《The One and Only》


 1. Qingyun Sword Slave

    "Am I not dead?"


    Lin Yun opened his eyes and looked at his plain chest. The first thought occurring to him was that he survived.


    He recalled that he climbed the Mount Tai at a seldom leisure day.


    However, he was pierced by a sword light in the chest unexpectedly at the moment he reached the top of the mountain.


    He lost consciousness before he could react. "Ouch!" Lin Yun covered his head with a struggling expression.


    Severe headache brought the memories back compulsively. Various pictures flashed quickly in his mind like watching a movie.


    Although the fusion of memories happened not long time ago, Lin Yun felt it had already been a decade.


    When he opened his eyes again, his face was relaxed and his eyes were calm.


    Actually, he transmitted instead of died.


    Lin Yun''s spirit came to the land called Xuanhuang, and was reborn into an ordinary sword slave living in the border of Skywater Kingdom.


    It was somehow God''s plan, for the sword slave had the same name, Lin Yun.


    Because of the fusion of memories, he knew that he was fifteen years old. Besides, he had joined Qingyun Sect three years ago. But he was still not qualified to be a Qingyun disciple.


    Lin Yun could only be a sword slave working in the Sword-washing Chamber. He was in charge of maintaining the swords of fellow disciples and elders.


    Luckily, Qingyun Sect was not based on sword. He got a lot of leisure time to cultivate. In Xuanhuang Land, the ability was a top priority.


    It was a golden rare chance for a sword slave to cultivate.


    There was a rule in Qingyun Sect that factotums could also be official disciple as long as his cultivation reached a certain level.


    The rule provided an emotional anchor for him. Though being a slave, Lin Yun didn''t leave the sect.


    Unfortunately, although Lin Yun was a man of perseverance, he had poor understanding. Through three years of cultivation, he had only arrived at the second level of martial practice and tried so hard for the third level but failed.


    The principle of being an outer disciple of Qingyun Sect was to reach the third level of martial practice. And Lin Yun was always one level away from a true disciple.


    He thought to himself that despite the obstacle of time and resource, the previous owner''s understanding was so mediocre that he couldn''t achieve level three for three years.


    "Since I got another chance of living, I would work harder to let Lin Yun''s name be well-known in this world."


    Curiously, he got used to his transmigration quickly and set a goal immediately.


    It might relate to the occupation of his previous incarnation. Thus he could keep calm no matter in what circumstances.


    His previous life was a genius lawyer, who knew the law very well with excellent memory and was known for cool-headed character.


    He had never lost any case since his debut.


    "Let me find out the aptitude of this body first." Lin Yun murmured. Pushing the door of his cabin open, he came to a yard.


    He made a stand of Tiger Fist and started to practice.


    Only hearing the name of Tiger Fist, you could know that it was mediocre. In fact, it was. In all of the basic martial arts, Qingyun Sect had so many better than this one.


    But for a sword slave, instead of an official disciple, Lin Yun could only practice this one. He couldn''t get any other various resources from Qingyun Sect yet.


    What was the basic martial arts?


    There were ten levels of martial cultivation: the first three levels aimed to strengthen skin, bones and meridian vessels; the medium three levels aimed to refine flesh, blood and viscera; the last three levels aimed to connect the veins, melt the bones and change the marrow so as to reach the highest tenth level.Reading on this site? This novel is published elsewhere. Support the author by seeking out the original.


    Basic boxing was dedicated to forging the body and strengthening the physique, which could lay a foundation for the long road of cultivation in the future.


    Hah hu.


    His fist movements were so impressive that the fallen leaves were blown up. He felt so unlabored and immersed in an amazing strange feeling. Why was today''s practice so smooth?


    In his memory, the fist movements used to be difficult for him to understand so he only followed it stiffly.


    But today, Lin Yun felt that his mind became lucidum and knew all about the fist. When he was practicing, he felt that each punch had a stream of heat flowing in his body and he understood the substance of it suddenly.


    There were eighteen moves of the Tiger Fist, and the first


    fifteen ones could only be used for body-forging and health-maintenances. The latter three moves--Tiger Roars in Mountains, Tiger Dashing and All Beasts Worshiping, which required higher savvy to practice, were used to fight battles.


    The essence of the Tiger Fist was all about these three moves which Lin Yun had never succeeded before. With only a smattering knowledge of the first fifteen moves, how could he ever think about the last three moves?


    On a second thought, he finished the first 15 moves. He felt a rush of heat fleeting everywhere in his body.


    Lin Yun looked firm and calm in his eyes, the crucial methods of Tiger Fist skimmed over his mind. Taking advantage of this feeling, he practiced the sixteenth move--Tiger Roars in Mountains with a slight shout.


    Howling!


    With one blow, the heat in his body boiled and rushed to his right hand as if a shadow of a tiger appeared behind him and roared.


    Then the skeleton of the whole body burst a hundred sounds, just like a tiger roaring angrily.


    The crazy wind was blowing, and the fallen leaves dancing in the air broke into countless pieces and then fell down.


    The hot current flowed throughout his body, which made him feel warm and comfortable.


    "It''s the inner power! A hundred cracks of bones produce the inner power which indicates the breakthrough of the second level of martial practice. I have reached the third level!"


    Lin Yun stood at ease and his face beamed with slight delight. He had no idea that practicing the Tiger Roars in Mountains would help him reach the third level of martial practice.


    He wondered why his comprehension changed so suddenly.


    After all Lin Yun had accumulated more than one year at the second level of martial practice, which was a good reason for his unexpected success.


    He considered over and over, coming up with one reasonable explanation: the fusion of souls. He was super intelligent in his previous life.


    As a talented lawyer with retentive memory, he was worthy of the name.


    Taking this advantage and in addition to the fusion of another Lin Yun''s soul, he had a higher level of understanding, which totally made sense.


    "It seems that this world is the place where my talents and wisdom should be displayed. Reaching the third level of martial practice, I am qualified to be an outer disciple of Qingyun Sect. I will not be a sword slave any more from now on."


    Lin Yun whispered. Abruptly, he remembered something important. His facial expression greatly changed, and he hurried back to the cabin, searching everywhere.


    In the dark corner of the cabin, he found a sword soaking in the icy water.


    "There it is."


    He took out the sword without hesitation, and suddenly his right hand was pale because of the cold.


    And in the water his comely face reflected, upon which a purple diamond mark between the eyebrows showed.


    Seeing this mark, he felt so odd.


    Since he was a slave, the mark would follow him forever.


    He ran straight to the Sword-cleaning Chamber with the sword.


    The sword certainly didn''t belong to him. He was maintaining it for one disciple of Qingyun Sect. Each sword should be maintained after a long time, which could extend its life. Especially for the brilliant swords. These years being sword slave, he could own an independent residence, which totally depended on his excellent sword-maintenance skills.


    Too late! It should have been delivered two hours ago, but he was delayed for his immersion in Tiger Fist.


    Lin Yun was so annoyed. He was a nobody in this place with strict hierarchy. If he detained the important thing of greater men, the consequences would be unimaginable.


    Or more seriously, his life would be in danger.


    "Sister Su, he''s here."


    Three people gathered together in front of the Sword-washing Chamber at the foot of the hill. A thin man talked quickly when he saw Lin Yun coming. Opposite him there stood a young girl and boy with extraordinary and excellent bearing, making a striking contrast with the man who talked.


    That girl dressed in cyan long dress was particularly gentle, graceful, and pretty, which made Lin Yun so self-abased that he dared not to look her in the eyes. And he had an unexplainable good feeling when he saw the girl through the crowd.


    Lin Yun recalled the previous owner''s memory and was not surprised to find out that he secretly fell in love with the inner disciple - Su Ziyao. That thin man cursed while Lin Yun was approaching, "Sister Su has been waiting for you for 15 minutes, how dare you be so late?"


    Su Ziyao said insipidly without any expression, "Give me the sword."


    Lin Yun felt relieved that she didn''t blame him, so he handed the sword to her.


    Su Ziyao took out her handkerchief and cleaned every inch of the sword. Lin Yun frowned, the good impression from the previous owner disappeared completely.


    Clang!


    She pulled the sword out a bit, a cold wind sweeping out. Then she placed the sword back into sheath swiftly, but it was so fast that all of them only could see a cold light.


    "Not bad," she was satisfied and threw a jade bottle to the feet of Lin Yun.


    What was that? Treated him as a beggar?


    Lin Xun was slightly furious.


    The handsome man sneered, "Sister Su, how kind you are! The slave is late, but you still give him reward. Pick it up and thank her!" Seeing Lin Yun stand still without any reaction, the man became angry and frowned.


    The previous Lin Yun would immediately pick up the bottle without any other words.


    But right now, should he pick it up or not?

 2. The Third Level of Martial Practice

    Lin Yun hesitated while Su Ziyao didn¡¯t care much, she turned around with the sword and left.


    The charming male disciple stared at Lin Yun angrily and immediately followed up.


    ¡°Fuck, how lucky he is. Lin Yun is rewarded by Sister Su again. There must be at least three Body Nourishing Elixirs.¡±


    ¡°Sister Su has rewarded him so many times these two years. If I were him, I would reach the third level of martial practice long ago. He completely wastes it.¡±


    ¡°Haha, so you don¡¯t have to envy him. I think he is extremely depressed about it too.¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s right. Once a slave, always a slave. He is no one but a slave forever.¡±


    The factotums in front of the Sword-cleaning Chamber mocked at Lin Yun jealously.


    They could stay at Qingyun Sect as factotum only for two years and they would be forced out unless they reached the third level of martial practice or agreed to sell themselves as slaves just like Lin Yun did.


    But only few people were as persistent as Lin Yun.


    Not everyone was willing to give up liberty to be a slave, gambling for a promising future.


    Thus those factotums felt superior and looked down upon Lin Yun all the time. Cynicism and racism were always in their tones.


    Lin Yun had lived for two lifetimes, so he didn¡¯t care about it but watched the jade bottle thoughtfully.


    ¡°What¡¯s wrong with you? It¡¯s Sister Su¡¯s award. If you don¡¯t want it, I will have it.¡±


    The thin man stood beside Lin Yun said with a smile and bent down to pick the jade bottle up.


    At that moment, a foot carrying wind kicked upon his wrist and then tapped downed precisely on the jade bottle.


    Whoosh!


    The jade bottle bounced up to the air. Lin Yun put his foot down and abruptly stretched out his hand to catch it. The whole movements were totally as smooth as the floating clouds and flowing rivers without any pause.


    The thin man almost fell down. After standing up, he burst into anger and pointed at Lin Yun, "You little bastard how dare you fool me! You wanna die?"


    He was Zhou Ping, an outer disciple with the fourth level of martial practice.


    He was not highly qualified. But given that his father was an Outer Elder, he was assigned to be in charge of the Sword-Washing Chamber.


    Although Sword-Washing Chamber was much less profitable than Elixir Pharmacy, Sect Affairs Administration, Treasure Palace, etc., but it was also benefited from no competitors which helped him to get all the advantages.


    In the daily life, he usually bullied Lin Yun. More than half of the reward from Su Ziyao would be despoiled by him.


    ¡°Forget it, I will not be mean to you. It will lose my face. Take two out of three Body Nourishing Elixirs for me as usual, then I¡¯ll let you off the hook,¡± said Zhou Ping while dusting his clothes with his hands.


    Because these elixirs were from Su Ziyao, he didn¡¯t dare to take all away. But the better part of them was a must. The previous Lin Yun was reluctant but would stoop to compromise.Stolen novel; please report.


    However, time was different now, so was Lin Yun. Reaching the third level of martial practice, he was unafraid of Zhou Ping at all.


    He cast a glimpse at the jade bottle, and complication loomed in his eyes. Then he put it away, turned and left, walking towards the Sword-washing Chamber.


    ¡°Stop!¡± Zhou Ping said angrily when he saw Lin Yun ignore him.


    In front of these factotums, this guy did not give him face. It must affect his authority. However, Lin Yun didn¡¯t stop.


    ¡°Fuck!¡±


    Zhou Ping flew up and spread out his arms just like a furious goshawk and dived for Lin Yun. His bones rattled, which led to the straggling of air-flow and the wind ran wild.


    The blood in his body flowed with bangs like the rolls of thunder. His momentum became stronger.


    The inner energy was produced from blood. The inner energy and blood moved at will and were powerful like thunder, which was the symbol of the fourth level of martial practice.


    Zhou Ping swooped on Lin Yun like a goshawk, and the martial art he used was Eagle Palm. Unlike Tiger Boxing, Eagle Palm was more powerful. In the higher level, it could become a claw, which could tear a tiger into pieces.


    ¡°Ha- ha, this guy is so unlucky. What¡¯s wrong with him today? How dare he offend Bro Zhou!¡±


    ¡°Bro Zhou has achieved the fourth level of material arts and his palm alone has strong power of nearly 500 kilograms. Moreover, Brother Zhou has reached the Slight Achievement of Eagle Palm. With one palm, he can severely injure Lin Yun who would have to suffer in bed for at least half a month.¡±


    ¡°I guess that he burst into a nasty temper again. He did it last year. After three months on the bed, he became obedient immediately.¡±


    These factotums all stopped their work to watch the scene of bustle with full expectation and gloat.


    Lin Yun felt the wind as soon as it came up. It immediately reminded him of instructions of Tiger Boxing. Then, he turned around and hit by one fist. It seemed that a shadow of tiger appeared behind him and roared.


    Turning around, throwing a punch...it all came out smoothly without obstruction.


    But when he saw Zhou Ping, a strong vigor rushed at him. Zhou Ping was overlooking him like a goshawk, with scaring and sharp eyes. Lin was supposed to break all the inner bones to increase his own vigor while witnessing all that scared him and he failed. He didn¡¯t stimulate the power of Tiger Fist.


    Boom!


    Fist bumped against palm and exploded. Lin Yun staggered three steps back and refrained his inner energy and blood with difficulty.


    ¡°What happened? Lin Yun withstood Zhou¡¯s attack.¡±


    Most factotums were shocked. After this hit, however, Lin Yun had not been whacked to be disabled as they expected, but just retreated three steps back.


    Zhou Ping was also surprised and said in a lowered voice, ¡°You bloke has made some progress lately, no wonder you are not afraid.¡±


    Lin Yun analyzed in his mind that he had the opportunity to take it all at that time.


    But he had just achieved the third level of martial practice and had not practiced his inner strength. Besides, he had no battle experience at all. So, he was not in the state.


    He became more confident after this fight because Zhou Ping was just so-so.


    ¡°But you are too naive to believe that you could beat me by your present cultivation.¡±


    Zhou Ping roared and rushed to Lin Yun again with outspread arms, just like a goshawk, stirring up the wild wind.


    The vigor was so strong that it forced Lin Yun to step back.


    But Lin Yun retreated calmly with rules and he found that Zhou Ping¡¯s moves had many defects.


    It did prove that the more a man exposed himself, then more bugs would be found.


    Except for the few attacks in the beginning which were formidable to him, Lin Yun became more unhurried and even fought back sometimes, which was beyond Zhou Ping¡¯s expectation.


    ¡°What¡¯s happened to Lin Yun? How could he become stronger in such a short time? It seemed that he is using me to practice his own skills. I have to finish it sooner,¡± thought by Zhou Ping while he felt shocked and anxious. ¡°If I could not beat Lin Yun, how can I go strut about in Sword-washing Chamber?¡±


    ¡°Good chance.¡±


    Lin Yun found Zhou Ping was distracted so he concentrated his spirit. Suddenly, there came the sound of breaking bones like roars in mountains.


    Then, the sound continued. He showed the most disruptive move¡ªTiger Roars in Mountains of Tiger Fist.


    ¡°A hundred sounds of bone cracking! He succeeded!¡±


    Zhou Ping was shocked. It was beyond his expectation. This sword slave had achieved the third level of martial practice.


    Lin Yun didn¡¯t distract but punched with the sound of breaking bones as if roaring through the mountain forests.


    The fist, just like a fierce swooping tiger, hit Zhou Ping¡¯s chest with irresistible force while he was stunned.


    Bang! Zhou Ping was knocked to the air then fell down to the ground with his ribs broken, feeling extremely painful.


    All factotums were stunned totally.


    ¡°Lin Yun has reached the third level of martial practice! The third level of martial practice!¡±

 3. If You Have an Afterlife, Dont Be a Fool for Love

    Zhou Ping looked at Lin Yun in disbelief and murmured, "You are a stupid sword slave. How did you make it?


    The factotums of Sword Washing Chamber who were busy with their own affairs seemed even more thunderstruck. They couldn''t accept the result.


    Reaching the third level of martial practice could qualify one to be an outer disciple of Qingyun Sect. This slave''s position was suddenly much higher than theirs.


    Looking at Zhou Ping, Lin Yun didn''t say a word, and then turned to the Sword-washing Chamber.


    Zhou Ping wanted to chase him. But he gave up with chagrin when he saw that Lin Yun had entered the Sword-washing Chamber. He gave an angry punch to the ground.


    Sword-washing Chamber was a separate loft and also a forbidden ground.


    This place was not accessible to the outer disciples and factotums. It was responsible for washing and maintaining the swords of the inner disciples. This room was full of exquisite and even higher-level magical weapons.


    The maintenance of these weapons was beyond the average factotums'' knowledge. They could have damaged the sword.


    This place was only accessible to Lin Yun. Even Zhou Ping dared not to enter.


    "Brother Zhou, are you all right?"


    "Now Lin Yun got his chance and I''m afraid he might level up too fast to be stopped."


    "It''s over. We always laugh and taunt at this guy. We are in trouble now." They all gathered and murmured.


    "Stop gossiping! He reached the third level only accidently relying on Sister Su''s elixirs. After all, it isn''t easy to become an outer disciple of Qingyun Sect."


    Zhou Ping was unconvinced by Lin Yun. He thought he was just careless.


    Now, he lost face because of Lin Yun. If he didn''t beat this bloke, who would obey him in the future.


    Zhou Ping looked coldly at the Sword-washing Chamber, and then went away immediately.


    "Lin Yun will be miserable. He''s going to suffer later. Zhou Ping''s father is the elder of the outer disciples, and his eldest brother is the superior of the outer disciples."


    "This slave has been suppressed too much in daily life, he is so arrogant that he does not know who he is. How dare he beat the Brother Zhou!"


    "Anyway, Brother Zhou was really ashamed just now. He usually bullies us a lot before. I think he deserves it."


    Hundreds of factotums discussed for a moment. And then they went back to their work: maintaining other outer disciple''s swords


    Lin Yun felt the chill of the Sword-washing Chamber when he pushed through the door.


    The chill came from a cold pool in the middle of the hall.


    A dozen swords were placed upon the ice floating on the water, and freezing fog pervaded all over the pool.


    According to the memory of the owner of this body, Lin Yun knew that this cold pool was very mysterious. The floating ice in the pool was colder than thousand years of ice in the Star Moon Lake of Skywater Kingdom. Few people in the Sect knew the secret here.


    Clank.


    On the other side of the cold pool, an old man was sharpening a sword.


    Ten spiritual liquids of different colors lay besides the sword grinder. The old man took out different liquids and mixed them together, or injected them separately into the grinder where the sword was sharpened skillfully.


    Lin Yun didn''t make any sound and watched the elder sharpening a sword in silent. When the elder finished and started wiping the sword''s surface, Lin Yun said respectfully, "Elder Hong, I have reached the third level of martial practice and will leave the Sword-washing Chamber soon."Support the creativity of authors by visiting Royal Road for this novel and more.


    The elder was the real leader of the Sword-washing Chamber who didn''t like management, so the mediocre Zhou Ping had the chance to bully others.


    Lin Yun''s brilliant sword-maintenance skills all came from Elder Hong, who also granted Lin Yun the qualification to enter the Sword-washing Chamber. So he got the privilege to maintain the swords belonging to inner disciples alone.


    Elder Hong was slightly surprised and sighed softly, "It is not surprised that although you are poor qualified, using many elixirs that Su Ziyao gave, you''ll naturally break through."


    "However, the real beginning of martial practice is when you reach Innateness Realm on cultivation. It''s so hard for you to go on cultivating because you got a poor talent, still an impasse for you."


    "You have a predestined fate with sword and can communicate with magical weapons. In outside world, I could help you to become a magician (Not to be confused with magicians in western cultures, here it refers to a master who knows spiritual tattoos). When you reach the top of it, those powerful ones also will ingratiate you."


    The words of Elder Hong made Lin Yun very confused. What was a magician? Why was the Innateness Realm just a start of the journey of cultivating martial arts?


    Nonetheless, Lin Yun could clearly feel the concern and worry in his words.


    It seemed that Lin Yun had indeed benefited a lot from Su Ziyao''s elixirs, since elders Hong sad that too.


    "Thanks for your concern, but I have determined to become a cultivator no matter how hard and difficult it could be. I''m living not for fame, but to follow my heart and lead a life without regret, so that I could live free and easy."


    Lin Yun had two lifetimes, so he was not bothered by those problems.


    Hearing this, Elder Hong was stunned and smiled, "Will you truly feel at ease by following your heart?"


    In his words, he wanted to say more but he didn''t.


    "From the sword slave to the third level of martial practice, it is a big success. I''m greatly delighted you can still remember me. I have nothing else but a scroll of picture to congratulate you, you can take it."


    Lin Yun was surprised because he knew that scroll was a treasure to Elder Hong, who lost himself observing it from time to time.


    Lin Yun treated Elder Hong as an important mentor, how could he take his precious scroll? So he hurriedly refused it.


    But Elder Hong said, "For this scroll I ran out of my spirit trying to crack its secret but failed. Now I''m an old man who will die at any moment, so the scroll is useless for me. I wouldn''t take it with me to coffin."


    "If I''m right, you are cultivating the Tiger Fist. No matter what, the scroll will help you in a way or another."


    Elder Hong gave it to Lin Yun directly and strongly. Waving his hand, he said, "Now you can leave, don''t come back. No matter what people think of you, you are not a Qingyun sword slave anymore."


    Elder Hong stressed the last sentence strongly, which shocked Lin Yun suddenly. Yes, Lin Yun thought in his mind, from now on, no matter what others thought, he couldn''t look down upon himself.


    He took the picture and bent over solemnly, then left.


    Elder Hong looked at Lin Yun''s back, and sighed heavily with pity.


    Getting out of the Sword-washing Chamber, he found that a group of factotums were sitting on the floor. They all looked at Lin Yun complicatedly, some were jealous, some were envy.


    Everyone knew that whatever Lin Yun would be in the future, he didn''t need to come back here.


    Zhou Ping was gone and didn''t find try to pick a fight, which surprised Lin Yun quite a bit. After staying for a moment, he left this place without looking back, and then walked to his own wood cabin.


    Humble and remote as it was, it looked extremely inconspicuous in this gigantic Qingyun peak.


    In this humble house, Lin Yun took his pen to write something.


    A hundred Body Nourishing Elixirs, twenty Energy and Blood Pills¡­All amounted to 50 grams of gold altogether.


    That was right. What he was writing this moment was elixirs and money given by Su Ziyao in charity in these two years.


    Lin Yun was good at sword-maintaining. For a long time, Su Ziyao''s sword had been maintained by him all the time.


    In these two years, these scattered rewards were quite a lot.


    As other people said, the previous owner aptitude and comprehension may be stuck in the third level of martial practice all his life without these rewards.


    No matter how strong he insisted, he could not break through.


    Lin Yun''s memory was excellent, but actually that was hard to recall as the previous owner clearly remembered every reward from her.


    Indeed, he also clearly remembered what made Su Ziyao bring her sword to him for maintenance, even the specific hour and weather every time she came.


    Just recalling a little bit, all the things about Su Ziyao came to his mind.


    Lin Yun felt a little confused, the previous owner was not foolish, and even had an immense perseverance. But why couldn''t he recognize the fact that she only gave the rewards as mere courtesy.


    It was hardly politeness. She did it with superlative indifference, and never cared a little.


    The word "love" was sincerely incomprehensible.


    When Lin Yun thought of Su Ziyao, an image of her wiping the whole body of the sword and her indifference came to his mind. He shook his head slightly and tried not to think about it, then continued writing earnestly.


    After finished, he blew softly to the paper to dry the ink. Then Lin Yun put it in front of him, her indifferent expression popping up again. He felt a twinge of hopeless for the previous owner.


    The obsessiveness of the previous owner of this body was so powerful that it still influenced Lin Yun now.


    "Easy man, when I enter the outer sects and have a little achievement, I would give it tenfold back to her."


    Lin Yun withdrew his sight and muttered to himself. After a long time, he kept this paper well.


    After saying that, the obsessiveness from his mind was obviously reduced, and gratitude emerged.


    However, Lin Yun couldn''t laugh. What was his unreasonable love for?


    "If you have an afterlife, I wish you would not be a love fool again."

 4. You鈥檙e an Exception!

    Temporarily letting go of the obsession of the former possessor of this body, Lin Yun took out the painting scroll given by Old Hong.


    In the Sword-Washing Chamber, he often saw Old Hong observe this painting in an extremely cautious way, but Lin Yun never stole a glance at it.


    He wondered what on earth was in the painting.


    "Let tiger be your heart but gently sniff a rose."


    These were the words written on the scroll, full of ancient austerity and sophistication at the same time.


    The moment the scroll was unfolded, raging roar rings in Lin Yun''s ears and a fierce tiger rushed right toward him from the painting.


    Bang!


    Lin Yun got a fright and pulled back in a hurry, dropping the scroll on the ground.


    His heart wouldn''t stop beating slower after a long time.


    "It''s so scary. It seems that there was really a tiger coming at me."


    Lin Yun''s fear lingered for a while. Looking at the scroll on the ground, he decided to pick it up after some hesitation.


    Painted in the scroll was a fierce tiger rushing out, one peek at which imposed tremendous pressure on the viewer.


    In the next second, you would forget that it was something in a painting, but instead regarded it as a real tiger coming at you.


    The tiger opened its mouth, sending out tiger roars formidable enough to shake one''s soul.


    Whiz!


    Lin Yun quickly folded the scroll, not daring to take one more look. His hand holding the painting slightly trembled.


    How terrifying! No wonder Old Hong couldn''t be careful enough every time he watched the painting.


    The pressure of a fiery tsunami or earthquake taking place right in front of you! The murderous breath of the king of all beasts attacking straight at your heart!


    Undoubtedly, this scroll was a real treasure.


    However, it seemed useless for the moment because one look at it made Lin Yun under tremendous pressure.


    "Wait¡­"


    Lin Yun''s eyes lit up, remembering what Old Hong told him, "What you practice is Tiger Fist, so it must be of great use even if you cannot figure out the secret of the painting."


    Now he got it that Old Hong never expected him to unlock the mystery in the painting.


    He only hoped that by observing it, Lin Yun could reach the top level of Tiger Fist.


    The practice of any cultivation or martial arts, from primary to top, could be divided to four stages: Primary Stage, Slight Achievement, Big Achievement, and Final Perfection.


    Tiger Fist was one of the simplest of all basic martial arts, the Primary Stage of which could be reached with just a little perception.


    With diligence and hard training for enough time, it was not difficult to reach Slight Achievement.


    Reaching Big Achievement, however, required much. For a person without enough perception, no matter how much time spent on it would be a waste.


    As for Final Perfection, it required both gift and opportunity, which was indeed a pipe dream for him.


    Even the most basic martial art, once reaching Final Perfection, could generate breath-taking power of destruction, or even broke through the limitation of the martial art itself, exerting enormous might that transcended its own grade.


    In the past two years, Lin Yun''s Tiger Fist had been stuck in Slight Achievement.


    The power of Tiger Fist could only be given play to thirty percent, so it was out of pure luck that he defeated Zhou Ping last time.


    The major reason for Lin Yun''s last victory was Zhou Ping''s complacency and underestimation of Lin Yun because for a long time, he had been able to easily beat the crap out of Lin Yun.


    He never anticipated that Lin Yun should reach the third level of martial practice, so he suffered great deal under his impatience and impulse.


    Joining the outer Sect was sure to be followed by many new challenges, so it''d be better to stabilize his martial level first. It wouldn''t be late to wait until he reached the Final Perfection of Tiger Fist.


    In his previous life, Lin Yun had been a calm and vigilant actor.


    He never took an inattentive step and always made a move when he was as sure as a gun.


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    Making up his mind, Lin Yun stopped hesitating.


    He tried his best to suppress the fear in his heart and once again unfolded the tiger scroll.


    Whizz!


    As if a gale fleeting by the ear, the overwhelming pressure came right at his face.


    Lin Yun tried his best to keep calm, carefully observed the subtle spirit of the tiger, and quickly folded the scroll after insisting for two seconds.


    He closed his eyes in an attempt to recall in his mind the subtle spirit of the fierce tiger from the paining.


    By the time when he opened his eyes with brilliance, Lin Yun began to practice Tiger Fist in the tiny wooden cabin.


    Instantly, the punches blew as fluently as running water and as smoothly as floating clouds, and the tiger spirit, reverberating simultaneously in his mind while he carried out movements, was absorbed bit by bit.


    Finishing a set of punches, Lin Yun merrily felt his body stretched to a full extent.


    A swell of thoughts flooded to him and every intertwined detail was inextricably about Tiger Fist.


    An experience had never occurred before embraced Lin Yun, in an enjoyably abstruse way beyond description.


    It was indeed helpful. Old Hong wasn''t bragging!


    Joy sprawled along the corners of his mouth. He was motived to open the scroll again.


    One second, two seconds, three seconds, and four seconds!


    This time, Lin Yun watched the scroll for four seconds, doubling that of last time!


    The fierce tiger in the painting had even formed a vague silhouette in his mind.


    In the narrow and plain cabin, the young man seemed to have opened the door to a brand-new world, so he kept practicing the martial art regarded as worthless trash by others.


    He sweated like a pig, exhausted, but still carried on.


    Even though he would be scared and shiver to the extent psychological scars might be left on his mind every time he unfolded the scroll, he still held on biting hard his teeth and summoned up the courage to unfold the scroll again and again.


    Tiger Dashing Down from Mountain Top!


    Lin Yun shouted out loud after repeating the process ten times and the second killing skill of Tiger Fist was carried out by him without any hindrance.


    In an instant, as if turning into a tiger, he jumped nearly one and a half meters into the air, almost touching the ceiling.


    During his landing, bones inside his body made cracking sounds like whistling wind, ear-deafening.


    Bang! Bang! Bang!


    The overflowed gale blew away everything in the cabin and made pieces of furniture scatter here and there on the ground, leaving the room in a mess.


    Tiger Roaring in Forest, Tiger Dashing down from Mountain Top, and Tiger Worshipped by All Beasts were the three killing skills of Tiger Fist. The first two moves could only build up one''s body and refine Qi-blood.


    At this moment, Lin Yun succeeded in the first two killing skills, leaving only the last one-Tiger Worshipped by All Beasts.


    Brilliance shimmered in Lin Yun''s eyes. The scroll is indeed a treasure, with the help of which his martial arts improved more than what he had to practice for half a year.


    "With this treasure, surely I''m going to reach Final Perfection of Tiger Fist soon."


    Having succeeded in two killing skills in a time, Lin Yun was now full of confidence.


    ¡­


    Three days later, the sun was rising from the horizon.


    In front of a wooden cabin halfway up the Qingyun Mountain, a figure was turning and rolling in the midair and punching as fast as wind in the sunshine.


    Whistling sound floated over the open space.


    Every punch sweeping out triggered roaring and whistling wind. The young man was for sure the sword slave-Lin Yun. Before he became a disciple of the outer Sect, the identity of Qingyun sword slave would still be sealed on him.


    In the open space, Lin Yun looked calm and didn''t push out punches randomly.


    He was experiencing the warm stream within his body, which was said to be the inner power generated when the martial artist entered the third grade of martial practice.


    One could be called a martial artist only after becoming an outer disciple and learning the approach to cultivate inner power.


    Currently, even though he had no idea of how to cultivate inner power, he paid attention to integrate his punches with inner power.


    All of a sudden, from his calm eyes, zealous glow oozed out like burning flames.


    "Tiger Roaring in Forest!"


    Boom!


    The bones inside his body were roaring again and again out loud like a tiger. By one vigorous punch, cracking sounds burst out in the air, stirring turbulent air flows to finally form gales in all directions.


    Tiger Dashing down from Mountain Top!


    Taking advantage of the momentum, Lin Yun jumped high into the air and then dived downward directly. He seemed to transform into a tiger, thumping hard on the ground. Boom!


    One punch on the ground, and cracks began to creep all over the mountain rocks.


    Rocks crashed suggested that Lin Yun reached the top level of Tiger Fist-Final Perfection!


    After practicing a set of punches, Lin Yun was sweating but not much compared with the first practice, an indication that he had made speedy progress.


    In three days, his Tiger Fist finally reached top level and his third level martial cultivation was also stabilized.


    Phew!


    Pulling back his arms, Lin Yun stood upright.


    In the sunshine, Lin Yun''s slightly tender face was full of vigor and vitality. He exhaled out a breath of foul air, looking calm and composed, and whispered to himself, "Now that I have reached top level and stabilized my martial cultivation, I can finally depend on myself."


    He walked into the wooden cabin and tidied up himself. Seeing in the basin reflection the purple seal between his eyebrows, Lin Yun was lost in contemplation.


    The seal was too conspicuous. Even if he didn''t give a care, others might make carping comments on it.


    Thinking about it, Lin Yun tore off a piece of cloth and put it on his forehead as a headband.


    Half an hour later, Lin Yun appeared in the Qingyun Sect Affair Administration.


    Sect Affair Administration was the place sending out sect salaries and storing martial arts books, cultivation manuals, weapons and martial tools.


    When Lin Yun arrived, there were already many disciples gathering here.


    "Senior, I''m Lin Yun and I''ve reached the third level of martial cultivation, so I hereby apply to become an outer disciple."


    Facing the administrator of Sect Affair Administration, Lin Yun took out the identity card for the administrator to review and says calmly.


    The administrator was an elder in grey whose family name was Yang. Despite his plain look, his martial cultivation reached as high as the sixth level.


    In front of him, Lin Yun could feel the coming pressure.


    "Lin Yun the sword slave?"


    The administrator in grey lazily raised his eyebrows and took a glance at Lin Yun, not inspecting his identity. He smiled, "I have heard about you. You''re quite famous for your excellent skill in sword maintenance."


    The voice of the old man was not too loud but enough to attract the attention of other people who all displayed their curiosity.


    "Lin Yun the sword slave!"


    "This guy actually breaks through to the third level of martial cultivation. That''s awesome of him. He helped me with my sword maintenance."


    "Not that he is awesome. Think how many elixirs Sister Su has given him. What a fool he is not able to break through to the third level until today."


    The quiet Administration hall turned noisy after grey-gown administrator spelled out Lin Yun''s name.


    To the loud and harsh comments, Lin Yun showed no joy or anger. Instead, he asked calmly, "You''re flattering me, senior. Am I eligible to become one of the outer disciples?"


    "According to the Sect rules since ancient time, anyone who reaches the third level of martial cultivation, no matter what his identity, is eligible to become an outer disciple. This is the rule, but¡­you''re an exception!"

 5. Ugliness and Immorality in the Sect

    ¡°According to the Sect rules since ancient time, anyone who reaches the third level of martial cultivation, no matter what his identity, is eligible to become an outer disciple. This is the rule, but¡­you¡¯re an exception!¡±


    The grey-gown administrator said slowly. Lin Yun¡¯s face changed slightly, asking in a low voice, ¡°Why am I an exception?¡±


    ¡°Does your martial cultivation improve by practice? Everyone in the Sect knows Su Ziyao gave you numerous elixirs. Cultivation built up by elixirs is too superficial to contribute to the Sect!¡±


    With a sneer, the grey-gown elder said tepidly, ¡°I don¡¯t intend to insult you, but you have to choose anyone from the outer disciples in the hall, and if you can resist ten moves, I shall grant you the identity of outer disciple. Or¡­¡±


    Pausing for a second, he reproached coldly, ¡°You¡¯d better go back and be a sword slave quietly. Don¡¯t waste Sect¡¯s resources.¡±


    The sudden change made the formerly relaxed climate in the Administration hall turn frosty and intense.


    Some felt sorry for Lin Yun for his two years of hard work would be in vain.


    Some thought what the grey-gown administrator said was right. There wouldn¡¯t be too much potential in the cultivation built up by elixirs.


    However, it was indeed a challenge to resist ten moves against any of the outer disciples.


    How could a person who just entered the third level resist ten moves against those having years of martial cultivation?


    Lin Yun looked straight into the grey-gown administrator, wondering why he was being hostile to him since they had no former grudges before.


    ¡°Take it easy, boy. I¡¯ll take care of you. If you can resist five moves from me, the rest five is spared.¡±


    The voice rang from back. When Lin Yun looked back, he saw Zhou Ping¡¯s false smile from the crowd.


    He instantly figured out the reason.


    ¡°Gee, wearing a headband huh? You think this can make you no sword slave?¡±


    With a hint of ridicule, Zhou Ping walked over slowly, and other outer disciples quickly stepped aside for him.


    Seeing Zhou Ping walking out from the crowd, many came to realize why administrator Yang should try to spite Lin Yun.


    It could be confirmed that this Lin Yun was about to be retaliated by Zhou Ping.


    By Zhou Ping¡¯s identity, Yang was easily willing to do him this favor.


    Though others knew the story, everyone was reluctant bolster up for Lin Yun. Who would ask for troubles just to help a sword slave?


    ¡°Senior Yang, would you keep true to what you just said? Can I become an outer disciple if I resist ten moves from brother Zhou?¡±


    Ignoring Zhou Pin¡¯s taunt, Lin Yun turned around and asked the grey-gown administrator.


    Surprise flashed by in Yang¡¯s eyes, and he said in a low voice, ¡°Of course I shall keep my words. Why would I turn you down if you can prove yourself?¡±


    Though his words sounded just and fair, Yang actually could not help but sneer at Lin Yun. The sword slave so overestimated himself that he expected himself to beat Zhou Ping who surpassed him by a strong level.


    Inside the Administration hall, all outer disciples were quite shocked as they had thought that Lin Yun would definitely pull back facing such a tough one. To their surprise, he decided to take the challenge.


    By a bit reflection, the truth came to light as what was happening here. It was a trap set up by Zhou Ping.


    He was waiting for Lin Yun to jump into it. Any normal person would choose not to take the challenge because it was nothing but asking for an insult.


    What''s more, Zhou Ping was at the forth level of martial cultivation, a strong level higher than Lin Yun.


    ¡°Brother Zhou, please.¡±


    Walking to the open ground in front of the Administration hall, Lin Yun said and stretched out his arm as a gesture to suggest outset.


    ¡°Well, since you were one of my sword slaves, I will keep my words that you need to resist only five moves from me.¡±


    On the words, Zhou Ping leaned forward, stretched out both arms like wings, and rushed at Lin Yun.If you discover this narrative on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the violation.


    Whizz!


    The moment Zhou Ping began to run strong waves of wind were generated. And he dashed right at Lin Yun.


    ¡°Pose the body like a bow, arms like wings, spirit like wind; this is Eagle Palm!¡±


    ¡°When an eagle chases after its pray, the main spirit is to build up momentum. By his posture, Zhou Lin maters the spirit quite well. When he takes flight from the ground, it will be incredible.¡±


    ¡°No wonder Zhou Ping dares to spare five moves. His Eagle Palm spirit is good and will reach Final Achievement soon.¡±


    An adept cultivator would show what he got as soon as he moved.


    All those present were inner disciples, not handymen from Sword-Washing Chamber, so they could figure out Zhou Ping¡¯s strength at a single glance.


    A gust of wind hit over, blowing up Lin Yun¡¯s hair near forehead, and Zhou Ping who was approaching near looked fierce in his steady pace.


    Compared with the self-overestimation and carelessness three days ago, he looked like a totally different person.


    But for a full preparation, he would surely lose face here.


    Lin Yun was not a bit panicked, recalling in his mind the tiger spirit in the painting scroll. The opponent was building up momentum, and so was he.


    ¡°He¡¯s done. The sword slave is too stupid to move. Is he waiting to die?¡±


    ¡°Once the power of Eagle Palm is exerted, the fierceness of it will dwarf anyone except those with extraordinary martial cultivation, excellent footwork or swiftness of a rabbit.¡±


    ¡°How can a sword slave know these? By the time Zhou Ping flies to the air, the sword slave will be doomed.¡±


    ¡°He flies!¡±


    Coming into sight was the scene where Zhou Ping, who had been rushing forward to build up momentum, leaned forward, extended his arms, and stepped hard against the ground.


    Whoosh!


    His body quick like an arrow and gaze sharp as a sword, Zhou Ping set off from the ground and stretched out his arms like an eagle spreading its wings.


    With a smirk on his face, Zhou Ping looked a little ruthless, showing out all his cruelty.


    Not to mention the humiliation three days ago, Lin Yun himself was Zhou Ping¡¯s big source of elixirs, so he had to stop Lin Yun from becoming an outer disciple by all means.


    If Lin Yun was gone, how could he steal a share of Su Ziyao¡¯s elixirs given to Lin Yun?


    ¡°Defeat him!¡±


    With an angry growl, Zhou Ping¡¯s poised blow reached its peak.


    The five fingers of his right hand shaped into a claw as that of a hunting eagle, fiercely heading right toward Lin Yun¡¯s head.


    ¡°How callous!¡±


    All disciples outside the scene took a deep breath. It seemed Zhou Ping didn¡¯t plan to spare Lin Yun¡¯s life.


    Targeting straight at the top of his head would leave Lin Yun either dead or badly hurt.


    Five moves?


    Zhou Ping simply didn''t consider five moves but one single deadly blow in order to humiliate his opponent.


    Rustle!


    The gust was strong enough before the eagle claw arrived. Lin Yun could hardly keep his eyes open and his long hair was dancing wildly in the air.


    He retreated his right foot and bent over.


    In the eyes of all others, Lin Yun made a slightly stupid move, to the surprise of all others.


    Was he about to draw back to escape a bit? But was he able to do so?


    ¡°Damn!¡± The casual-looking administrator Yang suddenly felt worried with his right eye twitching and his face changing dramatically.


    It was late already. Before he tried to stop everything, Lin Yun had already set out.


    My heart shelters a fierce tiger which, however, enjoys sniffing roses!


    Tiger Fist¡ªTiger Roaring in Forest!


    Pulling back the right foot and bending over, Lin Yin didn''t retreat but took an imitative by clenching five fingers of his hand and smashing a punch out.


    In an instant, there seemed to be a painting unfolding behind him.


    The bones in his body were cracking like tiger roars. On the punch, sound of explosion rang all over in the air, turbulent airflows were triggered, and gale picked up in all directions.


    ¡°This punch is for me. You shouldn''t have stopped me from becoming an outer disciple by setting up secretive schemes!¡± Lin Yun thought to himself.


    ¡°Final Perfection of Tiger Fist!¡±


    There was a sharp-eyed disciple who could immediately tell that Lin Yun¡¯s Tiger Fist had reached top level!


    Bang!


    At the collision of fist and claw, Zhou Ping, whose Eagle Palm yet to reach the top level, was thrown away by Lin Yin¡¯s fierceness.


    Zhou Ping¡¯s palm was blasted, and he felt like his entire arm was broken, his body driven backward in the air.


    Panic oozed out from his eyes. How was it possible? Three day ago, Lin Yun was at Slight Achievement level.


    How could he break through to top level, Final Perfection, in merely three days?


    Although Tiger Fist was a basic martial art, it was never an easy matter to reach the top level.


    The most horrible thing was that Zhou Ping wanted to defeat Lin Yun with one blow, but at this moment, he couldn¡¯t change his position in the air.


    Lin Yun looked indifferent, running for a few steps, and then sprang up high like a tiger.


    His leaping, though with no height nor speed of Zhou Ping¡¯s Eagle, fully displayed the spirit and power of a fierce tiger.


    Tiger Dashing down from Mountain Top!


    With his body that couldn¡¯t move in the air and a weak arm, Zhou Ping could do nothing but watched Lin Yun¡¯s more violent punch hitting into his chest.


    Cracking!


    Several bones in Zhou Ping¡¯s chest were broken. Zhou Ping looked extremely painful and then fell on the ground, whining.


    ¡°The second punch is for the former possessor of this body. Zhou Ping, you shouldn¡¯t have bullied Lin Yun for two years just because you are stronger than him!¡±


    Lin Yun pulled his moves back and stood upright.


    After landing on the ground, Lin Yun relaxed his fingers and calmed down the rolling inner power within his body.


    Zhou Ping, who was originally thought to be able to kill Lin Yun with one move, was defeated by Lin Yun with just two powerful and neat moves.


    This was a result beyond everyone¡¯s expectation, astonishing every outer disciple present in the Administration hall.


    Whistle. Gust picked up!


    Administrator Yang flashed to Zhou Ping to check his wound.


    His face turned gloomy in an instant. Looking at Lin Yun, he raged, ¡°You sword slave, how dare you to be so callous! Lin Yun, for hurting Sect peer and being ruthless, I now expel you out of Qingyun Sect!¡±


    Lin Yun was a bit stunned, but on a second thought, he was not surprised. He said calmly, ¡°Tiger Fist itself is a martial art weaker than Eagle Palm. If I haven¡¯t done my best, his first claw may have broken my skull.¡±


    ¡°How dare you talk back to me!¡±


    Administrator Yang was unable to contain his anger. Zhou Ping¡¯s wound was too serious to explain to his father.


    This little sword slave even dared to talk back to him. He was really heedless of consequences.


    In the Administration hall, the atmosphere suddenly turned depressing. Grey-gown administrator was really hitting the ceiling!


    ¡°Stop!¡±


    Just when the grey-gown administrator was about to seek revenge on Lin Yun, a hoarse voice came from upstairs.

 6. The Body that Could Break Swords

    The husky and old voice from upstairs stopped the grey-gown administrator.


    "Head Wang!"


    On the rooftop stood an old man in black wearing a cold face, which made people stressful.


    "My greetings!"


    All outer disciples outside the hall were a little panicked on seeing the old man, and they all kneeled down to greet him.


    This old man was the head of Sect Affairs Administration, and had achieved the ninth level of Martial Practice.


    There were ten levels of Martial Practice, three levels a threshold; the highest level was almost the limit of human body. The higher the harder.


    In the whole Qingyun Sect, except the chief, few could achieve the ninth level. Even throughout the whole Skywater Kingdom, Head Wang should be among the top kung fu masters.


    He was busy with the Sect Affairs Administration, and seldom concerned himself with specific affairs.


    "Administrator Yang, I have learned the whole thing. You did nothing wrong. But since he has passed all your tests, you shouldn''t be hard on him. To make amends, you''re responsible to allocate him the clothes and weapon and teach him the entry-level kung fu."


    "Yes, yes, yes, you said right. I will act upon what you told me.


    The old man nodded his head, glanced at Lin Yun and then left.


    The grey-gown administrator felt much relieved. Fortunately, Head Wang didn''t punish him. It was really his lucky day.


    But on thinking that as an administrator, he had to hand out the clothes and pick a weapon for this sword slave, he felt depressed immediately.


    "Come with me," said Yang with an unfriendly attitude. And then he took Lin Lun upstairs.


    On seeing Lin Yun going upstairs, all the other disciples were jealous of him.


    If it hadn''t been Head Wang, Lin Yun would have had a rough time today.


    As for Zhou Ping lying on the ground, he could only suck on it, because no one cared about him now.


    The second floor of Sect Affairs Administration was an important place of the sect.


    All the martial arts-related scripts and skills they collected were here. Any new outer disciple had a chance to choose a script and a martial skill. And then they can only exchange their outstanding contributions for them.


    "Choose the martial script first. You can practice inner power since you''ve achieved the third level. These are all the relevant martial scripts."


    Administrator Yang took Lin Yun to a bookshelf, pointing at it without more unnecessary word.


    Lin Yun didn''t regard himself as an outsider. He came up to the bookshelf, and leafed through all the martial scripts as fast as he could.


    "Qingyun Script, Wind & Thunder Power, Green Water Script¡­"


    Seeing Lin''s reading speed, Administrator Yang couldn''t help laughing at Lin in his mind. Sword slaves were born to be swords slaves. He read them so fast, god knew whether he got the point of it.


    If he knew the rule, he should ask me how to choose.


    "Administrator Yang, I will choose this one."


    "Pure Yang Script."


    On receiving the book and seeing the name, Administrator Yang''s face was a little twisted, and he sneered in his heart.


    To practice Pure Yang Script, one had to have strong inner power, and it''d take a long time to practice. So most of the practitioners who chose it in the sect gave up at last.


    "Are you sure?"


    "Yeah, I am."


    Administrator Yang laughed, "Impressive. It''s good and suits you well."


    Through reading his face, Lin Yun knew Yang was a wolf in sheep''s clothing and had bad intentions.


    But in the last few minutes, he had glanced over the introductions of all the martial scripts on the shelf.Unauthorized use: this story is on Amazon without permission from the author. Report any sightings.


    And he had memorized every word of them.


    After comprehensive comparison, he finally chose this one. All ten levels of martial practice needed to strengthen the human body. The inner power by practicing Pure Yang Script would become thick and strong. There was no doubt it was best suited.


    Next was to choose a martial technique. Like martial scrips, martial techniques also had basic, medium and advanced levels.


    Lin Yun picked a medium one named Flowing Wind Swordplay, which was famous for its lethality and flexibility.


    "Don''t blame me for not reminding you. Flowing Wind Swordplay has high requirements for your aptitude. Even most of the inner disciples failed.


    On seeing that Lin Yun made another "wrong" choice, Yang thought he should remind Lin; after all, it was Head Wang''s order.


    "It''s OK. Thank you for reminding me."


    "Such a blockhead!"


    Administrator Yang pulled a long face, murmured to himself, and ignored Lin Yun totally.


    In the Weapon Chamber.


    Since Lin Yun chose to practice swordplay, of course he had to choose a sword. Administrator Yang picked one casually for him, leaving him no chance to choose.


    After pulling out the sword, Lin Yun looked it over, and was quite satisfied with it.


    This sword was made of cyan steel, the standard sword for all disciples. Lin Yun saw a lot of them when he was still a sword slave.


    Observing its body lines, Lin Yun knew it was one of superb quality.


    Crack!


    The blade broke suddenly and fell on the ground with a clang.


    Now there was only half of it in his hand.


    "What''s going on?"


    Administrator Yang seized the sword from Lin, and couldn''t get a clue after checking it for some time; then he said angrily, "Change another one. They must have purchased some shoddy ones."


    Crack! Crack! Crack!


    Three in a row, every one broke without a reason. Administrator Yang looked Lin Yun up and down, "You sword slave, are you playing tricks on me?"


    Lin Yun made his name in the whole Qingyun Sect for his sword- maintenance skills.


