"It's not because of this? Then what's the reason? "
Zhao Lin was startled, and an ominous premonition arose in his heart.
"Uncle! You have to avenge me and Brother Ke! That Duan Lingtian … That Duan Lingtian is so ruthless, so ruthless!! "
At this moment, Zhao Lei also reacted. His face was deathly pale, and even his voice was clearly trembling.
"What exactly happened?"
Zhao Ke and Zhao Lei's behavior caused the ominous premonition in Zhao Lin's heart to increase.
"Uncle!"
Zhao Lei stretched out his hand to grab Zhao Lin's hand, and brought Zhao Lin's hand to his crotch.
"You …"
Zhao Lin only felt that his hand was empty. The most important part of a man on his nephew's body was completely gone.
Instantly, his expression changed. "You … Where did that thing of yours go?"
"Uncle!"
Zhao Lei cried out in grief, and then said resentfully, "There's a page in the middle of the Muscle Tendon Changing and Marrow Cleansing Scroll, and it's marked with twenty-four conspicuous words … It clearly states that only after 'castration' can one truly be reborn! I … My cousin and I, he … "
"What?!"
Before Zhao Lei could finish speaking, Zhao Lin's expression changed, and he stretched out his hand to his son's crotch.
But when he discovered that his son's situation was the same as Zhao Lei's, his eyes were incomparably scarlet red, and almost directly glared out.
"Pu!"
In the next moment, Zhao Lin's body trembled, and he was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Duan Lingtian! I, Zhao Lin, am absolutely irreconcilable with you!! "
Zhao Lin's voice was filled with bloodthirsty coldness and hatred.
"No … No … This isn't real …"
Zhao Ke shook his head unceasingly, as if he'd gone mad. "No … This isn't real … This isn't real …"
When Zhao Lin heard his son's voice, he returned to his senses, looked at Zhao Lei, and said in a low voice, "Why didn't you tell me when you saw those words in the Muscle Tendon Changing and Marrow Cleansing Scroll?"
Zhao Lei's body trembled, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Brother Ke and I were afraid that you wouldn't let us continue cultivating the Muscle Tendon Changing and Marrow Cleansing Scroll if we told you, Uncle … But who knew that the Muscle Tendon Changing and Marrow Cleansing Scroll was actually fake? It was actually made up by that Duan Lingtian!"
As he finished speaking, Zhao Lei's eyes revealed dense hatred and killing intent.
Duan Lingtian!
It was Duan Lingtian who destroyed them!
"You all … you all … you all are so muddle-headed!"
Zhao Lin's face was deathly pale. He glanced at the dazed Zhao Ke and felt a burst of heartache.
"Father!"
Finally, Zhao Ke came to his senses and looked at Zhao Lin. "Father, I want that Duan Lingtian dead! I want him dead!! "
Zhao Ke's voice was extremely cold. He wished he could grind Duan Lingtian's bones to dust.
"Ke 'er, don't worry. Father won't let that Duan Lingtian off easy! So long as I find an opportunity, Father will surely grind his bones to dust to vent the hatred in your heart! "
Zhao Lin gnashed his teeth, and he hated Duan Lingtian to the limit.
Duan Lingtian made his son die without descendants!
This enmity was even deeper than the ocean of blood from killing one's parents.
"Find an opportunity?"
Zhao Ke shook his head ceaselessly. "No! Father, I don't want to wait … I don't want to wait! We'll tell Grandfather, we'll tell Grandfather! Grandfather is a Guardian Elder of our Seven Star Sword Sect. Killing an inner court disciple is as easy as flipping his hand! "
At this moment, Zhao Ke had practically lost all reason.
"No!"
Zhao Lin shook his head and stopped Zhao Ke.
"Why?!"
Zhao Ke had an unwilling expression. "Father, could it be that you don't want to take revenge for me?"
"Ke 'er, sober up."
