Inverse Sword Mad God
Chapter 296 - 296 295 Return to Sword Pond Prefecture

296: Chapter 295: Return to Sword Pond Prefecture 296: Chapter 295: Return to Sword Pond Prefecture Lin Xuan felt an immense pressure as the sharp Sword Qi struck his body, leaving terrifying Sword Marks on the Silver Thunder Pattern.

The Treasure Box continued to open, and when it reached two thirds open, the Sword Intent suddenly doubled in strength.

Whoosh!

It was as if real swords were evolving in the air; Lin Xuan’s Silver Thunder Body was torn apart, revealing horrifying cracks.

This Sword Intent was already extremely terrifying, and it must be known that Lin Xuan’s body was as durable as a Melt Spirit Realm Martial Artist’s, which is exceptionally tough!

Maintaining this intensity of Sword Intent, Lin Xuan began to comprehend.

He carefully mobilized the Great Dragon Sword Intent within his body to counteract the Sword Intent from the Treasure Box, continually perfecting his own Sword Intent.

The formless collision made the air tremble, and the ground was torn apart like fabric.

Countless wounds opened up on Lin Xuan’s body.

However, he felt the Great Dragon Sword Intent within him slowly improving.

A day later, a Dragon Roar resounded within Lin Xuan’s body, like a giant dragon’s roar.

He put away the Sword Intent Treasure Box, and with a flick of his finger towards the Void, the Sword Qi surged like an Azure Dragon moving, tearing the air apart.

“Fifty percent Sword Intent!” Lin Xuan’s heart surged with excitement.

His combat power had increased greatly compared to a few days ago.

Even without the Gale Chasing Lightning Sword, with his fifty percent Great Dragon Sword Intent, he was enough to threaten Soul Fusion Martial Artists.

Stowing away the Array, Lin Xuan quickly recovered.

A day later, he let out a long howl and set off once more, riding Little Gold.

Little Gold was extremely fast, nearly matching Lin Xuan’s full-out charging speed, and with the Demon Beast’s incredible stamina, within two months, Lin Xuan passed through Rain Country and arrived at Longzhou, Xia Country.

Longzhou was where Sword Pond Prefecture Lin Clan was located, a top-tier presence among Xia Country’s Seven States.

Each time Sword Pond Prefecture Lin Family, as one of Xia Country’s top powers, held a clan gathering, it would shake up all the forces in Xia Country, and many sects and families would send people to congratulate.

One reason was to get closer to the Pond Sword Prefecture, and another was to witness the foundation and elegance of a top power.

After all, whether a power could endure not only depended on the combat power of the older generation but also on fresh blood.

The stronger the younger generation, the longer the life force of the family would be.

A month in advance, people from various states had already started moving.

Now, Sword Pond Prefecture had welcomed countless Martial Artists, and a large number of heroes from the Jianghu were rushing over.

Meanwhile, in the forest at the edge of Longzhou, a handsome young boy sat on a strange golden frog, gazing toward the distant city.

“Lin Feng, Sword Pond Prefecture, I’ve finally returned!”

Father, mother, second uncle, grandfather…

Images of relatives flashed through his mind.

After two years, he could finally return.

Lin Xuan’s lips curled up slightly, and then he patted Little Gold, who transformed into a streak of Golden Light, speeding toward the vast city.

Sword Casting City, known for the Pond Sword Prefecture, was vast and arguably the largest city in Xia Country outside the Royal Capital.

The tall city walls were carved with numerous sharp swords, creating a formidable atmosphere that was daunting at first glance.

At this moment, Lin Xuan had already put Little Gold away.

He gazed at the majestic Sword Casting City, his heart filled with excitement.

With light steps, he entered through the city gate.

Inside the city, the streets were bustling with people.

The wide roads on both sides were lined with countless shops, and everywhere was filled with the sounds of vendors, brimming with vitality.

Having spent the last half-year battling in the wilderness, Lin Xuan found this lively market atmosphere especially endearing.

Walking down the street, everywhere he could hear Martial Artists discussing, mostly about things related to the Sword Pond Prefecture.

“Do you know?

Lin Feng is already number one on the Hidden Dragon List!”

“What’s that compared to this?

I heard he got an Earth-grade Martial Art, that’s legendary!”

“They say even some of the older generation can’t match up to him now!”

