Chapter 2932: Sword Temple

“Boss, up ahead is the territory of the Sword King Dynasty.”

A few days later, Ling Xiao’s cultivation level broke through to the First Cycle of Yin-Yang Realm Thirteen Hell Layers Intermediate Stage.

He and Xiao Jin also reached the border of the Sword King Dynasty.

“Sword King Dynasty, here I come!”

Ling Xiao clenched his fist.

This will be a new beginning, but he will definitely not forget what still needs to be done.

To find Yue Fang Hua, to seek revenge on the Royal Family Clan, he must become stronger!

Continuously stronger!

“Boss, are you really planning to go to that Demon Dragon Sword Court?”

Xiao Jin suddenly asked.

“Not necessarily, my Master only suggested it. Without clear information about the Demon Dragon Sword Court, I’m not going to go easily.”

Although the Sect serves as a stepping stone for Ling Xiao to quickly enhance his power, joining isn’t absolutely necessary.

So he isn’t in a hurry to make a decision.

As they spoke, both man and beast had set foot into the border of the Sword King Dynasty.

The border town, though small, was bustling with activity.

Ling Xiao planned to take a rest here, while gathering information about the Sword King Dynasty.

After all, he is completely unfamiliar with this place.

Sitting in a teahouse, he ordered a few buns and a pot of tea, and Ling Xiao began to eat with Xiao Jin.

The energy in the food is beneficial for the improvement of cultivation level, which is important for martial artists as well.

Though it’s fine if they don’t eat, consuming such food certainly doesn’t harm.

But just as he sat down, he felt a terrifying pressure coming over him.

Suddenly, several experts appeared around him.

Though these people were dressed differently, they all had a cloak hanging behind them.

On the cloak was a large “Sword” character.

Ling Xiao found that, in terms of cultivation level, he was undoubtedly inferior among these people.

The Sword King Dynasty, indeed worthy of its name, really is stronger than places like the Chen Dynasty.

One of the top nine forces in the Western Region, that’s certainly not an exaggeration.

“Bang!”

A table was suddenly overturned, and a martial artist wearing a sword-emblazoned cloak for some reason lashed out at several others who had just arrived at this border town like Ling Xiao.

“Sir, that’s too much!”

Having their table overturned, naturally, those few individuals found it hard to accept.

Each of their cultivation levels is around the First Cycle of Yin-Yang Realm Thirteen Hell Layers Intermediate Stage.

This kind of strength definitely belongs to the top tier in places like the Chen Dynasty and Volcano Kingdom.

So there was no way they would take this lying down.

Moreover, they had numbers, and the other side only had one person, how could they be afraid?

“Too much? There’s even more to come!”

The person wearing the sword cloak suddenly struck out, piercing the throat of the one who spoke.

That person died tragically on the spot.

“Dead! Someone’s dead!”

The remaining martial artists paled with fear.

“Now you understand the might, don’t you? All martial artists of the Sword King Dynasty must register! You newcomers, regardless of where you’re from, no matter how arrogant you were before, here you are all fledglings! Anyone who dares to cause trouble will end up like him!”

The killer was extremely cold and arrogant, pointing at the slain martial artist and shouting loudly.

“Let’s explain the rules to you newcomers. The martial artists of the Sword King Dynasty are all managed by the ‘Sword Temple,’ which is directly under the Sword King. Every martial artist affiliated with the Sword Temple receives such a cloak and a waist token. To prove you are willing to pledge your allegiance to the Sword King Dynasty!”

The killer let out a cold laugh, then called out, “Everyone eating, put down your food and come to assemble! We need to check your waist tokens!”

Hearing this domineering voice, Ling Xiao realized he might have entered a place more ruthless than the Chen Dynasty.

In the Sword King Dynasty, all martial artists must register with the Sword Temple.

That means being subordinate to the court.

Even personal freedom might be restricted.

“Boss, what should we do?”

Xiao Jin asked.

“Let’s watch first, since we’re here, go with the flow. As long as the demands aren’t excessive, we can comply.”

In an unfamiliar place, facing a group of powerful martial artists, Ling Xiao acted cautiously.

He didn’t want his carelessness to lead to his own death.

If that happened, what would happen to Yue Fang Hua?

What would happen to his Eight Immortals Kingdom?

What about his Heavenly Dynasty Empire?

He followed others to leave the table and moved to the open space next to them.

After witnessing the recent killing, no one dared to make a fuss anymore, whether they used to be heroes or cowards, they all had to follow the rules of the Sword Temple here.

The Sword Temple people looked at these outsiders with disdainful eyes, as if a butcher looking at lambs ready for slaughter.

“Line up to receive a temporary identification card! Each person must pay 1 million Low-grade Spirit Stones!”

Several Sword Temple martial artists quickly set up a table, then laid out iron waist tokens on it, and one of them spoke.

One million Low-grade Spirit Stones, that’s certainly not a small amount.

Although it doesn’t mean much to Ling Xiao, for most martial artists, it’s absolutely considerable.

Presumably even those with First Cycle of Yin-Yang Realm Thirteen Hell Layers Cultivation, not many would be able to pay.

If any could, they’d probably have to sell everything.

This was clearly making things difficult.

“I know you’re all a bunch of paupers! No money? That’s easy to fix. Just press your handprint on this contract and repay your debt through work. Once it’s repaid, all will be well, we treat the martial artists here very favorably.”

Said the Sword Temple martial artist with a smile.

“This isn’t a contract, it’s a slavery agreement! What a joke, I came to the Sword King Dynasty for cultivation, not to work for the Sword Temple.”

The martial artist at the front of the line exploded upon seeing the contract.

Ling Xiao used his Tai Chi Eye to examine it, realizing the contract stated that pressing a handprint meant working for the Sword King Dynasty for a hundred years.

A hundred years!

Even though martial artists live longer than ordinary people, how many hundred years do they have?

This is akin to being a slave!

“Not willing? That’s fine, you just need to pay 1 million Low-grade Spirit Stones!”

The Sword Temple people, their faces showed cold disdainful smiles.

“I don’t have money, and I won’t be your slave!”

The martial artist shouted angrily, “I’m not like that previous trash, my cultivation has reached the First Cycle of Yin-Yang Realm Thirteen Hell Layers Peak!”

“Strong, huh?”

That previous killer Sword Temple martial artist let out a cold laugh.

Ling Xiao saw the smile and knew the rebel was doomed.

The Sword Temple martial artists were generally at the First Cycle of Yin-Yang Realm Thirteen Hell Layers Intermediate Stage.

But this killer had already reached the First Transformation Yin-Yang Realm, Fourteenth Layer Hell Early Stage.

Those who couldn’t discern his cultivation level would definitely perish.

Moreover, Ling Xiao could sense that there were more than just these Sword Temple martial artists here, stronger individuals had not shown themselves yet, leaving the minor tasks to subordinates.

Already in this border town, there were more than ten individuals with cultivation reaching First Cycle of Yin-Yang Realm Fourteen-Level Hell.

This was simply terrifying.

Sure enough, as Ling Xiao predicted, the rebel was directly pierced through the throat and died on the spot.

“Hopefully I won’t have to kill a third person!”

The killer let out a cold laugh and sat back down.