TFOD Chapter 108

Jin Ling sat up abruptly, exclaiming, “Uncle!”

Jiang Cheng’s gaze swept over him, coldly stating, “Now you know to call me! Why were you running away before!”

Having said that, he shifted his gaze, intentionally or unintentionally glancing towards Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji. Before their gazes could meet, Su She, using his sword, Nanping, as support, forced himself up and lunged towards Jiang Cheng. Before Jiang Cheng could make a move, several barks echoed, and Fairy, like a flying fish, soared in from outside the temple, directly attacking Su She. As soon as Wei Wuxian heard the dog’s bark, his hair stood on end, and he shrank into Lan Wangji’s arms, his soul scattering as he cried, “Lan Zhan!”

Lan Wangji had already consciously embraced him, responding, “Mn! I’m here!”

Without looking, merely listening to the sound, Jiang Cheng’s facial muscles and lips twitched, originally seeming as if he wanted to look over there, he now completely controlled his neck. Just then, several monks and cultivators rushed out from the back of the hall, swords in hand, attacking them. Jiang Cheng sneered, and with a wave of his right hand, he unleashed a dazzling purple arc within the Guanyin Temple. Those who were touched by this purple arc were sent flying, while the oil-paper umbrella remained firmly in his left hand. Once everyone in the hall was scattered and convulsing as if electrified, Jiang Cheng finally closed the umbrella. Su She, on the other hand, was being relentlessly attacked by the black-maned spirit dog, bellowing in anger, while Jin Ling shouted from the side, “Fairy! Be careful! Fairy, bite him! Bite his hand!”

Lan Xichen yelled, “Sect Leader Jiang, watch out for the zither sounds!”

Before his voice faded, a few clear zither notes came from the back of Guanyin Temple. However, Jiang Cheng had already suffered once from this demonic melody at the Burial Mounds, so he was naturally extremely alert. As soon as the sound of the string echoed, he kicked the ground, using his toe to pick up a fallen cultivator’s long sword. He threw aside the umbrella, gripped the sword with his left hand, and pulled out Sandu from his waist with his right, holding a sword in each hand, and violently slammed them together.

The two swords grated against each other, producing an extremely sharp and ear-piercing noise, drowning out Jin Guangyao’s zither music.

A very effective method of breaking it! However, there was one flaw—the sound was truly too awful!

It was so awful that it felt as if the ears were immediately about to be pierced by the terrible noise. For people like Lan Xichen and Lan Wangji who came from Gusu Lan Sect, it was even more unbearable. Both of them slightly frowned. But Lan Wangji was dutifully holding Wei Wuxian, unable to cover his own ears, so Wei Wuxian, while trembling from the dog’s barking, reached out and covered his ears for him.

Jiang Cheng, with a hardened face, held a sword in each hand, creating this hideous noise that ruined the scenery, while advancing towards the back of the hall. But before he could kill his way there, Jin Guangyao came out on his own, covering his ears as he walked, saying, “Sect Leader Jiang, I concede defeat to the destructive power of that move of yours.”

Jiang Cheng sent Zi Dian flying, Jin Guangyao dodged, and said, “Sect Leader Jiang! How did you get here?”

Jiang Cheng did not say much to him. Jin Guangyao’s spiritual power was not as strong as his, so he did not dare to face him head-on, but kept dodging nimbly while letting his subordinates surround and attack Jiang Cheng. He himself leisurely said, “Did A-Ling run around everywhere, and you followed him here? Fairy must have also led the way for you. Sigh, it’s clearly a spirit dog I gave away, yet it doesn’t give me any face at all.”

Wei Wuxian, tightly embraced by Lan Wangji, was no longer as afraid of the dog’s barking, and was even able to spare some thoughts. Looking at Jin Guangyao’s smiling expression while fighting with others and rolling his eyes, he recalled someone, and whispered, “He’s really cut from the same cloth as Xue Yang.”

Lan Wangji didn’t reply. Wei Wuxian, not hearing him answer, looked up and realized that he was still covering Lan Wangji’s ears. Lan Wangji had not heard him at all just now, no wonder he hadn’t answered, so he hurriedly let go. At this moment, Jin Guangyao suddenly changed the subject, smiling, “Sect Leader Jiang, what’s wrong with you? Since just now, your eyes have been dodging, not daring to look over there. Is there something over there?”

Jiang Cheng said, “You’re the Immortal Overseer, if you want to fight, then fight. Where did all this nonsense come from!”

