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"What’re you laughing at?" Feng Ping frowned and had a displeased expression.
"Elder Feng Ping I’m just laughing that some people like to twist the facts, and wish for nothing more than for you to make a move and kill me before I can explain myself." Duan Ling Tian’s face revealed a brilliant smile and his words seemed to point towards something.
"Kid, you’re courting death!" How could Zhao Lei not know that Duan Ling Tian was talking about him when he heard this and he instantly exploded with anger.
But even though he was angry, he didn’t dare attack.
He’d experienced Duan Ling Tian’s strength before, and although he didn’t know the exact level of Duan Ling Tian’s strength, since Duan Ling Tian was able to defeat him so easily, then Duan Ling Tian was surely an existence at the fourth level of the Nascent Soul Stage or above.
"Who exactly are you?" Feng Ping realized that the matter had slightly exceeded his expectations.
He was extremely clear of Zhao Lei’s disposition.
Logically speaking, what the young man had said earlier was sufficient to make Zhao Lei be unable to restrain himself and directly attack…
But now, although Zhao Lei was extremely angry, he didn’t make a move in the slightest.
Not only that, he’d also unintentionally noticed that when Zhao Lei looked at the young man, his eyes actually emitted a sense of fear.
"Elder Feng Ping, this attire I have on is sufficient to show my identity." Duan Ling Tian lightly smiled, and his smile was like a light spring breeze that washed over one.
"Do you have any proof besides this?" Feng Ping asked in a low voice.
"I originally had a letter that the Sect Leader asked me to pass to Elder Feng Ping… But unfortunately, it was torn into pieces by him when we were outside the city." As Duan Ling Tian spoke up to here, he glanced deeply at the nearby Zhao Lei.
Feng Ping’s face went slightly grim when he heard this, then looked at Zhao Lei. "Zhao Lei, is what he said true?"
"Elder Feng Ping, this person harbors evil intentions and that letter was surely forged!" Zhao Lei looked at Duan Ling Tian with eyes that emitted a vicious sheen, and it seemed to transform into a bloodthirsty fierce beast that would pounce over and tear Duan Ling Tian to pieces at any moment.
"Forged?" Feng Ping’s face sank and shouted in a low voice. "How do you know it’s forged? What if it’s real? I’m able to recognize the handwriting of the Sect Leader… But now, you’ve destroyed the letter. If he’s really someone the Sect Leader sent over, how am I supposed to explain this to the Sect Leader?"
"Elder Feng Ping, this person is surely an impostor… Don’t listen to his random drivel and directly kill him!" Zhao Lei made his last effort, wanting to use the hands of Elder Feng Ping to kill Duan Ling Tian.
But how could Feng Ping be so easily deceived?
"Do you have anything else that can prove your identity?" Feng Ping looked at Duan Ling Tian, and his expression eased of slightly as he asked.
"Something else?" Duan Ling Tian started pondering.
In the end, Duan Ling Tian said, "Elder Feng Ping, I wonder if my understanding towards the terrain of the various sword peaks of the Seven Star Sword Sect and my familiarity towards some people of the Seven Star Sword Sect is able to prove my identity?"
"Hmph!" Feng Ping hadn’t even spoken when Zhao Lei had already said in disdain, "Kid, all these things you said are utterly insufficient to prove that you’re a Seven Star Sword Sect disciple… You can get a perfectly clear answer for these things from any Seven Star Sword Sect disciple!"
Duan Ling Tian’s face sank.
This Zhao Lei was really like a ghost that just wouldn’t go away!
"Do you have other proof?" Feng Ping looked at Duan Ling Tian and asked.
Obviously, he agreed with what Zhao Lei said earlier.
"Yes!" Duan Ling Tian nodded in reply, his tone resolute and decisive.
This scene caused Zhao Lei’s face to sink, and his heart was in turmoil. "Could it be that this fellow is really able to prove that he’s an inner court disciple of our Seven Star Sword Sect?"
Because of the conflict with Duan Ling Tian before, Zhao Lei didn’t hope for Duan Ling Tian to be able to prove his identity as Seven Star Sword Sect inner court disciple.
Otherwise, wanting to take revenge in the future would be as difficult as ascending the heavens!
"What proof?" Feng Ping’s gaze lit up.
As for Zhao lei, he was now looking at Duan Ling Tian in fear.
"The proof is…" Duan Ling Tian stopped for a moment when he spoke up to here, and after he’d successfully put everyone in suspense, his gaze descended onto Zhao Lei and he said frankly, "I’m stronger than him!"
I’m stronger than him!
A short line like this was said by Duan Ling Tian in an extremely straightforward manner, and without a shred of beating around the bush.
Instantly, Zhao Lei’s expression was unsightly and rage arose within his heart.
As far as he was concerned, Duan Ling Tian intentionally touched this tender spot because Duan Ling Tian intended to disparage him…
As for Feng Ping, after being stunned for a moment, he glanced at Zhao Lei, and when he saw Zhao Lei’s expression was unsightly yet was unable to refute it, he realized that what this young man said might very likely be true.
"You’re stronger than Zhao Lei? Then your cultivation…" Feng Ping looked at Duan Ling Tian and his face had slight astonishment mixed within.
Duan Ling Tian’s Origin Energy pulsated and raged as it suffused the surface of his body, seeming to transform into a milky white light barrier that enveloped him completely…
Duan Ling Tian knew very well that at this moment, even if he gave an extravagantly colorful description, it would still be inferior to the persuasiveness of facts.
Instantly, 600 lifelike ancient mammoth silhouettes condensed into form above Duan Ling Tian, and they accumulated force while waiting to be deployed.
"Fourth level of the Nascent Soul Stage!" That pupils of the young man that brought Duan Ling Tian into the Ancient River Trading Company constricted and he had an astounded expression.
