17: I'm not a good person, nor am I the main character.

At this moment, hearing Tang Ao's words, the young man in fine clothes gave Jiang Yan a thumbs up: "Kid, you've got guts. This Heir will let you off today."

Jiang Yan's expression was a bit bewildered. Was he planning to run away?

This was simply dreaming too much!

Kill whenever you want?

And when you find you can't win, you just spout harsh words and walk away?

"Wait!" Jiang Yan's expression was cold. "Who said you could leave?"

"Presumptuous!" The young man in fine clothes shouted angrily, his expression extremely arrogant. "I am the Heir of the Prince of Zhenbei of the Dagan Dynasty. If you dare touch me, you will be making an enemy of the Zhenbei Manor of Dagan!"

Jiang Yan was almost laughed to anger. Although he didn't hate this kind of playboy from a noble family, in this situation, could he still not see the reality?

Tang Ao was no fool. He could see the killing intent in Jiang Yan's eyes and quickly said, "Heir, you go first. I will block him."

Hearing Tang Ao say this, the young man in fine clothes seemed to understand something and hurriedly began to run towards the flying boat.

Jiang Yan coldly watched Tang Ao. In his eyes, that bullshit Heir was not worth worrying about at all.

Even if the other party ran back to the secular world to beg his father, his father wouldn't dare lead troops to the Qingyun Sect.

From the way the Qingyun Sect recruited Disciples, one could see the distinction between immortals and mortals. Even if you were the emperor of a Dynasty, you would want to send your children into an immortal Sect. After all, these great clans of the Dynasty still relied on the immortal Sects to resist foreign enemies.

As for whether the Sect would hand him over in exchange for a favor from the Prince of Zhenbei?

Anyone with a normal brain wouldn't make such a choice.

To hand over Li Yi's apprentice for a rejected Disciple who was nothing... then this immortal Sect might as well stop existing.

"You are very strong." Tang Ao drew his long saber. "But it's impossible for you to kill me!"

"I like people with confidence like you." Jiang Yan stroked his long sword and gave it a light flick. "But I hate your eyes!"

After speaking, the two of them instantly moved.

Jiang Yan stabbed rapidly with his sword, every strike aimed at Tang Ao's chest.

And every time Tang Ao finished defending, he would strike towards Jiang Yan's left leg.

Tang Ao leaned back, his long sword like a poisonous snake, immediately changing direction and stabbing straight for Jiang Yan's brow.

Clang!

Jiang Yan defended caught off guard, and a flaw instantly appeared in his posture.

Seeing this, Tang Ao used an upward slash, his left hand catching the sword from his right, and performed a direct Splitting Mount Hua.

Jiang Yan jerked his body to the side, avoiding the blade, while simultaneously infusing Spiritual Qi into his long sword.

Clang!

The tip of the sword collided with the blade, immediately bouncing Jiang Yan away.

"Though you have a cultivation base, you lack combat experience. You've lost!"

As Tang Ao's arrogant words fell, his figure flashed, and his long sword was like a Heavenly Maiden Scattering Flowers, stabbing at every one of Jiang Yan's vital points.

Jiang Yan was well aware of his combat abilities. The reason he could fight Tang Ao until now was indeed relying on his cultivation base.

But even so, he was constantly tempering himself.

Feeling the approach of death, the Spiritual Qi within Jiang Yan's body surged, and the long sword in his right hand emitted the sound of a sword hum.

Sword Rain Art!

Clang clang clang...

The sword lights collided rapidly, intersecting and separating incessantly, like exploding iron flowers.

Tang Ao was alarmed. He couldn't believe the young man before him could actually withstand his ultimate Martial Skill.

One must know that he had been tempering this Martial Skill from the moment he first picked up a sword to kill.

For ten full years, countless people had died under this move. He hadn't expected his signature skill to be broken like this.

And Jiang Yan was also greatly shocked at this moment. One must know that the Sword Rain Art was a high-level Martial Skill, yet it failed to break the opponent's sword move.

As the tips of their swords collided again, Tang Ao and Jiang Yan instantly separated.

"You are very good," Tang Ao said calmly.

"You are also very impressive," Jiang Yan praised with a smile.

He truly admired Tang Ao because the feeling the other party gave him was very strong, not at all like those ordinary Disciples.

One must know that he was at the Qi Refining Fifth Layer, while Tang Ao was only at Qi Refining Level Two.

The comparison between them was not as simple as one plus one; every layer was a heavenly chasm.

"I apologize to you on behalf of the Heir." Tang Ao cupped his fists. "As for compensation, it will definitely satisfy you."

"No need, I don't need a dead person to compensate me." After saying that, Jiang Yan attacked Tang Ao again.

Tang Ao's reaction was extremely fast; his long sword blocked horizontally, and his figure instantly retreated.

