Chapter 269 268: Saber Practice

Mu Lin swallowed the last bite of his food and wiped his mouth.

Tang Shuang was a little worried for Mu Lin. It wasn't that she didn't trust him, but Shi Qian Dong was so domineering that for a moment, she had a tiny doubt about Mu Lin's capabilities.

These doubts all came together into a single thought.

'Can he do it? What if he can't?'

But Mu Lin remained calm. He stood up quickly, turned, and shot a glance at Shi Qian Dong. "You're that Deputy Captain Shi? Which squad?"

Shi Qian Dong laughed coldly. "Why should I have to explain myself to you? You have no right to question me!"

Mu Lin replied, "If you don't answer, then you must be an imposter! Does that mean I can kill you on the spot?"

"Heh heh, how interesting. To think someone could be so arrogant."

"Then killing you wouldn't be unjust at all," Shi Qian Dong said coldly.

He was the Military Suppression Bureau's representative in the Mortal World. He could do whatever he wanted.

Mu Lin sneered, "Then I'll have to resist. If anything happens to you while I'm resisting, you'll have only yourself to blame."

"Speaking of which, I thought the Military Suppression Bureau was a rather interesting name. I just never expected it to be such a disgusting organization."

Shi Qian Dong's gaze was cold, his eyes filled with contempt as he looked at Mu Lin. "The Military Suppression Bureau is not for the likes of you to criticize. You're a nobody, yet you want to challenge me? You'd better be prepared to pay with your life!"

With a stomp of his foot, Shi Qian Dong shot toward Mu Lin like a cannonball.

His fist was filled with an incredibly powerful force, already wreathed in Gang Qi.

Mu Lin stood his ground, unmoving. He looked as if he had already given up.

But that wasn't the case. He had already seen through Shi Qian Dong's moves and was naturally planning to dismantle them completely.

For Shi Qian Dong to be chosen as the deputy captain of an action squad meant his strength was certainly up to par.

And the benefits he could obtain from such a position would definitely have an impact on his cultivation.

But to Mu Lin, it was all the same.

He picked up a pair of chopsticks, and a powerful sword intent suddenly erupted from thin air, seeming to fill the entire room.

Seeing this, Chen Bing was too scared to move. 'God knows if I'd get half my head sliced off if that swept over me.'

'What Mu Lin cultivates is the Sword Dao!' Chen Bing came to an immediate conclusion.

As a Cultivator with a cultivation level far below Chen Bing's, Chen Wanma couldn't even understand what was happening. All he knew was that he was trembling uncontrollably.

It was a tremor that came from the very soul.

Chen Bing mentally re-evaluated. Mu Lin had never mentioned his specific training background before.

'He's actually a sword practitioner?'

'And to form such a powerful sword intent, he must have practiced for a long time.'

'Mu Lin has to be a Sword Cultivator.'

'But he was clearly just holding chopsticks! Using chopsticks to generate sword intent... what kind of incredible feat is that?'

Although Chen Bing felt like cursing, he was also extremely excited.

He knew Mu Lin's medical skills were superb, but he never imagined that Mu Lin could also be an extremely strong Martial Dao expert.

'At this rate, Shi Qian Dong is doomed to lose!'

Shi Qian Dong narrowed his eyes and said coolly, "I really didn't see this coming. A Martial Arts Grandmaster? Your strength truly surprises me!"

Mu Lin didn't speak. He grabbed the chopsticks from Tang Shuang's hand.

'Can chopsticks kill people?' Shi Qian Dong was furious. 'I, Shi Qian Dong, am already a Martial Arts Grandmaster! For Mu Lin to act like this is just courting death.'

But in reality, Mu Lin wasn't thinking about that. His goal was to quickly familiarize himself with the spatial control of his power.

This sword intent was one part of that.

If he could protect the chopsticks with his sword intent, it would prove that he had completely mastered the contents of the Bai Family Saber Manual.

Shi Qian Dong's eyes lit up. Mu Lin suddenly seemed dazed. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

He closed the distance, lunging straight for Mu Lin.

He had to finish him off while he was distracted.

But Mu Lin was calm. He had long been prepared with a countermeasure.

He treated the chopsticks like a longsword and stabbed straight forward.

Shi Qian Dong grinned maliciously. 'Isn't this just bullshit?'

His body shuddered, and a blast of Gang Qi shot straight toward Mu Lin.

The two forces collided, and the chopsticks in Mu Lin's hand merely shattered into countless splinters.

'Tsk, no good. Chopsticks are definitely not a suitable material.'

But Shi Qian Dong saw this as an opportunity to press his advantage. He stamped his foot and launched a vicious strike at Mu Lin.

