Chapter 152: Chapter 150: Fierce Battle with Lin Chong

After killing the Sword Demon with a single punch.

Jiang Chen flicked his arm and took the Sword Demon’s Storage Ring. He swept it with his Divine Thought, and a look of delight appeared on his face. ’As expected of the Alliance Leader of the Golden Sword Alliance. There are twenty million in gold notes alone. Killing and robbing really is the fastest way to get rich. Hmm, he also has an Advanced Profound Tier Weapon. That thing must be worth a pretty penny!’

Putting the Storage Ring away, Jiang Chen’s gaze swept over to the black Heavy Sword that had fallen to the ground.

An Advanced Profound Tier Weapon was worth a fortune!

The Sword Demon had spent more than half his fortune to commission a Second-Grade Advanced Refiner to craft this black Heavy Sword. It was worth at least ten to twenty million gold.

Jiang Chen strode through the air, about to retrieve the black Heavy Sword.

But just as he was about to grab the Heavy Sword, the sharp sound of something slicing through the air suddenly assaulted him, making every pore on Jiang Chen’s body prickle with alarm.

He tapped his foot on the ground and retreated several dozen meters in an instant.

SHIIING—

A silver sword light struck the spot where Jiang Chen had just been standing, carving a hundred-meter-long gash into the ground and sending up plumes of white smoke.

A young man in a silver robe strode through the air and landed beside the black Heavy Sword. With a flick of his arm, he snatched the black Heavy Sword into his hand. He gave it a light swing, a satisfied expression appearing on his face. "An Advanced Profound Tier Weapon forged from Profound Nether Black Iron. If I take it back to the Money Commerce Association to be auctioned, it should fetch a good price."

From start to finish, the silver-robed youth didn’t spare Jiang Chen a single glance.

Arrogance was etched on his face as he directly stored the black Heavy Sword in his Storage Ring.

Jiang Chen’s face darkened.

That black Heavy Sword was his spoil of war, yet this silver-robed youth had stolen it right in front of him. Moreover, that previous sword strike had been filled with a cold killing intent.

If he hadn’t reacted quickly enough, that single strike would have been fatal!

Rage simmered in Jiang Chen’s heart. With a grim expression, he said in a low voice, "Aren’t you being a little too shameless?"

"Are you talking to me?" The silver-robed youth glanced at Jiang Chen.

It was the first time he had looked at him.

His handsome face was full of contempt and disdain as he said lightly, "Are you aware that ever since I was born, anyone who dares to speak to me disrespectfully has met the same fate: death! You have two choices now. Either take out everything of value you have, present it to me with both hands, and then cripple your own cultivation, and I might spare your miserable life. Otherwise, this day next year will be the anniversary of your death!"

’Damn it!’

’You ambushed me and stole my Heavy Sword, and now you want me to hand over all my treasures and cripple my own cultivation?’

’Who the hell do you think you are, the Celestial King?’

Jiang Chen laughed in extreme anger. "Such arrogance. Anyone who didn’t know better would think you were a mighty expert of the Union Palace Realm! You want me to cripple my cultivation and hand over my treasures? You’re not worthy!"

"Alas, the world is never short of arrogant and ignorant fools like you!" The silver-robed youth shook his head, sighed, and said nonchalantly, "You probably don’t know who I am... My name is Lin Chong, a Core Disciple of the Saint Martial Sword Sect, with a cultivation at the Peak of the True Martial Realm Eighth Stage. On the current Demon Hunting List, I am ranked fifth!"

"Hiss... That young man can’t be more than twenty, right? He’s already at the Peak of the True Martial Realm Eighth Stage?"

"Didn’t you hear? He’s also a Core Disciple of the Saint Martial Sword Sect! The Saint Martial Sword Sect... that’s the premier Martial Arts Holy Land in our Saint Martial Dynasty! Anyone who can become a Core Disciple there is a monstrous genius..."