Zhao Lin said in a low voice. "It was our side that was in the wrong in this matter … We'll tell your Grandfather, and for the sake of standing up for you, your Grandfather will surely make a move to kill that Duan Lingtian! But in this way, your Grandfather will become the target of everyone as well. "
"Although your Grandfather is a Guardian Elder of the Seven Star Sword Sect, he's only one of them … The other Elder Xuan's strength is above your Grandfather, and he's even more selfless! If your Grandfather kills Duan Lingtian because we were in the wrong, Elder Xuan will surely not stand by idly! "
"There's also the Sect Leader … The Sect Leader's strength isn't inferior to your Grandfather! At that time, even if your Grandfather is a Guardian Elder of the Seven Star Sword Sect, it would be difficult for him to escape punishment. Your Grandfather is the hope of our Zhao Clan, and once the matter of him using his position to avenge a private grudge is made known to everyone, there would be no place for him in the Seven Star Sword Sect. At that time, our Zhao Clan would be finished. Do you understand? "
As Zhao Lin finished speaking, his voice was incomparably cold and indifferent. "But don't worry about this matter, we'll have the chance to take revenge on Duan Lingtian sooner or later … Once that Duan Lingtian dares to leave the Seven Star Sword Sect, I'll tell this matter to your Grandfather and ask him to make a move to kill that Duan Lingtian! So long as it's done covertly and not allowed anyone to find out, then that Duan Lingtian's death would be in vain. "
"Now, don't let your Grandfather know of this matter for now. Otherwise, with his temper, he'll surely directly kill that Duan Lingtian. "
Zhao Lin's words were filled with worry.
Zhao Ke's expression eased up, and he took a deep breath. "Father, I'm sorry, I was too impulsive. But when I think of how I'm unable to … I … I hate it! Why did I believe that castration in the Muscle Meridian Rebirth Scroll would allow one to be reborn!? Why did I believe it!? "
As he finished speaking, Zhao Ke became agitated once more.
Zhao Lei stood at the side, his fists clenched tightly, his teeth clenched tightly, and his eyes emitted bloodthirsty hatred. "Duan Lingtian … Duan Lingtian …"
At this moment, no matter if it was Zhao Lei, Zhao Lin, or the father and son pair, they seemed to have completely forgotten.
All of this was something they brought upon themselves.
If it wasn't for them wanting to seize the nonexistent Muscle Meridian Rebirth Scroll in Duan Lingtian's possession, if it wasn't for them arousing killing intent towards Duan Lingtian …
Would Duan Lingtian do this?
Duan Lingtian's character had always been that if others didn't offend him, he wouldn't offend them.
If someone offended him, then he would surely return the favor 10 times, 100 times, even 1,000 times, 10,000 times!
At the side of the peak of Megrez Peak, within the stalactite cave.
Duan Lingtian sat cross-legged on the stone platform with his eyes closed as he cultivated, and his mind was completely immersed in his cultivation.
Now that he knew that Kerr and Li Fei weren't in the Seven Star Sword Sect, he'd completely withdrawn his thoughts and completely concentrated on his cultivation.
Nine Dragons War Sovereign Technique, Wind Wyrm Form!
When Duan Lingtian cultivated, strands of miraculous aura pulsated on the surface of his body, and if one listened carefully, one could even hear waves of light howling of the wind.
If a Void Prying Stage martial artist was here, the martial artist would surely be able to discern with a glance that this was the aura of Elementary Wind Force.
"Squeak squeak ~"
The little gold mouse hung upside down on the 10,000 Year Stalactite, and gnawed on the 10,000 Year Stalactite in boredom. After a short moment, she was bored and scuttled about within the stalactite cave.
Drip!
A clear sound sounded out, and a drop of milk fell onto the 10,000 Year Stalactite.
"Squeak squeak ~"
The little gold mouse's eyes shone as she looked at the drop of 10,000 Year Stalactite Milk that fell into the pool, and she vigilantly looked at the surroundings.
More precisely speaking, she glanced vigilantly at Duan Lingtian.
