Chapter 972: Are You Really Going to Let This Place Be the Graveyard?

Concubine?!

𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

Xun Xiyin's eyes grew cold

Su Lingzhu's heart raged.

A dignified female cultivator of the Giant Immortal Sect is to be treated as a mere concubine?

This wasn't a humiliation to Jiang Tian'ai alone. It was a humiliation to all female cultivators of the Giant Immortal Sect!

One of Sun Yi's followers sneered. "Senior Brother Sun, I was worried that you might be confused and really take this woman as your wife. This woman has such a connection with a lowly sword cultivator. If she truly enters the Sun family, you'll be in for big trouble."

"Why would she choose to call a sword cultivator her senior brother? She's only lowering her own status."

"Not to mention, even the sword cultivators from the Prison Wind Lands can't enter the Elegant Halls. A sword cultivator from such a wild, barren place? Ha... Besides that one son-in-law from the Long Family, I doubt there are any decent ones."

Sun Yi's followers laughed mockingly as they cast disdainful glances at Fang Chen.

Su Lingzhu stood frozen in place. A sword cultivator was a person of high standing, nearly invincible within their realm. Why were these people speaking as though sword cultivators were lowly?

Could it be that there were legacies in this world stronger than sword cultivation?

Xun Xiyin frowned slightly, her gaze studying Sun Yi and his group with a thoughtful expression.

Profound Immortal Xiu Yue forced a smile. "Young Master Sun, Tian'ai doesn't have a deep relationship with this person. You see..."

If Jiang Tian'ai couldn't marry into the Sun family, a huge portion of her plan would be ruined. Entering the Sun family or not—that was an entirely different outcome.

Sun Yi spoke lightly. "Profound Immortal Xiu Yue, no need to explain further. I have made up my mind. You've seen the world, so you should know the status of sword cultivators. Since Jiang Tian'ai is entangled with a sword cultivator, I'd rather not have her as my wife. I might accept it, but my family won't. When we return to the Prison Wind, I'll take Jiang Tian'ai with me. As I said, I'll arrange a cave dwelling for her outside and treat her as a concubine."

He paused and pointed at Fang Chen. "As for this person, you need to give me an explanation. When did a mere sword cultivator gain the right to stand and speak in front of me?"

Profound Immortal Xiu Yue's expression shifted repeatedly, her eyes turning grim as she glared at Fang Chen. "Sword Chief Fang, you heard that, didn't you? Kneel down and speak. If it weren't for your unwarranted arrival, this matter wouldn't have escalated to this point. I expect a proper apology from you. Otherwise, the Void Immortal Sword Sect will also be implicated because of your actions."

One of the young men couldn't help but laugh. "Kneeling would be too generous for you. In the past, your kind wouldn't even have had the right to speak in front of my fellow disciples. Hahaha."

His words were dripping with contempt. "You're riding on Jiang Tian'ai's coattails. After all, she will soon be Young Master Sun's concubine. If not for that, a lowly sword cultivator like you would have already been dead by now."

Fourth Sword of the Eight Desolation Supreme Sword Scripture

A terrifying sword light suddenly appeared, striking the young man and causing him to burst apart.

Holding his sword, Fang Chen watched the faint wisp of smoke dissipate. He sighed softly and remarked, "I can somewhat understand Senior Brother Qin's obsession now."

The cultivators from the Prison Wind Lands genuinely despised sword cultivators from the bottom of their hearts.

However, Fang Chen could also detect a subtle trace of jealousy in their eyes—jealousy that even they themselves might not be aware of.

Sword cultivators were nearly invincible in the same realm. But due to their limited lifespan, they had to put in several times, even ten times, the effort compared to ordinary cultivators to reach the same realm. The disdain the Prison Wind cultivators had for sword cultivators likely stemmed from envy and resentment.

