Eternal Swordmaster
Chapter 589 - 584 Breakthrough 10

Chapter 589: Chapter 584 Breakthrough 10

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He hesitated for a moment, standing still as he carefully thought through and analyzed the situation.

A moment later, Lin Xin finally calmed his mind.

"Fuse."

He answered silently towards the skill column in his mind.

"Do you want to fuse other low-level sword techniques?" Another line of text immediately appeared.

"Yes."

No sooner had he responded than he saw the Red Flower Sword Path and Rushing Thunder Sword Technique vanish from the skill column.

Gone with them were a large number of other techniques that he previously mastered, like the Pine Forest Swordsmanship and Peacock Swordsmanship—typical low-level skills.

Over the years, he had mastered a countless number of sword techniques - if not a hundred, then dozens.

Now, at this moment, all these sword techniques vanished at once.

In their place was a small, black character that seemed twisted and complex, as if cobbled together from sword marks.

Upon focusing on this character, a stream of information flooded into Lin Xin’s mind.

’Extremely Speed Sword Talisman: Permanently increases the sword speed of any one sword technique by one realm through forceful cultivation. Ignores one’s cultivation level.’

Forceful? Ignores cultivation level?!

Lin Xin had just been feeling regret, but now he couldn’t help but draw a sharp breath.

While it seemed like he had used up a large number of sword techniques and cultivation levels to attain this seemingly modest sword talisman, Lin Xin knew that the most formidable aspect of the Extremely Speed Sword Talisman lay in its ability to ignore one’s cultivation level.

Using it at a low level was undoubtedly the least cost-effective, but what about at a high level?

The higher the level, the broader and more formidable the aspects involved, and the harder it became to improve.

Mere physical enhancement, once reaching a certain level, will eventually fail to keep up with the advancement of one’s cultivation realm.

After all, space has its limits of endurance. And later on, the attributes required to enhance one’s physical traits become even more substantial.

Now, having gathered for so long, an average of eight thousand points was equivalent to the Human Immortal level. But what about higher realms like Earth Immortal, Heavenly Immortal?

Without tens or hundreds of thousands, even hundreds of thousands of attribute points, how could one enhance their level?

Moreover, cultivation isn’t just about brute force. Without sufficient realm, it’s impossible to touch upon higher forces and, consequently, higher planes of existence.

Attribute points can only provide accumulation, they cannot direct one’s focus. Later on, can they truly lead one to a higher plane all on their own?

That’s an unknown.

And Lin Xin was not content to simply follow the attribute system.

He wanted to understand, to grasp why he acquired this unique power and the principles hidden within it, so he needed more knowledge.

"Truly impressive..." Lin Xin took a deep breath. The Rushing Thunder Sword Technique was still there, and he could use other sword techniques at will. However, they were all fused into one entity—this sword talisman.

As long as he didn’t utilize the Extremely Speed Sword Talisman, it would maintain the cultivation levels of all other sword techniques, like the ability to freely use the Rushing Thunder Sword up to the 108th Layer.

This gave him a great channel to completely integrate his cultivation levels.

Other sword moves, like the Qilin, San Yin Luo, Thunder Emperor, and others, could still be freely used. Yet they all underwent subtle changes under the influence of the Purifying Force.

Lin Xin sensed each one and distinctly felt that all his major moves had undergone some qualitative change.

They all seemed to have increased in speed and their power had grown.

"Right now, I’m only at the Human Immortal Realm, which is fine. But what if I reach the Earth Immortal or Heavenly Immortal levels later? If I use this Extremely Speed Sword Talisman to forcibly increase an already incredibly powerful sword technique’s speed by one realm, that power..."

He could almost imagine the terrifying extent of it.

"Young Master! Young Master!"

Suddenly, Lin Youke’s shouting voice came from outside the yard.

With a thought, the rune array in the yard immediately activated, allowing Lin Youke to enter.

Previously, Lin Yaoyang had managed to enter silently, relying on Xia’s manipulation. Without the help of the Evil God, even a Yuan Jing Cultivator would not be able to enter Lin Xin’s room soundlessly.

"Has the ritual ceremony started?" Lin Xin asked indifferently.

"Yes." Lin Youke had changed into a white outfit, her long hair tied into a high ponytail, with the thighs subtly visible beneath the hem of her skirt-like attire. From the side, one could clearly see most of her thigh skin.

Her features were exquisite, and her skin silky - she was indeed one of the rare beauties of the family.

"Sir... have you really decided to leave?"

A trace of melancholy crossed her face.

"Yes, I made that decision a long time ago. Once I’ve settled down outside, I’ll come back for you. Don’t worry."

Confident because of Xia’s assurances, Lin Xin felt very confident.

Moreover, having awakened the Purifying Force and removed the Evil Qi, joining any major Sect as a Pureblood would be an easy task.

But of course, he intended to join Green Lake Mountain, the strongest Sect in this world.

"I understand..." Lin Youke’s heart settled slightly, knowing there was a Soul Pact linking her with her master. He would never abandon them.

"Let’s go; the ritual ceremony is about to start."

Lin Xin stepped out of the courtyard with large strides, where a special white carriage awaited him.

The horses were white Dragon Horses, purportedly with Earth Dragon lineage.

Although it was so claimed, whether these horses genuinely had Earth Dragon blood was debatable.

