403: Chapter 402: The Cost 403: Chapter 402: The Cost He no longer had the arrogance he once carried, for the eight elite martial artists he had brought were all lying defeated.
And throughout the entire process, Lin Xuan had only drawn his sword three tis.
Those three strikes, seemingly simple and unremarkable, were filled with endless intent to kill.
Each stroke contained fifty percent of the Great Dragon Sword Intent of the Fire Monkey; the final strike even incorporated the Wind Realm.
Such an attack, even a martial artist at the late stage of the Spirit Fusion Realm wouldn’t dare to receive carelessly, let alone those at the middle stage.
“Kid, you’re lucky this ti, just don’t let see you again!” Ying Shaohong snorted coldly and turned to leave.
“Thinking of leaving now?
Don’t you think it’s a bit late?” The cape on Lin Xuan’s back fluttered as he instantly appeared in front of him.
“How dare you block my way?
You’re seeking death!” Ying Shaohong was furious.
Who was he?
He was the Young Master of Feiying Castle!
On a normal day in Black Feather City, it was always he who bullied others.
Who else but Lin Xuan would not play by his rules and now even dare to stop him?
“What do you want?” Ying Shaohong asked in a cold voice.
“What do I want?” Lin Xuan laughed coldly, “You bring people to kill , and now you think you can just leave after realizing you cannot defeat ?
Where in the world is there such a good deal?”
“I, Lin Xuan, am no pushover; if you wish to kill , you’ll have to pay the price!”
“A price, what price do you want?
I am the Young Master of Feiying Castle, what can you do to ?” challenged Ying Shaohong, once again becoming brazen.
“To attempt murder, one must be prepared to be killed,” Lin Xuan unsheathed the Star Extre Sword.
“You dare to kill ?” Ying Shaohong laughed, “Aren’t you afraid of Feiying Castle’s revenge?”
“Do you think I plan to return to Black Feather City?” Lin Xuan said coldly, “Today, I’ll teach you to pay the price for your own actions!”
A flash of blue sword light suddenly appeared, as fast as lightning.
Flying Rainbow, the fourth form of the Green Cloud Sword Technique.
Enhanced by the Great Dragon Sword Intent of Lin Xuan’s cultivation, the sword light was like a rainbow across the sky, gently descending.
“Eagle Splitting the Sky!”
Ying Shaohong’s aura erupted, unleashing a similarly terrifying attack.
As a martial artist in the late stage of the Spirit Fusion Realm, Ying Shaohong’s strength was extraordinary, and coupled with owning a Mid Spirit-grade Treasure, this strike was incredibly formidable.
“You think to kill ?
How naive!” Ying Shaohong laughed wildly.
“I have a Mid Spirit-grade Treasure as well, and my cultivation is higher than yours by two realms.
What do you have to kill with?”
“I’ll personally take you down, to have you beco a Pill Slave and refine pills for Feiying Castle for all eternity!”
Having resisted Lin Xuan’s Sword Qi, Ying Shaohong’s confidence soared.
“Eagle Flying Earth!”
He soared into the sky, making peculiar movents as though he were a divine eagle, swooping down towards Lin Xuan.
An inexplicable force erged; at that mont, Ying Shaohong truly resembled a divine eagle soaring through the heavens.
A terrifying aura swept through, with a tempest raging within a hundred ters, an astonishing display of power.
“Outer Heaven Flying Star!”
Facing the horrifying attack from above, Lin Xuan once again executed his once unique skill.
Seventy percent of the Great Dragon Sword Intent surged out as Lin Xuan transford into a teor, shooting towards the sky.
At this mont, a deep blue light ignited all over his body, trailing a long tail of light as he drew an eerie arc through the sky.
Whoosh!
The entire sky seed to split in two, leaving a vast vacuum.
Ying Shaohong’s body trembled, suspended in mid-air.
Glancing down, he saw his Protective Defense completely shattered with a fist-sized Blood Cave in his chest.
“You…” he attempted to speak, only managing to spill dark red fresh blood.
Unwilling, utterly unwilling, Ying Shaohong’s pupils dilated, his face overco with horror; he felt his consciousness rapidly fading.
