Chapter 171 Didn't you say you wouldn't interfere?

"Today, this is merely a private grudge between my Junior Sister and your Teng Family."

"This Saint shall merely stand by and watch; I will absolutely not make a move against your Teng Family."

Having said this, Lin Xiao withdrew his pressure.

The members of the Teng Family felt as if they had received a pardon, gasping for air and scrambling up from the ground in a disheveled state.

Old Ancestor Teng Huayuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with suspicion and uncertainty.

He glanced at the indifferent Lin Xiao, then at the murderous Ye Qingwan.

If Lin Xiao and the Holy Land were not going to intervene, his Teng Family truly did not fear this little girl.

Old Ancestor Teng Huayuan brushed the dust off his body and hurriedly cupped his hands again, fearing that Lin Xiao might go back on his word:

"Good! Saint, you are truly the leader of the Righteous Path!"

"Since this is a grudge between my Teng Family and the Ye Family, let us settle it once and for all today!"

The fear in Old Ancestor Teng Huayuan's eyes was completely replaced by a fierce glint.

"Since the Primordial Holy Land is of such high moral character and does not bully the weak,"

"then my Teng Family naturally will not bully the few with the many."

Old Ancestor Teng Huayuan sneered at Ye Qingwan, his withered palm tightening suddenly.

"Today, as long as you can defeat the members of my Teng Family,"

"you may take this old man's head!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Teng Yi, as the Family head, naturally had to lead by example.

He let out a loud shout, gripped his broadsword once more, and slashed down at Ye Qingwan.

This strike was immensely powerful, possessing the force to split mountains and sever rivers.

Ye Qingwan's expression was cold, and she neither dodged nor avoided it.

She swung the long sword in her hand, and the cyan Sword Qi pierced through like a rainbow, colliding head-on with the broadsword slashing toward her.

"Clang!"

The sound of metal clashing exploded.

Teng Yi's eyes widened.

His full-force strike, which he took such pride in, had actually been blocked by the opponent so effortlessly?

Before he could recover from his shock, Ye Qingwan's second sword strike had already arrived.

This strike was at a tricky angle, bypassing the blade and heading straight for Teng Yi's throat.

Teng Yi was terrified and hurriedly twisted his sturdy body, barely avoiding the vital spot.

At this moment, he finally realized the chasm between them.

As a Personal Disciple of Pei Qinghan, Ye Qingwan was by no means inferior to any Cultivator of the same stage in terms of sword technique mastery.

For the third strike, Ye Qingwan flashed forward, closing the distance.

The Yunxiao Sword emitted a clear, sharp chime.

Teng Yi's Protective Aura shattered inch by inch.

Before he could even react, he was pierced through the heart by Ye Qingwan's sword.

"Sword Intent?"

Even in death, Teng Yi could not believe that someone so young had already grasped Sword Intent!?

Ye Qingwan pulled out her long sword without mercy.

The vitality in Teng Yi's eyes rapidly dissipated, and his body fell straight downward.

"Big Brother!"

"Family Head!"

Only then did the members of the Teng Family snap out of their stupor, letting out cries of disbelief.

Old Ancestor Teng Huayuan's expression instantly turned gloomy to the extreme.

He had originally intended to use the spar as a pretext to slightly ease the relationship between the Teng Family and Ye Qingwan, buying more time for the Family to develop.

But he never expected this girl to strike with such ruthlessness.

Teng Yi and Ye Qingwan were both at the Middle Nascent Soul Stage, but Ye Qingwan's cultivation base came from Lin Xiao, who possessed the Pure Yang Sacred Body.

Teng Yi's cultivation base, on the other hand, was obtained by absorbing the vitality of Mortals through a Spirit Gathering Formation.

Who was strong and who was weak was obvious at a glance.

Furthermore, Ye Qingwan's sword techniques were learned from Pei Qinghan; Teng Yi could never have been her match.

With Teng Yi dead, a complex look suddenly appeared in the eyes of Old Ancestor Teng Huayuan's eight sons.

With the Family head dead, it meant that each of them had a chance to become the next Family head.

In a third-rate cultivation Family like the Teng Family, infighting among brothers for cultivation resources was commonplace.

