Feeling the sharpness of the sword on his throat and the scarlet-gold lightning flashing on the blade, Lei Qian's forehead broke out in cold sweat. His throat moved as he swallowed.
The strength that Lin Qian had displayed was completely beyond his imagination.
A casual slash had shattered the Galloping Thunder Slash that he was so proud of.
The opponent's black elemental longsword was also ridiculously sharp. With just two slashes, his elemental weapon had been completely destroyed.
The threat of death loomed over Lei Qian's head. He had never been so close to death before.
This was a life-and-death duel. Even if Lin Qian slit his throat with a slash, it would be justifiable.
At this moment, Lei Qian was cursing his disappointing younger brother, Lei Kun. What kind of monster had he provoked?
All this time, the inner disciples' understanding of Lin Qian was limited to rumors.
The Myriad Manifestation Sect's inner disciples all thought that a strong physique, dense soul power, and being able to fight a Nirvana Realm bare-handed were all exaggerated claims.
But now, he had personally experienced what it meant to have a strong physique. He had never thought that he would be able to break the Thunder Shield with his body.
Dense soul power? This wasn't just dense. Lei Qian had never heard of a soul cultivator awakening an attribute in their soul power at the Form Yuan Realm.
An elemental weapon?
Bullshit. The sword in Lin Qian's hand that could take his life at any time was the opponent's elemental weapon.
Lei Qian regretted coming to a life-and-death duel with Lin Qian now.
At the same time, a huge sense of defeat rose in his heart. He had broken through to the Nirvana Realm after eight cycles of Nirvana and was at the peak of the ninth level.
But now, the Form Yuan Realm Lin Qian was holding his neck. His life was in the opponent's hands.
"Lin Qian!" At this moment, Lei Heng on the arbitration platform could no longer sit still. He hurriedly stood up. "Don't attack!"
"Ah?" Lin Qian tilted his head and looked at Lei Heng. "Grand elder Lei, why don't I attack? Back then, Martial Uncle looked for you and said that he wanted to cancel the deathmatch. Weren't you the one who insisted on continuing? Why do you want me to stop now? "
At this point, Lin Qian tightened his grip on the Thundernight Sword and pierced the skin of Lei Gan's throat, causing a few drops of blood to ooze out.
"No!" Lei Heng hurriedly waved his hand, completely losing his usual composure. "Lin Qian, let Lei Qian go. I will agree to any condition. I beg you!"
One must know that Lei Qian could not be compared to Lei Kun. Although they were both his grandsons, the difference in talent between them was like the difference between heaven and earth.
Even though Lei Qian looked like he couldn't withstand a single blow from Lin Qian, that wasn't because he was weak.
On the other hand, Lei Qian, who was ranked tenth in the Myriad Phenomenon Sect's inner disciples and had some fame in the Linhai Province, wasn't weak among those at the same cultivation level.
However, no one knew that Lin Qian, who was only at the Form Origin Stage, was a monster that could not be measured by common sense.
It was true that Lin Qian, who ran around with an empire that ruled an entire planet, was not a normal person.
"Is that so? Beg me …" Lin Qian nodded silently. His eyes focused as he stared at Lei Heng. "What if my condition is for you to die?"
Lei Heng's expression froze. After struggling for a moment, he nodded at Lin Qian. "I agree!"
"No, Grandpa!" Lei Qian's expression changed when he heard Lei Heng agree. He hurriedly shouted.
"It looks like you really spoil your grandson. Because of this, the Myriad Phenomenon Sect's Thunder King, Lei Heng, produced a scum like Lei Kun." Lin Qian snorted coldly and looked at Lei Qian. "I don't need you to die, but I want you to agree to three conditions. Lei Qian, agree to one condition!"
Lei Heng was a little surprised. He opened his mouth and finally nodded. "Okay, no problem. Speak!"
"First, control your grandson's behavior. If I find out that he acts recklessly again, I will kill him!"
"Second, find a way to cure that girl's injuries and take care of her life."
"Third, I want Lei Qian's spot in the Middle Ruins!"
After Lei Heng heard this, he was slightly surprised. He had thought that Lin Qian would demand an exorbitant price and demand soul crystals and all sorts of natural treasures.
Who would have thought that it would be such a request?
However, the spot in the Middle Ruins was also a huge loss.
It was a grand event for the Nirvana Realm disciples of the Three Sects and Five Groups. Lei Qian would definitely break through after the Middle Ruins' trial.
However, compared to the life of his grandson, Lei Qian, what was a slot to enter the Middle Ages Ruins?
"Alright, this old man agrees to it." Lei Qian nodded and looked at Qin Wushuang. "Since the Sect Leader is here, the Sect Leader always leads the team in the Middle Ruins."
Lin Qian nodded and looked at Lei Qian. "As for my condition, you have to kneel to your grandfather until the end of the Life and Death Duel."
With that, Lin Qian put down the Thundernight Sword in his hand and dispersed the soul power on his body. The Origin Weapon Equipment was removed and returned to the Origin Weapon Core and its components, which were stored in the Heaven's Mark.
Lei Qian was stunned. He thought that Lin Qian would humiliate him, but in the end, he wanted him to kneel to his grandfather?
"Although the Myriad Sect's Thunder King, Lei Heng, is arrogant and takes advantage of his seniority, according to the records of the sect, your grandfather has many achievements and is considered a character. In the end, you guys relied on him to do evil and got into trouble. "
"For you, your grandfather humbled himself to a junior like me and even begged me. Shouldn't you apologize to your grandfather?"
With that, Lin Qian sat cross-legged on the ground and looked at Lei Qian while shaking his head. "Although you are strong, I think you are really useless!"
After hearing Lin Qian's words, Lei Qian felt as if he was struck by lightning. He bent his knees and knelt on the ground with a bang.
"Actually, I don't understand. Whether it's inner sect, outer sect, or nominal disciples, aren't we all disciples of the Myriad Sect?"
"Everyone lives in the same sect. It's fate. Can't we be like brothers and sisters and support each other? Just because you have some achievements, you start to bully others. "
"To be honest, what's the point of bullying your own sect mates? It's more interesting to bully outsiders like the Victorious Sky Sect and the Tyrant's Blade Sect together."
Lin Qian's mutterings contained soul power, so everyone present could hear him clearly.
Yes, why can't we be like brothers and sisters and help each other? Why must we fight among ourselves?
These words resonated with the outer sect and nominal disciples. This was because the class system from Lin Qian's previous life was first implemented among the outer sect and nominal disciples.
On the other hand, the inner sect hadn't started using this method yet.
The inner sect disciples who followed Lei Qian and those who came to observe his strength were also stunned by Lin Qian's words. Their blank eyes gradually turned thoughtful.
At this moment, the seeds of solidarity and mutual help gradually sprouted in their hearts.
"This buff soul skill of Influence is really a godly skill for talking." Lin Qian was delighted when he saw everyone's reactions.
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