    Four cyan steel swords broke consecutively without a reason, which aroused Administrator Yang''s suspicion.


    Lin Yun was also confused in his heart. He said, "That was beyond my ability. And I wouldn''t do such things. How about¡­Administrator Yang¡­I choose one by myself?"


    "You wish! Wait here."


    Administrator Yang glared at Lin Yun, and then searched the piles of waste swords in the corner. Suddenly his eyes shined.


    He found a rusted old sword shrouded in dust, and handed it to Lin Yun.


    Before Lin Yun pulled the sword out of the scabbard, Administrator Yang already pushed him out, "Try it when you go back. Don''t do it here. If you break it again, I will have no one for you."


    After having broken four swords, Lin Feng was also a little embarrassed, so he gave up.


    Before he went back, Administrator Yang asked him, "So you''re sure you''d practice the Flowing Wind Swordplay?"


    "Yes."


    "Haha, good for you. This swordplay has a high requirement for aptitude, higher than a sword slave like you can imagine. If you don''t change now, I will never change it for you even if you come to beg me in the future."


    "Farewell."


    For Lin Yun persistence, Administrator Yang who already held the grudge could only sneer in his heart, "Someday you will come to beg me."


    Two hours later, Lin Yun put on the clothes of the sect before the cabin. With a white gown inside, and a cyan one outside, he looked much more handsome.


    On the ground before the cabin, the sound of the sword was howling in the air. Lin Yun was practicing with his sword. His moves were as smooth as the flowing water.


    If Administrator Yang had been here, he would have been stunned for what he saw.


    A common person couldn''t even get familiar with the Flowing Wind Swordplay in half a month. But for Lin Yun, it was like a piece of cake.


    "It''s not so difficult as I imagined."


    Two hours later, Lin Yun already got the hang of it, and comprehended all the basic moves.


    Except the basic sword moves, there were three deadly moves, namely Swords Rotating to Make Winds, Flowing Shadow of Reflective Light, Wind Blowing without a Trace.


    Although his sword skills hadn''t reached Slight Achievement now, it wouldn''t take him long.


    Staring at the blade, Lin Yun was pondering. Administrator Yang gave this old sword to him.


    The sword was two-finger wide, and 1.1-meter long, with no gloss on the edge. The blade was dark cyan. It looked old, with no gloss at all.


    Lin Yun knocked on it, but the heavy blade didn''t make any ringing metal sound.


    So Lin Yun guessed it should be made of metal wood.


    Except metal, animal bones, rocks and metal wood all could be made into swords, which were really rare.


    Metal wood, which was not an official name, was kind of sharp wood as hard as metal.


    When Elder Hong taught him Sword-maintenance Skill, he gave him a Flower Sword Collection, which recorded many famous swords.


    Among them were some rare ones, which were made of natural woods.


    There were a lot of woods that could be made into swords. And the most famous one was the Ancient Jian Wood.


    For the sword in his hand, he couldn''t tell its origin.


    But seen from its dark color, no aura, it should be a waste one whatever its origin.


    Wood Sword relied on its natural aura. Without special maintenance for a long time, it''d lose its gloss and aura, no better than an ordinary one.


    But Lin Yun was already very happy. At least it didn''t break.


    With good maintenance, it would be good enough for him.


    After putting the sword back in its scabbard, Lin Yun took out the Pure Yang Script. He said with a little excitement, "It''s time to practice inner power."


    Without inner power, there''d be no future. The one who passed the third level of Martial Practice could be called a real kung fu practitioner.


    Crossing his legs and closing his eyes, after feeling the inner power, Lin Yun tried to move his inner power carefully with Pure Yang Script.


    At first, he was not quite familiar with it.


    The inner power ran here and there in his body, really hard to control.


    When he was proficient at it, it was already dark outside.


    Looking at the stars, Lin Yun was quite excited, because he had hit the top level and could control it as he wanted.


    With calming down, Pure Yang Script operating, Lin Yun fell in some kind of mysterious state.


    As the inner power flowed in his body, he could see his viscera clearly. How wonderful!


    He could see the inner part of his body!


    After achieving the third level, one could see his own viscera, and become a real kung fu practitioner.


    Lin Yun didn''t notice it because he was still immersed in practicing.


    In the mysterious space upon his pubic region, an old broken sword was hanging there, the handle of which was clung around by nine chains spreading in the darkness.


    When he used the Pure Yang Script, some kind of miraculous light fell on the broken sword, stirring up some ripples.


    With the miraculous light falling down, the tail ends of the chains were shaking in the dark, scary and mysterious.

 7. Gathering Water to Form a Stream, Flowing like Wind

    There were five levels of the Pure Yang Script, as Lin Yun expected.


    Compared with Flowing Wind Swordplay, Lin''s progress in Pure Yang Script was too slow. After three days, he was still at the first level.


    For a kung fu practitioner, the root bone was fundamental.


    The root bone meant the kung fu practitioner''s constitution. Lin Yun only had a common mortal body whose state was even worse than a common one''s.


    Except the root bone, one had to rely on external things.


    Commonly speaking, external things mainly referred to pills, also counting the places with abundant spiritual energy, where the practitioner could greatly improve his efficiency.


    Qingyun Sect was a place abundant in spiritual energy, but it had already been taken up by the elders and inner disciples.


    Lin Yun didn''t have a good root bone. And he had neither a place with abundant spiritual energy nor any pills.


    So he failed to quickly learn Pure Yang Script.


    But still he didn''t waste these three days. He made great progress of his Flowing Wind Swordplay.


    Such kind of martial arts that needed savvy was no difficulty for him.


    Also his Tiger Fist didn''t fall behind.


    The swordplay was a skill to kill, the martial art was for cultivating inner power, and Tiger Fist helped him to consolidate the body. Practice of each item was indispensable.


    Before the cabin, Lin Yun spread his palms, with the center of his palm against the sword hilt, and the tip touching the ground.


    With a slight growl, the sword began to rotate fast in his palm.


    But the top of the scabbard wasn''t inserted into the ground with the rotation.


    "Not yet¡­"


    Lin Yun closed his eyes, murmuring, felt the sword in his palm, letting his inner power integrate into it.


    Whoosh!


    A wisp of wind came from nowhere, blowing Lin Yun''s long hair before his forehead.


    "Swords Rotating to Make Winds!"


    Lin Yun suddenly opened his eyes with bright sparks, suddenly grasping the hilt.


    So heavy!


    Suddenly a kind of great power accumulated before came out of the sword and dragged Lin Yun''s body onto the ground.


    Thanks to his Tiger Fist, Lin Yun steadied himself, and lifted the sword.


    Whoosh!


    The moment Lin Yun pulled up his sword, his body was dragged to dash ahead out of his control.


    He and his sword rushed forward over six meters.


    The scabbard directly pierced over one inch deep into the rock ahead, and then many cracks appeared in the rock.


    Lin Yun felt like his whole energy was pumped dry, which made him very tired.


    He wiped the sweat from his forehead, looking at the sword inserted into the stone and pondering.


    Swords Rotating to Make Winds!


    That was one of the three deadly moves of Flowing Wind Swordplay. It showed such great power the first time he used it.


    No wonder it had such a high standard of one''s talent.


    "That''s what it means, to make winds with the sword. The moment the wind rises, I can double the power I accumulated."


    Lin Yun was analyzing it calmly. The sword was still in its scabbard this time. If the sword was out, it''d be much more powerful.


    But it was a little difficult to use.


    "If fighting with men, I''d already lose before the wind rises."


    He needed more practice. When he could use it at his own will, he could show its greatest power in real fighting.


    "If I practice by myself, this is the top level I can get to. To go further, I need a chance to go to the Trigger Hall to fight the fighting against puppets. Or I can go out to have real fights. Both can help me improve my swordplay.


    Lin Yun whispered to himself. He wasn''t overjoyed with that little achievement he had made.A case of content theft: this narrative is not rightfully on Amazon; if you spot it, report the violation.


    A moment later, he made up his mind. To go out to have real fights!


    The Trigger Hall might be a good choice, but he needed money to go in. So it would be possible for him because he was penniless now.


    To have fights outside, firstly, he could accumulate experience; secondly, he could kill beasts to exchange for money or some pills.


    Now he urgently needed pills to improve his Pure Yang martial art.


    Otherwise his swordplay would be nothing if his cultivation stopped.


    Hengyun Mountains lay behind Qingyun Sect, spreading endlessly through many kingdoms. It was only a small part in Skywater Kingdom.


    But only this small part was one third of Skywater Kingdom already.


    Apart from Qingyun Sect, there were other three sects. Together they were called one school and three sects. They were Raging Knife School, Qingyun Sect, Ziyan Sect and Xuanyang Sect.


    Most of their disciples liked to experience in Hengyun Mountains.


    Lin Yun was restricted for his sword slave identity, so he barely had a chance. But now he could go anywhere as he wanted.


    After the simple packing, Lin Yun went out.


    Hengyun Mountains were right behind Qingyun Sect, not very far. It was less than an hour and he already went in.


    There were lots of dangerous beasts in the woods. If he went in deeper, he might even meet evil beasts.


    Compared with beasts, those evil beasts absorbed spiritual energy from heaven and earth, got demonized and mutated little by little. They were extremely powerful.


    Even the weakest evil beasts had the power of fifth level of Martial Practice.


    But now Lin Yun only reached the third level. So he would be dead meat if he met an evil beast.


    Lin Yun, who didn''t want to meet any evil beast, was walking in the mountains very cautiously, looking for any beast that was left alone.


    The skins, claws, blood and flesh of beasts in here were all valuable, which meant a considerable income to Lin Yun now.


    But all the way he only saw beasts in flocks.


    So, Lin Yun who was alone could only give up and wait another chance.


    Babble~


    "Sound of water?"


    Following the sound, he saw a stream converging into a river. The water rippled over the stones, making ringing and melodious sound. It ran all the way down, bringing a refreshing breeze.


    "Gathering water to form a stream flowing like wind. Flowing Wind Swordplay¡­ flowing water like wind¡­"


    There were sparks in his eyes. Suddenly, something hit his head. "Is it possible the so-called Flowing Wind Swordplay doesn''t refer to flowing wind but water flowing like wind?"


    No wonder no one in Qingyun Sect had ever succeeded in practicing it.


    Maybe this was the problem.


    With eyes closed, thinking of every move of the Flowing Wind Swordplay, Lin Yun was immersed in his thoughts.


    A moment later, he pulled out the sword and jumped into the water.


    With a plump, he fell into water, and then the torrents swept him down. He got wet all over.


    Then he climbed to the bank, and didn''t mind it at all.


    After wiping the water off his face, he jumped into the water again. He kept doing that with no fear.


    Nobody knew how many times he failed. A hundred times? Or a thousand times?


    Lin Yun was badly battered in the water, feeling sore all over, and nearly getting numb.


    "I did it!"


    After having tried constantly, Lin Yun finally made it. Now he could stand still in the water, however hard the stream or the wind pushed him.


    Lin Yun smiled with a slice of joy, and then began to practice his swordplay.


    "Gathering water to form a stream flowing like wind¡­"


    Standing in the flowing stream, Lin Yun danced with his sword and felt the breeze the flowing stream brought.


    He jumped out of water as swift as a rabbit. His swordplay became one with the streams and breeze.


    Swish! Swish! Swish!


    He jumped along the streams, waving the sword. He lost himself in practicing the swordplay.


    He felt like that he had changed into the wind and flowed with the stream.


    Finally, the streams converged into a clear lake on the hillside.


    Lin Yun kept flowing with the streams all the way. The moment he fell into the lake, the sword under his palm began to rotate like crazy.


    And when he nearly fell down, he growled, suddenly grasped his sword and stabbed forward.


    "Swords Rotating to Make Winds!"


    All of a sudden, the power in the sword threw him up in the air. Like a bird, he kept jumping on the surface of the lake.


    Wherever the sword went, the wind it made aroused two rows of water walls.


    The lake surface which was nearly 100 meters wide was torn apart and then the water in the air fell down. Hua!


    When he looked back, the sprays were hitting the surface of the lake, like thousands of beads beating the jade plate.


    One move could stir up a lake of a hundred meters wide. His Flowing Wind Swordplay did get somewhere now.


    Lin Yun whispered, "It seems more powerful than recorded. I guess the swordplay in Qingyun Sect is not original. Some parts are missing."


    Today he learned the true meaning of the swordplay in the water accidentally, and made up the missing parts.


    On hearing some roaring sound, Lin Yun turned his head and saw three brown Iron Claw Wolves jump out.


    They might have gotten alerted by the sound of the water when looking for prey, and finally found Lin Yun here.


    Iron Claw Wolves were extremely fierce, with their claws as hard as iron and sharp as hell.


    They could easily open a martial practitioner''s chest and pulled out all internal organs with their claws.


    And they always showed up in groups. They were one of the dominant here. Lin Yun had met them before and run away.


    But now he wanted to have a try of his swordplay.


    Lin Yun stayed extremely alert, holding his sword and trembling a little bit.


    He kept high-strung now not because of fear but because of excitement.


    It seems that the three Iron Claw Wolves also felt Lin Yun''s strong presence, so they didn''t take rash action. They were just staring at Lin Yun, roaring, with a smell of blood pervading in the air.


    If Lin had been an ordinary man, he could have already been scared to death on facing them.


    One man and three wolves, no one moved. It seems like stalemate, but actually they were sounding out each other.


    Lin Yun knew that he had one and the only chance. If he failed to kill them all at one fell swoop, one of them would tear his chest open.


    He only had one chance, and it must be successful!


    With one glance, Lin Yun noticed that the leading wolf was a little impatient, which could be found through its eyes.


    Lin Yun stepped forward. He took action!


    Three Iron Claw Wolves jumped at him at the same time.


    Lin Yun looked calm, but his moves were as fast as the flowing stream...Wind rose¡­the sword moved along the wind. At that very moment, blood of the three wolfs flew in the air.


    Lin Yun fell on the ground steadily, with three ugly wounds in his left arm.


    Bang! bang! Bang! Three Iron Claw Wolves fell on the ground.


    He turned around and saw that on each wolf''s neck was a finger-wide hole, with blood pouring. They were all dead.


    He walked to them and checked.


    Lin Yun muttered to himself, "I underestimated the leading wolf''s reaction. If more precisely, I wouldn''t let it hurt my arm."


    After putting away his sword, Lin Yun took out a dagger and cut off all their claws.


    Since the fur and flesh were not worth much and too heavy to take, he chose to give up.


    "Flowing water like wind. This fight shows I''m on the right path."


    On the third level of Martial Practice, he killed three Iron Claw Wolves, which gave him much confidence!

 8. Fusion of Fist and Sword

    The claws of three Iron Claw Wolves were already worth a lot, plus Lin Yun could occupy them alone.


    This fight gave Lin Yun much confidence, and he also earned a lot.


    In the next few days, Lin Yun began to hunt officially.


    The experience lingering between life and death strengthened his will. He gave full play to the essence of the Flowing Wind Swordplay, Gathering Water to Form Streams Flowing like Wind, in real fights.


    The power it showed was overwhelming, unlike a medium swordplay at all.


    In only three days, he already reaped a lot. Now his package was full.


    Iron Claw Wolves'' claws, Spot Tiger''s fur, Sharp Bull''s horns¡­ All kinds of beast parts stuffed his package.


    "I need to find a place to hide them."


    With so many beast parts, it was not convenient to go on hunting.


    After looking around in the woods for some time, Lin Yun chose a remote and quiet place. He hid his package on the tree, covered it with some leaves, cleaned his hands and then jumped off.


    He looked up and couldn''t see the package at all under the cover of the leaves.


    At that moment, a thick smell of natural energy came from behind.


    "A place of great feng shui?"


    Lin Yun was a little surprised. He knew that a lot of places abundant in spiritual energy were called places with great feng shui.


    Qingyun Sect was a place with great feng shui but was already taken up by those elders and the inner disciples.


    He meant to find a place to hide his package, but accidentally found a place with great feng shui.


    So he wanted to have a look.


    Lin Yun walked rapidly, following the direction where the spiritual energy came from. A moment later, he felt a little weird.


    He didn''t notice since when it became so quiet.


    In the woods, he could even hear the subtle sound of wind, but couldn''t hear a sound of any insects, birds or beasts.


    There was a hint of suspicion in his eyes. But still he decided to keep going.


    If it was really a place of great feng shui, he could take his Pure Yang martial art to another level.


    He really couldn''t afford to miss such a good chance.


    After about half an hour, Lin Yun stopped. That was where the spiritual energy came from.


    "It''s indeed a place of great feng shui. The spiritual energy is so thick, at least a few times or even much higher than that of any other places!"


    He controlled his excitement and looked around this place. Except some wild weeds and fruit, he didn''t find anything abnormal.


    "Whatever, I''m gonna practice my Pure Yang martial art to the second level, and then get out of here."


    Once making up his mind, Lin Yun came to a tree, crossed his legs and closed his eyes.


    The Pure Yang martial art was revolving inside his body; meanwhile, it guided the spiritual energy to flow into his body.


    The thick spiritual energy greatly improved his inner power, and constantly nourished his skins, flesh, bones and vessels.


    Among the ten levels of Martial Practice, the first three levels were to mold one''s skins, bones and vessels, and the middle three levels were to mold one''s flesh, blood and internal organs, the latter three levels were to update one''s tendons, transform the bones and change the marrow, and then one would finally reach the tenth level.


    Three levels equaled a barrier. But in such a place of great feng shui, Lin Yun felt something different.


    His Pure Yang martial art that needed time to practice and made progress slowly now was improving fast.


    And those blocked vessels got unclogged by the strong inner power.


    Also his cultivation was also improving rapidly.


    He tried to stay calm and not be overjoyed. For martial cultivation, one could never be too cautious.


    If one lost the control of the inner power due to carelessness, one might hurt the vessels.


    In the worst case, cultivation would destroy.


    Extreme joy begets sorrow. Such a tragedy might happen in a moment.


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    Now his Pure Yang martial art reached the second level successfully.


    Lin Yun stayed calm and used the spiritual energy to keep practicing the second level.


    Apparently, the second level was far different from the first level.


    The speed to absorb the spiritual energy in the second level doubled.


    Done!


    Two hours later, Lin Yun opened his eyes, with a smile on his face.


    All the vessels in his body were unclogged.


    Now he had broken through the barrier of the third level and came to the fourth level!


    He could clearly feel the inner power flowing in his vessels several times stronger than before. And he could control it as he wanted, with no difficulties at all.


    "Even in the whole Qingyun Sect, probably there isn''t a place with such great feng shui. It''s really my lucky day today."


    He made breakthroughs both in his cultivation and martial arts. He was so happy now, which could be told through his face.


    Suddenly the spiritual energy in this place began to rotate.


    The thick spiritual energy from heaven and earth was concentrating, which could be been seen with one''s eyes.


    "This is¡­?"


    Lin Yun was a little stunned. He saw an obscure wild fruit was trying to absorb all the spiritual energy.


    Then he understood why.


    No wonder this place had such thick spiritual energy. It was a place to breed divine treasures. It seemed that wild fruit was gonna advance to a psychic fruit.


    Whoosh!


    At the moment the wild fruit was gonna absorb all the spiritual energy, a shadow emerged.


    It swallowed the wild fruit absorbing spiritual energy. He looked carefully and found it was a Saber-toothed Tiger!


    Saber-toothed Tiger was a kind of beast with the strength of the fourth level, a realm higher than the Iron Claw Wolf.


    When Lin Yun saw a Saber-toothed Tiger in the past, he would run away immediately.


    After all they were not on the same level. If a Saber-toothed Tiger set its eyes on him, he would be dead meat.


    Roar!


    The Saber-toothed Tiger who just swallowed the psychic fruit raised its head and looked at Lin Yun now, with scarlet sparkles in its eyes. A cold feeling spread all over Lin Yun''s body, which made him tremble subconsciously.


    "Evil spirit!"


    Lin Yun was startled. He thought he would be dead for sure this time.


    It was a Saber-toothed Tiger which was going to evolve to an evil beast.


    Unprecedented fears and regrets were hitting his mind.


    He shouldn''t have coveted that psychic fruit. He should have left after making a breakthrough.


    Damn! He couldn''t move.


    Lin Yun was scared to find that, after the Saber-toothed Tiger set its eyes on him, he couldn''t move his hands or legs, like they weren''t part of him.


    Suddenly he realized it was human body''s instinctive fear in the face of danger.


    With deep roar, the Saber-toothed Tiger chewing the psychic fruit was walking towards Lin Yun.


    Fears spread all over his body. The cold sweat was dripping from his forehead.


    There had never been a moment that Lin Yun felt so close to death. A despairing feeling spread deep in his heart.


    A moment before, he was still immersed in the joy of his breakthrough, while now he only felt hopeless.


    "No! I can''t die here!


    I can''t die like this. Even if I die, I must have the Saber-toothed Tiger pay the price.


    No one in the world should let others decide his own fate."


    Lin Yun clenched his teeth, yelling in his heart. He had to pull out his sword and move his limbs that were not on his call.


    Roar!


    With the Saber-toothed Tiger approaching, it howled, and then jumped at Lin.


    A giant shadow covered Lin Yun''s body totally.


    When death was approaching, Lin Yun accidentally found that there was no much fear in his heart. On the contrary, he became quite calm now.


    At the moment he felt calmed down, his limbs that he couldn''t move before could move now.


    My heart shelters a fierce tiger which, however, enjoys sniffing roses.


    Suddenly this idiom came into his mind, which reminded him of the tiger in that mysterious scroll.


    The sword!


    Without more thinking, Lin Yun pulled out his sword, trying to chop the tiger jumping at him.


    Pa! The sword with his inner power got blown away by the tiger with its claw.


    That was because of power difference, absolutely.


    But the sword held back the Saber-toothed tiger for some time and saved Lin Yun''s life.


    Lin Yun rolled on the ground without hesitation, and escaped from the tiger''s pounce.


    Boom!


    A tree which was so large that it needed two men to encircle got broken easily under the Saber-toothed Tiger''s hit.


    Lin Yun gasped, extremely tense now. He had no way to retreat now.


    After losing the target, the Saber-toothed Tiger got irritated. It turned around and jumped at Lin Yun again.


    With a glance, Lin saw his broken sword in a tree about 100 meters away, which was out of his reach for now.


    Lin Yun thought, with his Tiger Fist at high achievement, he could fight against the demonized tiger.


    Bang!


    Lin''s fist and the tiger''s claw collided! Lin Yun was blown over ten meters away. He felt his blood boiling after touching the ground, and then backed three steps.


    But on Lin Yun''s face appeared a touch of joy.


    With the inner power generated from Pure Yang Script to boost his Tiger Fist at high achievement, Lin was able to fight against the tiger to some extent.


    As expected, he didn''t lose at once.


    With Pure Yang Script famous for cultivation of thick inner power, together with his Tiger Fist at high achievement, how could he be killed so easily?


    What was more, he had reached the fourth level of Martial Practice now.


    A man and a tiger were having a desperate fight.


    Lin Yun, who couldn''t afford to lose, outdid himself under great pressure.


    The Tiger Fist of high achievement was extremely powerful, and Lin Yun gave full play to it. The tiger in that mysterious scroll kept hitting his head, which gradually made him be able to stand up to the tiger''s evil spirit.


    Bang! Bang! Bang!


    With his body shaking, Lin Yun could feel his Tiger Fist was improving fast.


    It seemed he was gonna break through the big achievement to reach the Final Perfection level.


    At first he could only defend himself awkwardly. But gradually he could also attack while defending. When every punch fell on the Saber-toothed Tiger, it growled for great pains.


    He was like the king of tigers. The momentum he burst out was overwhelming the Saber-toothed Tiger little by little.


    Lin Yun who had gotten in the groove seized a chance and jumped ahead to exert the lethal move of his Tiger Fist.


    Stepping back! Bending over! Arching his back! Tiger Roaring in Forest!


    Along with the roaring sound in his throat, and the thunder-like explosive sound made by the joints of his fingers, Lin Yun threw out his punch!


    Bang!


    Saber-toothed Tiger''s huge body was blown away by Lin Yun''s heavy punch!


    It was the first time Lin Yun beat back the Saber-toothed Tiger.


    Tiger Dashing down from Mountain Top!


    Lin Yun jumped into the air, like the king of tigers.


    Enveloped in fierce wind, Lin Yun''s punch fell on the Saber-tooth Tiger which just struggled to stand up again.


    After this punch, Lin Yun felt like the blood in his whole body was burning.


    A kind of strong power was trying to gush out of his chest.


    Tiger Worshipped by All Beasts!


    Without any hesitation, Lin Yun used the strongest move of his Tiger Fist with full power.


    The moment he threw his punch, there were sparkles as glittering as his sword on his fist!


    The Saber-toothed Tiger which was struggling to stand up showed extreme fear in its eyes on seeing Lin Yun jumped at it.


    In its eyes, Lin Yun who was jumping at it was not a tiger, but a sharp sword.


    His fist was like a sword, roaring in the wind and intimidating all beasts!


    With lasting roar in the wind¡­


    After the last punch, the Saber-toothed Tiger fell down and never got up again.

 9. Senior Brother, Your Sword!

    After getting hit by his Tiger Worshipped by All Beasts, the Saber-toothed Tiger fell down and its vital signs showed that it was dead.


    Although Lin Yun felt much relieved inside, one could tell he was a little confused now through his face.


    He also practiced Tiger Worshipped by All Beasts in daily cultivation.


    But today it made him a little confused. It was a set of fierce fist skill. But when he used it, he felt like he was not throwing a punch, but a sword, a very sharp sword.


    Fist? Sword?


    Was it because of that mysterious scroll painting with the words "My heart shelters a fierce tiger which, however, enjoys sniffing roses"?


    Lin Yun had a feeling that the Tiger Fist he practiced was already quite different from the original one known as a basic fist skill.


    He had to study the scroll painting more after he went back if he wanted to find the secret behind it.


    The more he thought of the tiger in the painting, the more mysterious it became.


    Facing the demonized Saber-toothed Tiger, he had no chance to win if he hadn''t recalled the tiger in the painting.


    That helped neutralize the evil spirit of the Saber-toothed Tiger, otherwise it was really hard to say who could win.


    Suddenly a light flashed across the air.


    Lin Yun noticed it subtly. He turned around and saw a weak light glowing in the chest of the Saber-toothed Tiger.


    "Internal Elixir?"


    Internal Elixir could only be borne inside the body of evil beasts, but not all evil beasts.


    After an Internal Elixir was borne, the evil beast could break its own limits and advance like a martial practitioner.


    Take the Saber-toothed Tiger as an example. However powerful it was, it could only reach the fifth level at most.


    But if an Internal Elixir was borne inside its body, that''d be different. It could advance to the fifth level, sixth level, or even ten, the highest level.


    Lin Yun took a deep breath, and murmured, "If I hadn''t killed the Saber-toothed Tiger today, it would probably become the Evil King here in Hengyun Mountains."


    Maybe that Saber-toothed Tiger bore the rare Internal Elixir because it ate the psychic fruit by accident.


    Pit-a-pat!


    Lin Yun''s heart began to beat fast, nearly out of his control.


    Even though it was the Internal Elixir of a half-demonized beast, its value was inestimable.


    Compared with it, all those beast body parts he collected before were nothing.


    Without too much thinking, Lin Yun took out his knife, opened the tiger''s chest and took the Internal Elixir out.


    After it left the tiger''s body, it lost the light immediately, looking just ordinary.


    But Lin Yun could clearly feel its strong spiritual power.


    After he put away the Internal Elixir, Lin Yun did not bury the Saber-toothed Tiger right away.


    He walked to a tree about 100 meters away, and had a look at the old sword in the tree, feeling a little ashamed.


    As a sword practitioner, he failed to hold his sword, which was the biggest shame in his life ever.


    Not long after he put away his sword, Lin heard some hasty steps.


    Judging from the steps, there must be many people.


    On thinking of the Internal Elixir in his breast pocket, Lin Yun murmured to himself, "Damn! It''ll be bad if they find this."


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    Before Lin Yun took any action, those people already arrived, all wearing robes of Qingyun Sect.


    After taking a close look, Lin Yun found that he met their head before.


    Right! It was Chen Xiao, an outer disciple who had ever asked Lin to maintain his sword.


    "It is indeed an evil beast. Look at its cut. Its Internal Elixir has been taken away."


    Chen Xiao really had sharp eyes. Judging from the cut Lin made, he could tell there was an Internal Elixir.


    But what made Lin Yun surprised was that they just ignored him since they came.


    Looking around, Chen Xiao said, "It seems that guy got badly injured, otherwise he wouldn''t have left such a precious evil beast''s body behind."


    "Senior Chen, should we chase him?"


    "Not a chance. Let''s ask him first."


    Chen Xiao set his eyes on Lin Yun, as if he just found Lin there. He asked, "You were here earlier. Did you see someone?"


    Lin Yun got all blank in his head for a sec and then understood what was happening.


    So Chen Xiao had never expected that it was Lin who killed the evil beast.


    It was understandable. He was just a sword slave in Chen Xiao''s eyes. How could he defeat the Saber-toothed Tiger?


    Before their fight, Lin Yun himself also had never expected that he was able to kill the Saber-toothed Tiger.


    "No."


    Lin Yun replied, wearing no expression on his face.


    "You good-for-thing! Get lost!" shouted Chen Xiao, with a hint of contempt in his eyes, after finding out that Lin Yun was useless for him.


    That was what Lin Yun wished for. Chen Xiao had reached the fifth level of Martial Practice, while others were at least on the fourth level.


    He didn''t have a chance against so many people by himself.


    "Wait!"


    After Lin Yun took a few steps, Chen Xiao stopped Lin, and threw his sword to Lin.


    Whoosh!


    The scabbard was inserted into the ground, with its body slightly shaking.


    Chen Xiao said with kind of arrogance, "You are here right in time. My sword needs maintenance. You just do it here, so I don''t have to go to the Sword-washing Chamber. "


    "Sorry. I''m not a sword slave anymore. Excuse me."


    "Just cut the crap. I won''t let you do it for nothing. I can give you part of the tiger''s body."


    Lin Yun was a little angry. It was he who killed the Saber-toothed Tiger. It should belong to him. Chen Xiao really crossed the line.


    "Hehe, that sword slave really got a nerve refusing Senior''s demand. Senior, shall we give him a good beating?"


    "He was like an asshole when he was a sword slave. Now he really thinks he is equal to us?"


    "Haha, I bet if it were Su Ziyao''s sword, that asshole would have maintained it already like a lackey without saying a word."


    "Hahaha!"


    It was already not a secret in the whole sect that Lin Yun secretly crushed on Su Ziyao, and now they brought it up again.


    This had been the biggest joke in their sect ever.


    Everyone there burst into laughter on hearing Su Ziyao''s name.


    Chen Xiao said, "Lin Yun, be good. I''m not a bully. If I beat you, I will ruin my reputation. You do the maintenance of my sword, and I will say some nice words before Su Ziyao when I see her.


    "Hahaha!"


    They all burst into laughter again. Looking at those mocking faces, Lin Yun just kept a poker face.


    Suddenly he thought of something.


    Lin Yun took a few steps forward and pulled out Chen Xiao''s sword.


    Shh! Shh!


    A smell of blood came out along with the shaking of the sword. The sword was two-finger wide, with wave-like cloud patterns. It must be a thoroughly tempered sword with superb quality.


    The gap on the edge should be left by someone who used it to fight these days. But still it was sharp.


    With cold lights shining now and then, it made people tremble with fear.


    A nice sword!


    Compared with those cyan steel swords allocated by the sect, it was quite a few levels higher. It was not inferior to the Magical Weapons.


    "Be careful! My sword is expensive. It really cost me a lot, nearly half a year''s savings of me..."


    When talking about his sword, Chen Xiao looked a little cocky, with even pride in his eyes.


    Crack!


    Before Chen finished his words, his sword in Lin Yun''s hand now broke into pieces.


    The smile on Chen Xiao''s face froze. He felt like his heart got pricked. So painful that he even couldn''t speak.


    Meanwhile, all the other outer disciples also got stunned and couldn''t even say a word.


    So it wasn''t a coincidence that three swords broke in a row in the Weapon Chamber.


    "Senior, it looks like you bought a fake sword with your half a year''s savings," said Lin Yun in a sympathetic tone, with the hilt left in his hand.


    "My Cloud Strip¡­Sword!"


    Chen Xiao shouted with all the strength he had, with his eyes bloodshot and lips trembling. It looked like he was gonna swallow Lin Yun.


    This sword was as important as his own life.


    He spent nearly half a year to save money for this Cloud Strip Sword.


    Exactly speaking, he just bought this sword less than half a month ago.


    But now it broke into pieces in Lin Yun''s hands. Just imagine how painful he would feel now.


    "You sword slave! I will kill you!"


    Chen Xiao was outraged. He walked towards Lin Yun, with the strong momentum of the fifth level of Martial Practice.


    Lin Yun was a little startled in his heart. Chen Xiao''s power was really overwhelming.


    Judged from his momentum, he might have reached the summit of the fifth level, only one step close to the sixth level.


    But Lin didn''t panic. He counted in his heart.


    Roar!


    When he counted to three, a deep roaring sound came from afar. With the roaring sound approaching, there was also obvious evil spirit that could be felt. The strong wind derived from the evil spirit was blowing the trees around.


    "It''s an evil beast!"


    Chen Xiao and all the other outer disciples'' faces all got distorted with fear. With such thick evil spirit, it must be an evil beast.


    Damn it!


    It must be the Saber-toothed Tiger''s body that brought another evil beast here. Its body was a wonderful tonic for other evil beasts.


    That goddamn sword slave damaged Chen Xiao''s sword, and now made him have no time to take away the Saber Tiger''s body.


    "You son of a bitch, this isn''t over," said Chen Xiao, and then hurried away. He dare not risk his life to fight against the evil beast.


    "Senior brother, your sword."


    Lin Yun threw the sword hilt at Chen Xiao.


    Chen Xiao caught it subconsciously. Then he nearly fell down due his extreme anger after he looked at it.


    Chen Xiao was so angry that he wanted to turn back, but his sense stopped him.

 10. Consolidating the Cultivation

    ¡°What a shame!¡± muttered Lin Yun to himself, watching Chen Xiao who was outraged choose to leave finally.


    If Chen came back, maybe Lin would take advantage of the evil beast to get rid this trouble in advance.


    When Lin Yun turned around, an evil wind blew on his face.


    The unknown evil beast coming for the Saber-toothed Tiger would be here any minute.


    Without any hesitation, Lin Yun chose another way to get his package back and then went away.


    Three days later, in the town at the foot of the mountain where Qingyun Sect was located, Lin Yun appeared before one of the busiest shops.


    It was called Qingyun Town. The disciples of sects nearby were the main customers of all shops here.


    People came and went, most of who were sect disciples or kung fu practitioners nearby.


    Lin Yun came up to the counter and put his parcel with the beast parts onto it.


    The boss was an elder, well-mannered. He opened the parcel and checked the beast parts proficiently.


    He glanced at Lin Yun now and then, with a little surprise in his eyes.


    So many beast parts, obtained by one man! That was rare. There were even Iron Claw Wolves¡¯ claws. Everyone here knew they were evil beasts living in flocks. It was nearly impossible to fight them alone.


    ¡°The Iron Claw Wolves¡¯ claws, 3,000 taels of silver. Since this Spot Tiger¡¯s fur is a whole piece, I can give you 2,000 taels. For the quality of the Sharp Bull¡¯s horns, they are worth about 900. And for all of the rest, I can offer 1,500 taels. What do you think?¡±


    The boss was really professional. He offered the price right after he checked them.


    Lin Yun nodded his head and said, ¡°Leave me 500 taels. I want to buy some pills with the rest money.¡±


    ¡°No problem!¡±


    The boss laughed on hearing this. This was a good bargain. He said in a low voice, ¡°What kind of pills do you need? Although ours can¡¯t compare with what you make, the quality is really not bad. They will meet your needs.¡±


    All sects would grant the pay on the fifteenth day of every month, including some silver and pills which differed according to the level of the disciples¡¯ cultivation. But the pills were far from enough for cultivation.


    Only those inner disciples and top outer disciples would get extra pay.


    ¡°Let me check the list.¡±


    The boss threw him a list, with all kinds of pills and their effects.


    Lin Yun slightly shook his head. Those pills were all damn expensive. He realized that 7,000 taels of silver was not so much as he imagined.


    For most of the pills, only one would cost thousands of taels of silver, and the quality was not so good.


    ¡°Two Body Nourishing Elixirs, two Spirit Cultivating Elixirs, and one bottle of Body Refining Solution.¡±


    Nearly 7,000 taels of silver was spent on only four pills and a bottle of cheap solution.


    Different from the third level of Martial Practice on which cultivation of acupoints and vessels was the key, the fourth level was to cultivate one¡¯s muscles. The Body Refining Elixirs could double the speed.


    It was a pity that only one Body Refining Elixir would cost over ten thousand of taels of silver. He was left with nothing better than the second choice - the Body Refining Solution.


    Body Nourishing Elixirs were the basic pills. The more, the better. It was useful for each level of Martial Practice. But the higher level, the less effect.


    Spirit Cultivating Elixirs were for the inner power.


    Looking at the pills, Lin Yun kind of understood why other disciples liked making fun of him with Su Ziyao.


    It was mostly out of jealousy, because Su Ziyao¡¯s reward was indeed worth a lot.Unauthorized content usage: if you discover this narrative on Amazon, report the violation.


    ¡°I have to pay it back. I do have to.¡±


    After coming back to Qingyun Sect, Lin Yun began to practice in seclusion.


    He really earned a lot during the trip to Hengyun Mountains. He made breakthroughs both in his martial art and cultivation level.


    To make such great breakthroughs, he had to stay calm, consolidate his cultivation and digest the pills he bought.


    Meanwhile, after Zhou Ping, whose ribs were broken by Lin Yun, recovered, he immediately came back home.


    ¡°Brother, if you don¡¯t help me this time, there will be no place for me in Qingyun Sect!¡± said Zhou Ping in a pitiful tone, wearing a long face.


    In the Sect Affairs Administration, Zhou Ping got his ribs broken by Lin Yun with only three moves. He lay there like a dead dog.


    It made him the biggest joke among all outer disciples. He was even no match for a kept sword slave!


    ¡°Get lost,¡± his big brother Zhou Yun said in a cold voice.


    Zhou Yun had reached the seventh level, ranking top ten among all the outer disciples of Qingyun Sect.


    In the mid-year test two months later, he was confident of passing it and becoming an inner disciple.


    He didn¡¯t have time for his good-for-nothing brother at all. After all it was only for a sword slave. People would talk behind his back.


    ¡°Brother, please help me. Recently even those servants in Sword-washing Chamber don¡¯t listen to me. If it keeps going on like this, I will be driven out of the sect¡­¡±


    Zhou Ping kept begging him and nearly knelt down.


    Zhou Yun sighed in his heart and said coldly with a touch of detestation crossing in his eyes, ¡°You can go. I will help you this time, but only this once.¡±


    ¡°Thank you, brother. Thank you!¡±


    Zhou Ping laughed immediately on hearing that. Apparently, his situation was not as bad as he described.


    Looking at his good-for-nothing brother, Zhou Yun really felt helpless.


    At least Zhou Ping was his natural brother. After thinking for a moment with eyes closed, Zhou Yun came up with a plan.


    But he couldn¡¯t do it himself, because he wanted to become an inner disciple. There couldn¡¯t be any mistake.


    He had to find someone else who could do it for him, which would cost him some pills.


    ¡­


    In Lin Yun¡¯s cabin on the hillside of Qingyuan Sect.


    Lin Yun had been back for two days, and absorbed one Body Nourishing Elixir and one Spirit Cultivating Elixir.


    With the help of the pills, he had improved a lot and stabilized himself on the fourth level.


    Especially his inner power had been strengthened. His inner power of Pure Yang martial art was thick and strong. Plus the help of Spirit Cultivating Elixir, now the inner power became more powerful.


    He guessed that maybe his inner power was even stronger than those disciples who had reached the fifth level.


    Though practice of Pure Yang Scrip was time-consuming, its effect was much better any other martial arts.


    Before him was a half meter high bathtub.


    He took out the Body Refining Solution, poured one third of it into the water and then sealed the bottle.


    Chi~


    There was kind of chemical reaction right after the solution was poured in, with hot gas rising.


    The clear spring water completely turned into bright green, with a good smell of the solution.


    He took off his robe and got into the tub. Immediately he felt like his body was burning up. When the solution permeated into his body, it was all absorbed by his muscles. It felt like all the cells came to life, making him extremely comfortable.


    He could apparently feel that his body was strengthened. Five minutes later, that kind of feeling gradually faded away.


    Lin Yun sighed, ¡°After all it¡¯s only Body Refining Solution. If it were the Body Refining Elixir, I would have improved my cultivation much more.¡±


    Through the water mist, Lin Yun set his eyes on a scroll painting on the desk.


    ¡°My heart shelters a fierce tiger which, however, enjoys sniffing roses!¡±


    He was a little confused. Why could this mysterious scroll painting change his Tiger Fist without a sign?


    Why could the scroll painting make his Tiger Worshipped by All Beasts, the strongest move of Tiger Fist, fuse with his swordplay?


    He took the painting up carefully. After thinking for a moment, he unfolded the scroll painting again slowly.


    Boom!


    As before, once the scroll painting was unfolded, it felt like a tiger jumped out of it. It was roaring in his ear, with a strong wind blowing into his face. That kind of oppressive feeling was heavy and like real.


    But Lin nearly embraced death before, plus his experience of fighting against the Saber-toothed Tiger; he was already not the original Lin Yun.


    With his hands holding the scroll painting shaking, he was still trying to face the tiger, letting it jump at him.


    One second, two seconds, three seconds¡­a whole minute passed.


    The tiger kept pouncing on his heart. And the moment he was gonna break down, he saw a dim sword light in the scroll painting.


    And the moment he saw the sword light, he couldn¡¯t take it, and put the painting away in haste.


    Pit-a-pat! Pit-a-pat!


    His heart kept beating fast, like it was gonna pop out of his chest. Lin Yun got cold sweat all over his forehead.


    It was really a sword light. And that glance at the sword light really freaked him out.


    After he calmed down, Lin Yun looked at the scroll painting, and unfolded it again.


    It was only the tiger there this time, and the homicidal momentum from the king of all beasts captured his heart.


    But the sword light was nowhere to be found.


    ¡°The painting contains so many secrets. Maybe I don¡¯t have the ability now. But some day I will make them all crystal clear.¡±


    Lin Yun put down the scroll painting and stopped thinking about it.


    The water in the tub already became clear again, and the solution was all absorbed.


    After cleaning his body, Lin Yun put on his robe and walked out of the cabin with his old sword.


    He pulled out his sword, and began practicing the Flowing Wind Swordplay, like dancing in the cloud.


    He hadn¡¯t practiced it for two days. So, once he pulled out the sword to practice, he got immersed in it.


    Gathering Water to Form a Stream Flowing like Wind!


    With the seemingly aimless moves, the true meaning of the swordplay was showed. He nearly became one with his sword. Flowing like wind, he nearly forgot his own presence.


    After putting away the sword, Lin breathed out a filthy breath. He said to himself, ¡°I have made it to the Slight Achievement now. If I want to go further, maybe I need to have a try in the Trigger Hall.¡±

 11. Senior, Please Give Me Some Advice!

    The Trigger Hall was an extremely important place of the sect.


    It ranked even higher than the Sect Affairs Administration. One needed to spend money on practicing here.


    The 500 taels of silver Lin Yun kept was just for this.


    He was allowed to come in after paying 300 taels of silver.


    There were many fighting puppets of different levels here, which could simulate a martial practitioner¡¯s action and thinking, and store the data of each fighting experience.


    You could say they were extremely experienced.


    Fighting with those fighting puppets was like fighting with kung fu masters.


    In Hengyun Mountains, however much one experienced, his rivals were just beasts.


    But after all, beasts were different from kung fu practitioners.


    The Trigger Hall had inner and outer areas. The outer area was for the outer disciples, while the inner area was for the inner disciples.


    Compared with the outer area, the inner area was broad but a little desolate.


    But however crowded the outer area was, the outer disciples were barely allowed to practice in the inner area.


    When Lin Yun just came in, many outer disciples noticed him.


    ¡°Look! Who is here?¡±


    ¡°Isn¡¯t it the sword slave Lin Yun? What is he doing here instead of staying in his Sword-washing Chamber?¡±


    ¡°Haha, didn¡¯t you know? That sword slave was an outer disciple now. He injured that good-for-nothing Zhou Ping. Many disciples of Sect Affairs Administration saw it.¡±


    Lin Yun was known for his Sword-maintenance Skills, plus that Su Ziyao.


    Almost all disciples had heard of his deeds, and made fun of his ¡°secret love¡±.


    So as soon as Lin Yun appeared, he was recognized and surrounded by the crowd.


    ¡°How long has he learnt his swordplay? How dare he challenge the fighting puppet? He really has the guts.¡±


    ¡°I bet he will be defeated by the puppet within five moves.¡±


    ¡°You overestimated him. Within three moves, I bet.¡±


    The outer disciples showed a commanding attitude and were having a bet on him.


    Lin Yun wore no expression on his face. He chose one of training platforms and jumped onto it.


    The moment he jumped onto it, the fighting puppet in the corner sensed it, with the eyes lit up.


    Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!


    The wooden puppet with kind of clumsy body was swinging its sword at him with quite swift steps.


    It was the first time Lin Yun fought against a fighting puppet. He never expected it could be so fast. When he just pulled out his sword, the puppet was already before him.


    Clank!


    Two swords clashed! Lin Yun, who was caught unprepared, was forced to take a few steps back by that chop and nearly fell off the arena.


    ¡°Hahaha¡­¡±


    On seeing this, all disciples around burst into laughter.


    Whoosh!


    The fighting Puppet had no feelings. It immediately gave Lin another stab!


    Lin Yun who nearly broke down said nothing. The strong inner power of Pure Yang martial art was operated secretly in his body.


    Clank!


    The deadly chop from the fighting puppet was wholly warded off by Lin Yun, who was standing still like his feet rooted there.


    All disciples were struck dumb with amazement at that moment.Love this story? Find the genuine version on the author''s preferred platform and support their work!


    The smiles froze on the faces of those outer disciples who were just laughing out loud.


    After stabilizing himself, Lin Yun tried to use his Flowing Wind Swordplay. Now Lin Yun who nearly lost and fell off the arena controlled the whole situation.


    ¡°What¡¯s going on?¡±


    ¡°He is just struggling. He was forced to a dead end. His inner power got motivated, so he can turn the tide.¡±


    ¡°Yeah, that¡¯s right. Otherwise by his ability, he would have already been thrown out of the arena with the first chop. ¡°


    The frozen smiles gradually melted on the faces of those outer disciples. They all thought Lin Yun was just struggling.


    Soon his inner power would run out. The situation would be even worse for him then.


    Gathering Water to Form a Stream Flowing like Wind!


    After getting in the groove, Lin Yun seemed to have endless inner power. And he began to attack with his Flowing Wind Swordplay instead of defending.


    The situation on the arena got reversed in an instant.


    The fighting puppet was kept being pushed back. After 20 moves, it was thrown off the arena.


    Bang!


    With the defeat of the fighting puppet, the whole place lapsed into dead silence. No one made a sound.


    Lin Yun landed on the arena, put away his sword, with a touch of satisfaction on his face.


    But he indeed benefited a lot from the fight against the fighting puppet, but it was only a primary one.


    He had to apply to fight against the middle-level fighting puppet.


    Clap! Clap! Clap!


    Someone applauded, which extremely harsh in the silent background.


    All disciples looked around and saw Chen Xiao was coming over in with his men.


    ¡°Junior Lin is really a sword talent. You have practiced your swordplay for only a few days and could beat the primary level puppet already. Really impressive!¡±


    Chen Xiao ¡°complimented¡± him, with a ¡°kind¡± smile on his face.


    ¡°Make way! Make way!¡±


    The disciples who came with Chen pushed other people aside, and encircled Lin Yun.


    ¡°What does Chen Xiao want to do?¡±


    ¡°Senior Chen also bears grudges against Lin Yun?¡±


    ¡°Something is not good. Chen Xiao is a smiling tiger. The harder he smiles, the more ruthless he will be. Except those top ten outer disciples, no one dare offend him.¡±


    People were all murmuring. They were surprised for his coming.


    Lin Yun was quite calm. He asked, ¡°Senior, you overpraise me.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m not overpraising you. Since you take me as your senior, I should do my duty. You don¡¯t need to apply for the middle-level puppet. I will fight against you, and give you some advice on your swordplay,¡± said Chen Xiao, smiling, with the sword in his arms.


    ¡°I won¡¯t bully you. I will use the same inner power as you. There are three Body Refining Elixirs in the bottle. If you can ward off 100 moves of me, they are all yours.¡±


    Without giving Lin Yun a chance to say no, Chen Xiao threw a jade bottle at him.


    More and more outer disciples were gathering. The atmosphere became very tense.


    Now everyone could tell Chen Xiao was picking a fight with Lin Yun here today.


    ¡°What? You picked up the elixirs Senior Sister Su rewarded you. While for my reward, you even don¡¯t look at it. Do you look down on me?¡±


    Suddenly the smile on Chen¡¯s face was gone. With the coldness from his eyes, the momentum of the fifth level of Martial Practice was spreading out of his body.


    Lin Yun immediately felt the pressure. The level difference was quite obvious.


    ¡°Senior Sister Su!¡± called someone with surprise at that very moment.


    At the entrance of Trigger Hall stood a man and a woman. The woman was Su Ziyao, wearing a green long dress, with bright eyes and snow-white teeth. Delicate face bore kind of cold temperament. You could hardly imagine how beautiful she was.


    In an instant, all people¡¯s attention was attracted by her.


    The man was Wang Ning, an inner disciple, who came to get his sword with Su Ziyao. He was very handsome, with kind of noble temperament.


    ¡°Su Ziyao!¡±


    Lin Yun couldn¡¯t stay calm anymore for Su Ziyao¡¯s coming.


    Su Ziyao was the real God¡¯s favored one in Qingyun Sect. In addition to a pretty face, she had great talent of Martial Practice which all the others could only look up to.


    At such a young age, she already topped all the inner disciples.


    Let alone in Qingyun Sect, there were few people who could be her match in the whole Skywater Kingdom.


    She was a godlike person. With one glance, she would make you have a sense of inferiority.


    For such a woman, ordinary people even dare not think of being with her. That was why all disciples laughed at Lin Yun¡¯s ¡°secret love¡±.


    A humble sword slave had feelings for Su Ziyao? Was there anything funnier than that?


    The past was the past.


