256: Chapter 256 The unreasonable and domineering Jiang Yunxian, before the Sword Immortal Monument!

The Nangong Family now hated him to the bone.

Nangong Xin and the others waiting outside Spirit Sword Mountain, having recognized his identity, would surely secretly transmit messages to the young Prodigies of the Nangong Family to ambush him within Spirit Sword Mountain.

Although he did not fear these young Prodigies, it was better to be safe than sorry; using the Yin-Yang Innate Dao Eyes to scout was always a good idea.

"Hmm?"

Lin Ran's gaze flashed, and he stopped in his tracks.

He curled the fingers of his right hand into a fist, channeled the Yin-Yang Primordial Dao Ancestral Dragon and the Physical Destiny Runes within his body, and threw a punch with immense force. The Void Realm shattered, and a lethal formation was annihilated in its wake.

"Puff!"

"Bang!"

Clusters of blood mist exploded in the Void Realm, resembling a bewitching and eerie firework display.

These were the young Prodigies of the Nangong Family who had received Nangong Xin's message and set up a lethal formation here to ambush Lin Ran.

However, in Lin Ran's eyes, their ambush was clumsy and pathetic; it was detected by the Yin-Yang Innate Dao Eyes in an instant.

They had severely underestimated Lin Ran's strength; even a Great Emperor Expert would have to die under the Physical Body power contained in that punch from Lin Ran.

On their own, they were far from being Lin Ran's match.

This was merely a small interlude and had no impact on Lin Ran.

With a thought, he activated the Cloud-Chasing Moon-Pursuing Divine Wings and sped toward the sword immortal stele.

Outside Spirit Sword Mountain, the faces of Nangong Xin and the others were livid, as if they had swallowed a dead fly.

"How do you explain this now?! Under the eyes of everyone, Lin Ran eliminated the young Prodigies of my Nangong Family inside Spirit Sword Mountain. What crime is this?!"

Nangong Xin said in a fit of rage.

However, Jiang Yunxian looked at Nangong Xin as if he were an idiot:

"Are you getting old and losing your memory, old man?"

"I already said just now that Lin Ran is my martial nephew, a member of the Kunlun Sect, and a person of the White Jade Capital."

"If a person from the White Jade Capital kills another person from the White Jade Capital, what crime is there?"

"The fact that the Heavenly Dao did not descend with a blood mark is the best proof."

Nangong Xin was so angry his face turned red, and he argued forcefully: "The blood mark descended back when Lin Ran killed the Second Young Master of my Nangong Family!"

"Now that Lin Ran has eliminated more Disciples of my Nangong Family, the blood mark naturally wouldn't descend again and again!!"

Jiang Yunxian was even more dismissive of this, scoffing:

"What blood mark? That was clearly a token I used to summon my martial nephew back to the White Jade Capital; I didn't expect you to misunderstand it as a blood mark."

"It's very simple. One question: have you sensed the aura of a blood mark on Little Linzi?"

"I'm asking you, have you sensed it?"

Jiang Yunxian unsheathed her long sword and pointed it at the servant of Ma Xuanzhi, a Core Disciple of the Wentian Sect. Cold light shimmered on the tip of the blade, dazzling to the eyes.

"No... I... I did not sense it."

The servant hurriedly waved his hands, terrified.

Damn it!

He was just standing by watching the show, how did it end up involving him?!

He was just a servant of a Core Disciple; how could he dare to provoke Jiang Yunxian?

Even provoking the Nangong Family was better than provoking Jiang Yunxian.

Jiang Yunxian's dominance and unreasonableness were known to everyone in the world!!

Jiang Yunxian nodded with satisfaction and pointed her sword at the people from the Pozhen Tower:

"What about you all? Have you sensed the aura of a blood mark on Little Linzi?"

"Replying to Sect Master Jiang, we naturally did not sense it."

The people from the Pozhen Tower were smart; they knew they couldn't afford to offend Jiang Yunxian.

Otherwise, they probably wouldn't be able to leave Jianxiao City today.

Jiang Yunxian chuckled and turned her spearhead back toward Nangong Xin and the others:

"You all saw it; everyone says no, only you say yes."

"I know that your Nangong Family has a grudge against Little Linzi. But grudges are grudges; if you dare to slander my martial nephew again, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Nangong Xin and the others were so angry they were speechless.

They had seen unreasonable people before, but never someone so unreasonable!

Is this even just being unreasonable?

This is treating the entire world as her own home, with Jiang Yunxian as the head of the household, and everyone has to listen to her!!

"Since you have nothing to say, you have tacitly agreed; this matter ends here."

Jiang Yunxian glanced coldly at Nangong Xin and the others, then looked toward Spirit Sword Mountain.

"Little Linzi, if you cannot leave your name on the sword immortal stele, see how I deal with you when I get back!!"

Inside Spirit Sword Mountain, Jiang Yunxian's words reached Lin Ran's ears, causing him to shudder.

He felt that Jiang Yunxian was likely not joking.

If he couldn't leave his name on the sword immortal stele, he feared that after returning to the Kunlun Sect, he would really be hung on a tree and whipped by Jiang Yunxian for three days and three nights!!

This probably included the old grudge from earlier when he had rubbed against Jiang Yunxian's ample bosom; it was all going to be settled together!

Thinking of himself, a dignified Son of Destiny, if he were hung on a tree and whipped by the person he was supposed to conquer, what face would he have left?!

Thinking of this, Lin Ran couldn't help but shudder, channeled his spiritual power to the limit, and flew rapidly toward the sword immortal stele.

As for True Disciple Jian Wuhen and the others, they couldn't keep up and were left far behind.

Before the sword immortal stele, there were nine sculptures.

These nine sculptures were all masters of the sword, each heroic and extraordinary, with Sword Intent spanning the heavens and earth.

"Is that the sword immortal stele?"

Lin Ran arrived before the first sculpture and gazed into the distance, discovering a stone stele there that was a thousand zhang high and a hundred zhang wide.

It must be the sword immortal stele!

The sword immortal stele was covered with dense names; looking at it, one couldn't even see the end.

Those who could leave their names on the sword immortal stele were all experts and Prodigies with profound insights into the Dao of the sword, each one extraordinary.

And before the sword immortal stele, only one person had arrived first so far, and that was none other than the Eldest Young Master of the Nangong Family, known as the Little Sword God, Nangong Duanyue!

Lin Ran's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at Nangong Duanyue.

Nangong Duanyue sensed the gaze from behind, turned around to look, and locked eyes with Lin Ran.

His pupils constricted slightly.

He had seen Lin Ran's portrait and naturally knew that this person was the Lin Ran who had brutally killed Su Qingyi, Nangong Changsu, and the others!

Moreover, just a moment ago, Nangong Xin had also sent a voice transmission telling him that Lin Ran had already entered Spirit Sword Mountain.

In an instant, his chest was filled with rage; he wished he could draw his sword and charge up right now to hack Lin Ran into ten thousand pieces!!

Su Qingyi was the woman he loved most, and Nangong Changsu was the younger brother he cherished most. Lin Ran had eliminated the two most important people in his life in one fell swoop; if he did not avenge this grudge, he swore he would not be a man!!

"Hoo—"

"He has already arrived here now; he cannot escape."

"No rush. Let me leave my name on the sword immortal stele first, then it won't be too late to eliminate him."

Nangong Duanyue exhaled a heavy breath, forcibly suppressed his killing intent, and turned back to face the sword immortal stele.

Since he had already reached the sword immortal stele, he was naturally unwilling for his name to only be among the third-rate!