Inverse Sword Mad God
Chapter 151 - 151 150 Making a Scene at the Doorstep

151: Chapter 150: Making a Scene at the Doorstep 151: Chapter 150: Making a Scene at the Doorstep “But where is the Big Dragon Sword Body?” Lin Xuan puzzled.

“Don’t worry, as long as you are willing, that’s enough.

We’ll go looking once your family matters are resolved,” the Lord of Wine said with a mysterious smile.

Lin Xuan calmed his heart, knowing that this matter couldn’t be rushed and had to be approached step by step.

“Rest assured, I will definitely find the Great Dragon Sword!” Lin Xuan’s voice was firm.

The Lord of Wine smiled in satisfaction, “Now, focus on enhancing your strength.”

“Your Soul Power is almost strong enough to learn Engraving.”

“Engraving?” Lin Xuan was delighted, having witnessed the power of engravings, whether it was the Spiritual Wine or the Bronze Bracelet, each had extraordinary effects.

“First, form the Soul Seal,” the Lord of Wine said.

“With the Great Dragon Sword Seal you possess, it should be easier to condense.”

“Set up your room; you mustn’t be disturbed while condensing the seal.”

Following the Lord of Wine’s instructions, Lin Xuan took out the Red Flame Greatsword and stuck it into the ground.

“Activate the second Rune.” the Lord of Wine instructed.

Lin Xuan located the second Rune, and his Soul Power slowly surged forth.

“The first Rune can produce Ten Times Gravity, what effect does the second one have?” he anticipated greatly.

Hum!

The Rune was activated, and a ring of light emerged, rapidly expanding in all directions.

Tiny ripples formed a sword-shaped pattern on the ground, invisible once it merged with the earth.

Lin Xuan felt an indescribable power protecting him, keeping him undisturbed.

Clear your mind and concentrate your Soul Power as I have instructed, the Lord of Wine said in a deep voice.

Lin Xuan closed his eyes and began to condense his first Soul Seal…

Outside, at the Tong Family.

Uncle Cheng informed the many elders within the clan about the Mo Ling Flower; upon hearing this, the elders were thrilled.

“With the Mo Ling Flower, coupled with the items we’ve prepared, Master Hong will take action, right?”

“As long as he acts, Chen’s injuries will definitely heal.”

“Let’s start making preparations!” the Tong Family Patriarch said solemnly.

As the elders discussed, the younger generation, including Tong Lan and Tong Yu, cheered.

“Brother Chen’s injuries will surely heal!” Tong Yu waved her little fist.

“Yes, if Brother Chen hadn’t been injured, he might already be within the top fifty of the Hidden Dragon List by now!” excitement flickered in Tong Lan’s eyes.

Tong Chen, the Tong Family’s foremost talent, twenty years old, ranked sixty-eighth on the Hidden Dragon List, could be said to have an infinite future.

But half a year ago, this genius of the Tong Family had been subjected to an assassination attempt.

Not only was he seriously injured and nearly lost his life, but he was also poisoned.

The poison was extremely domineering; the Tong elders could only stabilize the toxin, unable to completely eradicate it.

And the person capable of doing so was Master Hong within the city.

Master Hong was a First Grade Ming Alchemist.

The Elixir Pills he refined were exceptionally rare and sought-after at great expense.

Moreover, getting him to take action required very steep conditions.

Now, the Tong Family had finally gathered all the necessary items to request Master Hong’s aid.

Amidst the joy, unexpected guests arrived at the Tong Mansion.

“Hmph!

Tong Lan and that little Lin, roll out here at once!”

A huge roar spread nearly throughout the Tong Mansion, indicative of the visitor’s abundant Spiritual Power.

“Who is that?” Many of the Tong Family disciples changed their color and rushed outside.

The Tong Family was a local power in Guangning City, where no one would normally dare to make trouble.

This outburst was seen as a provocation against the Tong Family.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

Many figures dashed out, mostly the younger generation.

Tong Lan and Tong Yu also followed the crowd.

Bang!

A loud noise as a Tong disciple retreated pale-faced.

“What’s going on?” Tong Lan supported the retreating disciple.

“Brother Lan, you’re here!”

“The Cang Family is causing trouble!”

A group of Tong Family disciples chattered angrily.

