Zhu Tian: Becoming a Sword Master from Martial Arts

Chapter 122 Joining Dao Sect, Yuan Sect Invades

As Ying Xuanzi's voice fell, the entire square suddenly became quiet. Everyone's eyes fell on Lin Xuan, waiting for his answer.

Should I agree, or choose to refuse like I did before when facing Yuanmen?

The leaders of the five super sects hidden in the dark, such as Wanguimen and Shenzong, were also staring at Lin Xuan, waiting for his response. Although they felt that Lin Xuan would not refuse again, they could not help but feel a little bit of expectation in their hearts, expecting Lin Xuan to continue to refuse.

Previously, because of the power of Yuanmen and other thoughts, they chose to stand by and watch, which resulted in them losing the initiative when inviting Lin Xuan.

Although they did not know why Dao Zong spoke first and Jiu Tian Tai Qing Palace, which had a long-standing relationship with the Sword Saint, remained silent, this did not prevent them from just waiting for the result and expecting the Sword Saint to continue to reject Dao Zong and Jiu Tian Tai Qing Palace.

Although if this trend continues, it is possible that the Sword Saint will not join any super sect in the end, but such a result is always better than Dao Sect or Jiutian Taiqing Palace, because with the joining of the Sword Saint, the strength will be greatly improved.

Lin Xuan, who received the invitation from Ying Xuanzi, subconsciously turned his head to look at Ying Huanhuan who was standing next to Lin Dong and Old Man Wudao. Ying Huanhuan, who was chatting with Lin Dong about Lin Xuan, blushed when she saw Lin Xuan's gaze, and lowered her head slightly, with a strange feeling in her heart.

The old man who was enlightened and standing next to him had a kind and gentle smile in his eyes, and his old eyes were narrowed with laughter.

In the air, Ying Xuanzi, looking down from above, watched Lin Xuan's actions and Ying Huanhuan's reactions. A hint of discomfort flashed through his heart, but the next moment, he remembered something. After carefully examining Lin Xuan, he nodded imperceptibly.

However, the Palace Master of Taiqing Palace had a slightly strange expression on his face. After noticing Lin Xuan's eyes, he looked at Ying Huanhuan carefully. His eyes were somewhat different from those of Ying Xuanzi. After a few glances, he did not find anything unusual.

As for Tian Yuanzi and the others, their expressions darkened slightly, and Ren Yuanzi looked even more gloomy as he stared at Ying Huanhuan. But suddenly, Ren Yuanzi's gaze shifted slightly, and his pupils shrank involuntarily. Then, his old face seemed to change, and a cold smile appeared again. The look he gave Ying Xuanzi and Lin Xuan was like a hidden poisonous snake.

Lin Xuan didn't know. He just subconsciously glanced at the Ice Master to confirm the other party's identity, but it caused a lot of misunderstandings.

After taking his eyes away from Bing Zhu, no, it should be Ying Huanhuan, Lin Xuan clasped his fists and said.

"Lin Xuan meets Master Ying!"

"Hahaha, Sword Saint, you're too polite!"

Upon hearing this, Ying Xuanzi smiled a little. Although Lin Xuan had the strength to defeat the strong men in the Wheel-Turning Realm with the help of the ancient battlefield, to some extent, he did have the combat power of the Wheel-Turning Realm, and he should be given this respect.

Not to mention, the young man in white in front of him is so young, he has already reached the Shengxuan realm and the strength of a fairy talisman master. Add to that his unparalleled talent and combat power that no one in the same realm can match. Given time, breaking through the Zhuanlun realm is just a natural result, and maybe he can even enter the Samsara realm easily.

Lin Xuan's answer made the heads of the five super sects hiding in the dark sigh in their hearts. Although they had a premonition before, when Lin Xuan really agreed, they still felt a little pity and a little regret in their hearts. If they had been able to help Lin Xuan before, would they have had a chance...

Tian Yuanzi and Di Yuanzi felt a little depressed. Judging from today's signs, Dao Sect was very likely to form an alliance with Jiutian Taiqing Palace. Now with the joining of a unique sword saint, the situation would be even more difficult.

In the future, when the Sword Saint grows up, even if Dao Sect does not settle the score with Zhou Tong, that guy with a very bad temper will definitely make him an enemy of Yuan Sect. By then, it will be difficult to keep the secret.

