Lin Jichen felt like he was being scrutinized as if he were a criminal, especially by Nangong Wu, whose gaze was practically murderous.
It was the sa look that old Tianyuan had given him the first ti they t.
Feeling unnerved by their stares, Lin Jichen quickly let go of Nangong Yue.
Nangong Yue also noticed her father and grandfather's arrival and blushed as she stepped away from Lin Jichen.
"Grandfather, Father, why are you here..."
Tianyuan teased gleefully, "If I hadn't co, your father's precious daughter would have flown away with another man."
Tianyuan felt quite pleased; with his son keeping an eye on things, he didn't have to worry so much.
Nangong Yue, extrely embarrassed, retorted, "Grandfather, you're talking nonsense again."
At this mont, Nangong Wu walked over, his gaze fixed on Lin Jichen.
Nangong Wu was tall and imposing, dressed in a wide-sleeved black robe. His aura was as deep and vast as an ocean, and just standing there, he exuded a dragon-like majesty.
Fearing her father might harm Lin Jichen, Nangong Yue quickly stood in front of him and said, "Father, you can't scare my junior brother."
Nangong Wu retorted disapprovingly, "Don't you know this brat is taking advantage of you?"
Nangong Yue's face turned beet red as she stamred, "No... I hugged him first..."
Nangong Wu was speechless.
What was this feeling? A feeling of utter frustration.
"Then I definitely need to have a good talk with this brat. You go help your grandfather in the Spirit Beast Garden first; I'll talk to him."
With that, Nangong Wu grabbed Lin Jichen by the shoulder and, like picking up a chick, dragged him outside.
Nangong Yue, anxious, wanted to stop him, but Lin Jichen reassured her, "It's okay, senior sister. Elder Nangong just wants to talk. You go ahead."
Lin Jichen knew that if he didn't settle things with these two today, he wouldn't get close to Nangong Yue, let alone discuss the cooperation with the Spirit Beast Garden.
Hearing this, Nangong Yue could only stop trying to persuade them, her eyes filled with worry, hoping Lin Jichen would be alright.
Nangong Wu took Lin Jichen to their family's courtyard. As soon as they entered, before Lin Jichen could react, a fist ca flying at him.
Lin Jichen instinctively dodged to the side.
"Elder Nangong, what are you doing???"
Nangong Wu sneered, "I haven't tested the Sect Master's disciple's cultivation yet. Let's spar a bit. I'll only use half my strength. If you can last a cup of tea's ti without begging for rcy, then we'll talk about other things."
Lin Jichen was speechless. This guy wasn't testing him; he was clearly using this as an excuse to settle personal scores!
"Elder Nangong, this isn't quite appropriate. My master should be the one testing , not you."
"Hmph, stop talking nonsense. The Sect Master is in seclusion. Don't think I don't know. Today, you can't escape."
With that, Nangong Wu turned into a blur, rushing towards Lin Jichen!
Knowing he had no choice, Lin Jichen braced himself to face the challenge.
Nangong Wu casually struck out with a palm. Lin Jichen felt he could dodge it, but he couldn't.
It was as if this ordinary palm strike had so mysterious power, locking onto him.
"Wind Thunder Sword!"
Lin Jichen had no choice but to use this move to counter.
Nangong Wu was surprised, letting out a small "hmm" as he faced Lin Jichen's sudden counterattack.
Calmly, he flicked his sleeve and snapped his fingers. The Dark Night Sword humd, and Lin Jichen was forced back several ters.
"This isn't a Sword Sect move. Not bad, not bad. Looks like you've gained quite a bit outside. Show more," Nangong Wu said, intrigued.
Lin Jichen gritted his teeth, feeling helpless.
Nangong Wu's aura clearly indicated he had reached the Divine Transformation Realm.
A Divine Transformation Realm cultivator dealing with a Crystal Formation Realm junior—how shaless.
Knowing he had no chance, even if Nangong Wu only used half his strength, Lin Jichen still had to fight.
If he didn't, Nangong Wu would look down on him even more.
Determined, Lin Jichen's eyes sharpened, like a leopard ready to hunt.
"Then let Elder Nangong have a laugh!"
With that, Lin Jichen charged, his sword turning into starlight, attacking Nangong Wu.
But Lin Jichen's seriousness and full effort yielded no good results.
After a cup of tea's ti, he lay on the ground, bruised and swollen, drenched in sweat.
Nangong Wu, on the other hand, was relaxed and at ease, never even drawing his sword.
"Though your realm is still low, your swordsmanship is quite good. So moves are impressive. Your talent is extraordinary, a rare find for the Sword Sect in a hundred years. The Sect Master was right to take you as a disciple."
Nangong Wu's evaluation was an acknowledgnt of Lin Jichen's talent.
In fact, he had seen Lin Jichen's potential during the Sword Discussion Platform event.
Lin Jichen's talent far surpassed that of his new disciple, Chen Yuan.
In just over a month, Lin Jichen had advanced from the Qi Refining Realm to the Crystal Formation Realm.
His strength had skyrocketed.
He was certain that even Chen Yuan, who was in the later stage of the Crystal Formation Realm, would stand no chance against Lin Jichen.
Hearing Nangong Wu's praise, Lin Jichen felt no joy.
He had been beaten too badly. Nangong Wu had clearly used the excuse of testing his strength to vent his anger.
Struggling to his feet, Lin Jichen pursed his lips, sheathed his sword, picked his nose, and looked defiant.
"Elder Nangong, bullying the weak. I'll report today's test to my master when he cos out of seclusion. Maybe then, my master will test your cultivation too."
Damn!
Nangong Wu's smug expression froze.
This brat... so petty! He wants revenge for this?
"Brat, are you threatening ?" Nangong Wu asked, his gaze unfriendly.
Lin Jichen stretched his neck proudly, "If Elder Nangong says so, then yes. If you want to add a cri, you can always find a reason."
"You... you brat, don't scare . The Sect Master won't revolve around you!" Nangong Wu retorted stubbornly.
Lin Jichen shrugged, "We'll see then."
Nangong Wu couldn't hold back his anger, "Brat, you took advantage of my daughter. So what if I hit you? I didn't harm your foundation. It's just a bit of flesh pain. Do you really need to report this to the Sect Master?"
Nangong Wu was panicking.
He rembered that not long ago, Leng Feiyan had gone to Tianyin Temple because Lin Jichen had been bullied by the Buddhist Sect. She had challenged the entire sect and even injured the abbot.
If Lin Jichen really had Leng Feiyan co to test him, it was possible. He regretted hitting the brat so hard (covering his face).
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