Chapter 13

"Senior Brother Chen, I’ve made up my mind. I want to exchange for this Thunder Movement Sword Technique," Lin Xuan said, returning the book.

"What! You want to exchange for the Thunder Movement Sword Technique!" Chen Dazheng exclaimed in surprise.

Some of the nearby disciples, upon hearing this, looked at Lin Xuan with a strange expression.

"Junior Brother, you’ve just arrived and don’t fully understand the Thunder Movement Sword Technique," Chen Dazheng explained. "This sword technique is not only incomplete but also difficult to practice. In the past, some people chose it, but no one has ever succeeded in mastering it. Over time, no one has chosen it anymore."

"So, Junior Brother, you should choose something else. After all, 120 contribution points is not a small amount," Chen Dazheng advised.

"No one has succeeded? How bizarre!" Lin Xuan stroked his chin, a smile playing on his lips. "Although Old Drunkard said this is a simplified version, I imagine its power is extraordinary."

"Don’t worry, Senior Brother, I’ll exchange for the Thunder Movement Sword Technique."

"Ah!" Seeing Lin Xuan’s determination, Chen Dazheng sighed and shook his head. He took a thin booklet from the bookshelf behind him and handed it to Lin Xuan.

"Do you understand the rules?" Chen Dazheng asked.

Lin Xuan nodded: "No one else can know about it except me."

This was the rule of the Xuantian Sect. Whoever exchanged for a cultivation technique was the only one allowed to practice it. If it was privately shared, severe punishment would follow upon discovery.

Holding the Thunder Movement Sword Technique, Lin Xuan was about to leave when a group of disciples entered, talking incessantly and looking somewhat panicked.

"Have you heard? Someone from the Divine Might Group died in the Taihang Mountains!"

"What, are you sure!" someone asked.

"You don’t know?" the disciples who entered said. "Several disciples from the Divine Might Group didn’t return last night. Today, their bodies were found in the Taihang Mountains, already mutilated beyond recognition. If it weren’t for their identity tags, they wouldn’t have been identified."

"Killed by beasts!" one of the surrounding disciples said. "Encountering a powerful beast, it’s their bad luck."

When such things happened, the most excited were the ordinary outer sect disciples. They were not part of the Divine Might Group and were often oppressed by them, so they naturally hoped for something to happen to the Divine Might Group, like someone challenging them or a battle group fighting with them. However, it seemed their excitement was in vain.

"Do you know who died?" the disciple said mysteriously.

Everyone looked at him curiously, full of anticipation.

Lin Xuan stood in the distance, silent. He knew who had died but wanted to hear the Divine Might Group’s reaction.

The disciple continued: "One of the dead disciples is named Zhang Bin. You might not have heard of him, but you must have heard of his brother."

"His brother is Zhang Qian!"

"What, Zhang Qian! You mean Zhang Qian’s brother died?" everyone exclaimed.

"Who is Zhang Qian?" Lin Xuan saw Chen Dazheng’s face filled with surprise and unconsciously pursed his lips.

"You joined late, so it’s normal that you don’t know," Chen Dazheng sighed. "Zhang Qian is an inner sect disciple and a core member of the Divine Might Group. His cultivation has reached the Eighth Rank of the Meridian Condensation Realm, and he is one of the top thirty on the inner sect’s ranking list. Almost all Xuantian Sect disciples have heard of his name."

"I didn’t expect that while he was on a mission, his brother would die in the Taihang Mountains. He will likely go berserk when he returns."

Lin Xuan nodded expressionlessly, but his heart sank. He didn’t expect Zhang Bin’s brother to be so powerful, but he didn’t regret his actions. Even if he had known Zhang Bin’s identity, he would still have killed him.

At this moment, the disciple continued: "Many inner sect disciples from the Divine Might Group went to the Taihang Mountains. They found numerous sword wounds on Zhang Bin’s body, including a clear stab wound on his neck."

