103: Chapter 103 Watch how I expose them

"We pay our respects to Sword God Li Chungang."

Seeing that it was Sword God Li Chungang, Third Saint Son Zhao Long and Lin Qingxue both bowed in greeting.

"Oh, it's Grandpa Li! Why did you come here too?" Qingluan, who hadn't spoken for a long time, flashed a sly look on her pretty face and called out loudly.

Upon hearing this familiar voice, Sword God Li Chungang was so scared that his legs trembled: "Ouch, little ancestor, please don't joke around with this old man."

If Master Shen Xi were to find out about this, he would likely be chased all over the Holy Land again. Losing face was a minor matter, but if he lost his life, it would be truly over.

"I never expected that the fearless Sword God Li Chungang would also be afraid of Master Shen Xi?"

Seeing this, the usually cold and aloof Lin Qingzhu couldn't help but chuckle and teased Sword God Li Chungang.

"This... I have clashed with Master Shen Xi several times, and I have never won once. Every time, I ended up severely injured. How could I not be afraid?"

Sword God Li Chungang was quite honest; he wasn't afraid of losing face and stated the facts directly.

Master Shen Xi was also a master of the Sword Dao, with strength far surpassing his, and her cultivation in the Sword Dao completely eclipsed his.

"Hehe, Little Long, is your master, Old Monster Wang, still alive?"

Although he was unhappy inside, Sword God Li Chungang didn't dare to explode on the spot. Seeing Third Saint Son Zhao Long in front of him, he couldn't help but sigh: "I remember Old Monster Wang was severely injured a few days ago. What's the matter? He's not by your side—could it be that he has already passed away?"

Third Saint Son Zhao Long's guardian, Wang Xianzhi, and he had been rivals their entire lives, lifelong enemies who looked down on each other.

"Sword God Li Chungang, you are overthinking it. My master is in good health right now and perhaps has hopes of becoming a Saint."

Third Saint Son Zhao Long could obviously hear the implication in Sword God Li Chungang's words, and he responded without the slightest fear.

After all, his family was a Saint family, and there were several elders within his clan who were not weaker than Sword God Li Chungang. Their foundation was deep, and it was not something that a lone wolf like Sword God Li Chungang could compare to.

"That's good, that's good. This old man was just thinking, if that old monster died, how would I find him to drink and defeat him in the future?"

Sword God Li Chungang muttered a few more times, "Truth be told, your master, Wang Xianzhi, is quite lucky. Because he spoke rudely, he was chased across half of the Shenxuan Continent by Master Shen Xi, yet he still didn't die. I am truly full of admiration!"

Upon hearing this, Third Saint Son Zhao Long's face darkened significantly, but he dared not retort.

The fact that his master, Wang Xianzhi, had been chased all over the Shenxuan Continent for speaking rudely to Master Shen Xi was known to everyone in the world. If not for his own Saint ancestor intervening, he would have likely been beaten to death by Master Shen Xi long ago.

Wang Xianzhi had become a laughingstock for the entire Holy Land, and the Zhao family was no exception.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem..."

Just as the atmosphere at the scene became exceptionally strange, the gate of the Cangbing Pavilion flashed, and Ye Xuan walked out from within.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, Sword God Li Chungang, you are still as spirited as ever!"

"That goes without saying, but you kid are really not polite."

"Mm... Senior Brother, you finally came out." This time, Qingluan took a step forward, and using her full figure, completely hugged Ye Xuan's left arm to her chest, "Senior Brother, did you find a good treasure?"

"Of course I did." Ye Xuan pulled out a strangely shaped broken saber from his bosom.

Yes, hidden inside this broken saber was that Emperor-level Profound Skill—Monarch Descends.

"Junior Martial Uncle Ye Xuan, you finally came out." Lin Qingxue also changed from her previous cold and aloof appearance, taking small steps and throwing herself into Ye Xuan's arms, looking just like a young girl in love.

"Alright, be good." Ye Xuan also patted Lin Qingzhu's little head, comforting her.

