Martial Arts Master: The Lin Family Sword God, who swept through the Five Mountains and Four Sects

Yilin blushed, lowered her head and murmured a Buddhist chant, her voice barely audible.

"Where did I go wrong?" Linghu Chong was losing face and his anger flared up: I tried to help you out of a tight spot, but you humiliated me in public instead?

Lin Tian said slowly and deliberately:

"What's so stupid about him? This is Liu Zhengfeng's big day of retiring from his life of crime. Hengyang City is full of Hengshan Sect spies. Tian Boguang should have kept a low profile, but instead, you kept calling him 'Brother Tian' so affectionately. Who wouldn't see that he's the womanizer? Besides, when Daoist Tiansong came over, didn't you give him a look so he could go get reinforcements? Instead, you let him misunderstand that you were an accomplice. Do you believe your master Yue Buqun will beat you for three days and three nights?"

The most outrageous thing is that the grandfather and grandson watched the swords flashing and the sand flying, but they didn't even blink. They sat calmly at the table and ate their rice as usual. How could they be ordinary people? Instead of saying a few nice words to ask the senior to help, you just stubbornly resisted? I say you're stupid, isn't that unfair?!" Lin Tian smiled, his tone full of teasing.

"Hehehe...Grandpa, he can tell you're an expert!" The clever little girl was Qu Feiyan, who was laughing heartily.

Qu Yang chuckled softly without saying a word, but a hint of amusement crept into his gaze as he looked at Lin Tian.

Upon hearing this, Linghu Chong was immediately speechless. He scratched his head, shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "This brother is right. I, Linghu Chong, am indeed incredibly stupid."

"Oh? Kid, since you recognize me, tell me, how am I, Tian Boguang, smarter than that Linghu Chong? If you say something that pleases you, I'll spare your life." Tian Boguang sneered as he drew his dagger from his waist and slammed it on the table with a bang, his killing intent blatantly overwhelming.

"Spare my life? Ha... Let's hear how smart you are first." Lin Tian's lips curled up slightly. If Dongfang Bubai heard this, he would probably frown—who would dare to challenge Wanli Duxing like this?

"You do have some brains. Tian Boguang, you've been picking flowers for over a decade, constantly getting into minor troubles, but you've never gotten involved in any real disasters. People say you have unparalleled lightness skills and can escape quickly, but think about it carefully? You only pick on the weak—small families, gentry's concubines, you're not even a respectable member of the martial arts world. The Holy Maiden of the Sun Moon Sect is in Luoyang, right here, do you dare to touch her?"

Every word was like a needle, piercing straight to the lungs—wasn't this a blatant accusation that he bullied the weak and feared the strong?

Tian Boguang's face twitched, his anger erupting. He grabbed a knife from the table and lunged forward, his eyes bloodshot: "I gave you a way to live, but you didn't take it. Don't blame me for being ruthless when you go to hell!"

The wind howled, instantly stirring up a cloud of dust as the Thirteen Styles of Flying Sand and Stones were unleashed!

With lightning-fast footwork, he swayed and the cold blade was already aimed straight at Lin Tian's neck!

"Brother Tian, ​​stop!!"

Linghu Chong shouted urgently, but due to his previous injury, his movements were slowed by half a beat. Before he could draw his sword, he had already missed.

"You dare call this kind of swordsmanship 'fast sword'?" Lin Tian sneered.

The next instant—the sword was drawn.

No one saw when he drew his sword; they only saw a flash of white light, as if lightning struck a mountaintop, so fast it tore through their vision.

When he regained his composure, the longsword had already pierced Tian Boguang's throat.

Clang!

The knife fell to the ground. Tian Boguang gripped his throat tightly, his fingers trembling as he pointed at Lin Tian, ​​his throat making gurgling sounds: "You...you are...the...deadly..."

Before he could finish speaking, he collapsed to the ground with a thud, lifeless.

