After School Director Xun's technique progressed, his speed increased fivefold. In no ti, he walked up to Lin Yun, took a deep breath, and let out a loud yell before crashing into Lin Yun Tianling with a bang. Lin Yun was taken aback. Faced with such swift movents, he had no ti to evade. He was just waiting for the blow to land, and then ca the crackle of thunder. Lin Yun felt imnse pressure on his forehead.
"Is this... Am I going to die?" Lin Yun was filled with despair. Just as his hopeless thoughts surfaced, a powerful force erupted from within him. Tao Tao's blue light burst forth from Lin Yun, accompanied by a deafening noise. The blue light, like an electric flow, hit Dong Xun directly. School Director Xun flew out like a broken kite, spewing blood as he widened his eyes in disbelief, staring at Lin Yun, before losing his breath abruptly.
This sudden accident occurred in less than half a second. Before anyone could understand what had happened, Dong Xun had already collapsed, bleeding through five gaping wounds, ultimately eting his demise. What frightened everyone the most was Lin Yun himself, who had thought he was dead, yet his body unleashed blue light, countering Assassin Dong Xun before he could strike back.
"Yun'er, are you okay?" Lin Tianlan rushed to Lin Yun's side with a worried expression. He checked Lin Yun's body carefully to verify whether he was hurt.
"Father, I'm fine. Let's check if School Director Xun is really dead," said Lin Yun, now anxious. If Dong Xun had truly been killed by the earthquake-like energy earlier, there would be no evidence to confirm his death.
"Master! Master! Dong Xun..." gasped out Lin Mansion guards as they examined Dong Xun's breath, checked his pulse, and confird that he was completely motionless. They concluded, "Dong Xun is dead."
"What should we do? There's no adequate proof of his death!" Lin Yun sighed quietly in response.
"Yun'er, it's fine. Dong Xun must have carried so Assassin Letter on him. As long as we find this Assassin Letter, we can naturally present it to Yang Xiao as agreed by both sides, with signatures included. With this proof, Yang Xiao won't argue further. Let's go and inform the City Lord," Lin Tianlan reasoned sagely.
"Alright," replied Lin Yun, though skepticism lingered within him.
The guards searched Dong Xun thoroughly and indeed uncovered an Assassin Letter. But shortly after, Lin Yun sensed a blue pearl in his Dantian, similar in size to the golden jade from before.
Lin Yun's brows furrowed, sweat streaming down his entire body. The transparent blue pearl had evolved from the previous golden black jade.
"Yun'er, what's wrong? Why is there sweat on your forehead?" Lin Tianlan nervously approached.
Lin Yun shook his head and forced a faint smile to avoid worrying his father. "Dad, I'm fine, just a bit tired. Actually, I haven't been sleeping well these past few days, always worrying an assassin might co. Now the assassin has been dealt with, and the evidence is secure, I can finally rest and sleep peacefully."
"Indeed, Yun'er, rest up well. I won't bother you anymore," Lin Tianlan said, patting Lin Yun's shoulder before taking the guards and Dong Xun's body outside the room and closing the door.
Lin Yun sat down, gasping heavily. The Mystic Jade unexpectedly underwent rebirth. It seed improbable for Mystic White Jade to experience soul rebirth. In truth, Lin Yun was entirely clueless about the profound nature of Mystic Jade.
Pale blue-black jade spun rapidly within Lin Yun's body. Lin Yun panicked; fierce pain coursed through his peaceful veins. Soon after, his entire spiritual essence surged uncontrollably. Lin Yun let out a low growl, almost losing consciousness. Attempting not to draw attention, Lin Yun suppressed his voice as much as he could.
It felt like millions of blades slicing through, with his bones on the verge of shattering. The excruciating pain had Lin Yun grinding his teeth fiercely, sweat dripping from his forehead like raindrops. How long could Lin Yun endure such agony?
