Even now, Ling Yun still feels a cold sweat on his forehead.
The disciples of the Ziyang Sect were stunned. They never expected that Elder Lingyun, an inner sect elder, would actually beg for mercy at this moment. Just who was this person? They knew that the elders of the Ziyang Sect were all top-tier experts in their eyes! Yet, in front of Su Yang, they treated him like a junior…
Su Yang slowly loosened his grip on the sword hilt, and Ling Yun breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this.
Ling Yun glanced at the stunned disciples around him. He had to admit that he had really lost face this time, but there was nothing he could do. After all, he was simply outmatched.
Thinking of this, Ling Yun cupped his hands and said, "Would you be willing to visit my Lingyun Pavilion? If there is anything I can do to help, I will do my best to make up for my rudeness today."
Su Yang nodded.
Seeing this, Ling Yun smiled and soared into the air, walking away on foot through the void.
However, after taking only a few steps, he realized something was wrong. Turning around, he saw Su Yang still standing there, motionless.
Ling Yun asked, "Aren't you coming along, Your Excellency?"
Su Yang said matter-of-factly, "I can't fly."
Ling Yun was speechless.
Reluctantly, they had to make an exception and allow the smallest sailboat to travel along with them, heading towards the island floating in the sky.
All the disciples of the Ziyang Sect were left standing there, stunned, unable to calm down from what had just happened. After all, what had just occurred was too surreal, as if they were dreaming...
Right now.
Inside the Changqing Hall outside the gate.
Elder Zhu Changqing of Changqing Hall is Su Tianlang's master. Under his careful guidance, Su Tianlang will sooner or later be able to be remembered by him and become his successor.
But he soon received a message.
Su Tianlang is dead!
"Who is it? Who dares to kill my disciple!" Zhu Changqing roared, his anger rising to the top of his head, almost like a madman.
The disciple below said tremblingly, "It's...it's someone I've never seen before, and it seems like they have some connection with Elder Lingyun."
"Some overlap?"
Zhu Changqing was furious: "Even if that guy is Elder Lingyun's personal disciple, he has no right to kill my disciple!"
Having said that, Zhu Changqing stood up and rushed straight out of Changqing Palace: "Today I'm going to find that guy Ling Yun and demand an explanation!"
...
Lingyun Palace.
Under Ling Yun's orders, apart from two disciples guarding the gate, no other disciples were allowed to enter the entire Ling Yun Hall. Only Su Yang and Ling Yun were in the huge Ling Yun Hall.
Although Lingyun Palace is a grand hall, its surroundings resemble a celestial abode, filled with numerous immortal herbs and spiritual medicines, and even some flying insects, birds, and beasts, all of which are young animals of considerable quality. Coupled with the scenery above, it can be described as reaching the depths of the clouds.
Ling Yun cupped his hands in greeting and said, "May I ask what brings you to my Ziyang Sect? With your strength, you must be respected wherever you go, right?"
Su Yang smiled and said, "You'd better not call me 'Your Excellency,' just call me Su Yang. As for coming to the Ziyang Sect, there are indeed some matters that need to be taken care of. After all, judging from Su Tianlang's words, it seems that we can only get news when we arrive at the Ziyang Sect."
Ling Yun's expression turned somewhat strange: "Then why...did you kill Su Tianlang?"
Su Yang sighed, then his eyes turned colder: "Just remember, I, Su Yang, hate villains the most in this life, especially the villains around me."
Upon hearing this, Ling Yun quickly lowered his head, realizing he had said the wrong thing.
Su Yang, however, didn't seem to care and laughed again: "By the way, you said before that I'm a sword cultivator. Is there anything different about sword cultivators?"
Upon hearing this, Ling Yun's lips twitched.
You are a sword cultivator yourself, why are you asking me this?
However, Ling Yun still explained in detail: "Sword cultivators are actually cultivators who take a different path, focus on one point of cultivation, and only after comprehending the 'Dao' can they become sword cultivators."
Su Yang said, "It doesn't sound that impressive?"
Ling Yun quickly cupped his hands and said, "Young friend Su Yang, please don't joke around. People who have comprehended the 'Dao' are extraordinary, especially you, young friend Su Yang, who seems to have reached the level of Sword Emperor. My strength is nothing more than a joke in front of you."
"Sword Emperor?"
Su Yang then asked, "Are sword cultivators and martial artists ranked differently?"
Ling Yun looked at Su Yang strangely.
How could a sword cultivator not even know the ranks of swordsmanship, yet ask such a strange question?
However, he still explained, "Well, sword cultivators are a different lineage after all, and I know of at least six levels!"
Su Yang asked, "Which six floors?"
Ling Yun said, "Swordsman, Sword Master, Grandmaster of Swordsmanship, Great Grandmaster of Swordsmanship, Sword Sect, Sword Emperor!"
"Among them, becoming a Sword Sect allows one to establish a sect and become a powerful force. Reaching the Sword Emperor realm allows one to command all swords to bow down in submission. Just now, young friend Su Yang had not even drawn his sword yet, but the swords bowed down, which is already the standard image of the Sword Emperor realm."
"I see."
Su Yang nodded.
However, he was still puzzled, since his own answer was clearly Sword Master. Could it be that the name was different in other places?
At this moment, Ling Yun frowned and said, "But... there are some strange things. Young friend Su Yang's sword strikes only have intent, but no true energy, which is very strange."
Su Yang asked, "Is it strange that there is no true qi?"
Ling Yun nodded: "Even sword cultivators need to have true qi, otherwise their 'intention' will easily dissipate, making it impossible to unleash powerful sword moves."
Su Yang frowned. It seemed that he really couldn't use some powerful moves. He only knew two moves from beginning to end: the Sword Drawing Stance and the Mountain Splitting Stance.
Just as he was pondering this, Ling Yun laughed and said, "I'm sure young friend Su Yang will be lenient. If he really uses his true energy, I'm afraid it will be too late for us to regret it."
Su Yang shrugged: "But I really don't have any true qi in my body."
Ling Yun's lips twitched: "Young friend Su Yang is joking again..."
Su Yang said seriously, "Really not."
Ling Yun clicked his tongue, about to say something, when a sudden burst of noise came from the doorway.
Ling Yun frowned, wanting to reprimand them, but found that the newcomer had already rushed in.
"Elder Changqing?" Ling Yun said in surprise.
At this moment, Zhu Changqing glared angrily at Su Yang, then turned to Ling Yun and shouted, "You, Ling Yun, do you really think you can do whatever you want just because you're an elder in the inner sect?"
Ling Yun asked, puzzled, "Chang Qing, we can talk things out slowly. If I've said anything wrong, please tell me. After all, I have guests here."
Zhu Changqing sneered: "Guest? What a guest! You even dared to kill one of my disciples, don't you think you're taking me too lightly?!"
Upon hearing these words, Su Yang remained expressionless, while Ling Yun's expression turned strange.
That sounds... kind of familiar?
It seems like that's what he said before?
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