"Haha... Jiang Chen, you think you're worthy of taking my life with one sword strike?"
Meng Xingyu sneered disdainfully, a mocking glint in his eyes. "It's indeed surprising that you've reached the Heavenly Origin Realm, but that's all there is to it. You're still not qualified to act arrogant in front of me!"
The words barely left his mouth when a blood-red long blade, exuding a chilling murderous aura, suddenly appeared in his hand.
"Meng Xingyu, what are you doing here?"
A cold, clear voice rang out as Meng Qingxue's figure flashed into the courtyard. Her sharp gaze fell directly on Meng Xingyu, her expression frosty.
"I'm here to take you back to the Meng family under the orders of Young Master Meng Tianheng."
Meng Xingyu pointed the blood-red blade at Jiang Chen and said coldly, "I also heard that you willingly became this kid's maid? Qingxue, do you know how much shame that brings to the Meng family?"
"My affairs are none of your concern," Meng Qingxue replied icily. "Go back and tell Meng Tianheng that I'll return to the Meng family in ten days. For now, you can leave."
"Ten days, I'll give you," Meng Xingyu said, his voice cold and condescending. "But you're a noble lady of the Meng family—how can you degrade yourself as this boy's maid? You're shaming the family!"
A murderous glint flashed in Meng Xingyu's eyes as he gripped the long blade tightly. "Step aside, Qingxue. I'll kill him now to restore the honor of the Meng family."
"Meng Xingyu, don't think being from the Meng family makes you invincible!"
Meng Qingxue's frosty voice grew sharper. "I warned you for your own good. If you insist on this, you'll regret it more than anyone else!"
"I'd like to see how he could possibly make me regret this!" Meng Xingyu sneered, his confidence unwavering.
Seeing his arrogance, Meng Qingxue sighed and turned to Jiang Chen. "You deal with him. Just don't kill him."
The Meng family, as one of the four great clans in the Imperial City and the foremost martial family of Great Xia, had immense influence. If Meng Xingyu were to die here, it could cause unnecessary trouble for Jiang Chen.
"Understood."
Jiang Chen nodded and stepped forward. His gaze turned cold and piercing as he looked at Meng Xingyu, and his chilling voice echoed throughout the courtyard.
"For Qingxue's sake, I won't take your life today."
"But... while the death penalty is forgiven, the punishment cannot be avoided!"
"You dared to hurt my people on my territory. Now, leave an arm behind!"
"Haha…"
Meng Xingyu burst into laughter as if Jiang Chen had told the world's funniest joke. The blood-red blade in his hand vibrated violently, and a sinister aura spread through the air.
"Who do you think you are? My arm is not something you can claim so easily!" Meng Xingyu roared. "Jiang Chen, you humiliated the Meng family by making Meng Qingxue your maid. I will rectify this disgrace and kill you to restore the family's honor!"
Hum!
The blood-red long blade suddenly unleashed a surge of energy, and ten-foot-long crimson blade lights erupted from it, shrouded in a sinister, bloodthirsty aura.
"Blood Fiend Mad Sabre—Die!"
Meng Xingyu roared as he swung the blade down. A massive blood-colored sword light, carrying the aura of death, surged forward like a tidal wave, slicing through the air and rushing straight at Jiang Chen.
This was Blood Fiend Mad Sabre, a Black-Rank Intermediate Martial Skill, and Meng Xingyu had unleashed its full power. It was a killing blow, meant to leave Jiang Chen no chance of survival!
However, Jiang Chen remained calm and unmoved in the face of this overwhelming attack.
"If I said you'll leave an arm behind, you will!" Jiang Chen's voice was like frost, filled with an unshakable dominance.
He tightened his grip on the Yanlong Sword, and at that moment, a terrifying sword intent burst forth from him. The air around Jiang Chen trembled as if resonating with his indomitable will.