After she noticed that Duan Lingtian didn't show any signs of waking up, the little gold mouse transformed into a golden light that flashed out, and she instantly swallowed the drop of 10,000 Year Stalactite Milk.
After she swallowed it, she lay on the ground in satisfaction and dozed off.
For an entire two days and two nights, Duan Lingtian was completely immersed in his cultivation, and he seemed to have tossed everything in the outside world to the back of his mind.
Within his body, the Origin Energy ceaselessly flowed according to the mental cultivation method of the fourth form of the Nine Dragons War Sovereign Technique, the Wind Wyrm Form, and it seemed as if it would never know exhaustion.
The Origin Energy flashed past and fiercely charged towards the final bottleneck.
Bang!
But unfortunately, the bottleneck was only shaken to the point of trembling, and it didn't show any signs of loosening.
"Looks like wanting to break through to the seventh level of the Nascent Soul Stage before the two year agreement with Zither Young Master is indeed slightly unrealistic."
Duan Lingtian opened his eyes and a bright light flashed within.
"Big Brother Ling Tian, you've finally awoken."
Duan Lingtian had only just awoken when the little gold mouse's voice sounded out by his ears. Subsequently, his shoulder sunk, and it was the little gold mouse that had leaped onto his shoulder.
"What time is it now?"
Duan Lingtian asked the little gold mouse.
"Today is the third day since you've returned."
The little gold mouse blinked her pair of jade green eyes as she slowly spoke via voice transmission.
"The third day? Then isn't today the day of the two year agreement between me and Zither Young Master? "
Duan Lingtian's pupils constricted, then he raised his hand to grab the little gold mouse and stuff her into his sleeve.
In the next moment.
Whirlwind!
Duan Lingtian's figure flashed out, seeming to have transformed into a gale, and he left the peak of Megrez Peak in a short moment before heading down the mountain.
"It's almost noon?"
Duan Lingtian frowned as he glanced at the position of the scorching sun in the horizon.
In next to no time, Duan Lingtian arrived nearby the Megrez Peak's Trade Hall.
There wasn't a single person in the surroundings of the Trade Hall.
"They ought to have gone to the peak of Dubhe Peak."
Duan Lingtian knew clearly in his heart that today was the day of the two year agreement between him and Zither Young Master, Zi Shang, and the outer court disciples on Megrez Peak had surely gone to watch the show.
After stepping onto the chain bridge, his figure flashed out for a short moment, and Duan Lingtian's gaze squinted.
In the distance, there was a familiar figure dashing over.
"Mo Yu?"
Duan Lingtian stopped moving, then looked at the person and was slightly surprised. "Why are you here?"
"Senior Brother Duan Lingtian."
Mo Yu stopped moving and bowed respectfully to Duan Lingtian, then said, "It was Master that asked me to come look for you … That Zither Young Master, Zi Shang, has already been waiting for you for a long time."
"Let's go!"
Duan Lingtian nodded, then called out to Mo Yu to leave the chain bridge and head towards the peak of Dubhe Peak.
Peak of Dubhe Peak.
The platform outside the Dubhe Peak's Trade Hall was incomparably vast, but the dense crowd that surged about today instead caused the entire spacious platform to seem especially narrow.
Presently, no matter if it was outer court disciples or inner court disciples, a group of Seven Star Sword Sect disciples were all gathered around the life and death arena.
Tens of figures floated in the air around the life and death arena.
All of them were the Seven Star Sword Sect higher-ups.
With the Sect Leader, Linghu Jin Hong in the lead, besides the Peak Master of Alkaid Peak, practically all the Peak Masters of the other six peaks were present.
For example, the Peak Master of Mizar Peak, Zheng Fan, and the Peak Master of Phecda Peak, Ke Zhen, were shockingly present.
Besides the Peak Masters of the six peaks, there were also the outer court elders of the seven great outer court sword peaks and some Dubhe Peak inner court elders.
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