Jin Guangyao continued, “Still dodging? There’s nothing over there. That’s your Shixiong. Are you really just chasing after A-Ling and ended up here?”

Jiang Cheng replied, “Otherwise?! Who else would I be looking for?!”

Lan Xichen stated, “Don’t answer him!”

Jin Guangyao was good at flowery language. As long as Jiang Cheng began a conversation with him, he would be distracted by him, and unconsciously be led by his emotions. Jin Guangyao said, “Okay, Mr. Wei, did you see that? Your Shidi isn’t here for you, he doesn’t even want to glance at you.”

Wei Wuxian laughed, “That’s weird, isn’t Sect Leader Jiang’s attitude towards me always like this? Do I need you here to remind me?”

Hearing this, the corners of Jiang Cheng’s lips twitched slightly, and the veins on the back of his hand holding Zi Dian bulged. Jin Guangyao then turned towards him, sighing, “Sect Leader Jiang, you see, being your Shixiong is really not easy.”

Seeing Jin Guangyao constantly trying to draw the conversation towards him, Wei Wuxian became alert. Jiang Cheng retorted, “Sect Leader Jin, isn’t being your sworn brother even harder!”

Jin Guangyao completely ignored whether Jiang Cheng was listening or not, and continued, “Sect Leader Jiang, I heard that yesterday you made a scene at Lotus Pier for no reason, running around with the sword that the Yi Ling Patriarch used before, and asking everyone to try and draw it.”

Jiang Cheng’s expression instantly became terrifying.

Wei Wuxian suddenly sat up from Lan Wangji’s embrace. His heartbeat also paused, a voice in his head saying, “My sword? Are they talking about Suibian? Didn’t I throw Suibian to Wen Ning? No, that’s right, I haven’t seen him with it since yesterday… How did it end up in Jiang Cheng’s hands?! Why did Jiang Cheng ask others to try and draw it?! Did he try to draw it himself?”

Just as he was in a state of intense focus, Lan Wangji reached out and stroked his back twice, and Wei Wuxian calmed down a bit. Seeing Jiang Cheng suddenly fall silent, Jin Guangyao’s eyes shone brightly, and he said, “I also heard that nobody could draw that sword, but you drew it out yourself. It’s really strange, when I collected that sword thirteen years ago, it was already sealed. Except for the Yi Ling Patriarch himself, no one else could draw it…”

Jiang Cheng summoned Zi Dian and Sandu together, angrily stating, “Shut your mouth!”

Jin Guangyao continued to smile and said, “And then I remembered, back then, Young Master Wei was really unrestrained and arrogant. He never brought his sword with him, and always had different excuses. I’ve always found that very strange, what do you think?”

Jiang Cheng roared, “What exactly are you trying to say?!”

Jin Guangyao raised his voice and said, “Sect Leader Jiang, you’re truly amazing, the youngest sect leader, single-handedly rebuilding the Yunmeng Jiang Sect. I admire you greatly. But I remember that you never could outdo Mr. Wei in anything before, may I ask how you managed to make a comeback after the Sunshot Campaign? Did you perhaps eat some golden elixir?”

He said the words “golden core” with extreme clarity and sharpness. Jiang Cheng’s features almost seemed displaced, and Zi Dian emitted a dangerous white light. His mind was in chaos, and a flaw appeared in his movements.

Jin Guangyao was waiting for this moment. He flicked a zither string that he had been hiding. Jiang Cheng immediately recovered and tried to intercept it, Zi Dian and the zither string entangled. Jin Guangyao felt a numbness in his hand, and immediately withdrew it. However, he then chuckled and with his left hand, sent out another zither string, attacking Wei Wuxian!

Jiang Cheng’s pupils shrank to a pinpoint, and he violently turned Zi Dian to intercept the zither string. Jin Ling lost his voice and exclaimed, “Uncle, be careful!”

Jin Guangyao used the opportunity to pull out the sword that was always around his waist, and stabbed it towards Jiang Cheng’s heart!

Jiang Cheng’s face paled as he clutched at his chest. Blood gushed out between his fingers, quickly soaking his chest area in a purplish-black color. After intercepting the zither string, Zi Dian instantly turned back into that silver ring, returning to his hand. When its master loses too much blood or is seriously injured, spirit tools will instinctively revert to their most power-conserving form. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jin Guangyao rushed forward, sealing his spiritual veins with a few moves. From his sleeve he took out a handkerchief to wipe his soft sword, and wrapped it back around his waist.

Jin Ling had already rushed forward to support Jiang Cheng, Lan Xichen sighed, “Don’t move, help him slowly sit down.”