The Legend of the Sacred Sword Cultivator
Ch 63: The Limits of Patience Yang Jian

"My future mother-in-law has thanked me and given you the opportunity to ask for a gift, but you want to go and reject it? Have you never been taught manners?" The man scolded Yang Jian while pointing at his face.

"It's been Wang'er if Yang Jian has other interests it's not good if we hold him for too long. Son, I'm sorry to bother you and sorry for Wang's words, he didn't mean to offend you." Meimei's mother gently tried to calm things down.

"I would be happy if you were willing to accept our gift Yang Jian." This time it was Meimei's father who spoke, he tried to shift the focus of Yang Jian who was staring intently at Wang. Meimei's father's instincts tell him that he must take action immediately.

"I'm sorry uncle, not that I was presumptuous but I sincerely helped Brother Meimei. Let's just say that I've received the gift." It was not that Yang Jian was naive by refusing gifts from the Meimei family. It's just that he didn't want to accept the gift in return for helping Meimei.

"Well if that's what you want, we can't force it. But please stay a little while longer for Yang Jian's lunch, only then can you leave." Meimei looked at Yang Jian expectantly and clenched his hands together in front of his chest.

Wang who was looking at his future wife was so concerned for Yang Jian and so wanted Yang Jian to stay longer making his face sour, he pinched Meimei's arm as a warning to stay away from Yang Jian, who was not at all, however Meimei looked as if he did not care and looked back at Yang Jian with hopeful eyes, and it succeeded in making Wang grow furious.

Wang's actions could not be separated from Yang Jian's supervision, he clearly knew that Meimei's future husband did not like him. But isn't that too childish? Jealousy towards small children was too excessive according to Yang Jian. After all, Wang had no reason to do so.

"I'm very grateful. But I still can't delay my journey any longer." Reject Yang Jian subtly, he was right that this was the matter between his life and death. Of course Yang Jian had to quickly continue on his way.

"Have Mei'er not forced her, there is still plenty of time for us to be able to repay Yang Jian's kindness." Meimei's mother's heart. "And so..."

"Wait for mom, why did you let her. He had already dared to reject the kindness of father and mother. It means he has rejected the kindness of our family. It's a great insult to us." Cut Wang with fire. I don't know what reason he was so angry this time, whether because of Yang Jian's pure rejection or jealousy towards him.

It is true that if someone rejects our kindness it is an insult to take us for granted. However unlike Yang Jian, he did not want to receive any kindness after doing something. It was no different from being paid for his actions. And certainly not worth calling it kindness.

Yang Jian looked coldly at Wang, he acted as if he was part of the Meimei family when they were not married. And what Yang Jian did not understand was, why was Wang at the home of his future father-in-law when Meimei disappeared instead of looking for his future wife?

"I'm sorry." Pamit Yang Jian in the end while stepping his foot. Yet just a step of his hand was already blocked by Wang while saying harsh words and insulting Yang Jian

"You're just pretending to sell expensive, right, so we'll give you our coins and valuables? I've met a lot of people like you who take refuge behind the status of your children and your innocent face to target the wealth of others under the pretext of helping. Cih, what a disgrace."

Wang smiled cunningly, whether there was any grudge Wang had against Yang Jian. What was clear now was that he seemed to be propagating Meimei's parents to create a bad Yang Jian image in front of them.

And sure enough, Meimei's parents seemed slightly affected by Wang's remark. Their gaze changed slightly to Yang Jian. Being the full highlight of the search, even Meimei slightly retreated to keep his distance from Yang Jian.

Then Meimei's father and mother whispered softly, of course Yang Jian was able to hear their whispers clearly. Yang Jian then turned his gaze towards Wang.

Wang opened with his mouth open, he did not even dare to just scream. His body trembled, his hands squeezing the sides of the robe he was wearing. Even the father, mother and Meimei themselves held their breaths for a moment and stared at Yang Jian with a different aura.

"You're wasting my time."

Yang Jian pulled his sword away, his right foot slowly shifting to do a scramble to attack. And in a split second, his sword swung out in Wang's arms.

'Crashh Crashh.'

'Arghhh.'

Suddenly, Wang's hands fell from their place. Even Yang Jian's movements were unable to be captured by the eight pairs of eyes that were in the room. The sound of a stifled scream herded every drop of blood flowing from Wang's severed arm. Yang Jian cut off Wang's hand like he was cutting a tofu.

"You should have chosen to leave me alone just now, that way your death will be a little delayed." Said Yang Jian coldly with the sword still traversing beautifully at Wang's neck which glared in fear.

Then Yang Jian pointed his free hand towards a beautiful urn in the corner of the room. In a matter of seconds, the jar was crushed into small pieces the size of a baby's palm. It was as if a huge energy had struck the urn.

Suddenly the fragments of the urn floated into the air. Not just one, but five shards floated in the air while circling rapidly. Slowly the shards of the jar were shrouded in sparks of fiery red flames, then the next moment shot rapidly into Wang's chest and stomach.

'Arghhh, uhuk uhuk.'

Fresh blood spurted from Wang's mouth, his breathing grew heavier and his entire body ached. The five scars on which the broken jar was stuck burned Wang's robe to reveal the bleeding part of his skin. Slowly the scar spread burning Wang's skin tissue.

The tears of Meimei and his parents broke, they were so frightened that they knelt beside Wang to beg for his forgiveness to stop the torture that Wang suffered and give him a chance to live.

"Before didn't I give him a chance?" Asked Yang Jian coldly.

Meimei who could not stand it anymore finally fell unconscious then followed by Meimei's mother. Now only Meimei's father is trying to maintain his consciousness even though cold sweat has flooded his body.

Without saying a word, Yang Jian walked away leaving Wang who still continued to scream in pain. Even now he had begged Yang Jian to take his life, but Yang Jian did not heed Wang's plea. He continued walking until he reached the lip of the door of the room.

"It's a warning." Yang Jian said before completely disappearing behind the door.