It seems that they must find an opportunity to deal with this trouble, otherwise, it will definitely bring big trouble to their Yuanmen in the future!
Tian Yuanzi's eyes sank slightly. It was just a task assigned by the Lord of the Seventh Palace of Kings, and Tian Yuanzi was helpless. He had made sufficient preparations, but unfortunately, there was a Dark Ancestral Talisman controller who intervened. They could only choose to give up temporarily.

At this moment, Tian Yuanzi and Di Yuanzi's eyes moved. After receiving Ren Yuanzi's secret message, they glanced around slightly, and there was a hint of smile in their eyes.

In the sky, Ying Xuanzi, who was very happy, personally presided over the Hundred Dynasties War. At this time, there was no need to continue with any competitions. The champion had been decided, and there was no need to waste time on others.

"According to the rules, the sect to which the champion of the Hundred Dynasties War belongs has the priority right of selection. So, if any of you are willing to join my Dao Sect, release the aura in your body, and I will personally guide you into the sect!"

As Ying Xuanzi's voice spread across the square, many geniuses from various dynasties below released their inner auras.

Not to mention the title of Sword Saint, which attracted the admiration of countless geniuses. Even the Yuan Sect's previous attitude made many geniuses from poor backgrounds feel uncomfortable. In comparison, Dao Sect made people feel much more comfortable.

Among Lin Dong's group, led by Lin Dong, all released their auras. However, Huangfu Jing, who had been traveling with Lin Ke'er and Lin Xue before and even received some inheritance, did not choose Dao Sect.

"Ke'er, Xue'er, I'm sorry, I came to participate in the Hundred Dynasties War because of the reward from the Palace Master, so..."

"It's okay. We can keep in touch in the future. I heard that the relationship between the young palace master of your Taiqing Palace and the young clan leader seems to be very special."

Lin Keer smiled and shook her head, and even took the initiative to joke that in fact, many elders in the Lin clan were worried about the marriage of the young clan leader. The more outstanding the genius, the more he should leave behind his bloodline.

The lively girl standing next to her, who was originally smiling, changed her expression slightly after hearing Lin Keer's words. But soon, she smiled again, but there was a different expression in her eyes.

Ying Xuanzi looked at the number of disciples below him, which had more than doubled compared to previous years, and the smile on his face became even more intense. With the addition of the Sword Saint, Dao Sect became more prosperous. Sure enough, this huge price was worth it!
The Palace Master of Taiqing Palace who was standing next to Ying Xuanzi suddenly had an idea. After taking a look at Lin Xuan, he turned his head and glanced down, his eyes fixed on Su Rou who was standing behind Lin Dong and the others.

The Palace Master of Taiqing Palace, who was about to ask Ying Xuanzi for it, suddenly changed his expression, but he quickly recovered the next moment and spoke to Ying Xuanzi as if nothing had happened.

"Master Ying, I want to ask you for someone. That girl is not suitable for practicing in your Dao Sect. Moreover, this girl was recommended to me by the Sword Saint. Master Ying, can you be a little more modest?"

However, while speaking, the Palace Master of Taiqing Palace's attention was on the three great masters of Yuan Sect. After seeing the unfathomable deep expressions on the faces of Tian Yuanzi and the other two, the Palace Master of Taiqing Palace felt a slight sinking in his heart.

"Oh? Since it's the Sword Saint who has spoken, then it naturally belongs to the Palace Master. However, as the head monk, it's difficult for me to refuse. I'll have to trouble the Palace Master to spend some time talking." Ying Xuanzi was originally talking with a smile on his face, but after noticing that the Palace Master of Taiqing Palace was actually looking towards Yuanmen, the smile on Ying Xuanzi's face faded a little.

After taking a quick glance and sensing that special aura, Ying Xuanzi's pupils shrank slightly, and then he spoke directly to the old man Wudao.

"What's going on with that Heavenly Demon Marten? His identity has been revealed!"

"what?"

When the old man Wu Dao heard Ying Xuanzi's message, his face suddenly changed. He couldn't help but turn his head to look at Xiao Diao and Lin Dong. This look made Xiao Diao and Lin Dong, who had always been trying to hide themselves, feel depressed.

After hesitating for a while, old man Wudao gritted his teeth and quickly told Ying Xuanzi the rumor.

“Master, please protect Lin Dong. He is the master of the Devouring Ancestral Talisman and has inherited the legacy of a living Samsara Realm expert.”

After hearing what old man Wudao said, Ying Xuanzi's face became more solemn. He couldn't help but look at Lin Xuan, who was standing there with a normal expression on his face, and hesitated in his heart.

