Ling Tian Sword God-Chapter 58 - 57: Ten Heroes of the Capital_1

"These ten beauties will all be bought by the men here tonight to take their first night. However, even the cheapest among them would cost tens of thousands of taels of gold."

Dai Chao assumed Ling Chen was interested in these beauties and explained with a smile.

"Disgusting."

A trace of disgust appeared in Xiao Muyu’s beautiful eyes. She naturally disagreed with the idea of using women as playthings, but since this was the territory of the royal family, she couldn’t openly criticize it even if it displeased her.

At that moment, Ling Chen seemed not to have heard Dai Chao’s words, as he was staring in another direction, where he saw a familiar figure.

It was the Crown Prince himself.

"I trust the three of you find my Cui Yu Building satisfactory," the Crown Prince said, his face beaming like a warm spring breeze, as he approached them.

"It’s more than just satisfactory; it’s simply a paradise on earth."

Ling Chen shook his head with a smile.

From the perspective of a guest, this indeed was a paradise of pleasure.

"Haha, good. Ling Chen, I’m relieved to see you’ve recovered." The Crown Prince’s smile grew broader.

"Thank you for your concern, Crown Prince."

Ling Chen cupped his fists in salute.

"Enjoy yourselves. I must attend to other affairs and will excuse myself." The Crown Prince also saluted and took a final glance at Ling Chen before leaving.

The Crown Prince is impressive, Ling Chen evaluated thoughtfully, looking at the retreating figure of the Crown Prince. They had killed the weakened Dragon-patterned Leopard that the other party had originally targeted. Logically, that would surely have upset him, but the Crown Prince showed no signs of dissatisfaction.

Regardless of his motives, just this measure of restraint was commendable.

Such men were the most dangerous.

People who wore their emotions on their sleeve were truly unsuited to be heirs—like Ying Wuqing, for example.

"Ling Chen, you recover rather swiftly. You’re so hard to kill; your life is really tenacious."

Just as he was thinking about Ying Wuqing, Ling Chen heard a sarcastic voice echoing over, prickling his ears.

Following the source of the sound, he saw Ying Wuqing and his group, including Ouyang Ming and Zhang Zhenwu, sitting not far from him. These were the same people he had encountered in the Royal Hunting Ground.

Ouyang Ming, a Fire Blade Sect disciple from Ying Wuqing’s table, was the one who had spoken.

"The one with a tenacious life is probably the Fourth Prince, as I recall. When you were being chased by the Dragon-patterned Leopard, you looked like a dog that had lost its home. Fortunately, you have a good brother. Otherwise, I suppose you would be a ghost under the claws of the Dragon-patterned Leopard by now."

Before Ling Chen could reply, Xiao Muyu had already sneered. She had been very dissatisfied with Ying Wuqing’s actions in the Royal Hunting Ground. Ling Chen had stopped her from speaking at the time, but now she had finally found an opportunity to speak her mind.

"Audacious! How dare you insult the Fourth Prince!"

Ouyang Ming slammed the table and shouted angrily.

"How do you know about the Fourth Prince being chased by the Dragon-patterned Leopard? Could all this be a trap you laid? Was the Dragon Patterned Cub deliberately spared for the Fourth Prince to kill?" Zhang Zhenwu said in a gloomy tone.

Hearing these words, Ling Chen found it somewhat funny. These guys seemed to have a bit of a persecution complex. Did a person like Ying Wuqing really necessitate such thorough plotting?

However, Ying Wuqing seemed to have believed it. His expression changed slightly as if he understood something, and a cold light flickered in his eyes. No wonder everything worked out so conveniently, with the final benefits all going to Xiao Muyu and Ling Chen, he thought. It turns out I’ve been manipulated by them!

"Ha ha." Ying Wuqing waved his hand to stop Ouyang Ming and the other man. Picking up a cup of wine, he stood up calmly and said with a composed smile, "You two, don’t talk nonsense. They are disciples of the Righteous Path; why would they do such despicable things? Ling Chen, to celebrate your recovery, I’ll toast you."

