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"Oh, since Madam Ao speaks so highly of me, I wonder if I, Lin, would have the honor of visiting you tonight?" Lin Yaoxie said with a wicked smile.

Upon hearing this, Madam Ao's face immediately fell.

"Lord Lin, what do you mean by that?"

"Of course, that's the literal meaning. I wonder if Madam Ao agrees?" Lin Yaoxie still had a smile on his face.

"Hmph! Young Master Lin, don't be delusional. Just give up on that idea. I must take my leave now, as I have other commitments."

Madam Ao left the hall with a furious expression.

Lin Yaoxie did not chase after her, but just looked at Madam Ao's back with a wicked smile, thinking to himself, "I didn't expect you to be so ungrateful. Then I'll make you my slave, the kind you'd have on the bed, of course."

Time always flies, and in the blink of an eye it was already evening. Almost all the powerful figures who came to participate in this peerless sword competition had arrived and were settled in guest rooms.

In a courtyard, a bald, middle-aged man dressed in yellow and a woman dressed in black and wearing a veil are talking.

"Madam Ao, I really like you. Please give me a chance, just once," the middle-aged man said, looking at Madam Ao with a fawning expression.

Madam Ao ignored him.

"Sword Demon, have you done everything I arranged?" Madam Ao said calmly with her back to Sword Demon.

"It's all done, everything's done, all the preparations are complete," the Sword Demon said with a boastful look.

Madam Ao said, "Sword Demon, now that everything is done, let's wait until tomorrow. It's getting late, and we need to be well-rested for tomorrow. Go to bed early tonight. I'm leaving now."

Lady Ao made a move to leave, but the Sword Demon quickly stopped her.

"Madam Ao, I've been pursuing you for so many years, can't you give me a chance? I..."

Madam Ao looked impatient and was about to say something when a mocking voice rang out in the air.

"Sword Demon, since Madam Ao is unwilling, let go of her hand! Because she is now mine."

"Who dares to spout nonsense in front of me, the Sword Demon!"

A figure emerged from the shadows, dressed in flowing white robes, his attire as pure as snow, with a blood-red sword at his waist.

"Lin Yaoxie? Hmph! What evidence do you have to prove that Madam Ao is yours? You're dreaming." Although the Sword Demon was stupid, he knew that Madam Ao had nothing to do with Lin Yaoxie. On the contrary, Madam Ao hated Lin Yaoxie.

"Proof? This is the proof!"

Lin Yaoxie seemed to teleport away from his original spot in an instant, tearing off Madam Ao's veil and kissing her pink lips directly, while his hands also began to knead Madam Ao's breasts.

The Sword Demon was stunned for a moment, then flew into a rage.

"You wicked Lin, how dare you force Madam Ao! Today I'll take your life!"

The Sword Demon pulled out a sword from somewhere and swung it directly at Lin Yaoxie's head! Lin Yaoxie ignored the Sword Demon and continued to cling tightly to Madam Ao, who was struggling desperately in his arms.

Just as the sword was about to reach Lin Yaoxie's head, a ball of flame suddenly appeared in front of Lin Yaoxie and rushed towards the Sword Demon. The Sword Demon quickly dodged and avoided the powerful impact.

However, in order to avoid the collision, he naturally missed hitting Lin Yaoxie.

Sword Demon steadied himself and looked closely. A ferocious beast about three meters long, covered in flames, appeared in front of him. He knew that this was Lin Yaoxie's mount, the Fire Qilin!

Sword Demon's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as he watched Lin Yaoxie desperately trying to seduce Madam Ao.

"Lin Yaoxie! You coward, if you've got the guts, fight me face to face!"

"Hehe, if you're so capable, then kill the Fire Qilin first, and then come and kill me. I'll be waiting for you in Madam Ao's room, hahaha." Lin Yaoxie covered Madam Ao's mouth and led her towards her room.

"You despicable scoundrel, Lin Yaoxie! I'll kill you! You're dead! Return Madam Ao to me, or you're dead, do you understand, Lin Yaoxie?"

Sword Demon shouted at Lin Yaoxie as he desperately tried to get rid of the Fire Qilin.

Unfortunately, Lin Yaoxie completely ignored the Sword Demon, and led Madam Ao to Madam Ao's room, took off his clothes, got on the g, and began the most primitive exercise.

"Ah! Help! Sword Demon, help me, come quick!"

Hearing Madam Ao's pitiful screams, Sword Demon felt his heart breaking. He desperately tried to save Madam Ao, but the Fire Qilin was not so easy to get rid of. The Fire Qilin had speed, attack, and defense. In addition, with Lin Yaoxie's training over the past few days, the Fire Qilin's strength had greatly increased. Even if it was not Sword Demon's match, it was not something Sword Demon could deal with in a short time.

