The Legendary Son-in-law of the Emperor
Chapter 660 - 659 I Don’t Know Swordsmanship

Chapter 660: Chapter 659 I Don’t Know Swordsmanship

In the crowd, Lin Feiyan and the others watched from the beginning to the end.

By the time Ye Xuan left, Lin Feiyan still did not understand what this was all about.

"Master, is the Mountain God Dao very powerful?" Lin Feiyan asked in his heart.

A moment later,

"Very powerful," an aged voice answered, carrying a grave tone.

Upon hearing this, Lin Feiyan’s heart suddenly shivered.

He had never heard his Master speak in such a grave tone before.

It seemed, this Mountain God Dao was indeed terrifying.

"Compared to the Sky Covering Demon Sect, how does it fare?" Lin Feiyan asked.

"There’s no comparison," the aged voice replied.

At this response, Lin Feiyan could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

However, the next words from the old man inside the ancient prayer beads made Lin Feiyan’s blood run cold.

"Do not misunderstand me, even the Sky Covering Demon Sect at its peak would not dare to provoke the Mountain God Dao..."

This statement made Lin Feiyan’s body stiffen.

The Sky Covering Demon Sect at its peak, not daring to provoke the Mountain God Dao?

What exactly was the Mountain God Dao?

Lin Feiyan was immensely shocked.

"You need not concern yourself with what the Mountain God Dao is. Just remember, if you encounter someone from the Mountain God Dao, treat them with respect but keep your distance. Never make an enemy of them," the aged voice continued.

Lin Feiyan absentmindedly nodded, his mind full of his Master’s words.

Was the Mountain God Dao really so powerful?

Then how had Ye Xuan come to be involved with the Mountain God Dao?

Lin Feiyan pursed his lips, his eyes flickering with unwillingness.

After joining the Sun Swallowing Sect, he had diligently cultivated in hopes of one day taking revenge on Ye Xuan.

The humiliation he suffered at the hands of Ye Xuan had stripped him of his dignity, but his will was as iron, and he had eventually endured through that period.

When he saw Ye Xuan again, his mindset had at last stabilized.

But now, Lin Feiyan felt jealousy arising within him.

"Master, do you think I am the Child of Destiny?" Lin Feiyan asked, deeply troubled.

"If you cannot even bear this little setback, it proves you are no different from the rest. Forget that I ever mentioned the Child of Destiny," the aged voice gradually grew colder.

Lin Feiyan suddenly came to his senses and hurriedly responded in his heart, "Master, it is the disciple’s fault. Please forgive me."

"Hmm..." the aged voice continued, "In any case, remember always to focus on yourself. What others do is their business. If you do well, you are the Child of Destiny. Do you understand?"

"I understand!" Lin Feiyan’s fighting spirit surged.

Yes, his Master was right; why should he always keep an eye on Ye Xuan?

It’s true that Ye Xuan had wide connections, but what of it? In the end, it all came down to one’s own strength.

Who knows, maybe once they entered Hengduan Mountain, and the person from Mountain God Dao left, Ye Xuan would reveal his true self and then be killed by someone?

This time, he would let the entire East Desolate know that he, Lin Feiyan, was a demonic prodigy!

Let it begin in two days at Hengduan Mountain!

Lin Feiyan reignited his confidence.

Little did he know, within the ancient prayer beads, the old demon of the Sky Covering Demon Sect had already revealed a cold smile.

This lad, still truly believes himself to be the Child of Destiny?

Wait till I drain all your luck and then possess your flesh; only then will you understand what malicious human hearts are like.

However, he did think it best not to let Lin Feiyan seek out Ye Xuan anymore; every encounter with Ye Xuan made Lin Feiyan’s Dao Heart waver, and it distressed him greatly.

If Lin Feiyan were to have his Dao Heart collapse and stick to his old ways out of desparation, wouldn’t this affect his grand schemes?

Fortunately, these fabrications of his proved very useful to a straightforward youth like Lin Feiyan.

