Fantasy: I Can Control the Script of My Life

"Elder Liao, you are too weak."

His voice was light and floating, tinged with a hint of disdain.

Lin Yun was not joking. With his current strength, he truly did not need to worry about any threat Liao Changping could possibly pose. If Liao Changping were still at his peak, Lin Yun might have needed to be wary. But this man had long since suffered from cultivation deviation in his obsessive pursuit of power. Especially in a situation like this, with his mind impetuous and his temper irritable, he was completely unable to control the power within his own body.

A man like that had already defeated himself. What more did Lin Yun need to do?

At first, Liao Changping paid him no mind. But the moment his sword descended, it was repelled. He was dumbfounded, because he hadn't seen anything at all. He had only seen Lin Yun give a casual, understated flick of his wrist.

He stared at Lin Yun's right hand. There was nothing there. The only explanation was that Lin Yun had just used the Form-and-Intent Sword.

Even among sword cultivators, there were different levels of mastery. An ordinary sword cultivator needed a treasured sword as a vessel to release their sword Qi. But Lin Yun's attainments in the Way of the Sword had long since transcended that point. He could unleash his power without even needing a physical sword.

Watching Liao Changping stumble backward, clearly having been thwarted, the onlookers all wore expressions of shock. They had heard many stories about Lin Yun and knew he was strong, but this was simply too terrifying.

"I say, do you all feel like something is off?"

"How on earth did Lin Yun do that?"

To have increased his strength so much in such a short time… other than resorting to crooked and heretical paths, they couldn't think of any normal way it could be done.

Liao Changping, having suffered a setback, not only refused to retreat but instead pressed forward to meet the challenge. "You brat, I never thought you'd have changed so much. It truly was a mistake not to have killed you that day."

He swung his sword and charged forward again. At the same time, a blood-red ghost face materialized behind him.

Lin Yun took it all in, then simply pointed with two fingers joined together. A stream of sword Qi shot out between them like a bullet, instantly striking the ghost face behind Liao Changping. The savage visage let out a shrill scream, then dissipated into a wisp of black smoke.

Liao Changping's face went pale.

Lin Yun seized the opportunity. Executing his movement technique, he instantly appeared beside him.

"You want to kill me? Are you even qualified?" he sneered. "I am still waiting to settle the score for Elder Li Hong's death!"

Liao Changping's eyes widened. So fast. The boy's sword is fast. His movement technique is even faster.

He had no time to react. Lin Yun's sword had already pierced his abdomen. Then, the sword Qi exploded from within.

Dark, blackish blood trickled from the corner of Liao Changping's mouth. His face was a mask of bitter unwillingness, but at this point, it was all futile.

Watching Liao Changping's body slump lifelessly to the ground, Lin Yun felt the knot of frustration in his chest loosen a little.

If any of the other disciples had harbored thoughts of stopping Lin Yun before, then Liao Changping's death served as a stark warning. An ordinary disciple could not stop Lin Yun at all. With his current strength, dealing with a Spirit Cauldron Realm expert was not a problem. He was even qualified to challenge a Myriad Law Realm elder. If the sect truly wanted to suppress him with overwhelming force, it would likely take a legendary expert to do it.

The surrounding disciples pointed and whispered, all of them stunned by Lin Yun's immense power. Faced with such an opponent, how could the current Flowing Cloud Sect possibly respond?

"That is a sword cultivator."

"Exactly! What was that Xiao Pingtian before?"

"Lin Yun is only at the third stage of the Sky-Soaring Realm, and he can already instantly kill Liao Changping. Tsk tsk… if his strength increases any further…"

The more they spoke, the more terrified they became. They didn't dare to think any deeper on the matter.

Lin Yun stood with his sword in his right hand, fresh blood dripping from its tip onto the ground. He seemed not to notice. Then, he began to slowly walk towards the high platform.

At the same time, news that the mountain gate had been breached spread like wildfire through the entire Flowing Cloud Sect. A long, melodious bell toll echoed out. Every peak and every branch of the sect received the news.

Lin Yun had truly come to attack their gate.

Simultaneously, on Qingxia Peak, Hong Xiu shot to her feet in a fury.

"Insolent fool!" With an enraged palm strike, the bluestone table before her instantly turned to fine powder.

"How dare he? How dare he? At the very least, he was once a disciple of our Flowing Cloud Sect! No matter what misunderstandings there were before, he should not have taken the initiative to attack our gate! What is he doing? Is he trying to settle accounts with us?" Hong Xiu's entire body was trembling with rage.

Shangguan Wan, however, remained calm. Qin Xiyan, on the other hand, was frowning, lost in thought.

"Ancestor, the most pressing matter now is to mediate. If this fight continues, it will only become more troublesome. I do not believe the Beast Taming Sect will simply watch as their disciple is bullied." Shangguan Wan's tone was firm as she spoke.

But Hong Xiu just sneered. "Since this boy is so ignorant and ungrateful, then this time, I will teach him how to be a proper person!"

Hong Xiu stood up, having decided to go down the mountain and see for herself. She wanted to see just what this boy thought he was doing.

Shangguan Wan frowned. This was not good news. An expert of Hong Xiu's level would not normally act so easily. But if she were to intervene this time, it would mean the Beast Taming Sect could no longer sit by and watch.

"Ancestor, if you make a move, it may cause some trouble. The Beast Taming Sect…"

It was true that the Flowing Cloud Sect was currently stronger, but one mustn't forget that the Beast Taming Sect was once even more formidable. Shangguan Wan said this to urge Hong Xiu to take the matter seriously and not act rashly.

To her dismay, Hong Xiu was even more arrogant than she had imagined.

"A mere Beast Taming Sect? They have already fallen so far. What do you still expect from them? If those cowards truly have the guts to come knocking, then let them try!"

After saying this, Hong Xiu stormed down the mountain in a huff.

Shangguan Wan sighed. She did not follow, instead turning towards her own residence.

"Senior Sister, you're…" Qin Xiyan looked at Shangguan Wan with curiosity and surprise.

Shangguan Wan just smiled and shook her head. "It's nothing. I just feel that there's no point in staying in this Flowing Cloud Sect anymore. So, I'm preparing to leave the mountain for a walk."

Hearing this answer, Qin Xiyan's eyes widened. "Senior Sister, aren't you going to stop her?"

Shangguan Wan just smiled without speaking.

Stop her? What a joke. She refused to believe that clever little rascal Lin Yun had come here on a whim. Since he dared to come, he certainly had a trick or two up his sleeve. Liao Changping was dead. That was a very good sign. She just wondered who would be next.

Shangguan Wan was tired. From her initial dislike of Lin Yun to her later change of opinion, she knew she had been right.

Lin Yun was kind-hearted. Everything he was doing now… he had been forced into it.