Lin Xuan had heard of many attributes, but he had never heard of attributeless before.
"There's a benefit to attributeless spiritual energy. It can transform into any attribute of spiritual energy, and it can be fused with each other." Wine Lord said.
"If you have thunder attribute spiritual energy, then your Thunderclap Sword Art will reach perfection."
"Really?" Lin Xuan was pleasantly surprised, "If the Thunderclap Sword Art reaches perfection, then how powerful would it be?"
"However, you need to absorb a Lightning Origin or cultivate a lightning-elemental cultivation technique. Only then can your sword art reach perfection," Lord Alcohol said.
"After the inner sect selection, I'll go look for a thunder attribute cultivation technique or a thunder source!" Lin Xuan decided in his heart.
In the blink of an eye, three days had passed.
Today was the day of the inner sect selection.
Tens of thousands of outer sect disciples started to move towards the testing area. Lin Xuan also carried the Crimson Flame Sword on his back and walked out of his house.
Outside the house, the sky was cloudy and clear.
The huge square was filled with countless disciples. Their faces were flushed with excitement.
"I wonder how many people will be able to pass the first round?" Someone asked with concern.
"I hope I'll be able to pass …"
"Look, it's Jiang Yulong!" Many outer sect disciples exclaimed, "He's one of the four heroes!"
In the crowd, Jiang Yulong was dressed in white. He was leading a group of Shen Wei Group disciples as he stood arrogantly.
"Duan Fei is here too!" Another exclamation sounded, "F * ck, the four heroes of the outer sect are all here today. Even if I can't pass the first round, it'll be worth it!"
In another direction, the handsome young man, Duan Fei, stood with a smile on his face. He was surrounded by many female disciples. His delicate face and graceful figure made many male disciples spit fire in their hearts.
Duan Fei smiled as he greeted the beauties. He casually glanced at Jiang Yulong. Jiang Yulong was also staring at Duan Fei. When their eyes met, sparks flew in the air.
The two of them belonged to different forces. Jiang Yulong hated this pretty boy who was popular with women, while Duan Fei disliked this cold young man. Hence, the two of them had a bad relationship.
"Hmph! When you're defeated, I'll see which female disciple will still surround you! "Jiang Yulong said with a cold snort.
"Shen Qian 'er, my goddess!"
In the distance, a young girl in green slowly walked over. Her light and agile temperament made her seem like a fairy walking in the mortal world. Duan Fei and Jiang Yulong looked at the girl in green at the same time. Duan Fei nodded with a smile, but Jiang Yulong's expression was somewhat strange, and his gaze was somewhat evasive.
Shen Qian 'er bowed to the two of them. Then, a group of young girls greeted her, and she stood in another direction.
At this moment, a group of youths from the Southern District also walked over excitedly.
Lin Xuan wore a black robe and carried a dark red greatsword on his back. There was a faint smile on his delicate face and he looked extremely spirited.
"Older brother Xuan, you must make it to the third stage. When the time comes, we'll cheer you on!" Little Fatty Ding said while dancing with joy.
"Little Fatty, I don't need you to say that. Older brother Xuan will definitely enter the third stage. Furthermore, older brother Xuan will definitely succeed in entering the inner sect!" These youths chattered non-stop. The whole process was very joyous.
"Wow! So many beauties! "Little Fatty Ding's eyes, which were like door slits, suddenly widened as saliva continuously flowed down.
"It would be great if I could marry one." Little Fatty Ding muttered.
The youths accompanying him also looked like pigs, but when they heard Little Fatty Ding's words, they all revealed looks of disdain.
"Little Fatty, stop dreaming. Go home and hug your doll to sleep!" Lin Xuan's right neighbor, Hou Xiao Shou, said.
The doll was a cotton doll. Little Fatty Ding hugged it to sleep every day. These disciples often joked about this matter.
"Hmph, don't be complacent. When older brother Xuan becomes an inner sect disciple, he will definitely introduce one to me!" Little Fatty Ding was not convinced.
Lin Xuan smiled and said, "Don't worry, when the time comes, I will find you a fairy to be your wife!"
A group of youths walked into the square laughing, but the passers-by revealed looks of disdain.
"Tsk! A group of bumpkins still want to enter the inner sect, overestimating themselves! "
"They're probably still dreaming. In a while, the first stage will shatter their dreams!"
… ….
Lin Xuan and the others stepped onto the square and sighed once again.
The square stretched as far as the eye could see, as if there was no end to it. In front of them was a majestic palace surrounded by multicolored light, like an immortal palace.
Here, Lin Xuan saw Jiang Yulong and Duan Fei. The latter directly ignored him, while Jiang Yulong revealed a cruel smile.
Lin Xuan did not bother with them. All the grudges could be settled in the arena. There was no need to waste his energy now. He slowly closed his eyes, his eyes sharpening.
However, not long after, he was shaken awake by the people beside him.
"Shangguan Liuyun! It's Shangguan Liuyun!
"Little Fatty Ding excitedly pulled Lin Xuan. His expression was even more excited than seeing a peerless beauty. The surrounding friends were also excited as they stared unblinkingly at that figure.
"He is one of the four heroes of the outer sect, and he is also the number one person on the outer sect rankings! It is said that his strength is even stronger than some inner sect disciples. Even Jiang Yulong, Duan Fei, and the rest are suppressed by him! "
Lin Xuan was surprised. He turned his head and saw a person walking over from outside the square.
This person was dressed in black and walked over step by step expressionlessly. Unlike the other geniuses, he did not have a group of supporters behind him, nor were there any beauties like bees or butterflies. Instead, he was alone.
One person, like the sky, suppressed everyone to the point that they could not raise their heads!
After he arrived, all the noise disappeared. Even Duan Fei, who had been smiling, had a cold expression as he looked at him with some hostility. Jiang Yulong gripped the sword in his hand tightly. His knuckles turned pale from the force.
He stood in the middle of the square. The people around him subconsciously avoided him. No one could withstand his aura. It was as if he was born to be a king and needed everyone to look up to him.
After a long while, someone dared to whisper. The surrounding atmosphere gradually returned to normal.
At this moment, the clouds in the sky churned. In an instant, a strong wind blew, causing people's clothes to flutter. Everyone looked up in horror and saw a person standing on top of the clouds.
It was a middle-aged man in purple robes!
He stood on top of the clouds and coldly looked down as if he was a high and mighty god.
"Flying in the air!" Lin Xuan's pupils constricted. He felt a huge pressure slowly being released from the middle-aged man in purple robes. It was as if an invisible hand was pressing down on him, making him feel suffocated.
The middle-aged man in purple robes waved his hand. The clouds in the sky turned into a huge hand and pressed down on the void.
In the next moment, everyone felt the ground shake as if there was an earthquake. What followed was a rumbling sound. When the surroundings returned to normal, the disciples found that there was a huge mountain on the side of the palace. It appeared like a dream in front of everyone.
"This mountain is called Thundercloud Mountain. It has a total of 99 floors. It is the first stage of the selection. You will be qualified to enter the next stage after crossing this mountain." The middle-aged man in purple robes in the clouds said loudly, spreading throughout the square.
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