Chapter 474: Sword Dao Will
"Everyone, no need to be so restrained. Being able to sit together and enjoy wine, tea, and fine dishes is a rare pleasure. Feel free to move about and make some friends—wouldn't that be delightful?"
The envoy from the Dragon Mountain Empire, seeing the tense atmosphere, spoke with a smile.
"I forgot to tell everyone my name. I am Ruo Lanshan." The Dragon Mountain Empire envoy raised his wine glass and said loudly, "It is my honor to meet the talented youths of both nations. I'll drink this first glass as a toast."
Ruo Lanshan drained the wine in his cup. Because of his status, everyone else also raised their glasses and drank.
"On my left is Xing Meng Pavilion Elder Yao Tianshu. On my right is the talented youth of my Dragon Mountain Empire, Jian Chen. Everyone can interact with them more, exchange guidance, and seek advice."
Yao Tianshu and Jian Chen nodded slightly to the crowd, and everyone returned the gesture.
"Alright, everyone, make yourselves at home. The unfinished zither music and dance from earlier—His Highness Wuyuan can have the beauties continue to add a bit of elegance." Ruo Lanshan said with a smile. Duan Wuyuan nodded slightly and gestured into the distance. After a moment, another group of beautiful women began playing instruments and dancing, creating a very wonderful scene.
Unfortunately, the atmosphere was gone. Now, the people from the Tian Feng Kingdom and Snow Moon Kingdom were all harboring their own ulterior motives.
Yun Feiyang was the first to step down. Holding his wine glass, he walked straight to Lin Feng's side. Without saying a word, he simply raised his glass and smiled at Lin Feng.
"I never properly thanked you for what happened last time, so let me toast you first." Lin Feng's cup lightly clinked against Yun Feiyang's glass, and then he drank it all. Yun Feiyang smiled and also tilted his head back, emptying his cup.
"It was a small matter, not worth mentioning. But today, by stirring things up like this, you've offended quite a few people. I won't take up your time." Yun Feiyang smiled, then walked away with his wine glass.
As soon as Yun Feiyang left, Tian Feng Kingdom's prince, Feng Chen, came to Lin Feng's side. Yun Feiyang's meaning was clear without words.
"It's rare to see the talented youth of Snow Moon Kingdom today. Truly impressive—you killed my Seven Envoys of Heavenly Wind with one move. Admirable." Feng Chen smiled at Lin Feng. His voice seemed carefree, but everyone knew he was being insincere, hiding his emotions and revealing nothing. His mind was quite deep, causing Lin Feng to sigh inwardly. People of the royal family were rarely simple.
This Feng Chen clearly wished he could kill Lin Feng immediately, yet he could still show such a gentle smile. Lin Feng had to look at him with new eyes.
"That Seventh Envoy of Heavenly Wind had no manners and a foul mouth. Someone like that only brings shame to the Tian Feng Kingdom. Why not kill him and save the Tian Feng Kingdom from further embarrassment?" Lin Feng said with a low laugh, as if killing the Seventh Envoy was for Feng Chen's benefit.
"By that logic, should we be thanking you?" The Third Envoy and Fifth Envoy stepped forward, both staring coldly at Lin Feng. An indistinct pressure emanated from them, not leaking out, but descending upon Lin Feng's body.
Feeling several pressures bearing down on him at once, Lin Feng gave a cold smile. An invisible, sharp killing intent stabbed out through the void.
*Crack! Crack!*
Two soft sounds rang out. The wine glasses in the hands of the Third Envoy and Fifth Envoy burst directly, the wine spilling out and splashing onto them. Their eyes narrowed briefly before opening again, but their faces were stained with the strong liquor.
Their gazes froze there, unmoving. They raised their hands, wiping the liquor from their faces with their sleeves, their eyes fixed on Lin Feng.
"Drinking is drinking. Why be so serious, you two? Wine glasses can't withstand the crushing pressure of our might."
Before the Third Envoy and Fifth Envoy could speak, Lin Feng said a few words, drawing the crowd's attention. The pressure had crushed the wine glasses, clearly meaning they had exerted pressure on Lin Feng. Lin Feng's sudden counterattack caused the glasses to shatter, and caught off guard, the wine splashed onto their faces.
"This Lin Feng really doesn't show any courtesy," the crowd thought silently. Lin Feng had directly used his pressure to shatter the glasses, making them lose face. The Third Envoy and Fifth Envoy hadn't expected this.
