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1.32% Inverse Sword Mad God / Chapter 4: Chapter 3 Sword-Shaped Pendant

Chapter 4: Chapter 3 Sword-Shaped Pendant

In a fit of rage, the green-eyed giant snake sent everyone flying through the air. Zhang Bin had hardly any spiritual power left, and his body was seriously injured in many places.

Fortunately, he had swallowed the Fire Ganoderma beforehand. Its potent medicinal power was healing his wounds, but despite that, he was still violently spitting out blood.

His body fell into a ravine, the fall nearly breaking all his bones. The front of his shirt was already soaked in red. Zhang Bin didn't notice that as his blood touched the sword-shaped pendant, it mysteriously vanished.

Boom!

Another strike from the snake's tail, and Zhang Bin was sent flying again. This time he passed out, and the dragon-shaped pendant sank completely into his body, turning into a stream of light and vanishing.

The sword-shaped pendant burrowed into his Dantian, trembling continuously. The surrounding spiritual power rushed toward Zhang Bin, forming a small black hole in his abdomen that absorbed all the incoming spiritual power.

Some of the spiritual power that entered Zhang Bin's body coursed wildly, striking against his meridians. One must know that the spirit veins in his body were not yet opened, so when these stray powers entered, the pain was ten times worse than opening the veins by himself.

Zhang Bin was awakened from his unconsciousness by the pain. Gritting his teeth, he bore it, unaware of what had happened.

When he discovered the perpetrator, he nearly went mad; that small sword inside him was his pendant, and now it was frantically devouring spiritual power.

Although most of the spiritual power was swallowed by that small sword, the small portion that leaked out was more than Zhang Bin could handle.

"Damn, this is already at the ninth tier of Body Refining. If this keeps up, I'll break through to the Chong Vessel stage!"

Humans have nine major spirit veins that traverse the body. Only by opening these veins can spiritual power circulate within the body, creating strength.

Zhang Bin's cultivation rose rapidly, like being on a rocket, quickly reaching the peak of Body Refinement. Clenching his teeth, he prepared to use this power to strike at the spirit veins.

Enduring the pain, he concentrated his spirit, ready to attack the first spirit vein within his body. With his hands forming seals, Zhang Bin launched a full-strength assault, gathering the spiritual power within to strike at that first spirit vein.

Boom!

It was as if an invisible wall stood before him. The spiritual power was scattered, and Zhang Bin's cultivation rapidly declined, falling back to the third rank of Spirit Apprentice.

"Not again!" Zhang Bin roared unwillingly. He had already tried to break through twice and each time had been rebuffed. It seemed as though there was a mysterious force within him firmly locking him down.

"Once more!" Zhang Bin, determined not to be deterred, gathered the spiritual power in his body again and charged at the spirit veins.

Boom! Rumble!

The two forces collided inside Zhang Bin, creating a thunderous noise. He was hit by the force, spitting out another mouthful of blood.

At that moment, a gentle power emerged within him. Zhang Bin knew it was the medicinal power of the Fire Ganoderma. Thankfully, he had taken it in advance; otherwise, he would probably have died by now.

The spiritual power accumulated more and more within Zhang Bin, making his body feel incredibly swollen and painful.

"Damn it, you still absorb, stop it now!" Zhang Bin could now clearly see everything inside his body. He cursed anxiously, but that small sword showed no sign of stopping.

With so much spiritual power now, it should have been able to break through the blockade. Zhang Bin decided to try one more time to break through. But if he failed this time, his end would be being torn apart by the overwhelming spiritual power.

"I'm going all in. Even if there's a sliver of hope, I have to try it!" That was just the kind of person Zhang Bin was, never giving up until the very last moment.

This time, an endless wave of spiritual power surged like a torrent towards the unopened spirit veins.

Boom! The impact sounded like thunder, and black ripples appeared inside Zhang Bin's body. Twisting around his spirit veins, they formed a black lotus.

Mysterious and demonic. The black lotus emitted strands of black air, like thick ink, exuding an aura of ancientness, blocking the spiritual power from entering.

"What is this?" Zhang Bin's eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at the black lotus within him, "Why would I have such a thing inside me?"

He faintly guessed that his inability to unlock the spirit veins might relate to this mysterious black lotus. "Am I doomed to remain a Spirit Apprentice my whole life? I can't accept that!"

A surge of anger flooded Zhang Bin; he despised his fate, the black lotus within him, and he loathed that his destiny was controlled by someone else!

