207: Chapter 207 What a charmingly coy attitude!

Seeing City Lord Zhao Bing actually kneel before Leng Qingshuang, the surrounding Cultivators fell into instant, deathly silence.

In an instant, the sound of gasps echoed throughout the area.

Young Master Zhao Tianlin, who had been rolling on the ground and wailing just a moment ago, froze abruptly, looking at his father with a terrified expression.

Watching the father who was usually high and mighty, covering the sky with one hand in Linyuan City, actually kneeling before that beauty in white, he almost forgot the pain in his own body.

A trail of blood foam flowed down his chin, yet he was completely unaware of it.

Chen Yan watched City Lord Zhao Bing kneel so readily and almost laughed like a pig.

"Damn! You old brat, didn't you kneel too quickly? That's not what you said just now!"

"Does this count as me experiencing the legendary 'fox assuming the tiger's might'?"

"It has to be my Revered Master! This level of prestige is just too awesome!"

"This old thing is one step away from calling Revered Master 'mommy'... Ugh, ptooey! No, I can't have such an old unfilial son!"

Hearing Chen Yan's terrible inner thoughts, Leng Qingshuang's cheeks heated up slightly.

She glared at the Rebellious Disciple without leaving a trace and cursed inwardly.

Rebellious Disciple!

He truly has no filter!

Talking about 'mommy' and 'unfilial sons'—he has no sense of ethics or propriety at all!

Meanwhile, when City Lord Zhao Bing saw Leng Qingshuang and Saintess Su Wanrou, he seemed to have figured out the cause of the matter.

He tremblingly raised his head, shielded Young Master Zhao Tianlin behind him, and said, trying to downplay the severity:

"This subordinate was unaware of Sword Venerable Shuanghua's arrival and failed to welcome you from afar. I beg for the Sword Venerable's forgiveness!"

Though his tone seemed respectful, his eyes were full of tension, and his gaze swept over Young Master Zhao Tianlin without leaving a trace, revealing a hint of heartache and helplessness.

You bastard!

I told you that people from the Taiqing Sword Sect were coming soon and to restrain yourself.

Why can't you just control your lower half?

He looked at Leng Qingshuang, about to plead for mercy.

Chen Yan chuckled, stepped forward, and looked down at City Lord Zhao Bing:

"City Lord Zhao, what great majesty you have! Coming here and immediately shouting about killing!"

"As the City Lord of Linyuan City appointed by the Taiqing Sword Sect, you publicly let your son commit violent acts, bullying men and oppressing women!"

"You have made the logistics of the Demon Suppressing City a complete mess!"

"Is this how you work for the Taiqing Sword Sect? The thousands of years of reputation of the Taiqing Sword Sect are all going to be ruined by you two!"

His voice was not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

The surrounding Cultivators nodded one after another, their Faces full of agreement.

City Lord Zhao Bing's Face flushed red and pale, but he could not ignore his own son.

Immediately, he gritted his teeth and pleaded to Chen Yan and Leng Qingshuang:

"Sword Venerable, Young Master Chen, Young Master Zhao Tianlin is still young and doesn't know any better!"

"He is just young and frivolous, having made the mistakes that all young people make!"

"Besides, those who died were just Loose Cultivators without a Sect and Mortals; no one cares if they die!"

"I, City Lord Zhao Bing, can ensure the stability behind the Demon-Suppressing Great Wall and hold Linyuan City secure. What does this little sacrifice count for!"

"This subordinate is willing to compensate Young Master Chen with some Spirit Stones. I beg the Sword Venerable and Young Master Chen to show mercy and spare Young Master Zhao Tianlin this once!"

What the f*ck?

Hearing his sophistry, Chen Yan was so angry he laughed!

"Go to hell with your 'young and frivolous'! Go to hell with your 'he's still young and doesn't know better'!"

"Your son is almost a hundred years old, damn it! And you call that young and frivolous?"

"So in your eyes, the lives of Loose Cultivators aren't lives? The lives of Mortals aren't lives?"

"You guard Linyuan City, that is your responsibility! You treat your responsibility as a reward, right?"

"Linyuan City is the Taiqing Sword Sect's Linyuan City, not your City Lord Zhao Bing's Linyuan City!"

"F*ck you! What kind of thing are you! Ptooey!"

The more he spoke, the angrier he got. Chen Yan actually unleashed an atomic breath directly onto City Lord Zhao Bing's Face!

He turned to look at Leng Qingshuang.

Feeling the rage in Chen Yan's eyes, Leng Qingshuang nodded slightly at him.

Today, you are in charge!

Having received Revered Master's tacit approval, Chen Yan no longer cared about City Lord Zhao Bing's Face.

He stood in front of City Lord Zhao Bing, his expression icy, his voice resonant:

"From today on, you are removed from your post as the City Lord of Linyuan City!"

"You are punished to go to the front line of the Demon-Suppressing Great Wall and guard the defense line for three hundred years. You are not allowed to return without an order!"

"Furthermore, hand over the City Lord's seal immediately. Do not delay!"

This complete lack of consideration left City Lord Zhao Bing stunned.

His expression changed drastically, and unable to care about anything else, he stood up abruptly and roared:

"Chen Yan! Don't go too far!"

"I am the City Lord of Linyuan City and a direct subordinate of First Peak Chief Commander of the Demon Suppressing Great Wall! I only listen to Commander of the Demon Suppressing Great Wall's orders!"

