swiftly descended onto the stands and shouted angrily, "Stop!"

[Author's note]: Today's second update is here. There's more to come!

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