Nine Yang Sword Saint

“This person in front of you is not Yan Nantian. He is Yang Dingtian, our Young Lord. The future City Lord of Cloud Heaven City.” Mu Liancheng then said, “City Lord Ximen has bestowed my life and your mother’s life. Right now, your life is also bestowed by Young Lord. You say, isn’t your duty to serve him as a servant? Isn’t it a blessing for you?”

Mu Lianyi looked at Yang Dingtian with disbelief!

City Lord, City Lord, City Lord! Mu Lianyi had heard of this term countless times since she was young.

For the past few months, she had heard a new term, which was Young Lord. She similarly heard this term from her father’s mouth countless times.

In fact, Mu Liancheng had been planning to send her to the Cloud Heaven City for the past few months, for her to serve Young Lord Yang Dingtian as a servant. If it wasn’t for the incident at the Cloud Heaven City, he might have already sent Mu Lianyi over.

This Big Brother Yan, who was her sworn brother, was actually that rumored Yang Dingtian, that rumored Young Lord. Countless emotions surged out instantly.

Although she knew Ximen Wuya had once saved their lives, in her heart, she had hate more than gratitude towards Ximen Wuya.

Because of Ximen Wuya’s existence, her father had been living in agony and guilt for his entire life. The entire Mu Clan was unable to live freely and happily.

As for that rumored Young Lord, Mu Lianyi had even more resentment for him in her heart. For what reason did this delicate, charming, and free beauty had to be born as his servant and on what basis?

In this instant, Mu Lianyi looked at Yang Dingtian with complicated eyes.

Feeling the sudden animosity from Mu Lianyi, Yang Dingtian couldn’t help but let out a bitter smile. He then spoke to Mu Liancheng, “Uncle Mu, can you dismiss yourself first? I have something to speak with Lianyi.”

“Yes, Young Lord.” Mu Liancheng bowed with respect and spoke in a cold voice to Mu Lianyi, “Mu Lianyi, you remember this. You belong to Young Lord when you are alive. Even when you die, you are the Young Lord’s ghost. Forget about that Wu Xingwen, who you pledged to marry without my approval!”

Finishing his statement, Mu Liancheng faced Yang Dingtian and backed out of the room with the utmost respect.

Suddenly, the room was only left with Yang Dingtian and Mu Lianyi. The current atmosphere had turned immense and awkward.

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“Lianyi, we need to discuss how to deal with this matter again.” Yang Dingtian smiled and said, “Uncle Mu’s tone was overly firm and stubborn, and I must not immediately refute him either. But don’t you worry, I will use my status as the Young Lord to order him and let you have your freedom for happiness. How about it?”

Mu Lianyi’s face instantly turned slightly gentle before she bowed with respect. “Thank you, Young Lord.”

Her attitude suddenly became respectful but had this distant tone in it, which sounded rather indifferent.

“Young Lord, don’t blame for my attitude. I am truly unable to suppress my emotions. That’s right, I hate City Lord Ximen, and I also hate you, Young Lord Yang Dingtian.” Mu Lianyi said, “Do you know how have we been living for these years?”

“I’d like to hear the details,” Yang Dingtian replied.

“We have been living every single moment with an immense mountain on our backs, as my father has always been living in guilt. Before my mother gave birth to me, she had been on the run and suffered a lot. Thus, after she gave birth to me, her body was extremely frail and riddled with illnesses. But after we came to the southwest continent to build up the Mu Clan Docks, my father has never once spoken to my mother, no matter how gentle and how affectionate she was. On the outside appearance, they looked like a pair of husband and wife with loving affection, but as long as there wasn’t anyone else around, my father never spoke to my mother, he wouldn’t even touch her. He had never forgiven my mother, and when I was five years old, my mother passed away.”

“Over that single night, my father had aged by ten years. He loved my mother very much, but he felt that he owed City Lord Ximen too much, and the guilt in his heart prevented him from loving my mother. It was also because of this guilt that he doesn’t believe that he deserves happiness. He is forever living in guilt and forever feeling that he owes City Lord Ximen. It is also because of me, that prevented him from rushing at Yin Yang Sect and sacrificing himself to repay City Lord Ximen.”

“With the City Lord gone and the Young Lord appearing, my father couldn’t wait to give everything to you. That naturally includes me,” Mu Lianyi let out a mournful smile.