    Lin Yun didn¡¯t care about the original owner¡¯s affection. The first time he met Su Ziyao, he knew what kind of person she was.


    He shouldn¡¯t be stuck in the past.


    But after Su Ziyao came, Lin Yun could feel that the way those outer disciples looked at him gradually changed, full of sarcastic feeling.


    This made him really uncomfortable.


    He pulled a long face and walked away with the head down.


    ¡°Little sword slave, did I let you go?¡±


    Chen Xiao sneered, and murmured, ¡°Su Ziyao is here right on time!¡±


    Four nasty men from both sides stood in Lin Yun¡¯s way.


    ¡°Chen Xiao, you crossed the line!¡± Lin Yun looked at Chen Xiao and gritted his teeth.


    Chen Xiao laughed and said, ¡°Did I? I just want to show my kindness by giving you some advice on your swordplay. Since you turned me down, don¡¯t blame my rudeness. You can go if you want. But you must admit that you only accept Senior Sister Su¡¯s reward and don¡¯t want the reward from any other senior disciples in front of everyone.¡±


    It meant Lin had to confess his love for Su in public if he wanted to leave. There was no doubt that Su Ziyao would immediately go away with a cold face, which would be a shame for Lin Yun.


    Lin could imagine the scene how they laughed at him after Su Ziyao left.


    Lin Yun had kind of indescribable feelings in his heart.


    It was neither anger nor helplessness, but kind of unspeakable pain¡­ It was the original owner¡¯s obsession.


    It was a pain he couldn¡¯t get rid of even if he died. It was the last fig leaf for the original Lin Yun who chose to be a slave at any cost.


    Looking at those people who were laughing at him, Lin Yun gradually calmed himself down.


    ¡°This is not the first time that people say you are dreaming of someone beyond your reach.


    The servants in the Sword-washing Chamber look down on you. Even the good-for-nothing disciple Zhou Ping bullies you. Everyone is laughing at you¡­


    You¡¯ve also ever doubted if it is wrong to love someone.


    But you know what? Everyone has a soft part in his heart. It is never wrong to love someone!


    This is your last pride. I will defend it for you!¡± Lin murmured to the body¡¯s original owner in his heart.


    ¡°I am Sword Slave Lin Yun. Senior Chen, please give me some advice!¡±

 12. Flowing Wind Swordplay

    His voice was low, but had kind of overwhelming power.


    He didn¡¯t say outer disciple Lin Yun, but Sword Slave Lin Yun.


    So this fight was not for himself, but for the original owner¡¯s tenderness and his last pride.


    Chen Xiao laughed and said, ¡°Good, that¡¯s decent. I don¡¯t think I have an excuse to turn you down.¡±


    With a smile on his face and the homicidal intent in the heart, Chen was thinking about the words Zhou Yun said to him, ¡°I give you three Body Refining Elixirs and you help me give Lin Yun a good beating. I will bear all the consequences.¡±


    When Lin Yun ¡°destroyed¡± his sword in Hengyun Mountains, Chen Xiao already meant to kill Lin. When Chen was upset for not having an excuse, Zhou Yun came to him.


    He agreed immediately without any hesitation.


    They were at swords'' points. The air was frozen. All outer disciples consciously scattered around, to make a big space for the two of them to fight.


    Lin suddenly squinted, with the momentum immediately spreading out of his body.


    Boom!


    The momentum of the fourth level of Martial Practice, together with the strong inner power of his Pure Yang martial art, shocked everyone.


    ¡°Fourth level of Martial Practice?¡±


    ¡°Seriously? That sword slave just achieved the third level a few days ago, and now already the fourth level?


    ¡°It¡¯s unbelievable! No wonder he dare challenge Senior Chen.¡±


    Everyone there was surprised to see Lin Yun¡¯s achievements.


    With a little surprise flashing in his eyes, Chen Xiao said in a low voice, ¡°You crafty sword slave! You hid your strength so well. But if you think you can win this way, you are really too na?ve.¡±


    Before his voice died away, the momentum of fourth level of Martial Practice also burst out from Chen Xiao¡¯s body. Compared with Lin Yun¡¯s, it was more concentrated and thicker.


    According to the rule, Chen Xiao had to restrict his cultivation at the fourth level. But his momentum was obviously superior.


    The difference was obvious.


    ¡°This is not good. Lin Yun just achieved the third level, while Senior Chen is already proficient at the fourth level. I¡¯m afraid Lin will lose quickly.¡±


    ¡°Exactly. After all Senior Chen has reached the limit of the fifth level. Chen has a much better understanding of the fourth level than Lin.¡±


    ¡°What¡¯s more important is, Senior Chen¡¯s Wild Thunder Swordplay is a superior swordplay.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m afraid Lin will lose in a few moves.¡±


    Shocked at first, now most outer disciples shook their heads and thought this was a fight with no suspense.


    One was well prepared, while the other was forced; one was a sword slave, while the other was a senior outer disciple. That was too obvious.


    ¡°Lin Yun, you¡¯d better give up now. Don¡¯t try to be a hero. If you get your kneels down later, Su Ziyao will see it,¡± someone mocked Lin and advised him to give up.


    Chen Xiao laughed and said, ¡°Little sword slave, did you hear that? If you admit defeat now and do as what I told you, everything between us will be written off.¡±


    ¡°Senior, don¡¯t you think you talk too much?¡± said Lin Yun gently, looking calm.The narrative has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the infringement.


    Those plain words, simple and neat, were like a slap across Chen Xiao¡¯s face.


    ¡°You nasty sword slave! How dare you talk to me like that?¡± Chen Xiao said angrily. ¡°See if you can still be so stubborn later!¡±


    He already couldn¡¯t wait to kill Lin. In an instant, he already jumped at him!


    Clank!


    Chen Xiao pulled out his sword. Buzz! His sword kept ringing, like the thunder. One person, one sword, up in the air. He was like a thunderbolt, trying to chop Lin Yun over his head.


    Wild Thunder Swordplay was a kind of superior martial art!


    Once the sword was pulled out, all outer disciples there got amazed.


    Wild Thunder Swordplay was famous for its rampage and ruthlessness. The sword would make thunder-like noises when pulled out. And once it was brandished, someone would die.


    Seeing the shining cold light of the sword, everyone could imagine the scene how Lin Yun would die.


    In an instant, a wild wind was blowing. It was like nothing could stop Chen Xiao!


    Under such immense pressure, Lin Yun looked like nothing was happening.


    What other feelings could he have?


    Could it be comparable to that fierce tiger that could directly jump into one¡¯s heart in the scroll painting?


    What was more, the chop that amazed the crowd was nothing special to Lin.


    Such a superior swordplay that Chen had just learnt had too many loopholes. But if Chen Xiao used a medium swordplay he was familiar with, it might be more threatening to Lin.


    That chop might badly injure or even kill a disciple on the fifth level of Martial Practice.


    But for Lin Yun, it might not work!


    With the crowd exclaiming, facing that deadly cut, Lin Yun closed his eyes peacefully.


    Gathering Water to Form a Stream Flowing like Wind¡­


    The inner power of his Pure Yang martial art was slowly operating inside his body. Lin Yun stood there still, waiting for the sword falling down on him.


    The moment the sword nearly fell onto him, Lin Yun suddenly opened his eyes. When he pulled out his sword, a strong wind came from above, making it hard for Chen Xiao who just touched the ground to open his eyes.


    ¡°What¡­what kind of swordplay is that?¡±


    The strong wind that came from nowhere made all outer disciples perplexed.


    While they were still perplexed, Lin Yun already held the sword with two hands to chop.


    That chop both had the swiftness of wind and the rage of billows. It was like the wind and billows were roaring together.


    Clank!


    Two swords crashed, making a thunder-like blow! Chen Xiao who thought he would win for sure got pushed back.


    After landing on the ground, he couldn¡¯t hold it and backed a few steps.


    What a powerful swordplay!


    The arrogant Chen Xiao got completely stricken, with only surprise in his eyes.


    ¡°No! I can¡¯t suppress my cultivation anymore, otherwise I will lose!¡±


    Before he released all his inner power, Lin Yun tried to stab him again. The sword was spinning in the center of Lin¡¯s palm, making a strong wind roaring like beasts.


    In a flash, Lin Yun held his spinning sword to stab Chen Xiao.


    Whoa!


    In Chen Xiao¡¯s eyes, the sword light became brighter and brighter, and fear was all he had in his eyes. Before he released his inner power of his fifth level of Martial Practice, Lin¡¯s sword was already against his chest.


    The sword stabbing at him like lightning now stopped steadily before Chen¡¯s chest.


    It showed Lin Yun¡¯s superb swordplay. Actually, he had already mastered his swordplay.


    Chen Xiao couldn¡¯t even think of anything now. His brain got totally blank.


    Not only him, but all those outer disciples there were stunned and had no idea what happened.


    ¡°You lost.¡±


    When the two words came out of Lin Yun¡¯s mouth, Chen Xiao suddenly came to himself.


    ¡°No, I¡¯ll never lose!¡±


    Chen Xiao, who just came to himself, completely lost control, and forgot about their deal. The momentum of the fifth level of Martial Practice suddenly broke out, which frightened everyone there.


    Puff!


    With a screech, Lin Yun stabbed into Chen¡¯s chest with the sword with no mercy.


    ¡°Senior brother!¡±


    All Chen¡¯s followers were frightened. They never expected Lin Yun would be so ruthless.


    Pit-a-pat!


    And then Lin Yun gave Chen two kicks on the knees.


    With the sound of the kicks, Chen Xiao kneeled down, with his hands grasping the sword in his chest, and his face turned pale.


    The blood flew down from the wound, dyeing his clothes red.


    All outer disciples gave a sharp intake of breath, with extreme fear in their eyes when they looked at Lin Yun.


    No one expected Lin Yun who looked so calm would be so ruthless.


    Without a sound, he badly wounded Chen Xiao who went back on his word, planning to use the power of fifth level of Martial Practice.


    Whoosh!


    The moment Lin Yun pulled out his sword, the blood squirted out of Chen Xiao¡¯s chest. Chen was screeching.


    After picking up the bottle with three Body Refining Elixirs, Lin Yun went away.


    Watching Lin leave like that, no one in the Trigger Hall dare say a word.


    ¡°It was Flowing Wind Swordplay!¡± shouted someone suddenly. He said in a low voice then, ¡°It must be Flowing Wind Swordplay!


    ¡°Flowing Wind Swordplay?¡±


    ¡°That Flowing Wind Swordplay no one has ever mastered for nearly 100 years in our sect?¡±


    ¡°His last move is indeed like Swords Rotating to Make Winds, one of the lethal moves of it!¡±


    ¡°No¡­it¡¯s impossible. Even most inner disciples gave it up because it was too difficult. But Lin Yun looked proficient at it. He must have reached Slight Achievement at least.¡±


    ¡°Far more than that, I¡¯m afraid. I guess he is not far from Big Achievement.¡±


    All disciples in the Trigger Hall were discussing it heatedly. No one believed what they saw.

 13. Su Ziyao

    Inside the Trigger Hall, there was an uproar.


    No one expected that Chen Xiao, a senior outer disciple, would lose to Lin Yun.


    What shocked them most was that the swordplay Lin Yun used to defeat Chen Xiao should be the Flowing Wind Swordplay.


    Flowing Wind Swordplay was well-known throughout the whole Qingyun Sect.


    Although it was a middle-level swordplay, once one mastered it, its power even surpassed that of a high-level swordplay.


    It was said that it was an incomplete script of an innate swordplay. Since some chapters were lost, it was assessed as a medium martial art.


    The former disciple who had mastered this swordplay should date back to over a hundred years ago.


    As sophisticated as Lin Yun was, he knew that there must be a reason Chen Xiao suddenly came to make trouble.


    It was not safe here. He should leave now.


    ¡°Who allowed you to go?¡±


    A chilling voice arose behind Lin when he hadn¡¯t gone far.


    Then the noisy Trigger Hall quieted down immediately.


    Lin Yun felt a fatal threat at the time, so he stopped walking in a hurry.


    He turned around and threw a punch without hesitation.


    It was a killing move of Tiger Fist, Tiger Worshipped by All Beasts!


    A warm current poured in his fist from the pubic region, which made his fist had a combination power with swordplay. The fierce boxing wind, like unparalleled light of sword, burst into a piercing whistle.


    This was already the strongest power Lin Yun could exert in such a hurry.


    Bang!


    When the two fists bumped, Lin Yun muttered a painful groan, feeling that his whole right arm was almost broken.


    Lin Yun was flown backwards, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.


    Fortunately, the strength of the sword-like fist neutralized most of the inner power from the opponent. Otherwise, all his internal organs might have been broken.


    Even so, Lin Yun could barely come to a stop after backing dozens of steps.


    In the event of a few more steps, Lin Yun would bump into Su Ziyao.


    Lin Yun looked up and saw a man in a cyan gown with a cold face, who looked kind of like Zhou Ping.


    ¡°Zhou Yun!¡±


    All outer disciples in the Trigger Hall gasped with fear. They never expected Zhou Yun would be here.


    Zhou Yun was beyond Chen Xiao¡¯s reach. He could rank top ten of all outer disciples every year.


    He already reached the seventh level of martial practice, which was extremely terrifying.


    So he was considered to be a strong competitor for indoor disciples in this mid-year assessment. It was rare to see him show up in front of ordinary disciples.


    ¡°Brother Zhou, I beg you to slaughter this sword slave. I want him to die!¡±


    Chen Xiao, who was supported by others, came to Lin Yun and said viciously as if only by swallowing Lin Yun could relieve his hatred.


    He lost to a sword slave in front of so many outer disciples. This was terrible humiliation for him.Stolen from Royal Road, this story should be reported if encountered on Amazon.


    Zhou Yun cursed in his heart, ¡°Chen Xiao, you really suck! You can¡¯t even defeat a sword slave.¡±


    Zhou Yun did not intend to deal with Lin Yun on his own originally. He meant to hide in the dark and watch.


    But things didn¡¯t go smoothly.


    Lin Yun turned the tide with his Flowing Wind Swordplay, which made Zhou Yun lose three of his Body Refining Elixirs.


    Zhou Yun had no choice but to do it himself.


    But now Zhou Yun had some doubts in his heart, because he already put 70% of his inner power in that punch, and it was a sneak attack, he didn¡¯t expect that sword slave could withstand it.


    Lin Yun was only a fourth-level practitioner!


    ¡°You are very bold, sword slave. You were just competing kung fu. How could you injure your peer so badly? If you abolish your cultivation right now, I will spare you!¡±


    Looking at Lin Yun with a condescending attitude, Zhou Yun said indifferently.


    With these words, his momentum of seventh level of martial practice pressed toward Lin Yun.


    Boom!


    Lin Yun immediately felt the enormous pressure coming from all directions. He couldn¡¯t even move.


    Seeing Lin Yun was still trying to resist under his overwhelming momentum, Zhou Yun snorted, ¡°Kneel down!¡±


    The powerful momentum from Zhou Yun strengthened again. Lin Yun¡¯s heart jolted like getting struck by the lightning.


    Lin¡¯s legs were trembling. Under his opponent¡¯s powerful cultivation, Lin Yun felt like an ant.


    Fragile and vulnerable.


    ¡°No way! I only kneel down to my parents. I¡¯ll never kneel down to you, Zhou Yun!¡±


    The enormous pressure made Lin Yun suffer torment, but it also stimulated the fighting will deep in Lin Yun¡¯s heart.


    With his teeth gritted and handsome face twisted, he still showed the perseverance in his eyes.


    All the outer disciples around him were deadly quiet. No one dared to make a sound.


    Zhou Yun was like a god to them. He could send them to hell with only one of his finger.


    They knew that Chen Xiao couldn¡¯t accept the fact of being defeated by Lin and Lin Yun was forced to hurt him. But no one dared to say a word.


    ¡°You refuse to kneel down, huh? Then I¡¯ll break your knees and abolish your cultivation?!¡±


    Zhou Yun looked cold, with no expression on his face. He walked towards Lin Yun step by step.


    Chen Xiao grinned aside. That sword slave would be dead meat in Zhou Yun¡¯s hands this time.


    With Zhou Yun approaching, Lin Yun felt more and more stressed. He nearly passed out.


    Lin Yun could barely sustain, because the gap between fourth level and seventh level was too huge.


    As Lin Yun was reaching his body limit, he suddenly felt light and the pressure disappeared.


    Zhou Yun''s face twisted. He looked at Su Ziyao with confusion.


    Su Ziyao, who had been looking on coldly all the time, suddenly took the initiative to carry the momentum from Zhou Yun.


    ¡°Senior Su, this is our personal grudge...¡±


    ¡°Get lost.¡±


    Zhou Yun tried to explain. But before he finished his words, Zu Ziyao wearing an emotionless face interrupted him directly.


    All of a sudden, Zhou Yun was put in a dilemma, feeling extremely embarrassed.


    Su Ziyao, the elite of inner disciples, the pride of the whole Qingyun Sect, the chosen one of the whole Skywater Kingdom. If she wanted to protect Lin Yun, Zhou Yun dare not complain at all.


    ¡°You should know its master before beating a dog. Zhou Yun, are you getting tired of living? Buzz off now!¡± Wang Ning, who was standing next to Su Ziyao, showed a slight sneer and looked at Zhou Yun with mockery.


    On the surface he was denouncing Zhou Yun, but actually was mocking Lin Yun. Wang Ning used a pun to scold both of them.


    ¡°I¡¯ll get lost. I¡¯ll get lost right now.¡±


    Zhou Yun''s face turned from red to pale and from pale to red, with a trace of humiliation in his eyes. But still he bore with it.


    ¡°Wait!¡±


    Just as Zhou Yun was about to leave, the pale-faced Lin Yun stopped him.


    ¡°Sword slave, what do you want?¡±


    After being humiliated by two inner disciples, Zhou Yun was nearly at the edge of rampage. On hearing Lin Yun¡¯s words, he immediately lost his temper.


    ¡°I will fight against you in two months. And I will pay back what you did to me today,¡± Lin Yun said word by word with firm eyes.


    Hearing this, Zhou Yun looked at Lin Yun as if Lin was an idiot and laughed coldly, ¡°I''ll be waiting for you at any time since you prefer to die.¡±


    After that, Zhou Yun left directly.


    Obviously, Zhou Yun disregarded Lin Yun totally. He had no interest in Lin Yun¡¯s challenge at all.


    A conflict was over.


    Su Ziyao''s intervention surprised everyone and they gave Lin a meaningful look.


    No wonder Lin Yun was fearless when facing Zhou Yun. It was all due to Su Ziyao¡¯s support.


    Although Su Ziyao didn¡¯t say much for Lin Yun, she became a deterrent to all those who wanted to harm Lin Yun.


    ¡°Thank you for your help, Senior Su.¡±


    Facing Su Ziyao, Lin Yun held complicated emotions; besides, there was unwillingness in his heart.


    With the usual temperament of Zhou Yun, he definitely would not challenge Zhou Yun. He would take revenge when he was strong enough.


    However, it was unbearable for him to be humiliated in front of Su Ziyao.


    ¡°Take care of yourself!¡±


    Su Ziyao did not look at Lin Yun. She just left with those words and walked away.


    Lin Yun had mixed feelings now. Was Zu Ziyao really beyond of his reach?


    The level-headed Lin Yun now was really upset.


    Lin Yun¡¯s clenched right hand was shaking, and the nails almost inserted into his palm.


    ¡°You¡¯re special. But if you think that you can let Su Ziyao think highly of you just in this way, stop daydreaming then. Little sword slave, bear in mind your identity, don''t be paranoid!¡± Wang Ning looked at Lin Yun with a sick look, and threatened Lin Yun in a low voice.


    As his voice fell down, he quickly caught up with Su Ziyao, who had gone away.


    Seeing this, Lin Yun knew Wang Lin was only a henchman of Su Ziyao. With a jeering smile on his face, Lin turned around and walked away.

 14. Sect Tasks

    Back to his cabin, Lin Yun began to pack up after a night¡¯s sleep.


    Soon, he packed up all his important items in the room.


    Actually, there weren¡¯t many important things, among which the three Body Refining Elixirs should be the most valuable.


    ¡°I¡¯m afraid I can¡¯t stay here anymore.¡±


    There was a cool and determined look in Lin Yun¡¯s eyes.


    He knew that Zhou Yun and Chen Xiao wouldn¡¯t spare him.


    There was not a chance he could defeat Zhou Yun whose cultivation in Martial Practice was three levels higher.


    Even if there was no level difference, he could only end in a tie with Chen Xiao.


    Lin Yun meant to temper his swordplay in the Trigger Hall, but now he could only give up.


    Zhou Yun¡¯s overwhelming pressure, Su Ziyao''s indifference, Wang Ning''s mockery and disdain...


    All previous scenes emerged in Lin Yun''s mind one by one.


    A kind of unspeakable bitterness spread through his whole body.


    He hadn¡¯t had a great sense of frustration for many years since he never failed, which made him weak.


    With a glance, he saw the picture Old Hong endowed him.


    The ancient characters appeared in his vision once again, ¡°My heart shelters a fierce tiger which, however, enjoys sniffing roses.¡±.


    There was a flash of light in Lin¡¯s eyes. He realized this was the place he was in nowadays. No matter in Qingyun Sect or in Xuanhuang Land, people respected the strong and enslaved the weak.


    So, a strong man never complained!


    Lin held the scroll panting tightly, and the confusion and weakness in Lin¡¯s eyes were replaced by stubbornness and perseverance, ¡°Two months later, we¡¯ll see!¡±


    Sect Affairs Administration was always crowded.


    Disciples could receive their pay or take tasks from the Sect.


    Qingyun Sect issued various tasks in Sect Affairs Administration. Some were hunting beasts, some were collecting rare plants and some were killing robbers. In addition to Sect Affairs Administration, there was Weapon Chamber and Martial Arts Building in Qingyun Sect.


    When Lin Yun arrived at the Sect Affairs Administration, everything was usual as before.


    But when he appeared, the hall became quiet suddenly.


    Everyone was looking at him.


    The news that he defeated Chen Xiao with his Flowing Wind Swordplay and withstood Zhou Yun¡¯s strike spread all over the outer disciples overnight.


    They were even more surprised on hearing that he had mastered the Flowing Wind Swordplay.


    You should know he was only a sword slave a few days ago!


    This huge contrast made the story even more surprising.


    Of course, his special relationship with Su Ziyao had also aroused a lot of discussion and gossip.


    Lin Yun came straight to Administrator Yang under many complicated eyes.


    ¡°May I get two months¡¯ salaries in advance and take some tasks by the way, Administrator Yang?¡±


    Administrator Yang looked at Lin Yun, surprised. Lin Yun proved a proverb that no one should be underestimated with the time lapsing.


    A sword slave who had been totally belittled by Administrator Yang was getting strong so fast. Administrator Yang spent a moment calming down, and he did not deliberately make things difficult for Lin Yun this time, ¡°Yes, you can. Here is your two months¡¯ salaries, two Body Refining Elixirs, four Spirit Cultivating Elixirs and 5 kilograms of gold.¡±If you come across this story on Amazon, it''s taken without permission from the author. Report it.


    Spirit Cultivating Elixir and gold were nothing important.


    Gold might be valuable in the eyes of ordinary people. But it was worth nothing in the eyes of high-ranking practitioners. It was said that among the inner disciples, the real currency of exchange was Spiritual Stones; gold and silver could only be used for buying daily food.


    However, Body Refining Elixir was of great value for all practitioners, even among inner disciples.


    With the two new elixirs, Lin Yun had five Body Refining Elixirs in total now.


    With these elixirs, he could make rapid progress in the fourth level of Martial Practice.


    ¡°It seems you really plan to challenge Zhou Yun in two months.¡±


    Administrator Yang handed the salaries to Lin Yun and said meaningfully.


    He knew that Lin Yun intended to take the tasks in the next two months. By going out and practicing, Lin could enhance his strength and avoided the retaliation from Zhou Yun.


    ¡°Damn it. Will this old man purposely put obstacles in my way again?¡± Lin Yun was upset at once.


    Administrator Yang knew what Lin Yun worried about, so he spoke softly, ¡°Take it easy! I won¡¯t trouble you since you have Old Hong¡¯s support. Forget about the past. What kind of tasks do you want to take? Ordinary tasks or Spiritual Stone tasks?¡±


    ¡°Spiritual Stone tasks?¡±


    ¡°Yes, as its name implies. The reward of Spiritual Stone tasks is Spiritual Stones, which are usually given to inner disciples. But inner disciples are often shorthanded, so some extra spiritual stone tasks are left for outer disciples.¡±


    ¡°Let me have a look.¡±


    Ling Yun became much interested in the unexpected spiritual stone tasks.


    ¡°Spiritual Stone Task: to kill three evil beast Ink-flame Tigers. Once the task is accomplished, 200 low-grade spiritual stones will be rewarded. To kill evil beasts? Only this will scare most people away.¡±


    ¡°Spiritual Stone Task: to collect ten Blood Lilies. The mission location is Flowers Valley, in the deep Hengyun Mountains.¡±


    ¡°Spiritual Stone Task: to kill robber Kuang Yan with a reward of 500 spiritual stones. Kuang Yan is nearly at the seventh level of Martial Practice. He runs amuck in Skywater Kingdom and kills people like flies. Every Sect wanted to eliminate this man as soon as possible.¡±


    ...


    In Lin Yun''s view, all spiritual stone tasks were not simple, and extremely dangerous; meanwhile, the reward was really tempting.


    After carefully calculating the time and weighing the pros and cons, Lin Yun chose three spiritual stone tasks.


    ¡°The mid-year assessment will start in two months. If you can''t come back in time, it¡¯ll be taken as voluntary abstention,¡± after handing the tasks to Lin Yun, Administrator Yang said cautiously.


    Lin Yun knew the rules on the mid-year assessment, so he nodded his head and said, ¡°Thank you for reminding me.¡±


    When Lin Yun was about to leave, Administrator Yang asked him in a low voice, ¡°Have you really mastered Flowing Wind Swordplay?¡±


    ¡°Just Slight Achievement, I haven¡¯t fully mastered it.¡±


    After a short answer, Lin Yun quickly left the hall, leaving Administrator Yang dumbfounded there.


    At the beginning, he firmly believed that Lin Yun could never master Flowing Wind Swordplay, but now Lin Yun had mastered it, and even made it to the Slight Achievement. It seemed that Lin Yun was ready to make the Big Achievement of Flowing Wind Swordplay.


    ¡°Fortunately, Head Wang showed up in time and I didn¡¯t completely fall out with that guy that day,¡± Administrator Yang shook his head and sighed after a while.


    Not long after Lin Yun left, in Lin Yun¡¯s cabin at the hillside, a bunch of people rummaged around in a violent way, trying to look for something.


    ¡°Senior Chen, no Body Refining Elixir was found. That guy must have known we would come, so he took it away.¡±


    ¡°There''s nothing valuable, just a bunch of wastes for maintaining swords.¡±


    It was Chen Xiao, who wanted to take revenge immediately after he recovered.


    He didn¡¯t expect Lin Yun had left before he came.


    ¡°Damn it, my Cloud Strip Sword, my three Body Refining Elixirs!¡±


    Chen Xiao felt his heart aching and cried, ¡°Burn his house! Lin Yun, you can¡¯t avoid me. I don¡¯t believe you won¡¯t come back for the mid-year assessment!¡±


    ...


    After two days¡¯ riding on a fine horse, Lin Yun had gone deep in Hengyun Mountains.


    He was far away from the Qingyun Sect; meanwhile, he was going to face another kind of danger.


    Having practiced in here once, Lin Yun clearly knew what was there deep in the mountains.


    Evil beasts!


    Unlike the periphery of the mountains, deep in the mountains reigned the evil beasts, all of which at least had the fifth level of Martial Practice.


    The more terrible thing was that all evil beasts possessed evil spirit. So it was extremely difficult for those practitioners of the same level to defeat them.


    But Lin took the task of collecting Blood Lilies, so he had to venture here.


    If he wanted to defeat Zhou Yun and pay back what he owed Su Ziyao, he had no way back.


    Compared with the pressure Zhou Yun gave him, Su Ziyao¡¯s ¡°kindness¡± was more unacceptable.


    He hated owing a debt of gratitude to others. And on thinking Su Ziyao¡¯s arrogant look, he wanted to pay it back immediately.


    The map showed that the Flowers Valley was nearby.


    But the terrain was complex in the deep Hengyun Mountain. The jungle was dense, and the human seldom trod. It was not easy for him to find the entrance to Flowers Valley.


    In addition, he needed to beware of evil beasts, which made things more difficult.


    It took Lin Yun three days to walk through a jungle and then the view completely changed.


    In front of him was a wide field.


    A huge valley appeared in the mountains. Flowers of all kinds in bright colors, covering the ground, were in full bloom, and Lin Yun could not see the end at a glance.


    When the breeze came, the fragrance of flowers was smelled.


    Here was the Flowers Valley!

 15. Burying Flowers with the Sword

    Down the valley was a vast territory.


    All kinds of flowers were in full bloom, stretching as far as the eyes could reach. It was called Flower Valley. With one glance, Lin Yun thought there might be over a hundred kinds of exotic flowers and plants.


    The Blood Lily!


    Where could it be?


    Lin Yun slightly frowned. If he had to walk through the valley, it might take him at least half a month.


    No wonder few disciples would like to take over tasks about spiritual stones. It was really hard.


    Once the task failed, it was nothing of the loss. The point was if time was wasted, he would miss the mid-year assessment.


    The once-a-year mid-term assessment of Qingyun Sect would decide the ranks of all disciples. And their ranks would directly be related to the wages. And the top ten outer disciples would be promoted as the inner disciples.


    ¡°I should look around and get familiar with the environment here first.¡±


    Without much thinking, Lin Yun entered into the flowers.


    A whole day soon passed, but Lin Yun hadn¡¯t got a clue.


    But he was very patient. After it was dawn, he set out again, trying to keep everything in Flower Valley in his mind.


    Seven a little bit boring days passed.


    For an ordinary person, one would have already been perplexed by those flowers, and the patience would have been worn out. But Lin Yun didn¡¯t give up.


    ¡°This is¡­¡±


    One day while Lin Yun was wandering deep in the flowers, he sniffed something and stopped.


    Among the fragrance of the flowers, he nosed a light bloody smell, very light. But having been familiarized with the Flower Valley for a couple of days, Lin Yun immediately sensed it.


    All of a sudden, Lin Yun¡¯s eyes shined!


    He walked carefully along the light bloody smell. But the breeze never stopped in the valley, and also it was also mixed with the fragrance of all kinds of flowers.


    It was really not an easy thing.


    For a few times he lost the bloody smell and was even guided to the wrong direction.


    Finally having got a clue, how would Lin Yun give up so easily?


    All of sudden, Lin Yun who was looking for the Bloody Lily shivered.


    A stream of coldness spread from the ground, making him shaking.


    With a glance, Lin Yun saw a giant rock deep in the flowers.


    ¡°It is here!!¡±


    The light bloody smell should be sent out from here.


    With a jump, Lin Yun came to the back of the rock, and then saw a red lily blooming in the shadow.


    The spooky Blood Lilly was sending out a smell mixed with fragrance and blood.


    ¡°That¡¯s it. Bloody Lily prefers shady and cool places, and blossoms in places with no light. And there¡¯s kind of bloody smell mixed with its fragrance. It¡¯s the main ingredient of the Blood Activating Elixirs, which was valuable and rare.


    Lin Yun stepped forward carefully after making sure it was safe.


    With a kind of joy on the face, he bent over to pick it.


    Lin Yun didn¡¯t notice that the moment he bent over, the shadow hanging over the Blood Lily was stretching on and on.


    And when his hand nearly touched the Blood Lily, he suddenly felt kind of unprecedented danger.


    The moment he raised his head, he saw a serpent with its mouth widely open trying to attack like the lightening.This novel''s true home is a different platform. Support the author by finding it there.


    Lin Yun immediately turned pale.


    Without thinking more, he turned over on the ground and avoided its attack.


    Bang!


    But his body got hit by its tail. He felt as if all his bones falling apart. With a grunt, he was thrown in the air.


    After landing on the ground, Lin Yun saw clearly what the serpent looked like.


    On its grey back, there was a long blood line, like the burning flame.


    It was a Bloody Flame Snake, a real evil beast, with the fifth level of Martial Practice.


    Now Lin Yun understood that the giant rock before the Blood Lily was this snake in disguise.


    That was close, really close, he almost got swallowed.


    Fizz!


    The Bloody Flame Snake fizzed, with the evil spirit being released from its body. Lin Yun could clearly feel the pressure, no less than when facing Zhou Yun.


    The shadow of a sacred tiger was forming gradually in his head, overwhelming the evil spirit little by little.


    Invisibly, it was neutralized.


    After pulling out the old sword, the fear in Lin Yun¡¯s heart faded away. He couldn¡¯t get the Blood Lilly only if he killed that Bloody Flame Snake.


    So he had no way back.


    Gathering Water to Form Streams, Flowing Streams like Winds!


    Lin Yun launched the attack first. He was using his Flowing Wind Swordplay smoothly.


    The moment their shadows crossed, the sword light chopped on the snake¡¯s body.


    To Lin¡¯s surprise, with thick scales, his Flowing Wind Swordplay couldn¡¯t hurt the Bloody Flame Snake at all.


    After all the wood sword in his hand was not sharp enough.


    For ordinary beasts or practitioners, it might be enough. But for the Bloody Flame Snake with thick scales, it didn¡¯t work at all.


    However powerful his swordplay was, it was useless if the sword was not sharp enough.


    Ka!


    Lin Yun inserted the sword into the ground. He tried to use his Tiger Fist instead.


    Boom! Boom! Boom!


    The Bloody Flame Snake that was irritated by Lin Yun started to attack fiercely without giving him time to response.


    After initiating the Pure Yang martial arts, Lin Yun could feel the strong inner power flowing inside his body.


    When dodging, Lin Yun stayed quite calm. He tried to fight back with his Tiger Fist motivated by his Pure Yang martial arts.


    A person and a snake were chasing each other among the flowers.


    Lin Yun, who fought with his fist, was consuming his inner power constantly, but he could not hurt the Bloody Flame Snake at all.


    During their fight, Lin Yun found out the weak point of the snake. It was a blood spot on its back.


    His Tiger Fist was powerful, but it still couldn¡¯t break its scales. And he had consumed large part of his inner power.


    Two hours later, Lin Yun got drenched in sweat, and his inner power was nearly burnt out.


    The Tiger Fist was in great need of inner power. Even with his Pure Yang martial arts as the foundation, it was still not enough.


    If things went on like this, he would be consumed to death by the Bloody Flame Snake.


    Although he was not reconciled, he could only run away before he glanced at the bloody flame on the back of the snake.


    That was his only option.


    Lin Yun was not stupid enough to confront with it. The evil beast had too much more potential than he had.


    Lin Yun, who ran away, felt much relieved now.


    Even so, the Bloody Flame Snake ran after him over 25 km. He was nearly exhausted to death.


    On seeing that Lin Yun had run far away, the snake fizzed and stopped chasing.


    Whoosh!


    After making sure the Bloody Flame Snake gave up, Lin Yun let out a long breath, and then threw himself on the ground. He had injuries all over his body. Mixed with juice of all kinds of plants, he looked really awkward.


    Spiritual stone task was really not easy.


    No wonder there were still tasks left for him to pick. All the other outer disciples knew the danger.


    During that fight, he¡¯d have lost his life if he hadn¡¯t been careful enough.


    With a hot sun over the head, Lin Yun had no regrets, but still he felt rather frustrated.


    He tried, having looked for the Bloody Lily among the immense Flower Valley for seven whole days like a fool.


    He also fought, having tried to stand till the end when facing an evil beast a realm higher than him.


    He tried his best and nearly died, but pity that he was not its rival.


    With the evil beast Bloody Flame Snake one realm higher than him there, he couldn¡¯t accomplish the spiritual stone task of collecting the Bloody Lilies.


    He tried to cover his eyes with his right hand from the dazzling sunlight.


    Feeling both tired and painful, Lin Yun closed his eyes feebly.


    After an hour later, Lin Yun almost regained his strength. He opened his eyes and looked into the sky.


    A slice of stubbornness flashed on his delicate face. And in the blue sky appeared the faces of three people.


    On the left was Zhou Yun, looking ruthless, ¡°You think you can challenge me in two months?¡±


    In the middle was Wang Ning, with a scorning smile on his face, ¡°Little sword slave, watch your own identity. Stop daydreaming.¡±


    On the right was Su Ziyao. Her cold but beautiful face always wore an arrogant expression. And the words coming out of her mouth were even more indifferent and chilling than her face.


    Conduct yourself well!


    ¡°Conduct yourself well. Conduct yourself well¡­¡±murmured Lin Yun, with a slice of anger flashing on his face, ¡°what did I do wrong? Why would you ask me to conduct myself well?¡±


    The former master had feelings for you, but he never complained, and never daydreamed to get you.


    He just hid that feeling inside his humble body, forever!


    He had feelings for her all his life and never asked for anything, but finally he only got the words ¡°conduct yourself well¡±?!


    As the three faces disappeared in the sky, the fury on Lin Yun¡¯s face was also gone. But his feeble hands were clenched tight now full of power.


    Lin Yun got up, without saying a word, and walked towards the direction where the Blood Lily was at.


    A few minutes later, he arrived at the place where he abandoned his sword.


    And the moment he tried to pull out the sword, there appeared kind of confused expression on his face.


    The wood sword became heavier.


    He pulled it out after operating his inner power.


    After putting the wood sword on his hands, Lin Yun noticed that the sword lines became different. It was like the face of a woman waving on the body of the sword.


    ¡°Flower Burial?¡±


    The vague ancient words on the hilt became clear now. It was engraved with the words ¡°Flower Burial¡±.

 16. You Left while I Stayed, Two Completely Different Worlds

    Flower Burial?


    The wood sword became heavier and bore spirit, which was already strange enough. And now the vague inscription also became clear.


    Holding the wood sword in his hand and looking at the sword body like a slim woman, Lin Yun lost in his thoughts.


    First, it became heavier. Although it was quite heavy, it was no more than 5 kilos.


    Now with the sword in his hand, he found it hard to wave it without using his inner power.


    Another thing was its spirit. Only with one glance, one could tell it wasn¡¯t ordinary quality.


    Lin Yun plucked a hair, and watched it fall onto the edge of the sword. Without any external force, the hair was cut into two halves!


    This was unbelievable!


    There was kind of astonishment in Lin Yun¡¯s eyes. He never expected the useless wood sword would have had such great changes.


    The old master had been used a sword all the time. So he was clear that the Flower Burial Sword in his hand was no worse than any magical weapons of any inner disciple.


    But what made it transformed?


    Lin Yun was eager to know the answer. The first day he obtained this sword, he had known that it was not an ordinary weapon.


    Any sword made from wood should be a quality one. But after such a long time, it had lost its spirit and turned from a powerful sword to an ordinary one.


    If he could discover the answer, it meant he could revive its old glory through maintaining it.


    ¡°What¡¯s going on? Why do I feel something is not right?¡±


    Lin Yun looked around, looking a little confused, with his eyebrows knitted.


    The fragrance!


    With his eyes stretched, Lin Yun sniffed slightly and found that there had been no fragrance here before.


    The whole Flower Valley was covered with all kinds of flowers, so one could smell the fragrance anywhere.


    ¡°Does it mean this sword needs the fragrance of flowers to maintain?¡±


    Lin Yun faintly felt that he got hold of the key problem.


    While he was meditating, a touch of mysterious sword light flashed without him noticing.


    Suddenly he heard some sound.


    Along with the sound, some glittering ancient words flew out of the sword.


    ¡°I had drifted like the duckweed for half of my life, the ruthless cold rain buried all the flowers overnight. Have the souls of those flowers turned into the catkins? You left while I stayed, two different worlds.¡±


    Rustle!


    While he was still lost in those words, they gradually disappeared with the wind. All flowers on the ground were dancing like they were reborn, and the fragrance became thicker.


    ¡°This is¡­¡±


    Lin Yun was a little stunned. After a moment, he murmured, ¡°The power of this sword is even higher than I expected.¡±


    When he held the sword with his hand again, he felt that his arm became much more powerful.


    The feeling of unfamiliarity and rejection was totally gone.


    ¡°With this sword, it would be a piece of cake to kill that Bloody Flame Snake!¡±


    He was forced to abandon the sword just because it could not crack the scales of the Bloody Flame Snake. But now with the Flower Burial Sword in his hand, Lin Yun felt much more confident.


    The Flower Burial Sword was no worse than any magical weapon of those inner disciples, improving his power by 50% at least.


    A few minutes later,


    Lin Yun arrived at the place where the Bloody Lily was at, looking quite calm.


    The shaking ¡°giant rock¡± finally showed itself-the Bloody Flame Snake.The tale has been illicitly lifted; should you spot it on Amazon, report the violation.


    The Bloody Flame Snake glared at Lin Yun, with kind of mockery in its eyes, ¡°It¡¯s you again.¡± The human practitioner who was chased away by it now came back again.


    The snake hissed, looking at him defiantly.


    Lin Yun was astonished, because he never expected that the evil beast could be so smart.


    ¡°It¡¯s all right. Since it underestimates me, it can save me a lot of time.¡±


    Gather Water to Form Streams, Flowing like Wind!


    As swift as a rabbit, he sprang to his feet, like the spindrifts splashing out of the water. His Flowing Wind Swordplay was like the flowing streams, totally conforming to the flowers and breeze in the valley.


    In an instant, a shadow disappeared right before the Bloody Flame Snake.


    Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!


    With the sword chopping down, dreadful sword traces were left on the body of the Bloody Flame Snake, with its skins split and blood splashed.


    With the hiss, the Bloody Flame Snake who had been mocking Lin Yun now was rolling on the ground, whining.


    The indescribable pains stimulated the striking potential of the Bloody Flame Snake. Covered with rampant evil spirit, it opened its giant mouth and jumped onto Lin Yun like the lightening.


    ¡°Perfect timing!¡±


    Lin Yun looked concentrated. This blow of the Bloody Flame Snake was like a thunder. He would be dead meat if he got hit.


    But its vital part also got completely exposed to him.


    Swords Rotating to Form Winds.


    One of the three lethal moves of the Flowing Wind Swordplay was displayed by Lin Yun proficiently.


    With the palm against the hilt, and the point against the ground, the Flower Burial Sword began rotating fast in Lin Yun¡¯s hand.


    The strong inner power he condensed with his Pure Yang martial arts inside his body was pouring into the rotating sword continuously.


    Before the Bloody Flame Snake got close to him, Lin Yun suddenly raised the rotating Flower Burial Sword.


    Swoosh!


    In the instant he raised the sword, he turned around and avoided the Bloody Flame Snake. Then he turned around and pricked its vital part ¨Cthe blood line on the back of the Bloody Flame Snake.


    Bang!


    The inner power transferred into the sword completely burst out, along with Lin Yun¡¯s fury.


    Click!


    He hit the vital part with all his strength, and completely cut it into halves.


    After Lin Yun landed, he looked back, finding that the evil beast Bloody Flame Snake was cut into halves, absolutely dead.


    Seckill!


    This was the real lethality of the Flowing Wind Swordplay. Since the sword had not been sharp enough, he could have done nothing with the snake.


    Lin Yun put away his sword and looked at the Bloody Flame Snake who made him suffer indifferently.


    He walked forward to check it out and found there was no Internal Elixir.


    What a pity! It seemed it was really not easy to obtain the Internal Elixir of an evil beast.


    Each part of the Bloody Flame Snake was valuable, pity that he couldn¡¯t take it away since it was too huge.


    Lin Yun only took the snake gall, the blood line on its back, and two fangs.


    As for the rest, he could only give up.


    It was really a pity, since every part of the evil beast was quite valuable. But only the snake gall, the fangs and the blood line were already a big harvest for him.


    The most important thing was¡­he got the Blood Lilies!


    ¡°No one can take away what belongs to me.¡±


    With a smile on his face, Lin Yun moved forward and put the Blood Lily for the spiritual stone task into the box.


    He didn¡¯t leave immediately, but looked around the living environment of the Blood Lily.


    He dared not miss every detail.


    And referring to these details, he could easily find more Blood Lilies.


    As expected, in the next few days, Lin Yun found six more Blood Lilies easily.


    As for those Bloody Flame Snakes guarding the Blood Lilies all died under his sword, and all the important parts were also taken away.


    The reason everything went so smoothly all owed to his exploration of the Flower Valley patiently at first.


    But everything changed when he found the tenth Blood Lily.


    When he tried to pick tit, two shadows blue uninvited showed up.


    The Flower Valley was located in deep of Hengyun Mountains. And those practitioners who had the guts to take risks here must have something.


    In the past few days, when Lin Yun met other outsiders, he all tried avoid them,


    But when he was going to get the last Blood Lily, he was spotted.


    ¡°We¡¯re so lucky. Not long after we are here, we find the Blood Lily the young master wants.¡±


    ¡°Hehe, the Bloody Flame Snake guarding the Blood Lily is also rare evil beast. Every part is valuable. We will make a fortune if we can kill it.¡±


    Lin Yun found that those two men were high and strong, middle-aged, who didn¡¯t look like sect disciples at all.


    But they were both at the sixth level of Martial Practice.


    The pattern embroidered on the clothes before their chests attracted Lin Yun.


    On the water waves was carved with the word Yun.


    White Water Town, Yun Family!


    Lin Yun knew White Water Town was the most prosperous town in Skywater Kingdom. Those who went there to do businesses were all practitioners of Skywater Kingdom. There were also some powerful families in the town, only a little inferior to the four sects.


    If Lin Yun wanted to sell the evil beast parts at a reasonable price, he should go to the White Water Town.


    ¡°Kid, get lost. This Blood Lily is ours.¡±


    Shouted the man in black on the left.


    They knew Lin Yun came first, so this was robbery.


    ¡°Sorry, but I found this Blood Lily first.¡±


    He might have given it up if it had been before.


    But this was the last one for his spiritual stone task, so Lin Yun didn¡¯t mean to give it up.


    On hearing that, the two men from Yun Family looked at each other and then laughed wildly.


    ¡°Hahaha, did I hear it wrong? A fourth level junior tries to kill a Bloody Flame Snake?¡±


    ¡°Get out of my sight. I don¡¯t have time talking rubbish with you. Don¡¯t be an eyesore.¡±


    Speaking of which, they were approaching Lin. And the momentum of the sixth level of Martial Practice they were sending out really gave people a lot of pressure.


    Lin Yun glanced at them, and then walked away without saying a word.


    On seeing Lin Yun leave, they sneered: ¡°I thought he has some guts as a sect disciple. It turns out he is a coward.¡±


    ¡°He knows how to behave. Forget about that crap from Qingyun Sect. We should kill the Bloody Flame Snake first. It has strong defense ability. It¡¯s not easy to deal with it.¡±


    ¡°Hm. Let¡¯s do it.¡±


    Actually Lin Yun didn¡¯t go far away. He was watching on a rock about five kilometers away.


    In his hand, one, two, three, four¡­five precious Body Refining Elixirs.


    He meant to break the fourth level of Martial Practice at its original pace, but now it seemed he had to change his plan.


    Sometimes one had to fight for something that belonged to him.

 17. One should Leave after Finishing the Task, Kill One Person with One Step

    Of the ten levels of Martial Practice, the first three levels were to cultivate one''s skins, bones and meridians, the middle three were to cultivate one''s flesh, blood, and all internal organs, the latter three were to get through one''s acupoints, refine one''s bones and change one''s marrow, and finally to reach the tenth level.


    The Body Refining Elixir was of great importance to the former four levels.


    An outer disciple from the four sects like Qingyun Sect of Skywater Kingdom could only get one a month.


    It was really valuable. Non-sect disciples could barely get one even if they had money.


    Last time when Chen Xiao lost three Body Refining Elixirs, he nearly broke down.


    Now the five Body Refining Elixirs in Lin Yun''s hand was nearly half a year''s salary of an outer disciple.


    When in Henyun Mountains, he already had had an adventure last time.


    He happened to meet the abnormal phenomenon the Fairy Spirit brought, in which he absorbed the spiritual energy from heaven and earth and directly reached the fourth level.


    It also laid a solid foundation for this fourth level. And recently he had been fighting the evil beasts. Such kind of experience was beyond any other''s imagination.


    His cultivation was improving fast these days. With another few days, he''d break through the fourth level.


    But now he had to make breakthrough ahead of time.


    There was a slice chance for a practitioner at the fourth level to face two practitioners of the sixth level. Although they couldn''t compare with the inner sect disciples, they were two levels higher. Lin Yun wouldn''t take rash actions.


    So he had to make it a sure thing.


    Sitting cross-legged, Lin Yun took one Body Refining Elixir without any hesitation.


    The enormous efficacy of the Body Refining Elixir was immediately absorbed.


    His four limbs, all internal organs and the muscles were all absorbing it greedily.


    His whole body was like on warm fire, very comfortable.


    He could clearly feel that his mortal body was getting strengthened little by little.


    The Body Refining Liquid really couldn''t compare with it at all.


    But it was still not enough.


    If it was at this pace, he still needed two days'' time to reach the fifth level.


    With two days, those two men from Yun Family had already gone away with his Blood Lily.


    After making up his mind, Lin Yun swallowed the rest four Body Refining Elixirs.


    Boom!


    The strong efficacy gathered inside his body and exploded inside his body in an instant after they emerged.


    The horrible efficacy, like the roaring sea, was crazily impacting his mortal body. The warm body now became totally red. He felt like he was being roasted on a stove.


    Wisps of smoke were rising on Lin Yun''s head. It seemed things were not going well.


    But since Lin Yun dared to do so, he should have his own reason.


    Pure Yang martial arts!


    Exactly! Administrator Yang thought it was too strong and needed time to cultivate, which didn''t adapt to Lin Yun.


    But now it became his life-saving prescription.Royal Road is the home of this novel. Visit there to read the original and support the author.


    Five Body-refining Elixirs together, the efficacy was like the unruly wild horse that no other martial art could tame.


    But for the strong and imposing Pure Yang martial arts, it was perfectly matched.


    As expected,


    once the Pure Yang martial art was operated, Lin felt quite excited. And the inner power of all kinds of martial arts had its own personality. Some liked going superficial, some liked being gentle, while some preferred wild horse-like dominance.


    And Pure Yang martial art was the most outstanding among all of them.


    When dominant efficacy met dominant Pure Yang martial arts, it generated dramatic chemical reaction.


    Lin Yun''s burning red skin became softer and softer. And his mortal body was also transforming.


    His original second level Pure Yang martial art was improving fast. And his cultivation had reached an unprecedented speed.


    Boom!


    Six hours later, two booming sounds were heard from inside Lin Yun''s body one after another.


