All Realms: Sharing Talents Starting from Chicken Island

A cold glint flashed in Lin Yan's eyes, and he directly threatened the Sword Immortal.

The murderous aura carried by that threat immediately made the Sword Immortal's heart tighten.

This was the first time he had ever felt such murderous intent, especially coming from such a young person.

"Hey kid, that's a bit too heartless."

"Judging from your age, you must be a newcomer to the martial arts world."

Even if you can be carefree yourself, what about the young woman beside you?

"Such a kind and lovely girl, what if something happens to her because of your momentary carelessness?"

"Then what will you do? Won't you be devastated and lose a wife?"

Upon seeing Lin Yan's expression, the Sword Immortal knew that Lin Yan was just trying to scare him on purpose.

Although the murderous aura was strong, it wasn't entirely directed at him.

Otherwise, the Sword Immortal knew very well that he would probably be absolutely unable to resist such killing intent.

He naturally chose to take a gamble, wanting to see if anything interesting would happen if he followed Lin Yan.

Although, for him, the Nanzhao Kingdom was a place of heartbreak.

"Don't give me any nonsense."

"With me here, I will naturally not let anything happen to her."

"Someone like you is bound to cause some trouble."

"Stop talking nonsense and stop following us."

"We were never meant to be together, and even if we went to the Nanzhao Kingdom together, we wouldn't have any connection."

Lin Yan shook his head, directly rejecting the Drunken Sword Immortal's suggestion.

He didn't believe that the Drunken Sword Immortal would stay put.

Chapter 212 The Philosopher of Chinese Paladin, Bai Yue

Although the Sword Immortal is quite old, old enough to be Zhao Ling'er's father.

However, there is one problem: the Sword Immortal is still not someone Lin Yan feels comfortable with.

This could very well cause some trouble later on.

Although the Sword Immortal's strength is indeed quite impressive, even in this world of immortals and swords, few can defeat him.

Ke Linyan just doesn't want to accept this guy.

"You little rascal, you're so stubborn!"

"I've told you so much already, why can't you listen?"

"Don't underestimate me just because I can't beat you."

"Let me tell you, in the world today, there are definitely no more than five people who are confident they can defeat me!"

"With my abilities, escorting you there would be a piece of cake, wouldn't it?"

"You actually look down on me?"

The Sword Immortal was angered by Lin Yan's words and suddenly stood up.

He then spoke loudly to Lin Yan.

Zhao Ling'er, who was standing to the side, also showed a look of surprise when she heard what the Sword Immortal said.

"Wow, that's amazing! You're so talented, senior!"

"If you're so powerful, and you're still no match for Lin Yan, then is Lin Yan the best in the world now?"

While clapping, Zhao Ling'er also asked the Drunken Sword Immortal a question in a cheerful tone.

The points she was curious about and the points they were arguing about were completely out of sync.

The Sword Immortal, who was initially somewhat angry, was speechless when he saw Zhao Ling'er's clear eyes.

"He's not the best in the world."

"The Moon Worship Cult that is hunting you down has a leader whose strength is extraordinary."

"He has the right to compete for the title of the best in the world, and so does the Moon Worship Cult Leader."

"Of course, the strongest one is my senior brother, the leader of the Shu Mountain Sect."

“My senior brother’s cultivation is unfathomable; he should be the number one in the world.”

The Sword Immortal answered Zhao Ling'er's question immediately and began to discuss who would be the best in the world.

If Lin Yan hadn't existed, the best in the world would have been chosen between Sword Saint and Bai Yue.

In Lin Yan's opinion, the Sword Saint's cultivation should be superior.

After all, he is a true disciple of the Shu Mountain sect. To be able to sit in the position of the head of the Shu Mountain lineage, his talent and strength far surpass those of ordinary people.

The Nanzhao Kingdom was just a small country, even with the protection of the descendants of Nuwa.

That's just a small country, and in terms of heritage alone, it's absolutely no match for Mount Shu.

Since it can't even compare to the inheritance, it's obvious that it's impossible for it to surpass Shushan in many ways.

"really?"

"Senior, your senior brother is that amazing!"

"Still the best in the world!"

Zhao Ling'er looked at the Sword Immortal with admiration.

After all, this is the best in the world, so how could she not feel admiration?

But Lin Yan stood to the side with a disdainful look on his face. He was clearly the best in the world, yet he didn't care about anything.

He would rather not have such a world-class achievement.

"Waiter, the bill is due."

Lin Yan glanced at the shopkeeper and then called out to him.

After putting down the silver, he and Zhao Ling'er planned to leave first.

Since they couldn't shake off the Sword Immortal, they might as well just use their speed to crush him.

Lin Yan scooped Zhao Ling'er up in his arms and flew into the air on the Thunder Sword.

Using sword flight techniques, the speed is extremely fast.

Even when the Sword Immortal realized what was happening, it was too late to find Lin Yan's whereabouts.

"This kid, he runs so fast."

"I refuse to believe I can't catch up!"

As the Sword Immortal watched Lin Yan fly off towards the Nanzhao Kingdom, he immediately roared in anger.

He then summoned his flying sword and swiftly flew towards Lin Yan's direction.

Its speed was so great that it created gusts of sharp wind as it passed by.

Even at this speed, the Sword Immortal still couldn't see Lin Yan's whereabouts.

In terms of speed alone, Lin Yan's speed far surpasses that of the Drunken Sword Immortal.

In the blink of an eye, they had left him far behind.

But Lin Yan didn't stop there. Instead, he sped up, intending to head straight for the Nanzhao Kingdom.

. . . . . . .

Meanwhile, in the Nanzhao Kingdom, at the headquarters of the Moon Worship Cult.

Baiyue was sitting on a futon, resting with his eyes closed.

Sensing someone approaching from outside, she slowly opened her eyes.

"So, have you found the person we asked you to find?"

Bai Yue looked at the person who walked in from outside the door, her expression unchanged.

It's as if they're talking about some trivial, insignificant matter.

The person who suddenly entered was none other than Ajiu, Baiyue's trusted confidant within the sect.

Ah Jiu walked in at this moment, but the expression on her face was not so good.

"Reporting to the Master, we have not captured the person you requested."

"That person was protected by a highly skilled fighter; our men suffered heavy casualties."

Ajiu knelt on the ground, a look of shame on her face.

After all, this incident resulted in heavy casualties.