"What're you laughing at?"
Feng Ping frowned and had a face full of displeasure.
"Elder Feng Ping, I'm only laughing …. Some people just like to distort the truth, and wish for nothing more than for you to kill me before I can explain myself."
Duan Lingtian's face revealed a brilliant smile as he spoke with a hidden meaning behind his words.
"Kid, you're courting death!"
How could Zhao Lei not know that Duan Lingtian was talking about him when he heard what Duan Lingtian said, and he instantly flew into a rage.
But, although he was furious, he didn't dare make a move.
He'd experienced Duan Lingtian's strength. Although he didn't know exactly what level Duan Lingtian was at, since Duan Lingtian was able to defeat him so easily, Duan Lingtian was surely an existence at the fourth level of the Nascent Soul Stage or above.
"Who the hell are you?"
Feng Ping realized that the matter had slightly exceeded his expectations.
He was extremely clear of Zhao Lei's character.
Logically speaking, just what this young man said earlier was sufficient to make Zhao Lei unable to restrain himself and directly attack ….
But now.
Although Zhao Lei was furious, he didn't make any move.
Not only that, he also inadvertently discovered that when Zhao Lei looked at this young man, his eyes actually revealed a bit of fear.
"Elder Feng Ping, this attire of mine is sufficient to prove my identity."
Duan Lingtian lightly smiled, and his smile lightly brushed, causing others to feel as if they were bathed in a spring breeze.
"Besides this, what proof do you have?"
Feng Ping asked in a low voice.
"Originally, I had a letter that the Sect Leader asked me to pass to Elder Feng Ping …. But unfortunately, it was torn to shreds by him outside the city."
As Duan Lingtian spoke up to here, he glanced deeply at Zhao Lei who stood at the side.
Feng Ping's face slightly went grim when he heard this, and he looked at Zhao Lei. "Zhao Lei, is what he said true?"
"Elder Feng Ping, this person harbors ill intentions, that letter is surely forged!"
Zhao Lei looked at Duan Lingtian, and his eyes emitted a vicious sheen, as if transforming into a bloodthirsty fierce beast that would pounce over and tear Duan Lingtian into pieces at any moment.
"Forged?"
Feng Ping's face sank, and he shouted in a low voice. "How do you know it's forged? What if it was true? I'm sure I can recognize the Sect Leader's handwriting … Now that you've destroyed the letter, if he really was sent by the Sect Leader, how do you expect me to explain this to the Sect Leader? "
"Elder Feng Ping, this person is definitely a disguise... Don't listen to his nonsense, just kill him!"
Zhao Lei made a final effort, wanting to borrow Feng Ping's hand to get rid of Duan Lingtian.
However, how could Francis Ping be so easily fooled?
"Do you have anything else to prove your identity?"
Francis Ping gazed at Duan Lingtian, as his expression softened slightly, as he inquired.
"Other things?"
Duan Lingtian fell into deep thought.
In the end, Duan Lingtian said, "Elder Feng Ping, I wonder if my understanding of the terrain of the various great sword peaks of the Seven Star Sword Sect and my familiarity with some people of the Seven Star Sword Sect can prove my identity?"
"Hmph!"
Francis Ping hadn't spoken when Zhao Lei had already spoken out in disdain. "Kid, the things you speak of are utterly insufficient to prove that you're a Seven Star Sword Sect disciple … You can casually find a Seven Star Sword Sect disciple and ask them clearly about these things!"
Duan Lingtian's face sank.
This Zhao Lei is really like a ghost that won't go away!
"Do you have any other proof?"
Francis Ping looked at Duan Lingtian and asked.
Obviously, he agreed with what Zhao Lei said earlier.
"Yes!"
Duan Lingtian nodded in reply, and his tone was resolute and decisive.
This scene caused Zhao Lei's face to sink, and his heart was in a mess. "Could it be that this fellow can really prove that he's an inner court disciple of our Seven Star Sword Sect?"
Because of the conflict between him and Duan Lingtian, Zhao Lei didn't hope that Duan Lingtian could prove his identity as a Seven Star Sword Sect inner court disciple.
Otherwise, if he wanted to take revenge in the future, it would be harder than ascending to the heavens!
"What proof?"
Francis Ping's gaze shone.
As for Zhao Lei, he now had an expression of fear as he looked at Duan Lingtian.
"The proof is …"
As Duan Lingtian spoke up to here, he paused for a moment.
After successfully whetting the appetite of the people present, his gaze descended onto Zhao Lei and he said bluntly, "I'm stronger than him!"
I'm stronger than him!
Duan Lingtian said this short sentence extremely straightforwardly, without the slightest hesitation.
Instantly, Zhao Lei's face became unsightly, and rage arose within his heart.
As far as he was concerned.
This Duan Ling Tian obviously had the intention of belittling him by mentioning a sore spot …
As for Francis Ping, he was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Zhao Lei and noticed that although Zhao Lei's expression was unsightly, he had no way to refute it.
He realized that what this young man said was very likely to be true.
"You're stronger than Zhao Lei? Then your cultivation … "
Francis Ping looked at Duan Lingtian, and his face contained slight astonishment mixed within.
Whoosh!
Duan Lingtian's Origin Energy pulsated and raged as it suffused the surface of his body, seeming to have transformed into a milky white light barrier that enveloped his entire body within …
Duan Lingtian knew clearly.
At this moment, even if he spoke extravagantly, it wasn't as persuasive as the facts.
Whoosh!
Instantly, 600 lifelike ancient mammoth silhouettes condensed into form in the sky above Duan Lingtian, accumulating strength and waiting to be deployed.
"Fourth level of the Nascent Soul Stage!"