Knowing Ying Wuqing was insincere, Ling Chen still stood up, glanced at him, and responded indifferently, "Is that necessary?"

Ouyang Ming gave a cold smirk and said, "Ling Chen, the Fourth Prince personally offers you a drink, but you refuse to show him respect. Do the disciples of the Divine Intent Sect not respect the Imperial Court? Are you trying to say that the Divine Intent Sect is not satisfied with the royal family?"

Ling Chen stared at Ouyang Ming. This fellow is too good at stirring up trouble, he thought. "Alright then! If that’s the case, it would be impolite to refuse."

BANG!

With a sudden slap on the table, a cup of wine, which was originally on the table, flew up smoothly.

The next moment, the cup landed back in Ling Chen’s hand as if it had sprung up. Not a single drop spilled onto the floor.

Ling Chen downed it in one go and placed the cup back on the table.

Many people around saw this and were all shocked.

"That’s a beautiful move!" In the distance, a rather beautiful woman exclaimed.

To achieve this without spilling a drop required reaching a state of consummate skill in controlling True Qi. Even many veteran Martial Artists couldn’t achieve this.

Ling Chen’s move immediately intimidated those on Ying Wuqing’s side. Nobody dared to utter another word.

"I never thought your strength had reached such a high realm. It truly makes me admire you. However, there are always people better than you, and heavens beyond heavens. This is the capital of Wind Country, a gathering place for talents. Tonight at the banquet, you will realize there are many stronger than you," Ying Wuqing said, a cold glint in his eyes.

Upon hearing these words, Ling Chen did not respond immediately. He never claimed that his strength was unparalleled in the world. There were numerous talents within Wind Country alone, let alone the entire Five Kingdoms. There were at least several dozen young experts in Wind Country stronger than him.

If it were merely a matter of ranking, Ling Chen wouldn’t rank high.

While Ling Chen does hold the title of the Martial World’s top prodigy, that’s based on his talent. But everyone knows that’s within his age bracket; he’s only ranked first amongst his peers. Who would care about your age when it comes to real combat?

Even if you are unbeatable in your own age group, if others have much higher Cultivation than you, is your invincibility of any use?

Moreover, most people believe that Ling Chen holds the title of the Martial World’s top prodigy mainly because of his father, Supreme Sky Feather. They don’t know Ling Chen’s real talent, so they naturally wouldn’t think much of him.

After Supreme Sky Feather died, Ling Chen’s name was rarely heard. He is known now primarily because he is still Xu Ruoyan’s fiancé, a fact that makes many young talents envious and jealous.

Xu Ruoyan, the current young master of the Martial World’s largest sect, the Sky Void Palace—a prestigious and prominent title. The men considered fit for such a stunning woman were only those young powerhouses on the Heavenly List. Even below them, only other highly powerful young talents could be candidates. It was not Ling Chen’s turn yet.

"Ling Chen’s strength certainly counts for little when looking at the whole Five Kingdoms," Xiao Muyu spoke before Ling Chen could. She glanced at Ying Wuqing and sneered coldly, "but he is far superior to the Fourth Prince. Comparing the Fourth Prince to Ling Chen is like comparing a nag to a Kirin; they are not in the same league. Even in the entire capital, only a few who rank higher among the ’Ten Heroes of the Capital’ can compete with him."

The ’Ten Heroes of the Capital’ were the ten most outstanding young warriors in the capital. They all came from martial arts Aristocratic Families or were imperial relatives and nobles, renowned throughout Wind Country.

Xiao Muyu’s words made Ling Chen furrow his brows slightly. Speaking such words in this place was undoubtedly attracting a lot of enmity.

At this moment, in a higher pavilion, Xu Ruoyan, the Crown Prince, and others were seated. From this spot, they could clearly see the other parts of the banquet.

In the pavilion, there were more than a dozen young geniuses, the men handsome and the women beautiful. Every one of them was a prominent figure, well-known in the capital and even throughout Wind Country. They possessed significant backgrounds and were powerful in their own right.

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