After taking a deep breath, Mu Lianyi said, “My father is finished and only has the thoughts of becoming a slave. But I want freedom, and I would rather die without it. So, I want to pursue the rights for my own happiness; I want the rights for my emotions. I will not be a servant for you, Young Lord Yang Dingtian.”

Yang Dingtian nodded and said, “I know. I will go talk to your father about this.”

As soon as he finished talking, Yang Dingtian was going to leave the room.

“Thank you, Big Brother Yan.” Mu Lianyi’s voice suddenly became very gentle as she spoke, “My resentment earlier wasn’t towards you, and it was towards that rumored Young Lord. In my heart, you will always be my Big Brother Yan.”

Yang Dingtian paused and put on a smile.

“Then, your little sister’s lifelong happiness will be all resting on Big Brother’s shoulders,” Mu Lianyi said.

“Don’t worry,” Yang Dingtian replied and walked out.

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“Uncle Mu, I will never take Mu Lianyi as my woman.” Yang Dingtian walked in front of Mu Liancheng and spoke directly, “She doesn’t have this obligation, and she has absolute freedom and the rights for her choice of happiness.”

Mu Liancheng’s body shivered, and he turned silent.

Two minutes later, Mu Liancheng said, “Young Lord, even if my daughter isn’t blessed to be with you, I will not approve of her being together with that Wu Xinglie.”

“Why?” Yang Dingtian asked, “What is the problem with Wu Xinglie? He is already very accomplished, at least more than me, who is just the successor of the Cloud Heaven City Lord by name.”

Mu Liancheng replied, “Young Lord, Faction Head Li just received a piece of information. That Blazing Fire Cavalry of the Heaven Dao Union’s Southwest section is actually an armed force that belongs to the Northwest Qin Clan, which was sent to the southwest continent. They are just using the name of the Heaven Dao Union to conceal the Northwest Qin Clan’s ambition. This Wu Xinglie is actually the trusted aide of the Northwest Qin Clan’s Young Lord. He is actually the Young Lord’s sword slave. Just like the relationship between City Lord Ximen and me.”

Yang Dingtian knitted his brows and said, “Is this information accurate?”

“It is accurate.” Mu Liancheng said, “Moreover, their first objective on the southwest continent is the Raging Flames Castle. They are going to take in the Raging Flames Castle as their lackeys. Hence the reason why they didn’t exterminate the members of the Raging Flames Castle.”

Yang Dingtian took a deep breath and said, “If that is the case, Mu Lianyi really cannot marry Wu Xinglie. Otherwise, it would be blood on our hands in the future.”

Yang Dingtian didn’t insist unreasonably that love took priority and immediately denied Mu Lianyi’s request.

“I will go discuss with her about this matter,” Yang Dingtian said and walked out.

Mu Liancheng spoke with gratitude, “Young Lord, let me go speak with her.”

“It’s fine,” Yang Dingtian replied.

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“How is it, Big Brother Yan?! Did my father agree?” Seeing Yang Dingtian walked in, Mu Lianyi ran over with a hopeful expression.

Yang Dingtian shook his head immediately.

Mu Lianyi’s body shivered and spoke with a sobbing voice, “On what reason? Why? Why doesn’t he agree?”

Yang Dingtian said, “He isn’t the only one that doesn’t agree. I will not either.”

Mu Lianyi was startled as she looked at Yang Dingtian with a puzzled expression as she asked, “Why don’t you agree? What, what rights do you have to disagree with?”

“Wu Xinglie is a member of the Northwest Qin Clan, and you are a member of the Cloud Heaven City. The two powers cannot exist together. The two of you cannot be together,” Yang Dingtian spoke firmly and resolutely.

“I am not a member of the Cloud Heaven City, and I don’t care about being one either.” Mu Lianyi spoke in a loud voice, “You are the Young Lord of my father, not my Young Lord. You don’t have the authority to be asking me what to do.”

“This isn’t up to you. You have the right not to be my servant, but you don’t have the right to marry a member of the Northwest Qin Clan,” Yang Dingtian spoke in a firm tone.

“No, I insist on being with him. No one in the world can obstruct me. Furthermore, you are just a bullshit Young Lord that is totally unrelated to me.” Mu Lianyi spoke with anger, “Don’t think that I don’t know what you are thinking… You are jealous of Xingwen. You appear to be magnanimous and pretend to help us fulfill our wishes. In fact, your heart desires to possess me. Because you aren’t able to accomplish your goal, you wouldn’t let other men obtain me either.”

