Celestial Dragon Sword Venerable

Chapter 342: Sinner? Slave?

Celestial Dragon Sword Venerable

Chapter 342: Sinner? Slave?

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Chapter 342: Chapter 342: Sinner? Slave?

The woman in the white Daoist robe and the one in the red gauzy dress immediately grew wary, retreating several steps with obvious caution.

"Where is this? What region? Zhu’Er wasn’t lying. As for that Tu Kun guy, forget that he’s dead—even if he were alive, I’d have smashed him into meat paste with a single palm strike. Some Master Level genius? He was just a pile of trash. What’s so shocking about it!"

Ye Tianling said impatiently.

He was already quite worried. ’What godforsaken corner of the world did I fall into?’

"Such arrogance!"

The woman in the white Daoist robe was furious and snorted coldly. In the end, however, she didn’t make a move. Instead, she carefully examined the young Fox Race girl and only relaxed after confirming she was unharmed.

Ye Tianling was about to make a move to shut the woman in the white Daoist robe up.

Just then, the woman in the red gauzy dress quickly spoke up. "Sir, this is the Luoyun Town area, within the territory of the Great Xia Royal Family in Yunxiao City, Celestial Star Mansion. My name is Jiang Xiangning. This is my maid, Jiang Zhu’Er, and this is Zhu’Er’s Master, Xia Xinran. She is also one of the legitimate princesses of the Great Xia Royal Family."

"Celestial Star Mansion? Yunxiao City? What planet is this?"

Ye Tianling’s heart sank.

On the Sword Ancestor Star, Ye Tianling was only familiar with Azure Flame Mansion and Wangchuan Prefecture; he had never heard of any "Celestial Star Mansion."

"Planet? The World today has already become a Domain, and has even evolved into a Plane. Are you unaware of this, Sir? The Sword Ancestor Star of the past was also the Gods Tomb, the star where all gods slept. Now, this place is the Domain of the Gods—also known as the God Burial Domain."

Jiang Xiangning explained gently. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

Tu Kun was dead.

And since Zhu’Er, who had never been good at lying, was so certain that the person before them had saved her, then it must be true.

Therefore, Jiang Xiangning was quite polite and explained in detail.

"You don’t even know that? You must be one of the natives, right?"

Just then, Xia Xinran suddenly spoke.

"Hm?"

Ye Tianling’s brow furrowed. He said coldly, "No matter where I go, I run into bitches. With a disposition like yours, it’s a miracle you’ve survived this long!"

"What did you say?!"

Xia Xinran’s pretty face fell, and an aura of Sword Soul shot directly toward Ye Tianling.

However, although this Sword Soul aura was indeed incomparably vast and astonishingly powerful—even more shockingly strong than the Sword Souls of Long Yunfan and the others Ye Tianling had previously encountered—it was now completely useless against him.

WHOOM—

Jiang Xiangning’s figure blurred, leaving an afterimage as she moved to block the force of the Sword Soul’s impact. At the same time, she gave Xia Xinran a deep look, shook her head, and said softly in a pleading tone, "Sister Xinran."

"I said, you’re courting death! Get it? It seems if I don’t go around impaling people with my Profound Ice Cold Iron Rod, my reputation just won’t spread after the world changed."

Ye Tianling sneered, his voice exceptionally mocking.

Xia Xinran was so furious her long black hair almost stood on end. But when she saw Jiang Xiangning’s pleading gaze, her heart softened. She forced herself to swallow her anger and held back from exploding.

"You probably don’t know this, but the Ten Thousand Spirit Races from the dormant Ancient Lands, Hidden Lands, and independent Secret Realm Spaces are the true masters of this World... As for the Native Life Forms from before this World awakened, they are all sinners and servants with inferior bloodlines—so lowly that they are only permitted to cultivate the Sword Dao!

The Sword Dao is the lowest, weakest, and most basic Dao in this God Burial Domain!

Their very existence in this World was simply to await the awakening and rise of us, the descendants of peerless prodigies from among the All Gods, the Royal Races, and the Holy Lands!

So, you should consider yourself lucky. Lucky that you saved Zhu’Er’s life! Lucky that Princess Xiangning is speaking up for you. Otherwise—"

Xia Xinran’s tone was icy, stopping just short of outright hostility.

Ye Tianling knew that most of what she said was likely true, but it was absolutely impossible for him to accept it.

"Lucky? Sinners? Servants? Don’t be so sure of yourselves. Sooner or later, I’ll take my Profound Ice Cold Iron Rod and impale every last one of you self-righteous Saintesses, Princesses, and Goddesses who think you’re the Dominators of this world, until you’re begging for mercy!"

