Chapter 7

The Pure Yang Technique has five levels, just as Lin Yun had expected.

Compared to the Flowing Wind Sword Technique, its progress is slow. After three days, he was still at the first level.

Cultivation techniques are based on one’s bone structure.

Bone structure refers to a martial artist’s physical constitution. Lin Yun was just an ordinary mortal, even worse than the average mortal.

Apart from bone structure, external factors also play a role.

External factors usually refer to medicinal pills, followed by feng shui treasure lands where the spiritual energy is abundant, making cultivation much more efficient.

Within the Green Cloud Sect, places with abundant spiritual energy have long been occupied by inner disciples and sect elders.

Lin Yun’s bone structure was poor, and he had neither a feng shui treasure land nor medicinal pills.

Therefore, the progress of the Pure Yang Technique could not be fast.

However, the three days were not wasted. His Flowing Wind Sword Technique became increasingly proficient.

For techniques that rely on comprehension, he did not find them particularly difficult.

He did not neglect the Fierce Tiger Fist either.

The sword technique was a killing skill, the cultivation technique refined internal energy, and the Fierce Tiger Fist honed the body. All three were equally important.

In front of the wooden house.

Lin Yun spread his palm, pressing it against the sword hilt, with the tip of the sword touching the ground.

With a light shout, the long sword began to spin rapidly under his palm.

However, the top of the scabbard did not spin and remained embedded in the ground.

"Not yet..."

Lin Yun closed his eyes, muttering to himself, carefully sensing the spinning sword under his palm, allowing the internal energy in his body to gradually merge with it.

Whoosh!

A gentle breeze suddenly arose, lifting the hair on Lin Yun’s forehead.

"Forming the wind with the sword!"

Lin Yun suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze bright, and tightly gripped the sword hilt.

So heavy!

A powerful suction force came from the sword, pulling Lin Yun’s body down to the ground.

The solid foundation laid by the Fierce Tiger Fist allowed Lin Yun to stabilize his body and lift the sword.

Whoosh!

The moment the sword was pulled out, Lin Yun’s body uncontrollably rushed forward.

He and the sword shot out two yards.

The scabbard pierced the rock in front of him, penetrating an inch deep, causing cracks to appear in the stone wall.

Lin Yun felt as if his entire body had been drained, leaving him exhausted.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he looked at the sword embedded in the rock, deep in thought.

Forming the wind with the sword!

This was one of the three major killing moves of the Flowing Wind Sword Technique. To have such power on the first attempt was impressive.

No wonder it required such high comprehension.

"Indeed, forming the wind with the sword means using the sword to create the wind, and at the moment the wind rises, releasing the accumulated power in multiples."

Lin Yun calmly analyzed. This was before the sword was unsheathed; if the blade were out, the killing power would be even greater.

However, it was too troublesome to execute.

If I were to fight someone, I would be defeated before the wind even rose.

I need to keep trying. Only when I can do it at will can I truly unleash its full power in battle.

"I can only reach this level by self-studying and practicing. To advance further, I need to enter the Mechanism Hall of the sect and fight the battle puppets, or go out and engage in real combat. Both can increase my sword technique’s proficiency."

Lin Yun muttered to himself, not feeling complacent about his small achievement.

After a moment, he made up his mind: real combat!

Although the Mechanism Hall was effective, it required payment to enter, which he currently lacked.

Real combat, on the other hand, would not only train him but also allow him to kill beasts for money and medicinal pills.

He urgently needed medicinal pills to enhance the Pure Yang Technique.

Otherwise, his cultivation would stagnate, and no matter how strong his sword technique was, it would be just a show.

The Transcendent Cloud Mountain Range was located behind the Green Cloud Sect, stretching endlessly and spanning several countries. The part in the Tian Shui Kingdom was just a small portion.

Even this small portion covered a third of the Tian Shui Kingdom’s territory.

Besides the Green Cloud Sect, the Tian Shui Kingdom had three other major sects, collectively known as One Sect and Three Schools: the Mad Saber Sect, the Green Cloud Sect, the Purple Flame Sect, and the Profound Sun Sect.

Disciples of the four major sects often trained in the Transcendent Cloud Mountain Range.

In the past, Lin Yun, limited by his status as a sword slave, had few opportunities to go out for training. Now, he had no such concerns.

After a brief preparation, Lin Yun set out.

The Transcendent Cloud Mountain Range was not far from the sect, located behind the Green Cloud Sect. It took less than an hour to reach.

The forest was filled with dangerous beasts, and deeper in, one might even encounter demonic beasts.

Compared to ordinary beasts, demonic beasts, influenced by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, gradually transformed and mutated, becoming extremely powerful.

The weakest demonic beasts had the strength of a fifth-level martial artist.

At Lin Yun’s current third-level martial artist realm, encountering a demonic beast would mean certain death.

Lin Yun, not wanting to provoke demonic beasts, cautiously walked through the Transcendent Cloud Mountain Range, looking for solitary beasts.

The beasts in the Transcendent Cloud Mountain Range had valuable fur, claws, and meat, which could provide a significant income for Lin Yun.

Unfortunately, most of the beasts he encountered were in groups.

