Chapter 5

The Yunhai Sect is located thousands of miles away from Yangzhou City. Even though Qianli Xue can travel a thousand miles a day, Lin Feng still took ten days to arrive.

However, these ten days were not wasted. Riding across the vast territory, Lin Feng, who had never experienced such a surge of passion in his previous life, unknowingly achieved a breakthrough in his mindset. His martial arts also smoothly advanced to the Seventh Level of the Qi Martial Realm, a natural progression. Additionally, he cultivated the Ninth Wave Technique to its final level, the Ninth Wave!

Now, Lin Feng possesses a formidable strength of nearly 8,500 catties, making him extremely powerful.

The Yunhai Sect is situated on the main peak of the Yunhai Mountains, Yunhai Peak. Although it is not the highest peak in the mountain range, it has a vast area. From the sky, Yunhai Peak looks like a city within the mountains, surrounded by eight towering peaks, with excellent feng shui. On the Nine Heavens Continent, feng shui is equivalent to destiny.

"Stop, dismount and proceed on foot." At the foot of the mountain, two disciples guarding the mountain blocked Lin Feng, coldly shouting.

Lin Feng raised an eyebrow and pointed to the figure riding a horse into the mountain ahead. "Why don't you stop him?"

"Hmph." One of them sneered. "What makes you think you can compare to the inner sect disciples? You're just a waste of space who almost died."

It turned out to be an issue of status and strength. Lin Feng smiled. The mountain guards of the Yunhai Sect were merely a formality, just like him, they were outer sect disciples. If there were guests, they would notify the sect, but they had no authority to stop anyone, let alone the inner sect disciples riding horses.

"Weaklings are meant to be bullied." Lin Feng sneered, not only refusing to dismount but also flicking the reins, causing Qianli Xue to gallop forward.

"Waste, how dare you!" The two guards shouted in unison, trying to stop him. However, Lin Feng punched out with both fists, unleashing a powerful force that sent them flying.

"If you do this again, I'll cripple your cultivation." Lin Feng galloped past, knowing that only strength gave one the right to speak. The two mountain guards, who had been knocked down, looked at Lin Feng's departing figure in shock and then smiled bitterly. Even a waste was stronger than them, no wonder they were just mountain guards.

In the Yunhai Sect, most teenagers around fifteen or sixteen years old are at the Sixth or Seventh Level of the Qi Martial Realm, which is considered average. The Eighth Level is considered excellent, while the Ninth Level is considered a genius, receiving special attention from the sect. A martial cultivator who can reach the Spirit Martial Realm at fifteen or sixteen is considered a top genius in the entire Xueyue Kingdom.

In contrast, if one is still at the Fifth Level of the Qi Martial Realm at fifteen, they are considered to have low potential, the worst in the Yunhai Sect. This is why Lin Feng was called a waste and ridiculed by others.

The news of Lin Feng's return quickly spread among the outer sect disciples of the Yunhai Sect. As a 'waste,' he was somewhat well-known. Walking through the Yunhai Sect, Lin Feng ignored the various expressions of the people around him and headed straight for the Star Pavilion.

The Star Pavilion is where the Yunhai Sect stores cultivation techniques and martial skills. Every day, many disciples visit the Star Pavilion, and today was no exception.

"Lin Feng." A voice called out. Lin Feng stopped, turned his gaze, and saw a youth with a cold expression.

"You have a big life, you didn't even die." The youth was Lin Heng, the eldest son of Lin Haoran, who had tried to kill Lin Feng last time.

Lin Feng glanced at Lin Heng, sneering inwardly. Lin Heng was only at the Eighth Level of the Qi Martial Realm. With his current Seventh Level cultivation and the Ninth Wave Technique, Lin Feng was not inferior to him. With a couple more martial skills, he was confident he could defeat Lin Heng.

Therefore, Lin Feng ignored Lin Heng and entered the Star Pavilion directly, determined to enhance his strength before seeking revenge.

"The next time, I will make sure you die for good." Lin Heng's eyes flashed with a cold killing intent as he saw Lin Feng ignore him.

At the entrance of the Star Pavilion, an old man sat casually, his gaze lazy.

"Senior." Lin Feng bowed slightly to the old man. Although he was just a gatekeeper, the Star Pavilion was a crucial place, and only one person guarded it, indicating that the old man was not as simple as he appeared. Lin Feng, who had lived two lives, could see through this easily.