It turned out that upon going outside, they discovered that the troublemakers were disciples of the Cang Family.

Both families were originally at odds with each other, so when they met, they immediately came to blows.

However, this time the Cang Family had sent their elite, who were no ordinary Disciples to contend with.

“Tong Lan, you finally showed up, where’s the kid?” The people from the Cang Family were extremely arrogant.

“Hand over Lin Xuan, and hand over the Mo Ling Flower, and we’ll let the matter rest, otherwise your Tong Family better brace for misfortune!”

“Cang Yuan, you alone hardly qualify!” Tong Lan’s voice was cold.

“Is that so?

What about with me!”

From among the Cang Family Disciples, a stern-looking young man stepped forward, his face carrying an amused look as he casually surveyed the people from the Tong Family.

“Cang Lei!

It’s actually you!” Tong Lan’s pupils shrank slightly, and there was a hint of gravity in his voice.

This Cang Lei was also among the top hundred Martial Artists in the Hidden Dragon List, and even ranked higher than Cang Qi, at seventy-fourth place, making him the second-youngest figure in the Cang Family.

From the younger generation’s perspective, Qing Province’s strength was far superior to Yunzhou’s.

For example, Zheng Jun and others in the vanguard of Yunzhou were completely unimpressive here, after all Zheng Jun’s ranking was just over ninety, far from the likes of Cang Lei and Tong Lan.

“Tong Lan, hand over the person, you’re no match for me!” Cang Lei said with a playful face.

“Our Brother Lin is our life-saving benefactor, if you want someone, you’ll have to get past me first!” Tong Lan drew his Longsword, and his aura became sharp.

“Ha-ha!

Sword Force?

Useless against me!”

Cang Lei was incredibly dominant.

With a stomp of his foot, the ground shattered, and his aura erupted like a volcano, with blue lightning coiling around his body.

“In terms of Cultivation, you’re not my match; in terms of aura, my Thunder Fist’s force far surpasses your Sword Force, what do you have to compete with me!”

“Less talk, more action!” Tong Lan’s expression darkened, and his Longsword thrust forward.

The Sword Qi surged like a rainbow, slashing toward Cang Lei.

“Thunderstorm Dominator Fist!” Cang Lei bellowed.

The blue lightning on his body pulsed, surging onto his fist.

The punch blasted out like a sudden thunderclap, with electric light sparkling, rushing in all directions.

Crack!

Crack!

The tens-of-feet-long Sword Qi was shattered with a single punch, creating a stunning scene that was alarming.

“Flowing Water Traceless!”

Tong Lan, undeterred by the missed strike, swirled his Longsword, suddenly changing his Swordsmanship.

Sword Shadows were continuous, covering the sky like a mighty river surging endlessly.

Break!

Cang Lei sneered and launched a punch.

The flickering sword light formed a screen in the air, like three thousand waterfalls hanging inversely, holding off the Thunder and Lightning Fist.

“Thunderclap Explosion!”

Above the fist, the blue lightning erupted violently, crashing onto the sword screen and raising thousands of layers of waves.

Boom!

An aura of terror spilled out, spreading rapidly like ripples in the water.

The crowd staggered backward, with some weaker Disciples turning pale and feeling tightness in their chests.

Whoosh!

Tong Lan landed, retreating more than a dozen steps before steadying himself.

Opposite him, Cang Lei stood proud and disdainful.

“Tong Lan, I’ve already given you enough face.

If you don’t hand over the person, don’t blame me for being rude!”

The Cang Family Disciples shouted triumphantly while the Tong side remained silent.

Tong Lan had lost, and it pained their hearts.

In the distance, a group of elders looked out from the mansion, sighing incessantly.

“Alas, Tong Lan is still slightly lacking!”

“If only Tong Chen were here, the Cang Family wouldn’t dare to be so presumptuous!”

“Hmph!

Tong Chen’s injury is definitely connected to the Cang Family; once his injuries heal, we’ll settle the score with them!” an elder snorted coldly.

“What’s this about someone with the surname Lin they’re mentioning?” the Tong Family Clan Leader asked in a deep voice.

“It’s someone Tong Lan and others encountered in the forest; he apparently saved them,” Uncle Cheng spoke respectfully.

“Oh?” The elders were puzzled; they were unaware of the danger Tong Lan and the others had encountered.