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

Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Zhijing lunged forward, covering his mouth with one hand. After glancing around to make sure no one was watching, he released his grip and said through gritted teeth in a low voice, "Afraid! I'm afraid of him! Remember this—from now on, treat Uncle Zhitian like an ancestor! And don't mess with that brat Yang Guo, or I'll cripple your martial arts, understand?!"

"But... but why is that..." Lu Qingdu asked, his face full of confusion.

"Why are you asking so many questions?! Head disciple? Hmph! Junior Brother Zhitian doesn't even care about such an empty title! My only opponent is Yin Zhiping! By the way—did you finish what I asked you to do?!" Zhao Zhijing asked coldly.

Lu Qingdu dared not say another word, and hurriedly took out something from his pocket, handing it over with a fawning smile: "Master, I got it, and the dosage has been doubled... Once the person affected uses their internal energy, the poison will double in intensity, hehe..."

"Good! Well done!" A ruthless glint flashed in Zhao Zhijing's eyes as he excitedly said, "Once I ruin Yin Zhiping's reputation, the position of Chief will be mine for the taking! The future leader of the Quanzhen Sect will undoubtedly be me! Then, you will be the fourth Chief!"

"Hehe... Then Qingdu thanks Master for his guidance!" Lu Qingdu nodded and bowed, his face full of flattery.

The night was slightly chilly, and the moonlight was like a ribbon.

Lin Tian leaned against the roof ridge, drinking alone from a wine jug, gazing up at the starry sky, and murmuring softly:

"Separated by two worlds, I wonder if you in the East are experiencing the first light of dawn or the deepest darkness? You are luckier than me... I have already lived through three months, while you have only lived through one month... Hmm?"

His gaze suddenly sharpened as he looked at the movement in the shadows in the distance.

"Lu Qingdu? Zhao Zhijing's disciple... What's he up to, acting so suspiciously?"

Lin Tian was thinking of the East when he suddenly felt a slight breeze in the night, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a sneaky figure. Upon closer inspection, he realized it was Lu Qingdu, Zhao Zhijing's apprentice and a fourth-generation disciple.

This place is the residence of the third-generation disciples. It would be strange if a fourth-generation junior sneaked in in the middle of the night!

With a swift movement, Lin Tian appeared like a ghost in front of Lu Qingdu, and hissed, "Lu Qingdu, what are you doing here?"

Before he finished speaking, he had already quietly activated the Soul Transfer Technique, pressing down on the other party's mind and giving them no chance to lie.

"Master told me... to lead Uncle Yin Zhiping to the path beside the lotus pond on the back mountain..." Lu Qingdu's eyes were unfocused as he blurted out everything like spilled beans.

"What does Zhao Zhijing want to do?" Lin Tian frowned, his tone becoming more serious.

He had no interest in the mess between Zhao Zhijing and Yin Zhiping, but since he had already stumbled upon it, he couldn't just pretend not to see it.

"The Dragon Maiden of the Ancient Tomb Sect practices her skills at the Lotus Pond around this time every month... My master wanted to ruin Uncle-Master Yin Zhiping's reputation, so he had me light the Chaos Incense and lure her there..."

Lin Tian's expression immediately turned strange.

Ruining reputation? Disrupting the spirits with incense?

Even a fool could guess what Zhao Zhijing was up to.

"Did you light that incense?"

"Once it's applied, it will take effect within 15 minutes."

"What would happen if no one took care of it?"

"I increased the dosage tenfold... If I don't intervene, he will surely be consumed by internal fire and burn to death."

"!"

Lin Tian cursed under his breath, raised his hand and swung his sword. A flash of cold light, and Lu Qingdu died on the spot.

Killing such traitors is an act of justice, and Lin Tian never hesitates to do so.

A card glowing green appeared above the corpse, but he didn't even glance at it before turning around and rushing towards the back mountain.

The back mountain of the Quanzhen Sect is actually a forbidden area—because it is the territory of the Ancient Tomb Sect.

At this moment, by the lotus pond, a woman in white sat quietly, her beauty unparalleled, yet her cheeks were flushed and her breathing erratic, as if she were drunk.

"Girl, leave immediately." Lin Tian said as soon as he appeared, his voice urgent.

"A Taoist priest from the Quanzhen Sect?!" Xiaolongnu's eyes turned cold as she glanced at him, her expression full of disgust.