Now that one person was gone, the cultivation resources they could divide among themselves would naturally be a bit more.

However, the problem was that even Teng Yi was not this girl's match; wouldn't they just be throwing their lives away if they went up?

Everyone's gaze fell upon Teng Er.

In this kind of wheel battle, whoever appeared last had the greatest advantage.

And whoever went up first would inevitably become cannon fodder to wear the opponent down.

Teng Er felt his scalp tingle from being stared at, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back.

He had only just managed to achieve his Breakthrough to the Nascent Soul Stage.

Moreover, with Teng Yi dead, he was a strong candidate for the next Family head.

With such a bright future right before him, how could he be willing to throw his life away?

Teng Liu narrowed his eyes and spoke slowly:

"Second Brother, it's time for you to hit the road... no, it's time for you to go on stage."

Facing Teng Liu's urging, Teng Er's Face turned bright red, and he cursed inwardly:

"You damn Sixth Brother, I only Cultivated with your Dao Companion a few times, and you want to put me to death like this?!"

"Enough!" Looking at these unpromising sons, Old Ancestor Teng Huayuan also felt helpless.

"You will only be throwing your lives away if you go up." Old Ancestor Teng Huayuan took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart, "For the next round, I will go up personally."

Hearing this, the eight sons of the Teng Family relaxed their tense bodies slightly.

Immediately after, this group of drama queens began to thump their chests and stomp their feet, pretending to fight over who would go next.

"Father, you must not! Why use a butcher's knife to kill a chicken? Let your child go and Face her first!" Teng Er patted his chest, looking righteous and stern.

"Second Brother, step back! No one is to fight me for this round; I want to avenge Big Brother!"

"Father is the pillar of our Teng Family; how can he easily risk danger? Let me go and dampen the arrogance of this yellow-haired girl first!"

The eight of them scrambled to express their stance, making motions to rush forward, fearing they wouldn't appear active enough.

Old Ancestor Teng Huayuan snorted coldly, too lazy to expose their clumsy acting.

He cupped his hands slightly toward Ye Qingwan, who stood holding her sword, attempting to ease the atmosphere.

"The matter from back then was indeed my Teng Family's recklessness."

"Now that the head of my Teng Family has died, it can be considered that we have paid the price."

"In this battle, if this old man is lucky enough to win, I hope you can let go of past grievances and turn hostility into friendship."

"My Teng Family is willing to offer all the Family's wealth as compensation; what does the young friend think?"

In the past, Old Ancestor Teng Huayuan would never have been willing to offer up the entire Family's wealth.

But now, he had figured it out.

Compared to these worldly possessions, cultivation base was the most important thing.

As long as he kept his life, once he achieved a Breakthrough to the Soul Transformation Stage, he could just go and rob a few other Families or Sects.

However, Ye Qingwan did not give him any Face at all.

The Yunxiao Sword in her hand emitted a clear, resonant chime, its blade pointing directly at the center of Old Ancestor Teng Huayuan's brow.

"Today, either you kill me."

"Or, I wipe out your entire Family!"

Old Ancestor Teng Huayuan saw that he had conceded again and again.

Yet what he got in return was the opponent's increasingly arrogant attitude.

His expression was gloomy; he turned his head to look at Lin Xiao on the side and confirmed once more:

"Saint, are you and the Primordial Holy Land truly not going to intervene in today's matter?"

Lin Xiao's expression was indifferent.

"This Saint said I would not make a move against the Teng Family, so I will not make a move against the Teng Family."

"Are you doubting me?"

"I would not dare, I would not dare." Old Ancestor Teng Huayuan hurriedly shook his head.

The next second, Lin Xiao flicked his fingers, and a streak of golden light instantly surged into the center of Ye Qingwan's brow.

Boom!

The aura around Ye Qingwan surged again, instantly rising to the Late Nascent Soul Stage.

This was already the limit that Ye Qingwan's current Physical Body could withstand.

If it were forcefully increased any further, it would damage her Foundation.

Blue veins popped out on Old Ancestor Teng Huayuan's forehead.

"Saint, are you not staying out of this?!"