…

From the conversations of those around him, Lin Xuan learned that not only had Lin Feng not died, but he had become even more formidable.

This was almost as he had predicted; Lin Feng had evaded the assassination and returned alive.

He quickened his pace, heading straight for Sword Pond Prefecture.

At this time, Sword Pond Prefecture was exceptionally bustling, frequented by jianghu travelers and distinguished guests.

At the majestic entrance, a middle-aged man with the appearance of a steward was smiling and greeting the comers and goers with a hint of arrogance in his expression.

This middle-aged man, named Lin Tao, belonged to Lin Feng’s branch and was no stranger to mischief during Lin Xuan’s time at Sword Pond Prefecture.

The corners of Lin Xuan’s mouth lifted slightly as he approached.

“Stop!

Which sect’s disciple are you, and do you have an invitation?

What about gifts?” Lin Tao’s face darkened slightly, expressing his dissatisfaction.

Each martial artist who passed by would give him some benefits, such as Spirit Stones or Elixir Pills, but this youngster in front of him didn’t even glance at him and simply ignored him outright.

This was something Lin Tao couldn’t bear.

Some servants standing beside him coldly said, “This is Sword Pond Prefecture, not just anyone can enter!”

“Is that so?

Do I also need to pay a tribute to return home?” Lin Xuan turned around and replied with a faint smile.

Recognizing that handsome face, Lin Tao was stunned for a moment, then as if recalling something, his face drastically changed.

“Lin Xuan, you, you dare to come back!”

“Hmph!” Lin Xuan’s expression darkened upon hearing this, and a terrifying spiritual pressure enveloped Lin Tao.

Instantly, Lin Tao turned pale, his body tottering as if about to fall.

The surrounding martial artists were shocked; Lin Tao was a Spirit Sea Seventh Layer martial artist, a top-notch combatant, yet now he was being frightened to such an extent by a mere look.

It was unbelievable!

“Xuan, Young Master Xuan!” Lin Tao was terrified in his heart and did not dare to act rashly.

Lin Xuan remained composed and without even a glance at Lin Tao, he slowly walked into Sword Pond Prefecture.

If he couldn’t even handle a servant, he needn’t have returned!

The surrounding martial artists exclaimed in astonishment, staring dumbfounded at Lin Xuan’s retreating figure.

Lin Tao’s face darkened, he quickly turned to a nearby disciple and instructed, “Hurry and tell the Master that Lin Xuan has arrived.”

The disciple left quickly, while Lin Tao tried to calm his emotions, continuing to receive guests.

Once inside Sword Pond Prefecture, Lin Xuan walked familiarly towards the interior.

The interior was magnificent, with pavilions and kiosks among green mountains and water, everything one could ask for.

Disciples from various sects were gathered together, chatting and laughing.

Most of these disciples were from the younger generation, vibrant and confident, with an occasional flow of Spiritual Power around them.

These disciples had a Cultivation of at least the Spirit Sea Fourth Level and were considered elite among the young generation of Xia Country, although they paled in comparison to those from Heavenly Mountain Country.

Not to mention anything else, just at Star Peak Pavilion, Lin Xuan saw many Half-step Fusion Spirit Warriors, and at best, Xia Country’s top martial artists were also Half-step Fusion Spirit.

Of course, Xia Country had top talents too, such as Lin Xuan and Lin Feng.

Lin Xuan walked swiftly, spotting many acquaintances along the way.

Tong Lan and Tong Yu from the Tong Family, Leng Yidao and the Ice and Snow Fairy from Wenxue Sect, Weiwei and Liu Yang from Ten Thousand Treasure Tower and others.

Lin Xuan greeted them with a smile.

“Lin Xuan!”

These people were also overjoyed, quickly approaching.

Most of the crowd turned their eyes toward Lin Xuan, many having heard of his exploits.

Disciples from the Cang Family and Earth Fire Sect appeared displeased, their gaze almost murderous.

However, no one dared to initiate a confrontation, both out of fear of Lin Xuan’s strength and because this was Sword Pond Prefecture, where no one dared to be disrespectful.

Lin Xuan chatted amicably with the crowd, the atmosphere warm.

And at that moment, a group of disciples dressed in Lin Clan’s clothes approached with a menacing presence and a particularly somber expression.