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Chapter 20

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Chen Dazheng was puzzled as he did not know why Elder Fang would come personally.

"Could there be a problem with the artifact?" Chen Dazheng thought. "That shouldn't be the case. If there really was a problem, it wouldn't be this tone."

He quickly ran towards the outer disciple's dormitory. It seemed that only by finding Lin Xuan, would he be able to find out what happened.

However, what gave him a headache was that Lin Xuan wasn't even in the room. Chen Dazheng asked the surrounding disciples, but no one knew where Lin Xuan went.

Helpless, he could only brace himself and report to Elder Fang.

After Elder Fang heard, he stroked his beard: "When he comes back, tell him to come and see me immediately."

"Yes." Chen Dazheng respectfully replied.

After Elder Fang left, Chen Dazheng suddenly slapped his forehead: "Aiya, I forgot that I still have Lin Xuan's recently repaired treasured saber!"

"Forget it, I'll wait for Lin Xuan to come back before I send it over." He did not dare to look for Elder Fang now. He could only hope that Lin Xuan would come back soon.

At the same time, a storm was about to arrive in the outer sect of the Black Sky Sect.

The Shen Wei Group's disciples mobilized all their forces to search for the people that Zhang Bin came in contact with before he died. In the end, a square-faced disciple said a shocking news.

He was injured in a fight with others. Zhang Bin saw his signal and went to save him. After that, Zhang Bin and the others followed that person to the depths of the forest and died in the forest.

In the end, the Shen Wei Group's disciples drew out Lin Xuan's appearance. A search for Lin Xuan was carried out in the outer sect. After searching everywhere, they finally found out about Lin Xuan's background.

"A sword slave who just joined the outer sect?" A youth with a scar on his face heard this and became furious, "You think he can kill a rank four spiritual knight and two rank three spiritual knights?!"

This youth was one of the people in charge of the outer sect of the Shen Wei Group. His name was Yan Kong and his cultivation had reached rank six of the Meridians Condensing Stage. When he heard the news about Lin Xuan, he couldn't help but become furious.

"Brother Kong." That square-faced disciple trembled as he said, "When I was fighting with that Lin Xuan, I discovered that even though he was a rank three Spiritual Knight, his strength far exceeded that of a rank three Spiritual Knight."

"Brother Kong, this is the only clue we have now. Regardless of whether it is true or not, let's capture him first. Otherwise, when Zhang Rui returns, we won't be able to explain ourselves." The disciple beside Yan Kong said.

"Let's go and take a look!" Yan Kong waved his hand and led the group towards Lin Xuan's residence.



In the residential area of the outer sect disciples, a group of Shen Wei Group's disciples suddenly appeared. They quickly surrounded a small house and one of the disciples kicked the door of the house down.

The surrounding disciples came out one after another. Looking at the group of aggressive Shen Wei Group's disciples, they were all at a loss.

"Brother Kong, that brat is not here!" Someone went in to investigate, then came out and said.

"Not here? Did he run away? " Yan Kong frowned, "Quickly send people to search the vicinity of the sect. Send a group of people to wait here. I don't believe that he can run to the sky!"

With a command, the Shen Wei Group's outer sect disciples quickly took action. The surrounding disciples also gradually understood their actions. Lin Xuan's name was recognized by everyone for the first time.

But when they found out that Lin Xuan was just a little disciple who had just joined the Outer Sect and had no background or backing, they suddenly felt dizzy. Indeed, the ignorant were fearless. A little disciple actually dared to provoke a colossus like the Divine Might Group.

When Tang Yu heard this news, she quickly ran to find Lin Xuan. She didn't expect Lin Xuan to create such a big mess. Not only did he find trouble with the Shen Wei Group, he even killed someone!

She hurriedly ran to Lin Xuan's residence, afraid that Lin Xuan had already been taken away by the Shen Wei Group. But luckily, other than seeing a house full of Shen Wei Group's disciples, she didn't see Lin Xuan's shadow.

"Little bastard, you still know how to run away. Hmph!" Tang Yu kept scolding Lin Xuan in her heart.

After looking around and not finding Lin Xuan, she stomped her feet angrily and walked away in a huff.

A group of onlooking disciples discussed, "I heard that Lin Xuan was Tang Yu's sword slave in the past?"

"That's right. Didn't Tang Yu just leave?"

"Aiya, could this be secretly arranged by the battle group?"



In just half a day, this murder case turned into a war between the Shen Wei Group and the battle group. The entire outer sect was spreading the news.

Very quickly, the same news also appeared in the inner sect. However, the battle group's upper echelons personally came out to clarify that this matter had nothing to do with the battle group. Only then did the lie be suppressed.

The Shen Wei Group waited for an entire day but didn't see Lin Xuan's shadow. Therefore, they were even more certain that Lin Xuan was the murderer and had escaped.

And the person in question, Lin Xuan, was currently standing in front of a huge rock, carving words.

After a few days of training, he was already able to control the spirit energy in his body. His ten fingers moved as rows of words of the same depth appeared on the rock.

"Very good. It's faster than I expected!" Lord Alcohol grunted.

"Then, can I practice my swordsmanship now?" Lin Xuan said excitedly.

"I said you were young, but you didn't believe me. This is only the first step," Lord Alcohol lectured. "The second step is to carve words on the leaves, but you can't pierce them."

Lin Xuan knew that the requirements for controlling his strength were even stricter, but he wasn't afraid.

Picking up a leaf from the ground, Lin Xuan circulated his spirit energy and was about to begin.

"Hey, what are you doing!?" Lord Alcohol suddenly roared.

Lin Xuan wore a blank look. "You said to carve words!"

Lord Alcohol wore a helpless look as he kicked the tree behind him.

"Oh." Lin Xuan turned around and kicked the tree trunk.

Although he didn't use any strength, the tree still shook three times. The leaves on the tree fluttered in the wind and scattered in the air.

"You can begin now," Lord Alcohol said.

"Ah!" Lin Xuan looked at the leaves that filled the sky as his face fell.



In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed.

In the forest, a figure flew up and brandished the black iron sword in his hand at lightning speed. Every strike carved the word "Martial" on the fluttering leaves.

The sword didn't pierce the leaves when it came into contact with them. The precision of the strike was astounding.

This figure was none other than Lin Xuan. After half a month of training, he could already accurately carve words on leaves without piercing them.

"Uncle Drunkard, I've completed this part of the training. What's next?" Lin Xuan asked with a grin.

Lord Alcohol nodded in satisfaction. "You can begin practicing your swordsmanship. Practice the first step first."

The first step of the Lightning Eclipse Sword Art had a total of thirteen strikes. Each strike was as unstoppable as a bolt of lightning. Furthermore, the Lightning Eclipse Sword Art had a unique way of exerting strength. It only used seventy percent of its strength and retained the remaining thirty percent to complement the next attack. It was like lightning in the clouds, constantly accumulating strength.

Practice in the water and make good use of the resistance in the water. It will be of great help to your swordsmanship. Lord Alcohol suggested.

The resistance in the water was great, and it tested one's control of strength. Lin Xuan didn't hesitate. He remembered that there was a waterfall not far ahead.

After tidying up his things, Lin Xuan headed to the waterfall to practice his swordsmanship.

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