Tyrant Sky Martial Soul

Ling Wansui’s cultivation level was not as high as Ling Jiaojiao’s, but he hated her to the core.

Previously, he used Demonsanity Powder to harm Ling Jiaojiao, attempting to frame Ling Xiao, but ended up being humiliated by Ling Jiaojiao instead.

Though he wasn’t killed at the time, for such a long period, he couldn’t hold his head high within the Ling Family.

He clearly harmed others but resented them for not letting him do so. Such people are truly shameless to the extreme.

Likewise, Ling Jiaojiao naturally wouldn’t let Ling Wansui off. If the family could take the matter of the Demonsanity Powder seriously, then Ling Wansui would have been killed long ago. How could he still participate in the annual meeting here with such dignity?

Since the family didn’t help her seek justice, she decided to do it herself on this stage—kill Ling Wansui.

She believed in her own abilities!

With the improved ”Thousand Mountains Wind and Rain Sword” given by Ling Xiao, combined with a cultivation technique that maximizes attack potential, killing Ling Wansui would be no problem at all.

”Ling Jiaojiao, since you don’t want to marry me, I will humiliate you in front of everyone, so you can’t lift your head!”

Ling Wansui glared viciously at Ling Jiaojiao, his attitude extremely arrogant.

He knew his cultivation level was inferior to hers, so he resorted to psychological tactics to make Ling Jiaojiao lose her rationality.

”Do you know what I did to you after giving you Demonsanity Powder? Hehe, I played with you, this young lady, but apart from that trash Ling Xiao, no one in the Ling Family stood up for you!”

Ling Wansui continued: ”It must feel awful, doesn’t it? Hahaha.”

His voice wasn’t loud, just enough for Ling Jiaojiao to hear.

”Are you done talking?”

Ling Jiaojiao’s face was as cold as ice, her heart like still water.

She looked coldly at Ling Wansui and asked.

Ling Wansui was taken aback, not expecting that this previously impulsive and irritable girl had become so calm and composed, which was a bit beyond his expectations.

He didn’t know that the cultivation technique Ling Xiao chose for Ling Jiaojiao allowed a swordswoman to be completely immersed in her attacks, with a heart as still as water.

External factors rarely affected Ling Jiaojiao.

”If you’re done, then go die, and use your life to pay for your sins! To think you can match Ling Xiao, you’re not worthy!”

With that said, the wind rose.

A gust of wind swept through, turning into an invisible Sword Qi.

The wind passed, and Ling Wansui’s head fell to the ground.

Ling Jiaojiao calmly sheathed her sword, not even glancing at Ling Wansui’s corpse.

”Jiaojiao, you’re crazy!”

Ling Tianxiong suddenly stood up and shouted, ”At the annual meeting, how could you kill someone, and it’s your brother you killed!”

Ling Jiaojiao looked at Ling Tianxiong with a blank expression and said coldly, ”Brother? Would a brother use Demonsanity Powder to poison his own sister?

If you, as a father, wouldn’t seek justice for your daughter, then I will seek it myself!

You thought you could hide the matter of Demonsanity Powder from the world to avoid becoming the laughingstock of Yuhua Town, but you forget that there are no walls that don’t leak.

You high-ups of the Ling Family have long become the laughingstock of the entire Yuhua Town.

Only my brother Ling Xiao treats me the best! Only he is willing to help me and lift me back onto my feet.”

Having said that, she walked off the stage.

The faces of the Ling Family’s high-ups turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

Ling Jiaojiao did not care for their face and spoke out everything.

But they never considered a girl who was drugged with Demonsanity Powder and sullied.

Did they ever care about this girl’s dignity?

Ling Yuhua’s face also looked terrible. He slammed the table and said, ”Take Ling Jiaojiao away and keep her under strict watch! Daring to spout nonsense under the public eye and tarnish the Ling Family’s reputation!”

”Yes!”

Ling Jiaojiao felt a sorrow in her heart. Without Ling Xiao, she might have immediately chosen to commit suicide since her enemy was already dead, and this life no longer held meaning for her.

But with Ling Xiao there, a stream of warmth remained in her cold heart.

She did not resist, allowing those people to take her away.

Watching Ling Jiaojiao leave, Ling Moyu heaved an obvious sigh of relief.

That sword from Ling Jiaojiao was too strong; Ling Wansui didn’t even have a chance to react.

If it had been her, she might have been able to withstand it but would definitely have been injured. What on earth happened to make this girl suddenly so formidable?

Now that Ling Jiaojiao was taken away, her only remaining opponent was Ling Yan.

Although Ling Yan was formidable, he was her man. Even if they did have to fight to convince others, it would just be for show.

And so it was. The so-called final battle was to be between Ling Moyu and Ling Yan.

The two engaged in a lively fight, but during the battle, Ling Yan deliberately sold a flaw and was knocked off the stage by Ling Moyu, conceding defeat directly.

This flaw was sold with extraordinary subtlety. Not many could discern it, except for Ling Yuhua and a few Martial Artists with better insight who could glimpse the mystery within.

But even they couldn’t be certain.

After all, Ling Yan was a Reincarnation Warrior; his battle skills were perhaps more formidable than that old guy Ling Yuhua.

As long as he chose to lose, others wouldn’t easily see through it.

Ling Yan and Ling Xiao essentially arrived at the Ling Family one after the other, but the two chose fundamentally different paths.

Ling Yan relied on Ling Moyu and was doing quite well.

Ling Xiao refused to rely on anyone, resulting in a relatively miserable situation for him.

This is the greatest crisis for Reincarnation Warriors: when your strength is relatively weak and not fully recovered, many people can indeed bully you, making you suffer.

At such times, everyone’s choices are different.

You can’t say Ling Yan’s choice was wrong, but such a choice was something Ling Xiao found intolerable.

For him, relying on someone like Ling Moyu was worse than choosing a quick death.

”Alright, today’s annual martial arts meeting is over. The champion has emerged, Ling Moyu! The pride of our Ling Family!”

Ling Yuhua stood up and looked at Ling Moyu on the stage, announcing loudly.

Below the stage, Chen Kun nodded in satisfaction.

”It seems that Ling Xiao is nothing more than a complete coward, not knowing where he has fled to. The martial arts meeting is over, and he hasn’t appeared. How truly laughable.”

Ling Moyu gazed affectionately at Chen Kun, despite a minor conflict over the Secret Technique Sword, it was insignificant.

Chen Kun liked Ling Moyu because she was attractive enough.

Ling Moyu liked Chen Kun because he was exceptional enough. At least, among all the young generation in Yuhua Town, there would be no more than two who could surpass Chen Kun.

And those two were older than Chen Kun.

”Wait!”

Just when Ling Yuhua was about to award the champion’s prize to Ling Moyu, a voice echoed out.

Then a figure flew down onto the stage like a meteor.

The young boy now appeared to be about the age of thirteen.

Standing on the stage, he was not as tall as Ling Moyu, but his aura still made everyone take another look.

”You really dare to come back!”

Ling Moyu looked at the boy in front of her, gritting her teeth in hatred.