But after that one glance, the drug's effects suddenly erupted, instantly sweeping through her limbs and bones. She gritted her teeth and endured it:

"You stinking Taoist priests of the Quanzhen Sect... This is Ancient Tomb Sect territory... Get out..."

He could barely speak properly; clearly, the Chaotic Incense had begun to exert its power.

Are you just going to leave like that? Let her fend for herself?

Lin Tian's mind raced, and he realized—he couldn't do that.

"Excuse me, young lady."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure flashed and he was already behind Xiaolongnu.

With a palm strike, his powerful internal energy flowed into her body along the meridian pathways of the Nine Yin Manual's healing chapter.

But his brows furrowed even more deeply.

Instead of improving, Xiaolongnu's symptoms became more severe.

He didn't know that the Chaotic Incense wasn't poison at all, but a potent aphrodisiac. Even the most powerful Nine Yin Manual couldn't cure it. Moreover, he had killed Lu Qingdu too quickly, without even asking for the antidote; now, using his internal energy to incite it was like pouring oil into a raging fire.

Several hours later, the effects of the medicine finally wore off.

As soon as Xiaolongnu regained consciousness, without saying a word, she picked up her sword and thrust it straight at Lin Tian's chest.

Lin Tian pinched the sword tip between his two fingers.

He had a terrible headache and looked utterly helpless.

"Young lady, while there was a reason for what happened earlier, I am indeed responsible. I promise you, I will definitely kill the person behind it. Whatever compensation you want, just name your name."

"I want you dead." Her voice was as cold as ice.

Lin Tian smiled bitterly and shook his head in silence.

Little Dragon Girl stared at him for a long time, then suddenly said, "Come back to the Ancient Tomb with me, and from now on, live there for all eternity."

Lin Tian was taken aback and stared at her in surprise.

The Ancient Tomb Sect has strict rules, and outsiders are not allowed to enter without permission, let alone stay for an extended period—is this a case of getting on the bus first and buying the ticket later? Developing feelings in the Ancient Tomb?

To stay forever?

He couldn't do it, and could only shake his head again.

Seeing his refusal, the light in Xiaolongnu's eyes dimmed slightly. Without saying anything more, she turned and walked towards the ancient tomb.

"Miss Long, are you just leaving like this?" Lin Tiantian asked instinctively, calling out to her.

Xiaolongnu turned her head, her gaze cold and clear as she stared at Lin Tian, ​​her voice as indifferent as snow: "I want you dead, I want you to come back to the Ancient Tomb with me—you refuse both, so what else can I do but stay?"

Lin Tian remained silent.

After a long silence, he asked in a low voice, "Miss Long... are you thinking of doing something drastic?"

"Can't you figure this out?" She frowned slightly, her tone filled with confusion. "You ruined my reputation and refused to retreat to the Ancient Tomb with me, so naturally I have to kill you. Now my martial arts are inferior to yours, so I can't kill you, but I'll practice and kill you another day."

After saying that, she turned and left, her clothes fluttering in the wind, without the slightest hesitation.

Lin Tian blinked, his mind blank.

"I... I got dumped?"

A roar of anger erupted in his mind: Damn it, Zhao Zhijing!

I'll kill you! If you hadn't set me up, would I have done such a despicable thing? And ended up being abandoned by a fairy?!

His face was ashen, and with a swift movement, he vanished into the night.

-

The sky was beginning to lighten with the first light of dawn, but the back mountain remained silent.

Inside the side hall, Zhao Zhijing paced back and forth, sweat beading on his forehead.

"Why isn't Qingdu back yet? Did he just go to sleep after finishing his business? If we don't catch him red-handed, how will Yin Zhiping admit to it? If all our efforts are wasted because of this... I will personally kill that idiot!"

The original plan was for Lu Qingdu to report the crime immediately after he succeeded, and then he would lead his men to "accidentally" stumble upon the discovery. But now that the person was nowhere to be seen, he dared not venture into the back mountain—that was a forbidden area of ​​Quanzhen.

Just as he was getting anxious, a cold voice suddenly rang out:

"Senior Brother Zhao, you're so diligent! Walking around here so early, could it be... you didn't sleep all night?"

"Who?!"

Zhao Zhijing was startled, almost jumping up. He turned around and saw Lin Tian. He was taken aback for a moment, then forced a smile.

"Zhi... Junior Brother Zhitian? What are you doing here?"

"Surprised?" Lin Tian raised an eyebrow and chuckled. "Weren't you waiting for your chubby apprentice, Lu Qingdu?"