Ye Tianling’s tone was just as defiant.

At the same time, his mood turned cold.

Having a Ye Cangqian and a Ye Tianxi in the world wasn’t so scary.

What was scary was that the World had produced a whole group of these disgusting, self-important beings.

’And the Sword Dao is fucking lowly?

Then how could the Sword Venerable Dominating Body, Emperor’s Qi Sword Body, be the number one Divine Body among the Eight Ancient Divine Bodies?

And why are all of the Eight Ancient Divine Bodies Sword Bodies?

And why are the Realm divisions of this World all centered around the Sword Dao?’

Ye Tianling even felt like spitting directly in Xia Xinran’s face. ’A low-Realm being like you dares to call herself a Princess? And you look down on natives?’

"You shameless scoundrel—"

Xia Xinran was so angry she ground her teeth, making a GRINDING sound, as if she wished she could teach Ye Tianling a brutal lesson.

Jiang Xiangning just kept shaking her head with a wry smile, and her pleading eyes finally caused Xia Xinran’s anger to subside.

"Don’t say things like that, understand? Because if I get truly shameless, you’ll all be finished!"

Ye Tianling said arrogantly.

Xia Xinran decided to simply ignore Ye Tianling—it wasn’t as if she’d never seen a native before.

After the world changed, the strength of those natives instantly plummeted. Even some of the so-called ’Saint Sons and Saintesses’ who still had a Realm of Sword Spirit First Heaven could be slapped to death with a single palm if she encountered them.

As for a ’trash native’ like this one, who didn’t even have a shred of a Realm’s aura, she really couldn’t understand how he could talk so big.

And what was even more infuriating was that every time he opened his mouth, it was all about ’impaling’ someone!

Besides, what in the world was a ’Profound Ice Cold Iron Rod’?

Having not lived through the era of the ’Celestial Secret Divine Son,’ how could women like them, who had emerged from an ancient age, possibly understand the ’deeper profound meaning’ behind it?

"Hmph. You smashed Tu Kun to death. I don’t care what kind of devious tricks you used, you’re already in deep trouble!"

Xia Xinran felt a little pity for Jiang Xiangning, and since her precious disciple Jiang Zhu’Er was ultimately unharmed, she still offered a cold-toned warning despite her unfriendly manner.

’An ant trying to shake a great tree. How laughable and ignorant of his own limits.’

’After the rules of the world changed, these natives couldn’t accept the cruel blow of reality... It’s actually quite pitiful. I won’t lower myself to his level.’

Xia Xinran thought to herself, and so her gaze softened a little.

’This woman... she actually gave me a well-intentioned warning? Maybe she isn’t completely hopeless after all.’

Ye Tianling’s Soul Talent gave him a faint sense of it, and he detected Xia Xinran’s inexplicable goodwill, feeling a little surprised.

Immediately, his aggressive attitude softened slightly.

"What deep trouble? I don’t think any place could be safer than here."

Ye Tianling’s tone was extremely casual, as if he couldn’t care less about Tu Kun’s death.

"You... you’re simply hopeless! You don’t even have a Realm, so why aren’t you running? Did you think that just because you killed Tu Kun with some devious trick, you’re invincible? Tu Kun was the son of Luoyun Town’s Town Guardian Tu Xiaotian! That Tu Xiaotian wields twin axes, possesses heaven-shaking strength, and has already stepped into the Half-step Sword Spirit Realm. He is a Master Level genius of a Town Guardian!"

Xia Xinran shot Ye Tianling a cold glance, offering the advice with good intentions.

’She had figured it out. This young man probably had some kind of background. Back in the outside world, he was likely some spoiled young master.

And with the great change in the world, he probably couldn’t accept such a cruel reality all at once, which was why he didn’t understand the grim situation he was in now.’

"A Master Level genius? Did his Battle Power reach Breaking Two or Breaking Three? Oh, I’m so scared!"

PFFT—

Ye Tianling couldn’t help but laugh as he spoke. "I thought he was some Sword Ancestor or Sword Saint. Turns out he’s just at the mere Half-step Sword Spirit Realm. Let him come. I’ll smash him into a pulp with a single slap."

PFFT—

This time, it was Xia Xinran who burst out laughing from anger.

"Sword Ancestor and Sword Saint? You really have the guts to say that! I have to say, kid, you’re the most arrogant native I’ve ever met!"

Xia Xinran sucked in a cold breath and snorted.

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