Mu Lin was calm. With a gentle push of his palm, he caught Shi Qian Dong's Palm Saber.

An icy aura burst forth, and Shi Qian Dong was instantly covered in a white mist.

Mu Lin unleashed his power viciously. Caught off guard, Shi Qian Dong was hit.

Shi Qian Dong desperately tried to resist, but Mu Lin showed no mercy, thrusting his hand forward heavily.

On the spot, Shi Qian Dong froze solid like an ice sculpture, motionless...

The only thing he could still move was his mouth.

Shi Qian Dong mobilized his internal energy, trying with all his might to melt the ice.

"How... what did you do to me?"

Mu Lin laughed heartily. "Isn't it obvious? I froze you."

"I may still be a novice in the Sword Dao, but when it comes to all aspects of this icy aura, if I say I'm the expert, everyone here, including you, has to listen."

Chen Bing was terrified. The impact of that icy power was utterly horrifying to him.

But the impression that Mu Lin was incredibly badass was firmly imprinted in his mind.

Chen Wanma grabbed Chen Bing's hand and said urgently, "Brother Bing, Mu Lin is so badass!"

Chen Bing nodded, still shaken. He had almost thought Mu Lin wasn't going to make it.

Shi Qianxi's face was as pale as a sheet of white paper.

Looking at Shi Qian Dong, who was frozen solid, Shi Qianxi's heart filled with despair.

Shi Qian Dong was a genuine Grandmaster-level expert, yet this Grandmaster had been frozen solid by Mu Lin.

That meant if Mu Lin had killing intent and really wanted to kill them, they would have absolutely no ability to resist.

Just as the crowd was experiencing a mix of sorrow and joy, the hotel's former manager, Xu Bing, rushed in.

He had been extremely busy all day, and this was his first break.

But as soon as he heard that Shi Qian Dong and his group were causing trouble, and that Mu Lin was also there, he hurried in.

"Chairman Mu, President Tang, are you alright? Should I call the authorities?"

Not daring to waste any time, Xu Bing asked obsequiously.

Mu Lin, however, said, "Nothing's wrong. Your rushing in like this is what makes it seem like a big deal."

"Why did you come running in?"

Xu Bing sounded quite aggrieved. "Chairman Mu, there's trouble in your private room. How could I possibly be absent?"

Shi Qianxi pointed at Xu Bing with a cold expression. "Xu Bing, these people caused a huge ruckus during their meal. Are you going to handle this or not? These two even dared to hit me."

"Otherwise, if Boss Su loses face, you'll all have to bear the consequences."

Xu Bing was so anxious he wanted to stomp his feet. 'This good-for-nothing, second-generation brat, Shi Qianxi... how can he still be clueless about such a major event?'

'Besides, mentioning Su Longfei at a time like this is just trying to force me to pick a side again, isn't it?'

'Am I supposed to side with a dead man? You must be dreaming big, huh?'

"Shi Qianxi, cut the crap. Su Longfei is dead! If you keep spouting nonsense, don't blame me for blacklisting you!"

"The current chairman of the Celestial Phoenix Hotel is Mu Lin—yes, him! If he wants, he could shut down the whole hotel just to deal with you slowly, no problem!"

Shi Qianxi's eyes suddenly widened. The news exploded in his ears, catching him completely off guard.

"What? The chairman of the Celestial Phoenix Hotel is actually him? How did Su Longfei die?"

Xu Bing looked at Shi Qianxi with cold eyes. "The same way you're about to die. From stupidity."

Shi Qian Dong had managed to unfreeze himself. He asked:

"When did Su Longfei die? Who did it?"

Xu Bing glanced at Shi Qian Dong, feeling very displeased.

'He's supposedly a high-ranking expert from the Di Yang Military Suppression Bureau.'

'How could he be so unlucky as to pick a fight with Mu Lin?'

Xu Bing said coolly, "Su Longfei died a while ago, several days ago in fact! As for who brought justice to Songyang, it was Chairman Mu, of course!"

Shi Qian Dong trembled. He knew all too well how strong Su Longfei was. As a resident and a Martial Artist of Nanjiang Province, everyone was familiar with him; they could recite his entire file from memory.

The most important point was that Su Longfei was a Grandmaster expert, an expert at the Peak of Grandmaster.

'Mu Lin actually managed to kill him... how did he die?'

Shi Qian Dong was baffled for a moment, then he began to think rapidly: 'Is there any point in continuing to fight with Mu Lin?'

'Should I find a way to de-escalate the situation with him?'

Just as he was thinking, Shi Qianxi urgently grabbed his shoulder, trying to turn him toward Mu Lin.

"Brother, kill him! Quick!" Shi Qianxi shouted excitedly.