Tyrant Sky Martial Soul

The scene of Jian Liufeng killing Jian Mofeng stunned everyone.

Jian Mofeng was Jian Liufeng’s own older brother—what on earth was he trying to do?

”This matter was my second brother’s doing alone. It absolutely has nothing to do with the clan. Now that my second brother is dead, he’s paid with his life for what he did. Do the Four Great Clans really want to wipe out every last person in my Sword Clan before you’re satisfied?”

Jian Liufeng said this very calmly.

Heartless, cold—but you had to admire his cunning.

That evidence could only prove that Ling You was connected to Jian Mofeng.

It couldn’t prove any connection to the Sword Clan.

He killed Jian Mofeng, yet preserved the entire Sword Clan.

In fact, the Four Great Clans really didn’t dare push the Sword Clan too hard.

Now that the man’s son was already dead, what more could they do?

”Forget it. Since Jian Mofeng has already paid with his life, we have nothing more to say.”

A Zhen Clan expert sighed and sat back down.

The other three also shook their heads helplessly and sat back down.

Whether they were satisfied or not, there was no way they could keep making trouble for the other side today.

They could only wait and see if there’d be a chance in the future.

Hearing this, Jian Kun, though grief-stricken, also let out a breath of relief.

Losing the most useless son but saving everyone in the Sword Clan—this trade was still fairly cost-effective.

But useless as that son was, he was still his son. And now he’d died because of Ling Xiao. Jian Kun’s hatred for Ling Xiao had already reached its limit.

”Come! Carry away Ling You’s and Second Young Master’s corpses. The wedding continues!”

Jian Kun shouted loudly.

”Seriously? His son’s dead and he still wants to continue the wedding?”

The guests were a bit baffled.

”Someone wants today’s wedding to be ruined. I absolutely won’t allow that.

I believe Mofeng, even in the underworld, wouldn’t agree either.

So, if everyone’s willing to give us face, the wedding continues!”

Jian Kun’s mouth could always turn something utterly unreasonable into something that sounded perfectly reasonable. That really was a skill.

The guests naturally didn’t care. Since the boy’s own father didn’t mind, what were they supposed to care about?

”Wait!”

Ling Xiao slowly stood up and said, ”Those two corpses should be handed over to me directly.”

”Hand them to you? On what grounds?”

Jian Kun roared.

His patience with Ling Xiao was already nearly at its limit; he could lash out at any moment.

”Very simple. Jian Mofeng controlled that Ling You to assassinate me. The two of them are both murderers who tried to kill me.

And I am a child of the Dark Clan.

This matter cannot be brushed aside so easily.

I need to confirm that Jian Mofeng is truly dead, and of course confirm whether Ling You really has nothing to do with your Sword Clan.”

He stood there, staring at Jian Kun without the slightest fear, and spoke loudly.

At this moment, even the Dark Clan’s clan leader An Yexing, who was on the scene, couldn’t say much.

Because Ling Xiao really was a Dark Clan child. If a Dark Clan child was stabbed for no reason here, and he still tried to blame Ling Xiao, he’d never be able to stay in charge of the Dark Clan.

Who would still obey the orders of such a muddle-headed fool?

”Big brother, that brat clearly wants to drag our Dark Clan onto his warship. We mustn’t let him get his way.”

An Hua said nervously.

”Then you tell me, what should I do? Let Jian Kun kill Ling Xiao?

If we really did that, do you think I could still remain clan leader?”

An Yexing said irritably, ”Ling Xiao only came to attend his sister’s wedding and then got assassinated. Even though we have a grudge with that kid, we can only help him. There’s nothing to discuss.”

With that, he stood up and said, ”Jian Kun, Ling Xiao isn’t wrong this time. Let Ling You’s and Jian Mofeng’s corpses be handed over to our Dark Clan.

Otherwise I have no way to quell the anger of the Dark Clan’s disciples!

Even though Ling Xiao is just a negligible outer clan first-rank in our Dark Clan, he’s still a Dark Clan child. He’s not someone outsiders can bully.”

Being forced to say these words that went against his own heart, An Yexing felt very depressed.

But he still had to say them.

If he didn’t, he didn’t deserve to be clan leader.

”Father, you can’t hand Second Brother over.”

Suddenly, two people stood up from the crowd—both were Jian Kun’s adopted sons.

One was called Jian Jia, the other Jian You.

Their strength was higher than Jian Mofeng’s; they had already reached the seventh and eighth stages on the path toward First Stage Four-Layer Hell Cultivation.

Jian Jia and Jian You lacked Jian Liufeng’s cunning and coldness. Naturally, they didn’t want to see Jian Mofeng die and then have his corpse delivered to the enemy.

”You two shut up! Jian Mofeng deserved to die. He nearly destroyed our entire Sword Clan. You’re not allowed to plead for him!”

Coming from Jian Kun’s mouth, these words were somewhat ironic.

But Jian Kun still said them.

To protect the Sword Clan, he intended to heap all the blame onto the already dead Jian Mofeng.

”An Yexing, I’ll leave these two corpses for you to handle.”

He said coldly, ”But after your investigation is done, can you return Mofeng’s corpse to our Sword Clan for burial?”

”Of course.”

This was An Yexing’s answer.

”No.”

This was Ling Xiao’s.

”Brat, don’t go too far!”

Jian Kun’s face turned livid with anger as he roared.

”I’m going too far? Heh, your Sword Clan wanted to turn my sister into your brood mare, to give birth to a child with both blade and Sword Martial Souls, and then you tried to kill her!

Today you even had Ling You come to assassinate me!

If my Body Movement Technique weren’t decent, I’d already be dead by now.

I’m only asking for two corpses. Tell me, who’s really going too far here—me?”

Ling Xiao said coldly.

”Ling Xiao, the dead are to be respected. Since Jian Mofeng is already dead, let’s wipe the slate clean for what happened before.

As for the marriage, your sister and Jian Liufeng truly are a loving couple. Stop making wild guesses.”

To smooth things over with Jian Kun, An Yexing finally opened his mouth to lecture Ling Xiao.

”The dead are to be respected? A loving couple? Heh. Clan Leader, do you know that Jian Mofeng once went to Yuhua Town, intending to take everyone in Yuhua Town hostage to force my sister Ling Jiaojiao to marry Jian Liufeng?

During that process, quite a few innocent Martial Artists were killed by Jian Mofeng.

Did those people die for nothing?

Is he the one to be ’respected’?

I’ll bring his corpse back to Yuhua Town and hand it over to the families of those who died.

Whatever they want to do to it, they can do.”

Ling Xiao made himself very clear.

”Fine. Very good. You’re really something! Mofeng’s corpse can be given to you. But as for the wedding that follows, I’ll make you understand that they really are a loving couple! I’ll make you accept it!

If, after Ling Jiaojiao agrees with her own mouth to marry Liufeng, you still dare make trouble here, don’t blame me, Jian Kun, for being rude.”

Looking at Ling Xiao, Jian Kun was shaking all over with rage.

This brat—he couldn’t kill him, and he couldn’t out-argue him. He was impossibly hard to deal with.

He had to find a reason to keep An Yexing from making a move.

”An Yexing, you’re not going to be that unreasonable, are you?”

Jian Kun turned to An Yexing and asked.

”Don’t worry, brother. As long as they truly are a loving couple, I definitely won’t interfere. If that brat Ling Xiao really dares to cause trouble, you can deal with him however you like. I won’t say a word.”

An Yexing certainly hoped Ling Xiao would die—that was his true feeling.