Luo Meng crossed his arms, an indifferent look on his face. "Junior Brother Lin, you can deal with this kid. But later, the Vampire Witch and that woman... you are not to touch her! They belong to me!" Luo Meng’s cold eyes stared intently at Xiao Qingyi, filled with greed and passion, as if he couldn’t wait to possess her!

Lin Chong also glanced at Xiao Qingyi. Her peerless face, which could put the sun and moon to shame, was seared into his mind, making him feel an irrepressible urge to possess her.

But then he thought of Luo Meng’s strength.

Lin Chong sighed internally and said lightly, "Since Senior Brother Luo has spoken, this little brother naturally wouldn’t dare to disobey. Allow me to congratulate you in advance, Senior Brother Luo, on winning the beauty’s favor!"

"Hahaha, rest assured, Junior Brother Lin. She’s just a woman. Once I’ve had my fun and grown tired of her, I’ll give her to you!" Luo Meng laughed heartily and said.

Lin Chong nodded.

Neither of them noticed that Jiang Chen’s face had turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

’Winning the beauty’s favor?’

’Grow tired of her and give her away?’

Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes, his icy gaze falling upon Lin Chong and Luo Meng as a thread of killing intent surged within him. ’Lin Chong... Luo Meng... You’ve got some nerve, targeting Qingyi. If I don’t kill you both today, I’m not worthy of the name Jiang Chen!’

Even though he had only known Xiao Qingyi for a few double-hours.

But...

In Jiang Chen’s heart, this kind and determined girl had already become a forbidden sanctuary that no one could touch.

For these two to completely ignore him and set their sights on Xiao Qingyi was to touch Jiang Chen’s Reversed Scale.

"Hm?"

Lin Chong’s cultivation was at the Peak of the True Martial Realm Eighth Stage, and his senses were extremely sharp. He noticed the fury and killing intent in Jiang Chen’s eyes. He was momentarily stunned, but then curled his lip in a disdainful sneer and shook his head. "Kid, are you angry? A pity. What can you do, even if you are? You can’t even save your own life, so how can you protect this beauty? My offer still stands. Hand over your treasures, cripple your cultivation, and I will spare you!"

"Spare me? Then I really must thank you for your kindness. It’s just a pity..." Jiang Chen sneered and said lightly, "...that I’m not willing to spare you!"

"You won’t spare *me*?"

Lin Chong’s expression sank. He let out a cold laugh, his killing intent intensifying. "Since you’re courting death, you have no one to blame but yourself."

Before his voice had even faded, Lin Chong’s figure transformed into a silver Flowing Light, streaking across the sky.

His speed was incredible, creating a series of sonic booms.

Like a falling star!

In an instant, he was in front of Jiang Chen, jabbing a finger through the air. A sheet of blindingly brilliant silver light appeared, like a river of starlight stretching across the void.

The vast expanse of starlight condensed.

The world itself seemed to dim as the dense white fog was blasted away by the piercing force of the attack.

"That’s the Profound-Tier High-Level Martial Skill, Star Sword Finger! That skill is incredibly difficult to master. I can’t believe Lin Chong has already cultivated it to the Great Success Realm."

"As expected of a genius from the Saint Martial Sword Sect. Lin Chong’s combat prowess is truly astounding!"

"Looks like that kid is a dead man!"

The spectacular attack drew gasps of astonishment from the crowd.

The onlookers’ gazes toward Lin Chong now held a new trace of reverence!

A Profound-Tier High-Level Martial Skill was extremely difficult to cultivate. Even many masters at the True Martial Realm Ninth Stage might not be able to cultivate it to the Great Success Realm.

Lin Chong was only at the True Martial Realm Eighth Stage, yet he had achieved such proficiency. His talent was truly extraordinary!

He was truly worthy of the title of genius!

Facing that vast river of starlight, dazzlingly brilliant globes of True Essence Light erupted around Jiang Chen. A cyan-gold light flickered in his eyes as his battle intent began to boil like lava.

He stomped his feet hard on the ground, launching himself into the air, and thrust a finger forward as well...