Dragon-Marked War God

Bai Wenjun felt extremely aggrieved. He had never fought such a frustrating battle. This fight had left him without any temper left at all, and to make matters worse, he still did not know who his opponent was. That kind of frustration was hard to bear.

“We will meet again. I, Bai Wenjun, will remember this. I will repay today’s humiliation twice over someday. Jiang Chen, hiding behind a woman, you’ll never amount to anything, hahaha.”

Bai Wenjun sneered and quickly fled, not daring to linger in the fight at all, because he knew that if he kept fighting, he was sure to lose. So at this time, retreating was the best and the only choice.

“What heroes could ever come out of a land of barbarians? Trash.”

Jiang Chen shook his head. At this time, he no longer had anything to worry about. Tantai Jingzang and Jian Dongliu were both seriously injured, and only Jiang Chen and Xue Liang were left. It was just that the Candle Dragon Sword in his hand was extremely fearsome even for Jiang Chen. The sword’s violent aura was too heavy and its killing qi too turbulent. Xue Liang might not be able to control it.

“This sword isn’t of much use to me. It’s just… you might not be able to control it. Once you take the Sword Lord seat, give the Candle Dragon Sword back to me.”

Jiang Chen shook his head and tossed the sword straight to Xue Liang.

Xue Liang’s face lit up with joy and he nodded heavily. Only when he gripped the Candle Dragon Sword did he realize Jiang Chen had not been exaggerating. The killing qi in this Candle Dragon Sword was too ferocious. He could not suppress it at all. That Jiang Chen could suppress this Candle Dragon Sword was truly no easy feat.

Although Jian Dongliu and Tantai Jingzang were both unwilling to accept it, Jiang Chen had clearly become the center of everything now. Even the Drawing Sword Sect’s refining grandmaster Tuoba Longyu was standing at Jiang Chen’s side. What more could Jian Dongliu say? The real son couldn’t compare to the adopted one. Still, it was lucky for him that he was a member of the Drawing Sword Sect. Otherwise, his life might now be hanging by a thread too.

“I’ve spared you once again. How are you going to thank me this time?”

Jiang Chen looked at Tantai Jingzang. Tantai Jingzang’s expression was cold. At this moment, she had nothing to say.

“If you wanted to kill me, I’m afraid you wouldn’t have waited until now, would you?”

Tantai Jingzang said.

“You’re right. Women should still keep to their place a little. I’ve saved you several times already, but I don’t know when I might lose my patience. For someone who keeps trying to kill me, my patience isn’t without limit.”

Jiang Chen’s words gave Tantai Jingzang a jolt. She clearly felt a coldness from Jiang Chen that had never been there before. Although she and Jiang Chen could hardly be called close friends, at this moment she felt the distance between them had grown very great.

Tantai Jingzang said nothing and turned to leave. The instant she brushed past Jiang Chen, she said in a low voice:

“I’ll remember what you said.”

With that, she vanished into the Lishan Sword Tomb.

“Little junior brother, don’t you want this Sword Lord position of the Drawing Sword Sect?”

Tuoba Longyu transmitted his voice.

“The Sword Lord position of the Drawing Sword Sect is very tempting, but it doesn’t mean much to me. As for the Candle Dragon Sword, I’ll still be taking it back, because Xue Liang simply can’t control such a powerful peerless divine weapon right now.”

Jiang Chen looked at Tuoba Longyu.

“Jiang Chen…”

Xue Liang looked at Jiang Chen with deep emotion, full of gratitude. The Candle Dragon Sword that Jiang Chen had risked his life to get, and the chance to step at once into one of the Drawing Sword Sect’s nine Sword Lord seats, he had given all of it to him.

Great kindness needs no thanks. Xue Liang did not know what to say anymore.

“No need to say anything. I know you need it more than I do.”

Jiang Chen said with a smile.