"Are you saying he was killed first and then torn apart by beasts?" Everyone was stunned. Someone daring enough to kill Zhang Qian’s brother was practically courting death!

"The Divine Might Group is now in a state of outrage, discussing how to deal with the situation. They will likely mobilize all their forces to find the murderer."

Lin Xuan sighed inwardly, not expecting his actions to be discovered. He bid farewell to Chen Dazheng and left. His current situation was dangerous, and the only thing he could do was to improve his strength as much as possible.

On his way back, Lin Xuan noticed that all the disciples were discussing the incident. He subconsciously clenched his fists and quickened his pace.

Back in his room, Lin Xuan relaxed his guard and let out a slow breath.

Calmly, he opened the Thunder Movement Sword Technique he had just exchanged for and read it carefully. If he could master this technique, it would greatly enhance his strength.

The core of the Thunder Movement Sword Technique is one word: fast!

What is the fastest in the world? Lightning! What is the most violent? Thunder!

The Thunder Movement Sword Technique combines the fastest speed and the most violent force. When the sword is drawn, the wind and thunder move!

Seeing this, Lin Xuan couldn’t help but nod. Indeed, the power of lightning is one of the most violent forces in the world. If this power is integrated into a sword technique, its power is unimaginable.

Lin Xuan already had a preliminary understanding of fast sword techniques. His move, Heavenly Flying Star, was very fast, but it consumed a lot of spiritual energy.

"I wonder how fast the Thunder Movement Sword Technique can be?" Lin Xuan thought with anticipation.

He continued reading, and the next part described the first three levels of the technique and a section of the sword mantra. The sword mantra is the core of a sword technique, and only with it can the full power of the technique be unleashed.

Lin Xuan became more and more engrossed. The content of the Thunder Movement Sword Technique broadened his horizons. He now understood why many people couldn’t master it. Just the word "fast" alone is not something that can be achieved in a short time.

Like Lin Xuan’s Heavenly Flying Star, it took him three years to achieve its current effect.

Moreover, the Thunder Movement Sword Technique not only requires speed but also the control of violent force.

"Have you finished reading?" Old Drunkard’s voice sounded. "Do you want me to guide you?"

Lin Xuan was still not used to the sudden appearance of the old drunkard’s voice, but when he heard the word "guide," his face lit up with a smile.

"This mysterious guy, who dares to call himself the Sword Absolute, must have extraordinary sword skills. If he guides me, my cultivation speed will surely increase greatly," Lin Xuan thought.

"Old Drunkard, I really need your guidance!" Lin Xuan said with a grin.

"Given your character, you should have been suspicious and refused," Old Drunkard said sarcastically.

"Hehe, not taking an advantage is being a fool!"

Old Drunkard laughed: "You, kid, really suit my taste!"

But he quickly reacted, displeased: "What did you just say, who is the drunkard?"

Lin Xuan was taken aback, thinking the guy was slow to react, but he praised him: "You must have heard wrong. I said you are a sage of wine and a sword immortal. You are the Wine Sword Immortal!"

"Um! I like that." Old Drunkard felt a pleasant sourness and howled, "Xuanzi, I’m almost out of wine. Get me some good wine."

Lin Xuan: "…"

"I want wine made from a thousand-year-old spirit fruit, steeped in a ten-thousand-year-old immortal vine." Old Drunkard started making demands.

"You must still be asleep." Lin Xuan held his head in pain. "I’m so poor I don’t even have a single spirit stone. Where can I get a thousand-year-old spirit fruit?"

Old Drunkard’s lazy voice drifted out: "Then I can’t teach you. You’ll have to figure it out yourself. Good luck!"

Lin Xuan: "…"

After a long while, Lin Xuan suddenly burst out: "You old man, praising you as the Wine Sword Immortal, you really think you’re an immortal! Do you believe I’ll kick you out right now!"

The room fell silent, and Old Drunkard had no reaction.

"Fine, I’ll get you the spirit fruit!" Lin Xuan gritted his teeth.