Jiang Yan seized the opportunity, lunging forward with a leap, his target being the Heir who was about to disappear.

"You dare!"

Tang Ao was furious. He never expected that Jiang Yan would play a feint on him.

The corners of Jiang Yan's mouth curled up. He wouldn't care about any sense of martial ethics.

'Since I can't kill you, I'll just kill your master!'

Although the Heir ran fast, his Qi Refining First Layer strength was right there. No matter how he ran, he couldn't outrun Jiang Yan at the Qi Refining Fifth Layer.

In an instant, the Heir felt as if there was the sound of something breaking through the air behind him.

But when he looked back, he was completely stunned.

"You, don't come over here!" the Heir shouted as he ran.

He was truly scared now. If given a chance to undo it, he definitely wouldn't have provoked Jiang Yan.

"As long as you don't kill me, I'll recognize you as my big brother and give you everything I have."

Just as the Heir's words fell, he only felt a blur before his eyes, and his whole body seemed to fly up instantly. Then, he saw his own body.

"Wh..."

A mist of blood sprayed from his chest as the Heir's head was sliced off by Jiang Yan's sword.

[Killed Qi Refining First Layer Cultivator Zhao Lingtian. Gained experience: 900. Gained life span: 20 years. life span: 72 years.]

[Current Experience: 30.13%]

[Plundered 0.1 essence from Zhao Lingtian.]

[Plundered Zhao Lingtian's Spell: Tiger Roar Sound Wave (Initial Stage).]

[Plundered Zhao Lingtian's Martial Skill: Seventeen Forms of Breaking Saber (Initial Stage).]

[Sword-type Weapons LV3 (974/10000)]

'Interesting, as expected of the Heir of the Prince of Zhenbei.'

Hearing the sound of breaking air getting closer behind him, Jiang Yan quickly turned around and used his sword to block.

"Why! Why!" Tang Ao questioned angrily.

At this moment, Tang Ao was like a demon, his eyes bloodshot and his teeth grinding audibly.

"I'm helping you free yourself!" Jiang Yan smiled, his tone indifferent. "A person bound like you must have a hard time every day, right?"

"What do you know? You know nothing!" Tang Ao shouted angrily, his long sword immediately changing moves, unleashing a fatal strike at Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan was startled and quickly retreated, dodging the fatal blow.

"A person who lives like a dog, locked by a chain every day—would he really be willing to be that dog?" Jiang Yan said while dodging Tang Ao's sword moves.

"Shut up, you know nothing!" Tang Ao was furious, and his movements became even faster.

"A debt of a single meal? A war orphan?" Jiang Yan's tone was light. "Or perhaps a Death Soldier?"

The moment Jiang Yan said "Death Soldier," Tang Ao's sword technique faltered.

Jiang Yan seized the opportunity and lunged forward.

The long sword in his hand was like raindrops, giving Tang Ao no time to react.

Puchi, puchi, puchi...

After a dozen consecutive stabs, Tang Ao was turned into a hornet's nest.

"You... you played... a trick..."

Tang Ao fell unwillingly, his blood-red eyes staring wide as he collapsed onto the grass, unable to die in peace.

[Killed Qi Refining Level Two Cultivator Tang Ao. Gained experience: 1500. Gained life span: 45 years. life span: 378 years.]

[Current Experience: 39.77%]

[Plundered 0.2 essence from Tang Ao.]

[Plundered Tang Ao's Martial Skill: Shadow Link Sword Outline (Intermediate Stage).]

[Sword-type Weapons LV3 (1154/10000)]

[Sword Rain Art LV1: 2/500]

"Did you think I was a good person? That I really wanted to recruit you?" Jiang Yan smiled disdainfully and then spat on Tang Ao's corpse. "You really think that by suffering, enduring, and not speaking out, you're the protagonist?"

"And your damn name is Tang Ao, why didn't you just call yourself Tang San?"

After a few complaints, he began the great task of looting the corpses.

He had seen with his own eyes that the Heir had a Storage Treasure. As for Tang Ao... it wasn't that Jiang Yan looked down on him, but it was simply impossible for Tang Ao to have one.

He had asked Li Yi before; Storage Treasures weren't common goods. Only one in fifty in the Foundation Establishment Realm had one, showing how rare they were.

Rummaging through the corpse, he finally found a bag-shaped Storage Treasure in the other's bosom.

Gently untying the seal, Jiang Yan closed his eyes and projected his Spiritual Qi into it.

Instantly, his consciousness seemed to be pulled into the bag.

'So it really is controlled by thought!'

'Interesting, though it's a bit small, only about three meters in size.'

Looking at the space inside and then at the clutter in the corner, he almost cursed.

'Good heavens, what a playboy. With so many undergarments, how many young girls did he ruin... Hmm, the scent of orchids, not bad.'