Chapter 1012: Lin Nuo VS Sword Saint

Chapter 1012: Lin Nuo VS Sword Saint

The situation took a turn; the bragging ended here.

What can you do? Imagine boasting about someone dying, only for that very person to show up—it’s simply terrifying.

It’s practically a horror story now.

Could it be that this dogged Sword Saint heard his words and came to crash the party??

What a coincidence!

Once the Sword Saint arrived, both Ni Wanqing and Lin Nuo’s nerves were on edge. After all, they both knew who Li Ruo’er’s father was.

With the Sword Saint’s stubborn attitude, he likely would try to forcefully snatch her away, and no one would be able to talk him out of it.

Plus, Lin Nuo had just claimed he was dead; if he showed up now, it would be a slap to the face. If Li Ruo’er found out, it would surely ruin his credibility.

“All of you step back; don’t engage him.”

“But, Master Demon, Young Master Ling has gone to intercept him.”

“She went? To deliver a head?”

“No, she’s here to save us…”

The Sword Saint was a bane to Ling Meng; after all, in her previous life, she was killed by him. Now she was striding in there as if to deliver her own head.

Uh-oh, better hurry up. If this continues, raising such a large disciple will all be for nothing.

“Liu Shuqin, hide them; don’t let the Sword Saint find you. I’ll go meet him.”

“Alright, Junior Martial Brother, stay safe.”

Liu Shuqin nodded repeatedly and took Ni Wanqing away to find a place to hide.

“Please come with me.”

“Mm, okay.”

With that, they followed Liu Shuqin, running like villagers fleeing a ghost—if they didn’t hurry, they’d be beaten to a pulp.

“Mom, is the Sword Saint coming to kill us?”

“Uh, well… yes, yes he is…”

Ni Wanqing stammered. She just reunited with her child and already had to lie to her. What would Li Ruo’er think if she ever found out?

But since she made this lie with Lin Nuo, she had to stick with it.

“Um… then isn’t Young Master in danger?”

“Indeed, but our strength is no match for the Sword Saint. Even if we went, we’d just be a burden. Better not impose on him. We’ll hide with this young lady, and absolutely must not let the Sword Saint find us.”

Ni Wanqing said, now worried about Lin Nuo. The Sword Saint was cold, distant, and ruthless, and given that this place was filled with Demon Practitioners, he was likely going to rampage.

He must be here for Li Ruo’er, having tracked her down through the traces of the Fox People. He’d definitely been to Immortal Mountain and Hansheng Valley, and then followed the trail here.

The more she thought about it, the guiltier she felt—this was her family matter, dragging the innocent Fox People and Demon Practitioners into turmoil.

What if she stepped out and explained to the Sword Saint? Tell him his child wasn’t here.

But would he believe her? Probably not; he’d search everywhere before he gave up.

“Mom, are you worried about something?”

Seeing Ni Wanqing downcast, Li Ruo’er felt concerned.

“No, sweetheart. I’m just a bit worried. Let’s move quickly. Don’t be afraid; Mommy is here. Now that we’ve finally reunited, I won’t let you go again.”

Ni Wanqing tightened her grip on Li Ruo’er’s little hand. No matter what, she wouldn’t let her out of her sight.

…

Lin Nuo practically flew towards the scene, but even though he was fast, he was still a bit late.

This Sword Saint was exceptional. With multiple sword intents flying about, numerous Demon Practitioners fell to the ground, blood flowing like a river.

He truly was an expert at killing demons, doing so effortlessly.

Half of my troops were almost wiped out!

Why the hell do you come here when you could be looking for the Refining Demon Sect or Qin Dao?

Is it really all because of your precious daughter? Why would such a lovely and humble person as Li Ruo’er be related to a guy like you?

Is it possible that Ni Wanqing has been fooling around with someone else as well?

One can only hope—there’s no way I’m accepting that the Sword Saint is Li Ruo’er’s father.

In terms of relationships, that would make him her future father-in-law, which just doesn’t make sense.

“Ma-Master Demon…”

The fallen Demon Practitioner struggled to utter each word.

“Quick, hurry, save… Young Master…”

“With your injuries, just keep quiet.”

Lin Nuo cast some Demon Power to alleviate the Practitioner’s pain, but unfortunately, his wounds were severe, and he wouldn’t last much longer.

Can’t think about that now.

Lin Nuo rushed to the scene only to find Ling Meng already battling the Sword Saint, and she had sustained multiple injuries, looking quite bad.

“Demon, I ask you again, where is Li Ruo’er? Hand her over, and I’ll spare your life.”

The Sword Saint’s sharp sword pointed menacingly at Ling Meng, yet the battered Ling Meng refused to bow down.

“Ha… Dream on…”

Ling Meng forced out a disdainful smile. This was her stubbornness. She had faced the Sword Saint before; even though she was much stronger now than in the past, she still couldn’t touch him.

She felt utterly useless, helplessly watching her subordinates being slaughtered while she couldn’t intervene, and on top of that, she was severely injured.

What would her master think if he saw her like this?

Though she didn’t like the idea of Li Ruo’er staying by her master, she still couldn’t betray her location to survive—that would be too humiliating.

“Then die!”

The Sword Saint, cold and heartless, was about to bring his sword down. Once he did, Ling Meng wouldn’t stand a chance of avoiding it and would surely be dead.

“Get away!”

Lin Nuo roared, gripping the Dragon Phoenix Demon Sword as he charged toward the Sword Saint, swinging fiercely.

“Bang!”

Lin Nuo clashed swords with the Sword Saint, unleashing a powerful aura. Without lingering in a fight, he quickly drew Ling Meng away to a safer distance.

Ling Meng was gravely injured, and the Sword Saint’s Spirit Sword had potent demon-breaking capabilities. Any Demon Practitioner struck by his blade would swiftly lose their Demon Soul Power and become less capable.

Ling Meng was in dire straits and needed urgent care.

But there was no time to tend to her; the Sword Saint wouldn’t let him off the hook that easily.

Lin Nuo quickly affixed some magical fu onto her, stabilizing her condition for the moment and buying some precious time.

This Sword Saint is serious!?

“Lin Nuo, you came just in time. Li Ruo’er is your maid, right?”

The Sword Saint aimed his sword at Lin Nuo, who set Ling Meng down, disdainfully declaring:

“So what if she is?”

“I know she’s here. You’ve embraced demonhood; that’s no concern to me. But hiding her, I can’t just stand by. Hand her over, and I might…”

Before the Sword Saint could finish his sentence, Lin Nuo charged at him directly.

“Hand her over? Get lost!”

Lin Nuo swiftly swung his sword, engaging in a fierce duel with the Sword Saint. Both were top-tier experts; their swords flashed like lightning, moving too fast for outsiders to catch a glimpse.

Bang! Bang! Boom!

The two fought with tremendous power, shaking the entire mountain range.

Both filled with rage, the battle turned deadly, shadows of swords flew everywhere, fighting for life and death.

Lin Nuo couldn’t afford to drag this out; after all, Ling Meng was still injured.

But the Sword Saint was tenacious too. He couldn’t be taken down in one blow; they had to continue their intense swordplay. Even when the occasional hit landed, he remained unfazed.

The Sword Saint, fueled by a belief, was determined to find his child. It was the only thing he cared about in this world.

And Li Ruo’er was highly likely to be that child, supported by Ni Wanqing’s subordinates, which verified his suspicions.