Nevertheless, they were indeed known for their remarkable stamina and incredible speed, as well as their fierce temper. If they sensed their rider was not powerful, they would grow restless and refuse to move, preferring death over compliance.

The horses shook their heads and carried Lin Xin swiftly towards the ritual.

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The carriage left the grove, passed through layers of guards by the barrier, and quickly arrived at a temple exuding an ancient ambiance.

Pristine white banners fluttered incessantly in the wind, planted along both sides of the road.

Lin Xin was walking along a path that didn’t see much traffic, yet he still saw a dense mass of people continuously rushing to the location.

Horse carriages, ox carts, and even some pulled by exotic beasts, had stopped in a large area at the foot of the mountain.

When Lin Xin arrived, Lin Yaoyang was in his element amid the crowd, handling the arrival of various Family Heads with ease.

Six of the top ten families from the Decimation Assembly had sent representatives.

More than a dozen Family Heads from medium and small sized families had arrived, and even those who hadn’t come had sent delegates.

Lin Yaoyang had only quickly exchanged a few words with Lin Xin before he was pulled away to greet yet another arriving Family Head.

The steward, Duan Bo, sat inside taking a rest with Yuan Wanqing.

Lin Xin, uninterested in greeting others along the way, wore a slight chill on his face.

Consequently, even those who approached him, hoping to curry favor, halted in their steps.

He led Lin Youke and the other two directly to the back arena, intending to meet his mother, Yuan Wanqing, who was waiting there.

Bang!

Suddenly, fireworks exploded in the sky, forming a giant butterfly in purple and black hues. It was clearly visible even in the early morning light.

Lin Xin paused in his steps and looked up at the sky.

Then, he lowered his head again and strode into the side of the temple, coming upon two people who were quietly conversing and had just noticed him.

They both looked up at him.

"Who is that...!?" Their words cut short, the two silenced themselves immediately.

"It turns out to be Young Master Sherie, our apologies."

The two hurriedly stepped aside and stood to one side, their faces tense.

Lin Xin did not glance at them, passing straight through the middle.

Behind the temple, there was an area specially cleared out.

Yuan Wanqing was there, chatting in low tones with several elders, accompanied by Duan Bo.

"Mother."

Lin Xin stepped forward to greet her.

Yuan Wanqing’s complexion was ruddy, significantly better than before. Clearly, with the removal of the death qi, her condition had returned to normal.

"Ah, Yue’er, I was about to send someone to call for you, but then I heard you were still in seclusion. Come, come, this is a good opportunity to meet these pillars of the family – the elders."

Yuan Wanqing smiled gently, pulling Lin Xin over to introduce him to the elders present.

The elders, with snow-white hair and beards, were obviously of advanced age. Most of them had their own children and nephews who were participants in this generation’s Secret Blood competition. Some were from the main family, others from branch families.

As trusted lieutenants under Lin Yaoyang, they were all mutually complimentary and got along harmoniously.

Lin Xin responded perfunctorily with a stern face, answering only when spoken to. Soon enough, the elders found it dull and stopped trying to engage him in conversation.

He then quietly backed away and walked to a corner.

Yet even as he moved to the corner,

The hidden gazes of the crowd still occasionally glanced his way.

More people were seeking out Lin Youke and the other two, attempting to make some connections.

"Young Master Sherie’s fame is widespread; even we old folks cooped up at home have heard of your deeds. Madam, you have truly raised a remarkable son!" an elder remarked somewhat emotionally.

"You flatter me too much. Yue’er is still just a youngster, in the future, we will rely greatly on the support of you all," Yuan Wanqing said, her voice tinged with a hint of pride.

"But I wonder, to what realm has Young Master Sherie’s Rushing Thunder Sword Technique advanced?" another person inquired.

Although it was somewhat impolite to directly ask about someone’s cultivation, this was a key secret that everyone was eager to know.

The elder ultimately could not resist asking.

"Even I am not quite sure about that. Yue’er has always handled that aspect by himself since he was young. We have no one to instruct him, nor the ability to do so," Yuan Wanqing said, shaking her head helplessly.

"Yes, such talent..." a group of them sighed.

If he hadn’t been born into the Qiushi Sealing Clan, perhaps he would have been a rising star in any other family.

"What a pity..."

The elders all shook their heads slightly.

It was common knowledge that members of a Sealing Clan possessed Evil Qi and could not practice other Decrees.

That’s why the Lin Family could only turn to supplementing their power with the Rushing Thunder Sword Technique, to avoid the difficulty of mastering a main Decree.

Woo...

Soon, the ceremony entered its official phase.

The sound of the horn rang out, and people began to file into the temple hall.

Lin Xin followed his mother, head lowered, deep in thought, his aura steady.

Just as he entered the temple hall, he saw Lin Yaoyang standing in the most prominent position.

She wore the same bright red ritual robe as before, with long, slender legs as white as jade revealed beneath the robe, her hair draped over her shoulders, and her eyes faintly rimmed with a touch of blue. Her demeanor exuded an inexplicable authority and dominance.

Around Lin Yaoyang was an array of Family Heads seated in a fan-shape formation.

The interior of the temple hall was spacious, with walls over ten meters high and a floor space that was at least twenty meters in length and width—a considerably spacious hall.

However, due to the multitude of people entering, it also felt crowded.

The raucous noise, like a rising heatwave, was disorienting and buzzing.

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