Buzz!

The small sword seemed to sense Zhang Bin's emotions and began to vibrate intensely. Its body emitted a dream-like glow, and with a flash of sword light, the black lotus was cleaved in two.

This—

Zhang Bin didn't expect the small sword to be so powerful that it could slice the mysterious black lotus in half. He immediately gathered his spiritual power and rushed towards the spirit vein.

With the obstruction of the black lotus gone, Zhang Bin managed to open the first spirit vein with his robust spiritual power. That vein, like a river, directed the spiritual power, forming a complete cycle within his body.

The small sword also stopped devouring spiritual power and floated inside Zhang Bin.

Everything had returned to normal.

Lin Xuan slowly exhaled a breath and completely relaxed his mind. The scene that had just unfolded was so unbelievable that he still dared not trust his own eyes.

"What exactly is that black lotus, and why did it appear inside my body?" Lin Xuan couldn't figure it out. There was also the sword-shaped pendant; how did it make its way into his body, and it seemed to hail from an origin even more mysterious than the black lotus.

This sword-shaped pendant was given to him by his father, and it had just aided him in severing the black lotus, allowing him to open his Spirit Vein. Therefore, Lin Xuan felt that the mysterious small sword was unlikely to harm him.

Lin Xuan checked his body and discovered that his injuries had long healed, and his cultivation had reached the Late-stage of the First-level Mystical Realm. He would soon break through to the Second Rank.

"No matter what, I've opened my Spirit Vein now and will be able to cultivate from now on. I must return to Sword Pond Prefecture to fulfill my father's last wish!"

He was originally from Sword Pond Prefecture, and it was due to someone's scheme that he was driven out. Now that he could cultivate, he was no longer worthless, so he had to take back everything he had lost!

"If I can become a core disciple of the Xuantian Sect, I should be able to return to Sword Pond Prefecture smoothly." With this decision made, Lin Xuan immediately set off for home. The class system within Xuantian Sect was strict; there were Outer Disciples, Inner Sect Disciples, and Core Disciples. It was not easy for Lin Xuan to stand out among the countless young disciples.

"At the start of each month, there is an entry-level assessment. Passing the exam allows one to become an Outer Disciple." Lin Xuan had been here for three months and had already figured out the basics. He leaped up and rushed in the direction of the sect.

...

In the woods, several young men in white robes ran away in a sorry state, their once-clean clothes now stained with blood and dirt.

"Damn it, we were so close to dying here!"

"If it hadn't been for that Green-eyed Giant Snake startling another Fierce Beast and intercepting it, we would have been finished today!"

These bedraggled young men were Zhang Bin and his companions. They had managed to survive, but of the original dozen or so people, now only four remained.

"It's all because of that Sword Slave named Lin Xuan that we've come back empty-handed, wasting a Fire Ganoderma for nothing!"

"I wonder if he's dead. I hope he's still alive so that I can let him know what's worse than death!"

"Hmph, a Third-rank Spirit Disciple subject to such an attack would have died long ago. How could he still be alive? Let's go, we must hurry back. With so many Sword Slaves dead, it's urgent we replenish the fresh blood."

The four rested briefly before running back. They did not stop along the way and finally emerged from the Dark Forest.

"Eh, Brother Feng, look at that person!" A young man exclaimed.

Chen Feng and Zhang Bin looked ahead. To their left front, there was a figure covered in mud, faintly recognizable as someone in gray linen clothes, rushing towards the Xuanjian Sect.

"It's him, he's not dead!" Chen Feng shouted in shock. "Damn it, I'll see how I'm going to kill him!"

"Let's go, let him know that my Fire Ganoderma isn't so easy to steal!" Zhang Bin said with a dark expression.

Swoosh, swoosh!

The four quickened their pace, kicking up a strong wind, and soon they caught up with Lin Xuan.

Huff—

The four surrounded Lin Xuan. With a vicious smile, Chen Feng said, "Boy, I didn't expect you to still be alive, but that's better. I want to kill you slowly!"

"Don't kill him. He's eaten the Fire Ganoderma, so his blood should be filled with medicinal properties now. If we bring him back and draw his blood daily for our cultivation, wouldn't that be even better?" Zhang Bin's demonic and eerie laughter echoed.

Lin Xuan took a deep breath and moved his hand to the hilt of his sword. Xuantian Sect was now in sight, but unexpectedly, he had still been ambushed.