At the same time, a wisp of red light appeared on the corpse—a red card silently materialized. It was entirely expected that a newly ascended master of the Acquired Realm, and a villain with considerable influence in a world like *The Smiling, Proud Wanderer*, would drop a red card. He casually scooped it up and placed it in his palm.

[Red Item Card: Thousand-Year-Old Tianshan Snow Lotus]

Brief introduction: The thousand-year-old snow lotus that grows on the summit of Tianshan Mountain can greatly accelerate healing and internal energy cultivation when consumed. It is one of the rare treasures of heaven and earth.

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Lin Tian's eyes lit up, unable to hide his joy. Internal energy cultivation is the foundation of a martial artist, and currently the biggest bottleneck limiting his combat power. Now, with this item, reaching the peak of the Acquired Realm within two months is no exaggeration; and reaching the Innate Realm within a year is within his reach!

However, he did not activate the card on the spot. All eyes were fixed on them; although they couldn't see the card itself, the sudden appearance of a crystal-clear, jade-like snow lotus would likely terrify them. Moreover, such a thousand-year-old medicinal herb could not be exposed to the outside world; it must be sealed in a top-grade white jade box to preserve its medicinal power. Since a container was not yet available, leaving it in the card's space was the safest course of action.

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"Such a fast sword! Even I couldn't catch its trajectory!" Qu Yang, sitting at another table, narrowed his eyes and spoke with unusual seriousness.

"Wow...that's amazing!" Qu Feiyan's mouth dropped open, her face filled with disbelief. She had just thought this young man was merely good with words, but who would have thought his attacks would be so ruthless and precise!

"Amitabha, Amitabha..." the young nun chanted softly, her face pale.

Linghu Chong gazed at the corpse on the ground and sighed, "Brother, Tian Boguang may be wicked, but his crimes don't warrant death... Why resort to such a deadly act?"

While they were drinking heartily, Linghu Chong didn't think that Tian Boguang was necessarily going to die.

Lin Tian chuckled lightly, his tone indifferent: "Brother Linghu, do you think he doesn't deserve to die? Don't rush to answer, let me do the math for you—the womanizer Tian Boguang has been running rampant in the martial arts world for at least ten years. Let's make a conservative estimate: three cases a month, thirty-six a year, that's three hundred and sixty cases in ten years."

At least half of them were young women, 180 in total. Brother Linghu, you know very well what chastity means to a woman, don't you? Of these 180, at least 100 must have committed suicide out of despair. One hundred innocent, vulnerable women lost their lives because of him, Tian Boguang—tell me, shouldn't this man be killed?

The more somber Lin Tian's voice became, the uglier Linghu Chong's expression grew.

Not to mention those who survived—the rest of their lives will be spent enduring gossip and self-humiliation.

"He truly deserves to die." Linghu Chong nodded slowly.

He answered readily, but his expression was somewhat heavy. It turned out that the martial world wasn't as carefree and vengeful as he had imagined.

"In my opinion, it's Tian Boguang, that beast, who deserves to be torn to pieces!" A clear voice suddenly rang out from the side, like the ringing of a silver bell. It was Qu Feiyan who spoke.

Lin Tian turned his head and smiled: "Little sister also thinks he deserves to die? Then why didn't you let your grandfather do it just now?"

Qu Feiyan, only thirteen or fourteen years old, darted around with her bright eyes, showing no fear whatsoever: "I wasn't that angry at first, but after hearing what you said, big brother, I understand how despicable this person is! This kind of scum deserves to be condemned by everyone, how come it's us who..."

"Non-smoking".

Qu Yang interrupted, then turned to Lin Tian, ​​cupping his hands in greeting, and said, "Young brother, your insightful words are truly enlightening. In the past, while I despised the actions of such womanizers, I never truly considered their evil. But after hearing this account today, I realize their sins are heinous! From now on, whenever I encounter such scoundrels, I will personally kill them without leaving a trace!"

"Mmm-hmm!" Qu Feiyan nodded vigorously. "I'm going to practice my martial arts too, so I can castrate every single one I see!"

As he spoke, he made a nimble gesture, as if he were actually chopping vegetables with a knife.