145: Blade & Soul

At the Peak of Azure Thunder Mountain, Sword Qi surged everywhere.

Today was the quinquennial Sword Washing Pool assembly of the Azure Thunder Sword Sect. On the plaza, thousands of elite Disciples stood with swords in hand, while envoys from various major factions of the Eastern Profound Domain gathered together, heaping praise upon the majestic figure seated at the head.

Lei Ao sat on the Sect Master's throne, his purple robes embroidered with thunder patterns rustling in the wind. He was enjoying the thrill of reaching the pinnacle of power, especially after secretly eliminating the previous Sect Master and imprisoning Liu Ruyan; his vanity of being 'the sole ruler under heaven' had reached its Peak.

'Sect Master Lei's swordsmanship is divine, and now that you hold the reins of the Eastern Profound Domain, you are truly a role model for us all!' an Elder from a small Sect said with a fawning smile.

Lei Ao raised his golden cup, about to offer a few humble words, when suddenly—

'Boom—!!!'

A deafening roar erupted from the mountain gate. The 'Mountain-Suppressing Stone Pillar,' the pride of the Azure Thunder Sword Sect, capable of withstanding a strike from a Mahayana stage expert, had been ruthlessly kicked to pieces!

Amidst the swirling dust, several figures slowly ascended the white jade steps.

The leading man, dressed in black martial attire with his dark hair flying, possessed deep, abyssal eyes that radiated an overbearing aura, viewing the heroes of the world as nothing more than blades of grass. He was not alone; his left hand was naturally wrapped around a woman's slender waist.

When they saw the woman's face, the entire plaza gasped, and some were so shocked that they dropped their swords to the ground.

'That is... Liu Ruyan? The former Saintess... the Sect Master's wife?!'

'Wasn't she said to be in closed-door cultivation due to Qi Deviation? How could she... how could she be nestled in the arms of a strange man?'

At this moment, was there any trace of the decadence of 'closed-door cultivation' in Liu Ruyan? Nourished by Lin Chen's divine Bloodline and the absurd, extreme 'training' from last night, her cold temperament now possessed a hint of a mature woman's allure. Especially on her stunningly beautiful face, there was still an unfaded flush, her eyes dazed and submissive, clinging tightly to Lin Chen's chest, as if this man were her entire world.

Following behind Lin Chen, on the left was Su Mei, laughing and shaking with her nine fox tails swaying in the wind, and on the right was Mu Qingge, with a face like frost and astonishing Sword Qi.

The appearance of this group was like a loud, stinging slap to the face of the Azure Thunder Sword Sect.

'Sect Master Lei, long time no see. The assembly is quite lively, isn't it?' Under the gaze of thousands of Sword Cultivators, Lin Chen unreservedly pinched Liu Ruyan's delicate cheek. Although his voice was not loud, it was infused with spiritual power and resonated across the entire Peak.

Lei Ao stood up abruptly, crushing the golden cup in his hand into powder. His face turned from pale to green, and finally to an ugly liver color. Not only was Liu Ruyan not dead, but she had returned, looking radiant, with another man to challenge them?

That was his 'sister-in-law,' and also his nominal Sect Master's wife! This wasn't just NTR; it was throwing his dignity onto the ground and trampling it repeatedly in front of everyone in the world!

'Liu Ruyan! You slut, to think you would collude with an outsider to destroy my mountain gate!' Lei Ao roared, his Late Stage Integration realm pressure causing the surrounding air to crackle.

Lin Chen scoffed, glancing at him disdainfully: 'Sect Master Lei, I heard you cultivate some kind of 'Heartless Sword Dao'? Broken already? Just as well, your wife (sister-in-law) is not only beautiful, but her skills in serving others are also quite good, so I'll gladly accept her. Keeping such a gem in the hands of someone like you who doesn't know how to cherish a woman is simply a waste of a heavenly treasure.'

'Bastard! You're courting death!'

Lei Ao could no longer hold back; he felt the green light above his head had illuminated the entire Eastern Profound Domain. He suddenly drew the Lightning Tribulation sword from his waist, and a cyan thunderbolt as thick as a water barrel transformed into a giant Dragon, striking straight at Lin Chen with a destructive aura!

'human emperor seal, disperse.'

Lin Chen didn't even let go of Liu Ruyan; he simply raised his right hand casually, and a massive golden palm print condensed in the Void Realm. The seemingly violent thunder Dragon, upon hitting the palm print, melted like ice and snow, instantly vanishing into nothingness.

'Is that it?' Lin Chen raised an eyebrow mockingly. 'Sect Master Lei, your Sword Qi isn't even as much as the sweat I broke on the bed last night; it's so limp, no wonder Ruyan always says you're not much of a man.'

The lethality of this sentence was so great that many young Disciples on the scene with poor focus sprayed nosebleeds on the spot, and Liu Ruyan was so embarrassed that she buried her head in Lin Chen's chest, her delicate body trembling violently. Her weak and helpless appearance deeply stung Lei Ao's heart.

Lei Ao was trembling with rage. He could see that Lin Chen's cultivation was unfathomable. If he activated the Sect-protecting formation now, although he might kill the enemy, the reputation of the Azure Thunder Sword Sect would be completely ruined—a dignified Sect Master unable to defeat a young man without relying on a formation? How could he show his face in the future?

'Good... good! Since you claim to be extraordinary, do you dare to enter the Sword Tomb for a trial battle with this Seat? There, Sword Qi returns to its true essence, and you are responsible for your own life or death!' Lei Ao spoke sinisterly, a flash of malice in his eyes. The Sword Tomb contained the remnant soul of his Lei family ancestor; it was his home field.

'Why wouldn't I dare?' A dangerous arc appeared on the corner of Lin Chen's mouth. 'But before that, there is some 'interest' Ruyan is owed, and I would like to collect it for her here first.'

Lin Chen suddenly lowered his head, and under the wide-eyed gazes of the crowd, amidst the shocked stares of thousands of Sword Cultivators, he domineeringly kissed Liu Ruyan's red lips.

Liu Ruyan struggled symbolically twice, then immediately went limp in Lin Chen's arms, her snow-white jade arm actually taking the initiative to wrap around Lin Chen's neck. Her cold white robes were slightly disheveled from the intense movement, revealing the edge of a pale cyan bodice underneath, as well as her collarbone, as delicate as mutton-fat jade.

'Ooh... Master...'

Due to Lin Chen's deliberate guidance, the long-repressed desires of Liu Ruyan were instantly ignited. Beside this solemn and sacred Sword Washing Pool, this former leader of the Righteous Path actually let out a moan that made one's blood boil. Although the sound was faint, it clearly resonated in everyone's ears through the spiritual power fluctuations intentionally created by Lin Chen.

Her delicate body heaved violently, her ample, full breasts changing into alluring shapes under Lin Chen's squeeze. Lin Chen's large hand even unreservedly slid across her rounded buttocks, inciting waves of gasps.

This scene was not just redemption, but a complete collapse of the so-called 'Righteous Path order.'

Watching this scene, Lei Ao was so angry he nearly suffered Qi Deviation on the spot. He stared fixedly at Lin Chen, gritting his teeth: 'The entrance to the Sword Tomb is open, Lin Chen. I hope you can still be in such high spirits after you go in!'

Lin Chen released Liu Ruyan, who was dazed and nearly melting into him, and scanned the entire audience with a cold laugh.

'Rest assured, this Emperor's interest has only just begun.'