374: Come, kill the Son of God!

"You are clearly not following the rules!"

"Since you don't want to follow the rules, don't blame me for what happens next!"

Thinking this, Duanmu Yu gritted his teeth and directly took off his own qiankun ring.

"Come, Lin Ye, what is a mere Saint Weapon? I have more than just Saint Weapons in here; I have everything! Since you've come to pay your respects to my Flying Feather Holy Sect, it wouldn't be right if I didn't show some sincerity. Take it!"

Seeing Lin Ye hesitate, Duanmu Yu stepped forward and shoved the qiankun ring directly into Lin Ye's hand.

"Fine, fine, fine, so that's how you want to play, right?!"

When Wang Jianyi saw Duanmu Yu's actions, he also took off his own qiankun ring.

It wasn't just him; the other Elders of the Heavenly Sword Sect were even more decisive, mimicking their Sect leader and taking off their qiankun rings as well.

Wang Jianyi held out a handful of qiankun rings and shoved them into Lin Ye's arms without any room for refusal.

"Lin Ye, take these. Don't overthink it; it's just a greeting gift. Once you return to the Heavenly Sword Sect with me, you can choose whatever you want from the Sect treasury! As the Sword Child, your authority in the Sect will be second only to me—no!"

"You will be on equal footing with me! Of course, if you are willing to take me as your master, I will give you anything! Whatever you want, I will give it to you! I can even swear a Heavenly Dao oath that I will never go back on my word!"

Seeing Wang Jianyi reach out to swear the oath, Duanmu Yu completely lost his temper.

"How dare you compete with me!"

"I am competing with you, so what? Your Sect doesn't have a place for a Prodigy like Lin Ye! Our Sect does! Such a Genius naturally belongs to our Heavenly Sword Sect. The mere Flying Feather Holy Sect, heh... it's simply laughable!"

"Fine, fine, fine, you forced my hand!"

Veins bulged on Duanmu Yu's forehead as he spoke through gritted teeth.

Wang Jianyi wore a provocative expression, completely unbothered by the other's threat.

They were all Human Race Holy Lands; there was no need to indulge anyone.

With the Sword Intent Lin Ye possessed, it was worth paying any price, even if it meant going to war with the Flying Feather Holy Sect!

As long as Lin Ye nodded, he would immediately take Lin Ye and fight his way out!

Gu Yunzhe and Liu Yao stood by, dumbfounded as they watched the two Holy Masters fighting over a person.

Judging by their Holy Master's lip movements, it seemed highly likely he was swearing up a storm; if not for maintaining the dignity of a Holy Master, he would have started cursing long ago.

"Sigh..."

Liu Yao sighed faintly, her beautiful eyes filled with lament: "We don't have such good luck. When I became the Saintess, that old geezer... *cough cough*, the Holy Master wouldn't even part with a single Spirit Sword. Look at him today, he's even handing over qiankun rings."

Hearing this, Gu Yunzhe curled his lips: "Be content. Before, when I asked the Holy Master for something, he nearly beat me to death. With how stingy he is, he... holy crap!"

Before Gu Yunzhe could finish his sentence, the Holy Master grabbed him by the collar.

He dragged him in front of Lin Ye. Immediately after, before Gu Yunzhe could react, a Spirit Sword appeared in Duanmu Yu's hand and was placed directly against his neck.

He even shoved the hilt of the Spirit Sword directly into Lin Ye's hand.

"What is a mere Saint? There is nothing I cannot give! Come, come, come, Lin Ye, the Saint is right here. Kill him, and you will be the new Saint! Hahahaha, that sounds much better than their Sword Child, right? Come on, do it!"

Gu Yunzhe, currently being held at knifepoint, felt his face twitch with frustration.

Looking at the crazed Holy Master beside him, he desperately wanted to curse out loud.

What does this have to do with me?!

If you want to give him the position of Saint, just say so! I can just abdicate! Big brother, why are you pulling out a blade?!

Lin Ye was also dumbfounded, holding the sword hilt, not knowing what kind of madness the Flying Feather Holy Master was having.

Wang Jianyi, on the other hand, was furious: "Are you trying to go head-to-head with me?!"

"I am absolutely going head-to-head with you! Didn't you say you'd give him the position of Sword Child? I am directly giving him the head of my own Saint! Can you beat that!!!"

Duanmu Yu looked smug, completely ignoring Gu Yunzhe, who was on the verge of tears.

The latter kept winking frantically at Lin Ye.

Big brother, please don't let your hand shake! If it shakes even a little, I'm done for!

Hearing Duanmu Yu's words, Wang Jianyi's face turned from green to red. After a moment, he decisively said: "Fine, Lin Ye! My qiankun rings don't just contain Saint Weapons and Magic Treasures; they also contain secret Sword Dao techniques! Now you have them all."

"As a young Prodigy, you must be lacking a Sword Attendant by your side! When we return, I will have my daughter become your Sword Attendant! She will accompany you every day. My daughter is absolutely a beauty of the mortal realm, she..."

"Bullshit! Do you think I don't have one too?!"

Duanmu Yu directly interrupted Wang Jianyi and reached out with another large hand.

Holy crap!!!

Not far away, Liu Yao saw her Holy Master about to target her and turned to run, but unfortunately, her cultivation had already been sealed!

The next moment, a large hand made of Qi grabbed her and shoved her violently into Lin Ye's arms.

With a thud, a fragrant breeze filled his embrace.

But at this moment, Lin Ye had absolutely no time to enjoy it. One hand was gripping the sword hilt, pressed against a young man's neck, while the other hand was holding a woman as soft and warm as jade, and his arms were stuffed full of qiankun rings.

If this treatment were bestowed upon anyone else, they would have been grinning from ear to ear, but Lin Ye was completely dumbfounded; he didn't even know what these people were trying to do.

Seeing Lin Ye holding Liu Yao, Duanmu Yu said smugly: "Come, Lin Ye, just move the Spirit Sword, and this position of Saint is yours. The Saintess is yours too. Don't believe this old geezer! His daughter might not even be that pretty!"

"Look at my Saintess instead; she is a true beauty. As long as you join our Sect, she is yours!"

Wang Jianyi glared at Duanmu Yu, his eyes practically spitting fire.

The latter, however, looked smug.

He didn't care at all about Wang Jianyi's anger.

Wang Jianyi took a deep breath and said with a serious face: "Lin Ye, how about this? Forget about a mere Saintess; you don't need to care about that at all. Come back to the Heavenly Sword Sect with me, and whatever woman you like, I will go snatch her for you!"

"Heh..."

Duanmu Yu gave a cold laugh: "Anyone can talk big. Look at my Saintess; she is already a rare beauty. Can the one you snatch be better than her?"

"Why not!"

Wang Jianyi retorted: "What if Lin Ye likes a different type? Your Saintess is about the same age as Lin Ye; she surely isn't charming enough! How about this, Lin Ye, I will go and snatch a Holy Master for you! She will definitely be better than this little girl!"

"What? Comparing age with me?!"

Duanmu Yu looked at Elder Li and shouted angrily: "Go! Go to the ancestral grounds and dig out our peerless Jade Ancestor! Let Wang Jianyi see what a mature woman is! She is tens of thousands of years older than Lin Ye; is that enough?!"

"..."

For a moment, the great hall was deathly silent. Even Wang Jianyi stared at Duanmu Yu in shock.

Elder Li stammered blankly: "Holy Master, dig out the Old Ancestor? Aren't you taking things a bit too far?"