The four facing him included Zhang Bin, whose strength had reached the Third Level of the Mystical Realm, equivalent to a Third-rank Spirit Warrior. Zhang Bin was Second Rank, while the other two were similar in strength to Lin Xuan, all at the First-level Mystical Realm. Under normal circumstances, Lin Xuan was undeniably destined to lose.

Yet, Lin Xuan was not panicked. His expression was calm, his hand holding the sword steady and strong, and his gaze landed on Chen Feng in front of him.

They were now very close to the sect. As long as he could break through and enter, he was confident he would be considerably safer.

These people underestimated him, so they wouldn't take things too seriously; this was his chance to make a move. Once he acted, he had to succeed because they would not give him a second opportunity—in other words, he only had one chance to strike.

With this thought, a surge of excitement rose in Lin Xuan's heart. What kind of power would his sword technique, which he had practiced for three years, have with the aid of Spiritual Power?

"First, break his legs, so he can't run!" Chen Feng drew his Longsword, sweeping toward Lin Xuan's legs.

But at that moment, Lin Xuan moved. He swiftly drew his sword and leaped into the air, like a meteor streaking across the sky, flashing by in an instant.

Puff! Lin Xuan thrust out with his sword and, without looking back, ran towards the sect. His speed surprised everyone.

"Ah! My hand!" At the same time, Chen Feng, holding his right arm, screamed continuously as copious amounts of blood spilled forth, staining the ground red.


Chapter 5: Chapter 4 Night Raid

"My hand!" Chen Feng's anguished cry echoed, his right arm sliced open by a deep gash, revealing white bone through some shadows.

"How could this be?" Zhang Bin and the others didn't pursue, that last sword strike was too bizarre, and the aura emanating from Lin Xuan was definitely not that of a Body Refining Third Stage.

"Could he have been hiding his strength?" Zhang Bin wondered, "It could also be the effect of the Fire Ganoderma that allowed him to break through to the Magnetic Condensation Realm, your blood, I will have it!"

"You two, quickly support him and head back to the Xuantian Sect!" Zhang Bin commanded.

The two disciples propped Chen Feng up and hurried towards the Xuantian Sect, with Zhang Bin trailing behind, his gaze flickering, pondering something unknown.

...

Lin Xuan ran all the way back to his small cottage and shut the door, struggling to calm himself down.

Honestly, he hadn't expected that sword strike to be so powerful. That particular sword skill was a gift from his father, who had told him to practice it diligently.

Despite its seemingly ordinary appearance, the skill was immensely powerful upon execution, but it consisted of only one move. Moreover, it consumed a substantial amount of Spiritual Power, nearly one-third.

Thinking of Spiritual Power, Lin Xuan became excited again. After so many years, he could finally cultivate. He couldn't help but think of the small sword within his body, which had allowed him to open his Spirit Vein and granted him the Inner Vision Divine Power that only someone in the Spirit Transformation Realm would have.

The small sword was neither metal nor stone, its material unknown, an inch long, and glazed in color, with Spiritual Power constantly overflowing from it. Lin Xuan tried to interact with it but to no avail.

Seeing no reaction, Lin Xuan simply left it alone and decided to make use of the residual effects of the Fire Ganoderma to continue cultivating.

He was once a disciple of Sword Pond Prefecture, and although he had no chance to access martial arts books due to his status as a waste, he had obtained a complete family technique from his father. The family's cultivation technique was a Xuantian-grade Technique, incredibly powerful.

Lin Xuan positioned his hands into seals and started to circulate Spiritual Power according to his family's technique, but as soon as he began, the small glazed sword within him vibrated intensely, dispersing the Spiritual Power.

"Hm?" Lin Xuan was puzzled. He attempted the hand seals again and discovered that the small glazed sword seemed to be intentionally preventing him from practicing.

"Does this sword have a will of its own?" Lin Xuan was uncertain, "But why is it stopping me from cultivating my family's technique?"

"I say, if you won't let me practice the family's cultivation method, is it because you have something better?" Lin Xuan muttered.

As if understanding Lin Xuan's words, the small glazed sword vibrated and emitted waves of golden light. Each beam of golden light was a dazzling small sword, and these transformed into a series of unique runes that entered his mind.

"Longevity Technique?"

The glazed sword had given him a cultivation method! Lin Xuan was momentarily stunned. He quickly read through the Longevity Technique, the name alone signified dominance, and the content explained therein was much more profound than his family's technique.