At this mont, he suddenly felt imnse regret.
If he hadn’t provoked Lin Xuan, perhaps he wouldn’t be facing death now.
But ti cannot be turned back, and he could only pay the price for his wrong actions.
Boom!
Ying Shaohong’s body fell from the sky and crashed onto the ground.
Lin Xuan swiftly moved, plucking off his storage ring and the pair of mid Spirit-grade gloves, then deployed thunder and fire, burning the corpse to ashes.
Although he did not fear the pursuit from Feiying Castle, he didn’t want to invite unnecessary trouble for himself.
The bodies of the others were also disposed of.
After completing these tasks, Lin Xuan quickly made his way and disappeared into the forest.
Having distanced himself from Black Feather City, Lin Xuan summoned out the golden frog, and he began to inspect Ying Shaohong’s storage ring.
It had to be said, as the Young Master of Feiying Castle, Ying Shaohong’s wealth was indeed considerable.
Just the mid-grade spirit stones he carried with him numbered over thirty thousand, not to ntion so spirit rank cultivation techniques and martial arts.
Of course, the most expensive were those mid Spirit-grade gloves.
However, these items were of no use to him, but they could be auctioned off for a considerable amount of mid-grade spirit stones.
After tucking away the storage ring, Lin Xuan began his cultivation.
Half a month later, he arrived at the White Cloud Mountain Range.
Gazing at the misty White Cloud Mountains, Lin Xuan took a deep breath.
In these half a month’s ti, his cultivation had advanced once more; the Longevity Technique indeed was a miraculous cultivation technique, allowing him to improve yet again in just a short period.
Opening the yellowing scroll, Lin Xuan referred to the map to search for the marked location.
According to the record within this scroll, the Wind Shadow Sword was located in a tomb; and this tomb belonged to a Spirit Communication Realm expert known as the Evil King.
The thirty-second mountain peak.
Lin Xuan looked towards the mountains, then after stowing away the scroll, he lightly patted Little Gold and his figure turned into a residual shadow, dashing towards that peak.
The White Cloud Mountain Range was vast with a lush forest; within it, birds and beasts howled, bursting with vitality.
Deep in the mountains, a group of martial artists with stable strides were advancing quickly toward that thirty-second peak.
These people all had dark red evil qi surrounding them with fierce expressions on their faces—it was clear they were not benevolent sorts.
“Second Master, is there really treasure here?” a few martial artists asked.
“No mistake, I have taken a long ti to investigate this news; there must be peerless treasures here!”
“Once I obtain these treasures, I won’t be so Second Master anymore—I will be the true leader of the Black Tiger Gang!”
“You all are the ritorious supporters; once I beco the gang leader, I will properly reward you!”
“Thank you, boss!” the group of martial artists were excited.
The one leading was a middle-aged big man with brownish-yellow hair that was quite disheveled, and a cross-shaped scar on his face that was intimidating to look upon.
This middle-aged big man radiated an aura that had reached the peak of the Spirit Fusion Realm, which was indeed very powerful.
The martial artists following him were also at the cultivation of the Spirit Fusion Realm, with not a single weakling among them.
Such a group was also in search of the Evil King Tomb.
“Boss, what exactly is in that Evil King Tomb?” a young martial artist asked.
The middle-aged man turned back and looked, “You’ve just broken through to the Spirit Fusion Realm; it’s normal not to know.”
Evil King Yu Xiangchuan was quite famous back in the day in Dragon Star Country.
He acted regardless of right or wrong, purely on personal preference, which offended many forces.
Nonetheless, his cultivation was exceptionally high, and by the Late Stage of the Spirit Communication Realm, even ordinary forces within Dragon Star Country couldn’t do anything to him.
Later, so top-notch experts from leading forces made a move to encircle him, but in the end, he managed to escape.
However, after that battle, he also suffered heavy injuries and subsequently fell silent.
Rumors had it that he possessed the four absolute skills—Wind, Flower, Snow, Moon—and after his death, these four skills were also buried in his tomb.
Those were treasures that would even make Spirit Communication Realm experts envious!
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