The Sword Demon could only sadly fight the Fire Qilin while listening to Madam Ao's screams gradually turn into moans of pleasure. Everyone knew what Lin Yaoxie and Madam Ao were doing.

He could only watch silently, powerless. This sense of powerlessness made him suddenly feel that he was too weak, unable to even protect the person he loved most. He knew that he could not kill Lin Yaoxie today, because he couldn't even defeat his own mount, let alone Lin Yaoxie. But he vowed that he would kill Lin Yaoxie in the future.

He feinted, preparing to jump over the wall and escape, planning to seek revenge on Lin Yaoxie when his strength had greatly increased. Just as he was about to land, a sword light flashed across the Sword Demon's head with lightning speed. The Sword Demon was dead!

Since Lin Yaoxie knew that the Fire Qilin couldn't kill the Sword Demon, he naturally left a backup plan, placing the Sword Saint outside the door so that if the Sword Saint saw anyone trying to escape, he could kill them without mercy.

The poor Sword Demon died at the hands of the Sword Saint.

Chapter 232: Gathering of Heroes

Two hours later, Lin Yaoxie emerged from Madam Ao's room and addressed the Fire Qilin and Sword Saint, who were still waiting in the courtyard: "Sword Saint, lead our men to surround the entire Aojian Manor. No one outside is allowed to enter, and no one inside is allowed to leave! Fire Qilin, assist Sword Saint. Do you understand?"

"Your subordinate understands."

"Roar"

Sword Saint and Fire Qilin indicated that they understood, and Lin Yaoxie nodded.

"Then you should get to it right away. The time should be about right; tonight is destined to be a sleepless night."

After Lin Yaoxie finished speaking, he ran directly towards the Sword Forging Pool.

Outside the sword-forging pool, a person dressed in night clothes and a person dressed in white are facing each other.

"Kid, move aside! I can't wait a second longer, I want the sword tonight!" A greedy voice came from a man dressed in black.

"I am Jian Chen, the nameless disciple. The peerless sword will not be unveiled until tomorrow. I will not allow anyone to take the sword tonight. It is clearly stated on the invitation that only those with the right destiny will obtain the peerless sword. You should give up on that idea," the white-robed man said with an upright expression.

"Kid, you're really asking for trouble. I'm going in today, let's see how you stop me."

After saying that, the man dressed in night clothes swung his sword directly at Jian Chen. Jian Chen quickly drew his sword and blocked the man's attack. However, the man was just making a feint and flew directly over Jian Chen's head, landing in the sword-forging pool.

After entering, the Night Walker discovered countless peerless swords, unsure which one was the real one. Suddenly, he noticed a huge sword in the center of the group, surrounded by flames. He thought, "This must be the sword." Just as he was about to take the huge sword, a figure blocked his way.

Enraged, the night traveler looked at the middle-aged man dressed as a swordsman and said angrily, "Who do you think you are, brat? How dare you stop me?"

"I am the sword slave who guards the peerless sword. The peerless sword can only be obtained by a person with destiny, not by a lowly thief. If you do not retreat, I will kill you without mercy!"

Before the Night Walker could say anything, a man with gray hair, who looked like a seasoned master, appeared beside the Sword Slave.

"Mr. Sword Greed's act of retrieving the sword in the dead of night is hardly the behavior of a righteous gentleman."

"Hmph! I didn't expect that even Zhong Mei, the swordsmith who is devoted to forging swords, knows the name of me, Jian Tan. It seems that the greed of Jian Tan is indeed widely known."

The Night Walker's body jolted, shattering his night-clothes and revealing Sword Greed's true appearance.

However, Zhong Mei ignored Jian Tan and instead shouted loudly towards the outside of the sword-forging pool: "Gentlemen, now that you're here, why not come in and have a chat?"

As soon as Zhong Mei finished speaking, countless figures appeared outside the sword pool with a "whoosh".

Jian Tan was shocked to see more than a hundred figures suddenly appear. Although he knew that he had people following him, he did not expect there to be so many. Almost everyone invited by Baijian Manor was here. It seemed that these people were not stupid. They must have sent people to monitor the sword-forging pool. Once someone broke into the sword-forging pool, they would send a signal. And once the signal was received, those so-called big shots would have no choice but to come.

Jian Tan carefully examined these people, feeling somewhat heavy-hearted. Although he was considered a skilled martial artist, there were no simple characters here. Just from what he saw, there were more than a dozen whose martial arts were no less than his own, not to mention those who had been famous for a long time.

He immediately dropped his arrogant attitude. Unlike that fool Zhang Shanfeng, he knew when to be arrogant and when to act like a coward.