    With the two booming sounds overlapped, Lin Yun felt that his momentum improved rapidly.


    At this moment his level and cultivation both reached another level.


    When his Pure Yang martial arts reached the third level, his cultivation also reached the fifth level of Martial Practice.


    Lin Yun opened his eyes and stood up.


    He noticed his original thin and weak body had become much stronger.


    The outside change was only superficial. The bigger change lied inside.


    His mortal body had been renewed after having been refined by the five Body Refining Elixirs.


    The biggest surprise was that he had reached the third level of his Pure Yang martial arts. And his inner power also reached a new level, more imposing and dominant.


    The Flower Burial Sword which needed great inner power to use


    now was as swift as a feather in his hand.


    His delicate and charming face hadn''t changed a lot, but only his dark and pure eyes showed a little more confidence.


    "Six hours have passed. They should have gone."


    Lin Yun murmured, looking far into the distance.


    At the entrance of the Flower Valley.


    The two strong men from Yun Family looked quite excited which could be told through the joys and excitement on their faces.


    "This kills it! We''re rich this time. And we accomplish the task the young master''s appointed so easily."


    "Haha, the resources we exchange with this Bloody Flame Snake would support our cultivation for some time."


    "An evil beast is an evil beast. It''s really not easy to kill the Bloody Flame Beast. If our cultivation weren''t a level higher that it, it would be really hard to say who would win. Didn''t that brat from Qingyun Sect feel ashamed to say that he found it first?"


    "Fortunately he is smart enough, otherwise we''ll kill him together. As a sect disciple, he should have a Body-refining Elixir. Now I really regret having let him go. What a shame!"


    The two men were talking and laughing, to their hearts'' content.


    Whoosh!


    At the very moment, a shadow jumped out from aside, without making any sound.


    The two men from Yun Family were really frightened and immediately stopped talking.


    Of course it was Lin Yun who found them through the sound they made.


    After finding it was Lin Yun, the two men immediately felt relaxed, and began to laugh.


    "Who is taking the Blood Lily?"


    Lin Yun wore no expression on his delicate face, holding the sword in his hand.


    While he was speaking, his palm was already against the hilt, ready to use his Flowing Wind Swordplay.


    Looking at the emotionless and calm Lin Yun, the two men didn''t notice anything unusual.


    "What do you want? The Blood Lily is in my fucking hand! What? You wanna grab it from me?"


    Judging from Lin Yun''s calmness, the man in black on the left thought Lin wouldn''t give up, so he sneered, "Don''t think you are really something since you are a sect disciple. This is outer suburbs. No one would know even if we kill you."


    Swords Rotating to Make Winds!


    Before that man finished his words, Lin Yun already lifted his sword and jumped onto him.


    With the sword unsheathed, the Flower Burial Sword was like shooting water. With the sword rotating like crazy in his palm, the poised Flowing Wind Swordplay reached its peak at this moment.


    As the sword in his hand reached its peak, Lin pricked at the man talking immediately!


    Whoosh!


    With no time to react, the man in back on the left got stabbed right into the heart.


    Bang!


    With blood splashing out of his chest, the man in black died on spot, and his body was thrown over a hundred meters away.


    Lin Yun now had reached the fifth level of Martial Practice, the power of his move Swords Rotating to Make Winds also doubled at least. With him launching the attack first at such a short distance, even a man of sixth level wouldn''t have a chance to survive.


    Everything happened in a flash, giving no one any time to react.


    The man on the right was dumbfounded. He screamed and ran away without any hesitation.


    And this saved his life.


    If he had been a few seconds late, the next who was gonna die should be him.


    "What a pity!"


    Lin Yun sighed that a man of sixth level ran away from him. If he wanted to chase him, it''d be a waste of time. How he wished he could have Lightness Skill.


    Let it go, as long as he got what he wanted.


    Lin moved forward and found the box with the Blood Lily on the chest of the man in black.


    Also he searched out all the parts of the Bloody Flame Snake.


    "So strange? Why is there no blood line?"


    Those valuable parts like the gall and fangs were there, only that blood line missing.


    Maybe it was on the other man''s body. Never mind.


    Lin Yun didn''t think too much, since he had succeeded collecting ten Bloody Flame Lilies and accomplished one of the spiritual stone tasks.


    The next spiritual stone task was to kill the robber Kuang Yan.


    After putting away his sword, Lin Yun disappeared in the Flower Valley which was gradually being covered by darkness.


    One should leave after finishing the task. Kill one person with one step.

 18. Please Leave Your Name, Young Hero!

    Half a month later in White Water Town.


    As the most prosperous town of Skywater Kingdom, there were numerous shops and auctions dealing with business of large amount of money every day here.


    It was greatly attractive too all martial practitioners. You could find sect disciples, practitioners from noble families and common practitioners from all over the kingdom here.


    Except business, this place was also trading for information.


    Any news of the Skywater Kingdom would become gossiping topics of those practitioners.


    So most rumors in Jiang Hu also originated from here.


    The huge amount of practitioners also boosted all kinds of businesses.


    Even an obscure inn in the remote western region was all packed.


    One could see how prosperous this town was.


    That inn was not big, only three-storey high. The lobby on the first floor was full, with no vacancy at all.


    Hurly-burly, a hubbub of voices.


    The second floor seemed a little quieter. And the gaps between desks and chairs were much more spacious.


    Apparently one would cost more on the second floor.


    Those who could come to the second floor had greater power and their foresight was beyond those practitioners in the lobby.


    "Did you heart it? Someone from Raging Knife School killed Qiu Yunpu!"


    "That was breaking news! That Qiu Yunpu has been a bully in Skywater Kingdom for years. With his thick cultivation, how could he have been killed by a junior?"


    "I was also aware of it. I heard he only used ten moves. Raging Knife School finally has a qualified successor. I heard he is called Zhang Ye."


    "These years those robbers and thieves in Skywater Kingdom have died one after another. But that Kuang Yan, though his cultivation is not high, could always run away after committing a crime. I heard a few disciples from Xuanyang Sect were killed by him recently."


    "That Kuang Yan was really both powerful and bold. Anyway, someone who isn''t bold enough wouldn''t become a robber."


    Before a desk next to the window on the second floor sat a man wearing a hood.


    On hearing their conversation, the shadow under the hood looking down the street showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth.


    This was a nice spot. If there was any danger, he could jump out of the window and blend into the crowd.


    Among the four sects Raging Knife School, Qingyun Sect, Ziyan Sect and Xuanyang Sect, who is the most powerful?"


    Soon the topic in the inn had switched to the four sects.


    "Do you need to ask? Of course it should be Qingyun Sect. Their young master Bai Yufan is one of the top four kung fu masters among the young generation of Skywater Kingdom, plus the rising Su Ziyao, who can compare with them now?"


    "Exactly! Su Ziyao''s power is a little bit too dreadful. Though she is not listed as the top four young kung fu masters, it''s said even the most powerful Liu Yunfei of the top four is not her rival."


    "She is rising too fast. She has earned her name within one year. There''s still no time to rank her among the top four."


    "It seems Qingyun Sect will top the four sects this year."


    Practitioners on the second floor did have a broader vision.


    Everything about the four sects of Skywater Kingdom was crystal clear to them, but they just couldn''t help gossiping about them.The story has been taken without consent; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident.


    While they were busy gossiping, someone appeared at the stairs.


    He was wearing a blue and white robe, with a delicate and charming face. There was a piece of cloth twining on his forehead. No one knew whether it was kind of decoration or he was trying to cover something.


    It was Lin Yun, absolutely.


    When he appeared, the whole second floor became a little quieter. Most people cast their eyes onto him.


    Wandering in Skywater Kingdom with the robe of Qingyun Sect, of course he would be eye-catching.


    But most practitioners in the inn were old hands.


    So they didn''t make a fuss. Besides, no one knew him, so they only took him as a nobody.


    After a temporary pause, people''s chatting was heated up again.


    Lin Yun ignored all these. He looked around the whole tavern and then laid his eyes on the one in the hood beside the window.


    He nodded his head and then walked towards that person slowly.


    After putting his Flower Burial Sword on the table, which made a slight sound, Lin Yun sat directly on the other side of the person in hood.


    There was a subtle change of the expression on the face of the man in hood. He noticed the sect sign on Lin Yun''s robe.


    But he came back to normal in an instant.


    "Treat me a drink."


    Lin Yun said gently while looking at him.


    "Haha, not everyone is worthy of my treat."


    The man in hood grinned and turned Lin Yun down.


    He moved his eyes fast while speaking, as if trying to make sure whether Lin Yun had any company.


    "I will treat you then. Waiter! Bring me your best alcohol!"


    On hearing this, the water served much faster than usual. He took the alcohol for them immediately with a fawning smile on her face.


    With the tips Lin Yun gave him, the waiter left happily.


    The man in hood looked at the bottle but didn''t open it. He put on a false smile and said, "Nice alcohol. Thank you for spending the money for me."


    "Never mind. Before someone dies, he deserves some good wine."


    Lin Yun poured and drank the wine himself. And then he turned to look at the man, smiling.


    "Hahaha, I like you sect disciples, all arrogant and proud. Without any experience in jiang hu, you want to become famous by killing robbers. How dare you deliver yourself here without a company? You are really sick of living."


    The man in hood laughed wildly, while the terrifying momentum of the six level of Martial Practice was outbursting crazily.


    After pulling out a thick and heavy saber under his loose robe, he jumped up and chopped towards Lin Yun with all his strength.


    Apparently he had already prepared to throw this cut.


    While chatting with Lin Yun, he tried to observe whether Lin had any company. After making sure Lin had no company, he made a resolute cut towards Lin.


    All practitioners on the second floor were shocked by this sudden scene.


    Their faces all turned pale with fight after they saw this.


    The outer disciple of Qingyun Sect was still sitting there while the man in hood already threw a powerful chop!


    The man in hood took the upper hand. He believed Lin Yun couldn''t take it. Even if he could, he would be destroyed.


    As a sect disciple, he really lacked of experience in jiang hu.


    How could he sit on someone else''s table so carelessly, and let his opponent take the upper hand.


    When kung fu masters fought, losing the initiative meant almost losing the fight.


    Most people felt sorry for Lin.


    At that very moment, something unexpected happened.


    With the smile still on the face, the young man from Qingyun Sect spit out a mouthful of alcohol, which was shot out like a sharp arrow.


    On seeing this expected scene, everyone was stunned.


    The man in hood also didn''t expect this. He completely had no time to dodge.


    Pooh!


    Once sprinkled on his face, the alcohol immediately burnt, destroying his whole face.


    "My face!"


    The man in hood kept screeching, which made all practitioners on spot feel as if it had been their face.


    The powerful and strong chop of the upper hand got destroyed.


    The smile was gone from the young man''s face. He got up, pulled out his sword and stabbed at the man in hood.


    With a flash of sword light, the blood flashed out of the neck of the man in hood and died on spot.


    Smooth and clean, with only one move.


    Click!


    On young man standing the table put away his sword. Looking at the man in hood lying there, he didn''t jump off.


    After making sure that man really died, Lin jumped off the table.


    "Nice job. Your reward."


    Lin Yun threw a ingot of gold towards the shivering waiter beside him.


    After taking away the weapon of the man in hood, he searched his whole body but found nothing.


    Until he found a storage bag around his waist, Lin Yun began to smile.


    The storage bag is something good.


    It should have belonged to a sect disciple of a noble family. The man in hood killed him and took it away.


    He killed Kuang Yan. The second Spiritual Stone Task accomplished!


    Half a month''s effect got paid off.


    Through the sect information, he had known that Kuang Yan would dispose in White Water Town ahead.


    Lin Yun didn''t take any rash action, because he knew that those robbers were both powerful and experienced. It was all due to this reason that they could run away after killing those sect disciples.


    So he worked together with the waiter to set this trap.


    It was quite risky but worked finally. He killed Kuang Yan successfully.


    After putting away the storage bag, Lin Yun was going to leave.


    As for Kuang Yan''s body, Qingyun Sect would send someone to collect it.


    And at this time those practitioners saw clearly the face of the man in hood.


    They were all stunned, with their faces twisted and their eyes full of astonishment.


    "It''s Kuang Yan! Kuang Yan the robber!"


    "My god! Kuang Yang died like this? Uh¡­Where is the young hero?"


    When the crowd concentrated their attention on Lin Yun, Lin Yun jumped off the window and left.


    "Young hero, leave your name."


    In a moment, all practitioners on the second floor gathered together and shouted.


    "Outer disciple Lin Yun from Qingyun Sect.


    A clear sound echoed, but when they tried to find him, Lin Yun had already disappeared among the crowd, without a trace.

 19. Checking the Gains

    Collecting the Blood Lilies and killing the robber Kuang Yang, two spiritual stone tasks accomplished.


    And there was the last one-to kill the Ink Flame Tiger.


    He had accomplished the former two tasks within a month.


    For Lin Yun, he still had a lot of time.


    Now he could check out the Storage Bag he took from Kuang Yan and see what was inside.


    Actually compared with his spoils of war, Lin Yun was more interested in the Storage Bag.


    There was a mustard space, which looked seemingly small but could store a lot of stuff.


    So for Lin Yun who often wandered around, it''d be much more convenient for him.


    The Storage Bag was extremely precious. One couldn''t buy one in Skywater Kingdom even he had money.


    Kuang Yan must have killed some sect disciple from a noble family and got this bag. And now Lin Yun became its new owner.


    Buzz!


    He dipped his hand into the bag with his inner power. Lin Yun saw the mustard space in the bag.


    It was not quite spacious, almost equal to an ordinary guest room.


    Inside it was piled with a lot of gold, silver and all kinds of treasure, whose light even made people dazzled.


    Lin Yun didn''t care about those vulgarians at all.


    But the lower grade spiritual stones on top attracted his attention.


    He counted. There were nearly 1500 pieces.


    "Holy shit! Its owner is really rich."


    Lin Yun heaved a sigh. The reward for killing Kuang Yan was only 500 pieces of spiritual stones.


    Kuang Yang might have already disposed those stolen goods in White Water Town. No wonder so many people even tried to risk their lives to be robbers.


    But finally he was brought to justice after having done so many bad things.


    Before he tried to leave, Lin Yun ended his life. He died in the right path.


    Except some spiritual stones and treasures, there was also some pills and elixirs.


    Elixirs!


    Lin Yun''s eyes shined. But after checking it out, he was disappointed. It was all low quality elixirs, no match to the ones the sects made.


    "Blood Refining Elixir!"


    Lin was a little astonished on seeing a Blood Refining Elixir. That was something good.


    The Blood Lilies he collected were the main ingredients for refining Blood Refining Elixirs.


    To practice one''s muscles on the fourth level of Martial Practice, Body Refining Elixir worked the best.


    Although the Body Refining Elixir still worked to practice one''s qi and blood on the fifth level of Martial Practice, it couldn''t compare with the Blood Refining Elixir at all.


    Lin Yun kept searching and then found some martial arts scripts at one corner.


    He was a little obsessed, and took them out.


    "Mountain Cracking Saberplay is a kind of superb martial art. Once someone displays it, its power is super strong and tough that even could cut the mountain open."


    It should be the martial art Kuang Yan practiced. But before he used it, Lin Yun had already killed him.


    Lin Yun used a sword, so he was no interested in it. There was another one.


    "Wild Goose Script. A superior lightness skill. Once one could practice it to the highest level, one can jump over ten meters high, like the wild goose flying in the sky."


    There was a flash in Lin Yun''s eyes. So this explained why Kuang Yan could escape every time after having committed a crime.


    Now he had his fist skills, the Pure Yang inner power and the swordplay.


    He only didn''t master a lightness skill. So he had no choice but to let that man from Yun Family run away.


    Now this just made up for his shortage.


    It was said one could fly in the sky like the wild goose, which might be exaggerating. But at least he could jump over ten meters high and improve his dodging and fighting speed at least.The narrative has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the infringement.


    Among all Kuang Yang''s things, he was most satisfied with the Wild Goose Script.


    After putting away the evil beast parts, his belongs and the Blood Lilies in his bag, Lin Yun began strolling in the town.


    He still had a whole month for the last spiritual stone task of killing the Ink Flame Tiger.


    Since having been here in the White Water Town, of course he should have some fun, and sell those evil beast parts by the way.


    After getting a little tired, Lin Yun came to one of the biggest shops-Treasure Chamber.


    On seeing him wearing the robe of Qingyun Sect, a servant immediately came to welcome him.


    Sect disciples were those shops'' biggest customers. They must serve them well.


    "Young hero, what can I do for you?"


    "I''ve got some evil beast parts here, um¡­and a martial art script.


    On hearing evil beast parts, the servant was still smiling. But when hearing there was also a martial art script, his expression immediately changed. "What level is it?"


    "Superior martial art."


    "Please come with me."


    The servant directly showed Lin Yun to a private room on the second floor, and said while smiling, "Wait a second. I''ll ask the boss here."


    About fifteen minutes later, the servant came back with a fat middle-aged man.


    The middle-aged man looked Lin Yun up and down, and then said with a smile on his face, "I am Tong Hu. You can call me Tong. So you have a superior martial art script to sell?"


    Martial art was basis of a kung fu practitioner, let alone a superior martial art.


    But to sell a martial art script was rather sensitive. Boss Tong looked at Lin Yun and said, "Let me put it this way. We don''t collect any martial art script of any sect."


    The martial art was the basis of a sect.


    If it was leaked, it''d be a big crime. One would be sentenced to death whatever his position was.


    The four sects were the most powerful forces in the whole Skywater Kingdom. So as a businessman, of course he knew he shouldn''t offend them.


    "Don''t worry. I bet you have heard of this one."


    Then Lin Yun took out the Mountain Cracking Saberplay.


    On seeing the name of the script, Tong Hu''s face was a little twisted, with his eyes full of astonishment.


    Lin Yun showed a little complacent expression in his eyes. Even if he knew it belonged to Kuang Yan, he shouldn''t have such dramatic reaction.


    Since the boss overacted about this, was is possible Kuang Yang had sold the booties to him?


    That would be interesting.


    But even so, Lin Yun was not afraid he''d defraud him, after all he was from Qingyun Sect.


    All businessmen were slippery.


    "Hahaha, you are a true hero. You even killed Kuang Yang the robber."


    The expression on Tong Hu''s face immediately went back to normal. Then he laughed and praised Lin Yun.


    Smart as he was, the moment he saw the script, he should have known that Kuang Yan had been dead.


    "What is your name, young hero?"


    Tong Hu, who had taken Lin Yun as a cold fish, now said seriously.


    "I''m Lin Yun, outer disciple of Qingyun Sect. Boss Yong, give a price."


    Now Tong Hu regained his nature color of a businessman. After thinking for a moment, he muttered, "Fixed price, 1,000 lower quality spiritual stones."


    "Farewell."


    Lin Yun put it away and got up to leave.


    "Childe Lin, wait a sec. We can talk¡­"


    Tong Hu''s expression changed. He promptly grasped Lin Yun with a forced smile, "Childe Lin, don''t be so resolute. I can add two hundred spiritual stones at most."


    On seeing Lin Yun''s expression remained unchanged, Tong Hu gritted his teeth, "1,500 lower spiritual stones, and that''s all I can pay."


    Actually, Lin Yun knew a superior martial script was worth a lot, but he had no idea how much it was really worth.


    But he knew that all businessmen were crafty. They claimed to buy at bad bargain, which was totally a lie.


    He just wanted to have a try. Actually he was already very satisfied with the price.


    "Boss Tong, didn''t you say fixed price?"


    Lin Yun sat down again and asked gently.


    Tong Hu didn''t feel awkward at all. He said with a smile, "You will earn your name in the martial art world. And this is the first time we do business, I should show some sincerity."


    That was really nice to hear, but Lin Yun didn''t give it a shit. He took out the gall, the fangs and the blood line of the Bloody Flame Snake.


    When he saw the gall and the fangs, Tong Hu looked quite calm.


    But when Lin Yun took out the blood line of the Bloody Flame Snake, his eyes nearly popped out. He immediately took it in his hands.


    "This is the Bloody Flame Bone!"


    Lin Yun looked at it curiously. It was only as thick as the little finger, and quite soft. How could it be called Bloody Flame Bone?


    "Dude, you have no idea of its value. The blood line of the back of the Bloody Flame Snake was its cartilage, extremely precious. I really have no idea how you obtained it. Even those at the ninth level couldn''t make it."


    Tong Hu looked at Lin Yun, with a surprising expression.


    "Is it so hard?"


    "Of course. Although it is not at a very high level, if one wants to get its Bloody Flame Bone, one has to kill it in an instant. One second late, its Bloody Flame Bone would burn to ashes. That is really hard. You might only have one chance out of ten."


    Lin Yun suddenly remembered that among the evil beast parts the two kung fu masters of Yun Family, there were no Bloody Flame Bone.


    "It is the key ingredient for forging the spiritual weapon Bloody Flame Amor. Well, two months later, there will be a big auction in the town. If you trust me, I will take it to the auction. If it''s sold, you only need pay me 10% as the agency fee. What do you think?"


    Tong Hu now became quite serious, which showed the value of the Bloody Flame Bone.


    Spiritual Weapon!


    It was the key ingredient to forge the Bloody Flame Armor! This was really out of Lin Yun''s expectation.


    On seeing Lin Yun keep in silence, Tong Hu murmured, "Dude, I don''t know how you made it. But if you take ten Bloody Flame Bones, it may be too attention-getting."


    He was implying that Lin Yun would meet trouble at the auction with those Bloody Flame Bones for his level.


    Now Lin Yun understood this all owed to the Flower Burial Sword.


    "But how can you make me trust you?"


    Tong Hu said with a forced smile, "I can''t promise you anything. Besides, you wouldn''t believe a businessman''s words. But you have no choice. A person who could kill Kuang Yan, I believe you should have the guts to trust me."


    After thinking for a moment, Lin Yun thought he was right.


    It was like a gamble. If he succeeded, he would make a great fortune.


    "OK, I trust you. I will leave five in your hands. Two months later, I will give you the rest."


    Although he agreed, Lin also made a reservation.


    Tong Hu said, "For the other ingredients and the Mountain Cracking Saberplay, I will give you 2,000 lower spiritual stones."


    Lin Yun left with some expectations. The boss sent him out in person.


    Not long after he went in the street, Lin Yun noticed that the crowd were all running towards the one direction.


    Out of curiosity, Lin stopped a passer-by and asked, "What''s going on? Why are you all in such a hurry?"


    "Are you crazy?"


    The passer-by was very angry. But when he saw Lin Yun''s robe of Qingyun Sect, he looked much gentle now, "Your young master and the No.1 master of Ziyan Sect are having a fight in the east of the town. Don''t you know?"

 20. A Fight between Kung Fu Masters

    A fight between the young master and No. 1 kung fu master of Ziyan Sect?


    Lin Yun got stupefied. He never expected he would meet such a thing in White Water Town.


    While he was still in a trance, the guy he stopped already went to the east of the city along with the crowd.


    Lin Yun knew who Bai Yufang was.


    He was the young master of Qingyun Sect. Before Su Ziyao came, he was indeed No. 1 of the sect.


    Even now he was still the top four kung fu masters of the younger generation in Skywater Kingdom.


    It was said the reason Su Ziyao was not ranked among the top four was because she was too powerful.


    But no one knew whether it was true or not.


    The old master had ever seen Bai Yufan for a few times when he was still a sword slave. Of course, it was hard to say whether Bai Yufan would still remember him.


    Lin Yun was a little curious, since he had never seen practitioners of this level fight before.


    Especially that they were of his age. It¡¯d be eye-opening.


    ¡°Let¡¯s go have a look. See what they have to be ranked among the top four.¡±


    Now Lin Yun had 3,500 spiritual stones with him. And on the auction two months later, he could still make another fortune.


    So Lin Yun felt much relaxed now.


    Soon he arrived at the placewhere they were gonna fight along with the crowd.


    He saw a high platform was jampacked by the crowd.


    On the platform stood a man, who was wearing a robe similar to Lin Yun¡¯s. That man looked charming and dignified, with long hair waving in the wind.


    It was the young master of Qingyun Sect Bai Yufan. Lin Yun remembered his face.


    He seemed to have been waiting for too long, showing a little impatience on his face. He didn¡¯t know why his opponent hadn¡¯t shown up yet.


    Swoosh!


    While Lin Yun was still thinking what kind of person the No. 1 master of Ziyan Sect was, a shadow flew down the tower from afar.


    With three jumps in the air, he landed steadily.


    There was a kind of astonishment flashing in Lin Yun¡¯s eyes. What powerful lightness skill!


    Three jumps in the air! Lin could only jump six meters high with all the strength he had. But he couldn¡¯t jump in the air, but could only control the angle he landed.


    ¡°It¡¯s Liu Yunfei!¡±


    ¡°What marvelous lightness skill! He could jump in the air for three times! How did he make it?!¡±


    ¡°It should be the Flowing Wind Lightness Skill. Bai Yufan may not have a chance this time. Liu Yunfei looks much more powerful than before.¡±


    Liu Yunfei¡¯s appearance immediately amazed everyone on spot.


    Bai Yunfan looked at him and said, ¡°You are late.¡±


    Liu Yunfei smiled, ¡°Never mind. Anyway you¡¯ll lose for sure. I invited you for a fight to see how many moves I need to defeat you.¡±


    What an arrogant tone!


    Lin Yun said to himself, ¡°This Liu Yunfei looks gentle, but the way he talks is really aggressive.¡±


    Bai Yufan¡¯s face fell and said in a cold voice, ¡°We haven¡¯t fought yet. Don¡¯t be so confident of yourself.¡±This book was originally published on Royal Road. Check it out there for the real experience.


    Speaking of which, the momentum on Bai Yufan already burst out.


    Eighth level of Martial Practice!


    The dreadful momentum he burst out was apparently of the eighth level of Martial Practice, which was beyond Lin Yun¡¯s imagination for now.


    Liu Yunfei¡¯s expression also became very serious, ¡°It looks you¡¯ve improved a lot indeed during the past year.¡±


    Boom!


    The momentum of eighth level of Martial Practice also burst out on him, which aroused another uproar.


    Before they had a real fight, they already started to compete their momentum.


    The two of them, at a distance of less than 200 meters, looked each other up and down, trying to find out each other¡¯s flaw.


    All the audience around the platform held their breath, without making any sound.


    Not everyone was lucky enough to see practitioners of the eighth level having a fight for their whole life.


    Lin Yun frowned. They seemed to be at the same level, but Liu Yunfei showed more confidence.


    Swoosh!


    Bai Yufan growled and then rushed towards Liu Yunfei without any sign.


    Then he threw a palm at Liu.


    Mountain Cracking Palm!


    That¡¯s a superior martial art of Qingyun Sect. Once making Big Achievement, one could crack a rock with a palm.


    Clop-clop!


    While Bai Yufan was running, slight cracks emerged under his feet. Apparently he had operated his momentum to its peak.


    And when he got close, he suddenly chopped down with a palm, which aroused two strong winds as sharp as the knife.


    Liu Yufeng didn¡¯t move at all. He only flipped with a finger.


    Bang!


    Bai Yufan in the air with overwhelming momentum got repelled by that flip.


    Lin Yun narrowed his eyes. When his finger flipped on Bai Yunfan¡¯s palm, it seemed the finger turned aquamarine.


    Bai Yunfan didn¡¯t panic after he failed.


    After taking a turn in the air, Bai Yufan changed his palm into a claw in an instant.


    Eagle Palm!


    Lin Yun was astonished. Bai Yufan was worthy of his name. He could still change his move to attack in a passive situation.


    Bai Yufan¡¯s Eagle Palm was way more powerful than Zhou Ping¡¯s.


    Liu Yun was also stunned. He also didn¡¯t expect Bai Yufan would change his move so quickly.


    He was forced to take a step back.


    Bai Yufan took the upper hand now. After he landed, he threw both claws like an eagle, fast and brutal.


    It took everyone¡¯s breath away. Lin Yun thought he couldn¡¯t take his ten moves.


    Too fast and too fierce!


    But after all Liu Yunfei was Liu Yunfei. After taking a few steps back, he stabilized himself and became quite calm now.


    In an instant, they had already competed nearly ten moves.


    Bai Yufan took a little advantage, but it was hard to tell who could win.


    At that very moment when Liu Yunfei turned around, a ghost-like shadow already flew behind Bai Yufan.


    Whoosh!


    The shadow flipped with a finger without hesitation.


    The moment Bai Yufan tried to turn around and fight back, he already got flipped away by Liu Yunfei.


    Lin Yun saw it clearly that his index finger turned aquamarine the moment he flipped with it.


    Swoosh!


    Liu Yunfei was giving off wisps of aquamarine smoke. When Bai Yufan who hadn¡¯t kept his legs tried to fight back, Liu Yunfei¡¯s palm already came.


    This palm glowed with kind of green light, making his whole palm as pure as the jade.


    There was a little astonishment in Bai Yufan¡¯s eyes. He took that palm with all his strength in haste.


    Boom!


    Undoubtedly, Bai Yufan got blown away in an instant, with some blood at the corner of his mouth.


    With his hand on the chest, he couldn¡¯t draw himself up for a long time.


    Apparently this palm had already hurt his internal organs. He couldn¡¯t fight any more.


    The whole situation reversed in an instant.


    No one expected that Bai Yufan who took the upper hand would lose.


    ¡°You have achieved to the fifth level of your Ziyun Script.¡±


    Bai Yufan said with astonishment, while covering his chest.


    Ziyun Script was the top martial art of Ziyan Sect. Each level corresponded to one color. When one reached sixth level the highest, it¡¯d change into the color purple.


    Green meant the fifth level. He¡¯d achieve the top level soon.


    ¡°I told you I¡¯d defeat you in ten moves. Among the competition of the four sects this year, I only have one real opponent.¡±


    Liu Yunfei smiled. He neither answered Bai Yufan¡¯s question nor looked at him, but just walked away directly.


    Bai Yufan¡¯s expression changed. He felt kind of humiliated. Liu Yunfei didn¡¯t give a shit to anyone now.


    But he who lost within ten moves could only bear with it.


    ¡°So this is over? I can¡¯t believe my eyes.¡±


    ¡°Yeah, he lost with only ten moves. I thought it¡¯d be over 100 moves at least.¡±


    ¡°Liu Yunfei has really improved a lot in the past year. No one would expect that he has reached the fifth level of his Ziyun Script.¡±


    ¡°The real opponent he mentioned should be Su Zyiyao, right?¡±


    ¡°Haha, in my opinion, Su Ziyao¡¯s may not be his rival. Only with the fifth level of Ziyun Script, Liu Yunfei couldn¡¯t have a quick win this time. Actually his lightness skill is the key point.¡±


    ¡°I don¡¯t think so. I heard Bai Yufan is already not Su Ziyao¡¯s rival.¡±


    ¡°Bai Yufan is strong enough, but lost with a shame.¡±


    The fight ended out of everyone¡¯s expectation. But Liu Yunfei¡¯s strong power indeed made their eyes open.


    Lin Yun, among the crowd, kept silent for quite a while.


    ¡°The insider knows the ropes, while the outsider just comes along for the ride.¡±


    Lin Yun, who was almost an insider now, had anticipated that Bai would lose.


    Especially the turning point of this fight. Liu Yunfei passed Bai Yufan and flew to his back, and won this fight with a flip.


    Actually Bai Yufan had already anticipated that, and changed his position for three times.


    But Liu Yunfei¡¯s lightness skill was too powerful. Before Bai Yufan saw it clearly, he already lost.


    Only the real masters could tell its key points and why Bai would have lost.


    Shaking his head, Lin Yun left with the crowd. His relaxed feeling was totally gone now.

 21. Big Achievement of the Swordplay

    The fight between Bai Yufan and Liu Yunfei was over.


    But the impact their fight brought to Lin Yun was only a beginning.


    They were almost of his age, but both were already at the eighth level of Martial Practice, especially that Liu Yunfei.


    If fighting with either of them, Liu Yun would not be able to take one move.


    "I really have too much to learn."


    Lin Yun sighed in his heart. In the past two years as a sword slave, he was left too far behind.


    Besides, they were both top sect disciples. Their talent and comprehension were superb, besides, they had much more resources than him.


    "No!"


    There was kind of firm expression flashing in Lin Yun''s eyes. He meant to leave out of town, but now he changed his mind.


    He came back to the Treasure Chamber again.


    He met Tong Hu again. Tong was a little surprised, but then said with a smile, "Childe Lin, why are you back?"


    Lin Yun said in a deep voice, "I want to buy some elixirs, as good as the sect ones, or I won''t any from you."


    Tong Hu was a little astonished by Lin Yun''s resolute tone.


    With the smile gone, Tong Hu said cautiously, "You know about the market of elixirs. The ones we sell can''t compare with those of the sects. The Body Refining Elixirs the sects make are at least 20% more efficient than ours."


    Of course Lin Yun knew the difference. If the elixirs they sold could compare with the ones the four sects made, no one would want one from the sects.


    "But I believe everything in the world can be resolved with money. The point is how much you pay."


    With the eyebrows lifted, Lin Yun said calmly while looking at Tong.


    "So you would like to pay extra money?"


    "Of course."


    Seeing Lin Yun''s resolute attitude, Tong Hu got to the point. He lowered his voice, "You are at the fifth level now. So you don''t need Body Refining Elixirs but the Blood Refining Elixirs."


    "Exactly. How many can you provide?"


    "Blood Refining Elixirs are too precious. I only have two in the shop. I can sell you one for 1,000 lower spiritual stones."


    "No, I want at least three."


    Tong Hu was a little embarrassed. He muttered, "Well¡­You need to give me some time. I need to talk to my peers, because I have to make sure that I''ll keep one in case of any emergency."


    "Deal."


    Four hours later, Lin Yun got three Blood Refining Elixirs.


    But now he only had 500 spiritual stones left now. So he was a little down.


    3,000 spiritual stones were gone not long after he got them, so he felt a little pitiful.


    From having nothing to owning 3,500 spiritual stones.


    So Lin Yun had felt much relieved before, or even a little cocky and had a huge sense of achievement.


    But since he saw Bai Yufan and Liu Yunfei''s fight, that kind of pride and sense of achievement was totally gone.


    Without any hesitation, he bought three Blood Refining Elixirs with his 3,000 spiritual stones.


    If it had been someone else who had no aspirations, one might not have such resolution.


    "Childe Lin, welcome to come again."


    Tong Hu was so happy that he nearly bent over to send Lin Yun out.


    How could he not be happy? From his left hand to his right hand, those spiritual stones were back to him.If you spot this tale on Amazon, know that it has been stolen. Report the violation.


    And the huge price difference really earned him a lot.


    As for Lin Yun, he really had no other choice.


    Although the sects also had Blood Refining Elixirs for sale and the price was below 1,000 spiritual stones, but there was limited quota.


    So most outer disciples still used Body Refining Elixirs for their cultivation even when reaching the fifth level.


    For them, even the Body Refining Elixirs were precious enough, let along Blood Refining Elixirs.


    "See you."


    It cost him three thousand lower spiritual stones for the three precious Blood Refining Elixirs.


    Lin Yun didn''t leave White Water Town, but chose to stay temporarily instead.


    When the darkness enveloped the whole White Water Town, Lin Yun began his cultivation in the courtyard he rented.


    Sitting cross-legged, Lin took out a Blood Refining Elixir.


    The fifth level of Martial Practice was to refine one''s qi and blood. The strong qi and blood would make the practitioner animated and maintain a vigorous physique.


    The stronger one''s qi and blood was, the more powerful one''s physique would be.


    Looking at the Blood Refining Elixirs in his hand, Lin Yun had kind of mixed feelings.


    "Don''t let me down."


    Having made up his mind, Lin took one precious Blood Refining Elixir and waited for its efficacy.


    Not long,


    Lin Yun felt that his qi and blood was flushing inside his body, and a stream of heat flow rushed into his pubic region.


    Boom!


    He felt like his head exploded. And then his spirit and energy had achieved to an unprecedented degree.


    Quick-witted and energetic, he felt like he had inexhaustible strength.


    He could feel his heart beating hard with kind of tempo, with his qi and blood flowing rapidly inside his body.


    With every beat of his heart, he could feel his qi and blood become one time stronger.


    Boom! Boom! Boom!


    The flowing qi and blood fold increased. And his qi and blood were strengthened at a crazily fast speed.


    "So strong!"


    Lin Yun was a little surprised, for the efficacy of the Blood Refining Elixir was beyond his expectation.


    He tried to adjust his breath and quiet himself down with his eyes closed, so as not to be exploded by such crazy qi and blood.


    As time ticked away, it was dawn already.


    When the dappled sunlight shone on Lin Yun''s face through the window, he opened his eyes slowly.


    It was a pair of bright eyes.


    Without any sleep for a whole night, you could see no tiredness in his eyes. Instead, he looked in fine fig.


    After a whole night''s practice, the efficacy of the Blood Refining Elixir was not so strong as before.


    But it still had some effect on him. It needed him a few more days to absorb it all.


    After pushing the door open, Lin Yun stood in face of the sun.


    He looked totally refreshed with a pair of bright eyes.


    With a strong body and a pair of bright eyes, one could never tell he had been a sword slave before.


    After stretching his body, Lin Yun murmured, "The Blood Refining Elixir is really effective. My cultivation has improved 50% at least overnight."


    Of course, this was the benefit the first Blood Refining Elixir brought him.


    As for the rest two, they wouldn''t bring such dramatic change to him like the first one.


    After walking into the courtyard, Lin Yun took out the advanced lightness skill Wild Goose Script he searched out from Kuang Yan''s body.


    He read it while walking. With only half an hour, he had finished reading the whole script.


    Then he read it once again, then closed it and tried to recite it.


    Now he could even recite it backwards fluently.


    Compared with his Pure Yang martial art that needed resources to practice, this kind of martial art that needed savvy and talent was never a problem to him.


    With a few days, he had learnt the Wild Goose Script.


    With the lightness skill he just learnt, only a light jump, he had already fallen on the roof.


    "This feels good."


    Now he could jump over three meters easily.


    Actually he could have jumped over three meters before, but he needed to consume a lot of his inner power.


    But now he only needed a light jump.


    Swoosh!


    Lin Yun, who had just mastered the Wild Goose Script, now was jumping in his courtyard with kind of curiosity.


    "Lightness skill is not for escaping. Actually, I need to combine it with my martial arts."


    Lin Yun was crystal clear that Liu Yunfen relied on his lightness skill to defeat Bai Yufan with a flip.


    If it had been him, he may not have been able to touch a piece of Liu Yunfei''s robe.


    So one could see the importance of lightness skill in a fight.


    After Lin Yun got a little familiar with the Wild Goose Script, he began to try to integrate it with his Flowing Wind Swordplay.


    And after he tried, the result really surprised him.


    After his Flowing Wind Swordplay was integrated with it, it seemed to have become a brand new swordplay.


    Every move was flexible, like the whole swordplay came to life.


    He felt like his swordplay only had its power in the past. But now his body and the swordplay had been high conformed.


    And his understanding of the Flowing Wind Swordplay had come a new level.


    He practiced it more and more smoothly. And at one fling, he displayed the whole set.


    Swords Rotating to Make Winds!


    Flowing Shadow of Reflective Light!


    After displaying the lethal move Swords Rotating to Make Winds, Lin Yun felt himself integrated with a stream, and he couldn''t help displaying the second lethal move.


    Swoosh!


    In a sudden, the whole courtyard was all light shadows. And the moment Lin turned around, he had already thrown 81 chops.


    And when he put away his sword, the sword shadows formed a perfectly round circle.


    Big Achievement of his swordplay!


    One could tell Lin Yun''s excitement through his face.


    "Big Achievement of my swordplay! No one has ever practiced it for over a hundred years in the sect, but now I''ve made Big Achievement of it."


    Lin Yun laughed, felling delightful.


    "No wonder I couldn''t made it to Big Achievement in the past. It''s not because I am not talented enough, but I haven''t learned lightness skill, so I couldn''t have made any breakthrough."


    Of course, after he took the Blood Refining Elixir, he became much more quit-witted, which also played a very important role.


    Having made Big Achievement and mastered two lethal moves, now Lin Yun had improved his fighting capacity greatly.


    Now the vigorous Lin Yun showed kind of sharpness he had never shown before.


    With calmness and confidence in his eyes, Lin Yun murmured, "The Blood Refining Elixir is really good value for money. Now I''ve still got three with the one I got from Kuang Yan. I must make good use of them."


    As for now, he only had the last spiritual stone task to accomplish.

 22. Young Master of Yun Family

    The third spiritual stone task was to kill the Ink Flame Tiger.


    Ink Flame Tiger was a six level evil beast, a king in deep of Hengyun Mountains.


    All evil beasts of the same level were not its rival, or even became its food.


    The only good news was that the Ink Flame Tiger was solitary.


    Sometimes the evil beasts of lower level that lived in groups were even harder to deal with.


    Using his Wild Goose lightness skill, Lin Yun only cost two days to arrive at Hengyun Mountains.


    Whole three days less than before! Now one would know the importance of mastering a kind of lightness skill.


    But the challenge just began.


    It was already not easy to deal with an evil beast of the sixth level for Lin Yun who was at the fifth level of Martial Practice.


    Let alone the Ink Flame Tiger.


    Fortunately having observed that tiger scroll for a long time, Lin had generated great immunity to the evil spirit of evil beasts.


    One could say he had generated kind of immunity to tiger evil beasts, which brought great advantage to him.


    After entering into the deep of Hengyun Mountains, Lin Yun started to look for the Ink Flame Tiger.


    Ink Flame Tiger was solitary and good at hiding, so it wasn¡¯t an easy thing to find one.


    After a few days, he still had no clue.


    But he met a lot of evil beasts of lower levels on the way, and he just slaughtered them.


    For his present power, he could easily kill any evil beast of the fifth level with his Flowing Wind Swordplay. But it might cost him some time if he met evil beasts of the sixth level.


    But that was just rare occasions.


    ¡°Roar!¡±


    One day when Lin Yun was searching in the woods as usual, he suddenly heard a roaring sound.


    That was familiar to him. It¡¯s a tiger!


    And the next moment, Lin Yun heard the tiger running and its heavy breath.


    While Lin Yun was still thinking whether it was an Ink Flame Tiger,


    a fierce tiger with a total black body and burning-like claws emerged within Lin Yun¡¯s horizon.


    ¡°Am I so lucky?¡±


    Lin Yun was a little surprised. He had looked for it for a few days but got no clue, and now it sent itself to him?


    But it seemed that the Ink Flame Tiger got badly injured and was trying to escape.


    Someone had eyed on it?


    That was a little awkward. Lin Yun didn¡¯t like competing with others. He¡¯d rather make detours than compete with others sometimes.


    While he was still hesitating, that Ink Flame Tiger already jumped at him,


    with fierce eyes, and as swift as a black lightning.


    The terrifying evil spirit suppressed Lin Yun along with the tiger¡¯s roar.


    If it had been someone else, one would already have been paralyzed with fright.


    But Lin Yun didn¡¯t feel a thing at all. He pulled out his Flower Burial Sword in an instant and moved his body swiftly.


    Having displayed his Flowing Wind Swordplay of Big Achievement, he was as swift as a swallow. In a flash, he jumped and fell, the sword shadows were like the flashing light.Stolen content warning: this tale belongs on Royal Road. Report any occurrences elsewhere.


    With only one round, over ten sword scratches were left on the body of the Ink Flame Tiger.


    It was obvious the sword scratches Lin Yun left were much more dreadful than its old wounds.


    Old wounds plus new wounds, the Ink Flame Tiger kept screeching.


    Swords Rotating to Form Wind!


    Lin Yun turned around and threw another stab. He was like the flowing stream, while his sword was like the lightning. Having made Big Achievement of his Flowing Wind Swordplay, Lin Yun killed that Ink Flame Tiger that had already badly injured with a lethal move in an instant.


    After putting away his sword, Lin Yun lost in his thought.


    It seemed that this Ink Flame Tiger was indeed badly injured, otherwise he couldn¡¯t kill it so easily.


    Tah-tah-tah!


    While he was still thinking, a burst of hurried steps aroused.


    He looked back and saw four men running to him. The young man in the front was well-dressed, looking noble and arrogant.


    After seeing the body of the Ink Flame Tiger, the young man laughed, ¡°You beast, you think you can run away? You are still dead meat in the end.¡±


    It seemed he didn¡¯t look Lin Yun into his eyes at all, like he was transparent.


    Lin Yun found it not right. At least he did his part in killing it. He should take a share at least.


    So he reminded him, ¡°Friend, actually it was me who killed the Ink Flame Tiger.¡±


    ¡°Do you want to die? How dare you grab it from me? You are really sick of living!¡±


    That young didn¡¯t expect Lin Yun would open his mouth to ask for a share at all, so he immediately burst into anger.


    ¡°Well, I need the four claws of it for my task. As for the rest of it, you can take it all. What do you say?¡±


    After all it was hard to find an Ink Flame Tiger. So Lin Yun didn¡¯t want to give up such an opportunity.


    But when he tried to argue, he noticed the ornamentation embroidered on his clothes before the chest.


    He was a little astonished, because it was embroidered with the word ¡°Yun¡± on some water waves.


    And then he found that one of his servants was the man who ran away under his nose that day.


    He said to himself, ¡°Damn it!¡±


    As expected, that servant immediately came to their young master and whispered something beside his ear.


    Then the way the young master of Yun Family looked at Lin Yun immediately changed. He laughed and said, ¡°What a small world! The guy who killed my servant dares to seize the Ink Flame Tiger from me. Good! No one has ever been bold enough to go against our Yun Family for a long time.¡±


    Boom!


    Speaking of which, he already threw a punch towards Lin Yun!


    He sent forth the momentum of sixth level. And the punch made a harsh sound in the air.


    Apparently he wanted to hammer Lin Yun without giving him time to react.


    But Lin Yun didn¡¯t let his guard down at all. The moment the young master threw a punch, he already fought back with his Tiger Fist.


    Now he had made Big Achievement of his Tiger Fist, only one step to its consummation.


    And these days he had been practicing his Pure Yang martial art with the spiritual stones. 20 lower spiritual stones every day. And he made great progress of the third level of his Pure Yang martial art. Meanwhile his inner power also had improved a lot.


    Boom!


    The moment the two fists clashed, the young master of Yun Family loosed off a terrible scream, since his whole right arm was nearly broken.


    He was thrown away, with his mouth bleeding.


    Instead of injuring Lin, he who sneaked the attack got badly injured instead.


    ¡°Let¡¯s go.¡±


    The young master of Yun Family got badly frightened. On seeing Lin Yun was just an outer disciple and only at the fifth level, he dared to do so. But he had never expected Lin Yun would be so powerful.


    His face turned pale after landing, and he immediately ran away with his servants.


    Lin Yun frowned, but gave up chasing them after having hesitated for a while, because other evil beasts would come to eat the Ink Flame Tiger¡¯s body if he didn¡¯t take care of it.


    ¡°Forget it. I should be more careful of those rats.¡±


    Then he took out a dagger and handled the body of the Ink Flame Tiger. Then he left quickly.


    ¡­¡­


    ¡°Damn! I got bullied by an outer disciple of Qingyun Sect!¡±


    After the young master of Yun Family ran far away, he shivered because of his anger and kept saying some nasty words.


    ¡°Crap! Crap! You are all a bunch of crap!¡±


    Looking at the three servants behind him, he became ever angrier, ¡°Didn¡¯t you claim to be masters of the sixth level?! My family pays you so many resources every year, and you can¡¯t even defeat an outer disciple of Qingyun Sect? Why can you even do?¡±


    ¡°And you! I asked you to look for the Blood Lily. The Blood Lily was taken away, and one servant of my family got killed. You son of bitch!¡±


    Yun Family was a great power in White Water Town. Even through the whole Skywater Kingdom, they are only inferior to the four sects.


    Their young master had been spoiled since he was young, and had never been insulted like this.


    On seeing that he was utterly discomfited, the three servants all lowered their heads and dare not say a word.


    Actually they were all smart enough. On seeing that Lin Yun¡¯s arm was nearly broken by Lin Yun¡¯s punch, they immediately knew that all of them together might not be Lin Yun¡¯s match.


    So at such circumstances, no one dared to fight him for the young master.


    On seeing the young master almost vented his anger out, the man having been released by Lin Yun whispered, ¡°Young master, I think this guy should be an elite sect disciple, an offspring of an elder or a head, otherwise he wouldn¡¯t be so powerful.¡±


    Having defeated their young master easily with the fifth level of Martial Practice, of course he wouldn¡¯t be a common one.


    The young master said angrily, ¡°Do I need you to tell me? Do you think my eyes are for decoration? I just wonder if you have any method to beat him. I can¡¯t take this.¡±


    The servants looked at each other, saying nothing.


    Now they were in their own territory, of course they could do whatever they wanted.


    But in the wild with no help, how dare they provoke Lin Yun anymore?


    ¡°I¡¯ve got an idea. We can take the risk to have a try, and if we make it, that guy would be surely dead meat.¡±


    ¡°Say it.¡±


    After hearing the servant¡¯s plan, the young master looked satisfied, and said, ¡°Let¡¯s do it. I must destroy him this time.¡±

 23. Having no Guts to Look Back

    Actually Lin Yun snapped a bargain to kill the first Ink Flame Tiger easily.


    Thanks to its body, Lin Yun remembered the shape of its claws. Now he began to look for another one through the footprints.


    And this way, he had greatly increased his efficiency.


    In less than two days, Lin Yun had found the same footprints of an Ink Flame Tiger in the mountains.


    He kept walking along the footprints.


    After climbing over quite a few ridges, Lin Yun finally saw an Ink Flame Tiger in the thick jungle.


    Five hundred meters away in the darkness showed a six-meter high giant Ink Flame Tiger. It looked like it was digesting the food with the eyes closed.


    Lin Yun knew such solitary evil beast had hyper vigilance.


    Even with eyes closed, it could still notice any slight change around.


    ¡°Maybe I should take it by storm, and see if I could make some improvement of my Tiger Fist.¡±


    In the fight with a Flower Spot Tiger, he had made great improvement of his Tiger Fist.


    Now facing an Ink Flame Tiger, it was a great opportunity to use his Tiger Fist and to achieve to the Completion level.


    With a howl, Lin Yun jumped out from where he hid. In an instant he already threw a lethal move Tiger Roaring in Forest.


    The Ink Flame Tiger who was taking a nap with its eyes closed suddenly opened its eyes, with a burst of evil spirit.


    The momentum of the king in the mountains broke out.


    Lin Yun was astonished at the strong evil spirit, a few times stronger than the one he had encountered three days ago.


    Although he had concentrated himself on that tiger in the scroll in his mind, he could still feel the great pressure.


    But since he had thrown the punch, there was no way back.


    Boom!


