The Xiaolu girl was still sobbing and crying as she complained.
With her short, small hand, she pointed directly at the several Thearch Realm opposite her, her tone filled with indignation, wanting Lin Xuan to help her vent her anger.
Lin Xuan chuckled and gently patted her head, soothing her.
"Alright, don't be angry. Master will help you vent your anger."
However, this scene stunned everyone around them. One or two people stared at it in disbelief, wondering if their eyes and ears were playing tricks on them.
Even Situ Rong was dumbfounded and stood there stunned.
He swallowed hard, staring blankly at the man comforting the little girl beside him, feeling utterly bewildered.
All of this unfolded in a way that exceeded his expectations.
Owner...?
What's going on?
This Holy Spirit actually has a master?
The woman who had just retreated was even more astonished, her mouth agape in disbelief, her fingernails digging deep into her palms without her noticing.
That... that Holy Spirit that could withstand five powerful Great Emperor Realm was actually the spirit pet of the burden she disliked!? How could that be!
Isn't he Situ Rong's junior brother?
Sacred Master Yunzhao's disciples are notoriously powerless and without influence; most of them are from commoner backgrounds, and none come from the Aristocratic Clan. How could they possibly have such a foundation?
What right does this burden have to deserve this...?
"So, it already belongs to someone."
In the distance, the old man at the Third Level Thearch Realm of the Asura Blood Sea Path slowly spoke, his eyes flashing with an undeniable brilliance.
"However, boy, this is the Holy Spirit, not something you are entitled to possess!"
"I'm not qualified, but you are?"
Upon hearing his words, Lin Xuan immediately broke into a smile.
His words were full of sarcasm, but the old man at the Thearch Realm didn't seem to mind; he simply gave Lin Xuan a cold look.
"Nature..."
He didn't mind, not because he had a good temper, but because, in his eyes, Lin Xuan was already a dead man.
However, before he could even finish his last words, Lin Xuan didn't give him the chance to finish speaking, and the longsword was already in his hand.
He held Xuan Bing with one arm, gently stroking the top of her head, while his other hand decisively swung down.
The Sword-Ray flashed out swiftly in his cold eyes, and the terrifying shockwave stirred up waves in the swamp, transforming into a powerful and unstoppable water wave that rushed towards the Third Level Thearch Realm opposite him.
All the Asuras crumbled in this One Sword strike, without any chance to resist. Even the sea of blood was leveled by the One Sword, leaving no trace.
The old man who mainly cultivated the Asura Dao was destroyed by this One Sword, his path was broken and his body was destroyed. His pupils dilated and his eyes bulged. He died on the spot without even leaving a last word.
He died... and it was that swift and clean!
Lin Xuan, gazing at the gradually calming waters and the other Thearch Realm who were far from calm, spoke up softly, filling in the gaps in the old man's unfinished words.
"Are you qualified?"
"What right do you have? You can't even withstand One Sword strike from me."
But no one could answer him anymore.
He naturally didn't need anyone's answer.
The scene suddenly fell silent.
It could even be said that the silence was somewhat frightening. Even the Demon Beast deep within the swamp did not surface. Even though the corpse of an Emperor Thearch Realm had fallen into the swamp and was now bleeding profusely, making it the perfect time to devour it, the swamp seemed to be dead.
Everyone, including the remaining few Thearch Realm experts, stared at Lin Xuan in shock, dumbfounded and unable to recover.
Situ Rong and the woman couldn't discern Lin Xuan's cultivation level, but the several Thearch Realm experts could see through it at a glance, which was why they were so quiet at this moment.
The opponent is merely at the Heavenly Venerable Realm!
In fact, he hasn't even reached the perfect realm yet; he's only just entered the Heavenly Venerable.
Yet, even so, a seasoned veteran at the Third Level Thearch Realm died at his hands. It was simply...
fear!
Moreover, he was killed with One Sword strike!
Is the world crazy, or are they crazy?
"Gulp!"
Someone swallowed hard, their eyes wide with shock. Several lower-level Thearch Realm were already considering retreating.
They clearly saw that the person before them was a monster!
An absolute monster!
If they oppose him, they fear they will follow in the footsteps of the Blood Sea Monster.
No!
They haven't lived enough!
Situ Rong finally came to her senses, and her eyes were filled with disbelief as she looked at Lin Xuan; she even began to doubt him.
Is this person really my junior brother?
Their academy actually has such a genius?
"Young master... no, senior, we were blind and foolish enough to attempt to steal your spirit beast. We deserve to die! We will depart now..."
The Thearch Realm experts over there had already reacted; all their killing intent and dissatisfaction vanished in an instant, leaving only trembling fear.
As for fighting spirit?
It's long gone!
How could they possibly defeat someone capable of instantly killing Thearch Realm Third Layer expert with One Sword strike?
Even if ten more people joined forces, let alone the four of them, they probably wouldn't be a match for them!
Faced with their apprehension and fear, Lin Xuan slowly spoke.
"You all deserve to die."
Stealing the Xuan Bing is not a big deal.
After all, this is a dog-eat-dog world.
Unfortunately, they managed to steal it from him, and he was stronger than all of them!
He gave a faint smile, leaving no chance for the others to even offer a word of explanation, and swiftly ended their lives.
The marshland became their burial ground; Lin Xuan's Sword-Ray ended the lives of all of them, leaving them no way out.
Sacred Master Yunzhao disliked trouble.
Coincidentally, her disciples, including Lin Xuan, were all people who disliked trouble.
If he lets these people get away and they spread the news that he possesses Xuan Bing (mysterious ice), Lin Xuan can imagine that his future days will be filled with unrest.
Even if he had the ability to handle it, he hated these troubles.
So, the only thing we can do is trouble them to die.
After the deaths, their bodies fell into the water. Once Lin Xuan and the others left, the Demon Beast hidden beneath the water would completely bury all traces of the place.
Lin Xuan casually patted Xuan Bing's head and turned to look at Situ Rong.
"Senior brothers, I won't be traveling with you. Besides, this young lady doesn't seem to welcome me very much."
He glanced casually at the woman beside him.
Just one glance was enough to make him tremble all over, his face stiff and pale.
Clearly, she was reminded of her previous attitude towards Lin Xuan, and now she was sweating profusely, fearing that she would suffer the same fate as those people before her.
At the same time, she felt she had no way to express her suffering.
Who would have thought that the Primordial Holy Heaven would have such a powerful newcomer!
Even Emperor Jing, at the third level, couldn't withstand his One Sword!
What kind of monster is this? Its cultivation level shouldn't even have reached the Thearch Realm yet. How did it manage to do that?!
This is terrifying...
She opened her mouth, wanting to apologize, but Lin Xuan had already pulled the bouncy Xuan Bing away.
Xuan Bing was very clever. When she passed by the corpses of several Thearch Realm under the swamp, she waved her hand and retrieved their Storage Bag Emperor Weapon. She glanced at Lin Xuan and, seeing that Lin Xuan had no intention of taking them, she was overjoyed and happily put them away.
What a bumper harvest!
When we get back, we'll switch to edible spirit medicine and fill our stomachs properly!
At this moment, Situ Rong finally came to her senses, but was once again stunned by Lin Xuan's words.
"Senior brother?"
"... I?"
Does someone as terrifying as him deserve to call him "senior brother"?
Slowly regaining her senses, Situ Rong shook her head with a wry smile, reached up to touch her forehead, and murmured silently to herself.
Teacher, oh teacher, what kind of monster have you taken in?!