Celestial Dragon Sword Venerable-Chapter 41: Fighting Back to the Ye Race

Ye Tianzhao’s expression was grim and uncertain. He suddenly lashed out, fiercely flinging a Small Barrier Talisman at Ye Tianling. He intended to trap Ye Tianling with it and then spread the news of his whereabouts.

But before the Small Barrier Talisman could even activate, Ye Tianling channeled his Finger Snap Divine Technique, unleashing a stream of Sword Qi from his Six Meridian Divine Sword that instantly pierced through it.

"PFFT—"

The Small Barrier Talisman exploded. A blast of dark Energy rampaged outward, flipping over numerous tables in the tavern.

With a grasping motion, the dark red longsword hanging at Ye Tianzhao’s waist flew into Ye Tianling’s hand.

"SWOOSH—"

Ye Tianling attacked aggressively. In a single motion, the power of the Nine Swords of Dugu’s swift style manifested, appearing as if a hundred thrusts had been made in an instant.

"PFFT PFFT PFFT—"

The sound of a hundred strikes blended together, producing only a single noise.

Then, Ye Tianling withdrew his sword. Ye Tianzhao’s head, having been pierced a full hundred times, was now a mangled mess of flesh, his features completely unrecognizable.

At this point, Ye Tianzhao was as dead as could be.

Seeing this, the many Cultivators watching couldn’t help but gasp in cold dread.

Ye Tianling’s power was suffocating.

Qingyang Town was, after all, a small town. Here, reaching the Sword Essence Realm was enough to become an Elder in a major clan.

This showed that the Sword Essence Realm was enough to be considered a powerhouse in Qingyang Town.

And Ye Tianling’s current Realm was precisely the Sword Essence Third Heaven Realm, making his Battle Power all the more terrifying.

So much so that even though Ye Tianling had revealed himself, the many Cultivators who wanted to report his location for the reward were all hesitating.

After all, Ye Tianling was far too vicious and ruthless!

"Ye Tianling! You still dare to show your face? You have a death wish! You backstabbing little bastard! The Ye Race was kind enough to raise you. It would be one thing if you simply failed to repay that kindness, but to commit such treason, to slaughter your own clan members... you’re completely insane—"

Ye Yuexiu furiously rebuked him, but the terror in her eyes, far from diminishing, only intensified.

"You think that just because you’re hurling such ’righteous’ insults from your moral high ground, I won’t kill you? Of all the things you shouldn’t have done, you shouldn’t have said that Ye Yuexin and Ye Yuechan deserved to die! So, you can die too!"

As Ye Tianling spoke, the dark red longsword in his hand—the one taken from Ye Tianzhao—flashed with a crimson gleam.

"SQUELCH—"

Ye Yuexiu’s beautiful head was sent flying, and blood gushed like a fountain from her snow-white neck.

Her eyes still held a look of utter disbelief.

It was as if she’d never imagined that she—so beautiful and adored by her clan like a cherished Fairy—would be so ruthlessly beheaded, left to die in a small tavern like this.

But by the time these thoughts arose, her consciousness was already fading to black.

Though she was unwilling to accept it, this would be the final memory of her life. Regret was now useless.

"THUD—"

"Y-Young Master Ye, we... we were wrong. Please spare our worthless lives."

At this, Lin Xuejing and Lin Yuanchu, frightened out of their wits, immediately dropped to their knees.

In recent days, Ye Tianling’s reputation for cruelty and ruthlessness had shaken Qingyang Town, but they hadn’t taken it seriously.

But now, seeing his methods with their own eyes, they were utterly stunned. It felt as if they had been plunged into an icy abyss, and the fear in their hearts was beyond description.

"I killed Lin Xueqin," Ye Tianling said calmly.

"Sh-then... then she deserved to die! Y-Young Master Ye did well to kill her!"

Lin Xuejing and Lin Yuanchu said similar things almost simultaneously.

"And you," Ye Tianling continued, "told me to get lost earlier?"

"No, we wouldn’t dare... We’ll... we’ll get out of here ourselves."

Lin Xuejing and Lin Yuanchu replied almost instantly.

Ye Tianling shook his head. "One of you can live," he said indifferently.