    He hit the head of the Ink Flame Tiger. The head should be a vital part of all evil beasts. But Lin Yun felt like he hit on a steel plate.


    The reactive force numbed his arm.


    Roar!


    The Ink Flame Tiger roared with fury, like it was ringing in Lin Yun¡¯e ears.


    Lin felt like a buzz in his head. He felt quite dizzy. And its roar kept ringing in his head.


    Numerous birds and beasts were panicked. And a large flock of birds flew out of the woods.


    The Ink Flame Tiger was a tyrant evil beast in the mountains. It was like a king in hundreds of miles around.


    And now the roar of the tiger scared numerous evil beasts.


    Lin Yun was stunned, because he never expected that the Ink Flame Tiger of the top level would be so powerful.


    Pia!


    Before Lin had time to react, the tiger¡¯s palm patted on his chest and threw him in the air.


    Lin Yun then fell on the ground and hit a tree, with kind of astonishment in his eyes.


    How had the four rats from Yun Family severely injured that Ink Flame Tiger?


    He processed the information in a wrong way. He thought even the four servants of Yun Family could have badly injured the Ink Flame Tiger, of course he could kill one with his ability.


    But he didn¡¯t expect an Ink Flame Tiger at the top level would be so scary.If you discover this tale on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the violation.


    The Ink Flame Tiger went ballistic. When it stood up, its body was as high as six meters. In Lin Yun eyes, it was like a hill, strong and ferocious.


    Boom! Boom! Boom!


    When it ran insanely, it was quite agile, though it had a huge body.


    ¡°Good timing!¡±


    The strong Ink Flame Tiger didn¡¯t scare Lin Yun, but stimulated his fighting spirit on the contrary.


    Having no time to care about the pains in his chest, Lin Yun bounced up with a flip on the ground. And meanwhile the Ink Flame Tiger was pouncing at him. With the Pure Yang martial art crazily operating, Lin threw another punch against it.


    Boom!


    The tiger¡¯s picture that had been exploded to pieces in his mind now gathered together again.


    This punch he threw was no less powerful than the momentum of the Ink Flame Tiger.


    Roar!


    The tiger was the king of all beasts. A person and a tiger both burst out the momentum of the king of beasts.


    Boom!


    With a booming sound, Lin Yun took three steps back. The arrogant Ink Flame Tiger also stopped its attacks.


    A person and a beast now were at a stalemate.


    Lin Yun now concentrated all his attention on this Ink Flame Tiger indifferently.


    Roar!


    With another growl, the Ink Flame Tiger led off another attack!


    ¡°Come on!¡±


    Lin Yun, with a delicate face, also made a roar, like the tiger. One could ever hear the cracking sound of his bones.


    Behind him was the shadow of a tiger, confronting the tyrant evil beast with him.


    Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!


    Deep in the jungle, a person and a beast were having a fierce fight.


    Looking from afar, it looked like two ferocious tigers were fighting to be the king.


    Lin Yun, who was immersed in the fight, had no idea that someone was watching him fight over a thousand meters away.


    It was that guy of Yun Family released by Lin Yun.


    ¡°What dreadful power! It took the four of us, including the young master, ten whole days to have badly injured the Ink Flame Tiger. And now he could fight one with his bare hands and get even with it!¡±


    He hid in the tree, with all astonishment in his eyes.


    After a while, a slice of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, ¡°But this time you must die.¡±


    Then he jumped off the tree and ran away.


    After a few minutes, he met the young master and others.


    ¡°How is it?¡±


    ¡°Young master, that lad¡¯s power is really horrible. He could fight the Ink Flame Tiger with his hands and is not underpowered. In my opinion, it¡¯s only a time problem for him to kill that Ink Flame Tiger.¡±


    The young master looked astonished on hearing that.


    After making sure of it, he felt quite lucky to have run away that day.


    If he had asked his servants to fight him together, they may all have been dead now.


    Looking a little worried, the young master asked one of the servants, ¡°Si, is your plan workable? If we fail, we¡¯ll all be in great trouble.¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry, young master. There¡¯s no risk at all. The Golden Reckless Bulls are gregarious evil beasts. There¡¯re at least three hundred in a flock. They have extremely low IQ. As long as I irritate them, I can lead them to that kid.¡±


    ¡°And then¡­haha¡­even he has nine lives, he could not take the impact of those Golden Reckless Bulls. With one wave, he¡¯d be treaded into muddy flesh. And you don¡¯t even bother to collect his body.¡±


    said the servant called Si, with a grin on his face.


    ¡°Good!¡±


    With a slice of smile on his face, the young master said in a cold voice, ¡°Let¡¯s do it. He started it. So don¡¯t blame my ruthlessness.¡±|


    ¡­¡­


    Four hours had passed. While Lin Yun was exhausted and wanted to use his sword,


    the powerful Ink Flame Tiger died under his fist unexpectedly, and its hardcore head was smashed by his fist.


    Fortunately he was fast enough to avoid getting splashed.


    Looking at the headless Ink Flame Tiger, Lin Yun gasped, ¡°I thought your head was made of steel.¡±


    He was nearly worn out. If he hadn¡¯t taken a Blood Refining Elixir to strengthen himself,


    he would already been exhausted to death to fight the Ink Flame Tiger.


    A tyrant evil beast was indeed something.


    Lin Yun became more curious about how the four rats severely injured the Ink Flame Tiger.


    Boom! Boom! Boom!


    The drastic beating in his chest and the power the Blood Refining Elixir brought made Lin Yun full of energy. And he was regaining his power at an incredible speed.


    After a moment¡¯s rest, Lin Yun felt that he had almost fully recovered. Then he walked forward to cut off the claws of the tiger.


    There was a slice of satisfaction on his face. But pity that he still hadn¡¯t achieved to the Competition level of his Tiger Fist.


    Once achieving to the Completion level, one could make it to a new level of one kind of martial art.


    Especially his Tiger Fist had been remolded by the mysterious scroll, Lin was really looking forward to see how powerful it¡¯d be at the Completion level.


    Boom!


    Suddenly a blare was heard from afar. And Lin Yun couldn¡¯t help shaking.


    ¡°What¡¯s going on?¡±


    Looking back, Lin Yun saw a dragon-like thick dust covered the sky over a thousand meters away.


    Before he made any reaction, a block of reckless bulls wearing golden scales three times bigger than the Ink Flame Tiger came into sight.


    They rushed towards him, with their heads down. And their sharp horns were giving off some cold light.


    Kakaka!


    Everything in their way got smashed. Even the trees that needed two people to encircle were cracked.


    ¡°Damn it!¡±


    Lin Yun¡¯s face turned pale. He had no idea where those Golden Reckless Bulls came from.


    And when he wanted to dodge, there was already no time.


    The flock of the bulls over a thousand meters away came before him in an instant.


    The scene that four to five hundred Golden Reckless Bulls were running really made people desperate.


    At such a critical moment, it stimulated tremendous potential of Lin Yun.


    He threw a punch at the leading bull with all his strength, but was blown away by the great impact.


    The great impact spread into his body through his arms.


    It felt like all his internal organs were torn into pieces.


    But this punch also saved his life.


    Lin Yun was blown away, with his mouth bleeding.


    And taking advantage of this opportunity, he ran like crazy without turning his head back.

 24. Shocking the World with a Punch

    How far was it from heaven to hell? Maybe not very far, maybe only one step away.


    Not long before, Lin Yun was still immersed in the joy of killing the Ink Flame Tiger and cutting its parts.


    And the next moment he was being chased by a herd of crazy Golden Reckless Bulls.


    With the rumbling noise behind, and the gasps of those bulls by his ears, Lin Yun, who was running like hell, dare not look back at all.


    Because he was afraid he would be crashed into muddy flesh by those bulls.


    Although using the superior Wild Goose lightness skill to its extreme, he still couldn¡¯t get rid of those Golden Reckless Bulls.


    And after he threw that punch on the head of the leading one, they had become more furious.


    All they did now was chasing after Lin Yun like crazy.


    Lin could tell they were approaching, so he was forced to turn around.


    The leading bull was only a body-length away from her. And behind it were about 400 to 500 running bulls.


    This whole place was sunk in endless flying dust.


    This shocking scene made one desperate.


    Lin Yun didn¡¯t give up. With a growl, he threw a punch on the leading bull that was nearly knocking into him.


    Boom!


    The huge impact spread through his whole body. And the shaking internal organs were like being torn off, which made Lin Yun feel great pains in the chest.


    He could tell a part of his internal organs got broken.


    The thick-skinned Golden Reckless Bulls were still chasing after him like nothing had happened, with their earthshattering growl.


    Swoosh!


    Taking advantage of the reactive force, Lin Yun opened a distance with the bulls. He then turned around and kept running while covering his chest.


    He didn¡¯t know how long he could hold on. He could even imagine the scene he got tramped to death by those bulls after his inner power was burnt out.


    But in such a short time, he really couldn¡¯t come up with a better idea.


    ¡°Hahaha, young master. Look at him running like a dog!¡±


    The four men from Yun Family were following the bulls far behind, and they laughed on seeing Lin Yun so embarrassed like that.


    From their angle, Lin Yun was like an ant compared with those bulls.


    Lin Yun¡¯s struggles in such a desperate situation seemed so hilarious, which could only make them laugh.


    ¡°He is well-served!¡±


    With a sneer on his face, the young master shouted, ¡°Si, this is a good one! You are smart enough to use these bulls to deal with the lad. This is ingenious!¡±


    Si said with a fawning smile, ¡°It¡¯s all due to your wise leadership.¡±


    ¡°Hahaha, come on. Let¡¯s move. I¡¯m gonna see how he is gonna get tramped into muddy flesh. He snapped my Blood Lily and my Ink Flame Tiger. Today let me see how he is gonna die!¡±


    This bunch of people kept following the bulls from afar and watched how Lin Yun awkwardly struggled, while laughing out loud now and then.


    ¡°That kid was really strong enough. If it were us, we¡¯d already be crashed by those bulls.¡±


    ¡°No hurry. Those Golden Reckless Bulls are famous for their endurance. They could keep running like this for four or five days, no speed cut.¡±


    ¡°Hum! That¡¯s what makes it interesting. If they hit and kill the boy right off, our young master won¡¯t feel the fun of it.¡±


    ¡°Exactly! I like watching him like an ant on a hot pan. His inner power is consumed little by little and he is tortured without any hope. He could do nothing but wait to die.¡±


    The young master of Yun Family was quite excited and wished he could see more clearly.


    They speeded up behind those bulls.


    The running Lin Yun looked very feeble, and his face turned freaking pale. His delicate face was tainted with dust, making him look very awkward.Stolen novel; please report.


    Only that pair of eyes was still as bright as before, showing he hadn¡¯t given up hope even in such a desperate situation.


    Since he was born, there had never been a moment he felt so close to death.


    The rumbling noise behind was like Death¡¯s steps. One second slower, he would be crushed.


    It was strange. When death really was approaching, he felt both rattled and desperate at first, but now he quieted a little bit.


    When things couldn¡¯t get any more desperate and worse, it¡¯d be meaningless to complain.


    Anyway he¡¯d die, why not give it a shot?


    Lin Yun¡¯s bright eyes were shining with kind of firmness. The desperation and awkwardness on this young man¡¯s delicate face covered with dust gradually faded away, replaced by stubbornness now.


    ¡°I¡¯ll do this!¡±


    Lin Yun, who was still running, took out a Blood Refining Elixir and swallowed it.


    The powerful efficacy immediately exploded inside his body, along with his strong and powerful heartbeat. And the running qi and blood multiplied, like the roaring rivers surging inside his body.


    He had regained his strength instantly and the exhausted feeling was totally gone.


    But anyway the elixir couldn¡¯t save his life. No one would be so dumb to compete his endurance with evil beasts.


    It could only save his ass for the moment.


    Anyway humans were different from beasts. However menial and insignificant they were, they would still look up into the sky, have aspirations, determination and anger.


    With his right hand clenched, Lin Yun could feel his flowing qi and blood, and hear his heartbeat.


    With his power constantly flowing into his fingers, all his power had gathered in his right hand. The clenching right hand was shaking with his hot blood, with the veins bulged.


    It was his gameness, and also his anger!


    ¡°This punch matters my life!¡±


    Looking at his shaking right hand which was full of power, Lin Yun shone with rage in his eyes.


    At the critical moment, anyone would do something crazy.


    While those reckless bulls were chasing behind, he suddenly stopped.


    There was a rumbling sound!


    The dust was aroused, like a magnificent yellow dragon covering the sky.


    A herd of reckless bulls were arriving with deafening howls, trying to devour Lin Yun.


    ¡°Is this guy crazy?¡±


    On seeing Lin Yun suddenly stopped, all the four men from Yun Family got confused.


    The raging Lin Yun stopped and tried to accumulate all his power. At the very moment the leading bull was going to poke him, he made a sudden turnaround.


    At such a desperate situation, Lin Yun exerted all his potential power under the efficacy of the Blood Refining Elixir.


    And the moment he turned around, all his bones were like making some fracturing sound!


    Boom! Boom! Boom!


    Those reckless bulls with thunder-like roar were all intimidated and stopped.


    The amazing momentum far exceeding fifth level of Martial Practice burst out on his body, making him like the returning tiger king..


    The efficacy of the Blood Refining Elixir came into its full play! With the powerful qi and blood rushing inside his body, he made a roar at those bulls.


    No one wouldn¡¯t be at lows of life. What mattered was he still held his ambition! With the earthshaking punch, he could overthrow heaven and earth!


    Tiger Worshipped by All Beasts! The lethal move of his Tiger Fist!


    The earthshaking palm hit on the head of the leading reckless bull who was rushing towards him.


    Boom!


    The leading bull carrying enormous impact got blown away!


    Its giant body kept rolling up in the air. The bull got its head cracked open with its eyes wide open.


    Boom!


    A dreadful momentum burst out again on Lin Yun¡¯s body. That was the sign after he had achieved the Completion level of his Tiger Fist.


    A stream of hot blood was circulating inside his body.


    He felt like his blood was boiling and his whole body was full of inexhaustible strength.


    In the scorching sands, Lin Yun¡¯s hair was waving with the wild wind. And on that delicate face was engraved with dominance.


    Those Golden Reckless Bulls with low IQ felt the dominance of the Tiger King even more dreadful that the Ink Flame Tiger.


    The fear deep in the blood stopped those raging reckless bulls.


    The moment the body of the leading bull fell to the ground, those raging bulls who nearly exhausted Lin Yun immediately turned around and ran away.


    At an even faster speed!


    He won!


    Lin Yun heaved a long sigh in his heart. He gambled that he could reach the Completion level of his Tiger Fist. He scared away those retarded evil beasts with his move Tiger Worshipped by All Beasts! To live or to die all relied on this punch.


    But once he lost, he would have already lied on the ground, having been treaded into muddy flesh by those beasts.


    But after all he laughed the last laugh.


    He had achieved to the Completion level of the Tiger Fist, and killed the leading bull with only one punch!


    When Lin walked forward to check the body of the leading bull, he got attracted to kind of screaming sound.


    With his left hand over his eyebrows, he looked as far as he could.


    And when he saw it clearly, he sneered. Now he understood why those bulls were running towards him without a reason.


    In the distance, the young master of Yun Family and his three servants were being chased by those bulls. They never expected that those bulls would have turned around.


    It scared the shit out of them. And only fear could be seen in their eyes.


    A moment ago they had been laughing at Lin Yun in a desperate situation, and now roles swapped.


    They got the karma so quickly.


    With the screaming, two servants got knocked into the air and then were trampled to death by those ruthless bulls.


    ¡°Ah!¡±


    The screeching sound made anyone who heard it pins and needles.


    But those retarded reckless bulls were ruthless. Under their iron-like heels, almost in an instant they became muddy flesh mixed with the soil.


    The young master of Yun Family took out an elixir in panic and kind of unhealthy blush emerged on his face.


    The momentum he suddenly generated was far over the sixth level, which greatly increased his speed.


    And the servant who had come up with this idea cried, ¡°Young master, save me!¡±


    ¡°Fuck off!¡±


    In cased getting dragged, the young master kicked him into the reckless bulls.


    Boom! Si immediately spit some blood after getting hit, and his body also disappeared in the dust.


    The young master got goose bumps all over his body. He could only run like hell to save his ass.


    ¡°The evils one brings on himself are the hardest to bear.¡±


    Lin Yun moved forward and said so while looking at the servants who had already been trampled to muddy flesh.


    If he hadn¡¯t made it, the one who had been trampled to death should have been him.


    ¡°This is¡­¡±


    With a light ¡°gee¡±, Lin Yun saw a few pieces of evil beast parts that hadn¡¯t been crushed by those bulls.


    It was the Ink Flame Tiger¡¯s claws.


    ¡°So those people have already killed one. Good. It saves me a lot of time.¡±


    After putting away the tiger claws, Lin Yun came before the body of the leading bull.


    Every part of this thing was valuable. And now he had the Storage Bag for it.


    He had nearly been exhausted by this big guy. Of course he wouldn¡¯t show any mercy to its body. After taking a break, he began to cut it.

 25. I Hate It

    Collecting Bloody Lilies, killing Kuang Yan the robber and hunting the Ink Flame Tiger,


    three spiritual stone tasks were all accomplished. Now it was time to go back.


    And he still had enough time to catch up with the mid-year assessment.


    He had really gained a lot and improved greatly during this trip.


    Mastering his Flowing Wind Swordplay, learning two lethal moves and achieving to the Completion level of his Tiger Fist.


    Stabilizing on the fifth level of Martial Practice, and with the help of the two Blood Refining Elixirs, he would soon reach the peak of the fifth level.


    The most important thing was that this trip greatly enriched Lin Yun¡¯s experience and he had had real fights with people.


    Now he was wondering which position he would be at during the mid-year assessment.


    ¡­¡­


    On the arena outside the Trigger Hall, Chen Xiao was fighting the trigger puppet with his sword, with the momentum of the sixth level of Martial Practice. His Wild Thunder Swordplay was as swift as the lightning and as powerful as the thunder. Every prick was as heavy as hell. And he could throw ten moves in an instant.


    Thunder-like blare could be heard with every prick.


    Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!


    When the sword chopped on the trigger puppet, it made clunking sound with dreadful power.


    While he was swinging his sword, his gloomy face was extremely terrifying, like the trigger puppet was Lin Yun who had humiliated him in front of everyone.


    He vented all his hatred and anger on the trigger puppet. Everyone held his breath on looking at his face.


    Down the arena, all outer disciples dare not make any sound, because no one wanted to make him unhappy to draw fire against himself.


    ¡°Has that sword slave come back?¡±


    asked Chen Xiao while he easily warded off the trigger puppet¡¯s pouncing.


    ¡°Senior brother Chen, that guy hasn¡¯t come back yet. And there¡¯ll be only a few days before the mid-year assessment. Is it possible he has already died out somewhere?¡±


    ¡°I heard he has claimed three extremely dangerous spiritual stone tasks, one of which is to kill Kuang Yan the robber.¡±


    ¡°Yes, yes, yes! No one could be more ruthless than Kuang Yan the robber. A lot of disciples of other sects died in his hands. Lin Yun would be no exception. Maybe you don¡¯t even have to make your own hands dirty.¡±


    They were all trying to please him carefully.


    ¡°No! He must die in my hands. I will cut him into pieces!¡±


    With a raging howl, Chen Xi already swung 81 pricks in an instant.


    Even the trigger puppet got blown away by the sword wave and fell into pieces down the arena.


    Big Achievement of the Wild Thunder Swordplay!


    All outer disciples gasped, shaking with fear, ¡°He has made it to the Big Achievement of his Wild Thunder Swordplay!¡±


    ¡°You all listen carefully! Keep your eyes wide open! If you see him back, report it to me right away.¡±


    cried Chen Xiao while casting a glance at them.


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    No one dare oppose him, so they could only nod and say yes.


    They dare not oppose him before. And now since Chen had reached the sixth level of Martial Practice and made it to Big Achievement of his Wild Thunder Swordplay, they were even more afraid of him.


    ¡°Senior brother Chen, Lin has come back. Someone saw him in Qingyun Town.¡±


    someone ran from out of the Trigger Hall and said to Chen Xiao in a hurry.


    After a moment¡¯s silence, Chen Xiao burst into laughter, ¡°Hahaha, I¡¯m glad he is back. I¡¯m glad he is back. I¡¯m glad he is back.¡±


    When saying the last few words, he gritted his teeth, with his face twisted.


    Swoosh!


    Chen Xiao jumped off the arena and walked out quickly.


    ¡°Oh no. This is bad. That sword slave is dead this time.¡±


    ¡°Yeah. He ran away last time. And senior brother Chen burned his house in a pet. He has been waiting for this for two whole months.¡±


    ¡°Poor Lin. I think senior brother Chen wouldn¡¯t take him as his peer and show mercy this time.¡±


    ¡°After all he lost due to his underestimation of Lin and got humiliated in front of everyone.¡±


    ¡°Come on. Hurry. Let¡¯s go have a look.¡±


    Almost all outer disciples out of the Trigger Hall went to watch it. Even those who had no connections with Chen Yun went after him.


    In a short time, a massive crowd was following after Chen Xiao, which made him quite imposing.


    Lin Yun stood before the gate for a long time.


    ¡°I¡¯m finally back.¡±


    He had accomplished all the tasks two days before the mid-year assessment.


    He had experienced the joys after having made Big Achievement, the depression while making deals with a profiteer, and despair when being chased by the reckless bulls¡­


    Within two months, he had greatly enriched his life experience, ups and downs.


    A kind of calmness and maturity grew on this young face.


    ¡°I should go deliver my tasks first.¡±


    On thinking of the reward for the three spiritual stone tasks, Lin Yun picked up the pace.


    In a few minutes, Lin Yun, who had already practiced the Wild Goose Script, had come before the square of the Sect Affairs Administration.


    And when he was about to walk onto the steps, a large crowd of people were walking towards him, under Chen Xiao¡¯s lead.


    On seeing the expression of those who were following Chen Xiao, Lin Yun immediately knew what Chen was doing here.


    But after having been through everything in the mountains, this didn¡¯t frighten him a bit.


    How could it be more dangerous than being chased by a few hundreds of Golden Reckless Bulls?


    ¡°What? Trying to deliver your tasks?¡±


    Chen Xiao ridiculed him. Now he was not in such a hurry after seeing Lin Yun.


    He was thinking how to humiliate him in front of everyone.


    But Lin Yun didn¡¯t say a word but walked towards him instead.


    Chen Xiao was surprised and then cried, ¡°Little sword slave, are you sick of living?¡±


    On seeing Lin Yun was approaching, Chen Xiao decided to fight him.


    But¡­.it was too late.


    The moment his hand touched the hilt, a punch was already thrown at him.


    When Lin Yun was only a few steps away, he suddenly speeded up and took the upper hand to attack with his Tiger Fist.


    Boom!


    He hit on Chen Xiao¡¯s chest with his Tiger Fist at the Completion level. Chen got blown away on the spot.


    When Chen Xiao struggled to his feet after landing, he fell down again due to the extreme pains in the chest and spit out a mouthful of blood.


    And then his mouth kept bleeding without his control.


    Chen Xiao lied on the ground, with one hand covering his chest while the other pointing at Lin Yun, but he could not say a word.


    This punch didn¡¯t simply hurt his ribs. It had hurt his internal organs through the ribs. He wouldn¡¯t be able to get up within at least two hours.


    On the way back, Lin Yun took the left two Blood Refining Elixirs. His qi and blood were flowing like rivers and burning like raging flames.


    Under the help of the four Blood Refining Elixirs, his body was deadly strong now.


    Five punches of any others might not be as powerful as one of his.


    Besides, his is the Tiger Fist of the Completion level.


    Chen Xiao thought he could have defeated Lin Yun relying on his six level cultivation and Wild Thunder Swordplay of Big Achievement.


    Besides, he had put more thoughts on how to humiliate Lin Yun.


    But on the first glance of him, Lin Yun had been fully prepared to throw that punch without showing any mercy.


    Those who followed Chen as the lookers-on were all startled.


    On seeing Lin Yun running at Chen while Chen was still ridiculing him, they all thought this sword slave was dead meat.


    But in an instant the arrogant and domineering Chen Xiao had already been lying on the ground, spitting out blood.


    One punch! Only one punch!


    Chen Xiao became a laughing stock before hundreds of outer disciples.


    ¡°Crap!¡±


    Lin Yun muttered, and then walked towards the Sect Affairs Administration directly.


    ¡°Little sword slave, what did you say?¡±


    Chen Xiao seemed to hear what he said, and asked, bearing the huge pains in the chest.


    One could tell how painful it was through his twisted face. But he still tried to struggle to his feet.


    Some outer disciples who were his friends really didn¡¯t have the heart to see him like that, and said, ¡°Senior brother, he said you are crap.¡±


    Puff!


    On hearing that, Chen Xiao spit out a long blood arrow.


    A kind of unbelievable expression showed on that pale face. The lowest sword slave of Qingyun Sect said he was crap?!


    He wanted to say something but held it, because the fact was he was indeed knocked down by Lin.


    On thinking of that, hatred took up all his thoughts. And there was sick blush showing on his face.


    ¡°I..I¡­I hate it!¡±


    After saying that, the senior outer disciple Chen Xiao passed out due to his extreme anger.

 26. Big Reward for the Tasks

    Chen Xiao indeed hated it, but he couldn¡¯t tell who he really hated.


    With the sixth level of Martial Practice, plus the Wild Thunder Swordplay of Big Achievement, if careful enough, he wouldn¡¯t have lost so easily even if he was not Lin Yun¡¯s rival.


    For his ability, he should have taken at least over a hundred moves from Lin Yun. Due to his carelessness, Lin Yun even hadn¡¯t given him the chance to pull out his sword.


    So all in all, he could only have himself to hate. He asked for it.


    Hundreds of outer disciples who came as bystanders were quite disappointed, for they thought there¡¯d be a big fight.


    But no one had expected that it had ended up this way.


    ¡°Lin Yun goes to the Sect Affairs Administration in such a hurry. Is it possible he has accomplished all the three tasks?¡±


    ¡°No way! One of the tasks is to kill Kuang Yan the robber!¡±


    ¡°Let¡¯s go take a look and we will see.¡±


    ¡°Come on! Let¡¯s go.¡±


    Immediately the crowd was all gone, only leaving Chen Xiao and his lackeys.


    Creak!


    Lin Yun pushed the door open and stepped in.


    The Sect Affairs Administration was as crowded and lively as before.


    When people saw Lin Yun come in, it became quite suddenly. Everyone dropped things at hand and cast their eyes at him.


    The news that Lin Yun claimed three spiritual stone tasks had made a huge stir.


    Except the inner disciples, only those outer disciples ranking top ten had the guts to take spiritual stone tasks, because they knew how hard it was.


    But the outer disciple who had ever been a sword slave took three spiritual stone tasks in a row.


    How could it be possible it wouldn¡¯t have made a stir?


    ¡°The sword slave is back!¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t know whether he has accomplished the tasks or not.¡±


    ¡°If he comes back without accomplishing the spiritual stone tasks, he¡¯ll get severe punishment.¡±


    Everyone in the hall was whispering about Lin Yun, and the way they looked at Lin Yun was kind of quirky.


    That was human nature. No one would feel comfortable if he got surpassed by someone. Besides, Lin Yun had been only a humble sword slave before.


    But Lin Yun looked quite calm and kept walking ahead.


    ¡°Easy, easy! Don¡¯t push!¡±


    Suddenly a bunch of people flooded in, making it in total disorder.


    And later over a hundred people came in.


    The spacious Sect Affairs Administration became a little crowded.


    ¡°What¡¯s going? What are those people doing here?¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t you know? Lin Yun defeated Chen Xiao with only a punch!¡±


    ¡°Seriously?¡±


    ¡°Of course. Many people were there. Sorry for Chen Xiao. He kept spitting blood and even couldn¡¯t get up. I guess he is still lying in there now.¡±


    The whole hall was filled with people¡¯s gossips about Lin.


    ¡°Administrator Yang, this is the Blood Lilies I¡¯ve collected. Please check them.¡±


    Lin Yun stepped forward and gave him all the ten lilies.


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    Lin Yun accepted the spiritual stones and thanked him.


    The 400 lower spiritual stones were within his expectations. But the bonus was really a big surprise.


    The Bloody Lilies were the main ingredients of Blood Refining Elixirs, and Lin had collected ten at a time, of course he deserved some bonus.


    ¡°To purchase Blood Refining Elixir? Only the inner disciples have the right.¡±


    ¡°If I had a Blood Refining Elixir, I could have already broken through the fifth level of Martial Practice. Pity that I haven¡¯t got the quota till now.¡±


    ¡°Alas, how I wish I would¡¯ve been brave enough to take this task!¡±


    ¡°Forget it! The Blood Lily grows in deep of the Flower Valley, and is guarded by the evil beast. Even if you are lucky to find one, you won¡¯t have a chance.¡±


    On hearing Lin Yun¡¯s reward, people were all cheering, with all jealousy in their eyes.


    The reason was absolutely because of the Blood Refining Elixir.


    Then Lin Yun took out the claws of the Ink Flame Tiger, and got 600 lower spiritual stones as his reward.


    Two out of the three spiritual stone tasks reported.


    Now the disciples in the hall began gossiping whether Lin Yun had finished the third one.


    It was to kill Kuang Yan the robber.


    Kuang Yan the robber had done too many evil things in Skywater Kingdom. Quite a few sect disciples had ever tried to kill him, pity that they either had died in his hands, or let him escape.


    But Lin Yun didn¡¯t seem to have the ability to end Kuang Yan¡¯s life.


    At this time, a kind of invisible pressure pressed down from above.


    An elder walked down the stairs slowly, smiling.


    On seeing the old man, all disciples in the hall held their breath.


    The old man was a big shot of the Sect Affairs Administration, Head Wang with the ninth level of Martial Practice.


    ¡°Our greetings, Head Wang.¡±


    All disciples paid their respect immediately.


    Head Wang smiled, ¡°Save the act. I am here to announce one thing.¡±


    ¡°What would it be?¡±


    ¡°Head Wang seldom shows up. But every time he appears, there¡¯ll be a big thing to announce.¡±


    ¡°Does it have anything to do with Lin Yun?¡±


    While everyone was curious about his coming, Head Wang came before Lin Yun and said in a low voice, ¡°The outer disciple Lin Yun has killed Kuang Yan the robber outside the White Water Town and earned the name for our sect! The chief is notified of this and specially orders me to present a reward for him.¡±


    Wow!


    The whole hall fell into silence. Lin Yun had really accomplished the three spiritual tasks?!


    Even the chief was informed of the news.


    But actually one needn¡¯t make fuss of it.


    Those robbers had done all evil things through the whole Skywater Kingdom, and were notorious through the whole kingdom. As the top power of Skywater Kingdom, of course the chiefs of the four sects would have sent people to hunt them down.


    Any sect that could slaughter any of them would absolutely make a name for themselves.


    Especially Kuang Yan the robber had killed quite a few disciples of the other three sects, and finally died in the hands of a disciple of their sect.


    As the chief of Qingyun Sect, of course he could show off before the chiefs of the other three sects.


    The chief would be absolutely very happy on hearing this and pay attention to this thing and grant Lin a big reward.


    ¡°It¡¯s my responsibility to serve the sect.¡±


    Lin Yun didn¡¯t expect this, for he never knew him killing Kuang Yan the robber would have attracted so much attention.


    Head Wang smiled, ¡°Neither conceited nor rash, good. Here are 500 spiritual stones for you. Besides, there¡¯s an extra reward. You are allowed to enter the Script Chamber to choose an innate fragmentary handwritten martial arts script.


    On hearing this, even Administrator Yang showed some interest with his eyes shining.


    An innate script!


    Although it¡¯s fragmentary, it was priceless. And if one was lucky enough to learn a few moves, one would be invincible among those of the same level.


    On the first floor of Script Chamber, almost all martial arts and kung fu skills were originated from the fragmentary innate scripts.


    If one could obtain a fragmentary handwritten innate script, even if one couldn¡¯t practice it successfully, it would be beneficial for one¡¯s cultivation.


    All in all, the last reward was out of everyone¡¯s expectations.


    Commonly speaking, only the top inner disciples could have such benefits.


    ¡°Come with me.¡±


    Head Wang said to Lin Yun, and then led him to the top floor of the Script Chamber.


    Under the envious eyes of those outer disciples, he gradually disappeared.


    ¡°Only those innate martial art practitioners could practice the innate scripts. In the sect there are two complete innate scripts, the power of which is extremely terrifying. They are also the foundation of our sect. Now they are both in the chief¡¯s hands. And all the fragmentary ones are in here.¡±


    Head Wang introduced its history to Lin Yun after he brought him to the top floor.


    And the he said cautiously, ¡°Any misunderstanding of the fragmentary innate script, one would get possessed. The fragmentary handwritten script is to broaden your eyes and see if you can perceive a unique martial art yourself from it.¡±


    ¡°I understand. I won¡¯t practice it without being fully prepared.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m glad to hear that, otherwise it would only do harm to you.¡±


    Of course Lin Yun understood. It seemed an innate fragmentary script was not as valuable as expected.


    But still he was very excited and looked through the brief handwritten introductions.


    While he kept scrolling, Lin Yun became more and more serious. It really made his eyes greatly open. It felt like entering a new world of martial arts.


    A shining new gate opened for him.


    Through the fragmentary words on the handwritten scripts, he got to know the power of those innate practitioners. One could even kill his opponent a thousand meters away with the momentum of the sword.


    One could jump over three hundred meters high, shatter the city wall with a punch and split a river apart with a palm.


    And when he saw a handwritten script called Dragon Tiger Fist, the expression on Lin Yun¡¯s face got slightly changed, because he felt kind of familiar with it.


    ¡°This is?¡±


    Head Wang explained, ¡°This is a fragmentary script of the innate martial arts Dragon Tiger Fist, and the Tiger Fist you have practiced is originated from it.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯ll pick it then.¡±


    Lin Yun chose it without thinking.


    He had just made his Tiger Fist to the Big Achievement, and this was just what he needed for now.

 27. To Refine the Evil Elixir

    ¡°Remember! Don¡¯t practice it before you¡¯re fully prepared.¡±


    Head Wang handed the fragmentary script to Lin and emphasized again, ¡°We¡¯ve got inner disciples who have ever learnt innate scripts blindly, but all of them have ended up miserably. So speculate on it to broaden your eyes and enhance your comprehension of Martial Practice. That¡¯s what you need to do.¡±


    ¡°I will always keep it in mind.¡±


    Lin Yun replied after taking it over. It seemed the innate script was a double-edged sword.


    If one used it in a bad way, one may hurt himself.


    But if one used it in a good way, one could originate a set of fundamental fist skills, and benefit the whole sect.


    Head Wang smiled, ¡°You can go. I¡¯m looking forward to your performance during the mid-year assessment two days later.¡±


    ¡°Excuse me.¡±


    After leaving the Script Chamber, Lin Yun came to Administrator Yang again and asked to buy the Blood Refining Elixir.


    ¡°No problem. This is your right. But only for this once. And according to the sect price, you need to pay 500 lower spiritual stones.¡± Administrator Yang said gently and then handed over a Blood Refining Elixir to Lin.


    Now maybe he should evaluate Lin Yun in a new way.


    He even doubted that whether he was Lin Yun¡¯s match if they had a real fight.


    And all these had happened in only a few months.


    Fortunately it seemed that Lin Yun didn¡¯t bear grudges.


    Lin didn¡¯t hate him since he had embarrassed him before, otherwise he¡¯d suffer.


    Only 500 lower spiritual stones?


    Lin Yun¡¯s heart was bleeding. He bought three at a doubled price from Tong Hu.


    But the sects had limited supply. So buying them at a doubled price was reasonable.


    There were still a lot of outer disciples outside the hall. Lin Yun left under their envious eyes.


    ¡°In the mid-year assessment two days later, this sword slave will make a great coup.¡±


    Someone broke the silence in the hall and said so.


    On the other side,


    when Lin Yun came before his wood cabin, he was totally dumbfounded.


    The cabin wood the old master left had been burnt into ashes, nothing left.


    It must Chen Xiao who did this.


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    ¡°Senior Lin, right after you left, Chen Xiao and his people burnt down your house.¡±


    On seeing Lin Yun watching the ashes of the house, some disciple passing by told him the truth.


    It seemed he should have thrown that punch more heavily.


    ¡°Senior brother, you can apply for a new house. It won¡¯t cost you much.¡±


    He kindly gave Lin Yun some advice seeing Lin Yun was still a little gloomy.


    Lin Yun smiled, ¡°Thank you. I¡¯ll figure it out myself.¡±


    ¡°All right then. I¡¯m leaving.¡±


    Since Lin Yun didn¡¯t listen to him, he shook his head and left.


    Since having been the sword slave willingly, the old master got driven out of the house for the servants. Then he came to this desolate place and built this cabin.


    The cabin was quite simple and nearly couldn¡¯t stand any strong wind or rain.


    But the old master had never complained and lived in it for two years.


    He wanted to stay in Qingyun Sect and maintain that person¡¯s sword. He didn¡¯t want to leave¡­


    Because if he left, he may never have a chance to see that person ever again.


    He stood out of the crowd, staring at the shining, unattainable and superior Su Ziyao. Maybe, he had ever dreamt to catch up with her steps.


    But now the wood cabin was gone. The only trace that proved the old master had ever come to this world was gone.


    Wearing a gloomy face, Lin Yun didn¡¯t say a word and started to dig the ashes.


    His nails were stuffed with bits of wood mixed with mud. Soon his hands were scratches all over, with blood streams in his fingernails. No¡­nothing left.


    However hard he tried, he still couldn¡¯t find any items.


    After quite a while, he found a fragmentary piece of paper in the ashes.


    On it was recorded the pills and elixirs Su Ziyan had ever rewarded the old master. He wrote it himself.


    Swoosh!


    A wind blew the scrap of paper in Lin Yun¡¯s hand away. Nowhere to be found.


    Watching the flying scrap of paper, Lin Yun lost in his thoughts. Love might be the most complicated thing in the world.


    Everybody knew the old master¡¯s feelings for Su Ziyao. Even if he knew they were impossible, and Su Ziyao even wouldn¡¯t lay her eyes on him, he would still feel satisfied as long as he could see her. The old master was really a spoony.


    But was Su Ziyao wrong?


    Absolutely not. Why would she care a fool who even didn¡¯t know how to express his feelings?


    Then whose fault was it? The old master¡¯s?


    Of course not.


    Even the humblest sword slave had the right to have a dream, let alone it was to have feelings for someone.


    ¡°You are right.¡±


    Lin Yun murmured, while looking at the gone scrap of paper.


    After a moment, he tried to collect some woods and rebuilt a new wood cabin.


    There were two days before the mid-year assessment, leaving Lin Yun no time to study his Dragon Tiger Fist, since an innate fragmentary script was too complicated.


    If one got stuck in it, one¡¯s power would be reduced instead.


    After taking the Blood Refining Elixir he had just obtained, Lin Yun carefully took out the internal elixir of the evil beast.


    Boom!


    The evil momentum left on the internal elixir made him overwhelmed. That was the evil spirit particularly owned by an evil beast.


    Lin Yun, who had killed lots of evil beasts, now knew better of its value.


    Only one out of ten evil beasts could conceive an internal elixir. So one should know how precious it was!


    The value of an internal elixir could not be measured by spiritual stones.


    He wanted to break through the fifth level and reach the sixth level of Martial Practice using this evil internal elixir.


    Even though he had taken five Blood Refining Elixirs, it was still quite difficult to break through the fifth level within a month. He could only rely on the evil elixir of the Flower Spot Tiger.


    Without any hesitation, Lin Yun swallowed the evil elixir numerous people had been dreaming of.


    Boom!


    The evil elixir immediately melted in his mouth, changing into surging and dominant aura of heaven and earth and exploded in his body.


    Meanwhile, streams of bloody momentum flew out of his body.


    The evil spirit of the Flower Spot Tiger gradually integrated with his own momentum.


    His Pure Yang martial art of the third level was crazily operating inside his body.


    He tried to subdue the dominant power of the evil elixir. But it was really beyond Lin¡¯s expectations.


    It was like a hot-tempered wild horse running wildly inside Lin Yun¡¯s body.


    His face kept changing, sometimes green and sometimes white, and sometimes it even turned black.


    It didn¡¯t look good!

 28. Three Moves Already

    Once he got too pushy, his body might explode.


    So he needed patience to cultivate the power of the evil elixir and then subdue it.


    ¡°My heart shelters a fierce tiger which, however, enjoys sniffing roses.¡± However anxious he felt, however powerful he was, he should have a peaceful heart at the moment.


    But it really wore him out.


    Time ticked away. Two days had passed.


    And the mid-year assessment, an annual big event of Qingyun Sect, had begun.


    The drilling field was completely surrounded by all disciples.


    On the drilling field, many outer disciples had already begun to compete on the arena according to the drawing.


    There were about two to three thousand outer disciples in Qingyun Sect, and all of them were present. What a lively scene!


    Everybody looked excited. They¡¯d all do their best.


    Whether they could climb higher on the list or whether they could get promoted as an inner disciple would all be decided through this big occasion.


    At every corner of the drilling field was gathered a lot of people.


    Some had already finished their fights, some were still waiting for their turns. It should be at least over a hundred waiting outside.


    On the arena, except the judge, someone had already been on it.


    It was the senior outer disciple Liang Wenbo, who had already achieved the sixth level of Martial Practice.


    He was in a low profile usually. But no outer disciple would belittle him.


    But if that was the only reason, there wouldn¡¯t be so many people gathering here.


    ¡°I heard Liang Wenbo¡¯s opponent is Lin Yun?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯ve also heard of that. Liang Wenbo was drawn by lot to fight Lin Yun, but Lin still hasn¡¯t shown up yet.¡±


    ¡°What the hell is wrong with him? He is even late for such a big thing? Seriously? If so, he¡¯ll be taken as giving up for his opportunity.


    On seeing Lin Yun was late, all disciples down the arena started to gossip about him.


    Liang Wenbo looked a little impatient and asked the judge with his eyebrows knitted, ¡°How long am I gonna wait?¡±


    The judge said in a low voice, ¡°Wait for another half an hour. If Lin Yun still hasn¡¯t showed up by then, I¡¯ll take it as he quits and you will directly advance to the next round.¡±


    ¡°A sword slave is a sword slave.¡±


    Liang Wenbo was very angry and cursed him.


    Now everyone started to watch the burning incense outside the arena. Time ticked away. Soon the whole stick of incense was going to burn out. But Lin Yun still didn¡¯t show up.


    ¡°I guess I win.¡±


    Liang Wenbo said slightly with a smile on his face.


    At this moment, there arouse a turmoil behind the crowd.


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    People all looked back.


    A delicate young man wearing a robe in blue and white was walking towards the arena through the crowd, looking quite calm.


    The young man was Lin Yun who was late.


    After getting close to the arena, he directly jumped onto it. He apologized to Liang Wenbo and the judge, ¡°I¡¯m sorry I¡¯m late.¡±


    Liang Wenbo looked quite upset. The sword slave came when the judge was about to announce him to advance to the next round.


    The judge said in a low voice, ¡°According to the rules, you¡¯re late for about half an hour, so you can still fight. But you need to let your opponent use three moves first.¡±


    ¡°OK.¡±


    Lin Yun nodded with no objection.


    On hearing this, Liang Wenbo smiled slightly, ¡°I didn¡¯t know there¡¯s such rules. Not bad. Lin Yun, I heard that even Chen Xiao the idiot lost to you. But I won¡¯t give you any chance like him. I¡¯m gonna kick your ass today.¡±


    So arrogant! His words were full of provocation and contempt.


    But Liang Wenbo indeed had the right to say that.


    He was a senior outer disciple, with sixth level of Martial Practice. And his Flying Flower Falling Leaves Swordplay was quite powerful.


    ¡°So strange. Why didn¡¯t Lin Yun take a sword with him?¡±


    ¡°I heard he has even made Slight Achievement of the Flowing Wind Swordplay that no one has ever successfully practiced for over a hundred years. Is it for real?¡±


    ¡°Holy crap! I specially come to appreciate the Flowing Wind Swordplay.¡±


    ¡°It could be true. Flowing Wind Swordplay is not so easy to master. Otherwise, why doesn¡¯t he bring a sword with him?¡±


    All the disciples down the arena were wondering why.


    ¡°Fight!¡±


    Swoosh!


    Right after the judge said the word, Liang Wenbo already pulled out his sword and threw a stab. It was as swift as the wind.


    So fast!


    All disciples down were amazed by the speed of his sword. They even couldn¡¯t see where the sword really was.


    Facing Lin Yun, Liang Wenbo chose to exert all he had unexpectedly.


    The backhand Lin Yun took a step back to dodge his sword.


    The sword was less than an inch from the tip of his nose. It was really close!


    Boom!


    The momentum of sixth level burst out, which was nearly reaching the seventh level.


    And the momentum of his sword reached another peak with its power increasing.


    He threw a chop at a very sharp angle from the bottom up.


    Swoosh!


    Lin Yun, who could only dodge now, seemed quite passive. Even his robe got cut open before the chest.


    He was at an extremely dangerous situation!


    ¡°Hell no! Liang Wenbo is so powerful. Besides, he attacked three moves first. Lin Yun is at the edge.¡±


    ¡°His cultivation has nearly reached the seventh level. No wonder he is so arrogant.¡±


    ¡°Flying Flower Swordplay seems so fierce in his hands.¡±


    Only with two moves, Lin Yun was already in a passive position.


    ¡°Falling Leaves Flying Flowers! Go to hell!¡±


    With a roar, Liang Wenbo attacked with the third move.


    This prick aroused a strong wind. Even his clothes were making some noise. And his hair was also blowing in the wind. And a huge cloud of dust rose.


    Looking from afar, it was really like falling leaves and flying flowers on the arena.


    ¡°Bravo!¡±


    This prick aroused people¡¯s scream. One had to admit this prick was really amazing.


    But while everyone thought Liang Wenbo would stab Lin Yun for sure,


    Lin Yun jumped as high as six meters backwards like a wild goose, and then landed exactly at the edge of the arena.


    He jumped out of the reach of this prick using his Wild Goose lightness skill, which indeed consumed him a lot of inner power.


    ¡°Damn it!¡±


    Liang Wenbo failed his lethal move and his momentum reached its peach due to his extreme anger. While consuming his inner power like crazy, Liang swung his sword, which generated a storm, and tried to push Lin Yun off the arena.


    ¡°Three moves already.¡±


    Lin Yun said lightly, seeing Liang Wenbo was pouncing at him, with the dreadful momentum of his sword,


    Lin threw a punch without any hesitation.


    Boom! Boom! Boom!


    While Lin was throwing his punch, his bones were making kind of booming sound, as loud as the thunder.


    And every booming sound of his bones nearly deafened one¡¯s ears. And every booming sound of his bones weakened the momentum on Liang Wenbo.


    The more terrifying thing was the momentum of sixth level also burst out on Lin Yun¡¯s body. Among such momentum was mixed with kind of evil spirit no practitioner had.


    Swoosh!


    The raging sword momentum of Liang Wenbo was totally gone before the more domineering punch of Lin Yun.


    Not at the same level at all!


    Boom!


    Lin smashed his opponent¡¯s sword momentum. And immediately Lin threw another punch.


    Without giving Liang Wenbo time to react, he hit Liang on the chest and blew him away over ten meters.


    One could hear kind of cracking sound, like ribs fracture.


    Boom!


    Before Liang pulled back his sword after landing, Lin Yun already rushed to throw the third punch.


    He was like a tiger, king of all beasts.


    It was the move Tiger Worshipped by All Beasts!


    ¡°No¡­¡±


    With fear flashing in Liang Wenbo¡¯s eyes, he was already thrown out of the arena before he made any sound.


    Looking at Liang Wenbo who fell of the arena and looked extremely painful, Lin Yun said with his hands cupped, ¡°Sorry.¡±


    Three punches!


    The first punch to smash Liang Wenbo¡¯s sword momentum, the second to break his ribs, and the third to throw him off the arena.


    Lin Yun defeated Liang Wenbo with an overwhelming advantage, which made Liang Wenbo who talked big before the fight a joke.

 29. Soaring into the Sky

    Lin Yun came late but ended the fight early.


    Three punches! He defeated Liang Wenbo with only three punches!


    All those disciples who were watching dropped their jaws.


    Without pulling out his sword, Lin Yun cleaned up on Liang Wenbo with three moves.


    How powerful could he be?


    With a slice of astonishment flashing in his eyes, the judge turned to Lin Yun, saying, ¡°Lin Yun? Why do I have no impression of you at all?¡±


    Apparently what the judge meant was that an outer disciple so capable like Lin Yun should have already stood out of the others.


    But in his mind, there was no such an outer disciple at all.


    ¡°I have become an outer disciple only two months ago. Before I always served as a sword slave in Sword--washing Chamber.¡±


    Lin Yun didn¡¯t hide his background, and just told as it was.


    The judge felt even more confused this time. He sized Lin Yun up and smiled, ¡°No wonder. Make a good effort. You may have a chance to advance to the next round. Now I announce Lin Yun wins and got one point.¡±


    ¡°Thank you so much.¡±


    After the judge¡¯s announcement, Lin Yun jumped off the arena, feeling much relieved.


    A little accident had happened when he had been refining the evil elixir.


    It had taken him two whole days to refine and absorb it and successfully hit the sixth level of Martial Practice.


    The evil spirit of the Flower Spot Tiger added kind of uncommon sharpness and dominance to his momentum.


    It had taken him quite some time to make clear of the rules before having finally found his own fighting arena.


    He had almost been taken as quitting.


    The rules of the mid-year assessment were quite simple. Two rounds, group stage and knockout stage.


    Over two thousand outer disciples were divided into ten teams. There were over two hundred in each team, and only the best eight could advance to the next round.


    It meant the top eighty were qualified to fight for the only ten positions to become inner disciples.


    After a careful observation, Lin Yun found that those top outer disciples were equably distributed in each team.


    So that was those sect elders¡¯ meaning. They didn¡¯t want those top ones to fight each other and be knocked out too early.


    Before the next fight started, Lin Yun started to observe who were more powerful and would be his potential opponents.


    In team six, Zhang Han was the most powerful absolutely.


    Zhan Han had the potential to rank top ten. He was no weaker than Zhou Yun who had achieved the peak of the sixth level of Martial Practice.


    That was all Lin Yun knew about this guy.


    But anyway that was not his concern. He only needed to hit top eight and advance to the next round. If he was lucky enough, he wouldn¡¯t encounter Zhang Han during this stage.


    ¡°Team seven, Lin Yun VS Hu Feng!¡±


    On hearing that the judge was calling his name, he immediately ran to the arena. He didn¡¯t want his opponent to strike three moves first again.


