Inverse Sword Mad God
Chapter 164 - 164 163 Three Flowers Gathering Spirit

164: Chapter 163: Three Flowers Gathering Spirit 164: Chapter 163: Three Flowers Gathering Spirit “Are you the Engraver that Elder Qiu and Elder Bai found?” the youth stared at Lin Xuan, “You don’t seem all that impressive, do you?”

Lin Xuan sighed and did not pay any attention to him; instead, he greeted the two elders standing behind the youth.

“Greetings to the two seniors.” Lin Xuan said with a smile.

“You’ve arrived quite early, young friend Lin.” The White Robed Elder replied with a smile.

“You…

you…” The green complexion of the youth beside him turned to the color of iron.

He had wanted to intimidate Lin Xuan but did not expect Lin Xuan to ignore him completely.

“I will show you that not just anyone can enter the Ten Thousand Treasure Tower!” the youth roared inwardly.

Lin Xuan sneered inside.

He did not want to argue with these people; what he most wanted now was to quickly reach the Wenxue Sect.

“We should not delay any further, let’s set out!” declared the red-robed elder.

The group exited the Ten Thousand Treasure Tower, and Lin Xuan looked ahead at the two war chariots with some surprise.

Primitive patterns adorned the chariots, forged from azure gold and as large as a house.

The Demon Beasts pulling the chariots were extraordinary; they were actually four Blood Flood Horses.

This was a formidable fourth-stage Demon Beast, with a horse’s body and a flood dragon’s tail, its entire body blood-red as if it could drip blood.

The Qi-Blood on its body was so vigorous it could match a Martial Artist of the Spirit Sea Fourth Level.

“The Ten Thousand Treasure Tower really doesn’t hold back!” Lin Xuan praised internally.

Such things were not something an average organization could produce.

And this was only the Ten Thousand Treasure Tower in Zhen Ancient City; Lin Xuan dared not imagine how powerful the headquarters of the Ten Thousand Treasure Tower could be.

Six people, two horse-drawn chariots.

Elder Red Robe and Elder White Robe boarded the first chariot with a middle-aged person, while Lin Xuan and two disciples from the Ten Thousand Treasure Tower entered the other chariot.

Boom!

A moment later, a rumbling sound ensued.

With a loud neigh, the Blood Flood Horses shot forward, their speed astonishingly fast, breathtaking to onlookers.

Lin Xuan estimated that at this speed, they would reach their destination in about ten days, which was more than twice as fast as if he had traveled alone.

“My name is Weiwei, and this is Brother Liu Yang.”

Inside the chariot, the beautiful young woman said.

The space inside was vast, and the three of them each took a corner.

Seeing the beauty initiating the conversation, Lin Xuan also greeted with a fist and a smile: “I am Lin Xuan.

It’s a pleasure to meet you both.”

“Hmph!” The youth snorted coldly.

Lin Xuan’s face darkened slightly.

He didn’t know this person called Liu Yang, but the latter seemed always keen to give him trouble, unmeritedly so.

Lin Xuan ignored him and closed his eyes to start evolving the Great Dragon Sword Seal.

In these past days, as Lin Xuan continued to ponder, he finally understood why the Great Dragon Sword was deemed an Attack Saint Technique.

Fusing everything, evolving everything, with one sword in hand, all laws could be broken.

Lin Xuan could now use his longsword to launch Absolute Skills like the Mountain Suppressing Hand and Mad Lion Roar, and the power was even stronger than the original versions.

Coupled with the power of Sword Intent, his attack power soared dramatically.

Seeing Lin Xuan close his eyes, the youth, Liu Yang glared fiercely.

He was a disciple of the Ten Thousand Treasure Tower, and moreover, a First Grade Ming Alchemist, a strong contender for the Engraving Tower competition.

Just a few days ago, he heard a youngster had suddenly joined the Ten Thousand Treasure Tower and was even going to participate in the Engraving Tower contest.

This threatened his standing.

The number of participants for the Engraving Tower was limited; they would eventually have a preliminary selection, and only the winners could advance.

But this youngster was allowed to participate directly, which fanned the flames of his anger!

“I really want to see just what kind of ability you have!” Liu Yang clenched his fist.

But Lin Xuan never gave him a chance.

After boarding the chariot, Lin Xuan began meditating and pondering his cultivation technique, not giving any mind to the other two.

