Be the Hardest Working Demon Cultivator!

Those who dared to shout like that, or impose their will so arrogantly on others, were either fools or had significant backing. Only then could they treat such unreasonable demands as if they were the absolute justice of the world.

And the one who shouted, Ling Shuangtian, was certainly the latter.

Even if Itujian Mountain, a top Immortal Sect, did nothing, each generation's young disciples were always flattered by sycophants with titles like "Top Ten Young Sword Immortals" and "The Five Elites of the West Peak of Itujian."

Especially since Itujian Mountain itself endorsed such actions.

This title was called the Young Elite Cultivator. Every twenty years, they compiled a list of the outstanding disciples of that generation. Those who received this title not only had their names known throughout the world but also gained access to higher-level cultivation resources.

The Loose Cultivator, Chu Jianxiu, who had to change his name to Shi Changkong as a last resort, had once been among the Young Elite Cultivators of the previous generation of Itujian Mountain.

And this Ling Shuangtian was a current Young Elite Cultivator of Itujian Mountain!

Besides Ling Shuangtian, there were four others: Li Shuanghe, Ao Shuangyi, Li Yingren, and Xu Yingcheng. Since their names had similarities, some enthusiastic individuals had dubbed them the "Three Shuangs and Two Yings."

Therefore, when Ling Shuangtian said he could make decisions on behalf of his sect, he wasn't merely boasting.

Indeed, those whom Ling Shuangtian had spared in the past often didn't last long. If they didn't die in duels, they were soon found and directly killed by their enemies.

Sometime after his loud declaration, two urgent Sword Qi lights flew in and landed not far away.

The Sword Qi slightly dispersed, revealing two figures.

One was a young man with rosy lips and white teeth, slightly chubby-faced, having an air of prosperity. The other was a young woman, remarkably beautiful, although slightly less so than the young master of Luoja Mountain, but still a peerless beauty among her generation.

This young man was Ling Shuangtian. He looked around arrogantly, quickly focusing his gaze on Tan Shuchang.

He had actually seen the demonic right arm in Tan Shuchang's possession. His glance around was merely to ensure that no annoying disciples from Heavenly Sword Mansion were nearby.

There was a grandson called "Sword Gentleman" who especially liked to meddle in others' affairs.

Although the man was of a mature age for cultivators, he persistently quarreled with someone as young as him. If it were just quarrelling, it might be tolerable, but whenever Sword Gentleman appeared, whatever he did right would suddenly become wrong!

It made him seem like a villain!

Now, assured that Sword Gentleman wasn't present, Ling Shuangtian immediately slighted his chin at Tan Shuchang, "Hand it over, and I'll excuse all your crimes, sparing you from physical torture!"

In response to Ling Shuangtian's words, the surrounding cultivators, especially Jin Cheng, all dramatically changed their expressions.

Damn it, don't drag me into your death wish!

Were you looking to pick fights as soon as you descended the mountain?

Without hesitation, Jin Cheng said, "Brother Tan, I just remembered my wife wants me to return early to take a concubine. If you have time, Brother Tan, you're welcome to visit my Xianguan Sect."

After saying this, Jin Cheng, without further delay, conjured a cloud of smoke, blending into it and drifting away.

While this method of traveling using smoke was relatively inferior, it was still a level above those who traveled by harnessing evil spirits; thus, many cultivators employed it.

Indeed, those who could travel in such a manner were considered to be doing fairly well among Loose Cultivators.

This was akin to an ordinary civilian securing a minor official's position in a county government without any backing.

However, Jin Cheng didn't manage to escape.

His path was blocked by a robust man in his early thirties, reeking of alcohol and appearing rather scruffy and unrestrained.

"Jin Cheng, right? What's the rush? You haven't offended my junior brother," said the man, squinting as if drunk yet speaking with a tone of disdain.

As he spoke, a strand of Sword Qi sliced through the smoke and forced Jin Cheng out.

"Feiyujian Mo Junhao?" Jin Cheng's face paled, narrowly avoiding the sword attack. He recognized the man.

He was a Young Elite Cultivator from the previous generation of Itujian Mountain, originally a person of influence. However, after his close friend Chu Jianxiu was "killed" by their teacher Zhao Huaiji, he was never the same.

Logically, with the resources of a Young Elite Cultivator of Itujian Mountain, he should have had at least sixty years' worth of cultivation by now.

Having been immersed in the Sword Dao realm of Integration of Man and Sword for a long time, he had no personal limitations; given sufficient cultivation resources, enhancing his cultivation should have been straightforward.

Yet now, judging by the Sword Qi he used to attack Jin Cheng, he had only about forty years of cultivation power.

"I'm surprised someone remembers that title, but it's the one I least wish to mention. It reminds me of a close friend long passed. Cut off your own arm, and I won't hold a grudge," said Mo Junhao indifferently, his expression cold and his eyes frosty.

Upon hearing this, Jin Cheng's expression changed dramatically several times. He had heard of the tyranny of Itujian Mountain, but only now did he realize just how domineering the disciples of Itujian Mountain could be—he couldn't have imagined it.

But Jin Cheng knew well that he was merely a son-in-law taken in by the Xianguan Sect, and that the sect would not defend someone of his status, especially since his wife was merely an ordinary disciple there.