Since the small sword wouldn't let him practice other techniques, Lin Xuan decided to go ahead with this Longevity Technique instead. He made up his mind, positioned his hands into the unique seals, then slowly closed his eyes and began to circulate his Spiritual Power according to the technique.

The golden Spiritual Power flowed through his Spirit Veins, growing stronger with each cycle. Around the Spirit Veins, numerous smaller meridians carried the power throughout his body.

Lin Xuan repeatedly circulated the Xuantian Technique, his Spiritual Power continuously increasing, and the hidden medicinal effects in his body were activated. Gradually, the Spiritual Power converged through the tiny meridians and surged towards his second Spirit Vein.

Boom!

The second Spirit Vein burst open, like the breach of a dam, endless Spiritual Power rushed in, cleansing Lin Xuan's body of impurities, which he quickly washed away.

"I didn't expect that just half a day would take me to the Second-level Pulse Condensing Realm; now I am a Second-Order Spirit Warrior." A faint glow radiated from Lin Xuan's body, filled with strength.

"This level of strength should definitely pass the Outer Door's test," he sighed, "but I've heard that the Inner Sect's test is extremely difficult. It's like picking one out of a hundred. I really don't know what realm one must reach to pass it."

Lin Xuan let out a sigh and resumed his cultivation of the Longevity Technique. What he lacked the most right now was time, so he did not want to waste even a minute.

Night fell, and the sky seemed to be covered with a layer of black cloth, a bit gloomy. The moon was obscured by the clouds, and the stars in the sky also hid away.

A fierce wind echoed through the heavens and earth, causing the trees to make whistling sounds, and the small brown wooden door creaked.

Lin Xuan opened his eyes and slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. He stood up and looked outside at the sky full of dark clouds, quickly closing the small wooden door.

Lin Xuan was still a Sword Slave, and his dwelling was located on a secluded, uninhabited mountain peak. There were no other households around besides his own.

Boom! Thunder suddenly exploded in the sky, making one's eardrums tremble. Lin Xuan looked through the window at the outside world and mused, "The most mysterious and unpredictable thing is still the Power of Heaven and Earth. When will I be able to reach the point where I can move mountains and fill seas with a mere wave of my hand?"

Another flash streaked across the sky, followed by booming sounds. But just then, a sudden jump in Lin Xuan's heart caused him to quickly crouch down.

Swoosh! An arrow whizzed past the top of his head, and he could even feel the chill emanating from it.

If it weren't for his breakthrough to the Second-level of the Mystical Realm, which sharpened his hearing and vision, just this one arrow could have taken his life!

Lin Xuan hid under the window sill, quickly guessing that it was Zhang Bin and others who had made a move. As for how many people there were, he was not sure.

The law of the jungle ruled this world. Lin Xuan was well aware of this; now, he quietly waited, motionless, as surely the enemy outside must have been more anxious than him, especially given the terrible weather.

The Xuantian Sect's rules were strict, allowing disciples to fight but forbidding murder. Even Sword Slaves could not be killed at will. But outside the Xuantian Sect, in the forests, anything went.

Normally, no one would dare to make a move within the sect, but today's heavy rain provided an excellent opportunity for murder.

Lin Xuan gripped his longsword tightly, highly focused and ready to strike at any moment. Sure enough, it wasn't long before the wooden door burst open, and a figure flashed in.

Lin Xuan seized the moment as the person landed to thrust out a sword, like a shooting star. The figure hadn't expected such a cunning strike and could only hurriedly raise a sword to block.

Clang! The two swords collided, sparking a flurry of fire. The intruder's Spiritual Power was clearly deeper than Lin Xuan's. Lin Xuan's sword was deflected, but it still left a wound.

The figure grunted, quickly retreated, and began to envelop the wound with Spiritual Power. Then, he cautiously stared at Lin Xuan.

"Zhang Bin, I know it's you. There's no use hiding!" Lin Xuan said coldly.

"Hmph, knowing that much, just obediently come with me!" Zhang Bin snarled.

"You've already been wounded by me, and you still boast so boldly! Call out your people!" Lin Xuan braced himself.

"To kill you, do I need to call others? Just now, it was my carelessness that allowed your sneak attack to succeed. This time, let's see what you can do!"

Zhang Bin snorted coldly, his longsword quivering as he executed the Flowing Cloud Sword Technique. Trailing a series of sword shadows, he enveloped Lin Xuan within them.


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