Golden Rain Sword

"The Three Camel Strange, truly epitomes of debauchery."

Just as Ziyi was about to act, a indifferent voice resounded, followed by a young man clad in golden robes walking in from outside the grass hut.

Despite the raging storm outside, the young man was adorned in luxury, barely touched by the rain, exuding an air of freshness. His face was handsome, carrying an air of grace as he waved a folding fan and carried a long sword, exuding elegance.

"The Three Camel Strange."

Ziyi and Ziling's faces changed upon hearing this name. These three rascals were infamous for their audacious and lecherous behavior near the Purple Gold Mountain. They were known for preying on many young girls and their cruel methods of torture.

If the two of them fell into their hands, the consequences... were simply unimaginable.

"Who are you?"

The Three Camel Strange turned their gaze towards the youth, eyeing him coldly.

"Under the pretext of attending the Purple Jade Wedding, you three are here causing trouble, harming many girls," the youth stepped forward, a wry smile on his face, and squatted down in front of Lin Feng. He waved his folding fan, making the fire blaze brighter.

"As a man, how can you remain indifferent seeing two beautiful ladies being humiliated?"

The youth's face bore a gentle smile as he spoke indifferently to Lin Feng, but his tone carried a hint of arrogance and disdain.

Lin Feng raised his gaze, looking at the youth. They were of similar age, with a flashy and noble appearance, clearly from a distinguished background. He appeared aloof, showing no regard for others.

Though the youth's words were mild, they were undoubtedly piercing, subtly mocking Lin Feng.

Without retorting, Lin Feng continued tending to the fire, expressionless. However, he harbored no goodwill towards the youth. Why seek the limelight at the expense of belittling others?

"We have nothing to do with you. If you don't want trouble, you'd better leave this place," the third of the Three Camel Strange said coldly, staring at the youth. Seeing that the youth didn't even regard them, they felt a slight sense of apprehension.

The youth glanced at them nonchalantly, a hint of sarcasm playing on his lips.

"The Three Camel Strange are notorious. They are over thirty, yet they neglect the martial path and spend their days harming young girls. The eldest is at the Fourth Stage of the Spiritual Martial Realm, the second and third are both at the Third Stage. In this lifetime, they're probably just mice," the youth's eyes narrowed as he looked at them, a hint of venom in his gaze.

"You're meddling. Are you captivated by these two beauties and want to play the hero?"

"Who doesn't love a beauty? I am but an ordinary man, naturally I can't help but be swayed. If there's a chance to play the hero and save a beauty, I would gladly do so."

The youth's elegant eyes glanced at Ziyi and Ziling, with a faint smile on his lips. His slight nod caused ripples in the hearts of Ziyi and Ziling. Such a handsome young man, but they wondered about his true strength.

"In that case, don't blame us for being ruthless."

Two of the Three Camel Strange stepped forward slowly, moving towards the youth, suddenly launching an attack, pouncing on him simultaneously.

Ziyi and Ziling watched their movements intently, then their gazes returned to the youth, observing how he would respond.

Suddenly, the third of the Three Camel Strange stomped on the ground, his body abruptly twisted, and he lunged towards Ziling, as if it had been planned in advance, so swift that he arrived in front of Ziling in the blink of an eye.

"Be careful," Ziyi watched as the third one's claws reached towards Ziling, her face changing drastically. Ziling had just entered the Spiritual Martial Realm and was no match for the opponent.

At that moment, Lin Feng, who had been sitting calmly, raised his gaze. A sharp and icy light flashed in his eyes, like a sharp sword. He was about to raise his hand.

But at the moment his hand rose, golden sword light rained down like a shower, dazzling and magnificent. 

This sword light was incredibly graceful, with a luxurious golden glow enveloping the body of the third of the Three Camel Strange. Immediately, a scream rang out, and the third one's body collapsed, breathless, covered in countless wounds inflicted by the golden rain.

Ziling's eyes widened, her heart tense with nerves. That was close.

And that sword strike, so magnificent.

Ziyi's eyes also froze as she stared blankly at the body on the ground. Not only the one who attacked, but the second one who attacked the youth was also lying on the ground, with many sword wounds on his body.

