Chapter 13

"No, you can't do this! The Prince must join the Heavenly Martial Sect!"

Jiang Zhong said with great agitation. Only a major force like the Heavenly Martial Sect could enable Ling Dao to learn a set of skills. Whether it was the imperial family of the Daluo Dynasty or the Death Snatching Tower, they were all true major forces, and naturally not easy to deal with.

"Still clinging to me, Elder, get lost!"

Ye Hongxuan extended his right foot and kicked Jiang Zhong's stomach with lightning speed. Jiang Zhong, who had lost all his true qi and was already severely injured, could not withstand Ye Hongxuan's kick.

Jiang Zhong's body was thrown far away, and a trail of blood was left behind. Just one kick sent Jiang Zhong flying dozens of meters away. This was the result of Ye Hongxuan not having the intention to kill; otherwise, Jiang Zhong would have been crushed to pieces.

"Grandpa Jiang!"

Ling Dao cried out in alarm and rushed to Jiang Zhong's side as quickly as possible. Jiang Zhong had just managed to get up when he spat out another mouthful of fresh blood. Seeing this, even the calmest Ling Dao had his eyes turn red, and he completely lost control.

"I'll fight you to the death!"

Ling Dao's eyes were bloodshot, and he swung his fists at Ye Hongxuan. At this moment, he completely ignored the gap between himself and Ye Hongxuan; all he wanted to do was avenge Jiang Zhong.

"Overestimating yourself! If it weren't for your father, I would have killed you right now!"

In fact, it wasn't as Ye Hongxuan said. He was just wary of the Free King. The more he interacted with the Free King, the more he realized how terrifying the Free King was. Who knew what the Free King had left behind, so Ye Hongxuan only dared to drive Ling Dao away and did not dare to kill him.

Ye Hongxuan struck Ling Dao with a palm from a distance, sending a powerful wave of energy straight at him. Ling Dao felt a sharp pain in his chest and was immediately thrown back. Ye Hongxuan's strength was far superior to Ling Dao's.

"Bang"

Ling Dao's body hit the ground hard, and all his bones felt like they were about to fall apart. His anger did not diminish; instead, he prepared to stand up and fight Ye Hongxuan again. The matter with Jiang Zhong had already made him lose his reason.

"Prince!"

Just as Ling Dao was about to charge at Ye Hongxuan again, Jiang Zhong suddenly hugged him. No matter how hard Ling Dao struggled, he could not break free from Jiang Zhong's embrace. Seeing Ling Dao's疯狂的样子，Jiang Zhong's old eyes shed turbid tears.

"Cough, cough..."

Pulled by Ling Dao, Jiang Zhong coughed several times, his face extremely painful. With his eyes still burning with anger, Ling Dao slowly calmed down. Jiang Zhong smiled at Ling Dao, as if he didn't care about what had happened before.

"Prince, let's go!"

Jiang Zhong released Ling Dao but still held his arm tightly, preventing him from seeking revenge on Ye Hongxuan. Jiang Zhong didn't know what Ye Hongxuan was thinking, but he didn't want Ling Dao to take risks. If Ling Dao died in front of him, he would be willing to die a thousand times to atone for his sin.

"If this place won't keep us, there will be a place that will!"

Held by Jiang Zhong, Ling Dao couldn't fight Ye Hongxuan. He had already calmed down. Moreover, Jiang Zhong's injuries were already severe, and he needed to be treated as soon as possible; he absolutely couldn't fight anyone else.

Ling Dao had already remembered what happened today in his heart. He didn't leave any grand words, as there was no need. Whatever he said now would just be a joke. He had already seen that all the favors were fake, and only strength was real.

If he had the same strength as the Free King, how could Ye Hongxuan dare to attack Jiang Zhong? If he had the same strength as the Free King, how could Jiang Zhong have ended up like this? If he had the same strength as the Free King, how could the Free King's mansion have been destroyed?

Everything was because he was too weak. This was a world where the strong preyed on the weak, and the strong were respected, while the weak could only live at the bottom and be bullied by the strong. The strong had everything, while the weak had no dignity.

"One day, when I have a sword in hand, I will kill all those who betrayed me!"

A cold and ruthless killing intent flashed in Ling Dao's eyes, but he hid it well, and no one noticed. He carefully supported Jiang Zhong and walked down the mountain. Since the Heavenly Martial Sect wouldn't accept him, why should he stay here?

"Without the Free King's protection, you won't live long either!"

Looking at the backs of the old and young, Ye Hongxuan sneered. Jiang Zhong was severely injured and had been kicked by him, so he probably wouldn't live for many more days. Ling Dao, the son of the Free King, had many people who wanted to kill him. With his current strength, he had no chance of survival.

"Wait!"

At this moment, a voice with great authority echoed in the field. A tall, middle-aged man stepped out of the air, exuding a fierce and domineering aura. He was the current sect master of the Heavenly Martial Sect, Wu Kuangyun!

"Pay respects to the sect master!"

Even the Grand Elder Ye Hongxuan knelt on the ground. The sect master of the Heavenly Martial Sect was much higher in status than he was. The other disciples of the Heavenly Martial Sect were also surprised; why would the sect master appear here?

"Was it you who broke the Heavenly Martial Sword Formation?"

Wu Kuangyun did not look at the Heavenly Martial Sect disciples or even the Grand Elder. His eyes were fixed on Ling Dao, as if he were looking at a rare treasure. As the sect master of the Heavenly Martial Sect, he naturally knew that the Heavenly Martial Sword Formation tested a person's sword skills.

Ling Dao's ability to break the Heavenly Martial Sword Formation was enough to show that he had extremely high talent in sword skills. Even Wu Kuangyun himself could not break the Heavenly Martial Sword Formation. At just fifteen years old, Ling Dao had such extraordinary talent, which was a great fortune for the Heavenly Martial Sect.

"Yes!"

Ling Dao nodded, saying only two words. He was already thoroughly disappointed with the Heavenly Martial Sect and didn't want to waste words with the sect master. Such a cold attitude made the sect master pause for a moment.

"Your ability to break the Heavenly Martial Sword Formation is enough to show that you have extremely high talent in sword skills. I have a question for you: are you interested in becoming my disciple?"

Wu Kuangyun's words made Ye Hongxuan's face change drastically. The Heavenly Martial Sect disciples in the distance looked at Ling Dao with envy. Becoming the disciple of the Heavenly Martial Sect's sect master was something many people dreamed of.

"Sect master, this boy is a waste. He hasn't even become a Body Realm martial artist at fifteen. Why would you take him as a disciple?"

The Grand Elder quickly interjected. If Wu Kuangyun really took Ling Dao as a disciple, he would have no good outcome. The Grand Elder wanted to continue speaking, but was silenced by a glare from Wu Kuangyun.

"Not interested!"

Ling Dao replied coldly, making Wu Kuangyun's eyebrows raise!