Dragon Tamer - Chapter 1012

Chapter 1012: Chapter 1016: God’s Head Meng Bingci Chapter 1012: Chapter 1016: God’s Head Meng Bingci The long-robed swordsman’s words rang out loudly.

This also drew the surrounding people closer, as they whispered amongst themselves, asking each other what had exactly happened.

“Who is this disrespectful disciple who has irritated Elder Cheng, ah? Elder Cheng is going to personally give this kid a lesson!” A fat man said gleefully, holding a long broom in his hand.

A few lavishly dressed palace maidens slowly approached, curiously sizing up Zhu Minglang and asked the broom-holding fat disciple, “What happened?”

“It seems that this kid from who knows where has provocatively challenged a member of the Sikong Family, and he struck with great viciousness. Elder Cheng couldn’t stand by and watch, so he intends to personally discipline the kid,” the fat disciple said.

“He’s in for a world of pain,” the palace maidens all laughed and stood aside ready to enjoy the show.

…

More and more people arrived, after all, Sikong Cheng was a Sword God, and all the swordmasters practicing here naturally wanted to witness his superb swordsmanship.

Sikong Cheng frowned.

In fact, he didn’t want to make a big deal out of it; after all, as a senior, it was embarrassing to take action against a junior, and the news spreading would not be beneficial.

Therefore, Sikong Cheng intended to settle things quickly.

Sikong Cheng glanced at Sikong Bin, who had been helped to the side, his chest still slowly oozing blood.

“Even if your cultivation base is higher than his, you should not bully him like this. Let me give you a taste of a sword slash to the chest too. I hope you’ll remember this lesson in the future!” As Sikong Cheng spoke, four different colored longswords had already appeared by his sides.

Sikong Cheng casually selected a blue ancient sword, then began to slowly gather energy!

“Whoosh!!!!!!”

Sikong Cheng suddenly made his move, a fierce blue sword wave, as if tearing space in half, rushed towards Zhu Minglang’s chest at an extremely fast speed.

Zhu Minglang raised his sword in response, drawing a crescent moon-shaped Sword Radiance as well. The dark red Sword Radiance, like the glow of a red moon, was swift and forceful. It directly shattered Sikong Cheng’s blue sword wave and continued flying towards Sikong Cheng’s body.

Sikong Cheng was shocked and hurriedly raised his sword to block.

“Clang!!!!!!!!!!”

Sikong Cheng’s body slid back a great distance, his soles nearly worn through.

He looked at the blue ancient sword in his hands with some surprise; the ancient sword was actually full of cracks. With Sikong Cheng’s minor movement, the blue ancient sword instantly shattered, turning into over a hundred pieces of scrap iron scattered on the ground!

“Weren’t you going to admonish me? Come, pick up another sword,” Zhu Minglang said.

As he spoke, Zhu Minglang took a leisurely step forward, raising his hand slowly during the process. With a raise of his hand, he formed Red Moon Sword Radiance, sweeping towards Sikong Cheng like a swift wind.

Sikong Cheng panicked and dodged, hastily summoned the other three swords, and selected the most durable white ancient sword from among them.

“Clang!!!!!!!!!”

Using the white ancient sword to block again, this time the sword in his hand was blown away. The white ancient sword spun out of his hand at high speed, eventually plunging violently into an uninhabited mountain peak, cleaving it directly in half!

Sikong Cheng’s face started to pale; he changed swords again and chose the Cold Pond Sword.

As the Cold Pond Sword danced, a sheet of cold water swirled around Sikong Cheng, forming curtain-like cascades of water brilliance, completely protecting Sikong Cheng inside.

Zhu Minglang continued walking forward. He raised his hand once again, the Red Moon Sword Radiance easily tore through the curtain of the Cold Pond and pierced through Sikong Cheng’s robe at the chest, revealing Sikong Cheng’s chest, hairy and rough.

“Old hairy man, still pretending?” Zhu Minglang asked with a smile.

“You… who exactly are you!” Sikong Cheng realized something was wrong. The youngster before him clearly wasn’t just some self-taught loose cultivator. He, a Swordmaster of God-Son Level, was completely unable to defend against such a junior.

What was more infuriating was that the opponent fought as if taking a leisurely walk, much like a master teaching his disciples with a willow branch. This made Sikong Cheng lose all face, especially since more and more people were gathering around!

The fat disciple holding the broom was so astounded that his jaw nearly dropped.

The palace maidens were also wide-eyed with disbelief as they watched Zhu Minglang.

How could an unknown loose cultivator with a few random swords bring their swordmaster elder to such a sorry state?

“Do not be arrogant, how can you act so recklessly in Yuheng Star Palace!” Sikong Cheng roared in anger. Finally, he drew his last sword, this time he did not fight from a distance, but stepped forward!

Sikong Cheng was swift, like a gust of wind blowing in.

Zhu Minglang stood still, quietly waiting for him to approach.

Draw the sword!

Traceless!

“Swish!!!!”

