Chapter 214: Royal Swords Hate Cowards
The five outside cultivators surrounded Damian from every direction, their greed no longer hidden.
Damian held the [Crimson Thunder Eclipse] on his shoulder and looked at them with lazy amusement. "Since you all look so confident, I’ll be generous."
The leading cultivator frowned. "What nonsense are you saying now?"
Damian smiled. "I’ll let you make the first move. After all, I’m quite strong."
The five men froze.
Damian continued casually, "I’ll give you one chance. Use your strongest moves. Otherwise, you’ll complain later that I bullied you too fast."
The five cultivators’ faces darkened at once.
"You arrogant bastard!"
"Do you really think you can fight all five of us alone?"
"You’ll regret looking down on us!"
Damian sighed. "Still talking? I said I let you make the first move, not your blabber your mouths like dogs."
That sentence finally snapped their patience.
Five Golden Core auras erupted at the same time.
BOOM!
Sword Qi filled the silver domain.
The first cultivator raised his sword, and golden sword light wrapped around the blade.
[Golden River Splitting Sword]
The second stepped forward, his sword Qi turning into heavy earthen waves.
[Mountain Burial Sword Art]
The third moved like a shadow, his blade vanishing into the mist.
[Hidden Snake Sword]
The fourth and fifth attacked together, creating crossing sword lights that formed a sharp net.
[Twin Star Cutting Formation]
For a moment, five martial arts crashed toward Damian from every direction.
Damian only smiled and moved as crimson thunder crawled across the [Crimson Thunder Eclipse]. "Good. At least you can make some noise."
He raised the sword with one hand.
Chaos Qi surged.
Crimson lightning exploded.
The air trembled as Damian’s sword intent turned violent, hot, and destructive.
[Burning Thunder Sword]
RUMBLE!
Damian swung.
A crimson thunder flame sword arc tore through the silver domain like a burning storm.
BOOOOOOM!
The golden river shattered.
The mountain sword Qi collapsed.
The hidden snake blade was blasted out of the mist.
The twin star net burned apart before it could even touch him.
The five cultivators’ expressions changed from confidence to horror in an instant.
"What?!"
"How can one sword art break all of ours?!"
The burning thunder arc slammed into them.
BANG!
All five men were thrown backward at the same time, blood spraying from their mouths.
They crashed into the ground, rolled across the silver stone, and groaned like dying dogs.
Damian rested the [Crimson Thunder Eclipse] on his shoulder again. "I used my Top-Rank Royal Grade sword art. You all should feel honored."
The five cultivators froze upon hearing that.
Top-Rank Royal Grade sword art?
Their faces turned even paler.
The leading cultivator struggled to crawl up, his expression filled with fear. "Senior Brother Damian... forgive us. We were blind."
Another coughed blood and quickly lowered his head. "Please spare us. We won’t dare again."
Damian looked at them for a moment, then smiled. "Why ask me?"
The five men froze.
Damian raised his hand, and the [Queen Sword] appeared from his spatial ring.
HUMM...
A cold Imperial Metal sword Qi spread through the air.
The five cultivators shivered.
Damian pointed at the trembling men with the [Queen Sword]. "You wanted to take her from me, right? Then let her decide."
The [Queen Sword] released a sharp hum.
HUMM!
The silver lines in the domain suddenly moved.
The five cultivators’ faces changed drastically.
"Wait!"
"We were wrong!"
"Senior Brother Damian, please..."
Damian stepped back with a relaxed expression. "Don’t beg me. I’m just the messenger."
The [Queen Sword] trembled once.
A second later, five thin silver lines flashed through the air.
SHING!
SHING!
SHING!
Blood sprayed from five shoulders at the same time.
The five cultivators screamed and fell to the ground, their sword arms injured so cleanly that none of them even reacted until the pain arrived.
Damian clicked his tongue. "Damn. Elegant and brutal."
The [Queen Sword] floated quietly beside him, its silver-black blade shining with cold pride.
Damian nodded with satisfaction. "Good. Cassandra will definitely like you."
The five cultivators lay on the ground, pale and trembling, no longer daring to say a single word.
Damian looked at them and sighed. "See? This is what happens when ugly men get greedy."
One cultivator’s lips trembled, but he did not dare talk back.
Damian casually stored the [Queen Sword] again, then glanced at their storage rings.
His eyes slowly brightened. "Since you all tried to rob me, it’s only fair that I collect compensation."
The five cultivators’ expressions stiffened.
Damian smiled brightly. "Don’t worry. I’m very reasonable. At least she didn’t kill you, right? Remember this lesson and don’t move recklessly next time."
The five cultivators almost spat blood.
Reasonable?
He had beaten them half to death, let the [Queen Sword] cripple their arms, and now he still wanted compensation.
One of them opened his mouth as if he wanted to curse, but the moment Damian glanced at him, the words immediately died in his throat.
Damian nodded in satisfaction. "Good. Looks like you’re learning."
He walked over with relaxed steps and looked at their storage rings like a kind merchant checking payment. "Now then, hand them over. Don’t make this ugly."
The five cultivators’ faces turned even uglier.
Damian raised a brow. "What? You want me to ask the [Queen Sword] again?"
The five men trembled at once.
Without another word, they obediently removed their storage rings and threw them toward Damian.
Damian caught them one by one, his mood becoming better with every ring. "Hehehe... See? Peaceful negotiation is the best."
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The five cultivators watched Damian leave with their storage rings.
Only after Damian had completely disappeared did they finally spit on the ground with hatred.
"That bastard..."
"We’ll remember this."
"Once we get out, we’ll make him pay."
Their killing intent slowly rose.
Unfortunately, they forgot one thing.
This was still inside the Sword Tomb.
More importantly, they were still inside the [Core Sword Domain].
Around them, several Royal Grade swords trembled coldly.
HUMM...
The five cultivators froze.
Royal Grade swords were arrogant and respected strength.
However, strength was not the only thing they respected.
They also respected bravery, a steady heart, and the courage to accept defeat.
These five cultivators had none of that.
Not only were they not brave, they had also gone back on their own words, tried to rob someone after failing fairly, and now wanted revenge after being spared.
To the proud swords inside the [Core Sword Domain], that kind of behavior was even uglier than weakness.
The air around them became colder.
Thin sword lights appeared one after another, slowly turning toward the five injured cultivators.
Their faces changed.
One of them swallowed hard. "Wait... why are the sword domains reacting?"
Another’s voice trembled. "Did we offend them?"
HUMM...
The cold hum spread again.
This time, it was not from one sword.
It came from many.
The five cultivators’ bodies stiffened.
A horrible realization finally crawled into their hearts.
They had not only lost to Damian.
They had embarrassed themselves in front of the swords.
Unknown to the five cultivators, the Royal Grade swords around them had already decided their end.