I Have A Sword

Chapter 640: Try And Use Reason

When Mu Cheng regained his composure, beads of cold sweat started to form on his forehead.

Seven Ancestral Veins!

Under normal circumstances, having one Ancestral Vein was already extremely extraordinary. After all, the entire Mu Clan only possessed one. Yet, this young man had seven!

Not only that, he was blatantly showing off these Ancestral Veins to them.

What does this mean? Is he doing this just to flaunt his wealth?

Mu Cheng found it unlikely because this young man did not seem like someone who liked to show off his wealth. Intuition told him that this young man was trying to goad the Mu Clan into robbing him so that he would have an excuse to annihilate them.

Yes! That must be it!

Mu Cheng glared at Ye Guan, his conviction growing stronger.

In front of Ye Guan, Captain Mu's eyes widened in disbelief. She was completely stunned when she saw his seven Ancestral Veins. She never would have thought that he was telling the truth when he said that he was rich. She truly regretted her actions now. If she had not been greedy from the start, wanting to monopolize the treasures, they could have formed a good relationship with one another. And if she had allied herself with him, the benefits would be endless. Unfortunately, she chose to become his enemy.

As if realizing something, Captain Mu abruptly lifted her head to look at him.

Why did he take out seven Ancestral Veins? And why would he dare to?

Obviously, he was doing it on purpose. He was not afraid of the Mu Clan. In fact, he was trying to get the Mu Clan to rob him.

With this thought, Captain Mu turned to look at the members of the Mu Clan and saw the greediness in their eyes. Then, she looked at Mu Cheng, whose gaze had now become calm. Her heart sank. She knew that her Clan Leader would not intervene anymore. This was clearly a trap and the Clan Leader knew it.

At that moment, Ye Guan swung his sword and Captain Mu's head flew out. Blood gushed out from her decapitated neck.

"How dare you!" An elite from the Mu Clan yelled. He was about to seize the opportunity to attack, but he was stopped by Mu Cheng, who was beside him.

Mu Cheng said, "Let him go."

The faces of the Mu Clan members were filled with disbelief. One of the elders roared angrily, "Clan Leader..."

Mu Cheng gave the elder a cold look, causing the elder to be shocked. The elder opened his lips, but he did not dare to say anything.

Mu Cheng turned to look at Ye Guan and said, "You've already killed her. The score between us is settled."

Ye Guan did not reply. He calmly collected his seven Ancestral Veins and then turned to leave.

As they watched him leave, the faces of the elites from the Mu Clan turned incredibly grim, filled with indignation. It was humiliating.

Mu Cheng looked at them with a fierce expression in his eyes and said, "Use your brains. Why would he take out seven Ancestral Veins for us to see?"

Everyone froze. That's right, why would this young man take out seven Ancestral Veins? It can't just be for showing off, right?

The old man stared at him without a word. If he were to strike, he was eighty percent sure that he could kill this young man. As someone in the Divine Dao Realm with thirty-percent divinity, to say that he was only eighty percent sure he could kill this young man who was only in the Heaven Dao Realm was quite embarrassing. However, he was well aware that he might not even have an eighty percent chance.

The remaining twenty percent consisted of unknown factors, and ten percent of it was attributed to the sword he was holding.

After thinking about it for a long while, the old man flicked off some ash from his cigarette and chuckled, saying, "Then... let's try and use reason first?"

Ye Guan asked, "How about using our fists directly instead?"

The old man took two puffs of his cigarette and asked, "You're that confident?"

Ye Guan shook his head. "Not really. You just don't seem like someone who's reasonable."

"Whether I am reasonable or not depends on who I'm talking to. We can have a chat first. If talking doesn't work out, we'll use our fists."

"Fair enough. Let's have a chat first, then."

"I don't care about your enmity with the Mu Clan, but you should be aware that violence is prohibited here in the Dao Market. Yet, you've resorted to violence twice. How do you explain that?"

"The first time I acted, I killed someone from the Qi Clan because they accused me of stealing her Ancestral Vein... Strictly speaking, this is a matter between me and the Qi Clan and it's unrelated to the Dao Market. What do you think?"

"And what about the second time?"

Ye Guan recounted the details of the incident, without embellishing it. There was no need to do so anyway.

After listening to Ye Guan's explanation, the old man exhaled another puff of smoke and then said, "So you're saying that the Dao Market treated you unfairly first, which led you to resort to violence. Is that it?"

Ye Guan nodded and replied, "Yes."

The old man pondered for a few moments before he said, "Now I know the ins and outs of what happened... How about we settle this with our fists?"

Ye Guan nodded again. "I also think that reasoning with you won't work..."

The old man shook his head, interrupting him, "It does, but whether or not your explanation was reasonable and whether or not I accept your explanation are separate matters altogether."

"Shall we go somewhere else to fight?" asked Ye Guan.

"Of course," the old man answered. He waved his sleeve and instantly, they appeared in a starry sky. The old man continued smoking as he looked at Ye Guan and said, "Come on, let me see how strong a swordsman in the Heaven Dao Realm can be."

After a slight pause, he continued, "You have to use that special sword. Otherwise, you have no chance of winning."

Ye Guan exclaimed, "Of course!"

He opened his palm and the Qingxuna Sword appeared in his hands. The old man looked at the sword before he said, "That's a fine sword."

Without wasting any more words, Ye Guan took a step forward and the next moment, a streak of sword light could be seen flashing across the air...