The pupils of the young man from the Ancient River Trading Company's branch that brought Duan Lingtian in constricted and he had an astonished expression.
It was difficult for him to imagine.
This young man that looked to be around the age of 22 was actually a fourth level Nascent Soul Stage martial artist!
Such natural talent caused one to be shocked.
He wasn't the only one that was shocked.
"He's really at the fourth level of the Nascent Soul Stage!"
Even though Zhao Lei had guessed earlier, but when he really witnessed it with his own two eyes, his expression became even more unsightly.
"How old are you this year?"
Feng Ping was shocked by Duan Lingtian's cultivation to the point he was dumbstruck, and after a long time, he stared at Duan Lingtian with a burning gaze as he asked.
"22."
Duan Lingtian spoke indifferently with a carefree expression.
It was as if everything that happened earlier was nothing to him.
"22 years old, fourth level Nascent Soul Stage … Hiss!"
Francis Ping sucked in a breath of cold air.
Such natural talent was sufficient to surpass any one of the five most outstanding young masters in the younger generation of the Azure Forest Imperial Kingdom!
"You're really an inner court disciple of our Seven Star Sword Sect?"
Feng Ping stared at Duan Lingtian with a burning gaze, and he had an expression of anticipation.
"Yes."
Duan Lingtian nodded.
"When did you join the sect?"
Feng Ping asked.
"I joined the sect for less than three years."
Duan Lingtian spoke slowly.
"Less than three years …"
Feng Ping nodded. "Then it ought to be correct. We haven't contacted the sect during these three years. "
"Elder Feng Ping!"
Zhao Lei frowned. "This person's origins are unknown, and there's no way to prove that he's a Seven Star Sword Sect inner court disciple … You can't just believe his nonsense like this!"
"Zhao Lei."
Feng Ping glanced indifferently at Zhao Lei and slowly said, "I don't care what deep enmity you have with him … Do you think I'm brainless and don't know how to distinguish truth from lies by saying this? Would a figure whose natural talent in the Martial Dao surpass the five great young masters be bored to the point of pretending to be an inner court disciple of our Seven Star Sword Sect? "
Zhao Lei's face sank.
"What's so exciting?"
Right at this moment, a voice that was like muffled thunder sounded out.
A robust middle aged man with large shoulders and a round waist walked out from within and slowly walked over.
Zhao Lei seemed as if he'd seen his savior when he saw this middle aged man, and his gaze abruptly lit up as he said in pleasant surprise, "Father!"
Duan Lingtian's gaze now descended onto the person that had arrived as well.
The way Zhao Lei addressed the person that had arrived caused Duan Lingtian to be unable to refrain from frowning.
At the instant the person appeared, his Spiritual Force detected the cultivation of the person at the first possible moment, and just like Feng Ping, he was a third level Void Prying Stage martial artist as well.
"Zhao Lei … Zhao … Could it be that he's Elder Zhao Yu?"
The depths of Duan Lingtian's eyes imperceptibly revealed a trace of fear.
Zhao Yu was similar to Feng Ping, they were both External Affairs Elders of the Seven Star Sword Sect, and they were usually in the Ancient City of Everlast guarding the Ancient River Trading Company's branch.
"This is Elder Zhao Yu."
Meanwhile, Feng Ping introduced the person to Duan Lingtian, and at the same time, he seemed to have thought of something and was stunned. "I still don't know your name?"
"Duan Lingtian."
At the same time that Duan Lingtian introduced himself, he looked at Zhao Yu and nodded indifferently. "Elder Zhao Yu."
Originally, Zhao Yu had a calm expression that was like an ancient well without ripples.
After a short moment, his expression slightly sank imperceptibly, and it was noticed by Duan Lingtian.
Duan Lingtian knew clearly in his heart that it was probably Zhao Lei who sent a voice transmission to Zhao Yu and spoke of the conflict between him and Duan Lingtian earlier …
As Zhao Lei's father, Zhao Yu naturally wouldn't be willing to allow his son to suffer such humiliation.
"Duan Lingtian?"
Zhao Yu looked at Duan Lingtian with a calm expression, but the depths of his gaze seemed to contain slight rage mixed within. "My son has already told me about you via voice transmission … You have no way to prove that you're an inner court disciple of my Seven Star Sword Sect?"
Duan Lingtian frowned. "Elder Zhao Yu, Elder Feng Ping has already confirmed my identity, I wonder what you mean by this?"
"Feng Ping!"
Zhao Yu looked at Feng Ping. "You think it's impossible for him to pretend to be an inner court disciple of my Seven Star Sword Sect just based on his natural talent in the Martial Dao that is extraordinary? Aren't you slightly rash in doing this? Perhaps, he really has some ulterior motives? "
Feng Ping's expression froze when he heard Zhao Yu.
According to his understanding of Zhao Yu, Zhao Yu was absolutely not someone that would cause trouble without reason.
When he thought of the conflict between Duan Lingtian and Zhao Lei, he vaguely guessed something.
"Elder Zhao Yu, you're right."
Feng Ping nodded. "How about this, let him stay for now … The two of us will find someone to ride on a Nascent Soul Stage flying beast and return to the Seven Star Sword Sect to ask the Sect Leader about the sequence of events. How about it?"
Zhao Yu nodded indifferently towards this and had no objections.
"Duan Lingtian, follow me."
Feng Ping called out to Duan Lingtian and brought him into an inner court within the large courtyard of the Ancient River Trading Company's branch.
There were many empty small courtyards within the inner court.
"You'll stay in this courtyard in the future."
Feng Ping brought Duan Lingtian into an empty small courtyard.
Within the small courtyard, the flowers and plants were verdant, and the environment was extremely good.
"The small courtyard I stay in is beside it. In the future, if you need anything, just let me know. "
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