Zhu Tian: Becoming a Sword Master from Martial Arts

Chapter 102 Ling Qingzhu's curiosity, willing to take the bait

Taiqing Realm, Linyuan Peak.

The soul-corrosive wind that blew in from the abyss lifted up Ling Qingzhu's three thousand strands of black hair, making them flutter behind her.

The bone-chilling cold wind blowing in her face did not cause any expression of pain to appear on Ling Qingzhu's face. Her already cold and ethereal face became even colder at this moment.

Thinking back to the news she had just received, Ling Qingzhu unconsciously clenched her hands tightly. At this moment, she suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness surging into her heart.

Ling Qingzhu has always been a strong-willed person. Before, she lost to Lin Xuan, so she worked hard to practice in order to catch up with him, hoping that she would have a chance to avenge her defeat in the near future!
Lin Xuan entered the door of the Supreme Induction Art before her, so Ling Qingzhu went to Linyuan Peak in person, hoping to take that crucial step in the place where the ancestor was in seclusion.

Ling Qingzhu indeed did it, and lived up to her title as the first genius since the founding of Jiutian Taiqing Palace. She became the first disciple of Jiutian Taiqing Palace who was able to gain entry to the Supreme Induction Art!

But what Ling Qingzhu could not have expected was that when she thought she had caught up with Lin Xuan and had a chance to compete with him, she found that the other party was no longer there.

The peak of Nirvana!
With such strength, no matter how proud Ling Qingzhu was in her heart, with her strength of the Seventh Yuan Nirvana Realm that she had just broken through not long ago, she would not dare to guarantee victory, let alone, like that person, who killed the deacon of Yuanmen with just one sword, and left the other party with no power to resist!
“Is his achievement really something that a mortal can do?”

At this moment, a doubt suddenly arose in Ling Qingzhu's heart. She was not doubting herself, but Lin Xuan.

Is there really someone who can achieve cultivation without any bottlenecks? For that person, it seems that there is nothing in the world that he cannot comprehend, and it seems that the whole world has no secrets for him.

Ling Qingzhu couldn't help but feel curious about the man who seemed to be out of this world. How did he do it?
It was not until this moment that Ling Qingzhu realized that she seemed to have no knowledge of Lin Xuan. She merely regarded him as a person to be pursued in terms of strength. It seemed that as long as she could catch up with him in terms of practice, she would be able to defeat him.

But now that she thought about it, that person might have never considered her as an opponent.

It seemed that the person was always so humble to everyone, but underneath that humility was an arrogance that even Ling Qingzhu felt inferior to. Even when facing her master, the Palace Master of Taiqing Palace, who was one of the strongest people in Dongxuan Territory, that person could still refuse without hesitation.

It was as if from the very beginning, he knew what he wanted in his heart and what he wanted to pursue, instead of blindly following the footsteps of the strong.

Just like this time, when facing Liu Tong of Yuanmen, he would kill him without hesitation and would not be intimidated or afraid of the Yuanmen behind Liu Tong.

That man gave Ling Qingzhu the feeling that he was a sword, a real, ideal sword, what it should look like!
There are crooked and straight lines. The crooked line does not mean that it can bend and stretch, but that it is a crooked line that disdains worldly conflicts. It is like a sword. When it encounters a slight obstruction, it will bend slightly, but after it retreats, it will return to its straightness and will never bend because of it. Anything that will make it bend will eventually be pierced by the sword!
The sword has two blades, one on the left and one on the right; the sword has two spines, one up and one down; the sword can even be divided into front and back, the former being sharp and the latter being restrained.

He disdains to compete with others, but competes with himself everywhere. He has been growing, like a magic sword that is constantly being polished!
"What kind of person is he?"

Ling Qingzhu lowered her head and gazed at the abyss beneath her feet. There, the howling wind sounded like the low hum of a devil, revealing a strange aura. However, Ling Qingzhu's expression did not change at all. She just murmured softly, as if she was talking to herself, asking and answering herself.

Just as Ling Qingzhu was lost in thought, wisps of pitch-black air slowly floated towards her. However, just as the black air was about to invade her body, an extremely weak pure white energy surged out from her body, causing the black air to instantly dissolve between heaven and earth.

"However, it's not that easy to make Ling Qingzhu admit defeat!"

A stubborn voice echoed in the abyss, but that voice seemed so ethereal and powerless amid the noisy wind.

