81: Lord of Tianxue Mountain

As time passed.

Second Ling and Ling San arrived at the entrance of the Flying Fox Sect's mountain villa.

With a "whoosh"!

A flying dagger shot through the air, and the disciples guarding the villa entrance fell to the ground at the sound.

The blood didn't gush out as expected; instead, it froze solid immediately.

This was the unique cold energy of Heavenly Snow Mountain.

"Who dares to behave wildly in my Flying Fox Sect!" A Grandmaster Elder of the Flying Fox Sect roared as he rushed out from within the villa.

His speed was as fast as a flash of lightning, arriving before Second Ling and Ling San in the blink of an eye.

"Zhongzhou Ling Clan!" Ling San's voice wasn't loud, but because her True Qi was projected outward, the entire Flying Fox Sect could hear her clearly.

"Zhongzhou Ling Clan? The Nine Provinces Alliance?"

The expression of the Grandmaster Elder who had just rushed out changed. He respectfully cupped his fists and said, "I didn't know two distinguished guests were visiting our humble abode. To what do we owe the honor?"

The speed of his change in attitude was astonishing.

"The Flying Fox Sect broke the rules and murdered a direct descendant of my Ling Clan. We are here today to exterminate your sect!" Second Ling shouted sharply, his murderous intent surging like a Shura descending to the world, striking fear into hearts.

"Exterminate the sect?" The Elder turned pale with fright, wanting to say something but not knowing what.

"Wait, you two! I am not a member of the Flying Fox Sect. Please spare my life!" The old man trembled with fear and hurriedly begged for mercy.

"Elder Beishan, what do you mean? Do you intend to betray my Flying Fox Sect? Don't forget the resources and protection our Flying Fox Sect has provided all these years."

One of the Flying Fox Sect elders could no longer restrain himself and stepped out from the shadows to curse.

"Today, I, Jiang Beishan, withdraw from the Flying Fox Sect. As for those cultivation resources, you'd better keep your lives first before talking about them." Jiang Beishan snorted coldly, turned into a white stream of light, and left quickly, his speed so fast that the sound of breaking air could be heard.

But facing this scene, no one stopped him.

Firstly, as a Grandmaster, Jiang Beishan's escape techniques were mysterious and unpredictable; his tracks could not be captured by anyone below a Grandmaster.

Secondly, what Jiang Beishan said was correct; for the Flying Fox Sect, saving their lives was the most important thing right now.

"Seniors, what you say is just one side of the story. If you exterminate my Flying Fox Sect, wouldn't there be no rules left in the martial arts world?"

The elder's tone was filled with grief, indignation, and trembling.

"Does my Ling Clan need a reason to exterminate a sect?" Second Ling threw a punch, which came with the roar of endless thunder.

Boom!

A single punch shattered half of the Flying Fox Sect.

This level of strength terrified some of the disciples, and a few had already begun to sneak away.

"Stop!" The Sect Master of Flying Fox Sect and two Supreme Elders acted simultaneously to block him.

All three were powerful experts at the Mid Stage Grandmaster level.

Their cultivation was as deep as an ocean, vast and boundless.

"The two of you are merely one Mid Stage Grandmaster and one Early Stage Grandmaster. How dare you speak so arrogantly?" The Sect Master of Flying Fox Sect struck out with a palm, his momentum like a rainbow.

But Second Ling sent him flying with a single punch, knocking him back dozens of meters.

"Cough, cough..." The Sect Master of Flying Fox Sect spat out black blood in disbelief.

"You're a Body Cultivator? Wait, you're one of the three tigers of the ling family!" the Sect Master of Flying Fox Sect exclaimed.

"Hahahaha! Your Ling Clan is breaking the rules! In these past decades, which sect has been exterminated? You are pushing the Ling Family into an abyss of eternal damnation!"

The Sect Master of Flying Fox Sect knew the gap in strength was huge, so he could only curse loudly to stall for time.

The two Supreme Elders looked at each other; they didn't know whether to act or not.

They were old and frail. Although they appeared to be Late Stage Grandmasters, it was hard to say if they could even beat the Sect Master of Flying Fox Sect, let alone the burly man known as one of the three tigers of the ling family.

