107: Chapter 107: Profoundly Unfathomable 107: Chapter 107: Profoundly Unfathomable Xuanzhenzi looked at Lin Xing with a somber expression, the drunkenness that had covered his face already vanished without a trace, and there was not the slightest hint of contempt in his eyes.
Because he knew that anyone capable of severing the connection between himself and his flying sword was by no ans ordinary.
At this mont, his sea of consciousness and his body were fully prepared, ready to unleash a thunderous strike at any mont, with the greatest force to put his opponent to death.
Lin Xing, on the other hand, appeared utterly exhausted at this mont, simply because he had died too many tis since eting with Xuanzhenzi.
He lanted in his heart, “The combat power of this second inheritance is too strong… to the extent that any random move could obliterate .”
“A man fierce with few words, who takes life with his actions, it’s quite difficult not to die in his presence…”
“If I could encounter such people every day, my strength would have surely improved by leaps and bounds.”
“It’s just too tiring, not even giving a mont to rest.”
“If I can’t make peace with him this ti, after my next ti reversal, I’ll have to hide in Building C to avoid him.”
As these thoughts flashed through his mind like lightning, Lin Xing, looking at Xuanzhenzi’s grave face, said, “Stop fiddling with the flying needles in your sleeve.”
“The thunder-fire in your other sleeve as well.”
“And put away that Sword Qi in your mouth.”
He then pointed at Xuanzhenzi’s waistbelt, “Don’t pull out the other flying sword hidden there either.”
These were all experiences Lin Xing had summarized after confronting Xuanzhenzi in various ways and being killed in different manners.
To Xuanzhenzi, however, these words were like thunder, shaking him to the core.
The opponent had laid bare all the moves he had just secretly prepared to unleash in one breath.
Especially the second flying sword, which was a hidden move always tucked within Xuanzhenzi’s waistbelt, always delivered a fatal blow when drawn, never leaving a survivor except him.
No other living person knew this secret.
Yet now, the opponent had also revealed it.
What kind of vision was this?
And what level of cultivation?
Thinking that Lin Xing had not only caught his flying sword but also seen through him at a glance, Xuanzhenzi was greatly shaken.
Lin Xing had now beco inscrutable in his eyes.
With this thought in mind, Xuanzhenzi had temporarily set aside his intent to battle.
His rise amidst the chaos of the world, his careful progress within the treacherous environnt of the Heavenly Will Sect to beco a Supre Elder, was all thanks to that carefulness and caution in his heart.
Even after gaining comprehension of the second inheritance, this cautiousness remained deeply impressed in his mind, and it was sothing he took great pride in.
Xuanzhenzi’s expression changed, and the murderous intent dissipated as if by a spring breeze, he spoke lightly, “I have offended your Excellency today, it was my fault.”
“But the flying sword was a gift from my Sect’s elders, please return it to .”
Lin Xing looked at him and casually said, “To take a life for a life, you tried to assassinate with a flying sword, rely compensating with the sword itself would be letting you off easy.”
A hint of anger flickered in Xuanzhenzi’s eyes, but rembering how his adversary had easily exposed all his techniques, he contained his fury.
Xuanzhenzi continued to lower his stance, indicating that if Lin Xing was willing to return the flying sword, he would be willing to host a banquet to apologize.
Viewing his deanor, Lin Xing then said, “Forget it, you can lend the flying sword for a year as compensation, and I’ll return it to you after a year.”
Xuanzhenzi was unwilling to agree and persistently refused, only wanting to retrieve his flying sword.
Lin Xing, however, felt increasingly tired and said directly, “Then look for it yourself, if you can find it, take it back.”
After speaking, he no longer paid attention to Xuanzhenzi and lay straight down on the bed in the room to rest.
Xuanzhenzi sensed the other’s breathing, even and steady as if he had truly fallen asleep.
This utterly dismissive attitude montarily filled Xuanzhenzi with shock and suspicion.
He simply used his Dharma Eye technique, trying to search for and sense his flying sword, wanting to take it back directly.
His eyes flashed with luminance, and countless intricate patterns lit up in his pupils, revealing a Dharma Eye technique of a much higher level than Jing Shiyu’s.
His gaze seed to penetrate layers of barriers, everything inside and outside the courtyard was as clear to him as the palm of his hand.
The first thing that caught his attention in the courtyard was a young girl.
She was a pretty girl with long black hair.
Originally, this girl had been standing quietly in a corner of the courtyard, and Xuanzhenzi initially thought she was just a maidservant there.
But now, with the Dharma Eye activated and the mystical patterns in his pupils turning, everything inside and out beca clearly visible.
So, the girl’s wrist hidden in the shadow of her sleeves revealed itself to him, and the non-human joints imdiately drew his attention.
“Is this girl a puppet?”
He was startled and wanted to look further into the body structure of the Puppet Girl along her arm, but found that his Dharma Eye could not see through her at all.
He could only see wisps of spiritual energy shimring on her body surface, following the Puppet Girl’s breaths, flowing into her body from all around, as if she were wearing a robe made of immortality.
Seeing the puppet capable of inhaling and exhaling spiritual energy just like a second-generation cultivator, Xuanzhenzi felt his scalp tingle.
“This puppet breathes spiritual energy as naturally as if it were born for the path of cultivation.”
“But it’s just a puppet…
Who in the world could create such a puppet?”
Xuanzhenzi subconsciously looked towards Lin Xing, who was resting on the bed.
Not only had the latter effortlessly taken his flying sword and exposed all his techniques, but the puppet standing in the courtyard was like a masterpiece of divine craftsmanship.
At this mont, Lin Xing, lying on the bed, seed unfathomable in Xuanzhenzi’s eyes.
The deeply sleeping appearance was clear indication that he had not taken him into consideration at all.
So, after hesitating for a while, he ultimately still silently left the courtyard.
As soon as he stepped out of the courtyard, he saw a large group of people waiting outside, all guests who had just been at the Qunxing Pavilion.
The guests saw Xuanzhenzi coming out with a gloomy face not long after entering, and with no sound of fighting coming from the courtyard, what exactly had happened?
Just as everyone felt extrely curious, they saw a graceful figure flying in from afar, crossing hundreds of ters of the long street in the blink of an eye and arriving in front of the courtyard.
Looking at her, Xuanzhenzi chuckled, “Jing Shiyu, my good niece student, you really have quite the skill.”
Jing Shiyu had just received the ssage that Xuanzhenzi had attacked her courtyard and imdiately rushed over to stop it but did not expect him to say such words.
Xuanzhenzi looked at her, his face full of smiles, and said, “No wonder you refused , turned out my niece student, you have found such a strong backer, why didn’t you say so earlier?”
He walked forward politely, whispering beside her, “The affairs of the East Cliff Prefecture, we can talk again.
As long as this expert is willing to return the flying sword to , I assure you that you will be unscathed in the sect this ti, and in the future, you may even inherit the mantle of the Holy Daughter.”
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