Chapter 4

"My hand!" Chen Feng cried out in terror, his right arm sliced open with a deep wound, revealing white bone in some places.

"How could this happen?" Zhang Bin and the others did not chase after, as that sword strike was too bizarre, and Lin Xuan's aura was definitely not that of a third-stage Body Tempering practitioner.

"Could he have been hiding his strength?" Zhang Bin was puzzled, "Or perhaps it was the effect of the Fire Spirit Grass, allowing him to break through to the Meridian Condensation Realm. Your blood, I will definitely take it!"

"You two, quickly support him back to the sect!" Zhang Bin ordered.

The two of them supported Chen Feng and quickly headed towards the Xuantian Sect, while Zhang Bin followed behind, his eyes flickering, deep in thought.

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Lin Xuan ran all the way back to his small house. He closed the door and tried to calm himself down.

To be honest, the power of that sword strike was somewhat beyond his expectations. This sword technique was given to him by his father, who told him to practice it well.

Don't be fooled by its seemingly ordinary appearance; when executed, it is incredibly powerful. However, it only has one move, and this move consumes a significant amount of spiritual energy, almost a third of his total.

Thinking about spiritual energy, Lin Xuan became excited again. After so many years, he could finally cultivate. He couldn't help but think of the small sword inside his body, which allowed him to open his meridians and gave him the inner vision ability, which only those at the Spirit Transformation Realm could possess.

The small sword was neither metal nor stone, and its material was unknown. It was about an inch long, with a jade-like color, and spiritual energy continuously emanated from it. Lin Xuan tried to make contact with it, but there was no response.

Seeing no reaction, Lin Xuan decided to ignore it and instead planned to continue cultivating using the residual effects of the Fire Spirit Grass.

He was once a disciple of the Sword Pool Manor. Although he was a waste and had no chance to study martial arts books, he had received the complete family legacy from his father. The family's cultivation technique was a profound technique, with immense power.

Lin Xuan formed hand seals and circulated his spiritual energy according to the family legacy. However, as soon as he started, the jade-like small sword in his body trembled, dispersing the spiritual energy.

"Huh?" Lin Xuan was taken aback. He tried again, but the jade-like small sword seemed to be intentionally preventing him from practicing.

"Does this sword have a mind of its own?" Lin Xuan was uncertain. What did it mean to prevent him from cultivating?

"I say, if you don't let me practice the family legacy, do you have something better?" Lin Xuan muttered.

The jade-like small sword seemed to understand Lin Xuan's words, and it hummed, emitting a golden glow. Each ray of golden light transformed into a brilliant golden small sword, which then turned into strange runes and entered his mind.

"Longevity Technique?"

The jade-like small sword actually gave him a cultivation technique! Lin Xuan was stunned. He quickly read through the Longevity Technique, which sounded very powerful, and the content it described was far superior to his family legacy.

Since the small sword wouldn't let him practice other techniques, he decided to practice the Longevity Technique. Lin Xuan formed the unique hand seals and slowly closed his eyes, circulating his spiritual energy throughout his body according to the incantation.

Golden spiritual energy flowed through his meridians, growing stronger with each cycle. Around the meridians, countless small channels connected, distributing the spiritual energy throughout his body.

Lin Xuan continued to circulate the profound technique, and the spiritual energy grew stronger. The hidden medicinal power in his body was also activated, gradually converging through the small channels and rushing towards the second meridian.

Boom!

The second meridian was opened, like a breached riverbank, with endless spiritual energy surging in, continuously cleansing Lin Xuan's body. Impurities were expelled, and Lin Xuan quickly cleaned himself up.

"I didn't expect to reach the second stage of Meridian Condensation in just half a day. Now I am a second-stage Spirit Warrior." Lin Xuan's body emitted a faint glow, and he felt full of power.

"This strength should definitely pass the outer sect's test, but the inner sect's test is said to be very difficult, almost one in a hundred. I wonder what realm I need to reach to pass it."

Lin Xuan sighed and continued to practice the Longevity Technique. He was short on time, so he didn't want to waste a single minute.

Night fell, and the sky was covered with a layer of darkness, somewhat gloomy. The moon was hidden behind the clouds, and the stars were nowhere to be seen.

A strong wind blew through the forest, making a howling sound, and the brown wooden door creaked.

Lin Xuan opened his eyes and slowly exhaled. He stood up, looked at the dark clouds outside, and quickly closed the wooden door.

Lin Xuan was still a sword slave, living in a remote and uninhabited mountain. There were no other families around him.

Boom!

Suddenly, thunder roared in the sky, making his eardrums vibrate. Lin Xuan looked out the window, feeling a bit melancholic, "The most mysterious and unpredictable force is the power of heaven and earth. When will I be able to move mountains and fill seas with a wave of my hand?"

The sky flashed, followed by a loud boom. At that moment, Lin Xuan's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly crouched down.

Whoosh!

An arrow whizzed past his head, and he could even feel the coldness from the arrow.

If he hadn't broken through to the second stage of Meridian Condensation, enhancing his senses, this arrow would have taken his life!

Lin Xuan hid under the windowsill and quickly guessed that it was Zhang Bin and his group. He didn't know how many there were.

Survival of the fittest, this was the law of this world. Lin Xuan had long understood this. He now waited quietly, not moving, knowing that the enemies outside would be more anxious, given the terrible weather.

The Xuantian Sect had strict rules, allowing disciples to fight but not to kill. Even sword slaves couldn't be killed at will. However, if they left the sect and entered the forest, anything went.

Normally, no one would dare to act within the sect, but the heavy rain today provided an excellent environment for murder.

Lin Xuan gripped his long sword, his mind highly focused, ready to strike at any moment. Sure enough, not long after, the wooden door was shattered, and a figure quickly darted in.

Lin Xuan seized the moment when the figure landed and thrust his sword, like a meteor streaking across the sky. The figure didn't expect such a precise strike and could only hastily raise his sword to block.

Clang!

The two swords clashed, sparks flying. The figure's spiritual energy was clearly more profound than Lin Xuan's, causing Lin Xuan's sword to deviate, but it still left a wound.

The figure grunted and quickly retreated, using his spiritual energy to wrap the wound, then cautiously stared at Lin Xuan.

"Zhang Bin, I know it's you, no need to hide!" Lin Xuan said coldly.

"Hmph, since you know, then come with me obediently!" Zhang Bin said with a sinister smile.

"You've been wounded by me, yet you still talk big! Call out your people!" Lin Xuan was prepared.

"Killing you doesn't require calling for help. I was careless earlier, allowing you to succeed in your sneak attack. This time, let's see what you can do!"

Zhang Bin sneered, his long sword trembling as he executed the Flowing Cloud Sword Technique, leaving trails of sword shadows in the air, enveloping Lin Xuan.