……

The news from the ancient battlefield could not be concealed at all. In addition to the strong men from the eight super sects, those present at the time included the disciples of a super sect that owned a restaurant, as well as many other dynasty geniuses related to the super sects.

Naturally, this news quickly spread throughout the Dongxuan Region.

This became the most explosive news since a Dao Sect disciple single-handedly killed the Shang Yuan Sect a hundred years ago.

A genius who came from a low-level dynasty not only had an ambiguous relationship with the young palace master of Jiutian Taiqing Palace, a top genius, but he was also able to kill a strong man from a super sect before joining the super sect. This was the first time since the Hundred Dynasties War.

What's even more interesting is that this time, the people who were killed were still from the Yuan Sect. It is not known whether the Yuan Sect had done something that angered God and the people. It seems that these astonishing geniuses in the Eastern Xuan Region are all in conflict with the Yuan Sect. When every genius is born, he will step on the people of the Yuan Sect to become famous in the Eastern Xuan Region.

With one sword, he killed a strong man at the peak of Nirvana Realm. Such strength has made him the top figure of the younger generation in Dongxuan Territory without exception. The only one who can be compared with him is Little Yuan Wang, the leader of the three little kings of Yuan Sect!

As for the others, I'm sorry, only those who have reached the peak of Nirvana Realm are eligible to compete and see who is superior. So far, in the more than two years since the end of the last sect competition, the only one with such a record is Yuanmen's Little Yuan Wang.

The fact that a genius who has not yet joined a super sect is comparable to Little Yuan Wang, a genius who has received much attention and is being nurtured with all his strength by Yuan Sect, is enough to prove his excellence!

Without a doubt, Sword Saint is the number one genius of the younger generation in the Eastern Xuan Territory! He is another amazing monster since the peerless monster who killed Shangyuan Sect a hundred years ago!
But compared to this, everyone is more concerned about the next move of Yuanmen and the major super sects, whether it will be to kill the Sword Master forcefully, or to expel him from the ancient battlefield, or whether many top powers will fight for him.

However, while countless people were eagerly waiting, the Yuan Sect, which had a conflict with the peerless genius, the Dao Sect, which had always been at odds with the Yuan Sect, and the Jiutian Taiqing Palace, which had a close relationship with the Sword Saint and was said to be the hometown of the Sword Saint's future wife, all remained eerily quiet.

This kind of silence not only did not disappoint people, but instead made them more expectant, because, if nothing unexpected happened, this was the calm before the storm. When the Hundred Dynasties War reached its final stage, there would surely be a huge fight!
A hundred years ago, Dao Zong, that peerless monster, killed several Yuan Sect elders, forcing the Yuan Sect leader to take action personally before he could suppress him!
And now, this amazing evildoer who seems to be even more outstanding than Zhou Tong back then, what can he do? Countless strong men in the East Xuan Territory are looking forward to this.

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Ancient battlefield, Hanshan!
Outside the ancient battlefield, Lin Xuan, who was awaited by countless powerful men in the East Xuan Territory, was now leisurely drinking on the Han Mountain.

On the top of Hanshan Mountain, there is a small cold pond. The water in the cold pond is particularly clear. The water is more than ten feet deep, but it is still clear enough to see the bottom, and you can clearly see many fish swimming in it. Beside the cold pond, a man in white clothes sat cross-legged on a huge bluestone with a bamboo pole in front of him. However, there was no bait on the fishing line tied to the bamboo pole.

Next to the young man in white, a creature that looked like a white deer but had four horns on its head was lying on the ground. Ancient scriptures had recorded: There was a beast that looked like a white deer but had four horns, and its name was Fuzhu. When it was seen, there would be a flood in the city.

Fuzhu is the inheritance of the ancient mythical beast hidden in Hanshan. The reason why Hanshan is surrounded by a cold air all year round is due to the blood inheritance of Fuzhu.

"You'll never catch anything in your lifetime if you fish like this."

When Fu Zhu saw Lin Xuan put the fishing rod there, he just took the wine jug and drank the wine, and didn't even think of sharing a glass with him. He was such an ignorant boy.

"Since this is an agreement between you and Lin Xuan, Lin Xuan will naturally fulfill it. If I can't catch it in my lifetime, then I will fish for the rest of my life!"