    Using his Wild Goose lightness skill, with a jump, Lin Yun skipped onto the arena steadily.


    Hu Feng was only a fifth-level disciple, much weaker than Liang Wenbo.


    When he saw Lin Yun, some kind of fear flashed in his eyes.


    Now Lin Yun had earned his name among those outer disciples.


    From a humble sword slave to someone who knocked over Chen Xiao with only a punch, he was like a miracle.


    After the judged announced ¡°begin¡±, Hu Feng gritted his teeth, exerted all his inner power and rushed at Lin Yun.


    He used his palm as a knife, with all his inner power assembled in it. There was kind of cold light flashing in his palm.


    Apparently he had been proficient of this set of palm skills.


    Tiger Fist!


    Halt! Bend the knees! Lin Yun jumped into the air and threw his punch the moment he transferred his inner power into it.


    Boom!


    Two people clashed in the air.


    Hu Feng hummed and got directly blown out of the arena in the air.


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    The judge fell into a trance for a moment and then announced the result.


    ¡°Tiger Fist again!¡±


    ¡°How can that be? So Lin Yun quitted using a sword?¡±


    ¡°But I really want to see him use his Flowing Wind Swordplay.¡±


    On seeing Lin Yun ended it with a punch, all the other disciples felt much disappointed.


    After a short rest, it was Lin Yun¡¯s turn to fight the third opponent.


    Judging from his opponent¡¯s momentum, Lin Yun could tell he hadn¡¯t achieved the sixth level of Martial Practice either.


    Before Lin had refined and absorbed the evil elixir, it might be troublesome to fight him.


    But now he had successfully refined an evil elixir and achieved the sixth level.


    So now he wouldn¡¯t be a problem.


    Also with only move, he won again.


    ¡°Lin Yun wins!¡±


    ¡°Lin Yun wins!¡±


    ¡­


    ¡°Lin Yun wins!¡±


    Three wins in a row, four in a row, five in a row, six in a row¡­Soon Lin Yun had made ten wins in a row!


    After all, few outer disciples could achieve the sixth level of Martial Practice.


    Except his first opponent Liang Wen, who took him some time to deal with.


    For the rest, he knocked some out with only one punch, and some four to five punches at most.


    The most important thing was he only used his Tiger Fist, which amazed everyone present.


    In his thirteenth fight, Lin Yun finally met a bad ass.


    It was Ma Kui!


    With sixth level of Martial Practice, proficient in the advanced martial arts Purple Cloud Fist, having practiced Iron Defense skills.


    In team seven, even Zhang Han who was at the first place thought he was a real headache.


    Ma Kui also swept away all his opponents and had a winning streak.


    His fist skills were dominant and powerful, plus he had an iron-like body. No one would want to fight him.


    ¡°This would be a good one. I bet Lin Yun will use his sword this time.¡±


    ¡°If he doesn¡¯t use his sword, he is like seeking his doom.¡±


    ¡°Both of them have a winning streak. So whoever wins, the other will end his winning streak.¡±


    ¡°I heard the points would double if one keeps a winning streak. So it was rather important.¡±


    Thirteen wins in a row, Lin Yun never used his sword, which had already disappointed those disciples who were watching.


    Lin Yun had his own considerations. Big Achievement of Flowing Wind Swordplay was his ace in the hole.


    If he could hide it during the group stage, it would be a triumph card in the knock out stage.


    So he didn¡¯t plan to use it now.


    Besides, Tiger Fist of Completion level, plus Pure Yang martial arts of the third level, it was already enough to deal with most opponents.


    When the crowd saw Chen Yun came onto the arena barehanded, they were all dumbfounded.


    ¡°What the fuck! So he doesn¡¯t put Ma Kui in his eyes at all!¡±


    ¡°He was only a sword slave. How dare he be so arrogant? Senior brother Ma, we are on your back.¡±


    ¡°Come on, senior brother Ma! Beat him with your Purple Cloud Fist!¡±


    Ma Kui, who was already on the arena, frowned, looking a little irritated. Even Zhang Han wouldn¡¯t belittle him.


    How dare a swordplay having made a little achievement be so arrogant?


    ¡°Little sword slave, are you provoking me?¡±


    With a slice of anger flashing in his eyes, Zhang Han said in a deep voice, ¡°Pull out your sword! Even if I lose to your Flowing Wind Swordplay, I would be sincerely convinced.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m sorry. I was not planning to use my sword.¡±


    Lin Yun wanted to explain, but he found that he couldn¡¯t explain it clearly at all.


    ¡°So arrogant!¡±


    Lin Yun¡¯s words totally irritated Ma Kui. And Ma immediately started to operate his Iron Defense martial art.


    His tall and strong body became taller and stronger. The exposed muscles of the upper body were emitting some kind of light metal luster under the sun.


    Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!


    Ma Kui started to attack! And every step of his left a deep footprint on the rock floor of the arena.


    It was like the floor was shaking, which startled everyone down the arena.


    ¡°Senior brother Ma is angry!¡±


    ¡°Senior brother Ma is so strong. So he hid something in the previous fights.¡±


    ¡°Bravo! See how the sword slave is gonna save his ass. He said he wouldn¡¯t use his sword.¡±


    Ma Kui¡¯s power made all the audiences excited.


    Lin Yun remained calm. He met his opponent head on and threw a punch!


    Boom!


    A blare burst out as their punches clashed! Lin Yun immediately felt a little numb of the five fingers, sore and painful.


    ¡°This is just the beginning!¡±


    Noticing the subtle change of Lin Yun¡¯s expression, Ma Kui curled his lips. And the color of his fist was darkening gradually.


    Then he threw his punches nonstop.


    Boom! Boom! Boom!


    Lin Yun took every punch of his using his Tiger Fist.


    And when Ma¡¯s fists turned into the color purple, he used all his strength to throw a deadly one!


    This nearly threw himself out of the arena!¡±


    ¡°Purple Cloud Fist!¡±


    ¡°Big Achievement of his Purple Cloud Fist!¡±


    All disciples were cheering on seeing his purple fists.


    ¡°What strong fist skills!¡±


    Lin Yun was startled. He immediately changed his countermove. He tipped the ground with the tiptoe and flew over him.


    He dodged this punch using his Wild Goose lightness skill.


    Boom! Boom! Boom!


    In an instant, Lin Yun, who had dodged that deadly punch at a fast speed, threw numerous punches on his opponent¡¯s body, which made mental-like clashing sound. Lin Yun¡¯s arms were nearly numb, but his opponent didn¡¯t get hurt a bit.


    ¡°It¡¯s no use. You can¡¯t break my body defense. Your punch can¡¯t hurt me a bit. But I can defeat you with only a punch. Like now!¡±


    Swoosh!


    Speaking of which, Ma Kui already threw his punch, as fast as the lightning.


    This punch was well prepared, too fast, at a sharp angle, making Lin Yun have nowhere to dodge.


    He could only try to hold it with his arms but was thrown away badly.


    Lin Yun felt something in his throat. It was blood. He got wounded by the inner power of his opponent¡¯s Purple Cloud Fist.


    ¡°Sword slave, this is how you end up without using your sword. Loser!¡±


    On seeing Lin Yun got injured, Ma Kui immediately threw another punch before Lin Yun landed. He who had a strong and tall iron-like body was rushing towards Lin like a reckless bull!


    ¡°He is gonna win!¡±


    On seeing Lin Yun was cornered, all the disciples down shouted.


    Lin Yun raised his eyebrows. He didn¡¯t expect Ma Kui to be so cunning.


    Ma knew his own lightness skill was much inferior to Lin. So he threw the peak punch the moment he landed.


    But only this wouldn¡¯t be enough to force him to pull out his sword.


    Boom! Boom! Boom!


    Lin Yun¡¯s bones were making some thunder-like noise. The moment he landed, he already exerted his Tiger Fist of Completion level to its full wings.


    At this moment, fully fired, without reservation!


    The dreadful momentum of sixth level of Martial Practice burst out on his body. And the moment he threw his punch, it was like a tiger was roaring on his back.


    With his punch thrown out, it seemed a tiger jumped onto the arena, bringing a fierce wind.


    The Tiger King returned, worshipped by all beasts!


    Click!


    When their punches clashed, there seemed some cracking sound.


    Ma Kui who was pouncing at him showed some kind of shocking expression. And the next second he got thrown away.


    After Ma landed, his body returned to normal state. But he couldn¡¯t stop himself and slipped out of the arena all the way.


    Roar!


    The lingering roaring sound of the tiger was still heard on the empty arena.


    Lin Yun¡¯s robe is also waving with the wind. And the dominant and imposing manner when he had faced those Golden Reckless Bull appeared on his delicate face again.


    ¡°That¡¯s the Tiger Fist of the Completion level!¡±


    ¡°My god! Someone could really make it to the Completion level!¡±


    ¡°How persistent could one be to do so?¡±


    ¡°He defeated Ma Kui. 13 wins in a row¡­No one can stop him. This sword slave is soaring into the sky.¡±


    The faces of all the disciples were as pale as ashes, because they really couldn¡¯t accept such a result.


    Just so close and Lin Yun should have lost.


    But anyway it was Lin Yun who laughed the last laugh.


    Like someone had said, Lin Yun who had 13 wins in a row was soaring into the sky now! No one could stop him

 30. Shameless Sword Slave?

    The lingering roaring sound of the tiger was still heard on the arena.


    Lin Yun¡¯s long hair was blowing in the wind. On that delicate face showed kind of unspeakable dominance.


    Even the judge was caught in a trance. He even forgot to announce the result.


    Only using his Tiger Fist, he had defeated Ma Kui who had achieved to the Completion level of his Purple Cloud Fist and mastered the Iron Defense skills.


    For him, this was beyond his cognition.


    What surprised him more was that someone could really make it to the Completion level of the Tiger Fist.


    Through the whole Qingyun Sect, the judge was sure that no disciple would make it.


    Or even through the whole Skywater Kingdom, no one could do this.


    First, it was time consuming. Everyone thought it was a waste of time to spend so much time on one set of fist skills.


    Second, it needed extremely high perception. Any kind of martial arts, whether it was high class or low class, it would already be a huge success if one could make it to Big Achievement, which meant one had mastered it and could choose other more advanced martial arts to practice, since it was too hard to practice it to the Completion level. It needed not only the practitioner¡¯s conception, but also a perfect timing. Neither of them was dispensable.


    As was known, even it was a set of entry level fist skills, it could have great power if one could make it to the Completion level.


    But few people could insist till the end.


    And none would have such willpower.


    As the roaring sound gradually faded away, Lin Yun asked the judge who was still in the trance, ¡°Could you please announce the result now?¡±


    ¡°Oh, of course. Sure.¡±


    After coming to his sense, the judge hurried to say, ¡°Now I announce Lin Yun¡­¡±


    ¡°Wait!¡±


    Right at this time, someone shouted with anger and unsatisfactory and came down the arena.


    People followed the sound and found it was Ma Kui who had just lost.


    His face looked kind of pale, but was still in a good mental state. But anger could still be read on that face.


    Anyway his Iron Defense gifted him an iron-like body. He still had the strength to talk after getting wounded by the Tiger Fist of the peak power.


    Lin Yun frowned. He had no idea what was in Ma Kui¡¯s sleeves.


    ¡°Ma Kui, what do you want? Are you trying to mess up with the order?¡±


    The judge turned to and said in a cold voice.


    Ma Kui knew the consequences. He turned to Lin Yun, ¡°I dare not. I only want to say someone cheated, so I am not convinced.¡±


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    ¡°Who cheated? What does he mean?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s a normal thing to use tricks in a fight. What¡¯s he trying to say?¡±


    ¡°Something is odd. Apparently Ma Kui doesn¡¯t mean normal tricks.¡±


    As the judge was about to announce the result, an incident occurred.


    ¡°Look at my hands. Do you really think he hurt my hands with his Tiger Fist?¡±


    Ma Kui raised his right hand. His right hand was badly wounded, like having been cut by edged tools, even the bones exposed in some places.


    ¡°Urgh¡­¡±


    ¡°What¡¯s going on?¡±


    ¡°It can¡¯t be the Tiger Fist. The inner power of the fist could only break one¡¯s bones of hands, or the internal organs. It wouldn¡¯t leave sword cuts like this.¡±


    ¡°So the sword slave really used some shady means and violated the rules?¡±


    ¡°I think that¡¯s quite possible. Maybe even the news saying he had made Small Achievement of the Flowing Wind Swordplay is fake.¡±


    All disciples were shocked.


    Plus, they were already had a word about Lin Yun¡¯s winning streak. How could a sword slave have such outstanding performances?


    Maybe two months ago, some of them had ever asked Lin Yun to maintain their swords.


    And some bad words about him were heard.


    The judge frowned and then came to check Ma Kui¡¯s wounds.


    The moment he saw them, the judge gasped. Those wounds were all as deep as to the bones, looking quite scary.


    But he still tried to stay calm: ¡°Ma Kui, even if Lin Yun has used some other means, according to the sect rules, as you know, the result is the result.¡±


    In sect fights, anyone could adopt any means as long as he could win.


    Except some extreme situations, like poisoning the opponent before the competition.


    Kui Ma looked at Lin Yun and cried angrily, ¡°I only want him to admit that he has used hidden weapons to break my Iron Defense. It¡¯s not a shame as a sword slave before. The shameful thing is he used such tricks but still wants a fair win.¡±


    ¡°Shame on you, sword slave! You used tricks to win. Get off now!¡±


    ¡°Shame on you! Get lost!¡±


    ¡°Get lost!¡±


    ¡°Get lost!¡±


    ¡°Get lost!¡±


    Those who sided with Ma Kui now tried to use this to guide the public opinion.


    And those who had a word about Lin Yun¡¯s background now began to oppose him.


    All of a sudden, they all began to shout ¡°get lost¡± together, arousing a big stir.


    On seeing Ma Kui¡¯s wounds on the hand, Lin Yun immediately understood what was going on.


    He had already known that his Tiger Fist had integrated with his sword.


    Especially after he had achievement the Completion level of his Tiger Fist, of course the power would be more dreadful.


    But he couldn¡¯t explain himself under such circumstances.


    Without any evidence, Ma Kui insisted that Lin used hidden weapons and framed him.


    And on hearing all those outer disciples were condemning him, Lin felt quite disheartened.


    ¡°Lin Yun, I¡¯m gonna let you go only if you admit you have used hidden weapons in front of everyone.¡±


    On seeing all of them sided him, Ma Kui immediately became swollen with arrogance and pushed Lin again.


    ¡°I wouldn¡¯t admit something I haven¡¯t done, even if you all say it. If you don¡¯t believe me ,you can search me.¡±


    Lin Yun looked rather calm, opening his arms to show his sincerity.


    The situation was a little bit out of hand now.


    Even those sect elders and inner disciples on the hathpace paid their attention.


    ¡°Normally speaking, Tiger Fist of the Completion level is inferior to the Purple Cloud Fist of Big Achievement.¡±


    ¡°Yeah, besides Ma Kui has mastered his Iron Defense.¡±


    The inner disciple Wang Ning sneered, ¡°I guess the sword slave has kind of psychological distortion after having been bullied for too long. He has already turned to his dark side. Such kind of people would do anything to win.¡±


    Before he finished his words, Wang Ming specially glanced at Su Ziyao. Pity there was no change of that delicate and indifferent face, which made him a little disappointed.


    ¡°Yeah, yeah, you are quite right.¡±


    All the other inner disciples agreed.


    On seeing all these inner disciples had a word about Lin Yun who had been a sword slave before, the young master Bai Yufan frowned and said, ¡°No one has ever made it to the Completion level of the Tiger Fist. So don¡¯t make the judgment too early. Besides, Lin Yun has asked them to search him. We will know later.¡±


    Even Yai Yufan spoke for Lin now, other inner disciples all shut their mouths.


    This made Wang Ning quite upset. And he rolled his eyes at Bai Yufan.


    Lin Yun¡¯s sincerity really caught Ma Kui surprised.


    ¡°Senior brother Ma, search him, and let the sword slave go back to the Sword-washing Chamber.¡±


    ¡°Such a shameless bastard should stay in the Sword-washing Chamber as a sword slave.¡±


    ¡°Our Qingyun Sect doesn¡¯t need such a shameless asshole!¡±


    All the disciples asked Ma Kui to search him, which made Ma have a wolf by the ears now.


    Ma Kui darkened his face and said in a cold voice, ¡°All right. If I find any hidden weapon on you, you should kneel down before me to apologize.¡±


    ¡°OK.¡±


    Lin Yun had kind of complicated feelings, but still agreed.

 31. Indifference

    Without saying a word, Ma Kui wore a cold face and started to search on Lin Yun¡¯s body.


    More and more people were gathering and they were all staring at Ma Kui, holding their breath.


    Arms? Empty!


    Before the chest? Empty!


    On the back? Empty!


    And the legs? Still empty!


    Nothing was in there¡­


    Ma Kui wore that grim face and said coldly, ¡°Take your clothes off!¡±


    As he said, Lin Yun took of his long robe.


    But still nothing on him! Ma Kui searched his robe in and out and even didn¡¯t find an iron wire, let alone hidden weapons.


    The sunlight was shining on Lin Yun¡¯s solid body. Those shin bones and muscles having been tamped with his qi were sinewy. Only those wounds on his skin, old and new, looked harsh.


    ¡°Damn it, your sword slave! Why are you wearing a hood?¡±


    Since he found nothing, Mu Kui got steamed up and ripped it off from his head.


    It was just a piece of cloth, of course there was nothing in it.


    Without the hood, the purple mark for a sword slave between his eyebrows looked quite blinding, which made some of them frowned and even aroused a fuss.


    Compared with the frenzied Ma Kui, Lin Yun, on the contrary, looked quite calm with his eyes closed.


    He just recalled some memories, some heartbreaking memories.


    Some inner disciple lost a sword in Sword-washing Chamber. Did you steal it? Say it!¡±


    Said Zhou Ping while kicking the original master onto the ground.


    The original master was startled, quiet anxious deep in his heart. He said with a trembling voice, ¡°No¡­No! Senior brother Zhou, listen to me. The sword¡­I didn¡¯t steal it. I wouldn¡¯t take anything from others.¡±


    ¡°How dare you talk back!?¡±


    Zhou Ping slammed the original master¡¯s back with his scabbard, and cried, ¡°I said you steal it. If you can¡¯t find it, then use the pills Su Ziyao gave you to pay your debt, otherwise I¡¯m gonna expel you out of Qingyun Sect!¡±


    ¡°It should be him! It must be him!¡±


    ¡°Who else could it be?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s definitely him! He pretends to be an honest man, but actually he is as cunning as a fox.¡±


    All those disciples around were denouncing the original master.


    ¡°No¡­it...it¡¯s not me.¡±


    Bearing the huge pains on the back, the original master twitched his face. He wanted to retort, only finding that he even didn¡¯t have the strength to talk.


    In the dormitory of the factotums.


    Curling in the bed alone, the original master touched the mark on his forehead. In order to stay, today he chose to be a sword slave.A case of literary theft: this tale is not rightfully on Amazon; if you see it, report the violation.


    He felt quite uneasy deep in his heart. And the intermittent pains between his eyebrows made him sleepless.


    He didn¡¯t know when he fell to sleep.


    Deep in the night, a bunch of factotums threw the original master out while he was still asleep.


    It was raining heavily outside, the original master was drenched though. He was confused, ¡°What are you doing this to me?¡±


    ¡°Fuck off! This is the dormitory for factotums. You shouldn¡¯t stay here.¡±


    ¡°You are a sword slave now and you still want to sleep with us?¡±


    The downpour made the original master chill. He tried to wipe away the raindrops on his face a few times but failed.


    He looked at those factotums under the roof with his blurred eyes due to the big rain.


    The original master begged them with a feeble voice, ¡°Even if you drive me away, please let me stay here tonight, at least until the rain stops.¡±


    ¡°Get lost! Get your ass out of here! As a sword slave, you have no right to stay with us.¡±


    ¡°Is this your rubbish? Take it and go!¡±


    Someone threw out Lin Yun¡¯s package from inside the room.


    Bam! They slammed the door shut!


    At midnight, the rain was pouring down!


    The original master¡¯s whole body was nearly soaked in water while holding his package. Endless coldness and loneliness devoured him.


    Like Lin Yun, the original master walked away without saying anything, while chewing his lips.


    With the original master disappeared, Lin Yun opened his eyes and looked at Ma Kui, ¡°Did you find anything?¡±


    ¡°I¡­¡±


    Ma Kui had lost his tongue because he didn¡¯t find anything indeed.


    At this time, his eyes shone because he saw Lin Yun¡¯s Storage Bag around his wrist, ¡°The Storage Bag! You must have hidden it in it!¡±


    Absurd!


    Everyone knew that to open the Storage Bag needed distraction and also some time.


    He could never have had the time to do that with so many pairs of eyes staring at him down there.


    ¡°If there is still no hidden weapons in my Storage Bag as you claimed, what are you gonna do?¡±


    Asked Lin Yun while turning his eyes to Ma Kui.


    ¡°If there is no hidden weapon in it, I¡¯m gonna kowtow to you to apologize.¡±


    Ma Kui had no way to back down. He was quite anxious, ¡°There must be a hidden weapon, otherwise how did my hands get hurt?¡±


    ¡°As you wish!¡±


    Lin Yun took his Flower Burial Sword out of it and held it in his hand, then some other belongings.


    He felt it too slow, so he directly poured all the stuff in the Storage Bag out directly.


    Countless gold, silver and treasures were out, dazzling most people¡¯s eyes under the sun.


    Except those treasures, the second attractive stuff should be those over 1,000 lower spiritual stones.


    Most outer disciples down there were coveting them. They never expected Lin Yun to be so wealthy.


    They were staring at those spiritual stones and those dazzling treasures with fixed eyes.


    Except those two things, it was only some inconspicuous stuff, like pills, clothes, food, evil beast¡¯s parts, a lot of them.


    Only no hidden weapons Ma Kui wanted!


    ¡°No way! It¡¯s impossible!¡±


    Ma Kui pawed through those things like crazy. Suddenly he saw a scroll and when he was about to unroll it,


    Lin Yun raised his eyebrows and cried, ¡°Stop!¡±


    ¡°Hahaha, the hidden weapon must be in it.¡±


    Ma Kui just ignored Lin Yun and tried to unroll it.


    Boom!


    With a fierce wind sprung up, the Flower Burial Sword was rotating in Lin Yun¡¯s palm fast!


    And the next moment Lin Yun already stabbed at Ma Kui.


    The blade took Lin Yun to fly instantly while the scabbard hit Ma Kui who was trying to turn around badly.


    Pfff!


    Ma Kui spitted out a mouthful of blood and got blown away and then fell down to the ground.


    Everything happened in an instant. No one expected Lin Yun who looked rather calm would start a fight.


    And with such a deadly move!


    ¡°Flowing Wind Swordplay!¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s the lethal move, Swords Rotating to Make Winds!¡±


    Someone recognized it and shouted, which aroused a big stir.


    So the rumor that someone said Lin Yun¡¯s Flowing Wind Swordplay was false collapsed of itself.


    ¡°Lin Yun, I won¡¯t unfold the scroll. Let me just have a check, OK?¡±


    The judge picked the scroll up and asked Lin Yun.


    Lin Yun nodded, meaning he agreed.


    After rubbing and feeling for some time, the judge made his own judgment and came before Ma Kui.


    ¡°This is just a common scroll. If you don¡¯t believe me, you can check it yourself.¡±


    After taking over the scroll, Ma Kui felt it carefully. And the longer he felt it, the more darkened his face became. And when he made sure it was really an ordinary scroll with nothing in, his face was totally pale.


    Bam! The scroll in his hand fell on the ground.


    On thinking of what he had just said, he totally panicked now, and looked down the arena helplessly.


    Those who sided him and shouted for him now all felt ashamed and lowered their heads to avoid any eye contacts with Ma Kui.


    Till now, anyone who dared to support would really be a laughing stick.


    The hot sun was shining over the head, while Ma Kui was full of cold sweat and felt cold in his heart.


    ¡°Junior brother Lin Yun, I¡­am sorry to have offended you. I am a rough man. I didn¡¯t mean to. No, no, I mean senior brother Lin Yun. Senior brother¡­¡±


    Ma Kui was incoherent, and his face looked extremely awful.


    After putting on his robe, Lin Yun walked away without even looking at Ma Kui, leaving only two words,


    ¡°Kneel down!¡±

 C32. Save the Power

    ¡°Kneel down!¡±


    Those two words came out of Lin Yun¡¯s mouth lightly, but they were like a giant tock hitting on Ma Kui¡¯s chest.


    Kneel or not kneel?


    It was a hard decision for Ma Kui to make.


    A man only kneeled to his parents and masters. This was a huge humiliation.


    But if not, it meant he would eat his words in front of everyone.


    The only hope was that Lin Yun was kind enough to forgive him.


    But now Lin Yun even didn¡¯t look at him and asked him to keep his words directly.


    Riding on a wall, Ma Kui felt frustrated.


    Those who had spoken for him now all kept their mouths shut.


    But he asked for it, so he could only have himself to blame.


    Plop!


    Feeling wronged, Ma Kui kneeled on  the arena, ¡°Sorry to have offended you, senior brother Lin. I hope you can forgive me and give me a chance.¡±


    Everyone was in uproar and shocked by this scene.


    A senior outer disciple kneeled to Lin Yun who had ever been a sword slave and asked for forgiveness.


    What if he didn¡¯t do it¡­


    Ma Kui¡¯s aggressive attitude before, Lin Yun took it all. Everything happened for a reason. If he hadn¡¯t been so hard on Lin Yun, he wouldn¡¯t have put himself in such a dilemma.


    If he wanted to keep his words like a man, he had to kneel down even if his legs were broken.


    Ma Kui looked at Lin Yun carefully, but found that Lin had no plan to let him get up.


    He got a little angry and tried to stand up.


    Crack!


    A cold killing momentum was felt on Lin Yun¡¯s body.


    It was the Flower Burying Sword in Lin Yun¡¯s hand, which kept shaking for a moment.


    This reminded Ma Kui of that lightning-like prick before.


    Ma Kui was terrified, for fearing that Lin Yun would turn around and chop his head off the moment he stood up.


    Cold sweat was dripping from his forehead, and his kneeling body was also shaking.


    ¡°Don¡¯t make a fool of yourself. Get off the arena now!¡±


    At this time, the judge cried.


    Ma Kui felt much relieved on hearing that and immediately got up and jumped off the arena.


    Lin Yun turned around and put all those spiritual stones, treasures and the scroll into his Storage Bag.


    Then the judge announced that Lin Yun won!


    Till now Lin Yun had 13 wins in a row.


    According to the rules that anyone who had a winning streak would get extra point, it was no doubt that Lin Yun would advance to the next round.


    ¡°Make yourfelt prepared. Don¡¯t put it in mind.¡±


    On seeing Lin Yun¡¯s face remained unchanged, the judge guessed he must feel aweful now, so he tried to comfort him.


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    ¡°Thank you.¡±


    Lin Yun responded and then jumped off the arena.


    On seeing him coming their way, those outer disciples all made a way for him.


    A drama was finally over.


    But the mid-year assessment was still on.


    Lin Yun wasn¡¯t affected by that incident. He shuttled between the arenas and tried to abserve the opponents from other teams.


    In team six, he would definitely qualify for the next round.


    Only if he didn¡¯t encounter Zhang Han, he even didn¡¯t have to use his sword.


    Now he should consider about those potential opponents in the second round-the knock out stage.


    In team six, Lin Yun had a winning streak all the way as a dark horse, catching everyone¡¯s eyes.


    But taking a broad view of the whole Qingyun Sect, Lin Yun¡¯s winning streak was not so conspicuous then.


    Because the sect elders had already distributed all those top disciples in different teams.


    So there were quite a few who also had a winning streak in other teams.


    Some even had already got enough points and advanced to the next round ahead of schedule.


    Like Wang Fei in team one, his sword was amazingly fast, which could even made a sword shadow. Before his opponent caught an eye of it, the tip of his sword was already against his opponent¡¯s vital part.


    Those who were teamed up with him almost all quitted.


    He ranked top three among all outer disciples, even higher that Zhou Yun on the list.


    But the real dreadful one should be Hu Zifeng, who topped the list.


    He didn¡¯t have to compete in the group stage at all. Now he was sitting with those inner disciples to watch the fights.


    That was quite reasonable to do so.


    Hu Zifeng had achieved the spectacular eighth level of Martial Practice. Rumor had it that two months ago he had challenged some inner disciples and got more wins that losses.


    So it was a sure thing that he would become an inner disciple this time.


    Lin Yun looked up and saw that Hu Zifeng was meditating with eyes closed, like he had interest of the competitions of this level at all.


    And when he drew back his eyes, he accidentally saw Su Ziyao who was sitting on the platform quietly, without saying anything. But still she attracted tremendous attention. All her peers peeped at her now and then.


    Even those sect elders admired her. And the way they looked at her was filled with revere.


    Like she was the future of their sect.


    She had such unique temperament. Even she didn¡¯t say anything, all her peelers, be it men or women, were all outdone.


    Everyone would suffer an eclipse before her.


    Lin Yun shook his head and then paid his attention on another fight.


    It was Zhou Yun, who made him have a desperate feeling two months ago.


    Compared with the angry and unconvinced him at that time, Lin Yun became much sensible now. He tried to observe Zhou¡¯s fight, but pity that it wasn¡¯t worth watching at all.


    Zhou Yun had already stood out with the seventh level of Martial Practice. Only standing there, without saying a word, he could already scare off his opponents.


    Some disciple still wanted to challenge him. But before Zhou¡¯s overwhelming momentum, he could barely move his feet.


    ¡°So strong! Judging from his momentum, his cultivation must have improved a lot, maybe quite close to the eighth level.¡±


    Lin Yun frowned. Although Zhou didn¡¯t fight, thought his momentum, Lin could tell he barely stood a chance to defeat him.


    ¡°Lin Yun VS Zhang Han!¡±


    While he was meditating, a judge in team six announced his fight with Zhang Han.


    Lin Yun touched his nose on hearing that. It was really not his day today.


    There were over 200 outer disciples in team six and everyone only needed to have 30 fights. If he was lucky enough, he wouldn¡¯t fight Zhang Han at all.


    The point was Lin Yun still kept a winning streak. With two more wins, he could advance ahead of time.


    ¡°Lin Yun fights Zhang Han!¡±


    ¡°This is awesome! With the seventh level of martial practice, Zhang Han is recognized as top 1.


    ¡°But Lin Yun also has successive wins even without pulling out his sword. He also has the potential.¡±


    ¡°And he used his Flowing Wind Swordplay. So the rumor turns out to be true.¡±


    Those bunch of outer disciples had still clamoured Lin Yun to get lost.


    But now on hearing Lin would fight Zhang Han, they were gathering here again, even more than before.


    Or maybe in those people¡¯s hearts, the wished that Zhang Han could end Lin Yun¡¯s winning streak.


    ¡°What? You wouldn¡¯t use your sword even facing me?¡±


    Zhang Han said that on seeing that Lin Yun was bare-handed.


    But his anger wasn¡¯t shown on his face.


    His strong cultivation made him quite confident.


    Lin Yun ignored him and said to the judge, ¡°I quit.¡±


    ¡°He quitted?¡±


    ¡°Seriously? How could he quit?¡±


    ¡°Is the sword slave joking us? Such a rare chance he could fight Zhang Han and he quitted?¡±


    ¡°Such a coward! He only bullies those with sixth level of Martial Practice or below.¡±


    On hearing the word ¡°quit¡±, those who wanted to see them fight burst into anger.


    ¡°Are you sure?¡±


    ¡°Absolutely sure.¡±


    Said Lin Yun while nodding.


    He was crystal clear that to fight Zhang Han who was already at the seventh level, he had to use his Flowing Wind Swordplay of Big Achievement if he wanted to win.


    It was not a good thing to show his ace in the hole ahead.


    Besides, it was almost a sure thing that he could advance to the next round.


    ¡°Lin Yun quit! Allow me announce the winner goes to Zhang Han!¡±


    After the judged announced the result, a smile showed on Zhang Han¡¯s face. He turned to Lin Yun and said, ¡°Right, you knew you would advance to the next round for sure. So this is the best option for you. I kind of appreciate you now. Hahaha!¡±


    In Zhang Hao¡¯s point of view, Lin Yun gave up because he knew he was not his match.


    And this undoubtedly showed his power, which made him quite cocky.


    He laughed, straightened his chest and walked off the arena.


    Lin Yun rolled his eyes in his heart. He was totally speechless about Zhang Han¡¯s arrogance.

 C33. His Opponent Is Zhou Yun

    Lin Yun¡¯s abstention had caused a storm of great influence.


    His fight with Zhang Han was supposed to be the best duel of Group Six, which included the previous incident of ¡®deception¡¯, and drew the attention of many disciples from the Outer to the existence of Lin Yun in Group Six.


    His abstention from such a much-anticipated battle naturally caused controversy.


    But the storm passed soon in the full swing of the Midyear Gathering.


    After all, everyone fought their own battle and every group had splendid duels, so the spectacular event continued.


    Lin Yun had three battles then.


    There results were without any exception that the others actively chose to abstain to save their physical strength when they encountered Lin Yun.


    ¡°Congratulations, according to the extra points that you¡¯ve gained before in your winning streak. You are now qualified for the next round, and you don¡¯t have to fight against others.¡±


    After winning the seventeenth battle, the referee informed Lin Yun.


    It could not be better that he did not have to fight the remaining thirteen duels.


    Lin Yun completely idled down; he started to wander among different groups in order to learn more about his opponents of the next round in advance.


    He had a better understanding of the whole Outer after watching others fight.


    There was formidable adversaries in every group, whose existence also led him to dread.


    The reasons was that he only joined the Outer lately.


    His cultivation could not keep pace with others. The first three in each group had almost achieved the seventh-level cultivation of martial art, and some of them might be hiding their trump cards like him.


    Thinking of it, he had hidden the trump card of the superior Flowing Wind Swordplay, and so did Zhang Han.


    ¡°My trump cards were not enough.¡±


    Lin Yun came to a conclusion after he watched several battles.


    With his current capability, he was worried that he had no grasp of winning and becoming a disciple of Inner.


    One reason was that his cultivation was inadequate; the other was his unique skills were not enough.


    Neither of the two reasons could be achieved in a short time and it would take time to settle.


    Those formidable opponents like Zhang Han and Wang Ning had been cultivated for at least two to three years in the Outer.


    He only took two months to make his current achievement after joining the Outer.


    Lin Yun could be regarded as a miracle in Qingyun Sect.


    Above all, he used to be the Sword Slave at the lowest social status, which made his achievements even more incredible.


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    The light of the setting sun faded away as night approached.


    All group matches were declared over.


    The eighty people who were qualified to compete for positions as disciples of Inner had been selected out, and they stood under the hathpace.


    The patriarch and some elders granted their rewards.


    And the forty lower-ranking disciples began to draw lots one after another.


    Due to his abstention as well as his quality, which was not prominent among the eighty, Lin Yun was also ranked among the last forty.


    According to practice of the Sect, people who went to draw lots would surely feel uneasy.


    The person who chose Hu Zifeng, the First of the Outer, would definitely be dumbfounded on the spot.


    ¡°Congratulations, Wang Lang, you chose the No.1 disciple of the Outer, Hu Zifeng!¡±


    Just when Lin Yun was pondering, one of the elders read out the name of someone¡¯s chosen opponent on the hathpace.


    The man suddenly turned pale, he staggered a few steps and almost fell down.


    There were four rounds of the knockout match. And a single failure would result in loss of opportunity.


    The eighth-leveled cultivation of martial art was dreadful, which was an impassable gap indeed.


    All the other disciples who hadn¡¯t drawn their lots were obviously relieved, and turned to look at that unlucky guy with a creepy smile.


    ¡°Thank you, elders.¡±


    Wang Lang muddled along without any aim, looking depressed as all his effort this year was in vain.


    He had to wait for another year to be an interior disciple.


    ¡°Lin Yun, come up here and draw the lot.¡±


    Hearing the call of elders on the platform, Lin Yun went up quickly towards the box of lottery.


    The qualified disciples of the Outer in the front row were standing in line under the platform.


    And there were more than two thousand unqualified disciples standing in density around a hundred meters behind.


    It was such a great honor to stand on the stage with the attention of all people.


    Lin Yun handed his lot to the elders, and then stood there waiting quietly.


    After a short pause, the elder announced with a strange facial expression: ¡°Congratulations, Lin Yun, you just chose the No.5 disciple of the Outer, Zhou Yun!¡±


    His announcement caused an uproar.


    ¡°Come on! What a coincidence!¡±


    ¡°Tut-tut, what a lucky Sword Slave! He chose Zhou Yun in the first round of the knockout.¡±


    ¡°If memory serves me correctly, he was humiliated by Zhou Yun in Trigger Hall before, and he said he would challenge him in two months.¡±


    ¡°Seems like you got what you wanted, ha-ha. Let¡¯s see how he can abstain from the non-renounceable knockout match this time.


    It was beyond everyone¡¯s expectation that Lin Yun would pick his sworn enemy, Zhou Yun by luck.


    Zhang Han, who was standing close to Zhou Yun, chuckled slightly: ¡°Senior Zhou, I didn¡¯t expect that you were chosen by the Sword Slave. I heard that you two had a bit of a history?¡±


    ¡°I don¡¯t care. Whatever grudge the Sword Slave used to hold against me cannot change the result that he will be completely defeated.¡±


    Zhou Yun said coldly with a straight face.


    ¡°Huh, that¡¯s ominous. Ma Kui, the one who was on his knees, also said that before.¡±


    Zhang Han took pleasure in the so-called coincidence, and continued to ridicule him.


    Chuu!


    As soon as his voices faded away, he sensed a piercing stare towards him.


    It was Zhou Yun, who suddenly turned sullen.


    All of a sudden, enormous pressure hit Zhang Han fiercely like tsunami.


    How powerful!


    There was only a fine line between him and the eighth-level martial art.


    ¡°Are you comparing me with the wreck, Ma Kui? Are you laughing at my strength, or are you satirizing that I would get down on my knees as well?¡±


    Zhou Yun said coldly.


    Zhang Han smiled embarrassedly and said in a hurry: ¡°I dare not, I promise. You are being too serious, Senior Zhou.¡±


    ¡°Then just shut up!¡±


    Zhou Yun only responded with a snort.


    The Outer disciples nearby had all perceived Zhou Yun¡¯s homicidal intent. Even Hu Zifeng, who stood in the first place, looked at him curiously.


    Knowing the mighty power of Zhou Yun, they looked at Lin Yun on the stage and shook their heads slightly.


    Lin Yun was also taken aback by the result.


    But with a calm state of mind, he knew that things would be invariably unavoidable, and he would do his best.


    After all, it was too early to be sure of who the winner is.


    Chuu!


    At the moment of his looking up, Lin Yun¡¯s gaze met Zhou Yun¡¯s.


    They contended with each other and neither gave way to the other.


    The tensed connection of their eyesight filled other disciples with a sense of anxiety.


    ¡°Menial Sword Slave!¡±


    Anger welled up within Zhou Yun. How arrogant the Sword Slave was to provoke him on the spot!


    He only considered the challenge two months ago as a joke.


    If it wasn¡¯t for Su Ziyao that day, he would have defeated Lin Yun easily.


    It was unexpected that two months later, Lin Yun chose him in the knockout round in front of the whole Sect.


    The commanding eye contact of Lin Yun made him feel out of sorts in front of thousands of people in the Sect.


    ¡°Well, you may leave now.¡±


    The elder of the Sect saw that they were secretly saving up strength and neither of them would admit defeat. Realizing the tension between them, he interrupted the bout of their imposing manner.


    Lin Yun knew that this would be a desperate fight.


    The result of failure may not be just the elimination of him.


    ¡±


    After all the lots were drawn, the elder said: ¡°Well, the random draw is over. All of you have been fighting for a whole day in the group stage, so you must be exhausted now. Some of you were even seriously injured and cannot recover in a short period. Therefore, we have decided that the knockout will begin fifteen days later. We hope you all have a good rest and fight at your best without regret.¡±


    Fifteen days?


    Lin Yun was slightly stunned. It was supposed to be a five-day break, so something unexpected must have happened this year.


    The serious injury of some unknown disciples added ten days of rest, which might be the chance of a lifetime for him.


    Lin Yun began to think about the strategies to deal with his opponent after returning to the wooden hut.


    He could not estimate Zhou Yun¡¯s strength because he did not show his abilities in the group match.


    He could only tell that there was a fine line between his quality and eighth-level cultivation.


    He just entered the realm of sixth-level martial art, and it was already hard for him to face the seventh.


    His was under higher pressure when facing Zhou Yun, a martial artist who had almost achieved eighth-level cultivation.


    The imposing pressure brought by a higher realm was as heavy as chaos, and he might not even be able to move if his vigour was suppressed.


    Even with the superior Flowing Wind Swordplay, he did not have a grasp of winning.


    ¡°No, I need another trump card to compete with him.¡±


    Speaking of trump cards, the incomplete copy of Innate Martial Art, The Fist Position of Tigers and Dragons immediately popped up in Lin Yun¡¯s mind.

 C34. The Commanding Presence of Dragons and Tigers

    The innate martial skill called the Fist Positions of Dragons and Tigers!


    With the word innate, it must be a skill intended for those who had reached the Innate Realm.


    Little did Lin Yun know about the Innate Realm.


    If it hadn¡¯t been for those incomplete copies that he had learnt from, he might have known even less.


    But it was needless to explain how powerful the Innate Realm was.


    It was said that only the Patriarch of the Qingyun Sect had reached the Innate Realm, but no one could verify its authenticity.


    With Lin Yun¡¯s present horizon, it was inconceivable how the innate martial artists made their achievements as described.


    Looking at the incomplete copies in his hand, Lin Yun was awe-struck.


    ¡°Take a look first.¡±


    In order to achieve the result of surpassing Zhou Yun, it was a worthy try even if it was an adventure.


    ¡°The first move of the Fist Positions of Dragons and Tigers was called the Commanding Presence of Dragons and Tigers. The dragon was an ancient mythical creature that could fly in the sky and dive deep into the sea with its omnipotence. It could soar through the highest sky and compete with the rosefinch, as well as diving into the bottom of the ocean as the dominator. There was an ancient mythical creature named White Tiger, which was the king of all animals on land. No one dared to compete with them among the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers. The wind came with the dragon, and the clouds came with the tiger. The Gathering of the Wind and Cloud served as the foil to the Commanding Presence of Dragons and Tigers.¡±


    Merely the first move had made Lin Yun feel a bit soul-stirring and excited.


    The person, who created these Fist Positions, had the talent that had reached the peak of perfection and great courage that could conquer everything.


    The dragon, either in the sky or in water, had its prestige as the dominator. However, its almighty power would be slightly inferior only on land. Once combined with that of tigers, there would be no deficiency whatsoever.


    Fighting for the throne through the most severe trials, and no one dared to compete!


    The so-called Commanding Presence of Dragons and Tigers is, namely, a fusion of both, which would completely frighten all other creatures by its coercion of momentum.


    ¡°How extraordinary the Commanding Presence of Dragons and Tigers is!¡±


    A trace of excitement appeared on Lin Yun¡¯s face. If he could master a bit of the Commanding Presence of Dragon and Tiger, he wouldn¡¯t dread Zhou Yun¡¯s momentum although it was compared favorably with the eighth-level martial art.


    Thinking of Zhou Yun, who had just gained reputation in the group match by his prestige.


    He won streak all the way, which pressed his opponents on at every stage and declared their failure before they even started.


    ¡°The second move was the paces of Dragons and Tigers. It was the bodily method incarnated by the posture of these two creatures, which included nine steps in total. Every step was implied with the power of them which could derive the anomalies of dragons rising and tigers leaping after the nine steps. And the third move¡­¡±


    Lin Yun continued reading, but the copy of that Fist Positions of Dragons and Tigers was severely fragmentary. There was no complete method of practice even for the first move.


    But it was beyond his expectation that, comparing to the first one, the latter moves had less recordation. And some of them were even directly omitted.


    After reading it roughly, Lin Yun had a brief understanding in mind.


    Although it was called the positions of fists, it also included the methods of paces, mental cultivation, the power of sounds as well as the anomalies, which was incomparable.


    No wonder that the Head repeatedly warned him not to practice blindly. It could only be used to broaden his vision and perceive the essence of martial art.


    Any one of those moves involved a lot, which included the corresponding methods of mental cultivation and paces.


    ¡°But I can study the Dragon and Tiger Fist carefully. I have the picture of the Fierce Tiger with Roses. And I had swallowed the Internal Elixir of the piebald tiger. I also practiced the highest level of the Fist Positions of Tigers, so I got some tips of grasping its power. The only thing that I need to improve is the power of dragons¡­¡±


    Lin Yun calmly thought to himself. He had excellent qualifications, so it was such a pity if he did not practice the Commanding Presence of Dragon and Tiger.


    ¡°I still remember there was a Candlelit Dragon Statue at the Entrance Hall of the Sect. People said that the sculpture was penetrating and majestic. I might as well go and have a look as well.¡±


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    But he did not have to master the Commanding Presence of Dragon and Tiger completely. Lin Yun thought that it would be enough to practice a bit of it.


    At the thought of this, Lin Yun left the wooden hut and immediately rushed to the Entrance Hall of the Sect.


    He saw the towering Candlelit Dragon Statue standing still after a while.


    There were many passers-by in front of the Entrance Hall of the Sect. But no one would stay there except the sweeper.


    Lin Yun observed carefully and only saw the Candlelit Dragon Statue, which was a hundred meters high, and was indeed majestic and penetrating.


    Only a simple glance of it could bring about tremendous pressure.


    Dragon was a mythical creature like the statue of god, which could not be stared at by ordinary people for long.


    Real dragons did exist in this world. Lin Yun, who stood before altar the statue, lighted three incense sticks as a token of his veneration.


    ¡°No offense.¡±


    After putting his palms together devoutly, Lin Yun quietly stepped back towards the most flourishing place of the power of that dragon a hundred meters away.


    He looked into the eyes of the Candlelit Dragon, and felt stressed-out within a few glances.


    The Candlelit Dragon Statue existed since the establishment of the Sect, and it had been worshipped by countless disciples for hundreds of years.


    Although it was merely a statue, its power which had been accumulating for years was still uneasy for ordinary people to contend with.


    The internal Fist Positions of Tigers of Lin Yun was brought into play quietly as the spirit of tigers in the mysterious picture was simulated in his mind.


    The consummate fist of tigers matched with the spirit of tigers in the mysterious picture.


    For a moment, under the pressure of the Candlelit Dragon Statue, the power of tigers in Lin Yun¡¯s body reached its unprecedented peak.


    Whoo!


    A fierce gale sprang up with clouds of dust and leaves dancing in chaos before the Entrance Hall of the Sect.


    ¡°What the hell, where is the heavy wind coming from?¡±


    The sweeper narrowed his eyes with the broom in his hands. He complained in a low voice as he watched the ground that had just been swept falling into disorder again.


    The white clouds rolling tier upon tier were gathering from all directions in the sky above Lin Yun¡¯s head.


    The winds came with the dragon, and the clouds came with the tiger!


    Lin Yun was ecstatic, and instantly brought to mind the first method of mental cultivation of the Fist Positions of Dragons and Tigers. And the current situation was almost the same as the secret recorded in the book.


    However, what the book had recorded were ten thousand miles of clouds and nine days¡¯ of fierce winds, which were much more tremendous than this.


    Lin Yun¡¯ thoughts collapsed as if electricity under the anomalies.


    The first method of mental cultivation gradually grew clearer in his mind, as he was suddenly enlightened.


    But just by the time of winds and clouds began to gather as the response to the Commanding Presence of Dragon and Tiger, the internal mysterious existence that Lin Yun did not know let out a cold hum of discontent.


    Crack!


    The Candlelit Dragon Statue peeled off layer upon layer and then collapsed without warning.


    Suddenly, the wind scattered the clouds.


    Only the crash of the Candlelit Dragon Statue was deafening.


    The disciples passing by were all astonished and stiffened one after another.


    The Candlelit Dragon Statue, which was majestic just now, turned into rubbles and vanished.


    ¡°Damn!¡±


    Lin Yun was frightened, because the Candlelit Dragon Statue existed when the Sect was established.


    Once it collapsed, he would be in great trouble under investigation.


    Whizzing!


    While he was pondering over it, the door of the Entrance Hall opened. The Young Patriarch Bai Yufan walked out accompanied by a group of elders.


    They turned pale at the sight of that collapsed Candlelit Dragon Statue.


    ¡°How could this happen?¡±


    ¡°The Candlelit Dragon Statue stood still with our Sect until now, how could it collapse without any reason?¡±


    ¡°An evil sign!¡±


    ¡°Be sure to find out what happened!¡±


    Lin Yun kept calm and was about to leave quietly.


    ¡°You are Lin Yun?¡±


    As soon as he was ready to escape, the Young Patriarch Bai Yufan saw him called out his name.


    Did he figure out it was me?


    Lin Yun walked forward with a trace of uneasiness, and then answered calmly: ¡°Yes, Young Patriarch. It¡¯s me.¡±


    ¡°You don¡¯t seem like a regular to me. Do you know what happened, or how the Candlelit Dragon Statue broke into pieces?¡±


    The Young Patriarch Bai Yufan looked at Lin Yun and raised his voice.


    ¡°I have no idea. It fell into pieces not long after I finished offering incenses and left. I¡¯m also startled, and I really don¡¯t know what had happened.¡±


    Lin Yun tried to remain calm and answered ¡°truthfully¡±.


    Bai Yufan nodded: ¡°You may leave now. Do not tell others what happened today. Prepare yourself for the second round of our midyear assessment, you still stand a chance. All of you are dismissed now. Do not spread the incident of the Candlelit Dragon Statue casually!¡±


    ¡°Yes, Sir.¡±


    It seemed that Bai Yufan was only impressed by him in the midyear assessment.


    And did not associate him with the collapsed statue.


    ¡°I looked out of the window before, and saw the gathering of winds and clouds, which seemed to have been caused by an innate expert as he was passing by. Could it be the momentum of that expert collided with the power of the dragon, which had caused the collapse of that Candlelit Dragon Statue?¡±


    ¡°That stand a good chance. I¡¯m just wondering who the expert was that passed by Qingyun Sect for no reason.


    Lin Yun was finally relieved when he heard some elders of the Sect discussing when he was about to leave.


    From their perspective, a small potato like him was impossible to be connected with the collapse of that Candlelit Dragon Statue.


    Was it really none of my business?


