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

"Could it be that the heavens heard my complaints and sent me to this martial arts world?" Lin Tian stroked his chin, chuckling to himself.

Yin Zhiping suddenly shivered, especially his lower body, which inexplicably tightened, as if a knife was pressed against his genitals.

……

"I will follow the Taoist priest's arrangements," Guo Jing replied hastily.

"Uncle Guo," Yang Guo suddenly looked up, "Do I really have to stay in the Quanzhen Sect?"

"Otherwise, why would I have brought you here?" Guo Jing said with a smile, ruffling his hair.

"Then...then..." Yang Guo's eyes flashed, his gaze fixed on Lin Tian, ​​and he blurted out, "Can I choose him as my master?!"

These words caused a slight pause in the room.

Lin Tian was slightly taken aback, then pointed to the tip of his nose. "Take him as a disciple?"

Are you kidding me? A fifteen or fourteen-year-old boy, rebellious and stubborn, is a real pain. I don't have time to serve him. With that thought, he closed his eyes and sat upright, looking like an old sage who had nothing to do with the world.

But Guo Jing had witnessed that swift and fleeting movement technique firsthand.

He had originally intended for Yang Guo to become Lin Tian's disciple, but judging from Lin Tian's current attitude, he clearly had no intention of accepting a disciple.

Ma Yu dared not force the issue. After all, the man before him was the only son of Emperor Lizong of Song, Zhao Yun—the future emperor!

He wanted him to force the emperor to take on a disciple? Ma Yu wasn't tired of living yet.

"Nonsense!" Guo Jing scolded in a low voice, "Is this something you chose to do?"

"Oh..." Yang Guo replied dejectedly. As clever as he was, how could he not see that Lin Tian had no intention of paying attention to him at all?

At that very moment—

"Ding, a mission card has been generated. Please check it, host."

A voice suddenly echoed in his mind, and Lin Tian's right palm felt heavy, as if he were holding an invisible card. Without making a sound, he tightened his fingertips and crushed it with a crack.

[Task Card]: Teach Yang Guo to break through to the Innate Realm.

[Time Limit]: Five years.

[Reward]: Silver Card ×1.

"A silver card?" Lin Tian's eyes flickered slightly. "The system has really gone all out this time. But thinking about it, it makes sense. Yang Guo is the protagonist of the Condor Heroes world, which is at a much higher level than The Smiling, Proud Wanderer. The influence value of the binding is naturally not low."

As his thoughts raced, he suddenly opened his eyes and said calmly, "I can take you as my disciple."

Yang Guo suddenly looked up, his eyes flashing with light. He knelt down with a thud, his voice clear and bright: "Master, please accept my bow!"

Guo Jing was filled with relief, his smile almost reaching his ears; Ma Yu was slightly surprised, but he didn't say much—this was Lin Tian's own decision, and it was none of his business to interfere.

"Don't rush to kowtow," Lin Tian chuckled, raising his hand to help her up. "Becoming my disciple is not an easy thing."

Before the words were finished, Guo Jing stepped forward: "Junior Brother, whatever your orders, Guo Jing will cooperate fully! Without hesitation!"

Fearing that Lin Tian might change his mind, even his son couldn't maintain his composure.

His love for Yang Guo far surpassed that for his own son, Guo Polu. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he treated Yang Guo as his own son.

Lin Tian waved his hand and said with a smile, "Senior Brother Guo, there's no need to be nervous. It's just a few rules."

"Master, please speak!" Yang Guo immediately straightened his back.

"First, you must not betray your master or ancestors." Lin Tian spoke slowly, his tone still calm, but a chilling killing intent had already quietly spread. "If you dare to betray your sect, even if you escape to the ends of the earth, I will cripple your cultivation and take your life."

In that instant, even a mere glimpse of murderous intent caused Yang Guo to freeze, his body drenched in cold sweat—it was the aura of someone who had truly traversed mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

His face turned pale instantly, but Yang Guo was not a pampered young master. He forcefully withstood the murderous intent, gritted his teeth, and whispered, "Disciple...disciple understands."

