Farming Boy With A Magic Ring

"I..." Jing Cai suddenly stopped talking. Of course he knew what Jing Sui said was true. It was not that Jing Sui wanted to embarrass him. The problem was... That was the truth. The last time he competed for the position of the Manor Owner with his other cousin, they had secretly killed each other. The result was that many of the experts from the Sword Management Manor had died.    

    

In those few assassinations, not only had five elders died, there were also more than a dozen elite death soldiers. They were the core forces of the Sword Resisting Manor.    

    

It could be said that Jing Cai had become the Manor Owner. He had turned a first-rate family, the Sword Resisting Manor, into a second-rate family.    

    

That was why after he received the pigeon letter from Jingjuan, he immediately ordered his troops to attack the east side of the city. One of his goals was to make a fortune in the east city. He wanted to make up for the loss of the Sword Management Manor, but who knew that he would not get any benefits. He even lost two Tiger Generals at once. This made his heart ache.    

    

After hearing Jing Sui's words, Jing Cai immediately weighed the pros and cons in his heart. Now that the two elders were dead, the only ones left with powerful martial arts were his three brothers.    

    

Among the three brothers, his own brother had always supported him. Although Jing Sui didn't oppose him last time, he had pretended to be sick and refused to fight today. Judging from his words of reproach, this old fellow was not a good person either. If he did not do it well, he might stab him somewhere!    

    

If he continued to fight Mo Xuan, the next one to go out to fight would either be him or his own brother. The problem was that Mo Xuan, this little beast, had such a high level of martial arts. Not to mention that he and his brother were going to fight him one by one, even if the two of them fought together... It was very likely that they would not be a match for him. Or rather, even if the two of them fought together and barely managed to defeat him, he would also have to pay a huge price on his side. At that time, he would be taken advantage of by that old ghost Jingsui!    

    

Thinking of this, he had an idea in his heart. Immediately, he shouted at Yang Hsingchen, who was standing proudly with his sword in hand, "Hahaha, good killing, good killing! Mo Xuan, my good nephew, do you know... Actually, I have always known that you have a peerless divine skill. But you, little fellow, have always pretended to be so weak that you can't even stand the wind. You've fooled everyone, making them think that you're a pushover!"    

    

"Hmph. Especially my shrew sister, Jingjuan. She doesn't know her own limits. She has always wanted her ignorant Sand Condor son to become a Manor Owner! Damn it, that Sand Condor only drank flower wine and played with women. What else could it do besides gambling and fighting as a thief? Don't say that your father doesn't agree with such a sand sculpture. Even I, your uncle, have a thousand or ten thousand objections!"    

    

"But, Mo Xuan, my good nephew, my biological nephew... My most obedient and handsome nephew, think about it... It's useless even if I don't agree to it! You second aunt, my younger sister, that's a standard shrew. If she doesn't see your true strength, she won't let it go."    

    

" So, in order to make my shrew sister keep her mouth shut forever, in order to let you, this nephew who has always kept a low profile, show your true strength. Your uncle can only use this tactic to force you. I know that my actions might cause others to misunderstand. You think I really want to attack your east city?"    

    

"But I am not afraid, because I have a clear conscience. At the same time, I also believe that... Powerful and handsome nephew, you will understand me. Hahaha, now that you've been forced by your uncle, you've finally revealed your true abilities. Although your uncle has lost two Tiger Generals because of this, it is still worth it. If it's necessary, it's to sacrifice my old bones. He wouldn't hesitate to do so. Who asked you to have such a close relationship with my nephew! Mo Xuan, is there anything wrong with uncle doing this, nephew? Old brother?"    

    

Yang Hsingchen was defeated by this old man's shamelessness. He had never seen such a shameless person before. What kind of shamelessness did this old man do? He was invincible in this world.    

    

He was obviously here to denounce ___, but he had turned himself into a benevolent and kind uncle. How could he be any more shameless?    

    

However, as the saying went, everyone can carry a sedan chair. As the saying went, when one was able to forgive someone, one should forgive them. Since the other party had given in, Yang Hsingchen did not want to complicate things. After all, although he knew sword techniques, he was still an ordinary person who did not have any inner energy or divine abilities.    

    

Although he had killed the Great Elder in a carefree manner, only he himself knew how dangerous it was.    

    

One had to know that such a powerful sword technique needed to be matched with inner energy Genuine Qi in order to bring out its greatest effect. Yang Hsingchen, on the other hand, only knew the moves, not the Genuine Qi at all. Therefore, many of the moves were flashy but not practical, only skin without flesh. Under such circumstances, the power of the moves would naturally be greatly reduced.    

    

Other things aside, just by looking at how he was still panting non-stop and the sweat on his head pouring down like rain, one could tell that he had used all the strength in his body just now.    

    

If he still didn't know what was good for him and forced Jing Cai into a corner, giving the order to besiege him, Yang Hsingchen would most likely lose his life in this siege.    

    

Of course, speaking of which, if that was really the case... Yang Hsingchen would definitely cut Jing Cai out and kill him first. It was hard to say whether their Sword Management Manor would have a chance of survival if they lost their leader.    

    

Therefore, both Yang Hsingchen and Jing Cai knew that if they continued to fight, both of them would suffer heavy losses. Therefore, after Yang Hsingchen heard Jing Cai's weakness, he immediately cupped his hands and said with a smile. " In other words, I misunderstood your good intentions. I'm really sorry. Why don't you come in and have a cup of tea before leaving? "    

    

Jing Cai was about to make friends with Yang Hsingchen, but when he heard this, he opened his mouth and was about to agree. Yang Hsingchen continued, "However, because you have brought too many people, our manor is small... So, all your subordinates will be waiting outside. Come in and have some tea by yourself! "    

    

Jing Cai trembled when he heard that. Damn it, if you let me go in by myself, when you close the door and beat the dog, I will be played to death by you!    

    

Jing Cai could guarantee a thousand times that if he was really killed by Mo Xuan inside, his cousin Jingsui would definitely seize the opportunity to snatch the position of the Manor Owner, and he would also show goodwill to Mo Xuan. In other words, his death would be in vain. No one would help him seek justice. At that time, his own brother, Jing Fu, would definitely fall for Jing Sui.    

    

Jing Cai was not a fool, nor was he Lei Feng. He could not give up his life for others.    

    

He smiled at Yang Hsingchen and said, "No, no, no. My purpose of coming here is to force out your true strength, nephew. Make sure no one dares to have any ideas about you. Now that I have achieved my goal, I won't disturb you anymore. After all, I, your uncle, have just become a Manor Owner. There are still a lot of things that I have to deal with in the manor. Let's go!" With a wave of his hand, he left in a panic, leaving the corpse behind.