Zhou Yong's face twisted when he saw Lin Xuan.
However, when he thought of Lin Xuan's status as a second-grade inscription master, he sighed.
He could not afford to offend Lin Xuan unless his master intervened.
"Big Brother Zhou, you must have become a second-grade inscription master. Help me teach them a lesson!" Xing Tong was still shouting.
However, when they saw the golden pattern on Zhou Yong's chest, they were stunned.
"Brother Zhou, could it be that you …" the bald man said doubtfully.
"I'm sorry, everyone. I can't do anything about this." Zhou Yong sighed.
"Lord Lin Xuan, this has nothing to do with me." He cupped his fists and said to Lin Xuan.
"Lord … Lord Lin?" The surrounding martial artists were stunned and looked at Lin Xuan in confusion.
Someone who could be addressed as lord by Zhou Yong was definitely not a simple person.
Could it be that Lin Xuan had an extraordinary background?
The bald man suddenly had a bad premonition. He was about to ask when he realized that Zhou Yong had already run away.
Lin Xuan flipped his palm and put on his silver robe. The two golden patterns on his chest were like dazzling swords.
"Second-grade inscription master!" The faces of the Xing Family martial artists changed, and the bald man almost jumped up.
They never thought that Lin Xuan was a second-grade inscription master!
No wonder Lin Xuan was not afraid of them. No wonder Zhou Yong called him Lord Lin Xuan. Everything was clear now.
"It's a misunderstanding, Lord Lin. It's a misunderstanding!" The bald man immediately smiled. They could not afford to offend a second-grade inscription master.
"Hurry up and disperse. If you block Lord Lin's path, I'll kill you."
"Lord Lin, take care. We'll leave now." The bald man nodded and bowed, preparing to leave.
"Wait!" Lin Xuan said in a low voice. "You want to leave?"
Everyone stiffened and reluctantly stopped in their tracks.
The bald man gritted his teeth and threw Xing Tong in front of Lin Xuan. Then, he punched and kicked him.
"You piece of trash, how dare you offend Lord Lin. You're courting death!"
Xing Tong twitched and screamed in pain.
He even wanted to die. A second-grade inscription master could kill him in the blink of an eye.
"Lord Lin, I was wrong. I was blind. I deserve to die!" Xing Tong started to slap himself.
"Lord Lin Xuan, let me go!"
"It's done," Lin Xuan said calmly. "I can let you go, but it depends on your sincerity."
"Lord Lin, feel free to instruct us. The Xing Family will definitely get it done for you."
The bald man hurriedly said. Xing Tong also looked at Lin Xuan with a hopeful expression.
Lin Xuan took out a piece of paper and wrote down a long list of spirit herbs.
"I'll give you three days to gather everything on the list and send it to the Volcano Cultivation Room."
The bald man took the paper and glanced at it. Seeing that it was full of precious spirit herbs, he felt a burst of heartache.
But he couldn't show it on his face.
"If I don't see anything in three days, I'll have to make a trip to the Xing Manor. At that time, don't blame me for not giving you a chance." Lin Xuan said.
"Lord Lin Xuan, don't worry. We'll definitely deliver it!" The bald man said quickly and left with his men.
Lin Xuan smiled as he watched them leave. He walked with Zhao Xue to the Volcano Cultivation Room.
Lin Xuan entered the room again. This time, he wanted to remove the Purple Devil Palace's mark.
His soul force constantly scanned his body to check the situation in his body. With Lord Alcohol's guidance, he finally found the mark.
It was a purple dot of light the size of a needle. It was hidden in the depths of his body.
In the past, Lin Xuan couldn't find it. But now that his soul force had improved, it was easy for him to find it.
Lin Xuan's soul force turned into an invisible sword qi. It pierced the purple dot of light and shattered it.
Golden lightning surged, forming a sphere that wrapped around it and sent it out of Lin Xuan's body.
After removing the purple dot of light, Lin Xuan felt much more comfortable. Even the circulation of his spiritual energy was much smoother.
He closed his eyes and rested for a while. After adjusting his condition to its peak, he took out a huge block of ice.
Cold air surged, and the entire room seemed to be frozen.
The blue-haired man was motionless inside the blue block of ice.
However, Lin Xuan could clearly feel that the blue-haired man's aura was still fluctuating.
"It's been so long. He hasn't frozen to death?" Lin Xuan was surprised.
"With your current strength, you should be able to use the slave seal." Wine Lord said slowly, "Do as I say."
Lin Xuan nodded. His soul force poured out and entered the ice block.
When it came into contact with the blue-haired man, the latter's closed eyes suddenly opened. Green flames danced in his eye sockets.
"Seal!"
Lin Xuan's soul force poured into the blue-haired man's mind, forming a strange seal.
Ka Ka Ka!
The green flames in the blue-haired man's eyes danced. A terrifying aura spread out, causing cracks to appear on the ice block.
"Soul Sword!"
A translucent sword aura poured out from Lin Xuan's left eye. It passed through the ice block and stood directly in the blue-haired man's soul.
Chi Chi!
Instantly, the green flames in the blue-haired man's eyes weakened.
At the same time, Lin Xuan's slave imprint was successfully imprinted in his mind.
"It's done." Lin Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.
Cloud State, underwater world.
In the huge crack, there was a palace.
In the palace, the bronze coffin suddenly trembled. A terrifying aura spread out.
The waves at the bottom of the sea rolled, forming a huge whirlpool that seemed to tear everything apart.
"Slave seal!" A deep voice came from the coffin.
In the cultivation room, Lin Xuan let the blue-haired man out and stared at him cautiously.
"Master." Inscriptions appeared in the blue-haired man's eyes.
"Mm." Lin Xuan nodded with satisfaction. It seemed that the slave seal was effective.
Suddenly, the blue-haired man's body stiffened. The green flames in his eyes burned again.
"This is his original body summoning you. Quickly use your sword intent to sever this connection." Wine Lord reminded.
Lin Xuan's eyes focused. The sword intent in his body surged. A sharp sword aura slashed through the air.
The invisible connection was severed. The blue-haired man regained his calm.
"Alright, there won't be any more accidents this time."
Cloud State, underwater world.
The deep voice sounded again. "Great Dragon Sword …"
In the cultivation room.
Lin Xuan exhaled and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"
"I'm your servant." The blue-haired man said.
"I'm asking who you were before. Or rather, who is your original body? "
"Left Green Dragon Envoy." The blue-haired man said.
"What's your relationship with the Nether Hall?" Lin Xuan continued to ask.
"The Nether Hall is one of the eight great halls of our sect." The blue-haired man said slowly.
"One of the eight great halls!" Lin Xuan's eyes narrowed. As far as he knew, the Nether Hall had once controlled several countries. It was extremely powerful.
But now, it was just a hall.
"What sect? Tell me everything you know!" Lin Xuan said in a deep voice.
"The Nether Hall belongs to the Black Dragon Sect. It's one of the weaker halls. The hall master is the Nether Old Man, who has reached the Earthly Venerable Realm."
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