The Peerless Emperor Chapter 34: Mouth Escape

Chapter 34: Chapter 34: Mouth Escape

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Feeling the sharpness of the sword tip at his throat and the flickering crimson-gold thunder on the blade, cold sweat oozed from Lei Qian’s forehead as his Adam’s apple bobbed with a gulp.

The strength Lin Qian displayed completely exceeded his imagination.

A casually struck sword could disperse his proud Thunderbolt Slash.

The opponent’s primordial weapon-armored black long sword was unbelievably sharp, destroying and shattering his primordial weapon with just two swings.

The crisis of death lood over Lei Qian’s head. He had never been this close to death.

This was a life-and-death duel. Even if Lin Qian slashed his throat with a single stroke, it would be justified.

At this mont, Lei Qian was inwardly cursing his useless brother Lei Kun, wondering what kind of monster he had provoked.

All along, the inner sect disciples’ understanding of Lin Qian was limited to rumors.

His physical strength, abundant soul power, and the ability to directly clash with the Nirvana Realm barehanded were thought to be exaggerations by the Wanxiang Sect’s inner disciples.

As a result, he now personally experienced what it ant to have formidable physical strength by breaking through the Thunder Shield with his body, sothing he had never imagined.

Abundant soul power? This was more than abundant. Lei Qian had never heard of any soul martial artist awakening attributes during the Shape Origin Realm.

Don’t know elental weapon armant?

Bullshit, the sword in Lin Qian’s hand, which could take his life at any mont, was the successfully ard primordial weapon.

Lei Qian now deeply regretted coming to this life-and-death duel with Lin Qian.

At the sa ti, a huge sense of defeat rose within him. He was, after all, an eighth-wheel Nirvana breakthrough at the Ninth Level Perfect.

Yet now, he was being held by Lin Qian from the Shape Origin Realm, his life hinging on the latter’s discretion.

“Lin Qian!” At this ti, Lei Heng on the arbitration platform couldn’t sit still any longer and hurriedly stood up. “Do not act!”

“Ah?” Lin Qian turned his head to look at Lei Heng who had stood up. “Elder Lei, why shouldn’t I act? Didn’t you insist on continuing the life-and-death duel when my uncle asked you to cancel it? Now, why do you want not to act?”

Saying this, Lin Qian gripped the Thunder Night Sword a bit tighter, piercing the surface skin of Lei Qian’s throat and letting a few drops of blood ooze out.

“No!” Lei Heng quickly waved his hand, completely losing his usual composure. “Lin Qian, spare Lei Qian, I will agree to any condition, I beg you!”

One must know that Lei Qian was not like Lei Kun. Although both were his grandsons, their talents were worlds apart, incomparable.

Although Lei Qian seed vulnerable in front of Lin Qian, it wasn’t because he was weak.

On the contrary, ranked tenth among the powerful inner disciples of Wanxiang Sect, Lei Qian, who was sowhat famous in the Coastal State, wasn’t weak amongst peers in the sa realm.

It’s just that nobody could have imagined that the re Shape Origin Realm Lin Qian was essentially a monster, unasurable by normal standards.

Indeed, one couldn’t consider Lin Qian normal, with him being capable of running around with a soul ruling a massive planetary empire.

“Is that so? Beg …” Lin Qian silently nodded, eyes fixed on Lei Heng. “What if my condition is for you to die?”

Lei Heng’s expression froze as he struggled for a mont before nodding towards Lin Qian, “I agree!”

“No, Grandfather!” Hearing Lei Heng agree, Lei Qian’s face changed, and he hastily shouted.

“It seems you truly spoil your grandson, which is precisely why the great Thunder King Lei Heng of Wanxiang Sect ended up raising a scoundrel like Lei Kun,” Lin Qian sneered at Lei Qian. “I don’t need you to die, but I need you to agree to three conditions, with Lei Qian agreeing to one!”

Lei Heng was sowhat surprised but eventually nodded. “Alright, no problem, speak!”

“First, restrain your grandson’s behavior. If I discover his misconduct again, I shall kill him!”

“Second, find a way to heal that girl’s injuries and be responsible for her future life.”

“Third, I want Lei Qian’s slot for the Middle Ages relics!”

Lei Heng, hearing these, was a bit astonished, thinking Lin Qian would make exorbitant demands, asking for soul crystals and various treasures of nature and earth.

Little did he expect such requests instead.

However, giving up Lei Qian’s slot for the Middle Ages relics was still a huge loss.

It was an event for Nirvana Realm disciples from the three sects and five clans, with Lei Qian surely able to succeed and break through after the trial.

Yet, compared to the life of his grandson Lei Qian, what did the relic slot count for?

“Fine, I agree to everything.” Lei Qian nodded, then looked at Qin Wushuang. “Just happened that the Sect Master is present, as the Sect Master personally leads the team for the Middle Ages relics each ti.”

Lin Qian nodded slightly, looking at Lei Qian before him. “As for your condition, it is to kneel before your grandfather until the life-and-death duel ends in two hours.”

After saying this, Lin Qian withdrew the Thunder Night Sword, his soul power dissipated, and the elental weapon armant reverted to the elental artifact heart and components, which he stored in the Sky Trace.

Lei Qian was stunned, initially believing Lin Qian would humiliate him, but it was rely to have him kneel to his grandfather?

“The Thunder King Lei Heng of Wanxiang Sect, although sowhat arrogant and domineering, has quite a few accolades according to the sect’s records and could be considered a notable figure. You guys used his status to wreak havoc and caused trouble.”

“Your grandfather begged as a junior for your sake, shouldn’t you apologize to your grandfather?”

After saying this, Lin Qian sat cross-legged on the ground, shaking his head at Lei Qian. “Though you have strength, in my view, you really lack prospects!”

Lei Qian, listening to Lin Qian’s words, was struck as if by lightning, his knees bending to kneel before Lei Heng with a resounding thud.

“Actually, I don’t understand, whether it’s inner sect, outer sect, or registered disciples, aren’t we all disciples of the Wanxiang Sect?”

“We all live in the sa sect; it’s fate. Can’t we support each other like brothers and sisters? Once achieving a little, one starts to bully.”

“Honestly, bullying fellow sect mbers, what’s the point? It is much more fun to bully outsiders like Shengtian Sect or Great Spear Sect.”

Lin Qian’s soliloquy, infused with soul power, was clearly heard by all present.

Indeed, why couldn’t everyone support each other like brothers and sisters instead of internal squabbles?

These words resonated with the outer sect and registered disciples since Lin Qian had introduced a class system from his past life, first implented among them.

In contrast, the inner sect had yet to adopt this thod.

The inner sect disciples who followed Lei Qian and ca to observe Lei Qian’s strength were also stunned into a daze by Lin Qian’s words, with thoughtful looks gradually appearing in their bewildered eyes.

At this mont, the seeds of unity, love, and mutual assistance began to take root and sprout in their hearts.

“This persuasive soul skill truly is the divine skill of rhetoric,” Lin Qian mused joyously, observing everyone’s reactions.

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