    Lin Yun looked back at the pieces of the collapsed Candlelit Dragon, and saw what used to be its glowering eyes had crumbled into ashes.


    Never mind. It did not matter whether it was related to me or not.


    More importantly, he had succeeded in grasping the secret of the Commanding Presence of Dragons and Tigers from the previous gathering of winds and clouds.


    Lin Yun couldn¡¯t wait to try before he returned the wooden hut.


    He deeply imprinted the Power of the Candlelit Dragon in his mind and repeatedly pondered over in order to complement the mental cultivation methods of the Commanding Presence of Dragon and Tiger.


    With the idea in his mind, he stood before the wooden hut and then closed his eyes to meditate.


    The sun rose and set, and the clouds were gathering and spreading.


    Lin Yun stood there and thought hard for two days until the light of the rising sun sprinkled on his face on the third day.


    Suddenly, he opened his eyes and had a flash in his sight.


    The mental cultivation method of the first move of the Fist Positions of Dragons and Tigers, which was complemented, was brought into play in his body with his internal power. The Candlelit Dragon and the White Tiger appeared in his mind at the same time.


    He lifted his leg and took a step.


    The winds and clouds began gathering together in an instant, as if the Dragon and Tiger were showing their power.


    The big tree a hundred meters away exploded with a loud crash in an instant, destroying the grass on the ground, leaving everywhere miraculously free from dust or fallen leaves. Next chapter -> Where the Flowers Bloom</a>

 C35. Where the Flowers Bloom

    ¡°It¡¯s done!¡±


    Looking at the scene before him, a hint of delight appeared on Lin Yun¡¯s face.


    Compared to the thousands of miles of clouds and nine days¡¯ of heavy winds in that book, the Commanding Presence of Dragons and Tigers was inappreciable.


    But for Lin Yun, it was quite enough.


    With this move, Lin Yun was confident that he had acquired the power of surpassing others even when facing martial artists of the eighth level.


    Lin Yun was so excited that he could not express it.


    Unexpectedly, he had successfully complemented the cultivation methods of the incomplete innate copies within two days.


    No one could tell what would happen if the news were spread.


    Of course, he would not have succeeded without a hitch except his comprehension. There were more important reasons.


    The first reason was that he had already became a top-level master of the Fist Position of Tigers, and he owned the mysterious painting scroll. He could use the Power of Tigers skillfully that no one in the Sect could compete with him.


    The second reason was that he succeeded in arousing the Gathering of Winds and Clouds before the Candled Dragon Statue in the Entrance Hall of the Sect, which enlightened him and helped him understand the artistic conception.


    What¡¯s more, the Commanding Presence of Dragons and Tigers was not a fatal move, thus it was not incomplete that much.


    Lin Yun would not be so successful without any one of the above-mentioned conditions.


    ¡°Merely the Presence can be so dreadful! How amazing will it be when the Fist Positions are fully displayed?¡±


    Looking at the big tree that was cut off by the Commanding Presence of Dragons and Tigers, and the ground that seemed to have been washed by the rain, Lin Yun exclaimed slightly.


    The Fist Positions were perfectly working for him.


    It was a pity that it was only an incomplete copy, from which it was difficult to learn a single move of the Commanding Presence of Dragons and Tigers.


    During the next three days, Lin Yun was practicing the Commanding Presence of Dragons and Tigers hard, and he didn¡¯t want to be freewheeling. At least, he needed to give full play of it smoothly under the Impasse, and he had to achieve a minor success in fifteen days.


    It was hard to have the extra trump card, which helped him gain confidence for the fight with Zhou Yun.


    He would definitely take a good grasp of it!


    ¡°Senior Lin, here¡¯s a letter for you.¡±


    Five days a passed by in a flash, Lin Yun suddenly received a letter when he got up in the morning.


    ¡°Who is it from?¡±


    ¡°The messenger did not mention it. Now if you¡¯ll excuse me, Senior.¡±


    The visitor smiled and left immediately.


    It was strange how he could have other acquaintances in the Skywater Kingdom. The identity of the original owner was an orphan and he had no relatives.


    When Lin Yun opened the letter, his doubt in mind was untied.


    The auction!


    The letter was sent by Tong Hu, the boss of the Treasure Cabinet in Whitewater City.


    The ten Blood Flame Bones he had deposited in Tong Hu¡¯s shop that day had been sent to the auction, and would be openly auctioned soon.


    ¡°I almost forgot it.¡±


    Lin Yun received the letter as if he was absorbed in thoughts. The Blood Flame Bones were the original materials of the Magical Weapon, the Blood Flame Armor, whose value was immeasurable.


    He had great expectations for this.


    ¡°It seems a visit¡¯s in order.¡±


    He left the Sect after packing up.


    Lin Yun, who had the Goose Script with him, did not rent a steed in the Sect but hurried on with his journey by his bodily method.This story has been unlawfully obtained without the author''s consent. Report any appearances on Amazon.


    He was travelling during the daytime in order to practice the bodily method, and quietly practicing the cultivation method at night.


    Even in outside, Lin Yun didn¡¯t allow himself to truly relax and never forgot to practice hard.


    He would soon achieve the fourth-level of the Pure Yang Kung from its third level in a few days.


    There were altogether five levels in the Pure Yang Kung. The Inner Power was famous for its strength and conciseness, which was extremely difficult to practice.


    However, he was unstintingly generous with the Blood Elixirs and the Low-grade Spirit Stones. His progress was remarkable and he could break though within half a month.


    If the Blood Flame Bone could be sold at a good price.


    Under the circumstance of having consumed a large amount of the Low-grade Spirit Stone, the Pure Yang Kung might also surpass the fifth-level and reach its top.


    Moreover, he also observed the mysterious painting scroll every day to assimilate the spirit of the fierce tiger.


    It took Lin Yun four days before he could see the outline of the White Water City from afar.


    ¡°It seems that I can enter the city in the daytime tomorrow.¡±


    With the sky turning dark, Lin Yun chose a secluded place and stopped going forward.


    He recovered his inner power, which was consumed in the day with the Pure Yang Kung. And then he took out the mysterious painting scroll again.


    In him the tiger sniffed the rose!


    Every time when he saw the words carved on the scroll, Lin Yun would be stunned and ponder for a long time.


    In fact, he did not quite understand what the sentence meant.


    The scroll was opened little by little.


    Bang!


    With the wind blowing in ears, the fierce tiger in the painting was roaring as usual. It penetrated into the depth of his heart with the intention of eating people.


    Boom!


    One more look would be like a thump in his heart, causing extreme discomfort.


    Now Lin Yun was much more capable than he used to be.


    At the beginning, he would shake in his shoes at the mere sight of the scroll.


    At that moment, the Fist Position of Tigers was secretly working. He was staring at the fierce tiger that kept coming forward.


    He was immersed in it and went beyond himself.


    Chuu!


    He wasn¡¯t aware when a touch of the arc of his sword light burst out from the painting, which was ignited before him, and lit up the night sky.


    ¡°Arc of the sword!¡±


    Lin Yun exclaimed to himself, he was so excited that he almost threw away the painting scroll.


    He saw it again, there was indeed an arc of the sword!


    Once he had seen an arc of the sword flash across painting scroll, which was never found again.


    He thought it was his hallucination. But today, the reappearance of that arc made him excited and rendered him speechless.


    Lin Yun held his breath and restrained his tension to endure the great pressure brought by the arc.


    He was trying hard to keep his inner peace.


    He wanted to see, and he must see clearly where the arc came from.


    The arc dissipated little by little before him, and he gradually concentrated his sight on the painting scroll.


    When the arc completely dissipated, Lin Yun turned pale. The painting scroll had changed. Something that had never been seen before appeared in the centre of it.


    One more person appeared.


    The man dressed in a blue robe, with his body leaning to one side, held the sword in his left hand and pointed at the sky. His spread out his right palm and thrust forward, with a rose blooming in his palm.


    He looked casual and unhurried with poetic charm, which was free and uninhibited.


    The artistic conception of the picture was completely different with the one more person.


    The fierce tiger in that painting was still roaring through the air with its power that could conquer the mountains and rivers. But it had changed its target from Lin Yun, who was outside the painting, to the rose in the palm of the person inside.


    He could even picture the fierce tiger conquering mountains and rivers the next moment.


    Closing his eyes, he seemed to see the picture of it sniffing the rose tenderly.


    The fierce tiger was huge, which had occupied most of the whole area on the paper. But the person in the picture was just a small point in the center.


    But he could tell who the master was and who the subordinate was from a glance.


    A sound suddenly raised in his ears when Lin Yun was still in shock, and the man in the painting began to move.


    ¡°Where the Flowers Bloom!¡±


    The rose in his palm floated up, as the man took the sword with his right hand and brandished in the air.


    The rose fell on the tip of the sword with dazzling brilliance. At that moment, he was as calm as the water.


    The infinite power of the sword burst out form his body, which exceeded a hundred times the fierce tiger before.


    He was more brilliant than the stars, and he was comparable to the moon with thousands of rays of light around him. It seemed that the mountains and rivers would tremble under his feet as his sword fell.


    But it could not be seen. His swordplay was so fast that Lin Yin couldn¡¯t hear what he said clearly.


    When he put the sword back, petals were falling. Deep purples and bright reds formed a blaze of colour.


    In a sudden, he looked back and smiled, which made the flowers blush.


    Drawing out his sword, he jumped into the air.


    The petals of flowers and his sword turned into a fierce tiger rushing out of the painting, with the imposing manner of conquering mountains and rivers.


    Boom!


    Lin Yun was frightened, and dropped the painting on the ground, as if awakening from a dream.


    Looking up, he only saw the star-studded sky.


    And it was dark about, with no flowers or anyone brandishing his sword.


    Lin Yun was stunned and speechless as if he was out of his wits.


    He did not know where he was at that moment.


    In his mind, it was the man who turned around with his sword and his elegant demeanor.


    He settled back into concentration after a long time, and then bent over to pick up the painting scroll.


    In another look, the fierce tiger was still there with a man in front of it. He was holding a rose in one hand, and his sword in the other. The overwhelming tiger was sniffing the flower tenderly, which formed a contrast with its vigour.


    The man had always been there. The picture hadn¡¯t changed, only his sight was blocked by the fierce tiger before.


    He did not see the sword or the flower because of the fierce tiger.


    In him the tiger sniffed the rose! Lin Yun comprehended it and benefited a lot.


    What¡¯s more wonderful was that there was a set of swordsmanship hidden in the painting, but no matter how hard he tried to recall, he could only remember a pithy formula, ¡°Where the Flowers Bloom¡±.


    Shoot!


    Lin Yun rolled the scroll up, and took the Buried Flower Sword out of its sheath. He kept practicing without saying a word in darkness.


    ¡°Where the Flowers Bloom! Where the Flowers Bloom!¡±


    As the arc of his sword flashed, he muttered as if possessed by the demon. Next chapter -> The Value of Blood Flame Bones</a>

 C36. The Value of Blood Flame Bones

    Where the flowers bloom!


    For the whole night, Lin Yun was busy practicing swordsmanship and pondering this pithy formula.


    The swordsmanship used by the man clad in black impressed him so deeply, even made him behave as if someone possessed.


    He had no idea how many times he had practiced but failed to learn about its true essence.


    Lin Yun had figured out nothing until the daybreak.


    Watching the sunrise, Lin Yun took a long breath in sullenness.


    He had always been so confident in his comprehension.


    However, he merely memorized one move, whose nature he still had no clue about.


    With a glimpse in unconsciousness, Lin Yun caught a delicate bedewed wild flower showing its glamour in the sunshine.


    Walking slowly towards it, Lin Yun picked the flower and put it in his palm.


    He was recalling the moves of the man in black.


    The flower floated away from his palm with a shake urged by his inner force.


    Lin Yun, taking the sword with his right hand, made a slash ferociously while the flower landing on the sword¡¯s tip...


    His posture, which was nearly the same as that of the man in the painting, couldn¡¯t hurt the enemy at all.


    ¡°What a fool!¡±


    Lin Yun shook his head after the self- blame. The wild flower was torn into pieces with a vibration of the tip of his sword.


    Had he done something wrong?


    In him the tiger sniffs the rose.


    This sentence popped in Lin Yun¡¯s mind all of a sudden.


    ¡°So it is!¡±


    It dawned on Lin Yun that it was unnecessary for him to imitate the man in black.


    The flower is an artistic conception, rather than a real object.


    Boom!


    He suddenly emitted a compelling aura, like a fierce tiger in rampage.


    The final perfection of the fist position of tigers had been revealed thoroughly.


    Where the flower blooms!


    According to the swordsmanship kept in his mind, Lin Yun acted it out with the compelling aura.


    His moves turned weird in an instant.


    His aura was overwhelming, like a tiger in rampage forcing all the beasts to surrender, it actually became gentle and delicate under the guidance of the Flowers Burying Sword, floating slowly and carefully forward.


    The two completely opposite kinds of aura merged closely with the assistance of the Flower Burying Sword.


    His eyes, following the move of the sword, always landed on the tip.


    All the things around him were disappearing gradually into the darkness except for tip of his sword.


    He seized the chance and brandished his sword.


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    Whoosh!


    The enormous inner strength and tiger-like aura instantly vanished.


    A rose was blooming quietly on the tip of his sword. The unprecedented aura suddenly burst out as soon as the blossom formed.


    However, it couldn¡¯t last.


    Flop! Lin Yun almost fell over after several unsteady steps.


    Inserting the Flower Burying Sword in the soil, he was out of breath.


    All of his inner power had been consumed by this move.


    Weariness could be observed from his pale face.


    Basking in the light of the rising sun, his eyes were sparkling with pleasure.


    ¡°So it is. As the first move of the Rose Swordsmanship, where the flower blooms meant defeating your heart. Only by conquering the tiger in your heart, could you transform the aura to the sword.


    It was easier said than done.


    Lin Yun was almost exhausted after a mere attempt. This move involves the aura, mood and one¡¯s ability in self-control.


    What did the tiger mean?


    Desire, anger or the demon in his heart.


    If he overexerted, everything would be out of control.


    The bad mood buried in his heart would be multiplied and explode, which would lead to the so-called possessed by the devil.


    ¡°Once scratched the surface of the swordsmanship, he would not make detours any more. What he needed to do next was to get familiar with the move gradually, thus making it his ace in the hole!¡±


    After a rest, he gathered his strength.


    Unsheathing the sword, Lin Yun left for Bai Shui City with satisfaction.


    He could arrive there in less than 2 hours by using the Wild Goose Script if his inner power hadn¡¯t been worn out.


    But now, he had to go on foot.


    It took him four hours to get to Wan Bao Pavilion.


    ¡°I thought you wouldn¡¯t make it, bro!¡±


    Tong Hu greeted Lin Yun with a smile and ardent hospitality.


    A streak of haste, which he tried his best to control, skimmed across his eyes.


    Without further ado, Lin Yun handed the five Blood Fire Bones over to him.


    He was too wise to trust the businessman completely, so he kept the other half to himself.


    ¡°Great! This is the contract of bailment. You can sign if there are no objections.¡±


    Tong Hu took out the contract he had prepared long ago happily.


    The contract said Lin Yun has put ten Blood Flame Bones up for sale in Tong Hu¡¯s Wan Bao Pavilion. He would get 10% of the selling price as a reward once sold.


    After signing the contract, Lin Yun asked Tong Hu, ¡°Boss Tong, could you tell me how many inferior spiritual stones I can get by selling ten Blood Flame Bones?¡±


    Since they had shared the same interest now, Tong Hu laughed and answered, ¡°I remember last year, the price of one Blood Fire Bone was equivalent to 5000 inferior spiritual stones.¡±


    ¡°Five thousand!¡±


    Lin Yun cried out in astonishment. It was obviously beyond his expectation.


    With ten Blood Flame Bones, he could buy 50,000 spiritual stones?


    ¡°It seems that you know nothing about the value of magical weapons. The armor made from the Blood Flame Bones is at the top level. Soft and light as it is, you can bear the attack of the warriors at eighth or ninth level when wearing it.¡±


    ¡°As for the warriors at the seventh level, they are impossible to hurt you.¡±


    Tong Hu felt satisfied with Lin Yun¡¯s astonished look. ¡°Now you know why Blood Flame Bones are so valuable.¡±


    No wonder it could be sold at such a high price. You could gain an extra life with that armor.


    ¡°That ten Blood Flame Bones would be put up for sale at the same time has shaken the leaders of the four Sects. The bidding must be very fierce then. According to my estimation, one Blood Flame Bone can barter for more than 5000 inferior spiritual stones. Just wait for the good news.¡±


    Tong Hu was exhilarated. He had already spread the news in the market.


    Ten Blood Flame Armors made with ten Blood Fire Bones could greatly promote a Sect¡¯s overall strength.


    It was indeed tempting for the Sect.


    ¡°When will the auction start?¡± Lin Yun lowered his voice.


    ¡°At noon tomorrow. You¡¯re interested?¡±


    ¡°Of course.¡±


    ¡°Ha-ha! Take this VIP card for your convenience.¡±


    Tong Hu took out a sophisticated silver card as he spoke.


    It would be considered as disrespectful to refuse, so Lin Yun accepted it without hesitation.


    50,000 inferior spiritual stones would be ten times enough to requite Su Ziyao¡¯s favor.


    Lin Yun sighed to himself. He would never forget his promise.


    His obsessiveness could be fulfilled by that.


    The next day, Lin Yun arrived at the auction by noon.


    As the most prosperous place within the Bai Shui City, there were various shops on both sides of the road with a lot of warriors walking about.


    A large number of top-level warriors, including many warriors above the seventh level, crowded into the salesroom to attend the significant auction.


    Lin Yun took out the silver VIP card and handed it to a servant when entering the gate.


    A butler came up at once and greeted him warmly.


    ¡°This way please, Mr. Lin. Boss Tong has told me about your coming and asked me to entertain you as an honoured guest. Please come this way.¡± the butler in black smiled with a streak of surprise flickering in his eyes.


    It was out of his expectation that Boss Tong¡¯s honored guest was actually so young, whose martial skills were not as powerful as he thought, at most the sixth level.


    The disciples of the four Sects were, at least, at the seventh level.


    With a glimpse of the hall, Lin Yun estimated that there must have been over a thousand people present. Feeling a little crowded, Lin Yun was worried there might be some trouble given the complicated situation.


    ¡°Please lead me to the private room. And don¡¯t bother with the rest.¡±


    ¡°No problem.¡±Next chapter -> An Antique Sword Box</a>

 C37. An Antique Sword Box

    Compared with the crowded lobby, the private rooms on the first floor were certainly quieter.


    The auction block could be seen clearly from the windows of those private rooms once you looked up a little.


    However, it was difficult for people in the lobby to see the situation of private rooms clearly.


    ¡°Mr. Lin, this is the private room prepared for you. Now if you¡¯ll excuse me.¡±


    The manager ushered Lin Yun into the room, and laughed politely.


    ¡°Wait a minute. Can I still send an item here to attend the auction?¡±


    Lin Yun stopped him, and asked gently.


    ¡°Of course, you can. But, it depends on the value of your item. Items of low value won¡¯t be accepted. ¡±


    Laughed the manager politely as before. Yet, from his lukewarm expression, it was obvious that he didn¡¯t think Lin Yun could take out any valuable item.


    ¡°Ah, I don¡¯t know its value either. It is the horn of the golden bull leader. Would you mind appraising its value for me?¡±


    Lin Yun took out the bull horn and handed it over to him.


    On that day, in order to reach his strength peak in a hopeless situation, he killed the leader of the golden bulls with a punch, and barely escaped.


    As for the value of the bull horn, he really didn¡¯t know.


    ¡°The horn of the golden bull leader?¡±


    With astonishment flashing across his eyes, the manager in black said in a low voice, ¡°Let me see. Oh, it¡¯s really the horn of the golden bull leader! It¡¯s nearly two meters long, whose length can¡¯t be reached by common horns. Besides, it¡¯s obviously much harder and sharper than that of other golden bulls.¡±


    Someone who could be appointed as the manager of auction house must have wide field of vision.


    ¡°Mr Lin, how did you hunt and kill the ferocious and dreadful bull since it always lives and travels in groups?¡±


    After the manager in black confirmed the identity of the item Lin Yun presented to him, the surprise in his eyes couldn¡¯t be concealed any more.


    Without giving the answer, Lin Yun said calmly, ¡°Its value seems high. Then, would you mind helping me send it for the auction? ¡±


    ¡°Okay! I¡¯ll go for the preparation. Mr. Lin, please feel free to tell me if you need anything.¡±


    The manager immediately discarded his contempt towards Lin Yun and walked out of the room respectfully after seeing his generosity.


    Watching on the manager closely, Lin Yun could easily tell the change of his attitude towards him.


    However, he didn¡¯t care. Finding that the auction haven''t started yet, Lin Yun took out four pieces of inferior spiritual stones, and regulated his breath with his eyes closed. Then, he began to practice Pure Yang Script slowly.


    The overbearing Pure Yang Script avariciously absorbed the vigorous Chi contained in spiritual stones. He was going to break through the third level of Pure Yang Script in no time. Four pieces of inferior spiritual stones ran out in an hour, and were put aside casually.


    Lin Yun looked up at the auction block and saw an unexpected graceful and buxom beauty.


    ¡°Hello, everyone! I¡¯m the auctioneer, Qiulan. You can also call me Sis Lan. Welcome to our auction, and I will serve you wholeheartedly.¡±


    Her voluptuous body and sweet smile made her look like a burning flame.


    After that, she slightly bent over, exposing her eye-catching fair skin on her chest, which warmed up the whole auction house.


    ¡°Sis Lan, shall we begin now? We can¡¯t wait any more!¡±


    ¡°Come on! Let¡¯s begin!¡±


    Hearing those seemly implicative words, Qiulan smiled gently, and said in a deep voice, ¡°Take it easy, ladies and gentlemen. Now let me show you the first item of the auction. ¡±


    Crash!


    She stretched out her hand and removed the fiery red hanging of the auction block, revealing a blood red elixir.


    ¡°A Blood Activating Elixir of the premium quality comparable to that of the elixirs made in Sects, whose value is widely known and praiseworthy. Its starting price is five hundred pieces of inferior spiritual stones. The bidding begins now.¡±


    Without exception, the first auction item won¡¯t be the most amazing one, but always the most striking one.


    As the warm-up, Blood Activating Elixir was indeed appropriate.


    Lin Yun kept an eye on it. ¡°The more Blood Activating Elixirs, the better. It''s worth my bidding.¡±Royal Road is the home of this novel. Visit there to read the original and support the author.


    ¡°Five hundred and fifty pieces of spiritual stones!¡±


    ¡°Six hundred pieces!¡±


    ¡°Seven hundred and fifty pieces!¡±


    ¡°One thousand pieces!¡±


    Soon, the price of the Blood Activating Elixir was doubled.


    The scene began to quiet down a little when the price was increased to one thousand pieces of inferior spiritual stones, which was higher than they expected.


    Besides, people who could easily take out one thousand pieces of inferior spiritual stones could not be that simple.


    ¡°One thousand and two hundred pieces!¡±


    Lin Yun offered the price of one thousand two hundred pieces of inferior spiritual stones after a while of thinking.


    ¡°Spiritual stones can¡¯t buy Blood Activating Elixirs most of the time. So he might as well seize this opportunity.¡±


    The extra two hundred pieces of inferior spiritual stones was the last straw that crushed the camel, which immediately caused many hesitant bidders to give up their bidding.


    ¡°One thousand and two hundred pieces of inferior spiritual stones for once, twice ...... and sold!¡±


    Looking towards the direction of Lin Yun, Qiulan, laughed zealously, ¡°Congratulations to the bidder in the private room on the first floor. The Blood Activating Elixir is yours, which will be delivered to your room soon.¡±


    ¡°Alas! I have already figured that Blood Activating Elixir isn''t something we could afford.¡±


    ¡°Every time the price of Blood Activating Elixirs would be raise to more than twice as much as the starting price along with the bidding process.¡±


    ¡°What a pity! With a Blood Activating Elixir, I will break through the fifth level of martial skills right away. ¡±


    ¡°Just wait. There is going to be an auction for Body Refining Elixir later, which will suffice as well.¡±


    There were groans all around the lobby. Yet, no sign of surprise was spotted on the faces of those bidders.


    They knew that it was impossible for them to get the Blood Activating Elixir only with several hundred pieces of spiritual stones.


    Qiulan on the stage thought to herself, ¡°We started out well¡±.


    With their moods uplifted by the Elixir, the warriors¡¯ sentiment was the highest.


    A dozen of auction items were then successfully auctioned off at desirable prices in succession.


    Among those items, there were weaponry, elixirs, cheats, and even monstrous beasts, which included almost everything warriors were interested in.


    Yet, none of those items were attractive for Lin Yun due to his high requirements. In his perspective, none of them were laudable.


    ¡°The following item is the horn of the bull leader, which was provisionally added for the auction!¡±


    Crash!


    The auctioneer, Qiulan lifted the red cloth from the item. The golden horn underneath dazzled under the rendering of jewel-like lights on the ceiling, and drew the attention of the warriors at once.


    ¡°What a sharp bull horn!¡±


    ¡°It is said that the horn of a golden bull can easily break through the defense of monsters of the same rank. It will endow you with overwhelming fighting capacity, with which hardly anyone could be your opponent.¡±


    ¡°Bulls always lives and travels in groups as few as hundreds, as many as thousands. So how did the owner get it?¡±


    The horn was widely discussed among the audience, while in a private room on the first floor, a person immediately turned pale at the sight of the golden horn.


    This person was the young lord of the Yuns, who barely escaped from the Hengyun Mountains.


    ¡°Damn! Who sent it here?¡±


    With a livid and dreadful face, and killing intention spreading, the young lord of the Yuns commanded, ¡°You two, go for an investigation right away, and find out who provisionally sent it here, and where that person is now!¡±


    All guards aside were puzzled, and wondered why their young lord suddenly became so dreadful.


    ¡°Why are you still standing there? Go and investigate, now!¡±


    ¡°Yes, sir!¡±


    Qiulan on the auction block was satisfied with the excitement of the warriors, and she laughed, ¡°We all know it¡¯s hard to get a Magical Weapon. However, a bone sword made from the golden bull horn won¡¯t be much less powerful than one. The starting price of the golden bull horn is two thousand pieces of inferior spiritual stones!¡±


    Many bidders directly gave up their bidding after its starting price was offered.


    It was obvious that the golden horn was not for ordinary people, and only the inner disciples of the Four Grand Sects could afford it.


    As expected, all of its bidders were the distinguished guests in private rooms, and only those ten guests offered their prices in turn.


    Finally, the golden bull horn was auctioned off at three thousand five hundred pieces of inferior spiritual stones.


    ¡°I guess I¡¯m lucky.¡±


    Lin Yun smiled gently. ¡°Three thousand and five hundred pieces of inferior spiritual stones is worthy of my narrow escape from death on that day.¡±


    The next item was interesting since it was carried to the auction block with the joint effort of two brawny men.


    The weight of that item made those two brawny men sweaty, and they let out a sigh of relief after it was put on the auction block.


    ¡°What¡¯s it? And why is it so heavy?¡±


    ¡°Is it a lump of meteoric iron?¡±


    ¡°A heavy weapon?¡±


    ¡°Armor?¡±


    Yet, none of them was right. Against all expectations, the auction item was a sword box.


    What¡¯s more, the box looked decayed with rust on its surface, for which the euphemism is a sword box of classical antiquity, while the bare truth is that it was only a rusty box.


    Seeing this, the audiences offstage obviously became disappointed.


    With an imperturbable expression, Qiulan said softly, ¡°I¡¯m sorry to say that all of you are wrong. This sword box is a valuable item, which was found on the ancient battlefield outside Skywater Kingdom by a venturer who narrowly escaped. It has a history of at least more than three hundred years. And it¡¯s freezing cold inside ......¡±


    When introducing the sword box, even the silver-tongued auctioneer Qiulan didn¡¯t know how to continue either.


    After finishing the introduction to the box, Qiulan offered its starting price--eight hundred pieces of inferior spiritual stones!


    ¡°Rubbish! Are you out of your mind to set its starting price at eight hundred pieces of inferior spiritual stones? ¡±


    ¡°Who will buy such a piece of rubbish?¡±


    ¡°Except for decoration, what else can a sword box be used for?¡±


    ¡°Replace it with another item, now£¡¡±


    Hearing the catcalls in the audience, Qiulan immediately felt embarrassed since the starting price of the sword box was set by the treasure appraisers of the auction house.


    Though they hadn¡¯t studied it thoroughly, the treasure appraisers all agreed to set its price at eight hundreds pieces of inferior Spirit Stones at least due to its history and origin.


    However, the warriors offstage obviously didn¡¯t recognize the sword box.


    ¡°Will it be an abortive item?¡±


    The auctioneer, Qiulan became anxious at the thought of this since abortive auction would damage her reputation.


    Then, Qiulan began her detailed introduction at once.


    ¡°Items found on ancient battlefields will never fail you. If you are lucky enough, you may find a treasure with a history of over one thousand years, or even a magical weapon, which can help you make enough money for the rest of your life. ¡±


    Qiulan zealously introduced the box with a smile on her face. However, the publicity effect wasn¡¯t as good as excepted since there were only very few responders among the audience.


    Absorbed in thought, Lin Yun realized that his Flower Burying Sword would require floral scents, which made a sword box necessary.


    Yet, the sword box presented here was somewhat too rusty. Next chapter -> A Stupendous Sum</a>.

 C38. A Stupendous Sum

    While Lin Yun was considering whether he should offer a price, the young Lord of the Yuns was sitting in a room on the first floor, listening to his underling''s report.


    "Sir, the results have come back. The seller of the golden horn is Lin Yun, who was wearing the customized clothing of the Qingyun Sect."


    "Qingyun Sect?!"


    The young gentleman''s face turned sullen immediately at the moment he heard these two words, "Where is he right now?"


    The guard answered respectfully, "He is staying in Room 17 on the opposite side. Besides, it was also him who bought the Blood Activating Elixir in the first auction."


    The identity of buyer was supposed to be confidential, and only known by the auctioneers. However, given his identity, nothing could be hidden from the young Lord of the Yuns.


    After all, the esteemed Yuns, and the other three families have control over the entire Baishui city, which is a fact that even the owner of the auction house has come to dread.


    "Lin Yun? No wonder it sounds familiar."


    With the corner of his mouth curved upwards slightly, the young Lord of the Yuns said to himself in a low voice, "The last time when we were in the Hengyun Mountains, I couldn''t give you a lesson. But now we can really have some fun here in Baishui city."


    At this moment, Qiu Shui, who was standing on the auction block, repeated with anxious in her eyes, "The starting price is 800 inferior spiritual stones. Anyone?"


    ¡°810 inferior spiritual stones.¡±


    Suddenly, a voice broke the deadlock. Qiu Shui looked in the direction of that voice immediately.


    "Haha, again! Our guest in Room 17 offered his price for this Ancient Sword Box. You won¡¯t regret this!"


    ¡°Thank god this one won''t pass.¡± Qiu Shui smiled at the thought of this.


    As if her tears would drop at any time, her watery eyes that was fixed on Room 17 swayed people¡¯s minds.


    And Lin Yun rubbed his nose while wondering, "Did I offer too much just now?" For the auctioneer''s facial expression led to his second thoughts.


    All the warriors were shocked. With a glint of mockery in their eyes, none of them thought there would be someone willing to buy it at a high price.


    "810 inferior spiritual stones once, 810 inferior spiritual stones twice, and sold! Congratulations to our guest..."


    "Wait!"


    "I''d like to offer one thousand six hundred inferior spiritual stones for this Ancient Sword Box."


    At the moment when the auctioneer was about to announce the result, someone suddenly offered a doubled price.


    With a surprised look, Qiu Shui was wild with joy and then she hastened to look at the person who offered the price just now, "I was wondering who could be so generous, and it turns out to be the young Lord of the Yuns!"


    The young Lord of the Yuns?


    Lin Yun was stunned for a moment but soon he found himself taken aback by the fact that this young Lord could survive the hunting of of raging herd of bulls.


    "Hey, bastard! You will get nothing today as long as I''m here!"


    Sitting in the room, the young Lord said coldly, with anger directly aimed at Lin Yun in his voice.


    All the people, who had been wondering who would offer such a high price, now understood.


    It seemed that the young Lord of the Yuns was trying to humiliate Lin Yun with the high price he offered.


    ¡°Three thousand inferior spiritual stones."


    However, to everyone¡¯s surprise, Lin Xin offered a higher price again as soon as the young Lord offered his.


    It never occurred to Qiu Shui that someone would offer such a high price for this Ancient Sword Box. After confirming, she grinned from ear to ear, "The guest in Room 17 offered 3000 inferior spiritual stones. Do I hear a higher price?"


    "Damn it!"


    Now it was the young Lord''s turn to feel ashamed with his ears burning as if slapped because of his outrageous statement that Lin Yun would get nothing.


    And then, Lin Yun immediately offered a price that was almost twice as much.


    Gritting his teeth, the young Lord of the Yuns was about to offer his price again. But he was stopped by his guard.The tale has been taken without authorization; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident.


    "Please don¡¯t, sir!"


    "Remember the delegation of the Ziyan Sect. Our target is the Bloody Flame Bone. We need to keep the stones for our mission."


    The guard reminded him in earnest words and with good intentions.


    Therefore, the young Lord suppressed his impulsion to bid again unwillingly at the thought of the alarming Ziyan Sect.


    "It seems that no one could offer a price more than 3000 inferior spiritual stones. How about you, sir?"


    Qiu Lan blinked and looked at the young Lord as if asking him whether he would still live up to his words.


    The young Lord''s face turned red with anger. With his hands clenched tightly, he turned a deaf ear to her.


    "Congratulations! This gentleman got the ancient sword box at the price of 3000 inferior spiritual stones."


    Qiu Shui announced the deal and sighed secretly to herself with pity that she would have made a larger profit if the stupid young Lord kept losing his mind.


    Of course, the 3000 inferior spiritual stones were enough to lift Qiu Shui¡¯s spirit.


    Almost ten minutes later, two strong men lifted the sword box and sent it to Lin Yun¡¯s Room 17.


    The steward in black who came along said with a polite smile, "Mr Lin, here is your sword box."


    Lin Yun nodded slightly and replied, "You can take out the spiritual stones from the sale proceeds of my golden horn."


    "Okay."


    After they all left, Lin Yun began to observe the sword box carefully.


    It did seem a bit worn-out from its rusty and mottled appearance, while the antique beauty couldn''t be ignored.


    Even the decorative design on the surface of the sword box struck him as simple and profound, which was better than what he had imagined.


    His senses were assaulted by the refreshing chill directly coming towards his face as Qiu Shui had said before.


    "Good!"


    Lin Yun smiled with content. After all, the main point he valued the most in this sword box was precisely the freezing vapor inside that could help him to save the floral fragrance so that the flowers wouldn''t wither soon after being put into the sword box.


    Compared to the Magical Saber, the Flower Burying Sword he had still needed to be nourished by the floral fragrance.


    Although there was no need to rush, preparation was required.


    He was a little taken aback by the unexpected weight of the sword box. After all, it was only as thick as half of a little finger.


    Something must be different under its ordinary appearance. Otherwise, there would be no reason for the auctioneer to give it a starting price at 800 inferior spiritual stones.


    The auction soon came to an end, leaving the last but also the most important item waiting for its buyer.


    "The next is the grand finale of our auction this time. I believed that you have all heard about it. We''re going to auction ten blood flame bones. As we all known, the bloody flame bone is the core material to refining the Bloody Flame Armor that could even help you survive the attack of warriors whose cultivation has reached the 9th level. The starting price is 20000 inferior spiritual stones!"


    Qiu Lan was so confident with the last auction items that she directly announced a breath-taking starting price without introducing it in detail.


    Twenty thousand inferior spiritual stones!


    Most of the warriors in the hall was shocked by the price. For them, it was much more than their life savings.


    "25000 inferior spiritual stones!" But the young Lord of Yuns, who had been waiting for this moment for a long time, immediately offered his price, hastening to show off his vast financial resources.


    Besides, he directly added 5000 inferior spiritual stones on the basis of the starting price without hesitation.


    "Thirty thousand!"


    "Forty thousand pieces!"


    "Fifty thousand!"


    But soon, his quoted price was covered by the others''. Just in a moment, the bid of the bloody flame bones had increased to fifty thousand inferior stones. Compared to this, the twenty-five thousand inferior spiritual stones that the young Lord offered meant nothing.


    "It¡¯s the Four Families!"


    "I heard that each of the four families is supported by one of the Sects. Anyway, it makes me so excited to guess who the winner will be today."


    "In my opinion, it must be the Yuns that was supported by the Ziyan Sect.


    After all, Ziyan Sect''s overall strength kept expanding these years with the potential of surpassing the Qingyun Sect soon. This time, they are determined to win the blood flame bones."


    "Don¡¯t jump to conclusions. I think any of the other Sects will give up easily."


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    Of course, Lin Yun was pleased with the current situation. For him, the more violent the competition among the four Sects was, the more beneficial it would be for him.


    "Fifty-five thousand!"


    "Sixty thousand!"


    The price kept increasing until the young Lord of the Yuns offered sixty thousand.


    No one dared to speak at this time. After all, 60000 inferior spiritual stones were already an exaggerated price well above the market price.


    It seemed that the Ziyan Sect really wanted to get these bloody flame bones no matter how much they would cost.


    At that time, Lin Yun''s heart was beating so fast and hardly calm down when he heard the young Lord''s quoted price. Sixty thousand inferior spiritual stones! Even if he gave Tong Hu 10% of it, he would still earn more than fifty thousand inferior spiritual stones, which was a stupendous sum that he had never dared to imagine before.


    After a moment, the steward in black stepped inside.


    With his meaningful gaze fixed on Lin Yun, he said smilingly, "Mr. Lin,yo do know how to keep your own counsel."


    I never thought that you were the one who entrusted Mr. Tong with the bloody flame bones until just now. Please forgive me for my manners before."


    After saying this, he passed a storage bag to Lin Yun.


    Lin Yun took it over cautiously and opened the storage bag that was filled with inferior spiritual stones.


    He checked carefully to make sure that there were fifty-four inferior spiritual stones in total, except for the six thousand stones that were already sent to Tong Hu.


    Tong Hu was really satisfied since he got 6000 inferior spiritual stones without doing anything.


    "I wonder how he will react if the young Lord knows that his inferior spiritual stones will go to you in the end."


    However, Lin Yin didn''t mind at all.


    With a gentle smile, Lin Yun didn''t give a direct answer to his question but made an obeisance by cupping one hand in the other before his chest, saying, "Now if you¡¯ll excuse me."


    "Take care! Mr. Lin."


    Watching Lin Yun leave with a trace of greed flashing across his eyes, the steward in black sighed in a low voice, "It''s really a pity that he is the disciple of the Qingyun Sect. Besides, he has achieved such high level of cultivation at a young age. So I think there must be someone behind him."


    Otherwise£¬ it would be tough to say if Lin Yun could get out of here safely. Next chapter -> Spirit Leading Script</a>.

 C39. Spirit Leading Script

    An hour had passed.


    Lin Yun met Tong Hu at Wan Bao Pavilion after leaving the auction room.


    ¡°Congratulations, Mr.Lin. Have you figured out a way of spending such a large sum?¡±


    ¡°You seemed certain that I would come.¡±


    Tong Hu smiled. ¡°Of course. With such a lot of spirit stones at hand, you must have thoroughly considered how to use them.¡±


    ¡°You are right. I came here to buy something.¡±


    Given Tong Hu¡¯s lack of courtesy, Lin Yun said directly, ¡°I need elixirs, better ones than Blood Activating Elixirs! And I also want some average spiritual stones.¡±


    Tong Hu muttered to himself, ¡°Blood Activating Elixirs are enough, even more than sufficient for you at your current stage. There is no need to squander your spiritual stones.¡±


    The martial art at sixth stage emphasized on the enhancement of the inner organs, in which the Blood Enrichment Elixir could still play a significant role.


    Lin Yun whispered, ¡°In the interim exam of the Qing Yun sect, my antagonist will be an outer disciple whose cultivation is close to the eighth level.¡±


    ¡°But...¡±


    Tong Hu, catching a glimpse of Lin Yun stealthily, said with cautiousness, ¡°Honestly, at the sixth level, you don¡¯t stand a chance under common circumstances. I do have some pills which will enhance your martial skills in a short time, but it will overdraft your potential severely. I think you should look before you leap.¡±


    Lin Yun smiled. ¡°I only need an elixir to speed up my progress at the sixth level, hoping to ascend to the seventh before the exam. And please don¡¯t bother with the rest.¡±


    ¡°Then I will ask no more. There are surely better elixirs than the Blood Activating Elixir. What about the Heart Nourishing Elixir? The heart always comes first among the organs, so cultivation at the sixth level also gives priority to the heart.¡±


    Tong Hu, staring at Lin Yun, murmured, ¡°You can buy one if you need. The fixed price is 4000 inferior spiritual stones.¡±


    Heart Nourishing Elixir!


    Having only heard about it before, Lin Yun didn¡¯t know more about it except that it couldn¡¯t be exchanged within the Qing Yun sect.


    Only after making a tremendous contribution to the sect, could it be bestowed to you.


    The majority of the inner disciples haven¡¯t been able to get one yet. Given its rarity, there wouldn¡¯t be many in stock in the Qing Yun sect.


    There was almost nowhere to exchange.


    ¡°You¡¯re indeed exceptionally adept, Mr. Tong. You¡¯ve even found the Heart Nourishing Elixir.¡±


    A streak of surprise skimmed across Lin Yun¡¯s eyes.


    Tong Hu chuckled with pride. ¡°Wan Bao Pavilion has always been famous for the elixirs sold here. I even have better ones.¡±


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    It was beyond Lin Yun¡¯s expectation that he could get more important information through a casual chat.


    ¡°Please don¡¯t ask. All I can tell you is that there will be no need for them within one or two years.¡±


    Lin Yun turned around, looking interested. ¡°I do need them! I owed someone a huge favour, and have no idea how to repay that person. You might as well tell me the truth, because if it¡¯s valuable enough, I will buy it no matter how much it costs.¡±


    Given Lin Yun¡¯s sincerity, Tong Hu answered after a moment of consideration. ¡°The Heaven Rooted Elixir!¡±


    ¡°What is it for?¡±


    Having known a little about the Heart Nourishing Elixir, Lin Yun haven¡¯t got the faintest idea about what the Heaven Rooted Elixir was.


    ¡°There are totally ten levels of martial skills. The trainees have to conquer a gap when ascending to a higher level. However, reaching the tenth stage requires the assistance of an inborn seed, which is no longer a gap, but a chasm!¡±


    Tong Hu continued after a pause, ¡°With the Heaven Rooted Elixir, your chance to succeed will be increased by 30 percent.¡±


    ¡°An inborn seed?¡±


    With a slight change of his facial expression, Lin Yun suddenly realized that Tong Hu knew far more than he did.


    He had never heard of such strange things like the inborn seed before.


    Tong Hu whispered, ¡°That¡¯s right. The tenth martial level is also called the fake nature. An inborn seed will be forged during the practice. Only through breaking the inborn seed, can the trainee enter the real nature, a brand new world.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯ll take it!¡±


    Lin Yun said without hesitation.


    He didn¡¯t need it at that time, but for Su Ziyao, it may soon become a necessity.


    Given Su Ziyao¡¯s talent and cultivation, only a treasure as powerful as the Heaven Rooted Elixir could draw her attention.


    Other common ones were no more than toys.


    In the past two years, she used to give others various precious elixirs randomly as presents, which was a valid proof of her affluence.


    Her taste had already been incomparably good.


    Lin Yun promised to return her favour by ten times. And he will keep his words.


    Lin Yun wouldn¡¯t hesitate to buy it no matter how much it would cost, for it was a thorn in his throat.


    To Tong Hu¡¯s surprise, Lin Yun was so resolute.


    With a meaningful smile on his face, Tong Hu whispered, ¡°Are you willing to give such a valuable elixir as a present? As the most precious treasure in my store, it has attracted many seniors of sects who wanted to buy it at high prices, which I declined.¡±


    ¡°Name your price then.¡±


    Businessmen always gave priority to profit. It was only a matter of price whether the most precious treasure could be sold or not.


    Tong Hu squinted and laughed. ¡°40,000 inferior spiritual stones. No bargain.¡±


    ¡°Deal.¡±


    Only a while later, Lin Yun got a Heart Nourishing Elixir, a Heaven Rooted Elixir and ten average spiritual stones exchanged with 10,000 inferior ones.


    Until then, all the inferior stones had been used up.


    ¡°What a coincidence. All my spiritual stones have been spent in Tong¡¯s store.¡± Lin Yun mocked himself.


    Tong Hu knew it clearly that Lin Yun was sneering at his duplicity.


    As a businessman, Tong Hu had no other merits except for a thick hide.


    Tong Hu laughed with embarrassment. ¡°You must be joking, Mr. Lin. How about this? You can take away anything you like in my store as presents.¡±


    ¡°Okay. Thank you very much.¡±


    Lin Yun stood up and sauntered in Wan Bao Pavilion in the company of Tong Hu.


    There were various items on sale, including elixirs, scripts, armors, exotic flowers and herbs, many of which was totally strange to Lin Yun.


    Every time he took a treasure, Tong Hu, whose eyelids began to twitch, had to force a smile.


    It was in the nature of a businessmen to be painful when giving out goods for free.


    Lin Yun came to the shelves of books on martial art after touring around the shop.


    ¡°Mountain Blasting Knife Play! Four thousand inferior spiritual stones.¡±


    With a casual glimpse, Lin Yun saw a book.


    Lin Yun, finding it familiar at the first sight, remembered after a moment that it was him who sold it to Tong Hu.


    If memory served him correctly, he had only got 1500 inferior spiritual stones as the earning.


    Observing Lin Yun¡¯s face, Tong Hu laughed in embarrassment. ¡°It¡¯s only the marked price, not the real price. Please don¡¯t misunderstand me, Mr. Lin. Neither the old nor the young would be cheated in my store.¡±


    Lin Yun sneered to himself. Only fools would believe you!


    Suddenly, a treasured copy a few steps away drew his attention.


    ¡°The Spirit Leading Script, emphasizing on the cultivation of the medicinal materials by quickening and promoting their growth, two thousand inferior spiritual stones.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯ll take this one.¡±


    Lin Yun made his final decision. Next chapter ->Swaggering Off</a>

 C40. Swaggering Off

    Seeing that it was nothing valuable, Tong Hu laughed. ¡°No problem. But in general, only alchemists need to practice the incredibly boring Spirit Leading Script. It¡¯s of little help to you.¡±


    ¡°It doesn¡¯t matter. I also need a seed of the White Remnant Flower.¡±


    Lin Yun already had a detailed plan, but there was no need to tell Tong Hu the truth.


    ¡°Okay.¡±


    To Tong Hu¡¯s surprise, it was so easy to satisfy Lin Yun whom he thought would pick some precious treasures instead.


    He saw Lin Yun off in rapture by saying ¡°welcome back¡± repetitively after fetching him a few seeds of the White Remnant Flower.


    Turning his head when stepping out of the Wan Bao Pavilion, Lin Yun let out a sigh.


    He had spent more than 3000 inferior spiritual stones here last time, while today, the number actually increased to over 50,000.


    Wan Bao Pavilion was really an unfathomable abyss which would engulf all of your money. However, it was a pity that Lin Yun fell into its trap willingly.


    ¡°It¡¯s late already, so I should return to the Qingyun Sect.¡±


    With a glimpse of the sky, Lin Yun quickened his steps, and was ready to leave the White Water City, which was more crowded than usual due to the auction.


    There were still numerous warriors sauntering on the streets even at twilight.


    ¡°Charge! Charge! Charge!¡±


    About ten minutes later, Lin Yun heard a flurry of clip-clop from the afar. Someone was rushing towards them on the horseback.


    Except for the noise, Lin Yun could also sense the compelling aura emitted by evil spirits that were approaching, which forced his hair to stand on end from a distance.


    ¡°Get out of my way!¡±


    The shrill sound of the horsewhips, as well as the loud reproach floated to Lin Yun¡¯s ears.


    The crowded street fell into disorder all of a sudden.


    All of the citizens stepped away in fear.


    Lin Yun looked up and saw a group of people darting towards him unscrupulously on their horses.


    The fur of the leader¡¯s strong horse was bloody red.


    Every time it stamped its hooves, the deafening sound would shake the whole street. Given its eyes filled with homicidal intent and the threatening evil aura surrounding it, it was definitely a monstrous beast.


    With a careful discerning at the man on the horse, Lin Yun turned sullen. It was the young lord of the Yuns.


    Other warriors on horses behind him were at least the same as Lin Yun whose martial skills have reached the sixth level.


    The young lord fixed his eyes on Lin Yun with a grim smile on his face. ¡°Lin, I have been waiting for you for so long. Now that you have come to the White Water City, you should stay a little longer!¡±


    Since being humiliated at the auction by Lin Yun, the young host had put his servants on the tail of him as soon as he left the salesroom.


    After getting the information about his lingering at Wan Bao Pavilion, the young lord called his guards together to lurk on the street, intending to catch Lin Yun directly when he stepped out.Reading on this site? This novel is published elsewhere. Support the author by seeking out the original.


    The once crowded street became quiet instantly with all the people escaping at a tremendous speed.


    The warriors at both sides of the street stared at Lin Yun in sympathy.


    ¡°He didn¡¯t flee after offending the young lord of the Yuns.¡±


    ¡°The young host is a well-known ruffian in this city. Those who offended him would suffer the most severe punishment.¡±


    ¡°The horse he is riding must be the monstrous beast Blooded Dragon Horse whose martial skills had already reached the seventh level!¡±


    ¡°It seems to be the legendary horse which is guarding their yard. How can the black sheep ride it out on such a random occasion.¡±


    The young host, followed by his guards, was rushing towards Lin Yun aggressively on the street, while the distance between them was reduced to less than a kilometer in a short period.


    With plenty of ideas popping in his head, Lin Yun¡¯s first choice was to blend into the crowd at the side of the street, but on a second thought, he was sure that his enemies must have been more familiar with the White Water City than he was.


    Sooner or later, Lin Yun would be caught by the young lord. Fighting with more than twenty guards at the sixth level simultaneously would surely exhaust his energy and inner power.


    Lin Yun had no choice but to confront them directly.


    At such an instant, Lin Yun, with his sharp eyes like an unsheathed sword, had made the decision.


    He merely had one chance, so he had to defeat all the enemies with one strike. Otherwise, the reinforcement from the Yuns would arrive.


    Survive by one strike or die.


    Lin Yun, with his left hand, which was holding the Flower Buried Sword, shaking slightly, tightened his muscles all over like an elastic chord. He was holding his breath!