At this time, the Palace Master of Taiqing Palace suddenly spoke up and reminded Ying Xuanzi.

"Master Ying, your sect should have already selected its disciples, right?"

Ying Xuanzi, who was awakened, glanced at the Palace Master of Taiqing Palace with a somewhat apologetic look in his eyes, but he did not intend to blame the other party in his heart.

The Heavenly Demon Marten clan appeared in the East Xuan Region. At this time, it was good enough that Taiqing Palace did not put pressure on Dao Zong. Even deep down in his heart, Ying Xuanzi himself did not care about the life or death of the Heavenly Demon Marten at all.

The relationship between the Demon Realm and the four major realms of the human race is extremely tense. Although other super sects are not mortal enemies like the Yuan Sect, they are definitely hostile.

Ying Xuanzi raised his hand and waved, and a huge energy pulled the newly joined disciples and landed on the large open space behind Lin Xuan.

Many people first marveled at Ying Xuanzi's amazing ability to move through space, and then looked at the back of the young man in white with admiration.

The Shengxuan realm defeated the powerful person in the Zhuanlun realm. What a passionate and amazing act!

Ying Huanhuan, who was standing in front of a group of disciples, also flashed his bright eyes and stared closely at the guy in front of him who was out of tune with the world.

Seeing that this guy didn't even turn his head, but just stood there like a stone, motionless, and a four-horned spirit deer ran out from somewhere next to him, carrying a little monkey and lying at his feet, the girl couldn't help but curl her lips, and seemed to mutter something like "ice cubes".

After Dao Zong, the Palace Master of Taiqing Palace also took the initiative to recruit a group of extremely talented disciples, followed by Yuanmen. However, what made Tianyuanzi and other three great masters look a little embarrassed was that, apart from their own direct dynasties, there were almost no geniuses willing to join Yuanmen.

After that, there are Honghuang Palace, Wanguimen, Shenzong, Fugu, Jianzong, and then other super sects.

"Palace Master, Master Bo Xuan, you can come to our Dao Sect when you have time. Ying Xuanzi will take his leave first!"

However, after the eight super sects recruited disciples, Ying Xuanzi politely clasped his fists towards the Palace Master of Taiqing Palace and Bo Xuan, and prepared to take the Heavenly Demon Marten away first. When the time comes, he will just drop the Heavenly Demon Marten somewhere randomly. It is impossible for Yuanmen to search the entire East Xuan Region for it, right?

But just when Ying Xuanzi was about to break through the space and prepare to leave, a voice suddenly sounded, making the uneasy Lin Dong and Xiao Diao's hearts sink instantly.

"Haha, Master Ying, wait a moment, I seem to have met an old acquaintance."

Ren Yuanzi suddenly spoke, instantly attracting everyone's attention. Things that were about to end seemed to have a new turn.

After hearing Ren Yuanzi's words, Xiao Diao's face turned completely ugly. Lin Dong even frantically questioned Yan in his heart, trying to find some means.

"Yan, is there any way to help cover up the aura of Xiao Diao, or, is there any way to help Xiao Diao leave here?"

"It's useless. This will only expose the fact that you are carrying the Ancestral Stone. It has no other effect. Now, all we can do is pray to the Sword Saint!"

Yan's voice also sounded somewhat helpless. He had not expected that Lin Xuan had predicted this matter directly. However, it was not Lin Dong who was exposed, but Xiao Diao whose identity was exposed.

But what difference does this result make? They are all being hunted down by the three great masters of Yuan Sect. Unless Lin Dong abandons Xiao Diao and lets that chatterbox be killed by Yuan Sect!
Lin Dong clenched his palms tightly. At this moment, for the first time, he felt an incomparable desire for strength. In the past, he always heard Xiao Diao say that if the sky fell, there would be someone taller to hold it up, and the young patriarch was the tallest one. All he had to do was practice with peace of mind and become stronger slowly.

But when the sky really fell, Lin Dong realized that only if he became the tallest person, only if he became the person who held up the sky, could he take control of his own destiny.

Turning his head to look at Xiao Diao, before Xiao Diao could speak, Lin Dong shook his head slightly. He knew what Xiao Diao wanted to say, but they were brothers, brothers in life and in death!

Xiao Yan, who was standing behind him like an iron tower, did not say anything. He just took two steps forward, as if he was telling something silently.

Lin Xuan, like an ice cube, lowered his head slightly, staring at the sword in his hand. Faintly, there seemed to be a faint devouring power surging on the sword.

(End of this chapter)