The moment he finished speaking, the young woman, Lin Xuejing, erupted into action, viciously stabbing her sword at Lin Yuanchu.

Lin Yuanchu, in turn, almost instantly activated a Talisman and lunged ruthlessly at Lin Xuejing.

The two of them immediately began to fight each other ferociously.

The young woman, Lin Xuejing, was more vicious and ruthless. Furthermore, her Realm at the First Heaven of Sword Qi made her slightly stronger than Lin Yuanchu.

So, after a dozen or so exchanges, Lin Xuejing chopped off Lin Yuanchu’s head.

Lin Xuejing carried Lin Yuanchu’s head over, knelt respectfully before Ye Tianling, and awaited his ’instructions’.

Ye Tianling watched this unfold in silence. "Hm, not bad," he said. "You’re ruthless enough."

Lin Xuejing tried to explain something, but as she opened her mouth, she couldn’t stop a mouthful of blood from spraying out.

Her face paled; she was also seriously injured.

"Alright. Since I said one of you could live, and you’ve earned that chance, you should cherish it."

Ye Tianling gave Lin Xuejing an indifferent glance, as if seeing right through her hidden thoughts.

A bone-chilling cold washed over Lin Xuejing. She immediately pressed her forehead to the ground and kowtowed forcefully three times.

Ye Tianling, meanwhile, took out his Fiery Sun Sword, activating it with his Sword Essence until it flared with a crimson light.

With a flicker, Ye Tianling stepped onto the Fiery Sun Sword, and his figure shot away at extreme speed.

One could perform Sword Flight upon reaching the Sword Essence Realm. Now that Ye Tianling was at the Sword Essence Third Heaven Realm, he could command the Fiery Sun Sword as easily as his own arm, so Sword Flight was naturally no problem at all!

Ye Tianling didn’t hide his identity or his movements. He wanted the Ye Clan People to know that he, Ye Tianling, had returned for vengeance, four days later!

...

「The Ye Race Estate.」

Ye Fenghan looked at the well-prepared Ye Yuemei and said kindly, "Mei’Er, Elder Xiao Qingzhu sent word that the Unparalleled Fairy, Extreme Cold Fairy Yun Zhiruo, will be here shortly to take you directly to the Cyan Moon Sword Sect. You must dedicate yourself to your Cultivation. When you become the next ’Extreme Cold Fairy,’ you’ll be able to do whatever you wish regarding Ye Tianling. With your own strength and Ability, no one will be able to interfere."

Ye Yuemei’s beautiful eyes shone brighter, her confidence soaring. "Father, I will definitely succeed! I just wonder... how has Brother Tianling been these past few days?"

A complex emotion flickered in Ye Fenghan’s eyes before he smiled. "He’s gone into hiding. After all, with Jin Zhifu and Ye Tianfan offering a bounty for his head, he’s certainly not foolish enough to wander around out in the open."

Just as Ye Fenghan finished speaking, a voice like a clap of thunder roared out.

"Ye Wannian, Ye Liyuan, Ye Liyu, Ye Lixin, you old dogs! Come out and die!"

The voice was like thunder, booming without end.

It was so loud that it could likely be heard across all of Qingyang Town.

And it was, unmistakably, Ye Tianling’s voice.

The expression on Ye Fenghan’s face froze. ’For a moment, he felt as if he’d just been slapped across the face—he had just finished saying that Ye Tianling was in hiding, and the very next second, Ye Tianling had showed up to openly challenge them at their own doorstep?’

’Has he gone mad?’

’This little whelp... how can he be so reckless, so utterly suicidal?’

’Even if he has Talent, even if he burns that Talent to its absolute limit, can he really be a match for a peerless genius like Ye Tianfan?’

"Father..."

Ye Yuemei was overjoyed for a moment, but then a realization seemed to strike her, and her pretty face turned pale.

"Let’s go take a look. Honestly... this little sweetheart of yours is completely lawless. He really needs to be knocked down a peg. He’s hopelessly naive!"

Ye Fenghan was utterly speechless. ’If Ye Tianling were his son,’ he thought, ’he’d probably be coughing up blood from sheer anger!’