Of course, it was also the result of the two provoking Lin Feng first. Lin Feng wasn't being arrogant; he just couldn't stand them. He never pretended to hide his feelings toward people he disliked. When they secretly pressed their pressure on him, Lin Feng naturally had to retaliate—openly and honestly.
"The wine is strong." The Third Envoy licked the liquor from his lips and said in a low voice, his hoarse tone containing an undeniable anger. Lin Feng had gone too far.
The Fifth Envoy simply stared coldly at Lin Feng, releasing his aura.
"Heh." A light laugh rang out. Duan Tianlang actually walked over to Lin Feng, raising his glass to the Third Envoy and Fifth Envoy with a smile. "Please don't mind. The Seventh Envoy and Fifth Envoy provoked Lin Feng with words, and Lin Feng cares deeply about our princess. Naturally, he would do something excessive. I believe you two can understand."
"Moreover, Lin Feng wasn't targeting the Seventh Envoy specifically just now. It was about the matter, not the person. If someone stronger than Lin Feng had mocked Princess Xinye, Lin Feng would still have acted in anger. That's his true nature."
Hearing Duan Tianlang speak as if he were very familiar with him, Lin Feng's eyes flickered, landing on Duan Tianlang. His gaze turned cold.
"When did I become so close with you?" Lin Feng said coldly, spitting out one word: "Scram!"
The people of Snow Moon Kingdom were all stunned. This Lin Feng really didn't hold back.
But Duan Tianlang seemed completely unfazed by the word "scram." His son had been killed by Lin Feng; what was a single "scram"? As long as Lin Feng died, he would pay any price.
"What a vicious mind." Lin Feng's gaze was sharp, fixed on Duan Tianlang. Duan Tianlang just smiled indifferently and stepped back, but his goal had been achieved. The Third Envoy and Fifth Envoy of the Seven Envoys of Heavenly Wind had clearly understood the meaning in his words.
Everything revolved around Princess Duan Xinye.
As long as someone insulted Duan Xinye with words, even if they were stronger than Lin Feng, Lin Feng would step forward to defend her.
The Third Envoy and Fifth Envoy smiled without speaking and turned to walk away. As for Feng Chen, he went over to Duan Wuyuan's side. The two seemed to be chatting very congenially, like good friends, not at all like enemies.
Just then, two figures walked toward Lin Feng at the same time, surprising him. One was Lan Jiao, and the other was the young man from the Dragon Mountain Empire, Jian Chen.
"Please, go ahead." Jian Chen said very politely, letting Lan Jiao go first.
Lan Jiao didn't stand on ceremony. She walked to Lin Feng's side, raised her glass, and said, "You seem to be living quite happily, with beauties on both sides."
Lin Feng's expression stiffened, and then he smiled bitterly. This woman was still the same, saying whatever she dared.
Even Jian Chen was taken aback. It seemed Lan Jiao knew Lin Feng, and there was a hint of a different flavor in her words.
Lin Feng had beauties on both sides? Did he have other women besides Princess Duan Xinye? If so, this guy was quite lucky in love. And Duan Xinye had clearly heard Lan Jiao's words but kept her expression unchanged.
Lin Feng clinked glasses with Lan Jiao, but she pulled her glass back and smiled. "This glass isn't for you."
With that, Lan Jiao nodded slightly to Duan Xinye beside Lin Feng and said, "Princess, this guy is really fortunate to have won your favor."
"It's me who is fortunate." Duan Xinye said softly with a smile, clinking glasses with Lan Jiao and taking a light sip. She looked at Lan Jiao with a hint of strangeness in her eyes. She always felt that Lan Jiao's gaze held a trace of jealousy.
Nodding to Duan Xinye, Lan Jiao then glanced at Lin Feng. "Good luck."
With that, she turned and walked back to her seat.
After Lan Jiao left, Jian Chen came to Lin Feng's side and sat down directly. "Are you also a sword cultivator?" he asked.
"No, I don't have a sword martial soul, nor am I a sword cultivator. I've just practiced some sword techniques."
Lin Feng replied modestly.
Jian Chen shook his head. "Your sword dao has already reached the level of sword will. If you can't be called a sword cultivator, then how many people should be ashamed?"
"Will?" Lin Feng looked puzzled. He had heard of the term "sword will" before but never understood its true meaning.
"Yes, will. Sword dao will is the life of the sword."
Jian Chen nodded, very interested in Lin Feng. At just the third layer of the Mysterious Martial Realm, he already possessed sword will. Jian Chen knew very well that with this sword will alone, Lin Feng could fight across two levels. Not just the fourth layer of the Mysterious Martial Realm—even the fifth layer, Lin Feng could contend with.