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

"Junior Brother Zhitian..."

Guo Jing was about to offer some advice when Lin Tian interrupted him, "What? Which part of what I just said was a lie?"

Guo Jing's lips moved slightly, but he ultimately didn't utter a single word.

Because—every word is true, and there is no way to refute it.

"You! We'll fight you to the death!"

Wu Dunru and Wu Xiuwen were completely enraged, their eyes bloodshot, and they lunged at Lin Tian without thinking twice.

"Guo'er," Lin Tian called out indifferently, without even lifting his eyelids. Dealing with these two good-for-nothings who hadn't even reached the threshold of the Acquired Realm was beneath him; it would be beneath him to do it himself.

"Leave it to me, Master!" Yang Guo's eyes lit up, and he leaped out like an arrow.

Back on Peach Blossom Island, he was bullied by these two guys a lot, but today it's finally his turn to stand up for himself.

Before they could even exchange two blows, the Wu brothers were beaten black and blue, rolling on the ground screaming in agony.

"Guo'er, stop!" Guo Jing rushed forward, trying to stop him.

But just as he took a step, a heavy force pressed down on his shoulder. Lin Tian stood still, his tone calm but unquestionable: "Don't worry, Senior Brother Guo, Guo'er knows what he's doing. Guo'er—just don't kill anyone."

"Junior Brother Zhitian!" Guo Jing turned around abruptly, his face ashen. "Even if Dunru and Xiuwen were inappropriate in their words, I could have made them apologize! Why did it have to come to this?!"

"Oh?" Lin Tian chuckled, his gaze sharp as a blade. "Senior Brother Guo is feeling sorry for his disciple, isn't he?"

Guo Jing stared intently at him, silent, yet his silence spoke volumes.

"And what about my disciple?!" Lin Tian's face suddenly turned cold, his voice like ice hitting the ground. "Back on Peach Blossom Island, they almost pushed my disciple into the sea to drown! How are you going to settle that score?! I can beat him and scold him, but who dares to lay a finger on him—today, those lying here won't just be two rotten eggplants! Letting Guo'er beat them up now is already out of respect for you! Otherwise… would they still be standing and breathing?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Guo's eyes instantly turned red.

He only mentioned that matter to his master once, and never said anything more. But his master remembered it all along.

His heart burned with rage, and he showed no mercy, his fists whistling through the air, causing the two to howl in pain.

Guo Jing was startled upon hearing this and abruptly turned to look at Guo Fu: "Fu'er! Is this really true?!"

Guo Fu shrank behind Huang Rong in fright, her voice trembling, "Yes...yes..."

"You scoundrel!" Guo Jing was furious and raised his hand to teach his daughter a lesson.

Huang Rong stopped her and whispered, "No." Her gaze swept over the Wu brothers who were being brutally beaten, then looked at Lin Tian, ​​whose face was full of frost, gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and turned her head away.

Actually, there was another reason why Guo Jing didn't immediately intervene—Yang Guo didn't use his internal energy, but simply suppressed them with his techniques. At most, the two men would suffer minor cuts and bruises, but their injuries wouldn't be permanent.

Half an hour later, the Wu brothers were so swollen that their faces were unrecognizable, resembling two rolling pig heads, groaning on the ground. Only then did Yang Guo stop, flick his wrist, glance coldly at them, and retreat to Lin Tian's side.

"Guo'er... Uncle Guo is sorry." Guo Jing stepped forward, his voice low and hoarse, his face full of guilt. He never expected that Yang Guo's days on Peach Blossom Island would be so difficult.

"It's alright, Uncle Guo." Yang Guo smiled, looking relaxed. "I know that besides my mother and master, you love me the most."

The more sensible she was, the more Guo Jing felt as if a huge boulder was pressing on his heart, making it hard to breathe.

"Alright, Senior Brother Guo." Lin Tian waved his hand, changing his tone, "This is a family feud; there's no need to make a spectacle of it for others to see. Now—I have some serious business to attend to."

He paused, then added, a slight smile playing on his lips: "Trouble... no, I have a few words I'd like to say to all of you 'heroes' here."

The word "hero," in particular, was emphasized heavily, revealing a palpable sense of sarcasm.

"Hmm? Trying to sneak away?"

The Golden Wheel Monk quietly took a step back, his movement extremely subtle, yet Lin Tian saw through it at a glance. A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips, and a chilling glint flashed in his eyes.

boom--!