Yang Dingtian was instantly surprised to hear this. He couldn’t believe that Mu Lianyi would say such things.

“Hmph…” Mu Lianyi let out a sneer and said, “You are jealous of Xingwen, you are jealous that he is stronger, more outstanding and more awe-inspiring than you now. Of course, you are unwilling to see him do well and unwilling to see us together.”

Yang Dingtian was utterly speechless. He looked at Mu Lianyi with shock and was truly at a loss for words.

“Outrageous! You ungrateful woman,” Mu Liancheng rushed in from the outside and gave a hard slap to Mu Lianyi.

“Pa…” A loud, crisp sound echoed.

Mu Lianyi’s delicate body was sent flying and crashed onto the ground.

Her charming face instantly swelled up while fresh blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.

Despite getting slapped, Mu Lianyi still had this stubborn face that wasn’t going to yield. She then spoke to Mu Liancheng, “Daddy, even if you beat me to death, I am still going to say it. You are the slave of Cloud Heaven City, but I am not. I am a free soul. You can be the slave of the Cloud Heaven City all you want, but I don’t care for it. You can be Yang Dingtian’s servant all you want, but I am not going to do it. Even if you beat me to death, I am still going to pursue my freedom and feelings. I am still going to together with Xingwen.”

Mu Liancheng was instantly trembling from anger. His vision was blackening, and he nearly fainted.

Mu Liancheng clenched his fist hard and spoke, “Mu Lianyi, if that is so, then I will tell you this directly. If you want to be with Wu Xinglie, then you will not be my daughter. From now on, we will sever our relationship as father and daughter. If you want to be the woman of the Northwest Qin Clan, then you will not be the daughter of the Cloud Heaven City.”

Finishing his reprimanding, Mu Liancheng turned and walked out.

“Another thing. Mu Lianyi, if you dare to expose Young Lord’s identity, I will kill you!”

Mu Liancheng said the last few words with an icy cold and resolute tone. When Mu Lianyi heard it, her face became deathly white and was robbed of all the color of blood.

Only Yang Dingtian and Mu Lianyi were left in the room.

Yang Dingtian didn’t have any intention to help Mu Lianyi up, nor did he intend to make any explanation.

Mu Lianyi’s heart was filled with resentment and prejudice. No amount of explanation was going to be of any use.

“You consider if your father or your lover is more important. Moreover, the Northwest Qin Clan entered the southwest continent with treacherous intentions. Wu Xinglie isn’t as simple as he seems,” Yang Dingtian spoke in an indifferent tone.

Mu Lianyi lifted her head and let out a sarcastic laugh while saying, “Young Lord Yang Dingtian, don’t forget that Xingwen rescued your life three days ago. Now you can’t wait to vilify him?”

“Oh, that’s right.” Mu Lianyi continued, “Three days ago, I owed you my life, but Xingwen rescued your life. I am his lover, so we are of the same entity. From now on, I don’t owe you anything.”

Yang Dingtian spoke in an indifferent tone, “You never owed me in the first place. Of course, I don’t think I owe anything to Wu Xinglie, either.”

“Hurhur…” Mu Lianyi let out a sneer.

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It was the nighttime; Yang Dingtian was resting in a meditative position. He suddenly felt a figure entering his room, which caused all his pores to expanded abruptly, but quickly relaxed again.

Because there was this familiar fragrance that drifted in at the same time, but he still didn’t open his eyes.

“Hey!” That person yelled out.

Yang Dingtian opened his eyes. He instantly saw this healthy and captivating figure standing in the dark.

It was Mu Lianyi, and she was wearing a pure black skintight suit while standing right in front of Yang Dingtian.

“Is there a problem?” Yang Dingtian asked with knitted brows.

“Follow me,” Mu Lianyi said.

“To where?” Yang Dingtian asked as he immediately saw that Mu Lianyi had this baggage with her.

“Just follow me.” Mu Lianyi spoke coldly, “Didn’t you want the Fire Immunity Chilling Pearl? Follow me to retrieve it. I have hidden it in a place where no one knows about it.”

Yang Dingtian had hesitation in his heart, but Mu Lianyi had already left like a cat vanishing without a trace.

Yang Dingtian quickly got up and chased after her.