Eternal Swordmaster
Chapter 588 - 583 Breakthrough 9

Chapter 588: Chapter 583 Breakthrough 9

Silence.

Ever since Xia proposed the conditions, Lin Xin had been standing just like that.

He stared at the black line hovering before him, saying nothing. Xia did not rush him either.

From the previous conversation, Lin Xin could clearly hear the huge amount of hidden information. Green Lake Mountain, this massive power, was so strong that even Xia before him seemed wary of it.

This was one point, and judging from Xia’s ability to grasp all of his experiences, he was definitely an existence on the same level of strength as the Underworld.

Considering this...

Lin Xin took a deep breath.

"So what is this? A way to show my loyalty to you?"

Xia laughed with a ’heh heh’.

"Of course not. This is just something to remove the remnants of evil qi in your body.

Your awakening of the Chanting Star Clan bloodline is equivalent to a first-class pureblood divine beast. Even without cultivating any other techniques, you can naturally have the power of a human immortal.

This purifying force is taboo, and naturally, evil qi will also be purified to the same extent, while any other form of restraint will not be able to control you. You can rest assured on this point."

"Then why do I need your arrangements? Can’t I just go to Green Lake Mountain by myself and join them directly to get nurtured?"

Lin Xin bluntly countered.

He could tell from Xia’s attitude that such inquiries would not anger the other party.

"Because your foundation is not clean," Xia suddenly said with a smile. "Green Lake Mountain only needs those from the Righteous Path, whereas you have slaughtered too much in the Underworld. Perhaps you could join the Heart Demon Path in another world as they are a better fit for your Demon Path style in the Underworld.

But here, once you infiltrate, you will be suppressed and eradicated without mercy."

Lin Xin’s heart grew cold, and he finally understood why Xia did not need to worry too much about controlling him.

Looking at the black line floating before him, Lin Xin fell silent for a moment. He knew he had no other choice and eventually reached out to gently grasp it.

"Then, I will comply with everything arranged by Lord Xia."

The black line twisted briefly and immediately burrowed into his palm.

Shortly after, the black line emerged again from his palm, the line emerging was now completely transformed into a black-red color with a hint of blood.

"The evil qi, the bloody qi, and demonic qi in your body have all been extracted by me. In the future, unless absolutely necessary, it is best not to utilize your Sacred Body."

Xia gave several warnings, then waved his hand.

Everything went dark in front of Lin Xin’s eyes, and when he opened them again, he was back in his own little cabin.

Outside, it was pitch-black, seemingly still nighttime.

The faint white light of the formation within the cabin flickered intermittently as Lin Xin took a deep breath, recalling the deal he had just made with Xia. He carefully checked his whole body and indeed found no abnormalities.

Although the other party had not implanted any means of control within him, it did not affect the deal.

He moved his body, trying to sit up.

But he suddenly felt something was wrong.

"I can’t move my body?!"

Lin Xin was startled and immediately began to observe his surroundings.

Sure enough, there was some black fog shaped like characters floating faintly around him.

This fog constantly emitted the same aura as Xia, controlling his body in some unknown way and with an unknown force.

Creak...

The door of the cabin was slowly opened.

Lin Yaoyang stood quietly outside the door. She had changed back into her original black and red short dress, with her full, long legs wrapped tightly in pure black stockings without a single gap.

A breeze passed by, lifting her hair and making it flutter continuously.

"Yue’er," she said.

Lin Yaoyang’s eyes were hazy, seemingly with a touch of faint melancholy, but even more so with a hidden desire.

"What are you doing here?!" Lin Xin wanted to speak, but found that he could not move at all.

He could only watch step by step as Lin Yaoyang entered the wooden cabin and then closed the door behind her.

"Tomorrow is the day of the sacrificial offering," Lin Yaoyang whispered, "After the sacrificial offering day, you’ll be leaving. Then only I will remain."

She walked up to Lin Xin’s bedside, seemingly completely oblivious to Lin Xin being awake, still with hazy eyes, and gently crouched down.

She reached out to gently stroke Lin Xin’s face.

"Rather than leaving me to those disgusting outsiders, it should only be the two of us. Only when the two of us join can we truly maintain the purity of the family bloodline."

Her hand was soft, slightly cool but with a smooth touch.

"Yue’er, do you know? Sister likes you the most... You’re so cute and seem so mature despite your young age. Sometimes when I see you, I always feel so amused and happy..."

Something was very wrong with her.

Lin Xin clearly saw the symbols in Lin Yaoyang’s pupils flickering like the black fog, signs of Xia’s doing.

"So, since you’re going to leave, take a part of me with you..."

Lin Yaoyang slowly stood up, lifted her leg, her skirt flipping open, revealing her black stocking-clad legs, and was about to straddle Lin Xin.

"Humph!"

A cold snort suddenly resonated through the air.

A shadow, wrapped in demonic qi, suddenly appeared behind Lin Yaoyang and struck her on the back of her neck.

Crack.

Lin Yaoyang’s eyes rolled back, and she slumped softly onto Lin Xin.

"Xia, my lord, don’t you find this boring?"

The black mist around Lin Xin also slowly dispersed.

He propped himself up and hugged Lin Yaoyang tightly, saying coldly.

