“Pfft!” The yellow-clad young woman Ashley Reed couldn’t help but burst out laughing, as if she had just heard the funniest joke in the world, laughing so hard she nearly fell over. “Hahahaha, you’re killing me! Who do you think you are, daring to take something from our Xuanling Sect? Oh, don’t tell me you’re planning to wait a hundred years before trying to take it again?”

Even the charming lips of the white-clad girl Ethan Sullivan curled into a mocking smile.

She had some admiration for Yvonne Brooks. With Yunlai Sword Sect having lost its backbone, it was all up to her to hold things together, which was no easy feat. But Yvonne Brooks was simply overestimating herself. Calling her ignorant and reckless didn’t even begin to describe it.

“I, Ethan Sullivan, am the new master of this Yunxiao Sword. And now, I am already an eighth-level swordswoman. With the help of this spirit sword, in less than half a year, my cultivation will surely advance greatly, and I will become a ninth-level swordswoman. Within two years, I may even break through to the Swordmaster realm. If you want the sword…” The girl raised the Yunxiao Sword in her hand, glanced at Yvonne Brooks, then at Ethan Brooks: “Don’t say I didn’t give you a chance. In these two years, if your Yunlai Sword Sect can defeat me and take the Yunxiao Sword from me in a fair fight, I won’t utter a single word of objection. Moreover, I’ll even apologize for everything I’ve done and said today. But if you fail…”

“There is no failure.” Yvonne Brooks was not angered by their ridicule and mockery. At this moment, it was as if she could no longer feel anything happening in the outside world. The only thing she possessed was a resolve to shatter everything and never turn back!

“Two years, as you wish! I will leave the Yunxiao Sword with your Xuanling Sect for two years, and you, do your best to keep it safe for me for two years! If, after two years, the Yunxiao Sword has even the slightest bit of damage…”

“Clang!”

The sword was instantly drawn!

With her long hair cascading over her shoulders, Yvonne Brooks looked so resolute in that moment, her beauty breathtaking.

“No retreat, no surrender!”

The middle-aged man Henry Parker, though he found Yvonne Brooks’s actions incredibly naive, couldn’t help but have a thought cross his mind…

Should he just eliminate the problem at the root?

“No retreat, no surrender!?” A trace of coldness flashed in Ethan Sullivan’s enchanting eyes. “Arrogant! Do you really think that just because you took one of my strikes, you can challenge our entire Xuanling Sect!?”

“Arrogant? You’ll see! Now, you, you, and you…” She stretched out her left hand, pointing straight at the door: “All of you, get out! Never set foot in our Yunlai Sword Sect again!!”

“Hm? Courting death!”

The middle-aged man Henry Parker stepped forward coldly. In an instant, a pressure as imposing as a mountain swept over them, and the terrifying killing intent, at the very moment he stepped out, surged like a tidal wave, enveloping everyone present.

“So it comes to this!”

Sensing the murderous intent and determination from Henry Parker, as if he intended to slaughter every strong member of Yunlai Sword Sect, the long-enduring Ethan Brooks was shaken to the core. The mental core formed by a ninth-level psychic, under the stimulation of this terrifying killing intent, began to boil madly!

If enduring again and again still couldn’t avoid disaster, then there was only one choice…

“Kill!”

“Protector Henry Parker, are you telling me you can’t even tolerate the angry words of a junior?”

Just as murderous intent surged in Ethan Brooks’s heart and he was forced to risk everything, relying on his soul chip and mental strength for a desperate fight, the weakened Logan Foster suddenly stepped forward, completely blocking Henry Parker’s aura, so that the pressure aimed at Ethan Brooks, Yvonne Brooks, and the others fell entirely on himself.

His words were directed at Henry Parker, but his gaze landed on the white-clad woman Ethan Sullivan.

“Hm?”

Looking at the aged and frail Logan Foster, Henry Parker paused slightly.

On this long-renowned senior swordsman, he saw a determination to perish together.

If he really attacked Yvonne Brooks, this veteran eighth-level swordsman would probably go all out, even at the cost of his own life, to take someone down with him.

If that desperation was aimed at himself, Henry Parker wouldn’t care. But…

His target was clearly Ethan Sullivan.

The most outstanding disciple of Xuanling Sect in a hundred years.

A peerless genius said to have a chance to become a Swordmaster and lead Xuanling Sect into the ranks of top-tier sects.

Weighing the threat of Logan Foster’s willingness to risk everything for a fatal blow, Henry Parker finally restrained the suffocating pressure on his body a little. “Very well, Logan Foster, for your sake, I won’t bother with these juniors.”

With that, his gaze swept imperceptibly over the silent Ethan Brooks, then he waved his hand sharply: “We’re leaving!”

He took Ethan Sullivan and Ashley Reed with him and, in the blink of an eye, they had disappeared from everyone’s sight.

“Close the mountain gates…”

Seeing Henry Parker leave, the already seriously injured Logan Foster hurriedly gave the order, and as if he could no longer hold on, spat out another mouthful of blood, his body swaying as he fell into unconsciousness…

“Master!”

“Elder Qi!”

……

Night silently enveloped the entire Yunlai Sword Sect.

Three years ago, this was still a second-rate sect ablaze with lights. Now, it had become cold and deserted, eerily quiet.