All Realms: Sharing Talents Starting from Chicken Island

At this moment, Lin Yan was planning to take the Purple Cloud Sword from the vice sect leader and kill him.

. . . . . .

Golden Whip Creek Inn.

Ma San Niang has used a soul-summoning technique to make Sally lose all her memories, turning her into a mute and demented woman.

At this moment, Ma San Niang was drinking tea at a table in the inn and observing the Purple Cloud Sword Technique.

It must be said that the power of the Purple Cloud Sword Technique amazed even Ma San Niang.

"Such exquisite swordsmanship, coupled with the Purple Cloud Sword."

"My strength will definitely increase significantly."

"In the future, when my grand plan is completed, I will be able to take control of the world."

Ma San Niang flipped through the sword technique manual in front of her, a satisfied smile on her face.

And in her hand was the Purple Cloud Sword, one of the seven most powerful swords in the martial arts world.

"You're a mute, and you can't even do a proper job!"

"Clean the floor for me, or I won't give you dinner tonight."

Ma San Niang looked at Sally wiping the floor and a hint of displeasure appeared on her face.

She had been running the Golden Whip Creek Inn for some time now, and every day she would wait for the Seven Swordsmen to arrive.

They took pleasure in beating and scolding Sally, since she had no memory and was mute anyway.

Sally is practically a useless person, and bullying her is her only source of amusement.

But just as Ma San Niang was about to step forward and kick Sally twice.

Footsteps came from outside the door. Ma San Niang immediately changed her sinister expression and sat down with a gentle smile.

He even placed the Purple Cloud Sword in a prominent position on the table.

But when she saw who it was, Ma San Niang was stunned.

"The deputy head of the Third Hall?"

How did he get here?

"I don't recall the cult leader giving any order to bring this person over."

Ma San Niang looked at the newcomer with a hint of doubt on her face.

Although she had never met Lin Yan, she had seen portraits of all the key figures in the Demonic Sect.

Lin Yan, as the deputy head of the three halls, was not considered to hold a high position in the Demonic Sect.

However, they are also one of the core forces, and their strength is quite considerable.

"Boss, heat up a pot of wine."

"Bring two side dishes."

Lin Yan glanced at Ma San Niang, then at Sally, who was kneeling on the floor wiping it with a blank expression.

I already know the current situation.

But he didn't rush to take action; instead, he found a table and sat down.

"Excuse me, sir."

"Our shop will be closed for the next two days."

"Sir, would you please leave?"

Knowing that the other party was unaware of her identity, Ma San Niang secretly hid the Zi Yun Sword underneath.

Then he stepped forward and said to Lin Yan with a fawning smile.

If it were someone from the Demonic Sect, Ma San Niang wouldn't even give Lin Yan a second glance.

But now, in order to avoid letting the other party affect my plans, it's better to get rid of them first.

"What, your shop doesn't have any alcohol?"

Do you know who I am?

"Believe it or not, I'll smash your shop right now!"

Lin Yan frowned slightly and did not grant Ma San Niang's wish.

Instead, he slammed his hand on the table and glared angrily at Ma San Niang.

Ma San Niang was slightly taken aback, looked at the wine cabinet next to her, and felt a surge of anger rise in her heart.

He was, after all, the vice leader of the Demonic Sect, and a hall master.

Even Niu Xuanfeng wouldn't dare speak to me like that, yet a mere deputy hall master dares to speak to me like that.

Ma San Niang's hand, hidden in her sleeve, slowly clenched.

If it weren't for the fear of disrupting the plan, she would have loved to kill Lin Yan right now.

"I'm sorry, sir, this..."

"Our shop has alcohol, but the chef is no longer here."

"And we can't even use the stove. How about this, sir?"

"Here's fifty taels of silver. Why don't you take it and go drink somewhere else?"

With a forced smile, Ma San Niang explained as she took out fifty taels of silver from the money pouch at her waist.

But no matter how much he smiled on the surface, he had already made up his mind in his heart.

In the future, I will make Lin Yan repay me a hundredfold for the smile I gave him today.

"Snapped!"

What Ma San Niang received was not Lin Yan's compromise, but a sudden slap.

"I want the money!"

"I'm going to drink today too!"

"Get up and get ready!"

Chapter 46 Encountering a Madman

Lin Yan's current appearance makes him look every bit the bully.

This slap completely stunned Ma San Niang.

Covering her slightly swollen cheek, she could no longer suppress the anger in her heart.

"You bastard! Do you know who I am?"

"You, a mere deputy hall master, dare to hit me?"

At this moment, Ma San Niang's reason was completely clouded by anger, and she directly pulled out the Zi Yun Sword from the side.

The moment the Purple Cloud Sword was drawn, it shone with a purple light.

Inside the inn, the air was filled with the sharp, cold light of purple swords.

"Hmm? The Purple Cloud Sword?"

"You are a successor of the Seven Swords?"

A cold glint flashed in Lin Yan's eyes, and he asked with feigned surprise.

He had, of course, known about these things in advance.

Even Ma San Niang's true identity is the same; he just needs an excuse.

He needed an excuse to cause trouble for Ma San Niang. Even if there was no one around, he had to make sure it was foolproof, since no one knew if Ma San Niang had any means of escaping.

If Ma San Niang were to return to the Demonic Sect and impeach me, that would be a real problem.

"Pah! I'm not one of the Seven Swordsmen!"

"I am the Vice Leader of the Demonic Sect and the head of its first hall. How dare you, a mere Vice Head of the Third Hall, lay a hand on me!"

"If you don't want to die, kneel down right now!"

Ma San Niang's face was cold and gloomy. Her slightly swollen cheeks were already making her furious.

If she weren't afraid of things changing, she would have killed Lin Yan with a single sword stroke right now.

"Vice Leader? A Hall Master?"

"If you say so, then so be it. How dare this vixen impersonate the vice leader of my Demonic Sect."

"Today, I'll tear your mouth apart!"

Upon hearing Ma San Niang's words, Lin Yan not only did not back down but instead revealed a smile.

Without the slightest hesitation, he struck directly at Ma San Niang with a palm.