’After this Hengduan Mountain event ends, I must hide for a while.’

...

When Ye Xuan returned to his moving palace complex, Song Qilin of the Li Mountain Sword Pavilion’s Third Peak made an appearance.

"Huang Yue," Song Qilin greeted Huang Yue first.

"Song Qilin?" Seeing it was Song Qilin, Huang Yue couldn’t help but slightly raise an eyebrow.

Among those in the East Desolate, aside from the old seniors on the mountain, there were few people he could speak a few words with, and Song Qilin was one of them.

Yet seeing Song Qilin come bearing a sword made him somewhat wary.

If Song Qilin was also to make a move against Ye Xuan, he would not hesitate to step in and stop Song Qilin.

"Song Qilin?!"

Mo Zidong, Ye Lingyi, Ye Lingzhu, and others changed their expressions upon seeing Song Qilin.

They all were well aware of Song Qilin’s background.

This was a successor from the Third Peak of the Li Mountain Sword Pavilion, the number one Sacred Land of Sword Dao in the East Desolate!

"You need not be nervous, I’m not here to cause trouble," Song Qilin noticed the change in Huang Yue’s demeanor and said with a slight smile.

"In fact, after seeing Miss Zhou’s swordsmanship earlier, I wanted to exchange wisdom with Miss Zhou."

Song Qilin bowed to Ye Xuan and Zhou Youwei.

"Exchange wisdom?" Zhou Youwei, hearing this, paused slightly and subconsciously looked towards Ye Xuan, speaking slowly, "There’s no need."

So far, the only person she had exchanged wisdom with was her husband, Ye Xuan.

She felt that what her husband had taught her was already enough.

Moreover, her husband occasionally talked about many things previously unknown to her, making her feel there was no need for an exchange of wisdom.

"Is that so," Song Qilin said with some regret, then turned to look at Ye Xuan with a spirited expression, "Then, might I ask if I could learn some swordsmanship from Young Master Ye?"

"Song Qilin!" Huang Yue couldn’t help but exclaim in a low voice.

Song Qilin responded helplessly, "Huang Yue, I just want to discuss swordsmanship with Young Master Ye, there is no ill intent."

At that moment, Zhou Bingyi interjected, "You better not, many of my sister’s sword techniques were taught by my brother-in-law, and you can’t beat him."

Upon hearing this, Song Qilin’s expression tensed as he stared at Ye Xuan, speaking in a low voice, "Young Master Ye, is this truly the case?"

This was beyond his expectations.

He could tell that Zhou Youwei’s swordsmanship had reached a realm where she and her sword were one, immensely powerful.

He had thought this was due to Zhou Youwei practicing swordsmanship from a young age, but to think all her skills were taught by Ye Xuan?

"What does that have to do with you?" Ye Xuan said, his hands in his pockets and his expression calm.

Song Qilin hurriedly said, "I was presumptuous, but I genuinely would like to learn some sword techniques from Young Master Ye."

Ye Xuan shook his head, "Not interested."

Song Qilin grew a bit anxious and said, "Does Young Master feel it’s inconvenient at the moment? If so, we can agree on another time when you’re free to duel?"

Being fervent about swordsmanship, he always found it hard to resist seeking knowledge from others who mastered strong sword techniques.

But Ye Xuan could clearly see this too.

"I don’t know sword techniques, you should leave," Ye Xuan said casually.

Zhou Youwei and the others listening revealed expressions of bemusement.

You don’t know sword techniques?

Hearing this, disappointment unconsciously showed on Song Qilin’s face, well aware this was just an excuse from Ye Xuan.

However, since the other party was unwilling, he couldn’t force a challenge, could he?

Song Qilin thought for a moment, then pulled out a small sword talisman from his chest, offering it with both hands, and said sincerely, "This is a sword talisman from the Third Peak of the Li Mountain Sword Pavilion; should Young Master Ye have some free time in the future, you are welcome to visit my Third Peak."