This feeling could not be wrong.
In the Sword Forest, Xing Feng could feel the sword intent emitted by the Sword Forest. Although he could not successfully comprehend it, it did not hinder him from remembering this feeling.
When facing Zheng Gang, Lu Xuan did not reveal his sword intent. At this moment, facing the middle-aged deacon, he finally revealed it.
The middle-aged deacon's strength had reached the 7th Layer of the Body Refinement Realm. Even if Lu Xuan did not use his sword intent, it was not impossible for him to defeat him. However, Lu Xuan did not want to defeat him, but to intimidate him.
He did not have a reputation that was as powerful as the top ten on the overall ranking, so he had to rely on his own strength to intimidate the middle-aged attendant. As such, he did not hesitate to use the sword will that he had just recently comprehended.
Lu Xuan slowly raised the tip of his sword. A sharp killing intent tightly locked onto the middle-aged deacon's forehead.
Faced with this sudden turn of events, the middle-aged deacon's back was drenched in cold sweat. He felt as if an extremely sharp needle had pierced the space between his eyebrows, and it could penetrate deep into his body at any time. He did not dare to move his right hand that was holding the single saber. He was afraid that the self-proclaimed newbie in front of him would attack him regardless of the consequences if he made a mistake.
Indeed, in the eyes of the middle-aged deacon, Lu Xuan was merely claiming to be a newbie. If he were truly a newbie, how could he possibly be so powerful? Lu Xuan's aura alone was enough to make the deacon freeze before he even made a single move. Furthermore, his instincts told him that this aura was very likely the one-in-a-million sword will.
He was a member of the Saber Sect and had been working in the Martial Skill Pavilion for many years. Every disciple that entered the Martial Skill Pavilion had to pay a certain amount of "entrance fee" to him. This was something that many disciples of the Wind Sword School were well aware of. Although there were some who were dissatisfied and had caused trouble more than once, they all ended up in vain. In the end, they still had to obediently pay the entrance fee.
This was because the 'entrance fee' that he collected wasn't for himself. Instead, most of it had to be handed over to the Saber Sect. It could be said that he was only a representative that the Saber Sect had placed here. It was precisely because of this that a mere deacon like him dared to openly provoke all the disciples. In any case, if something were to happen, there would naturally be people from the Saber Sect to protect him. As time passed, this became the second rule when entering the Martial Skill Pavilion.
The tyranny of the Saber Sect was evident. They relied on their strength to control all sorts of lucrative jobs, and the Contribution Points they obtained were returned to the members of the Saber Sect. This was one of the reasons why the Saber Sect was becoming stronger and the Sword Sect was becoming weaker.
Of course, it wasn't that these deacons didn't have any discerning eyes. Most of their targets were newcomers and seniors who weren't that strong. For example, Young Master Lin and his group who had just entered were people that they couldn't afford to offend.
But who would have thought that today, he would be pecked in the eye by a goose and run into Lu Xuan.
"Move your hand away." Lu Xuan's aura disappeared, and his sword intent didn't dissipate. He spoke indifferently.
Hearing this, the middle-aged deacon hurriedly moved his left hand away from the card reader. He wasn't an idiot. At his age, he had already lost his drive. He clearly knew who he could offend and who he couldn't.
Regardless of whether Lu Xuan was a newcomer or not, he was able to suppress him with his aura when he was only at the fifth layer of the Body Refinement Realm. There was no doubt that Lu Xuan would become famous in the future. Perhaps Lu Xuan couldn't do anything to the Saber Sect, but as the representative of the Saber Sect, he definitely wouldn't have a good ending. Thus, he decisively chose to give in.
"If I knew that you had such strength, I wouldn't have dared to offend you. I hope that Young Master will be magnanimous and not bother with me. Please come in." The middle-aged deacon squeezed out a smile and looked at Lu Xuan as he spoke. The weapon in his hand had already been put away.
Lu Xuan was a bit stunned by this guy who changed his attitude faster than flipping a book. He didn't expect that this guy, who seemed so unyielding before, would immediately become so submissive after Lu Xuan revealed his strength.
"Didn't you want to make me drink as a punishment?" Lu Xuan said with a playful smile.
"I didn't want to, but this is my job. If I don't do it well, this job will be taken by someone else. I hope that Young Master will be magnanimous and forgive me." The middle-aged deacon said with a sad face. Everyone had their own difficulties. Who would be willing to be the bad guy every day?
As the saying goes, don't slap a smiling person. Since this guy had already admitted his mistake, Lu Xuan didn't bother to argue with him. As for the "entrance fee" that he continued to collect from the other newcomers, Lu Xuan didn't want to care. He probably couldn't. It was reasonable. Since the second rule could exist for so long, it must not be that simple. With his current strength, it would be good if he could guarantee that his group wouldn't suffer a loss.
Withdrawing his sword intent, Lu Xuan returned the sword to Lin Xinyi. Without the threat of the sword intent, the middle-aged deacon couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.
Although Lu Xuan's sword intent wasn't as majestic as the Sword Forest, it was better in terms of sharpness and concentration. In terms of threat, it was far better than the Sword Forest.
The four of them swiped their nameplates on the card slot. This time, the middle-aged deacon naturally didn't dare to stop them. In his heart, the status of Lu Xuan's group had been raised to the same level as Young Master Lin.
"This is my first time coming to the Martial Skill Pavilion. Are there any rules? Tell me." Lu Xuan asked. Since he had successfully intimidated this guy, it would be a waste not to use the free guide.
Hearing this, the middle-aged deacon muttered to himself. First time here, it seems like they are really newcomers. If they are so powerful as newcomers, how strong will they be in the future?
Although he thought so, he didn't dare to be careless with his words. "This Martial Skill Pavilion is divided into three floors. The first floor only requires a hundred contribution points to enter. As for the stairs leading to the second and third floors, there is a barrier. If the contribution points in the nameplate are not up to the standard, you won't be able to go up."
"In order to ensure that the Martial Skills and Cultivation Methods are not leaked, the Martial Skills and Cultivation Methods in the Martial Skill Pavilion are not allowed to be taken out. They can only be viewed in the Martial Skill Pavilion. In every floor, there are many quiet rooms for the disciples to use. The quiet room on the first floor costs five contribution points a day, fifty for the second floor, and five hundred for the third floor …"
The middle-aged deacon didn't hide anything and told Lu Xuan all the information about the Martial Skill Pavilion. However, the amount of contribution points needed to stay in the Martial Skill Pavilion made Lu Xuan speechless. Five hundred contribution points were needed to stay in the third floor for a day. Even with all the contribution points he had, he could only stay for twenty days.
After listening to the middle-aged deacon's explanation, Lu Xuan nodded his head slightly. Without further ado, he led the three of them to the Martial Skill Pavilion. He wanted to see what kind of good stuff the Wind Sword School had in the Martial Skill Pavilion.
"Young master, please wait. May I know your name so that I can address you the next time you come?" The middle-aged deacon said with a smile.
Lu Xuan didn't stop walking. Before he entered the Martial Skill Pavilion, he uttered two words, "Lu Xuan."
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