Chapter 646

Chapter 646: The Sword God’s Humiliation

The Sword God pondered for a long time before reluctantly suppressing his murderous intent. Were he alone, he’d fear no one. But as Sect Leader of East Kunlun, he had to prioritize his sect’s interests, often making bitter compromises.

"Hmph!" The Sword God sneered disdainfully. "The Ximen family clan’s honorable conduct shines through generations spanning tens of millennia. Their righteous reputation needs no introduction. Since you Mo Sect disciples bear no prior grievance against them, how dare you abuse your power? Provide valid justification now, or face my blade for your slanderous accusations!"

"Ah, such shining virtue!" Fang Lie retorted mockingly. "Only their precious son-in-law would sing such praises. Tell me Sword God – does this flattery warm your cheeks?"

The Sword God’s weathered face flushed crimson. Though not Demonic Path adherents, the Ximen clan hardly qualified as righteous. They bullied weaker sects mercilessly, exterminating entire cities within their million-mile domain until no decent sect remained.

More bandit lords than noble house, the Ximen clan made routine of pillaging and slaughter. They preyed only on weaker targets, maintaining fragile peace with major sects – their sole survival strategy.

Everyone knew their wretched reputation contradicted the Sword God’s glowing description.

Fang Lie pressed his advantage: "Seeking excuses to eliminate me? How unfortunate the Ximen clan struck first! They slaughtered my men and seized my Eighth-rank Flying Boat when I accidentally trespassed. Their elders even tried forcibly refining my treasures! Does this warrant no retaliation?"

The Sword God stiffened. Fang Lie’s ruthless honesty contrasted starkly with the Ximen clan’s habitual banditry. Why had those fools provoked the Mo Sect?

This presented dilemma. As Righteous Sects Alliance leader, he should support fellow righteous member Fang Lie. Yet familial ties bound him to the Ximen clan.

Siding with the Ximen clan meant betraying righteous principles and inviting Mo Sect retaliation. Supporting Fang Lie remained unthinkable given their personal enmity.

"Your account remains unverified," the Sword God deflected. "Withdraw while I investigate. You’ll receive justice in due time."

Fang Lie recognized the stalling tactic. Within months, the Ximen clan’s Semi-Immortals would emerge, making retaliation impossible.

"Since when does East Kunlun govern Mo Sect affairs?" Fang Lie challenged. "Avenging stolen lives and treasures falls within my rights!"

The Sword God’s laughter held no mirth. "Impudent whelp! Move again and I’ll slay you here. Let Mo Qianxun protest afterward!"

Internally, he congratulated himself. As senior elder, punishing disrespect justified annihilating Fang Lie’s clones without political repercussions.

Fang Lie stretched his neck forward. "Slay me then! But know this – for every clone destroyed, I’ll execute an East Kunlun Elder. Eliminate all three hundred clones, and I’ll abandon the Ximen clan… to besiege East Kunlun instead."

The Sword God’s sword intent flickered erratically as rage warred with pragmatism. Three hundred clones wreaking havoc across East Kunlun’s vulnerable resource towns spelled disaster. Teleporting between attack sites would exhaust even a Semi-Immortal.

"Are you threatening me?" the Sword God growled.

"Stating facts," Fang Lie corrected. "The Fang Family tolerates no bullies. The Ximen clan murdered and robbed me. Help them, and you become my enemy. Your title holds no terror for me."

The Sword God grimaced. Fang Family stubbornness was legendary – once wronged, they pursued vengeance relentlessly. The Ximen clan’s overreach had unleashed an indestructible scourge.

Supporting the Ximen clan meant enduring endless harassment from an unkillable foe. Yet abandoning in-laws contradicted decades of alliance.

"Decide quickly," Fang Lie pressed. "Kill me or watch me plunder."

"You-" The Sword God’s blade hand twitched impotently as Fang Lie turned away.

"Wait!" The Sword God gritted through clenched teeth. "Cease hostilities. I’ll negotiate your compensation."

Fang Lie paused. Having reclaimed the Spirit Jade mines and Ten-Thousand-Year Field, retrieving his Netherworld Flying Boat would complete restitution.

"You have one hour," Fang Lie declared. "Exceed it, and I resume operations."

He vanished, though three hundred clones continued scouting the Ximen territory with Void Divine Eyes. Whether negotiating or fighting, Fang Lie would claim his due.