Lin Yun, alone, could only give up and wait for an opportunity.

Rustle! Rustle! Rustle!

"Water sound?"

Following the sound, he saw a mountain stream converging into a river, the water colliding with the rocks, creating a clear and melodious sound, flowing down and bringing a refreshing breeze.

"Forming a stream with water, flowing like the wind, the Flowing Wind Sword Technique, flowing like the wind."

Lin Yun’s eyes lit up, suddenly gaining insight. Could it be that the so-called flowing sword technique does not refer to the wind but to the water flowing like the wind?

No wonder no one in the Green Cloud Sect had mastered this sword technique.

Perhaps the key lies here.

Closing his eyes, he recalled the moves of the Flowing Wind Sword Technique, falling into deep thought.

After a moment, he drew his sword, leaped down, and jumped into the water.

Splash!

As soon as he landed, he was knocked over by the strong current, drenched from head to toe.

Getting up and crawling to the shore, Lin Yun was undeterred.

Wiping the water from his face, he jumped back in... repeating the process, undaunted by the difficulty.

He didn’t know how many times he failed, a hundred times, a thousand times?

Lin Yun’s nose and face were bruised, his body aching and numb.

"Success!"

Through persistent effort, Lin Yun finally succeeded, standing steadily on the rock in the water, the stream flowing and the wind blowing, but he did not fall.

A smile appeared on his face, and he began to perform the Flowing Wind Sword Technique.

"Forming a stream with water, flowing like the wind..."

In the flowing stream, Lin Yun wielded his sword, feeling the wind created by the flowing water.

Like a cunning rabbit, he leaped out of the water, the Flowing Wind Sword Technique perfectly blending with the stream and the wind.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Wielding his sword, he moved with the stream, completely immersed in the cultivation of the Flowing Wind Sword Technique, losing himself in it.

He seemed to transform into the wind, merging with the flowing stream, moving downstream.

The stream eventually formed a clear lake at the mountain’s waist.

Following the stream, Lin Yun was about to fall into the lake when the sword in his hand began to spin wildly.

Just before he fell, he shouted and firmly gripped the sword, thrusting it forward.

"Forming the wind with the sword!"

Instantly, the power contained in the sword lifted him up, like a green bird skimming the surface of the lake, leaping forward.

The sword wind rose, creating two walls of waves.

He flew across the nearly hundred-meter-wide lake.

Splash!

Looking back, the waves fell onto the lake, like countless pearls hitting a jade plate.

A single leap across a hundred meters, the Flowing Wind Sword Technique had reached a small level of mastery!

Lin Yun said softly, "This Flowing Wind Sword Technique seems to be even more powerful than described. It seems the Green Cloud Sect’s version is not the original, with many omissions."

Today, he had gained insight into the true meaning of the sword technique in the stream, completing it.

Roar!

Three roars came, and Lin Yun turned to see three brown-furred iron-clawed wolves emerging.

They were likely hunting and had been startled by the water sound, then discovered Lin Yun.

Iron-clawed wolves were extremely fierce, with claws harder than steel and extremely sharp.

They could easily tear through a martial artist’s chest, and with a slight pull, rip out their internal organs.

They usually appeared in groups, dominating the edges of the Transcendent Cloud Mountain Range. Lin Yun had always avoided them in the past.

Now that his sword technique had reached a small level of mastery, he wanted to test it.

Lin Yun’s expression was serious, not daring to be careless, gripping his sword, slightly trembling.

It wasn’t fear, but the excitement brought by the heightened tension.

Sensing that Lin Yun’s aura was different, the three iron-clawed wolves did not act rashly. Their eyes were fierce, staring at Lin Yun, growling and emitting a pungent smell.

If it were an ordinary person, they would be terrified by the mere presence.

One man against three wolves, neither moved, seemingly in a stalemate, but actually testing each other.

Lin Yun knew he had only one chance to attack. If he couldn’t kill all three wolves in one move, one would surely tear his chest open.

If he didn’t act, it was fine, but once he did, he had to succeed.

Noticing that the lead wolf seemed impatient, with a look of agitation in its eyes, Lin Yun took a step forward and attacked!

The three iron-clawed wolves leaped up simultaneously.

Lin Yun’s gaze was calm. He moved like the flowing stream, the wind rising... the sword following the wind, the three iron wolves splashing blood in the rainbow.

Landing steadily, Lin Yun’s left arm had three claw marks, the wounds looking vicious.

With a loud thud, the three iron-clawed wolves landed heavily.

Turning to look, he saw that each of the three iron-clawed wolves had a finger-thick sword wound on their necks, blood gushing out, and they were already dead.

Walking over to check, Lin Yun mused, "I underestimated the lead wolf’s reaction. If I had been more accurate, I wouldn’t have injured my left arm."

Sheathing his sword, Lin Yun took out a dagger and cut off the wolf claws.

The remaining fur and meat were of low value and would be cumbersome to carry, so he left them behind.

"Flowing like the wind, this battle confirms that my cultivation direction is correct."

Killing three iron-clawed wolves in one move at the third-level martial artist realm greatly boosted Lin Yun’s confidence!