After Lin Xuan took a sip of the more interesting wine he bought in the city, he spoke calmly, which made Defu Zhu feel helpless. This little guy...

As for the agreement between Fu Zhu and Lin Xuan...

Fu Zhu, whose intelligence was awakened again by Lin Xuan, originally wanted Lin Xuan to accept the inheritance, but Lin Xuan refused. In order to thank Lin Xuan, Fu Zhu agreed to help him do something. Then, Lin Xuan wanted Fu Zhu to help him unlock the secrets of the ancient battlefield and even this world.

Fu Zhu naturally did not agree. He also wanted to choose a suitable successor for himself and pass on his bloodline. If he agreed to Lin Xuan, how could he have the time to find a successor for himself? After all, he didn't have much time to begin with. If it weren't for Lin Xuan, he wouldn't have had the chance to reappear in the world.

But after all, it was Fu Zhu himself who said that he could help Lin Xuan do something, so Fu Zhu gave Lin Xuan a test and asked him to catch a fish in this cold pond without using his Yuanli and mental power, and then he would agree to help him.

Fuzhu is a divine beast that controls floods. Trying to catch fish in front of it is no less than telling a celestial marten that you want to eat dragon meat in front of a dragon elder.

But what Fu Zhu didn't expect was that this guy didn't even think about trying hard to fish. He just tied a fishing line to a fishing rod without even a hook. As soon as he put the fishing rod down, he started drinking.

However, Fuzhu is a psychic beast after all, and can sense that what Lin Xuan said is true. If he can't catch any fish, this guy can really keep fishing here until he catches a fish.

It has to be said that even Fu Zhu was moved by Lin Xuan's firm belief. In fact, Fu Zhu knew very well that it would not be difficult for Lin Xuan to catch a fish. Even if he lacked Yuanli and mental power, it would not be a problem for him because he had too much power at his disposal.

Originally, Fu Zhu planned to wait for this guy to use other forces, then tell him some information casually, and then leave as if he had fulfilled his promise.

However, what Fu Zhu did not expect was that this guy actually chose to fish honestly, and even without a fish hook, only with a fishing line, this guy could endure it.

Although he had only been fishing for less than half a month, Fu Zhu already knew in his heart that this guy would still be able to sit still even if he fished for half his entire life, let alone half a month.

What made Fu Zhu even more helpless was that he could feel that this guy was really like that and was not pretending.

"What the hell are you drinking?"

"Hmm? I heard from an old friend that wine is a very interesting thing. Want to try it?"

Lin Xuan was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then he opened another pot of wine that had been placed next to him without being touched, and took out two cups, placing one cup in front of Fu Zhu and the other on the other side.

Fu Zhu glanced at the other cup without saying anything. He just lowered his head, sucked his own cup of wine into his mouth, and a gleam of enlightenment flashed in his eyes.

"It's really interesting. I have to say that your old friend has a good eye. He can actually find such a good thing!"

As he spoke, Fu Zhu slowly stood up. Just when he was about to speak to Lin Xuan, he saw that in the cold pond, a small fish had somehow become entangled in its gills by the straight fishing line.

The next moment, seeing the fishing rod move, Lin Xuan reached out and lifted the fishing rod. Seeing this, Fu Zhu, who was standing by, couldn't help but have a strange look in his eyes. After turning his head to look at Lin Xuan, the complicated expression was quickly hidden.

However, what Fu Zhu did not expect was that after Lin Xuan caught the fish, he directly threw it back into the cold pond and threw the fishing rod into the cold pond again.

"You win! Let's go, I can't stay in this shabby place for even a moment!"

Fu Zhu spoke in a low voice, then knelt down beside Lin Xuan and motioned Lin Xuan to sit on it.

Lin Xuan did not refuse. After reaching out to put away the wine utensils beside him, he sat directly on Fu Zhu's head. Fu Zhu carried Lin Xuan on his back and walked lightly down the mountain while asking in confusion.

"Why do you only fish with a fishing line? If the fish just now hadn't been entangled in the gills by the fishing line, you would probably never catch a fish in your life. Do you really plan to fish here for the rest of your life?"

"I once heard a story called, 'If you are willing, you will take the bait.' If you are unwilling to follow Lin Xuan, Lin Xuan is willing to wait here!"

Lin Xuan said this in a calm tone, causing Defu Zhu's eyes to flicker for a while, and finally, they all disappeared one by one.

(End of this chapter)