At the critical moment, he had to use his Sacred Body to knock Lin Yaoyang unconscious.

He didn’t care about etiquette or external pressures. If Lin Yaoyang could truly withstand the test of time and still accept him after truly knowing his identity, then he would also accept her.

But not now.

Simply uniting for the sake of preserving the bloodline was not what he wished.

"What a dull man you are." Xia’s voice slowly seeped into his ears. "Procreation and the pursuit of supreme pleasure is the common toast of all life, is it not? Why do you insist on repressing it?"

"It’s not my wish," Lin Xin said blandly.

Besides, she had given Lin Yaoyang a Soul Pact, and he could extend her lifespan and free her from the Seal’s effect by transferring Attributes in the future.

"Alright, alright," Xia chuckled as her voice slowly faded away.

Only then did the black mist around them begin to dissipate slowly.

Lin Xin got out of bed, wrapped Lin Yaoyang in his arms, and covered her previously lifted skirt back over her legs without glancing at that tempting spot.

"You should have more time to think, more opportunities to choose, rather than being forced."

Lin Xin opened the door and walked out.

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After sending Lin Yaoyang back, as if nothing had happened between them, the Festival of the Gods quickly began.

Although Lin Xin stayed in his own small courtyard without going anywhere, ever since he last met Xia, he felt an increasing sense of purity in his body.

Apart from the Purifying Force, everything else was being repelled.

Whether it was Evil Qi or Demonic Qi, or even the Thunder Energy from practicing the Rushing Thunder Sword Technique, it began to be assimilated by the Purifying Force, acquiring a touch of purifying effect.

The Thunder Qi Cluster, originally formed from a mix of Yin Yang Thunder Energy and two other types of Thunder Energy, finally underwent a new transformation.

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Whoosh!

A white arc of electricity flashed by in an instant.

Lin Xin slowly retracted his hand and looked at the silent, charred stump in the distance, a satisfied expression on his face.

"The same thread of Thunder Energy, when controlled, has thrice the power of the original. Worthy of the Chanting Star Clan’s Purifying Force! It signifies that the lethality of the Rushing Thunder Sword has also increased by at least threefold."

He stretched out his hand, and several white arcs of electricity danced in his palm, flickering incessantly.

"Why not call it Purifying Thunder? It originated from the assimilation by the Purifying Force; this name suits it well."

Standing in the courtyard, his mind swiftly sank into the Thunder Qi Cluster inside his body, starting to mobilize a great amount of the Purifying Force. With his current level of the ten-winged pureblood Chanting Star Clan, facing a lower-level Thunder Qi Cluster composed of Yin Yang Thunder Energy, the assimilation was almost instantaneous with Lin Xin’s consent. All the Thunder Qi Clusters for the Rushing Thunder Sword Technique were directly assimilated.

The originally purple Thunder Qi Cluster began to slowly rotate.

In an instant, a white light, sharp as a sword, stabbed into the cluster, then silently exploded.

The white light lasted only a moment, completely assimilating the Thunder Qi Cluster.

A large amount of impurities were squeezed out of the Qi Cluster like crushed pulp by the Thunder Energy and Purifying Force and expelled.

Lin Xin spread out his hand, a clump of twisting black impurities condensed and surfaced in his palm, slowly hovering.

He casually threw the substance away.

The ball of black impurities immediately fell to the ground, exploding into countless fragments and vanishing from sight.

The Rushing Thunder Sword Technique, too, progressed leaps and bounds with the purification of the Thunder Qi Cluster.

The operational pathways of the sword technique for several layers behind were instantly breached by Lin Xin. Even if the set was only auxiliary, with the formation of Purifying Thunder, it started breaking through layers of bottlenecks continually.

With his physical prowess being sufficient, the might of the Thunder Energy substantial, and his understanding of sword techniques unquestionable, what else could hinder Lin Xin from breaking through his limits?

The Thunder Energy surged violently through his meridians. Soon Lin Xin broke through the hundredth layer of sword technique.

Then the hundred and first layer.

The hundred and second layer.

The hundred and third layer...

Before long, he reached the hundred and seventh layer, just one away from Great Perfection.

After breaking through this layer, the Rushing Thunder Sword Technique could be hailed as unprecedented and unrepeatable.

"It’s a pity that this is of little significance. The Rushing Thunder Sword relies completely on the power of Thunder Energy; although it also tempers the body, I have Attributes and don’t need it. The only benefit for me is the enhanced speed of attack."

Bang!

In a trance, a membrane was instantly shattered by the Purifying Thunder.

Lin Xin’s body shook violently.

Suddenly, his expression changed as he discerned an emerging change in his Attributes panel.

In the section linked to the Rushing Thunder Sword Technique, it was clear to see.

’Rushing Thunder Sword, 108 forms: in a state of Great Perfection. As the Realm is lower than the Red Flower Sword Path, fusion is possible. Would you like to integrate?’

Integrate?

This was the first time Lin Xin had seen such a change in his special ability Attributes.

He had never expected such a transformation upon bringing the Rushing Thunder Sword Technique to its highest level.

Although Attributes had always been extremely versatile, enhancing oneself, improving the Soulbonded, including magical objects, lifeforms, or even the might of Divine Skills,

such a special integration had never occurred before.