The speed at which the youth drew his sword was too fast, so fast that their eyes couldn't keep up, yet he had already killed two people.

"Such formidable strength, and a swordsman too," Ziyi's gaze towards the youth carried a hint of wonder. Extraordinary in appearance, his strength was equally remarkable, captivating.

"Golden Rain Sword, you are Lin Haojie!"

The leader of the Three Camel Strange stared ahead, his gaze tinged with a palpable sense of dread.

"So, the Golden Rain Swordsman Lin Haojie, it's him."

Upon hearing this name, Ziyi and Ziling were slightly surprised. Lin Haojie was quite famous in this area. He was good friends with Ziqiong, the young master of Zifu on the Purple Gold Mountain. Despite his young age, Lin Haojie possessed the formidable cultivation of the Fourth Stage of the Spiritual Martial Realm. Moreover, as a swordsman, he could easily defeat others of the same cultivation level, making him a rare young hero.

"Today has been quite eventful. I bid you farewell."

The leader of the Three Camel Strange trembled slightly, swiftly rushing out of the grass hut at an astonishing speed.

However, Lin Haojie's sword was faster than him.

The golden sword rain descended, and the leader of the Three Camel Strange fell in front of the grass hut's door, motionless on the ground.

Seeing the fallen figure, a satisfied smile curved Lin Haojie's lips. With a slight tremor of his palm, he sheathed his long sword with elegance.

"Are you two also heading to the Purple Gold Mountain?"

Lin Haojie smiled gently at Ziyi and Ziling, his handsome gaze adding a touch of charm.

"Yes," Ziyi nodded, her voice soft and delicate, like that of a gentle lady.

"It seems we are destined to meet here. It is Lin Haojie's fortune to encounter two beauties. However, it's late now, and the rain has stopped. I won't disturb your rest."

With a smile, Lin Haojie said and then turned around, stepping away gracefully, still exuding his usual elegance.

However, when he reached the front of the grass hut, his body paused slightly, and he added, "Two beautiful ladies with enchanting looks like yours, it's better not to let some cowardly people take advantage of you, which could tarnish your reputation."

Having said that, Lin Haojie stepped out, and the three people inside the grass hut heard the sound of hooves, indicating that Lin Haojie had already left.

As for the cowardly person he mentioned earlier, it naturally referred to Lin Feng.

Watching the disappearing figure, both Ziyi and Ziling felt somewhat disappointed.

"Sister Ziyi, we haven't thanked him yet."

Suddenly, Ziling whispered, but Ziyi shook her head slightly. "Do you think Lin Haojie looks like someone who cares about being thanked?"

"True," Ziling nodded slightly.

"This is what a talented young man looks like. Unlike someone who still wears a mask and dares not show his face," Ziyi glanced at Lin Feng, sitting there, and sneered.

Lin Feng placed a stick into the fire and said calmly, "He isn't as good as you think."

"You're also qualified to speak ill of others. If it weren't for him, not only would we be in trouble, but do you think you could have escaped? I really don't understand why Father would let someone like you accompany us," Ziyi looked at Lin Feng with disgust, already harboring a hint of goodwill towards Lin Haojie.

"Yes, Lin Feng, you should probably thank Lin Haojie too," Ziling chimed in. Aspired to be a swordsman, she admired Lin Haojie.

"I don't owe him anything. Why should I thank him? Not only me, but you both don't owe him anything either. There's no need to be grateful to him for what happened just now," Lin Feng's voice remained calm. Despite Lin Haojie's impressive display earlier, Lin Feng felt that Lin Haojie's words were frivolous, and he insulted others without reason. Moreover, Lin Haojie, due to his arrogance, felt superior and self-righteous.

"I really don't know what to say to you. We share the same surname, but the gap between us is so vast. Today, you should leave the grass hut," Ziyi cared about Lin Haojie's words, intending to drive Lin Feng out of the grass hut.

"It's fine to leave the grass hut. I just want to remind you that often what you see may not be the truth. Now, I'll prove what I said earlier."

As Lin Feng stood up, his gaze fell on the leader of the Three Camel Strange lying on the ground. He said lightly, "How long do you plan to keep pretending?"