"Hahaha!"

Hearing this, Third Saint Son Zhao Long could no longer hold back. He laughed a few times and couldn't help but mock: "Hehe, Pretty Boy, oh Pretty Boy, I thought you had found something good. You actually dare to take out just a broken, trashy sword?"

Although he was jealous that Ye Xuan could be surrounded by beauties, Third Saint Son Zhao Long knew that he had won this time.

The gap in strength between them was large. If he were to fight that Pretty Boy, Lin Qingzhu and that Qingluan would certainly not agree, and as for the bet...

Third Saint Son Zhao Long felt that it was impossible for him to lose, and seeing things as they were now, he knew he had already won.

"Little Long, aren't you happy a bit too early? The Emperor-level Blazing Sun Sword in your hand is far inferior to the broken sword in that kid's hand."

As a Huangxuan Realm powerhouse, how could Sword God Li Chungang not see that the broken sword in Ye Xuan's hand actually possessed a trace of Emperor-level aura? A look of gravity couldn't help but appear in his eyes.

Third Saint Son Zhao Long examined and sensed the broken saber in Ye Xuan's hand again and again, and a confident smile appeared on his face: "I say, Sword God Li Chungang, are you getting old? How can a broken saber compare to the Emperor-level Blazing Sun Sword in my hand?"

"Little Long, you really haven't learned any of Wang Xianzhi's true skills at all. You've certainly learned how to be blind, though."

Sword God Li Chungang's smile gradually faded, and at this moment, he even developed a killing intent towards Third Saint Son Zhao Long, "Today, this old man is in a good mood, so I won't lower myself to your level."

A mere ant of the Earth Profound Realm actually dared to speak rudely to him, a Huangxuan Realm powerhouse.

If it weren't for the fact that he came from a Saint family, Sword God Li Chungang would have wanted to destroy this brat on the spot.

There were still many geniuses on the Shenxuan Continent who hadn't fully grown up. Why did those geniuses die?

Most of them died because of arrogance.

"As expected of Sword God Li Chungang, you saw the peculiarity of my broken saber at a glance." Ye Xuan sighed lightly and complimented Sword God Li Chungang.

"Mere sixth floor, at most it's just a King-level spiritual treasure. What's the matter, is the thing in your hand perhaps an Emperor-level treasure? Stop joking!"

Upon hearing this, a trace of mockery flashed across Third Saint Son Zhao Long's rugged face.

"Sword God Li Chungang, are you deliberately trying to favor this Pretty Boy? Is that why you are intentionally trying to confuse the issue?"

"The sixth floor of the Cangbing Pavilion?" Sword God Li Chungang thought he had misheard. A look of disbelief flashed across his face, and he took another deep look at Ye Xuan: "This kid really has extraordinary luck. To be able to find a treasure related to an Emperor on the sixth floor is truly terrifying."

Sword God Li Chungang was silent for a long time. The look he gave Ye Xuan became even more intense. He couldn't help but regret not taking this kid away immediately back then. If he had taken him as his successor, even Master Shen Xi wouldn't have been able to change that fact.

"That's right, this broken sword is exactly the treasure that this disciple obtained from the fifth floor." Ye Xuan did not lie and admitted it candidly.

"Good, good, good. The younger generation is truly formidable. In the future, if you kid have any trouble, feel free to come to this old man. This old man will definitely help you."

Sword God Li Chungang looked at Ye Xuan, and the more he looked, the more he liked him. His talent was so powerful, he had great luck, and he was so respectful to him. Forming a good relationship with him could never be wrong.

"Hmph, damn old thing. As a Huangxuan Realm powerhouse, you are still so partial to a mere kid of the Spirit Profound Realm. Let's see how I expose your lies in a moment!"

Seeing this scene, Third Saint Son Zhao Long was almost driven mad with anger. However, when he thought about being able to slap the face of a Huangxuan Realm powerhouse, that would also be a great thing.

"Hehe, Junior Brother Ye, since you are so confident in your treasure, why don't you let us all see its true face? How about it?"