Su Lingzhu gasped in surprise, not expecting Fang Chen to suddenly take action. She glanced around nervously, hoping to see if any of the powerful figures had appeared. Xun Xiyin stared at Fang Chen in a daze. After a few moments, her expression grew serious, and she quietly gripped the Heavenly Profound Mirror.

Profound Immortal Xiu Yue's face turned ashen. This sword strike had completely caught her off guard. She hadn't had time to react.

She could never have imagined that a Soul Splitting Realm cultivator would fail to withstand a single strike from Fang Chen!

The female cultivators of the Giant Immortal Sect exchanged glances, their eyes filled with fear.

Fang Chen sighed. "I am tired of hearing you call sword cultivators 'lowly' left and right. How annoying. You couldn't even take on one strike after all that talk?"

The smiles on Sun Yi and his companions' faces had long since frozen.

They looked at the spot where the young man had just stood, now empty except for the dissipating wisp of smoke.

Their expressions grew increasingly grim.

They deeply understood how extreme the methods of sword cultivators could be. In terms of offensive power, few in the Prison Wind Lands could rival a sword cultivator's sword.

However, from childhood to adulthood, they had been taught repeatedly that sword cultivators were merely tools in their hands. They were mindless brutes, expendable warriors with no brains, people who had taken shortcuts and exploited others. They traded half their lifespan for that kind of strength.

They had never imagined that one day, a sword cultivator would dare raise a sword in front of them—and even kill one of their own companions.

Clap, clap, clap.

One of the young men couldn't help but applaud. His smile was even more pronounced than before, but it was clear that he was struggling to suppress a surging rage.

"Good, good! What a fine sword cultivator. Who would have thought that in such a wild land, an animal like you would dare to make a move against us? Well done, really well done—"

Another flash of sword light struck, and before he could finish speaking, the young man speaking vanished into smoke.

Fang Chen frowned. "Is that all you know how to do—talk nonsense? Are all the so-called 'talented' individuals from the Prison Wind Lands only capable of using their mouths to subdue others?"

Sun Yi and the others were stunned.

Even Xun Xiyin didn't expect that Fang Chen would kill two people in such a short time.

Profound Immortal Xiu Yue finally reacted, letting out a furious roar as she swung her hand back to strike at Fang Chen. As a Profound Immortal, the power of her enraged strike was enough to make any cultivator below the Profound Immortal level tremble in fear.

Slap!

Profound Immortal Xiu Yue spat out blood, flying straight out of the hall and tumbling several times on the ground. She instinctively pushed herself up with her hands, her expression dazed.

What just happened?

She covered her cheek and looked toward the hall, only to see an elderly man standing in front of Fang Chen and looking at her with a cold expression.

Profound Immortal Xiu Yue was both shocked and confused. Who's that?

The female cultivators from the Giant Immortal Sect couldn't help but glance at Stone Dragon, their eyes filled with astonishment.

Sun Yi and the others remained silent for a few moments before Sun Yi suddenly let out a light chuckle. "So this is how you treat guests in the Central Continent? Once my family takes control of this shithole, I'll sell all of you to the Spirit God Sect.

"Oh, by the way, the Spirit God Sect here has another name—the Spirit Blood Sect. Perhaps it won't be long before I can feast on the Blood Spirit Pills supplied by you. I've done my research. The people of the Central Continent can refine at least a dozen second-grade pills."

Xun Xiyin's expression shifted slightly.

Lose to the Sun family?

Sell the Central Continent to the Spirit Blood Sect?

What on earth was this guy talking about!?

"Was the other party in Li Changsheng's bet the Sun family behind this person?"

Fang Chen's gaze flickered. To be able to wager the Central Continent, Celestial Heaven, and Northern Dipper, the family behind this person in the Prison Wind Lands had to be among the top echelons. No wonder his words always carried an air of arrogance.

Fang Chen said casually, "Lord Stone Dragon, I leave them to you. Kill them all,"

Sun Yi's expression shifted repeatedly, the smile on his face gradually fading. "Are you really going to let this place be buried with you?"