Chapter 289: You're Nothing But a Sword Slave!

Chapter 289: You're Nothing But a Sword Slave!

"Sword slave!"

When Yun Xiao uttered these two words, the hearts of everyone present clenched in a vice-like grip!

Ling Chen had been Bai Wuque's sword slave almost his whole life! Just a few days ago, he had delivered a karmic retribution to Bai Wuque, and now, Yun Xiao was pinning this disgrace back onto him?

To Ling Chen, no insult was greater than being called a sword slave.

"To think, an Exiled Sword Immortal would become the Sword Slave of another... well, that's just..."

People couldn't even find the words to describe the tumult in their hearts.

"Even though they're both in the Dao Heart Realm, why does Yun Xiao seem so much stronger than Ling Chen?"

No one understood.

This was the difference between a Creator Immortal and a Divine Sky Sword Emperor.

Even a Creator Immortal at their weakest was above the clouds!

After a tense silence, as Ling Chen hesitated to make a choice, the topic of discussion quickly shifted.

"Exile Ling is too weak."

"How he treated Bai Wuque's mother, I told you, he's no good, and you all praised him?"

"I said it before, all this talk about the Fiendish Sword Soul, it's all lies spread by Exile Ling."

"He can't beat Exile Yun, so he resorts to such low tactics, while Exile Yun is unafraid of rumors; that's the true demeanor of an Immortal!"

These words, previously spoken, were often met with retorts. But now, who would dare?

The tens of thousands of young justice-seekers, at some point, had their heads nearly buried in their necks, turning into shrinking turtles, awkwardly laughing along with others in praising Yun Xiao, their faces twisted.

Yun Xiao's name echoed through the skies!

The Withered Bone Keeper, Ku Xuan, the trio of Overseers, and others stood completely frozen, their faces warping with shock as if their insides were being torn apart.

This battle, not even lasting three hundred exchanges, saw Yun Xiao strike twice with his sword, forcing Ling Chen to keel.

Ling Chen's supporters were devastated!

"Dad, this is bad, if Exile Ling, unable to bear this humiliation, takes his own life..." Ku Xuan's voice trembled.

Sword Slave, a lowly slave! Even if Ling Chen rose to the position of second strongest, standing above countless people, others would still mock him as nothing but a sword slave! Who could endure such a fate?

"Exile Ling hasn't lost, he can still fight!" Overseer Sikong clenched his teeth. He wasn't wrong; Ling Chen had only lost his ears, not his arms. There was still a chance for him to turn defeat into victory.

"Fight!" Those Sword Cultivators, unwilling to accept defeat, suppressed their panic and roared at Ling Chen on the stage in the most stifled voices. In their hearts, a supreme reincarnated true Immortal like him surely couldn't just surrender and kneel as a slave! Even they couldn't stomach such humiliation!New novel chapters are published on

However, as they widened their eyes in anticipation, they were stunned to see Ling Chen bowing deeply Then, in front of everyone, he prostrated on the ground!

His forehead touching the earth, he spoke in the most respectful tone, "Sword Slave Ling Chen greets his master. From now on, I am willing to wield my sword and face death for my master!"

This statement, though not loud, instantly silenced all the noise.

The Withered Bone Keeper and his other supporters, along with the tens of thousands of justice-seekers, were petrified on the spot.

"Oh?" Yun Xiao turned his gaze towards Mu Dalong.

Mu Dalong, who had been smiling just moments before, now trembled, staring blankly at Zhang Mu, her eyes gradually filling with blood.

This news sent shockwaves through the crowd!

"Murdering his own brother?"

Such a deed was despicable in any realm!

"He killed my father? Why..." Mu Xiaolongs young eyes were filled with disbelief. Yet, she knew it must be true.

"Exile Ling, this is a misunderstanding!" Zhang Mu, weeping, crawled towards him. The more revolting his past actions, the more tragic his current plight. This was karma!

"Arrest him, and after investigation, execute him!" the Sword Warden commanded, not wanting the scandal to spread.

"Yes!" Several Overseers stepped forward, seizing the desperate Zhang Mu and forcefully dragging him away.

Zhang Mu had never imagined he would be betrayed by Ling Chen. He was stunned! Of course, he knew it was all because Yun Xiao was too powerful! Otherwise, how could Ling Chen be reduced to such a state?

"Are you alright?" the Sword Warden asked his daughter.

Mu Dalong quietly wiped away her tears and whispered, "I'm fine, Dad. At least we found the murderer. Its some consolation to my beloved."

"Who would have thought..." The Sword Warden sighed deeply.

"Do we need to delve deeper for evidence?" Mu Dalong asked.

"No need."

The so-called thorough investigation was just a formality.

With Ling Chen's testimony and the timing of Zhang Mu's allegiance to the Withered Bone Keeper, even a fool could deduce that the Withered Bone Keeper had coerced Zhang Mu with this very truth.

"Later, you will execute Zhang Mu," the Sword Warden comforted.

"Mhm." Mu Dalong nodded. After fourteen years, she could finally avenge her husband! Her daughter, Mu Xiaolong, had never even seen her father. How could such hatred be forgotten?

"Dad, can we take this chance to uproot the Ku Family?" Mu Dalong asked quietly.

With Zhang Mu being dealt with, why not go further and root out the Ku Family? After all, the truth about the demon spawn and Fiendish Sword Soul rumors, with just a word from Ling Chen, could condemn Ku Xuan.

"He is my master," the Sword Warden said through clenched teeth.

"Does being your master give him the right to do as he pleases? He wants the Sword Relic and even your life," Mu Dalong argued.

"Alright... but the Ku Family is a major family in the Sword Ruins, deeply rooted. Dealing with them is much harder than dealing with Zhang Mu. The time is not right yet," the Sword Warden said.

"I thought as much. You've always been ruthless, not one to let personal feelings interfere with matters of great importance," Mu Dalong looked towards the battle platform and whispered again, "Dad, are you saying Exile Ling's fighting spirit hasn't faded?"

"Let's just keep observing." The Sword Warden smiled slightly, "Truth be told, they're still both merely geniuses, not yet strong. With many disciples under my master's wing and the upcoming Nine Hells Conquest Clash, trying to eliminate the Ku Family now would hurt the vitality of the Sword Ruins."

"Then?"

"Wait a little longer. They'll get impatient, and impatience will push them into an abyss from which they can't return. I don't want to be known for killing my master... According to their own games, to destroy a man, you first have to make him utterly despised, right?" The Sword Warden chuckled.

"You mean to use their own tactics against them," Mu Dalong said.