It was difficult for him to imagine that a young man that looked to be around 22 was actually a fourth level Nascent Soul Stage martial artist!
Such natural talent was shocking!
It wasn’t just him who was shocked.
"He’s really at the fourth level of the Nascent Soul Stage!" Although Zhao Lei had guessed it earlier, at the instant he really saw it with his own eyes, his expression became even more unsightly.
Feng Ping was dumbstruck by Duan Ling Tian’s cultivation, and after a long time, he stared at Duan Ling Tian with a burning gaze as he asked. "How old are you?"
"22." Duan Ling Tian spoke indifferently with a carefree expression, as if everything from before was nothing to him.
"22 year old fourth level Nascent Soul Stage martial artist… Hiss!" Feng Ping gasped.
Such natural talent was sufficient to surpass any one from the five great young masters who were the most outstanding in the younger generation of the Azure Forest Imperial Kingdom!
"You’re really an inner court disciple of our Seven Star Sword Sect?" Feng Ping stared at Duan Ling Tian with a burning gaze and an expression of anticipation.
"Yes." Duan Ling Tian nodded.
"When did you join the sect?" Feng Ping asked.
"I’ve joined for less than three years," Duan Ling Tian said slowly.
"Less than three years…" Feng Ping nodded. "Then it ought to be correct. We haven’t gotten in contact with the sect for these past three years."
"Elder Feng Ping." Zhao Lei frowned. "This person’s origins are unknown, and he’s even unable to prove that he’s an inner court disciple of the Seven Star Sword Sect… You can’t believe his lies just like this!"
"Zhao Lei." Feng Ping glanced indifferently at Zhao Lei, then slowly said, "I don’t care what deep grudge you have with him… Do you think I’m brainless and don’t know how to distinguish between true and false? Would a figure with a natural talent that surpasses the five great young masters be bored to the point of pretending to be a disciple of our Seven Star Sword Sect?"
Zhao Lei’s face sank.
"What’s going on that it’s so noisy?" Right at this moment, a voice that was like muffled thunder sounded out.
A robust middle aged man with broad shoulders and a round waist walked out from within, and he walked over slowly.
When he saw the middle aged man, Zhao Lei seemed as if he’d see his savior and his gaze abruptly shone as he said in pleasant surprise. "Father!"
Duan Ling Tian’s gaze has now descended on the approaching person, and the way Zhao Lei’s addressed the person caused Duan Ling Tian’s brows to be unable to refrain from frowning.
The instant this person appeared, his Spiritual Force had discovered the person’s cultivation at the first possible moment, and it was similar to Feng Ping, the third level of the Void Prying Stage.
"Zhao Lei… Zhao… Could it be that he’s Elder Zhao Yu?" A trace of fear was unnoticeably emitted from the depths of Duan Ling Tian’s eyes.
Zhao Yu was similar to Feng Ping and were both Seven Star Sword Sect External Affairs Elders. Normally, they would be within the Ancient City of Everlast to guard the Ancient River Trading Company’s branch.
"This is Elder Zhao Yu." Meanwhile, Feng Ping introduced the person that had arrived to Duan Ling Tian, and at the same time, he seemed to have thought of something and was stunned for a moment. "I still don’t know you name."
"Duan Ling Tian." At the same time that Duan Ling Tian introduced himself, he looked at Zhao Yu and nodded lightly. "Elder Zhao Yu."
Originally, Zhao Yu’s expression was calm like an ancient well without ripples.
After a short moment, his expression slightly sank in a way that was difficult to notice, yet it was noticed by Duan Ling Tian.
Duan Ling Tian knew clearly in his heart that it was probably Zhao Lei who’d sent a voice transmission to Zhao Yu about the conflict with him earlier…
As the father of Zhao Lei, it would naturally be impossible for Zhao Yu to be resigned to allow his own son to suffer such humiliation.
"Duan Ling Tian?" Zhao Yu looked at Duan Ling Tian with a calm gaze, but deep within his eyes, there instead seemed to be slight rage mixed within. "My son has told me about the matter with you via voice transmission… You have no way to prove you’re an inner court disciple of the Seven Star Sword Sect?"
Duan Ling Tian frowned. "Elder Zhao Yu, Elder Feng Ping has already confirmed my identity, I wonder what you mean by this?"
"Feng Ping!" Zhao Yu looked at Feng Ping. "You affirmed it’s impossible that he’s pretending to be my Seven Star Sword Sect’s inner court disciple by merely relying on his outstanding natural talent? Isn’t this slightly reckless? Perhaps he’s really scheming something?"
Feng Ping’s face froze when he heard Zhao Yu.
According to his understanding of Zhao Yu, Zhao Yu was absolutely not a person who would make trouble out of nothing like this.
But when he thought about the conflict between Duan Ling Tian and Zhao Lei, he vaguely guessed something.
"Elder Zhao Yu, you’re right." Feng Ping nodded. "How about we let him temporarily stay here… The two of us will find someone to ride a Nascent Soul Stage flying beast back to the Seven Star Sword Sect to ask the Sect Leader and make this matter clear. How about it?"
Zhao Yu nodded indifferently to this and he had no objection.
"Duan Ling Tian, follow me." Feng Ping called Duan Ling Tian then led him into an inner courtyard within the large courtyard of the Ancient River Trading Company’s branch.
There were many unused small courtyards within the inner courtyards.
"You’ll stay in this courtyard in the future." Feng Ping brought Duan Ling Tian into an unused small courtyard.
Within the small courtyard was verdant plants and an extremely superb environment.
Feng Ping glanced at the neighboring small courtyard as he said slowly, "My small courtyard is beside yours. If you need anything in the future, you can just tell me."
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