Chapter Fourteen: Revealing One’s True Strength!

Lin Jun’s face darkened.

The Sword Sovereign was being outrageous!

His disciple had just taken first place, and he immediately opened the inner trial domain, even allowing Golden Core disciples in to reshuffle the ranks!

This was clearly a blatant attempt to prevent Lin Jun’s Ten Thousand Laws Peak from claiming the top spot!

“As the leader of a sect, your narrow-mindedness is truly astounding,” Lin Jun seethed inwardly.

Just as he worried whether those Golden Core disciples who had entered before were secretly ordered by the Sword Sovereign to harm his two disciples, the “trial screen” above the sky suddenly vanished.

“Apologies, but our sect’s special treasure, the Haotian Mirror, is damaged and cannot project anything from within the secret realm. Let us await good news quietly,” the Sword Sovereign said expressionlessly as he stood up and waved his hand, retrieving a small mirror.

Though he spoke with an apology, his demeanor was nothing but domineering.

Bang!

Lin Jun suddenly rose to his feet.

“Senior Brother Sect Leader! The Haotian Mirror is a rare and precious treasure; how could it be so easily damaged? As a sect leader, do not resort to such underhanded tricks!”

Though Lin Jun was below, he stared coldly at the Sword Sovereign atop the peak. “I don’t care what you’re planning, but if my disciples suffer harm, I will never let you go!”

The Sword Sovereign’s sharp gaze turned toward him, cold and merciless.

“Lin Jun, do you realize what you’re saying? Just for your words today, I could accuse you of insubordination!”

“I could expel you from the sect, leaving you to perish on your own!”

“Insubordination? I am Lin Jun, the Lord of Ten Thousand Laws Peak! I stand on equal footing with you!”

Lin Jun stared back coldly, his worry for his two disciples who had vanished from the screen growing heavier.

“Hahaha…” The Sword Sovereign laughed loudly, his voice shaking the void.

“Have you not woken up yet? You think yourself worthy to be compared with us?”

A voice from the Herbs Peak leader taunted loudly.

The Sword Sovereign suddenly lowered his head, a murderous gleam flashing in his eyes.

“Lin Jun, I granted you the title of Lord of Ten Thousand Laws Peak out of respect for your father. But do you really think you deserve it?”

“I gave you face by calling you ‘Junior Brother.’ Without that, I could crush you with a single finger.”

“Don’t you really understand?”

An invisible aura suddenly radiated behind the Sword Sovereign…

Lin Jun met the lofty Sword Sovereign’s gaze calmly.

“I was appointed Lord of the Peak according to the Founder’s laws. How, then, can you claim to have granted it? Do you think you can replace the Founder?”

The Sword Sovereign sneered disdainfully.

“Does it matter if I can or not? You, a worthless cripple who cannot cultivate, dare to use the Founder’s name to threaten me? If the Founder were still alive, you’d be the first to die!”

“Today I’ll make it clear, Lin Jun. Don’t say I didn’t give you a chance. If you’re sensible, resign your position as Lord of Ten Thousand Laws Peak, and I’ll grant you a life of mundane wealth and honor.”

“But if you’re stubborn, don’t blame me for being ruthless.”

“From now on, no mortal shall be allowed in the Dao Path Sect! That is my decree!”

The other peak leaders, unprepared for such upheaval, all sat up anxiously.

“So, Senior Brother Sect Leader, are you acting on behalf of the Founder?” Lin Jun stared fiercely at the Sword Sovereign, matching him word for word.

“Now, I only want to see the safety of my disciples in the secret realm. Yet you keep hiding things. Do you intend to doom my disciples without letting me know?”

“You want to see? Fine. First, truly become the Lord of Ten Thousand Laws Peak, then talk to me about conditions.”

The Sword Sovereign sat back down, no longer bothering to glance at Lin Jun.

After today, this man would cease to exist in the Dao Path Sect.

“Is it truly enough to have cultivation to become Lord of Ten Thousand Laws Peak?” Lin Jun slowly scanned the Sword Sovereign and the indifferent peak leaders seated with him.

Some Dao Path Sect disciples who had yet to enter the trial watched this scene, some tense, others sneering.

“Heh, has Uncle Lin gone mad? Repressed for so long, has his self-awareness distorted? Does he think he’s the legendary protagonist, planning a king’s comeback?”