A powerful Demon-Subduing Fist was unleashed! Inner force was released, condensing into a massive fist shadow that tore through the air and pierced straight into the chest of the Golden Wheel Monk!

With a loud bang, the Golden Wheel Monk was sent flying backward, the sound of his bones cracking clearly audible, his tendons and veins severed, and blood gushing out!

If he hadn't cultivated the "Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill," making his physical body comparable to a fully-fledged Innate Realm expert, this punch would have killed him on the spot!

He lay sprawled on the ground, convulsing, staring intently at Lin Tian, ​​his eyes filled with terror and disbelief: "Condensing Qi into a罡 (Gāng)?! You...you're actually at the peak of the Innate Realm?! I...I'm not innocent...but even if you're this strong, daring to block my Mongol cavalry...you're doomed..."

"It's so noisy."

Lin Tian frowned and his five fingers clenched tightly—with a crisp crack, the Nine Yin Divine Claw crushed the Golden Wheel Dharma King's throat like an iron clamp. Before blood could splatter, the body went limp.

Immediately afterwards, a card emitting a faint purple glow appeared in the air.

[Purple Weapon Card: Longsword - Abyss Rainbow]

[Introduction: Formerly known as the Broken Rainbow, the Dragon-Slaying Blade was forged from fragments of a meteorite. After Jing Ke's failed assassination attempt on the King of Qin, the Broken Rainbow fell into the hands of King Ying Zheng of Qin. It was then reforged by the Qin Dynasty's top swordsmiths using five metals, greatly increasing its power and eliminating its malevolent aura. It ranks second among the "Ten Famous Swords" in the Qin Dynasty's Master Hu's Sword Manual.]

Purple-tier longsword... Abyss Rainbow...

Lin Tian's eyes flickered slightly, a hint of joy flashing across them.

He was still using the Pearl Longsword, forged from blue-grade ordinary iron. Although it was still incredibly sharp, he had now entered the legendary realm, and his inner strength was as vast as the ocean. This weapon was already overburdened and was on the verge of breaking.

Just when I was worried about not having a sword to match my cultivation, this Yuanhong sword was delivered to my door.

The timing, location, and people were all perfect.

He didn't rush to crush and activate it; with a thought, he directly stored the card in his personal space.

He quickly scanned the room, his tone light and casual, as if he were chatting with someone: "Alright, let's continue. Guo'er, where were we, Master?"

"Master, you said you were going to start something... oh no, I mean you have something important to tell all the 'heroes' here." Yang Guo mimicked his nonchalant tone, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Hmm, good memory." Lin Tian nodded, his gaze sweeping over the crowd. His voice was low, but every word was clear:

"Let me introduce myself first. My name is Lin Tian, ​​the chief pavilion master of the seventy-two pavilions of the Heaven and Earth Pavilion."

The moment he finished speaking, the entire room erupted in uproar.

"What?! The Heaven and Earth Pavilion? That mysterious organization that only emerged three years ago, wiped out the Beggars' Sect in a year, and now dominates the martial arts world?!"

"The Grand Master of the Seventy-Two Pavilions?! Wouldn't that be second only to the Emperor, above all other sects?!"

"Not to mention sects, even the imperial court is wary of the Heaven and Earth Pavilion! Its wealth, martial prowess, and intelligence network span the entire land. It's said that if the seventy-two pavilions joined forces, they could suppress half of the martial arts world!"

"Half of the industry? That's a pipe dream!"

"...What do you know? In the past three years, who hasn't known that the Heaven and Earth Pavilion is all-powerful?"

In just three years, the Heaven and Earth Pavilion has grown from nothing to a formidable force in the martial arts world. Lin Tian has never bothered to conceal his identity; who among those who roam the martial arts world doesn't recognize the title "Grand Master of the Heaven and Earth Pavilion"?

This status is so prestigious that it rivals that of the current emperor, Zhao Yun, who rules over the land.

Guo Jing murmured and sighed, "I never expected... that Junior Brother Zhitian would actually be the master of the Heaven and Earth Pavilion."

Huang Rong, however, looked solemn, her fingertips trembling slightly, and a sudden sense of alarm rose in her heart.

Lu Youjiao stepped forward with clasped hands, his tone respectful yet wary: "I have long admired the name of the Grand Pavilion Master. May I ask what important matter you wish to convey today? We are all eager to hear your advice."

Lin Tian smiled faintly, his tone leisurely:

"Of course you have to listen—after all, this is a matter of life and death."

One sentence, and the entire room tensed up instantly.