"You and Sword Venerable Leng are just people from the Ninth Peak; you have no right to touch me!"

"No right?" Chen Yan sneered, raised his hand with the taiqing heaven-patrol token, and slapped it against his Face, one after another!

"Slap!"

"Look what this is?"

"Slap!"

"The taiqing heaven-patrol token! Seeing the token is like seeing the Sect Master!"

"Slap!"

"Do you think your Linyuan City is bigger than the Sect Master, or do you think the First Peak doesn't need to obey the Sect's regulations?"

"Slap!"

"If you have the guts, protest to my Face!"

"Slap!"

"If you have the ability, have Commander of the Demon Suppressing Great Wall come personally to plead for you!"

With every sentence Chen Yan spoke, he slapped City Lord Zhao Bing's Face with the taiqing heaven-patrol token!

Five times in a row, leaving City Lord Zhao Bing's cheeks red and covered in marks!

But looking at the token in Chen Yan's hand, he dared not speak despite his anger!

His hands were clenched tight, but he dared not offer any resistance!

"Tch~ coward!"

Seeing City Lord Zhao Bing dare not move, Chen Yan scoffed in disdain, raised his hand, and unleashed a Sword Qi, heading straight for the terrified Young Master Zhao Tianlin!

"Puff!"

A muffled sound.

Young Master Zhao Tianlin's Dantian, which had already been half-destroyed by the Ten Thousand Spirit Absolute Flame, shattered completely at this moment.

His energy dissipated, and his Spiritual Qi leaked out everywhere!

He was completely reduced to a useless person!

Young Master Zhao Tianlin screamed in disbelief and fainted on the spot!

"Young Master Zhao Tianlin!"

City Lord Zhao Bing roared, and the aura of the Mahayana Realm on his body exploded instantly.

He clenched his fists, his knuckles cracking. In his rage, he wanted to punch Chen Yan to death!

But as soon as he looked up, he met Leng Qingshuang's icy gaze.

A wisp of breeze appeared out of thin air, wrapping around his neck, making him feel the suffocation of death!

His knees went weak, and he knelt down again, lacking even the strength to raise his hand.

But with his son crippled, his heart burned with rage, yet he was powerless.

Furious, he could only swallow his anger, veins bulging on his forehead, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

"Heh."

Seeing his look of daring to be angry but not daring to speak, Chen Yan felt a rush of satisfaction.

He walked to City Lord Zhao Bing's side and chuckled:

"Now that your son has been reduced to a Mortal, is his life no longer important?"

"I know you're not convinced."

"Here, I'll give you one day to go find Commander of the Demon Suppressing Great Wall and have her come see me."

"I won't wait past the deadline~"

After speaking, he patted City Lord Zhao Bing's Face and walked away, holding Leng Qingshuang's hand.

Leaving City Lord Zhao Bing alone, holding his son who had become a waste, feeling dejected.

Watching the figures of Chen Yan and his Revered Master leaving, Saintess Su Wanrou rolled her eyes, immediately stepped in her high heels, and followed them with a click-clack sound.

"Wow~ Young Master, you were so domineering~ so mighty just now~"

She pulled one of Chen Yan's hands, squeezed it into her chest, and deliberately rubbed it several times: "This servant likes you even more now~"

"Get lost, you enchantress!"

Feeling the ice on his Revered Master, Chen Yan flung the enchantress away and ran off with his Revered Master.

If I can't afford to offend you, can't I just avoid you?

The Revered Master and disciple found the largest inn in Linyuan City.

Just as they entered the room, before Chen Yan could even close the door, Saintess Su Wanrou followed closely behind and held the door open.

Her eyes were like silk, and she held up her room card, saying coquettishly: "Young Master~ this servant has also booked the room next door~"

"If Sister Leng can't satisfy you tonight, you are welcome to come to this servant's room anytime~"

As she spoke, she deliberately puffed out her majestic snowy-white chest, her intent to seduce undisguised!

Chen Yan expressionlessly pried her hand away.

Then.

"Slap!"

He slammed the door shut!

Feeling the killing intent on his Revered Master behind him gradually subside, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Damn! This enchantress really doesn't treat herself as an outsider! Saying this in front of my Revered Master, are you trying to make me die faster?"

"Even if you dress sexily, with all kinds of colored stockings and high heels, and all kinds of sexy little skirts... Ugh, ptooey! In my heart, my Revered Master is the best-looking one!"

Leng Qingshuang sat in the room, watching the back of the Rebellious Disciple, her eyelids twitching violently!

Ptooey! Lecher!

A lecherous disciple!

The night was deep and quiet, the candlelight in the room flickering.

Chen Yan looked at his Revered Master's stunning Face and shamelessly crowded next to her.

"Revered Master~ it's getting late, we... should rest now~"

He chuckled, hugged Leng Qingshuang's waist, and lowered his head to kiss her.

Leng Qingshuang's pretty Face flushed red, and she scolded shyly and angrily: "Rebellious Disciple..."

She reached out to push his chest, but didn't use any strength at all.

What a display of playing hard to get~

How could Chen Yan not know his Revered Master's little thoughts at this moment?

He chuckled, carried his Revered Master to the bed, and gently untied his Revered Master's robes...

But just at this moment!

Above Linyuan City, a bright white Sword Qi suddenly cut through the night.

Immediately after, a heroic female voice came from the sky:

"Taiqing First Peak Chief, Commander of the Demon Suppressing Great Wall, requests an audience with Junior Martial Uncle Leng!"