"Zhong Mei! Now that you know we're here, give us an explanation. Which one here is the real peerless sword?" A muffled voice came from a short, middle-aged man.

Despite his short stature, no one dared to underestimate him. This was none other than Jin Yuncheng, the infamous figure known as "Long on Earth" in the martial arts world. (Jin Yuncheng is a fictional character; he does not exist in the original work.)

Jin Yuncheng is a truly ruthless and bloodthirsty villain. All his skills are in his hands. It is said that he has mastered the art of clawing to the extreme, capable of cutting through iron like mud. Ordinary swords cannot withstand three of his claws, which is incredibly powerful. However, he is skilled in claw techniques, not swordsmanship. I don't know why he is here today.

Before Zhong Mei could speak, a middle-aged man with a huge scar on his face couldn't stand it anymore.

"Jin Yuncheng, aren't you a practitioner of claw techniques? What are you doing here?"

The scarred man is also a renowned shuriken master in the martial arts world, Shen Yunfei.

Jin Yuncheng chuckled and said, "Although I am skilled in claw techniques, didn't Madam Ao say that this peerless sword belongs to the capable? Wouldn't it be good for me to try my luck? If the peerless sword happens to choose me, wouldn't that be a win?"

"Jin Yuncheng, you're not here to try your luck, are you? You're here to rob us, aren't you?"

"So what if I am? What can you do to me?"

A chilling aura emanated from between the two, and everyone took a step back, clearly not wanting to get involved in their fight.

Just as the two were about to start fighting, Zhong Mei spoke up.

"Please hold your horses, gentlemen. This peerless sword is not yet complete. Wouldn't it be better to fight for it after it is born? Fighting for it now will only benefit others."

The two exchanged a glance, realizing that Zhong Mei was right, and suppressed their anger, preparing to settle their differences when the peerless sword was unveiled.

"When will that peerless sword finally appear? You can't keep us waiting here!" someone shouted from the crowd.

All eyes were on Zhong Mei, eager for an answer. Zhong Mei smiled slightly, thinking to himself, "I wanted you to ask." Just as he was about to answer, a sinister voice came from outside.

"Haha, what's missing? Of course, it's slaughter! How can a true sword remain unsharpened? Your blood will be the best offering for this peerless sword!"...

Chapter 233: One Against a Hundred

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure appeared on the enormous, peerless sword in the center of the sword-forging pool.

Upon hearing these sinister and arrogant words, everyone glared angrily at the figure standing atop the peerless sword.

The man was dressed in flowing white robes, his attire as pure as snow, with a Blood God Sword at his waist.

Everyone recognized the man before them as Lin Yaoxie, the new city lord of Wushuang City, who was renowned throughout the martial arts world.

"Lin Yaoxie! What are you pretending to be? What do you know? Get down here right now!" A burly man, seeing Lin Yaoxie's dashing appearance, shouted loudly out of jealousy.

"Shut up!" Lin Yaoxie drew the Blood God Sword from his waist and cleaved the burly man in two without him even realizing what was happening.

Some people gasped, but most remained unmoved. After all, in this world, the strong set the rules, and the weak can only obey. That's the nature of the world, governed by the law of the jungle.

"Look, isn't this sword absorbing this man's blood?" Lin Yaoxie pointed at the burly man he had killed.

Everyone's eyes followed the direction Lin Yaoxie pointed. Sure enough, the blood on the burly man that Lin Yaoxie had killed did not spread out in a strange way. Instead, it formed a blood line and kept converging on the peerless sword that Lin Yaoxie was standing on.

“Since this peerless sword requires blood, then only the weakest person in this place can be sacrificed,” Jin Yuncheng said, looking at the other martial arts practitioners with a bloodthirsty expression.

“Yes! The weak are only fit to be stepping stones for the strong. If they can make some contributions to the strong, then their death is worthwhile,” Shen Yunfei said, looking at the others.

The weaker martial artists were immediately filled with fear. This was a death sentence for them. They cursed Lin Yaoxie in their hearts and regretted getting involved in this mess. Their feet moved involuntarily, preparing to leave the place that was about to become a battlefield.

Just as all the strong were setting their sights on the weak and preparing to kill them, they were unaware that Lin Yaoxie had already set his sights on everyone.

"No need for all that trouble. Just make sure you all become sacrifices. What's the point of distinguishing between the weak and the strong?"

As soon as Lin Yaoxie uttered his words, everyone stared at him in shock. Did he even realize what he meant by saying that? He was making himself everyone's enemy! Although Lin Yaoxie was very strong, there were limits to how strong he was. Moreover, there were hundreds of top experts present. Even the strongest among the top experts couldn't withstand a single move from all of them. Lin Yaoxie was courting death.