Liu Yang hated Lin Xuan so much that his teeth itched with the urge to act, but there was nothing he could do.

He surely couldn’t just interrupt Lin Xuan, for fear that even the elders wouldn’t let him off the hook.

The carriage sped forward swiftly, as if flying.

The next day, Lin Xuan opened his eyes.

He had encountered a bottleneck, one that couldn’t be solved by mere contemplation.

Setting aside the contemplation of the Great Dragon Sword Seal, he took out a cup of Spiritual Wine, threw his head back to drink it down, and then began cultivating the Longevity Technique.

A wisp of the fragrance of the wine diffused, wafting within the carriage.

Weiwei and Liu Yang, both Ming Alchemists, changed their expressions with shock after detecting the fragrance of the wine.

“What an intense Spiritual Energy, this Spiritual Wine must be of a high grade!” Weiwei blinked her large eyes, looking curiously at Lin Xuan.

Beside her, the look in Liu Yang’s eyes grew even darker.

“Why does this kid have such Spiritual Wine!” He couldn’t figure it out, feeling somewhat mad inside.

Two hours later, Lin Xuan opened his eyes again.

With plentiful Spiritual Power inside him, he would soon be able to break through to the Spirit Sea Third Level, at which point, even if he were to encounter the Sword Pattern Youth, he would have absolute confidence in defeating him!

“Brother Lin, your Spiritual Wine must be of a high grade, isn’t it?

You didn’t refine it yourself, did you?” Weiwei asked with a smile.

“How could I?

It was refined by my master,” Lin Xuan shook his head.

“Since we have some free time, why not we verify our learning together!” Liu Yang saw an opportunity and hurriedly suggested.

“Sure, I’ve had some questions recently that I’ve been curious about,” Weiwei seriously said.

“And you, Brother Lin?” Liu Yang asked.

Because Lin Xuan was the youngest, both of them called him Disciple Lin.

Lin Xuan replied with a faint smile, “Okay.”

Liu Yang was overjoyed inside, confident that as long as Lin Xuan dared to agree, he could humiliate him!

In his view, what could a young kid like Lin Xuan possibly know.

Lin Xuan sneered inwardly.

He was well aware of Liu Yang’s intentions, but he had no fear, having practiced for so long, he was actually keen on this opportunity for validation.

Then the three of them began their discussion, starting with medicinal herbs, their principles, to efficacy and techniques, covering every topic.

Lin Xuan, who had studied Engraving knowledge under the Lord of Wine, found none of these subjects challenging.

On the contrary, he often brought up unique ideas that broadened the horizons of both his companions.

Weiwei’s face was flushed with excitement as her longstanding questions were all resolved.

Liu Yang, however, had a sullen expression.

Not only had he not troubled Lin Xuan, but there were also some questions he couldn’t even answer himself.

His lips twitched slightly, and he was seething inside.

“Humph!

All that sounds well and good orally, but who doesn’t know theory!

The key to being a Ming Alchemist is the refinement.

Dare you to compare?” Liu Yang was enraged, determined to make Lin Xuan look foolish!

He speculated that Lin Xuan must have had a good master to have learned such knowledge.

But Liu Yang did not admit defeat.

He had the advantage of age and believed that in terms of refinement techniques and proficiency, Lin Xuan surely couldn’t match him.

“That’s fine,” Lin Xuan remained calm and unhurried.

“Keep pretending, go on, pretend as much as you want.

Soon you’ll be crying!” Liu Yang sneered to himself.

He flicked his fingers, tracing an arc through the air, and a shiny Engraving appeared in the midst.

The whole process was smooth as flowing water, not a single pause to be seen.

“Nice technique!” Lin Xuan smiled, it appeared that Liu Yang did have some skill and was not just strong in argument.

Lin Xuan made his move, his fingers dancing in the air.

Three swirling Runes appeared in the air, forming the character ‘品’, looking like three blooming lotus petals.

“Three Flowers Gathering Spirit!” Weiwei exclaimed softly.

Liu Yang, on the other hand, was full of astonishment, his lips trembling, unable to utter a word.

The three lotus-shaped Engravings spun in the air, creating a vortex of Spiritual Power.

Ahead in the carriage, the red-robed old man sensed the fluctuations of Spiritual Power from behind and suddenly opened his eyes.