The group quickly left the Lishan Sword Tomb. At this moment, the Drawing Sword Sect’s Sect Master Jian Tang, the Great Elder Jian Wu and the eight Sword Lords were all there to welcome them with smiles.

Xue Liang came out holding the Candle Dragon Sword and became the center of everyone’s attention. But at this moment, Jian Tang knew that this Candle Dragon Sword should have belonged to Jiang Chen.

Without anyone noticing, Jian Dongliu must have already told Jian Tang everything that had happened in the Lishan Sword Tomb.

“I said before that whoever obtains the peerless divine weapon of our Drawing Sword Sect’s refining grandmaster Tuoba Longyu will be the ninth Sword Lord of our Drawing Sword Sect. Now that Xue Liang holds the Candle Dragon Sword, he is the ninth Sword Lord.”

Before Jian Tang had even finished speaking, everyone showed gratified smiles.

“Thank you for your hard work, Brother Tuoba.”

Jian Tang said with a smile, exchanging a smile with Tuoba Longyu. As a refining grandmaster, Tuoba Longyu was an honored guest of the Drawing Sword Sect and naturally had to be treated with courtesy.

“But… what I, Jian Tang, want to say today is, if we are so fortunate, may our sect invite Brother Jiang Chen to also become one of our Drawing Sword Sect’s Sword Lords? A tenth, honorary Sword Lord. What does Brother Jiang Chen think?”

Jian Tang’s gaze turned and fell on Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen was taken aback. He had not expected this Jian Tang to want him to be an honorary Sword Lord of the Drawing Sword Sect.

Jiang Chen knew this was Jian Tang trying to win him over. He and Xue Liang were like brothers, and now Xue Liang had become one of the Drawing Sword Sect’s Sword Lords. This tenth honorary Sword Lord seat left Jiang Chen not knowing whether to laugh or cry. But it also showed that Jian Tang thought quite highly of Jiang Chen. After all, Jian Tang knew how Jiang Chen had performed in the Lishan Sword Tomb. If the Drawing Sword Sect did not grab an expert like this, it would be a great loss.

An Early Divine Emperor expert had taken on several Mid Divine Emperor experts by force, and even the Drawing Sword Sect’s number one genius Jian Dongliu had only been able to swallow his defeat. So naturally Jian Tang had his own plans, to keep talent for the Drawing Sword Sect.

“Very well, then I, Jiang Chen, will gratefully accept. Thank you, Sect Master Jian Tang, for your kind regard.”

Jiang Chen said.

Among the people of the Drawing Sword Sect, only the Great Elder Jian Wu and Jian Tang were very happy. The other Sword Lords were somewhat at a loss. Was the Sect Master weakening their power in a roundabout way to keep things in balance?

Xue Liang looked at Jiang Chen. He had not expected that this time they would score a double, both being promoted to Sword Lords of the Drawing Sword Sect.

“Good, from now on our Drawing Sword Sect will have ten Sword Lords, hahaha. This calls for celebration. Sword Lord Xue Liang, Sword Lord Jiang Chen. Although it’s an honorary title, from now on Brother Jiang Chen is a member of our Drawing Sword Sect.”

Jian Tang said, laughing heartily, in high spirits.

“This time I can also call my work complete. It’s time for me to go out and travel for a while, haha. I’ve refined an Upper Grade Primal Origin Treasure for the Drawing Sword Sect. It’s just that this sword’s violent aura is too heavy. I’m afraid only Sword Lord Jiang Chen can wield it.”

Tuoba Longyu said with a smile.

Jian Tang and Jian Wu exchanged a glance. Both of them greatly admired Tuoba Longyu. An Upper Grade Primal Origin Treasure filled even them with shock. But the more powerful a divine weapon was, the more it had a spirit of its own, and it did not suit just anyone. With the Candle Dragon Sword in Xue Liang’s hand, Jian Tang could feel how hard it was for Xue Liang. It seemed he had to use every bit of his strength just to barely withstand the overwhelming momentum of the Candle Dragon Sword.