“This has been bound to happen. Lin Jun is nothing but a cripple, yet he monopolizes the resources of a peak in our Dao Path Sect. By himself, he drags down the overall level of our sect, preventing any progress in our annual sect star upgrades. He’s a traitor for the ages!”

“Isn’t that too harsh? Uncle Lin is a good person. Just because he can’t cultivate doesn’t mean our great Dao Path Sect can’t accommodate a mortal!”

“Hmph, what do you know? Innocent men are condemned for their talents! In this brutal cultivation world, your respect-for-the-elder nonsense is why you’re still just at Qi Refinement!”

“Get out of the Dao Path Sect!”

“Get out of the Dao Path Sect!”

“…”

Many disciples stood with the Sword Sovereign, shouting angrily, their eyes red with fervor.

They had long coveted Ten Thousand Laws Peak and could no longer contain themselves.

Amid the passionate assault on Lin Jun, suddenly—

Boom!

A vast aura erupted from Lin Jun, sending several disciples near him flying backward!

This aura surged like ocean waves, rising to the sky, carrying Lin Jun’s anger and scattering the dark clouds.

Though not overwhelmingly powerful, it shocked the disciples.

“Foundation Establishment… Foundation Establishment, Perfected?”

“Impossible! Am I crazy, or has the world gone mad? Lin Jun actually has cultivation?”

“What’s going on? Could it be that Lin Jun has been hiding his true strength all these years?”

“…”

“Bold Lin Jun, possessing cultivation yet pretending to be a mortal, deceiving the sect—what crime do you deserve?”

The Battle Peak leader slammed his hand down and shouted angrily.

A flicker of surprise flashed in the Sword Sovereign’s eyes, but he quickly composed himself, looking down at Lin Jun.

“Lin Jun, you’ve exceeded my expectations. So what if you have Foundation Establishment cultivation? Do you really think that a mere Perfected Foundation Establishment is enough to solidify your position as Lord of Ten Thousand Laws Peak?”

“You said I had no cultivation and was unworthy of being Lord. Now that I’ve revealed my cultivation, you say I still don’t deserve it. So, is right and wrong decided solely by you?”

Lin Jun lowered his head, then slowly raised it again, his dark eyes filled with coldness.

Though his appearance was aged, his aura was terrifying.

“Hahaha…” The Sword Sovereign laughed as he stood, unleashing the overwhelming might of a Perfected Nascent Soul, shaking heaven and earth, forcing nearby peak leaders to retreat.

The disciples below all bowed in submission.

“So what if you have it? So what if you don’t? What can you do?”

The Sword Sovereign’s eyes brimmed with scorn.

“Junior Brother, today I’ll give you one last lesson. In this world, except for your father’s domain, strength rules everywhere. I’m stronger than you, so you must obey me! Hand over the Lordship of Ten Thousand Laws Peak!”

He spoke as a colossal hand materialized, sweeping toward Lin Jun. The surging Nascent Soul energy looked as if it could crush Lin Jun like an ant.

“Is that so?” Lin Jun’s expression was grim.

Since assuming the Lordship of Ten Thousand Laws Peak, the Sword Sovereign had been hostile at every turn, coveting everything about the peak.

But everything in Ten Thousand Laws Peak did not come from the Dao Path Sect; it was painstakingly accumulated over a thousand years by his father, the Ten Thousand Laws Venerable, who earned great merit to secure a place for him.

Today, these people not only wanted to strip him of his father’s legacy but also expel him from the sect.

All because he was not strong enough.

He stared coldly at the Sword Sovereign.

“Does being stronger than me mean you can do whatever you want?”

The lofty Sword Sovereign sneered disdainfully. The giant hand aimed to seize him and toss him out of the sect.

“System, I want to keep burning my life force! Overdraw my future cultivation!”

Lin Jun roared inwardly.

He had once overdrafted his cultivation and nearly died, a terrifying experience.

But that was because the cultivation he overdrafted was unknown future power.

Now, the Sword Sovereign was only a Perfected Nascent Soul, and though Lin Jun’s source was damaged, he still had thirteen years of life left!

To subdue such an arrogant Sword Sovereign once more—

Though dangerous, it was a risk worth taking!