"Um."

Lin Tian withdrew his aura, a slight smile playing on his lips, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes. To be able to maintain composure under his slight killing intent—such composure and resilience were truly exceptional among his peers.

"Second rule—no one is allowed to abuse women." Lin Tian's tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable chill. While he couldn't claim to be a paragon of virtue, he hated those beasts who raped women. Otherwise, he wouldn't have killed Tian Boguang so easily back at Huiyan Tower.

"Yes, Master," Yang Guo replied readily.

Guo Jing nodded silently, secretly pleased. He was an upright man who could not stand lewd people, and at this moment he felt even more that Yang Guo had chosen the right master.

But Lin Tian changed the subject and said with a grin, "Of course, if you're as dashing as your teacher, girls will come knocking on your door, and you can accept them all without breaking any rules."

The room fell silent upon hearing this.

Guo Jing was stunned... Ma Yu was dumbfounded... The Seven Masters of Quanzhen were collectively speechless, and all the disciples stared wide-eyed, as if they had heard some shocking and absurd logic.

Yang Guo was also completely bewildered, and it took him a while to react before he stammered, "But...but Master, aren't we Taoists? Can Taoists marry?"

Lin Tian raised an eyebrow and scoffed, "Who said I'm a Taoist? I'm not. You think you can just become my disciple? Besides, matters between men and women require mutual consent. Even if Heaven chants 'Amitabha' ten thousand times, it can't stop them. You know there's an ancient tomb behind our Quanzhen Sect, right? Actually, that's where Patriarch Chongyang hid his mistress in a golden house..."

"Ahem!" Ma Yu hurriedly interrupted, sweat beading on his forehead, "Tian'er!"

"Ah—" Lin Tian snapped back to reality, almost losing his composure. Even someone who had transmigrated wouldn't dare to openly slander the founding patriarch.

He coughed twice and said seriously, "What I mean is, once you join my sect, you don't have to abide by the rules of Taoist priests. Besides, Senior Brother Guo wouldn't let you become a monk, right, Senior Brother Guo?" As he spoke, he turned his gaze to Guo Jing.

"Guo'er is Kangdi's only bloodline, so it is indeed inappropriate for him to become a monk," Guo Jing said in a deep voice.

"Phew..." Yang Guo breathed a sigh of relief and muttered to himself, "It's good that he's not a Taoist priest, it's good that he's not a Taoist priest..."

"third……"

Lin Tian paused, and seeing that Yang Guo was listening attentively, he slowly began to speak:

"This third rule is less of a precept and more of an instruction—from now on, as you roam the world, whether you do good or evil, I won't interfere. I only hope you don't lose your true self. As for the rest... well, as long as you don't break the first two rules, even if you turn the world upside down, I won't bother. Do you understand?"

To be honest, Lin Tian only wanted a silver card to take Yang Guo as his disciple.

What's with this talk of a deep master-disciple bond? Ha! They've only met a few times, where would that feeling come from? As for the future… let's just see how it goes.

"Yes! I will remember it!" Yang Guo replied resolutely.

"Alright." Lin Tian smiled and waved his hand. "From this day forward, you are my disciple, Lin Tian. Get up."

Seeing that the ceremony was over, Guo Jing's face showed relief, but also a hint of worry. From the temperament that Lin Tian had just revealed, he could smell a familiar scent—just like his father-in-law, Huang Yaoshi.

Evil and unrestrained.

Not a demon, yet disdains righteousness; not mad, yet difficult to tame.

With a fist and palm salute, Guo Jing solemnly said, "Junior Brother Zhitian, I entrust Yang Guo to you from now on. He has a lively and impulsive nature. If he makes a mistake, punish him if he deserves it, and beat him if he deserves it. There is no need to show mercy."