Ling Tian Sword God

There were many masters in the Martial World. Some were masters of weapons—knives, spears, swords, halberds, whips, maces, hammers, sticks, axes, and so on. Other masters preferred to fight bare-handed, specializing in palm, fist, or leg techniques. Those who reached the pinnacle in their respective domains all earned particularly illustrious titles: Blade Sect, Spear Sect, Axe Sect, Palm Sect, Fist Sect, Leg Sect, and the like.

After making a name for themselves in Jianghu, most of them retired to focus on studying their own Martial Arts.

The title of World’s Number One Master... indeed alluring. However, it’s nothing more than an empty name.

Ling Chen shook his head, indifferent. He didn’t consider the so-called World’s Number One Master important at all.

”It’s far from being an empty title.” Mo Tao waved his hand, a glint in his eyes. ”Being number one isn’t just a casual boast. This title carries a profound destiny. Many people covet it; it’s not merely a nominal title.”

Upon hearing this, Ling Chen’s pupils contracted slightly. No wonder. When the title of World’s Number One Master fell upon me, I seemed to sense a great momentum settling within me, giving me a feeling of destiny unfolding, everything becoming naturally smooth-flowing. This title, indeed, isn’t just a simple one.

”Dustless,” Mo Tao said smilingly, looking at Ling Chen, ”the top ten experts on the World Master List all have their own Jianghu epithets. As far as I know, you don’t have one yet. I wonder, what would you like your epithet to be?”

Masters of the Martial World all had epithets. Most of these epithets were based on their specialized Martial arts. For instance, ”Xuanwu Divine Sect” Huyan Xiong excelled in the art of defense. His defenses were impregnable, thus earning him this epithet. As for the ”Ten Thousand Swords Sect,” his Swordsmanship was incomparable, acknowledged as the world’s number one Sword Dao Master. Hence, his epithet also originated from his Martial arts characteristics.

”An epithet?” Ling Chen shook his head. ”I’ve never thought about it.”

”I have an epithet in mind that suits you perfectly,” Mo Tao said, his face still wreathed in smiles.

”What epithet?” Ling Chen raised an eyebrow.

”Unbeatable Sword Sect.” Mo Tao’s eyes flashed brightly.

Mo Tao, whose words were always meant to astound, dropped a bombshell. The words ”Unbeatable Sword Sect” startled everyone present. Even Huyan Xiong and the others furrowed their brows. This title was too arrogant and not one to be borne lightly.

The Martial World was vast. Even if one was powerful, who dared to bear the moniker ”unbeatable”? Unless one truly possessed such strength, claiming this title would be like sitting on pins and needles, inviting challenges from every direction. Because once someone adopted this title, it meant they held all other masters in disregard. They would have to face challenge after challenge and might potentially be dethroned, becoming a laughingstock. Therefore, without an absolute advantage, no one dared to claim such an title for themselves.

If one wished to use it, they could, but only if they possessed absolute strength.

Yet, even if others acknowledged it, such recognition would only be temporary. Once someone believed they could challenge the titleholder, they would undoubtedly do so.

In short, if Ling Chen accepted the title of Unbeatable Sword Sect, it would be not merely a considerable honor but also a huge problem. After all, by claiming to overshadow every master in the world, there would inevitably be those who would not submit. Ling Chen would become the prime target for masters worldwide, their common enemy.

This title... it might be a bit troublesome. Ling Chen didn’t rush to respond. He naturally knew what this title represented.

”What, you don’t dare?” Mo Tao shook his head. ”Then consider it unsaid. It seems you aren’t very confident in your own Sword Way.”

My junior brother still has some sense; he hasn’t been completely swayed by this man’s flattery, Liu Feiyue thought. She had some understanding of Ling Chen and believed he would not take on this hot potato. This Mo Tao, so eager to offer Ling Chen advice, likely harbors ill intentions.

”Say no more. I accept!” Ling Chen’s eyes flashed with a stern light as he spoke solemnly.

”Oh?” Mo Tao’s face registered surprise. Although he himself had suggested the title, he never expected Ling Chen to dare accept such a bold epithet. Furthermore, Ling Chen did so quite naturally, without a hint of fear, as if the decision were a simple matter to him.

”He’s too arrogant! Although Ling Chen is indeed very strong, the title Unbeatable Sword Sect isn’t something he can take so casually. He’s utterly arrogant. Just wait and see; he won’t be able to hold onto it for long.”

”Exactly! Unbeatable Sword Sect—why add the word ’unbeatable’? Even when Huyan Xiong rose to prominence back then, he didn’t dare to be so high-profile.”

”Perhaps in a few years, Ling Chen might qualify for this title, but not now.”

”Indeed. Obtaining the title of Unbeatable Sword Sect isn’t difficult, but holding onto it is exceedingly so. If he fails to keep it, he’ll become the laughingstock of the entire world.”

For a moment, the crowd was in an uproar. Even those who were generally supportive of Ling Chen frowned, their impression of him diminishing considerably.

Most people believed Ling Chen was young and reckless. Spurred by Mo Tao’s flattery, he couldn’t resist the temptation. After all, the title of Unbeatable Sword Sect was an incomparable honor to any martial artist. Who wouldn’t want to be considered invincible in the world? But without the strength to back it up, it was mere arrogance.

Defeating Yun Qinghong didn’t mean he himself was unbeatable.

The world is vast; there are always mountains beyond mountains and heavens beyond heavens. True capabilities are unfathomable. Ling Chen is too arrogant.

”This...” Feng Piaoliu mumbled. ”I must have misheard!”

Su Ziling said thoughtfully, ”We’ve all misunderstood him; this is truly Dustless’s real side.”

Youngsters, after all, cannot resist the temptation of fame and gain, a chill flashed in Leng Jue’s eyes as he sneered inwardly at Ling Chen’s audacity in accepting the title of Unbeatable Sword Sect.

Nearby, the injured Yun Qinghong shook his head. ”I don’t think so.”

At these words, Leng Jue looked at Yun Qinghong in surprise.

Bai Wuxue said slowly, ”For those with inadequate ability to arrogantly call themselves the Unbeatable Sword Sect is sheer arrogance and ignorance. But for someone with sufficient ability to call themselves Sword Sect, that is courage. Undeniably, Dustless possesses the strength. Even when compared to those monstrous old swordsmen, over sixty years of age and not listed on the World Master List, he is not in the least bit inferior. In such a case, for him to call himself Unbeatable Sword Sect requires courage beyond that of an ordinary person. If he didn’t dare accept the title, it would be disappointing, for it would mean he was afraid—afraid he couldn’t retain his Sword Sect title, afraid he would fail. To use Mo Tao’s earlier words, it would mean he doesn’t trust his own Sword Way.”

”As for fame and fortune, everyone encounters their allure. If one cannot squarely face fame and fortune, one cannot squarely face oneself. Moreover, Dustless is not motivated by fame and fortune; he merely wishes to challenge his own limits.”

Hearing this, Leng Jue fell silent. Yun Qinghong is absolutely right. Ling Chen’s move, which at first glance seemed like a reckless, mindless act, upon careful consideration, was an act of immense courage—the courage to dare what no one else had. This man... he is admirable.

That madman! He actually dares to take the title of Unbeatable Sword Sect! Yin Zongli felt a chill crawl up his spine.

”If he can keep the title of Unbeatable Sword Sect,” Yin Tianxi said, his face solemn, ”from this day forward, our Yin Family will never oppose him again.”