A brief linear distortion appeared in space, and then we could see Sikong Cheng, who was poised to slash, suddenly stiffen, unable to bring his sword down no matter how much strength he put into it. He felt all the power in his body drain away in an instant, seeping out with the blood from the sword wound on his chest!

Finally, he slowly fell, lying on his back with blood gushing from his chest.

His eyes bulged, looking up at Zhu Minglang with disbelief. When one is standing, it’s hard to feel the terror of another person, but once knocked down by the opponent, lying on the ground and looking up at their cold, disdainful face, one truly realizes the gap between oneself and the opponent. With just a slight lift of their foot, they could trample on one’s face and torment them as they please!

The female Sword Cultivator who was treating Sikong Bin’s wounds was also taken aback.

The wounds over here hadn’t even been dressed yet, and now the Long-robed Swordsman Elder had fallen too, with exactly the same kind of injury. How was she, a woman, supposed to cope with this!

“This is too much, far too much, this guy is just here to cause trouble, injuring our Swordsmanship tutor of the day like this!!” A disciple of Sword Cultivation exclaimed indignantly.

Every day, there was a Long-robed Swordsman Elder supervising the Swordsmanship stage, urging all the disciples of the Star Palace to practice their swordsmanship while also teaching them various techniques.

Those eligible to supervise and oversee the stage were all named Sword Masters from the Star Palace, and Sikong Cheng was one of them. Normally, it was he who supervised at the beginning of the month. Who would have thought that the instructor, a Sword God, would be so easily defeated!

“Who is creating trouble at the Star Palace sword stage??” From the floating God Mountain Jade Peak, a somewhat enchanting Sword Master flew in on a Golden Sword.

At first, Zhu Minglang thought it was a female Sword Cultivator, but when the person approached, he realized it was an overly effeminate man, who had eyebrows drawn, lips painted, and jade earrings adorning his ears, even wearing bright red and purple clothes.

Moreover, he had a sandalwood paste on his forehead too, but it was vermilion, which added a few more touches of coquetry to his already somewhat feminine attire!

“Creating trouble… okay, okay, I am creating trouble. I’ll give you one last chance–if Meng Bingci doesn’t come out to see me, I’ll tear down your Star Palace!” Zhu Minglang said.

“Who are you, and what grievances do you have with our Meng Zun?” The enchanting Golden Sword man demanded.

“Humph, grievances, that’s a long story. For her path of cultivation, she heartlessly abandoned her own husband and young, handsome child. Now this young and handsome child has grown up, learning peerless martial arts and has come specifically to demand an explanation. He will make her understand just how unparalleled the person she abandoned really is!” Zhu Minglang pointed at the enchanting Golden Sword man and said.

His revelation indeed caused an uproar.

The sword stage was already filled with many disciples of Yuheng Star Palace, including several Sword Cultivator Celestial Maidens standing atop the tall Jade Peaks, watching the scene below.

“Meng Zun had a family??”

“I never expected Meng Zun to have such a past.”

“A blockbuster melodrama of the year, oh! Our Yuheng Star Palace hasn’t seen such a scandal involving familial and moral issues for a long time.”

“Come on, come on, this just in, and it’s explosive news!”

Countless people started discussing, and the news quickly spread to Yuheng Star Palace’s Yuhan Palace.

As the most noteworthy person of Yuheng Star Palace in the recent year or two, to have such gossip about her was shocking, and everyone turned to share the sensational news with their closest acquaintances, eager to see the same shocked expression on their faces!

…

The enchanting Golden Sword man scrutinized Zhu Minglang.

After a long time, he coldly said, “You mean to say, Meng Zun was once married to you in the mortal world?”

“…” Zhu Minglang was speechless.

What sort of reading comprehension did this man possess?

Was his brain not functioning? Didn’t he grasp that the young, handsome person who’d grown up peerless was the main character responsible for today’s disturbance?

“He… he says he is Meng Zun’s son.” At that moment, the female disciple dressing the wounds softly corrected.

“Fellow Daoist, do you realize the price you will pay for your words? As the God’s Head of our Yuheng Star Palace, Meng Zun’s reputation and dignified authority are absolutely not to be infringed by anyone!” the enchanting Golden Sword man said.

“Why can’t you believe that what I’m telling you is the truth?” Zhu Minglang said helplessly.

“Because it can’t possibly be the truth. A Jade Immortal would never marry a mortal, let alone have children with one!” The enchanting Golden Sword man declared confidently.

“Wait a second, you just mentioned God’s Head… I’m looking for Meng Bingci, not your God’s Head. Isn’t your God’s Head that despicable… that Sword Immortal, Lu Wu?” Zhu Minglang said.

“You’re referring to our Meng Zun, who is also our newly appointed God’s Head. If you’ve got the wrong name or there’s someone with the same name, that’s a different matter. Of course, we won’t let you off for injuring someone!” the Golden Sword man said.

“Where is Lu Wu then? Isn’t your God’s Head Lu Wu?” Zhu Minglang asked confusedly.

“I’ve said it’s a new appointment. The Immortal Master Lu Wu has abdicated, and she has wandered to the North Dipper, no longer listed among the ranks of our Yuheng Immortals!” the Golden Sword man replied.