Chapter 5

The sharp and unpredictable long sword, like the drifting clouds in the sky, made it impossible to guess where the next strike would land.

Zhang Bin's strength had reached the third stage of the Condensation Pulse realm, and he used a mid-level Yellow Rank sword technique. The power was so great that even disciples of the same stage would not dare to easily take on his attacks. Zhang Bin did not think Lin Xuan could withstand this strike.

Fortunately, Lin Xuan had just broken through to the second stage of the Condensation Pulse realm, greatly increasing his strength. He kept retreating, narrowly avoiding the sword strike.

"Damn, how bizarre! You actually managed to dodge!" Zhang Bin's sword missed, and he was momentarily stunned.

"Looks like you've broken through to the second stage of the Condensation Pulse realm. The power of the Fire Spirit Mushroom is indeed potent, but such a good thing is being wasted on a useless person like you!" Zhang Bin grew more and more angry as he spoke, and his sword techniques became even more vicious.

Boom!

The long sword, enveloped in blue spiritual energy, instantly shattered the wooden wall, causing a strong wind to rush in, making the entire small house shake.

"I don't have the patience to drag this out. You're going to die! I'll take your blood!" Zhang Bin's aura grew even stronger, and his long sword glowed with light.

"Is this what you call sword technique?" Lin Xuan said bluntly, "To me, it's full of flaws!"

Lin Xuan took a step forward, and his long sword suddenly changed. The tip of the sword glowed with a cold light, leaving a trail of sword shadows in the air.

"Clear Wind Sword Technique, this can't be!" Zhang Bin exclaimed, "This is a high-level Yellow Rank sword technique. How could a sword slave like you learn it?"

A hint of a cold smile appeared on the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth. His long sword, in sync with the strong wind outside, formed an invisible sword aura inside the house.

"You're in for it!" Zhang Bin was frightened and quickly rushed out of the small house, disappearing in the storm.

Lin Xuan put away his black iron sword and sighed in relief. He had spent the whole day practicing sword techniques with Tang Yu, and he had already learned the moves of the Clear Wind Sword Technique.

However, it was just a superficial form. He did not know the sword technique's heart method, so its power was pitifully weak. It was enough to scare someone like Zhang Bin, but in a real fight, it would be useless.

Zhang Bin would not let this go. I can't afford to have a conflict with him now. I'll settle accounts with him after joining the Xuanjian Sect.

The small wooden house was in ruins, and there was no way he could sleep. Lin Xuan sat cross-legged and began to practice the Longevity Technique again. He had already offended many disciples before even entering the sect. Without strong power, he could not survive.

With his hands forming seals, Lin Xuan entered a state of cultivation. A faint green light emanated from his body, like a solitary lamp in the darkness.

The next morning, the rain stopped, and the entire mountain peak was exceptionally fresh, with the fragrance of soil everywhere.

Lin Xuan woke up from his meditation, stretched his limbs, and began to practice his sword technique.

It was still that fast, meteor-like sword technique. Although practicing this move was somewhat monotonous, he still carried it out meticulously.

Last night, this sword technique had shown its power. Although he did not know its rank, Lin Xuan knew it was no worse than any other sword technique. He could even sense a special sword intent from it.

However, the only drawback was that it consumed a lot of spiritual energy. With Lin Xuan's current strength, he could use it at most three times before his spiritual energy was depleted.

Therefore, this sword technique was suitable for a one-hit kill.

"Huh, so early?" As Lin Xuan was practicing his sword technique, Tang Yu walked over with a smile. When she saw the small wooden house, her delicate face turned cold.

"What happened? Who did this?" Tang Yu asked.

"It's nothing, I can handle it myself." Lin Xuan shook his head.

"You?" Tang Yu rolled her eyes and her mouth formed an 'O', "Second-stage Spirit Scholar, you've broken through?"

Lin Xuan shrugged and smiled, "Practice, practice, and I broke through."

Tang Yu, with her hands behind her back, circled around him three times, making Lin Xuan feel uneasy.

"What are you doing?" Lin Xuan asked warily.

"You're such a bore!" Tang Yu pouted, "After you pass the outer sect test, how about following me?"

"Follow you?" Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow, "I'll think about it."

He knew that the disciples of the Xuanjian Sect were divided into many factions, constantly competing with each other, and they controlled many resources. So, the first thing after entering the outer sect would probably be to join one of these factions.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of you after you enter the outer sect!" Tang Yu patted her well-developed chest, speaking with pride.

The days of cultivation passed quickly, and soon it was time for the outer sect test. Lin Xuan's cultivation had broken through again, reaching the third stage of the Condensation Pulse realm. He could now condense spiritual energy on the sword, doubling his attack power.

The outer sect test was mainly for the disciples of the surrounding noble families, and only a small number of sword slaves participated. Lin Xuan, dressed in gray cloth, stood among a group of richly dressed young men, looking somewhat out of place.

"Whose slave is this, dressed so shabbily." Someone mocked.

"This is a sword slave from the Xuantian Sect, probably here to take the test."

"What, a sword slave!" Many noble disciples sneered, "He's still a slave, truly reckless. How dare he take this test!"

"Having a good chat, aren't you?" Lin Xuan walked up to the disciples, his aura radiating, and his body glowing with a green light.

These disciples were all at the first stage of the Condensation Pulse realm, with the highest being the second stage. In front of Lin Xuan, they were no match, and they trembled under his aura.

Lin Xuan coldly snorted, giving them a warning. Indeed, these noble disciples became very obedient, but a few harbored deep resentment towards Lin Xuan.

"Damn, what's he so arrogant about? My brother is in the outer sect. After the test, I'll teach him a lesson!" Many noble disciples planned to take revenge on Lin Xuan.

Soon, a few young disciples from the Xuantian Sect walked out. One of them, a young man, said loudly, "I am in charge of the outer sect test this time. The rules are simple: defeat the Bamboo Forest Guards to pass the test. You can go alone or form a team."

"Follow me." The young man led everyone to a passage and asked, "Who goes first?"

Lin Xuan carefully examined the passage, which was over three meters wide and over ten meters long. On both sides of the passage stood two rows of guards, holding bamboo swords, standing motionless.

After a careful observation, Lin Xuan was slightly surprised. These so-called Bamboo Forest Guards were actually bamboo puppets, not real people.

Many noble disciples also noticed this and began to discuss among themselves.

"They're just puppets, I'll go!" A purple-clothed young man stepped forward, his long sword glowing with a green light, and he rushed forward with quick steps.

In the passage, a green bamboo guard stepped out, its eye sockets glowing with two points of light, and its green bamboo sword pointed forward.