    While to others, he seemed to be shuddering in fear, and have forgotten to flee.


    ¡°Why doesn¡¯t this young man run?¡±


    ¡°He must be stupefied.¡±


    Many onlookers began to worry about him.


    The guards on the horseback were approaching. When the distance between them was reduced to 100 meters, Lin Yun began moving!


    In only a single step.


    An incomparable rampageous force was driven by Lin Yun just then. The wind and cloud were swirling rapidly within the raging tide, producing savage power as if howling tigers and fire-spitting dragons!


    Before they could react, the horses of the guards shook wildly and then lost control at the same time. More than twenty of them, including the young lord of the Yuns, were caught unprepared and knocked off from the horseback unmercifully.


    Whoosh!


    Having saved up enough strength, Lin Yun leaped high up into the air before unsheathing the long sword.


    Swords rotating to form the wind!


    The Flower Burying Sword, like the spilling-out spring in autumn, swirled rapidly in Lin Yun¡¯s palm. The vigorous Pure Yang Script within his body was instantly absorbed into the sword.


    His strike hadn¡¯t finished yet!


    What he truly intended to use was called Flowing Shadow of Reflective Light, the one he never tried in the combat before since he gained the achievement in the Flowing Wind Swordplay!


    Lin Yun¡¯s figure was swirling up and down fast with his sword in the air.


    In a split second, with the dazzling shadow of the Flower Burying Sword glistening all over, streaks of blood were splashed everywhere.


    When Lin Yun landed, three sword wounds had found their way on the skin of the Yun¡¯s warriors.


    Bang! Bang!


    Falling heavily to the ground one by one, they whined painfully while rolling over.


    The strike, only lasting no more than three seconds from stepping out to returning to the ground, changed the situation entirely.


    Clip-clop! Clip-clop!


    All of the warriors on both sides of the road were stunned by the Blooded Dragon Horse, which was darting towards Lin Yun in rage after a neigh in order to take revenge for his wounded master. He wouldn¡¯t stand a chance if kicked by its hooves.


    However, Lin Yun, with a smile on his face, remained calm.


    After sheathing his sword, he turned around and patted the forehead of that Blooded Dragon Horse.


    In him the tiger sniffs the rose!


    The infuriated horse suddenly knelt down before Lin Yun out of fear.


    All the onlookers couldn¡¯t believe what they saw.


    The Blooded Dragon Horse, famous for its fierceness and aggressiveness, knelt down before Lin Yun due to a pat on its forehead.


    Ignoring others¡¯ astonishment, Lin Yun pulled the rein and rode on its back swiftly.


    ¡°My Blooded Dragon Horse!¡±


    The young host of the Yuns, lying in blood and too badly hurt to get up, almost cried at the sight of Lin Yun stealing his legendary beast.


    ¡°It¡¯s so rude to decline your kindness. Thanks you for giving me this horse as a present. By the way, it was me who sold the ten Blood Flame Bones.¡± Lin Yun stared at the young host condescendingly.


    ¡°What the hell¡­¡±


    The young lord¡¯s mind went blank immediately.


    Charge!


    With a growl, Lin Yun rushed past the young lord directly, giving him no chance to dwell upon his words.


    The aggressive horse swaggered off with Lin Yun on his back, trampling on the guards¡¯ bodies. Next chapter -> Mistaking the Time</a>

 C41. Mistaking the Time

    The Blood Dragon Horse ran breathtakingly fast.


    Only in a short time, they faded away into the distance like a red bolt.


    The warriors of the Yuns, firstly being heavily wounded by the Flowing Shadow of Reflective Light, then being trod by the horse, suffered the most severe torture that was almost unbearable for people to see.


    Whoosh!


    Tong Hu, landing on the roof of the attic nearby slowly, stared at the defeated warriors in surprise.


    ¡°Geeze, that boy is actually faster than me.¡±


    Upon hearing that the warriors of the Yun family intended to catch Lin Yun, he immediately set off to save him, hoping to help him out of the city.


    To his surprise, Lin Yun had already got through the close siege and disappeared without a trace.


    ¡°He is worthy of the Heaven Rooted Elixir I made an exception to sell. He is really talented in martial arts.¡± Tong Hu, with the barest hint of a smile on his face, whispered.


    Suddenly, a plume of red smoke appeared in the sky above the White Water City, following which were fireworks forming the emblem of the Yuns.


    All warriors in the city were set in motion afterwards.


    ¡°They react really fast. I hope he can return to the Sect safely.¡± Tong Hu said in low-pitched voice while watching the fireworks.


    He had no idea Lin Yun had snatched the Blooded Dragon Horse from his enemies.


    With the assistance of the aggressive magical beast with the cultivation of the seventh level, Lin Yun, seemingly flying swiftly on the ground, had already got out of the city when the fireworks appeared.


    After spending two days and nights in rushing on the horseback, Lin Yun let out a sigh in relief when the gate of the Qingyun Sect was dimly visible.


    ¡°Let¡¯s have a rest.¡±


    Lin Yun¡¯s bottom hurt severely, almost torn into pieces, while the Blooded Dragon Horse was still so energetic and vigorous that no sign of weariness could be spotted on it. What an excellent horse!


    It didn¡¯t need to rest, but Lin Yun must refresh himself.


    ¡°The next combat will begin tomorrow.¡±


    Lost in thought, Lin Yun didn¡¯t pay much attention to the twists and turns in the White Water City.


    He was concentrating on the midterm exam, the combat with Zhou Yun.


    If he lost...


    He might well be killed by Zhou Yun, given that guy¡¯s disposition.


    Who could save him? Su Ziyao?


    No way!


    Lin Yun still remembered that day at the Trigger Hall when he was deeply hurt by Su Ziyao¡¯s condescension. If she saved his life in the combat, Lin Yun would surely be derided by all the fellow apprentices in the Sect.


    Other people¡¯s attitudes were meaningless to Lin Yun, but somehow, he didn¡¯t want to be made light of by Su Ziyao.


    His pride didn¡¯t allow him to take others¡¯ charity in obsequiousness.


    ¡°I am the master of my own destiny.¡±


    Lin Yun¡¯s bright eyes were filled with resoluteness in the dark night.


    He took out the ten average spiritual stones without hesitation.


    An average spiritual stone, which could only be exchanged with 1000 inferior spiritual stones, contained pure and strong nimbus.


    Holding two of them in his palm, Lin Yun, crossing his legs and closing his eyes, made the Pure Yang Script rotate slowly with the fierce inner force in his body.The story has been illicitly taken; should you find it on Amazon, report the infringement.


    Boom!


    The enormous nimbus poured into his body like roaring waters from the spiritual stones, which happened naturally without any turbulence.


    His Pure Yang Script, having reached bottleneck earlier, was upgraded to the fourth level from the third in such a short time.


    It was still rotating in Lin Yun¡¯s body.


    Given the high price of the average spiritual stones, Lin Yun wanted more than this.


    He intended to break through the next five levels and achieve the Ultimate Perfection.


    Resources, rather than skill or talents, played an important role in practicing the Pure Yang Script!


    The more resources he collected, the faster he learned.


    The Pure Yang Script was initially produced within Lin Yun¡¯s body with the assistance of the heaven rooted treasures. He achieved the second level with the help of Blood Cultivating Elixirs.


    And now, he owed it to the ten average spiritual stones.


    One hour had passed. Two spirit stones had been used up.


    Lin Yun got the other two by stretching out his hand.


    The Pure Yang Script at its fifth level absorbed the strong nimbus greedily like a thirsty raging beast. Lin Yun could feel the fierce inner power rotating continuously in his body.


    Under Lin Yun¡¯s control, the nimbus not only nurtured his body but also forged his organs.


    Lin Yun seized the opportunity and swallowed the Heart Cultivation Elixir without hesitation.


    Its powerful effect, mixed with the nimbus of the spiritual stones, permeated into his heart gradually.


    Bang! Bang! Bang!


    With a violent heartbeat, Lin Yun¡¯s heart, which was much more vigorous than before, was able to provide more blood and nutriments to the other organs.


    His long hair, fluttering in the wind, also became dazzling and smooth.


    Lin Yun, bursting with energy and vitality, emitted a compelling aura.


    His martial skills had gained an advance by leaps and bounds.


    To Lin Yun¡¯s astonishment, the Heart Cultivation Elixir and the Pure Yang Script were supplementary to each other, greatly promoting his cultivation and martial skills at the same time.


    When the nimbus of the ten average spiritual stones wore out, a streak of red light suddenly appeared around Lin Yun, who was concentrating on the practice by crossing his legs, as if burning flames in the dark.


    Lin Yun opened his eyes filled with strength and sparkling light.


    With the help of the ten average spiritual stones, as well as the Heart Cultivation Elixir, Lin Yun finally achieved the Ultimate Perfection.


    He could feel the energy rolling wildly within his body when he circulated his inner force.


    Only by tightening the muscles of his fingers with the inner force, a streak of red light would appear in his palm, as if a burning flame at first sight.


    Lin Yun knew it clearly that there would be some anomalies when the Ultimate Perfection was achieved.


    Just as in the combat between the young master of the Qingyun Sect and Liu Suifeng, whose index turned jade like a colored glaze when performing the Ziyun Script.


    Few apprentices in the Qingyun Sect would practice the Pure Yang Script, which was nearly as powerful as the Ziyun Script, because the progress must be made through the consumption of resources.


    Bang!


    After the sword was unsheathed, Lin Yun¡¯s inner force gushed inwards, making it glisten in the dark.


    ¡°It¡¯s really a great sword. My inner force can flow into it smoothly.¡±


    Lin Yun gasped in admiration.


    Generally speaking, the inner forces would disperse a great deal when transformed into the ordinary weapon, while the Flower Buried Sword not only stopped the unnecessary waste, but also slightly enhanced Lin Yun¡¯s inner force.


    With the Pure Yang Script at the Ultimate Perfection, Lin Yun¡¯s inner force was almost as powerful as that of Zhou Yun, a top warrior with the cultivation at the seventh level.


    However, his martial art was still at the top of the sixth stage. The Pure Yang Script at the Final Perfection didn¡¯t promote Lin Yun¡¯s cultivation base.


    ¡°Never mind! There will always be setbacks in our lives.¡±


    Lin Yun sighed after sheathing the sword.


    The Blooded Dragon Horse had disappeared without a trace when Lin Yun turned around.


    He was found biting another magical beast as a result!


    Lin Yun was a little surprised at its vicious look and evil aura.


    What an aggressive horse!


    This savage beast was only an ordinary animal to fill his stomach.


    Raised by the Yuns, the horse must have hurt a lot of people under the guidance of that young ruffian.


    No wonder his evil aura was that strong.


    ¡°Let¡¯s go.¡±


    Feeling reluctant to bother with that horse, Lin Yun leaped onto the horseback swiftly.


    With its back pressed lightly by Lin Yun¡¯s powerful palm, the horse was tamed at once.


    Clip-clop! Clip-clop!


    The rushing horse looked like a stretching line drawn by blood.


    Lin Yun got off the horse before the gate.


    ¡°Senior Lin, how come you arrive so late? The second turn of the midterm exam is starting soon!¡±  The guard at the gate said in surprise at the sight of Lin Yun.


    ¡°What!¡±


    Lin Yun was stupefied.


    Did he mistake the time?


    After the breakthrough in his cultivation, it only took him half a day to get to the Sect on the horseback. The exam would start tomorrow.


    He should have enough time for preparation.


    ¡°Hurry up, Senior Lin, or you¡¯ll be disqualified.¡±


    Given the concerned expression on their faces, what they said was highly likely the truth.


    Damn!


    So it is.


    It dawned on Lin Yun that he had spent a day and night on cultivation. Seeing the daylight, Lin Yun wrongly thought he had merely spent one night.


    ¡°Thank you so much. Charge!¡±


    Without enough time for explanation, Lin Yun rode onto the horseback and dashed forward.


    When the two apprentices turned back, Lin Yun had already disappeared into the distance.


    ¡°Geeze, the horse is so fast!¡±


    They couldn¡¯t help letting out a cry of astonishment. Next chapter -> On The Contest Field</a>

 C42. On The Contest Field

    On the contest field of the Qingyun Sect.


    There were over 2000 outer disciples crowding around the central stage. Everywhere was jammed with people.


    The second turn of the midterm exam was about to start. Only the top ten could be admitted as outer disciples.


    One single failure would lead to the elimination in cruel knockout matches.


    Since there were in all eighty talents in martial arts fighting their way out of the ferocious matches, the second turn must be breathtakingly eye-catching.


    In order to occupy a seat in the front rows, many outer disciples hurried here early in the morning.


    On the high platform seated the elders and inner disciples.


    But something seemed wrong.


    The outer disciple Zhou Yun had been standing on the stage for five minutes, while there was still no sign of his opponent.


    ¡°What¡¯s wrong? Why is Lin Yun late again?¡±


    ¡°What tricks are that sword servant playing? At least he should show some respect for the rules of our sect!¡±


    ¡°Strictly speaking, he isn¡¯t late if he can arrive in five minutes, but it will be considered disrespectful to his opponent.¡±


    ¡°Ha-ha. Would he have given up out of fear? I heard that Zhou Yun had decided to maim him in the contest!¡±


    ¡°So it is. Maybe you are right. Giving up is better than being maimed.¡±


    There was a heated discussion among the disciples, with the whole contest enveloped by large noises.


    On the high platform, an elder frowned slightly. ¡°This sword slave is so supercilious. Let¡¯s announce the result directly!¡±


    Other elders kept silent, because the one who spoke earlier was nobody but Zhou Yun¡¯s father.


    ¡°There is no need to hurry. Elder Zhou, we might as well be lenient to the young. If he doesn¡¯t show up in ten minutes later, we will act in accordance with the rules.¡±


    Bai Tianming, the sect leader seated in the middle, comforted him.


    The incense, inserted in the censer surrounded by plumes of white smoke near the central stage, was going to be burned out soon.


    Clip-clop! Clip-clop!


    Suddenly, there was a violent sound of hooves roaring outside accompanied by a powerful aura.


    ¡°Magical beast!¡±


    ¡°How come a magical beast appears near the contest field!¡±


    Many outer disciples turned to look at the beast in astonishment.


    Even the elders and inner disciples felt confused.


    All of them were stupefied after recognizing the person on the horseback.


    It was Lin Yun!


    Riding on the Blood Dragon Horse, a tall and strong beast emitting a savage aura, Lin Yun was rushing at a high speed towards here.


    Given the compelling power of the beast, all the outer disciples retreated to the side even before Lin Yun¡¯s arrival.


    Stunned by the chaos nearby, Zhou Yun caught a glimpse of the incense which had nearly burnt out.


    The barest hint of a sneer appeared on his face. It seemed that he would triumph soon.


    However, Lin Yun, with stubbornness on his face, pulled the reign violently, making the Blood Dragon Horse neigh in rage, who sprang to its hooves with all its strength before rushing forward rapidly.


    Whoosh!


    Over the spectators¡¯ heads, the horse landed heavily on the central stage.


    With a swing of the rein, the impact force was counteracted by the uplift of its forelegs.


    Against the raging neigh resounding in the air, the young man¡¯s long hair was fluttering in the sunshine. He has got ready to face the challenge, no matter what the result would be.This story has been unlawfully obtained without the author''s consent. Report any appearances on Amazon.


    Today, he must fight for his honor!


    Time seemed to have frozen. All of the outer disciples were too astounded to say a word.


    Lin Yun got off the horse when its hooves landed on the stage. ¡°Finally arrived in time. I¡¯m good to start now.¡± Lin Yun said to the coach.


    ¡°Oh...Um...¡±


    It took the coach some time to regain his consciousness. ¡°Your horse...¡±


    Lin Yun patted its neck and murmured, ¡°Little Red, you may leave now.¡±


    Having no idea what its name was in the Yun family, Lin Yun came up with a random one, and drove it off the stage.


    The Blooded Dragon Horse, though displeased by its new name, obeyed Lin Yun¡¯s order.


    Once off the stage, its aggressiveness annoyed the outer disciples seriously, who kept cursing it in great pain.


    ¡°Stay away from me, you filthy beast.¡±


    ¡°Ah, stop kicking me!¡±


    It was such a bossy horse who kept kicking the disciples nearby. They had no choice but to keep distance with it.


    Compared with the chaos off the stage, the combat on the stage was also splendid.


    Zhou Yun was already infuriated by Lin Yun¡¯s lateness. It was beyond his expectation that he would jumped onto the stage on horseback. Zhou Yun was completely dwarfed by this impressive show.


    There was no doubt that Lin Yun would lose in the combat. The spectators gathered here to see how the dark house, fighting his way out of the battles without a single failure, would suffer a total debacle today!


    No one had imagined Lin Yun, who had always been keeping a low profile, would show up in such a thrilling way.


    ¡°Senior Zhou, kill the sword slave. Tell him who the stronger one is!¡±


    Even before the combat started, Zhou Yun¡¯s follower Chen Xiao had already began to howl arrogantly.


    He, knocked down to the ground by Lin Yun hence wounded severely earlier, had to give up the midterm exam. Bearing great grudge against him, Chen Xiao cheered for his boss firstly.


    Only in a short time, other outer disciples getting on well with Zhou Yun began to echo him.


    Although no one acclaimed for Lin Yun, his bright eyes showed that he was still fearless.


    ¡°The second turn of the exam. The losing party will be eliminated. So please try your utmost. The exam begins now!¡±


    Catching a glimpse of the two participants, the coach went off the stage after making the announcement.


    Given this combat was eye-catching, all the spectators held their breath and remained silent.


    ¡°I felt pity when you were almost be disqualified due to the lateness. It¡¯s great that you showed up in time!¡± Zhou Yun smiled lightly under the gaze of the spectators.


    With the words ¡°so great¡± being emphasized, Zhou Yun turned ghastly sullen.


    ¡°On your knees!¡±


    Zhou Yun shouted violently without warning.


    Just like a deafening bolt of the blue, his inner force at the top of the seventh level rushed out as wildly as a tempest towards Lin Yun.


    Suddenly, the strong wind began to howl on the stage.


    ¡°How powerful his inner force is!¡±


    ¡°Zhou Yun has always been hiding his real ability, which was entirely comparable to the disciples at the eighth level.¡±


    ¡°It seems that he will greatly humiliate the sword slave.¡±


    The spectators began giving exclamations. Lin Yun had never imagined Zhou Yun¡¯s inner force would be so powerful.


    With the enormous and compelling force pressing his body all over, Lin Yun couldn¡¯t move his limbs freely any more.


    Lin Yun turned slightly pale. Only by confronting Zhou Yun, would he learn about the fact that there was an insurmountable chasm between them.


    Damn...


    The circulation of the inner force was inhibited as well.


    Lin Yun, with a streak of fear in his eyes, had never imagined that he couldn¡¯t circulate the inner force. There was definitely no chance to win without using the raging tiger and dragon in rampage.


    ¡°Still biting the bullet? Let¡¯s see how long this will last!¡±


    Seeing Lin Yun, whose face turned ghastly pale, refusing to kneel down, Zhou Yun, with a harsh scream, approached him slowly.


    As he approached, the pressure on Lin Yun¡¯s body multiplied.


    Step back!


    Lin Yun, struggling to endure the huge pressure, took steps back in great difficulty when his antagonist forced on.


    Even before the combat started officially, Lin Yun had already been well humiliated by the chasm between their cultivation.


    ¡°So it is...The gap is so obvious. Despite magical beast coming from nowhere, a sword slave is, after all, a small potato.


    ¡°As a senior outer disciple, Zhou Yun seems much skillful than him.¡±


    ¡°Ha-ha. Given his thrilling show just then, let¡¯s see how he will back down with grace.¡±


    ¡°This is the so-called instant karma!¡±


    The disciples off stage with the look of contempt weren¡¯t surprised at the result at all.


    Am I losing?


    But I... I haven¡¯t given her the Heaven Rooted Elixir yet. I have never been confident before her.


    There are still dreams to be fulfilled and a prosperous world to be conquered.


    I am absolutely...unwilling to surrender!


    Under the enormous pressure, Lin Yun, unreconciled to the cruel reality, were highly encouraged by his memory when he was nearly killed by the golden raging bull. A smile gradually appeared on his face.


    I didn¡¯t give up even before death, let alone the current situation.


    Start! Pure Yang Script.


    The Pure Yang Script at the Final Perfection broke through the inhibition under the control of Lin Yun¡¯s strong willpower.


    Whoosh!


    His inner force rushed violently like a roaring river.


    ¡°Save your strength and don¡¯t even try to struggle!¡±


    Zhou Yun, as alert as he was, had sensed the change of Lin Yun¡¯s inner force. He, with a sneer on his face, took two steps forward before attacking Lin Yun with his powerful fist.


    As insidious as a poisonous snake, he surely would not give Lin Yun any chance.


    However, the dragon in rampage and raging tiger were undefendable!


    Have you ever heard the roaring wind? Have you ever seen the rolling clouds? It¡¯s the dragon leaping out of the ocean, or the tiger howling to the sky.


    Lin Yun took one step, tearing the forces surrounding him into pieces with his inner cultivation.


    A streak of red dazzling light like burning flames appeared as he defend against Zhou Yun¡¯s attack with fist. Having be repressed for so long, Lin Yun, with his sparkling eyes and sharp momentum, howled violently, giving a full vent to his fury and unwillingness.


    Boom!


    With the collision of two fists, something unexpected happened.


    Zhou Yun, lying on the ground, kept moaning after being knocked over unmercifully. Next chapter -> An Upright Victory</a>

 C43. An Upright Victory

    With a streak of blood at the corner of his mouth, Zhou Yun was astonished as he fell to the ground.


    The forces of the Raging Tiger and Dragon in Rampage employed by Lin Yun was nearly the same as his own.


    Whoosh!


    After knocking Zhou Yun to the air, Lin Yun employed the Wild Goose Script in calmness by touching the ground heavily with his tiptoe before pouncing on Zhou Yun swiftly.


    No sooner than he rose to his feet, Lin Yun started attacking with the Fist Position of Tigers.


    However, as an experienced top warrior at the seventh level, Zhou Yun was absolutely not a dabbler as Ma Kui and Chen Xiao.


    Watching Lin Yun¡¯s Tiger Fist edging closer, Zhou Yun employed the Golden Snake Fist while shouting in coldness, ¡°You are seeking your own doom!¡±


    His body swung to the left and right as if a venomous snake, emitting an incomparably frosty aura, with his arms stretching uprightly forward.


    Boom!


    As a poisonous snake confronting a raging tiger pouncing on the enemy, the collision of their fists led to a breathtakingly deafening explosion, but neither of them took a step back.


    Swish! Swish!


    Merely within such a short time, by moving and flying swiftly on the stage, they have employed a dozen of moves.


    To everyone¡¯s surprise, Lin Yun, whose cultivation was lower, was actually a match for Zhou Yun.


    ¡°Look, Lin Yun¡¯s fist turned red!¡±


    ¡°Indeed! It seems to be the sign of the Final Perfection of the Pure Yang Script.¡±


    ¡°The Tiger Fist and the Pure Yang Script at the Final Perfection can absolutely make up his shortage of cultivation. No wonder it resulted in a draw.¡±


    ¡°The sword slave really surprised us!¡±


    No one had expected that after the employment of the Raging Tiger and the Dragon in Rampage, Lin Yun, reversing his foundering fortune instantly, achieved about the same strength as Zhou Yun.


    The Frantic Dance of the Golden Snake!


    Tiger Worshipped by All Beasts!


    On the stage, both of them employed their exclusive skills. An incomparable force were emitted from Lin Yun by the use of the Tiger Worshipped by All Beasts, while the insidious Frantic Dance of the Golden Snake produced unparalleled chilly forces under Zhou Yun¡¯s control.


    The two forces, produced by the full advantage of the inner cultivation, bumped violently.


    Boom!


    With a huge explosion, numerous cracks appeared on the ground all of a sudden.


    Everyone gasped in admiration at the wild wind and lingering howl of the tiger.


    Taking five steps back at the same time, they unsheathed the swords without a single second of hesitation.


    Clang!


    The sword gleaming with cold light slid past their eyes rapidly.


    Water streamed down to form a brook, which flowed as fast as a gust of wind!


    Thunder howled ferociously in the clouds, with the flashing lightening like winding snakes!


    By employing the Flowing Wind Swordplay, Lin Yun flew up and down swiftly, as if the pouring stream. The sword was moving smoothly on the stage under this control, leading the flow of the stream.This book was originally published on Royal Road. Check it out there for the real experience.


    The subtlety of the Flowing Wind Swordplay that couldn¡¯t be achieved in the past centuries was displayed with a sleight of hand.


    Zhou Yun had launched into the Thunder Snake Swordplay, the most advanced swordsmanship of the sect, to its best with a sullen look on his face.


    With a mixture of the thunderous ferociousness and the acuity of the silver snake, Zhou Yun¡¯s Thunder Snake Swordplay had almost approached the Final Perfection, but the Flowing Wind Swordplay obviously had gain an overwhelming advantage.


    What an astonishing situation!


    Though well-matched in the fist positions, Zhou Yun was instantly dwarfed in the swordsmanship.


    ¡°How impressive the Flowing Wind Swordplay is! Rather than gaining an insight, Lin Yun has made a Slight Achievement.¡±


    ¡°He has exerted as much as 60% of the power of that swordplay!¡±


    ¡°Excellent as it is, Zhou Yun¡¯s Thunder Snake Swordplay is still slightly inferior to the Flowing Wind Swordplay.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s hard to imagine how a sword slave can handle the Flowing Wind Swordplay.¡±


    All of the outer disciples offstage were breathtakingly astounded at the swordplay to its full power.


    Thunder Snake in Rage!


    With a furious shout, Zhou Yun, gathering all his cultivation in this move, slashed at Lin Yun, as a darting snake surrounded by thunderbolts.


    Thump!


    Like thunder exploding on the ground, Zhou Yun¡¯s inner force, promoted to the acme by the Thunder Snake in Rage, gushed out, suppressing Lin Yun¡¯s body ferociously.


    Staying calm, Lin Yun spun as fast as the pouring water with the powerful forces around his waist and the sword in his hand. He launched into the Swords Rotating to Make Winds as Zhou Yun¡¯s sword approached his head. With a sudden stop, the Flower Buried Sword held in Lin Yun¡¯s right hand instantly turned vertical, pointing at the sky!


    In a flash, the sword led Lin into the sky like a fountain.


    Clang!


    With a violent collision of the swords, the forces of the Thunder Snake in Rage was torn into pieces.


    Zhou Yun, knocked unmercifully to the air by the violent airflow produced by the Swords Rotating to Make Winds, was so badly hurt that he spat a mouthful of blood after falling to the ground.


    Swish!


    Lin Yun, continuing the attack, pressed on with his sword.


    Under his skillful control, the tip of the sword came to a stop before reaching Zhou Yun¡¯s heart.


    ¡°You lost.¡±


    Lin Yun stared at him and said calmly.


    Not a sound could be heard on the contest field. After watching the powerful Flowing Wind Swordplay, all the spectators had foreseen the result already, but it was still beyond their expectation that Lin Yun could win so rapidly.


    ¡°Ha-ha, I did? Thrust if you want.¡± Zhou Yun sneered.


    ¡°As you wish!¡±


    Raising his eyebrows, Lin Yun drove the sword further with strength.


    With shouting in surprise, the spectators turned their heads away at the same time, not wanting to see Zhou Yun died from his heart being pierced by the sword.


    Clang!


    A soft armor glistening with a streak of faint light was revealed when Zhou Yun¡¯s robe was torn into pieces in a flurry of crisp sounds. Zhou Yun was still intact after the thrust.


    ¡°A magical weapon!¡±


    It was recognized at once that Zhou Yun was wearing an armor made from the magical materials.


    It was shameless that Zhou Yun would wear a magical armor when confronting an antagonist at a lower stage.


    ¡°Go to hell!¡±


    With Zhou Yun¡¯s wild shout buried in the spectators¡¯ laughter, he rose to his feet, intending to counterattack.


    Clad in armor, Zhou Yun was destined to win, for he couldn¡¯t be hurt by any weapon.


    Lin Yun dodged his attack with ease by the perfect use of Wild Goose Script. Without panic or nervousness, Lin Yun employed the Flowing Wind Swordplay, as well as the Flowing Shadow of Reflective Light, with the assistance of his greatly promoted inner force.


    Swish!


    Lin Yun suddenly disappeared without a trace before his eyes.


    Before he regained his consciousness, Zhou Yun was surrounded by the twinkling shadows of the sword. With the glistening light spinning rapidly around him, Zhou Yun could discern nothing but the remnant silhouette of the man and his sword.


    Clang!


    Lin Yun returned to where he stood before with the sword sheathed. As soon as he drew back the sword, the blood gushed out from the wounds on Zhou Yun¡¯s body, like numerous red flowers came in full bloom at the same time.


    Except for the skin shielded by the armor, his arms and legs were covered with wounds.


    ¡°I¡¯ll kill you!¡±


    Tortured by severe pain, Zhou Yun pounced on Lin Yun after realizing his failure.


    Lin Yun kicked squarely on his chest, sending him into the air like a sandbag.


    ¡°My son!¡±


    Seated on the high platform, Zhou Yun¡¯s father, who turned ghastly pale, pounced on the stage and caught him just before he was about to fall on the ground in a crumpled heap.


    Watching Zhou Yun¡¯s body covered with wounds, his father glared at Lin Yun with his eyes full of murderous intent.


    ¡°Filthy sword slave, how dare you hurt my son so badly. You¡¯re so dead!¡±


    As a Sect Elder, Zhou Yun¡¯s father actually dashed to the stage and attacked Lin Yun to the face of all the disciples and elders within the sect, totally regardless of the rules.


    Being a little surprise, Lin Yun had never thought the father and son would be that shameless.


    Boom!


    The Blood Dragon Horse suddenly rushed onto the stage, intending to kick Zhou Yun¡¯s father with its front leg.


    ¡°Just in time!¡± Lin Yun laughed.


    He, following the horse, unsheathed the sword and drew it towards Zhou Yun¡¯s father.


    With Zhou Yun in his arms, he, glancing at the raging horse and then Lin Yun surrounded by his powerful inner force, suddenly had no idea how to defend against the enemies.


    Finally, he withdrew the move in grievance, like a drowned mouse.


    All the spectators were stupefied. As powerful as he was, the elder was forced back by Lin Yun and his horse. Next chapter -> Another Challenge</a>

 C44. Another Challenge

    The complexion of Zhou Yun¡¯s father, who was scared off by Lin Yun and the horse, turned livid with rage.


    As noble as a sect elder, it was such a shame for him to be forced back in public by a sword slave and his magical beast.


    What¡¯s worse, the laughter of the Blood Dragon Horse, strange as it was, seemed to be a sneer at his inability.


    Being laughed at in such a serious contest, Zhou Yun¡¯s father was so infuriated that he intended to compete with Lin Yun again after setting his son aside.


    ¡°How ridiculous!¡±


    There came a howl in anger from the platform. It was the sect leader Bai Tianming.


    As soon as he finished speaking, the contest field was immediately overwhelmed by silence. With the sudden stop of the laughter offstage, elder Zhou, with his face turning ghastly pallid, heard Bai Tianming clearly before he could retort, ¡°Elder Zhou, how dare you violate the rules set hundreds of years ago! Are you out of your mind?¡±


    All the spectators, including other elders and inner disciples on the high platform, as well as the several thousand outer disciples offstage, were stupefied by the gruesome aura in his tone, which was enough to chill everybody to their bones.


    ¡°Why are you still here!¡±


    Letting out a long sigh in relief, elder Zhou returned to his seat on the platform in gloom with Zhou Yun.


    With the gruesome aura swept away by a smile on his face, Bai Tianming announced in a gentle voice, ¡°Lin Yun, as humble as a sword slave, can make such enormous progress in martial arts. All the spectators present should learn from him. If every one of you are like Lin Yun, our Qingyun Sect will definitely flourish!¡±


    ¡°Thank you for your compliment, Your Excellency,¡± Lin Yun said while cupping his fists.


    ¡°You may leave now. There¡¯s no right or wrong in the competition. The one who dares to give you a hard time will be setting himself against me!¡±


    Bai Tianming¡¯s words had freed Lin Yun from some troubles.


    Though the Zhou family was powerful in the Qingyun Sect, they dare not offend him with the sect leader¡¯s promise.


    The contest ended before all the disciples offstage could come back to their senses, while they were still discussing about how Lin Yun turned the tables.


    Nobody thought he would win after Zhou Yun revealed the magical armor.


    To everyone¡¯s surprise, by employing the Flowing Shadow of Reflective Light, Lin Yun had merged with his sword in an instant, leaving numerous shadows around Zhou. Until he unsheathed the sword, Zhou Yun¡¯s body had been filled with gashes with blood splashing out like red flowers in full bloom.


    Only a few of the outer disciples who could see his move clearly.


    All of them felt confused.


    ¡°Stop guessing randomly. It¡¯s called the Flowing Shadow of Reflective Light. Only when you made the Big Achievement in the Flowing Wind Swordplay, could you employ that move!¡±


    Zhang Han, one of the senior outer disciples, sighed with disappointment.


    ¡°The Big Achievement in the Flowing Wind Swordplay? Are you sure about that, Zhang Han?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s so difficult to make a Big Achievement in any swordsmanship, let alone the Flowing Wind Swordplay. How amazing it is!¡±


    ¡°Definitely impossible. Even Zhou Yun hasn¡¯t gained a Big Achievement in the Thunder Snake Swordplay!¡±


    Not bothering to explain any more, Zhang Han decided to mind his own business.


    Displeased as he was, Zhang Han, after watching the contest, had realized that it was just because he wanted to hide the Flowing Wind Swordplay at the Big Achievement from him that Lin Yun decided to give up in the contest half a month ago.


    He was so foolish to believe Lin Yun¡¯s words and left laughing, thinking he had scared the antagonist off.


    How shameful it was!


    The second turn of the midterm exam continued after Lin Yun left the stage.Unauthorized tale usage: if you spot this story on Amazon, report the violation.


    It was, admittedly, wonderful enough.


    All of the eighty people fighting their way out of the group stage had an ace up their sleeves, but they were still pitifully dwarfed by Lin Yun¡¯s breathtaking opening show.


    Leading the Blood Dragon Horse to the side of the field, Lin Yun sat down before crossing his legs to ponder on the contest with Zhou Yun just then, the strongest antagonist since he became the outer disciple. Thanks to the enemy, he had learned a lot in the combat.


    Lin Yun had a vague feeling that he had found the shortcut to the top of the sixth level in martial arts.


    As the time passed, the first turn of the knockout match was reaching its end.


    The second turn started!


    Since there were merely ten people among the forty who could be inner disciples, the contest became increasingly fierce.


    ¡°The sixth turn, Zhang Han vs Lin Yun!¡±


    Upon hearing the referee¡¯s words, Zhang Han was totally thrown in panic as his face turned red as the pork liver.


    The most frightening thing always came unexpectedly. He was not a match for Zhou Yun, let alone the stronger one, Lin Yun.


    Zhang Han stepped onto the stage reluctantly. No matter what the result was, an attempt was necessary. Anything could happen during the combat after all. In terms of his cultivation, Zhang Han was at a higher level, which gave him a chance to gain advantage over Lin Yun.


    ¡°Lin Yun, come onto the stage as soon as possible!¡±


    The referee shouted since he didn¡¯t turn up.


    ¡°Coming!¡±


    Following the deafening sound, all the spectators turned their heads.


    Lin Yun, crossing his legs while sitting beside the Blooded Dragon Horse, opened his eyes suddenly.


    Boom!


    With a gleam in his eyes, his aura had entirely changed as he broke through the sixth level of cultivation.


    He did it finally!


    ¡°Oh, my God. Was he cultivating his energy by sitting quietly with his eyes closed?¡±


    ¡°He must have been greatly inspired by the combat with Zhou Yun.¡±


    ¡°How confident he is! In case he failed, he would not only be seriously hurt, but also might be disqualified if not waking up on time.¡±


    Other outer disciples, being aghast at Lin Yun¡¯s bravery, felt their heart beating fast.


    Swish! Swish!


    Lin Yun, whose martial art had been promoted to the seventh level, could employ the Wild Goose Script more easily.


    By touching the ground lightly with his tiptoe, Lin Yun made about three leaps before landing on the stage, each time for more than ten meters.


    Facing Lin Yun at the seventh level, Zhang Han laughed in frustration. ¡°Lin Yun, well done!¡±


    He, giving up in the competition of the first turn, became Zhang Han¡¯s antagonist again after his cultivation got enhanced. Zhang Han absolutely didn¡¯t stand a chance.


    After realizing what Zhang Han meant, Lin Yun smiled apologetically. ¡°Sorry. It¡¯s a sudden enlightenment. I just broke through the bottleneck after the penance.¡±


    ¡°Ha-ha.¡±


    Zhang Han, flicking his sleeves heavily with a sneer, shouted, ¡°I quit!¡±


    Everybody was amused by this ridiculous scene.


    Given his grudge against Lin Yun, it¡¯s natural for Zhang Han to have a fight with him, but he unexpectedly gave up so soon.


    ¡°The winner is Lin Yun.¡±


    The referee announced the result without hesitation.


    Lin Yun felt a little pity to win such easily. He wanted to test his cultivation at the seventh level to learn about its power.


    There was only one battle awaiting Lin Yun who would be advanced to an inner disciple after another victory.


    Not long after he stepped off the stage, there came an acclamation in the crowd.


    Turning around, Lin Yun noticed that another outer disciple, Hu Zifeng, had turned up.


    Hu Zifeng!


    With his cultivation at the eighth level, the undefeatable Hu Zifeng stood out among the outer disciples of the Qingyun Sect.


    There were numerous stories about this legendary figure.


    ¡°Senior Hu, I¡¯m not giving up!¡±


    His antagonist said nervously.


    ¡°As you wish.¡±


    As soon as he finished speaking, the antagonist was thwacked to the air by the powerful force emitting from Hu Zifeng¡¯s palm.


    Thump!


    During the whole process, he never moved or touched his enemy, but somehow he still managed to knock the antagonist off the stage.


    ¡°How powerful he is!¡±


    Lin Yun was a little surprised. That¡¯s the fearful power of the cultivation at the eighth level.


    ¡°Hu Zifeng, Hu Zifeng!¡±


    The majority of the outer disciples were shouting his name excitedly.


    The knockout match ended before the sunset.


    Defeating his opponent in the third turn without any difficulties, Lin Yun fought his way from a humble sword slave to the top ten among the outer disciples, a seemingly impossible mission to complete for common people.


    All of the ten winners were on the stage with inner disciples and sect elders.


    ¡°Congratulations! You can go to the Sect Affairs Office for your reward. Now, each of you have a chance to challenge one of the inner disciples!¡± The sect leader Bai Tianming chuckled.


    The competition between the inner disciples were fiercer. Their capacity could be clearly observed from the rankings.


    Whoever won the contest could get the rank of his opponent directly.


    Most of the ten winners remained calm.


    The relationship between seniors and juniors played a more important role in the sect than the level of cultivation.


    Challenge meant disdain. If you won, the opponent had no choice but to surrender. If you lost, the opponent would very likely seek revenge after the midterm exam.


    Of course, Hu Zifeng was an exception.


    No sooner than the sect leader finished speaking, Hu Zifeng, raising his head, stared at one of the inner disciples and said, ¡°I, the worthless person, would like to learn from senior Feng.¡±


    Instead of being angry, the inner disciple whose surname was Feng forced a smile before saying, ¡°Since I was defeated by you a month ago, there is nothing I can teach you. I surrender.¡±


    He surrendered.


    Though being a little surprising, it¡¯s still reasonable given Hu Zifeng¡¯s strong power.


    No one made a fuss over that.


    ¡°Anybody else want to have a try? Or is Hu Zifeng the only courageous one?¡±


    Bai Tianming, the sect leader, tried to inspire others into action in smile.


    However, no one dared to answer him. After all, not everyone was a master. With the cultivation at the eighth level, it was natural for Hu Zifeng to come out first.


    ¡°I, the worthless person, would like to try!¡±


    Lin Yun broke the silence by uttering the words resolutely and caused an uproar.

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    ¡°As a worthless person, I would like to have a try!¡±


    His voice was neither haughty nor humble, and clear enough for every spectator.


    Whoosh!


    The other nine winners, including Hu Zifeng, turned their heads toward him at the same time with the nearly same expression.


    The sword slave must have lost his mind!


    Under the high platform, over 2000 outer disciples began to acclaim for him excitedly after being stupefied just then.


    As the biggest surprise at the contest field, Lin Yun¡¯s act could no longer be estimated with common sense.


    His successive victories in the group stage, which included defeating Zhou Yun in the knockout match, as well as the breakthrough in his cultivation during the contest, has brought about a new trend to the Qingyun Sect with his unique aura.


    At least Lin Yun made a different choice regardless of the result.


    While others would rather hold back their capabilities than causing trouble by challenging the inner disciples.


    Lin Yun had demonstrated his keen determination to win without fear.


    Up on the high platform, the expressions of the inner disciples varied.


    A streak of admiration skimmed across the young leader of the Qingyun Sect, Bai Yufan¡¯s eyes.


    To him, Lin Yun, not caring his identity at all, was an astonishment. Neither haughty nor humble, this guy always strove to be a better warrior.


    Feeling greatly embarrassed, the inner disciples sitting on the high platform were thrown into panic.


    As inner disciples, it was natural for them to defeat Lin Yun. Once lost, they would suffer a huge shame. It ws obviously not a cost-effective deal.


    Bai Tianming laughed. ¡°Great. What an aspiring young man! No mater you win or lose, I will give you a Heart Nurturing Elixir as a present! Who do you want to challenge?¡±


    As soon as he finished speaking, the other nine winners felt regretful at once.


    Heart Nourishing Elixir!


    Their eyes were filled with envy. How lucky the sword slave was to get a Heart Nurturing Elixir so easily!


    But they never realized that Lin Yun was risking his own life by standing out.


    ¡°Thank you very much, your Excellency. I need to take a look first.¡±


    As calm as he was, Lin Yun merely wanted to test his cultivation, which had newly been promoted to the seventh level.


    As a new inner disciple, losing the battle wouldn¡¯t influence the rank. If, fortunately, Lin Yun defeated the opponent, his rank would have a soar. Why not have a try then?


    A practitioner of martial arts could lose anything but his morale!


    Lin Yun¡¯s gaze swept over the faces of the inner disciples, searching for a suitable opponent.


    Before long, his unavoidably set eyes on Su Ziyao.


    Since they never had an eye-contact at such a close distance on the same stage, Lin Yun¡¯s heart stirred a little when their sights collided.


    With Su Ziyao as calm as usual, no one could tell what she was thinking about from her delicate appearance.


    Would she be a little surprised?


    Lin Yun looked away with a forced smile.


    ¡°Senior, I would like to learn from you.¡±


    Upon hearing Lin Yun¡¯s words, the spectators began to discuss heatedly.


    ¡°He chose senior Ma Yianyi.¡±


    ¡°Indeed! Senior Ma has reached the eighth level of cultivation, which is powerful enough.¡±


    ¡°If memory serves, senior Ma also gained the Big Achievement in the Tempest Swordplay!¡±


    Ma Tianyi, being displeased obviously, twitched his lips when Lin Yun called out his name.


    Among so many inner disciples, the sword slave just picked him. Was Lin Yun holding him in contempt?


    In presence of the sect leader, Ma Tianyi had to hold back his anger. ¡°Please!¡± He said sullenly.


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    Both of them leaped onto the central stage instantly.


    ¡°I have no idea why you picked me, but I definitely will make you regret!¡± Ma Tianyi, glaring at Lin Yun, said coldly.


    ¡°Maybe you will be disappointed. No matter how hard I fail, I will never regret. Now after you.¡±


    Lin Yun answered peacefully.


    ¡°As you wish!¡±


    Thump!


    As soon as Ma Tianyi unsheathed his sword, his inner forces were promoted to the acme instantly with the assistance of his inner martial arts at the eighth stage. The compelling sword intent stormed toward Lin Yun unmercifully.


    Raging tigers and Dragons in Rampage!


    Lin Yun took a step forward before his inner force started to rotate within his body.


    With the assistance of his cultivation at the seventhlevel, as well as the Raging tiger and Dragon in Rampage, Lin Yun could barely defend against Ma Tianyi¡¯s attack.


    Though at an inferior position, he could still make a counterattack.


    With a howl, Ma Tianyi, surrounded by the violent wind, drew his sword towards Lin Yun.


    With the wind gathering around the sword, the tip of the sharp weapon approached Lin Yun¡¯s throat within a second as swift as a streak of light.


    How fast it was!


    With the assistance of his inner cultivation at the eighth level, Lin Yun was a little surprised at the high speed of the Tempest Swordplay.


    Daring not to relax, Lin Yun employed the Flowing Wind Swordplay at the Big Achievement.


    In terms of the attacking power, the Flowing Wind Swordplay was better than the Tempest Swordplay. However, given Ma Tianyi¡¯s higher level of cultivation, the shortage in swordplay was totally made up.


    Not suppressed by Zhou Yun¡¯s inner forces, Lin Yun¡¯s Flowing Wind Swordplay was, instead, entirely quelled by the sword intent produced by Ma Tianyi¡¯s Tempest Swordplay.


    Their gap in cultivation had been revealed immediately at the very beginning.


    Lin Yun struggled to defend against Ma Tianyi¡¯s stormy sword intent, as if a lonely boat floating up and down in the violent ocean, which could capsize at any time.


    All the spectators were aghast at such an extremely dangerous situation.


    Hu Zifeng, standing on the high platform, was very pleased at Lin Yun¡¯s would-be failure. If such a humble sword servant could defeat the inner disciple, his victory against senior Feng would be unworthy of mentioning.


    Only after defeating Lin Yun, could he be the top one among the outer disciples!


    Bai Yufan, the young sect leader, sighed to himself. With such an obvious gap between their cultivation, Lin Yun hardly stood a chance.


    ¡°If I were picked by this sword slave, I would kill him within three moves! Ma Tianyi was so kind to him.¡± Wang Ning sneered.


    ¡°Just as I expected, he has overestimated his strength!¡±


    ¡°Does he really think that he falls in the same category with Hu Zifeng?¡±


    Assuming that Lin Yun was doomed to lose, the inner disciples on the high platform let out a sigh in relief with a sneer on their faces.


    However, on the stage, there was stubbornness in Lin Yun¡¯s sparkling eyes.


    Being thrilled deep in his heart, he knew clearly that he had chosen the right opponent!


    Under the suppression of Ma Tianyi¡¯s inner force, Lin Yun had got a better understanding of the swordplay rapidly by revealing his demerits completely during the combat.


    A warrior could only make progress in wars.


    Without competing with Ma Tianyi, Lin Yun would never know that he would last till now when confronting a top warrior at the eighth level.


    After about seven minutes.


    With his body covered with minor wounds, Lin Yun, whose robe was soaked by blood still managed to bite the bullet despite the awkward position he was in.


    Ma Tianyi was infuriated by Lin¡¯s perseverance.


    Since there were no chance to win, why was the sword servant still holding on?


    He did all these just to embarrass me?


    In Ma Tianyi¡¯s opinion, the more moves he employed, the more contempt the inner disciples on the platform would hold him in.


    Only within a moment, both of them had employed more than a hundred moves.


    The sneer on the inner disciples¡¯ faces was replaced by shock.


    All the outer disciples offstage had already been astonished.


    Lin Yun was...seeking his own doom!


    At the inferior position from the very beginning, Lin Yun was still biting the bullet with numerous wounds on his body.


    ¡°You asked for this!¡±


    A streak of fury skimmed across Ma Tianyi¡¯s eyes.


    Swish!


    With a sharp flick of Ma Tianyi¡¯s wrist, the sword intent was enhanced suddenly. Eighty-one moves, gathering into eight gusts of violent sword winds, descended from the air and stormed to Lin Yun from different directions.


    Violent Storms from Eight Directions, the unique skill of the Tempest Swordplaygave Lin Yun no place to hide.


    Flowing Shadow of Reflective Lights!


    Lin defended against Ma Tianyi¡¯s attack also with the unique skill of the Flowing Wind Swordplay with a sullen look on his face.


    Clang!


    With the shadows of the swords flailing on the stage, the enormous sound of the collision of swords lingered in the air for a long time.


    Within a second, the attacking power of the two unique skills were revealed.


    Lin Yun, spitting a mouthful of blood, could barely rise to his feet.


    Sitting on the platform, the sect leader Bai Tianming frowned at the fearful killing intent, which disappeared so fleetingly that nobody else had noticed.


    Being expressionless, Ma Tianyi held the sword with his right hand on which a streak of blood trickled down.


    Tick-tock! Tick-tock!


    What a crisp sound!


    For the first time, Ma Tianyi was hurt in the battle against Lin Yun.


    Who suffered from the injury more seriously was obvious.


    ¡°You lost.¡±


    Watching Lin Yun shaking heavily, almost falling to the ground, Ma Tianyi murmured without wiping the bloodstain on the corner of his mouth.


    Using the sword to support his body, Lin Yun tried his best to force a smile. ¡°The sword is still in my hand. What makes you think that I have lost?¡±


    ¡°I just don¡¯t think you stand a chance.¡±


    He could barely rise to his feet with the severe wounds, but still refused to surrender. Ma Tianyi couldn¡¯t help sneering at this poor guy.


    ¡°Indeed. In your eyes, a sword slave like me daring to challenge an inner disciple is already a felony. However, only through holding on to the last minute, shall we know the result of the combat. As a warrior, there was something I mustn¡¯t abandon. I, a worthless person, still have a move to consult senior!¡±


    Lin Yun¡¯s hair was fluttering in the breeze.


    Although his face had turned pallid as a sheet of paper, there was still a streak of pride gathering between his eyebrows.


    All of a sudden, an earthshaking force was emitted from Lin Yun¡¯s twitching body, as a raging tiger in rampage howling to the sky.


    Just at that moment, his sword moved!


    His force, as aggressive and savage as a raging tiger, actually turned gentle and soft under the guidance of his Flower Burying Sword and flowed slowly and discreetly like a winding stream.


    Led by the Flower Burying Sword, the two totally different forces merged closely.


    A streak of astonishment suddenly replaced the sneer on Ma Tianyi¡¯s face


    He could feel a breathtakingly horrible sword intent on Lin Yun, which could be a great ambition, a fury burning fiercely, or numerous demons gushing from hell.


    When the move finally came into launch, Ma Tianyi could see nothing but a rose in full bloom at the tip of Lin Yun¡¯s sword, which suddenly exploded as the incomparable sword intent broke out.


    Where the flower bloomed?


    In Him the Tiger Sniffed the Rose!