"What's happening to ?" Lin Yun curled up on the bed, trembling, clenching his teeth as each wave of tornt crashed over him like a storm. Suddenly, his vision went black, and he fainted. Yet, before too long, the unrelenting pain jolted Lin Yun back to consciousness. That night, he writhed in agony until dawn, when the pain finally subsided.
To Lin Yun's astonishnt, his right arm had transford into a two-ter-long black blade. The blade's surface glimred with a frosty sheen, curved like a crescent moon. Its movents were swift and nacingly dark at the edges, seemingly surrounded by flas of black fire hovering along its surface.
"What... What is this?" Lin Yun stared at the black blade that replaced his right hand, almost fainting again from the shock.
"This is called the Devil Blood Blade," a cold voice echoed within Lin Yun's consciousness, emanating from his abdon into his mind.
"What voice is this?" Lin Yun frantically scanned the surroundings before looking down at his abdon. Hastily, Lin Yun unbuttoned his shirt to inspect his navel, finding radiant blue light shimring along intricate blue patterns.
"Who are you?" Lin Yun exclaid, nearly shaken to the core.
"The Mystic Jade!"
Stunned, Lin Yun couldn't believe it — could an Energy Body possess conscious awareness?
"Perhaps you won't believe it, but when I rged with you, I gained awareness. In other words, I am you, and you are ! You gave life, and I gifted you power."
Lin Yun's mind was overwheld, almost short-circuiting under the burden of these revelations. Everything that transpired, from the rebirth to inexplicable growth, to the very notion of Mystic Realm Jade being alive — this was uncharted territory, astounding anyone brave enough to comprehend.
"Wait a second. Let clarify. You claim to be a Mystic Jade with a soul! Did I give you life, or did you give life?" Lin Yun tried to calm himself, speaking cautiously in an attempt to draw out answers.
"That's correct."
"I don't understand. In Kyoto Tunnel, I was struck by lightning, barely escaping alive. When I traveled across the underworld plane, how were you still within ? This body is no longer what it once was?" Lin Yun demanded clarification.
"You didn't die. When you were in Kyoto Tunnel, energy from Mystic White Jade was released, opening space. You were cast into the spatial realm coincidentally. In the space-ti tunnel, you fused with unintentionally, transforming your essence into a spirit body before entering the underworld. There, you overtook this boy's soul and rged with it, becoming who you are now," explained Mystic Jade solemnly, seemingly defying countless scientific laws.
Lin Yun winced, rubbing his aching forehead. Regardless, Mystic Jade's explanation did seem plausible in a realm rife with soul energy, ti-space anomalies, and phenona once deed ludicrous but now increasingly recognized by so scientists worldwide.
"In that case, I accept reality. But let ask — does this black blade signify my right hand's future permanence? Will it always remain this way?" Lin Yun looked apprehensively at the black blade emanating ominous power. He swung it lightly, feeling as if it could tear through everything.
"This… This is your contracted ditation Skill — a unique trait corresponding to the awakening of ditators in your world. It's essentially your innate ability tied to ditation. Through cultivation, every ditator unleashes distinct ditation Skills. The stronger one's ditation Skill, the greater their potential power as a ditator. Your ditation skill, uniquely granted by , lies beyond ordinary comprehension."
"So this is what it ans," Lin Yun murmured to himself, dumbfounded by the fact that he was now actively engaging underworld spiritual practices. These practices weren't of his own doing — they were bestowed upon Lin Yun by the jade's mystical influence.
"What is the na of my ditation Skill?" Lin Yun asked curiously, staring intently at the black blade, consud by thought.
"The Devil Blood Blade — as the na suggests, it embodies the ancient power of the Devil God's blood blade."
Lin Yun gazed at the black blade in his hand. This extraordinary Devil Blood Blade carried a mystique he couldn't yet fathom. Eager to test its capabilities, Lin Yun tightly gripped the blade, preparing to experint with its edge.
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