Chapter 45

Lin Xuan had heard of many attributes, but he had never heard of an attributeless one.

"Attributeless spiritual energy has one advantage: it can evolve into any type of attribute, and it can fuse with other attributes," Old Ji said.

"If you had thunder attribute spiritual energy, then your Thunder Movement Sword Technique could reach perfection."

"Really?" Lin Xuan said in surprise, "If the Thunder Movement Sword Technique reaches perfection, how powerful would it be?"

"However, you need to absorb a thunder source or cultivate a thunder attribute technique to make your sword technique reach perfection," Old Ji said.

"After the Inner Sect Selection, I'll look for a thunder attribute technique or a thunder source!" Lin Xuan made up his mind.

In the blink of an eye, three days had passed.

And today was the day of the Inner Sect Selection.

Tens of thousands of Outer Sect disciples set off, heading towards the testing site. Lin Xuan also put on his Red Flame Great Sword and walked out of the house.

Outside, the sky was clear with clouds scattered about.

On the vast square, countless disciples gathered, their faces flushed with excitement.

"I wonder how many people will pass the first round this time?" someone asked.

"I hope I can pass smoothly..."

"Look, it's Jiang Yulong!" many Outer Sect disciples exclaimed, "He's one of the Four Heroes!"

In the crowd, Jiang Yulong stood coldly in a white robe, surrounded by a group of Divine Might Sect disciples.

"Duan Fei is here too!" another exclamation, "Damn, all four of the Outer Sect's Four Heroes are here today. Even if I don't pass the first round, it's worth it today!"

In another direction, the handsome young man Duan Fei stood with a smile, surrounded by many female disciples. His delicate face and graceful figure made countless male disciples seethe with jealousy.

Duan Fei smiled and greeted these beauties while casually glancing at Jiang Yulong, who was also staring at him. Their gazes met, and a series of sparks flew in the air.

The two belonged to different factions. Jiang Yulong detested this womanizer, and Duan Fei also disliked this cold-tempered young man, so their relationship was very poor.

"Hmph! When you lose, I'll see which female disciples will still surround you!" Jiang Yulong said coldly.

"Shen Qian'er, my goddess!"

In the distance, a girl in a green robe slowly walked over, her light and graceful demeanor making her seem like a celestial being. Duan Fei and Jiang Yulong both looked at the green-robed girl. Duan Fei smiled and nodded, while Jiang Yulong's expression was somewhat strange, his gaze somewhat evasive.

Shen Qian'er bowed to the two of them and then, welcomed by a group of girls, stood in another direction.

At this moment, a group of young men from the South District also walked over, their faces filled with excitement.

Lin Xuan, dressed in black, with a dark red great sword on his back, had a faint smile on his clear and handsome face, looking extremely spirited.

"Xuan Ge, you must reach the third round, and we'll cheer for you then!" Ding Xiaopang said, waving his hands.

"Xiao Pang, you don't need to say that. Xuan Ge will definitely enter the third round, and he will definitely succeed in entering the Inner Sect!" The young men chattered on, the whole process very joyful.

"Wow! So many beauties!" Ding Xiaopang's narrow eyes widened, and saliva dripped down.

"If I could marry one, that would be great." Ding Xiaopang muttered.

The other young men also had a lecherous look, but after hearing Ding Xiaopang's words, they all showed a look of disdain.

"Xiao Pang, stop dreaming. Go home and hug your doll to sleep!" Lin Xuan's neighbor, Hou Xiaoshou, said.

Doll was a stuffed toy that Ding Xiaopang hugged to sleep every day, and the disciples often joked about this.

"Hmph, don't be so smug. When Xuan Ge becomes an Inner Sect disciple, he will definitely introduce me to one!" Ding Xiaopang was不服气 (unwilling to admit defeat).

Lin Xuan smiled, "Don't worry, I'll find you a fairy for a wife then!"

The group of young men laughed and walked onto the square, but the passersby looked at them with disdain.

"Tsk! A bunch of country bumpkins, thinking they can enter the Inner Sect, overestimating themselves!"

"Probably still dreaming. The first round will shatter their dreams!"

...

Lin Xuan and the others stepped onto the square, sighing again.

The square seemed endless, stretching as far as the eye could see. In front was a magnificent palace, surrounded by rosy clouds, like a celestial palace.

Here, Lin Xuan saw Jiang Yulong and Duan Fei. The latter ignored him, while Jiang Yulong gave him a cruel smile.

Lin Xuan didn't pay attention to them. All grudges would be settled on the arena, and there was no need to waste energy now. He slowly closed his eyes, conserving his energy.

But soon, he was shaken awake by someone beside him.

"Shangguan Liuyun! It's Shangguan Liuyun!"

Ding Xiaopang excitedly pulled Lin Xuan, his expression more excited than seeing a beauty. The surrounding companions were also excited, staring at the figure without blinking.

"He is one of the Four Heroes of the Outer Sect and the top-ranked person in the Outer Sect! It's said that his strength is even stronger than some Inner Sect disciples, and even Jiang Yulong and Duan Fei are overshadowed by him!"

Lin Xuan was surprised and turned his head to see a person walking towards the square.

This person was dressed in black, walking step by step with a blank expression. Unlike other geniuses, he had no group of supporters or a swarm of beauties, but was alone.

Alone, he seemed to overshadow everyone!

When he arrived, all the noise disappeared. Even Duan Fei, who had been smiling, turned cold and looked at him with hostility. Jiang Yulong gripped his long sword tightly, his knuckles turning pale from the force.

He stood in the center of the square, and everyone around him subconsciously moved away. No one could withstand his aura; he seemed born to be a king, to be looked up to by all.

After a long time, someone dared to whisper, and the atmosphere gradually returned to normal.

At this moment, the clouds in the sky churned, and a sudden strong wind blew, making everyone's clothes flutter. Everyone looked up in fear and saw a person standing on the clouds.

A middle-aged man in a purple robe!

He stood in the air, coldly looking down, like a god high above.

"Levitation!" Lin Xuan's pupils constricted. He felt a massive pressure slowly emanating from the middle-aged man in the purple robe, like an invisible hand pressing down, making it hard to breathe.

The middle-aged man in the purple robe waved his hand, and the clouds in the sky formed a giant hand, pressing down into the void.

In the next moment, everyone felt the ground shake, as if an earthquake had occurred, accompanied by a rumbling sound. When the surroundings returned to normal, the disciples saw a mountain appear on the side of the palace, as if in a dream.

"This mountain is called Thunder Cloud Mountain, with ninety-nine levels. It is the first round of this selection. Those who climb this mountain will have the资格 (qualification) to enter the next round." The voice of the middle-aged man in the purple robe, like a bell, echoed throughout the square.

"Now, the first round begins!"