The old man's lazy gaze sharpened, and he looked at Lin Feng with surprise, then nodded. "Seventh Level of the Qi Martial Realm. You can only choose cultivation techniques and martial skills from the first floor of the Star Pavilion, up to two."

"Understood." Lin Feng responded. The Star Pavilion had three floors, and without an inner sect token, disciples at the Qi Martial Realm could only choose from the first floor.

The cultivation techniques and martial skills on the first floor of the Star Pavilion were all of the Yellow Rank, but there were many. Here, one could find the most suitable cultivation techniques and martial skills for themselves, which was the depth of the sect, something his Lin family could not compare to.

Lin Feng temporarily did not need cultivation techniques, so he mainly searched the bookshelves containing martial skills.

"Seven Kill Fist, one fist to kill seven, suitable for system-type martial souls."

"Hurricane Slash, using the power of the wind to transform into wind blades, suitable for wind-type martial souls."

"Wild Bull Technique, a high-quality Yellow Rank cultivation technique, suitable for beast-type martial souls."

Lin Feng flipped through the martial skills in his hand and then put them down. His martial soul was a dark martial soul, which could enhance all aspects of a martial cultivator, including comprehension ability. Therefore, there were no restrictions for him, and he could cultivate any martial skill. This was the abnormality of the dark martial soul, so he hoped to find a powerful martial skill.

"Clear Wind Sword Technique, a sword like a clear breeze, light and graceful, penetrating every gap, suitable for sword-type martial souls."

Lin Feng's gaze paused for a moment. He yearned for the freedom and righteousness of wielding a sword in the world, so he had a special feeling for swords. However, this Clear Wind Sword Technique did not seem to be what he wanted.

"Draw Sword Technique, drawing the sword like a thunderbolt, one strike to kill, suitable for sword-type martial souls."

"Draw Sword Technique." Lin Feng stopped. This Draw Sword Technique seemed different from other sword techniques. Swordsmen least wanted to draw their swords because it wasted time and affected their strikes. However, the Draw Sword Technique emphasized drawing the sword to kill, ensuring that the sword would draw blood upon being drawn. If the first strike missed, it meant failure.

Moreover, the Draw Sword Technique was not divided into levels like other martial skills. It had only one level, one action: drawing the sword and killing. When perfected, the sword would draw blood upon being drawn.

"I'll take it." Lin Feng put away the Draw Sword Technique and then prepared to choose a light body technique. He could not guarantee that he would always achieve a one-strike kill. If he failed, having a good light body technique would allow him to escape instantly, gaining time to regroup. Besides, the ability to move like a breeze and walk on walls was a dream for every Earthling!

Lin Feng then chose a light body technique called Floating Light and Shadow, which, when perfected, could make one move like a floating light, visible only as a shadow.

With his satisfactory choices, Lin Feng took the two martial skills to the old gatekeeper for registration.

"Draw Sword Technique." The old man murmured. "Young man, the Draw Sword Technique has never been chosen before. You should know that when others have already drawn their swords, your speed will be hard to match. If your speed is not fast enough, the outcome is already determined. This martial skill is very powerful when mastered, but the requirements are high. You must be extremely fast, faster than any opponent, to achieve a one-strike kill."

"I understand." Lin Feng knew the old man was kindly warning him. If his draw was not fast enough, the Draw Sword Technique would not only fail to draw blood but also put him in danger.

"Good to know. Don't use it recklessly without confidence. The Floating Light and Shadow is a good light body technique." The old man did not say more, helping Lin Feng register the martial skills. After all, any martial skills or cultivation techniques chosen from the Star Pavilion must be returned within a month to avoid affecting other disciples who wanted to cultivate them.

"Thank you, Senior." Lin Feng took the martial skills and thanked the old man respectfully.

"Hmm." The old man smiled and nodded. "This soft sword can be used as a belt. It's of no use to me, so take it and play with it."

"Don't thank me, old man can't take it. Go and cultivate." The old man saw Lin Feng about to thank him again and waved his hand with a smile.

Lin Feng touched his head, placing his gratitude in his heart. The Draw Sword Technique, when paired with a soft sword that could be worn as a belt, would greatly increase the chances of a one-strike kill.

He nodded at the old man with a smile and then left.

"It's been a long time since I've seen such an interesting young man." The old man murmured, then resumed his lazy appearance. Nowadays, young people only focus on cultivating and enhancing their strength, becoming increasingly impatient and forgetting basic etiquette.