"Stop your yapping. My brain tells me to use power to solve everything." Second Ling gathered his strength and leaped into the air. This punch seemed to gather the power of a meteorite crashing into a star.

As the punch was thrown, even the Grandmasters were pressed into the snow, unable to crawl back up for a long time.

Just as this punch was about to land, a white-haired figure flashed by.

The fist felt as if it had hit cotton, soft and powerless.

"Who?" Second Ling became alert, his gaze scanning the surroundings.

"Who? It's been a long time since anyone asked that." The White-haired Man chuckled softly, slowly manifesting behind Second Ling and patting his shoulder.

Second Ling turned around, but all he saw was a void.

"Holy crap! It's a ghost!" Second Ling shouted in fear.

The White-haired Man shook his head and flashed in front of Ling San. "Interesting little girl. Your talent is good. Interested in coming with me to the secluded mountains to cultivate?"

Ling San's flying dagger left her hand, but unfortunately, the White-haired Man only left an afterimage behind.

"Are you the Mountain Lord of Heavenly Snow Mountain?" Ling San guessed and asked.

The White-haired Man smiled slightly. "Correct."

Hearing this, Second Ling shouted, "So you're that old monster who has lived for thousands or tens of thousands of years?"

The White-haired Man's face darkened. With a whoosh, he appeared in front of Second Ling and threw a punch.

"I hate it most when people say I'm old! Do you know how much this cosplay outfit cost me? Do you think it's easy for me? How am I not keeping up with the trends?"

"Second Ling!" Ling San cried out and hurriedly caught up, only to find Second Ling lying on the ground without any injuries.

"Holy crap! That's incredible. He punched me and sent me flying this far, yet there's no damage at all?" Second Ling climbed up and felt his whole body in disbelief.

As a Body Cultivator, he understood the terrifying nature of this even more.

His control over power had reached a level that was difficult to surpass.

"You two, give me an explanation. Why do you want to exterminate a small sect on my Heavenly Snow Mountain?" the White-haired Man asked.

This time, Second Ling didn't dare hide anything and took out his phone to play a video.

On it was Zhao Qingfeng striking Ling Xian and Ling Wu with a palm each.

After watching it, Second Ling said angrily, "Your Flying Fox Sect is quite imposing, daring to touch a direct descendant of my Ling Family!"

The White-haired Man couldn't say anything after seeing the video.

This was a fact; the evidence was right before his eyes.

"What does the Flying Fox Sect have to say?" the White-haired Man asked, frowning with displeasure.

The Sect Master of Flying Fox Sect hurriedly stepped forward. "Zhao Qingfeng has already been expelled from the Flying Fox Sect."

The White-haired Man snorted coldly and threw a palm strike through the air.

Slap!

"Was he a member of your Flying Fox Sect or not?" the White-haired Man questioned in a cold tone.

"He was already expelled from the Flying Fox..." The Sect Master of Flying Fox Sect hadn't finished his sentence.

Another slap was thrown.

Slap!

"Was he your person?" the White-haired Man questioned again.

"Yes... yes..." the Sect Master of Flying Fox Sect said tremblingly, his face swollen like a pig's.

"Then hand over half of your Flying Fox Sect's cultivation resources as compensation!"

"Ah?"

"What? Is there a problem?"

"No... no problem." The Sect Master of Flying Fox Sect did not dare to refuse.

If not for the protection of the Mountain Lord of Heavenly Snow Mountain, their Flying Fox Sect would have been exterminated long ago.

"The Ling Family's matter is resolved. Help me tell that Ling kid to come over for a game of chess," the Mountain Lord of Heavenly Snow Mountain instructed Second Ling and Ling San.

"Alright!" Ling San responded.

She knew that this 'Ling kid' didn't refer to Young Master Ling Xian, but to the Old Master.

"Good heavens, Century-old Profound Ice, Century-old Tree Core, Five-hundred-year-old He Shou Wu..."

Looking at the Flying Fox Sect's treasury, even though Second Ling had some mental preparation, he was still incredibly surprised.

"Sigh, please leave this for us," the Sect Master of Flying Fox Sect said, his heart bleeding as he watched.

"Sigh, don't touch this one."

"Wait, this one might be more suitable for your body tempering."