Inverse Sword Mad God
Chapter 382 - 382 381 Storm of Challenge

382: Chapter 381: Storm of Challenge 382: Chapter 381: Storm of Challenge Entering Jiang Clan was like stepping into a beautifully manicured garden, everywhere one looked there were mountains, rocks, and waterfalls, stunning beyond measure.

However, no one was in the mood to enjoy the scenery, still seething from the incident at the entrance.

“Forget what just happened.

If you feel disgruntled, you can reclaim your honor at the clan assembly,” said Jiang Si Hai.

“Elder Si Hai is right.

Your only goal now is to shine at the grand assembly.

As for everything else, act as if you haven’t heard a thing.”

The crowd clenched their teeth, knowing their status was certainly no match for those of the clan disciples.

Their sole chance to vent would be at the clan assembly.

The clan assembly hosted by the Jiang Family of Green Water Lake attracted many branches, at least over a dozen.

The Jiang Family from Qingshan City was merely an ordinary one among them, their strength ranking in the lower middle range.

Thus, not only did the disciples of Green Water Lake look down on them, but disciples from some other branches also held them in disdain.

“Oh, isn’t this the lot from Qingshan City?” A mocking voice rang out.

Looking back, the crowd saw a group of people standing not far away.

Leading them was an elderly man, followed by more than a dozen young disciples, all bearing airs of arrogance.

“The Jiang Family branch from Cold Wind City,” frowned the Third Elder.

“I’ve been waiting here for you for a long time.

Why have you just arrived?

Don’t tell me you’re planning to play the turtle this year?” the old man sneered.

“Jiang Tianya, what do you mean by that!” Jiang Si Hai retorted coldly.

He dared not oppose the disciples from Green Water Lake, but he wouldn’t show any weakness to this branch from Cold Wind City.

“What do I mean?

Shall we wager again this year?” Jiang Tianya countered.

“A bet?” Lin Xuan looked puzzled.

“What’s there to fear?

I’m afraid it’s you who won’t dare to accept!” Jiang Si Hai said with a cold laugh.

“Alright, same old rules.

If we win, you let us use the Qingshi Cave for three days.”

“And if we lose, we’ll let you use the Wind Array of our Cold Wind City for three days.

How’s that?”

Jiang Jian and the others’ expressions shifted.

They were aware of the Qingshi Cave and Wind City; these were holy sites within the clan.

Even the Clan Leader could only use them three times a year, and they were off-limits to others.

After understanding the situation, Lin Xuan was taken aback as well.

That was quite a hefty bet!

“Jiang Tianya, you’re destined to lose this time!” the Third Elder gritted his teeth.

“You’re quite bold.

You’ve always talked big before, but when have you ever won?” Jiang Tianya scoffed.

Lin Xuan’s gaze shifted as he touched his nose, realizing that the situation of the Jiang Family from Qingshan City wasn’t looking good.

“This time, we will win!” Jiang Yiheng stepped forward and said with a grave voice.

Jiang Tianya sneered, “Late-stage Spirit Fusion Realm, are you that boy who used Elixir Pills to boost your realm?”

His voice was full of disdain, yet Lin Xuan could detect a strong hint of jealousy.

The Third Elder and others turned pale while Jiang Yiheng trembled.

They could not fathom how the people from Cold Wind City knew of this matter.

“A mere trifle.

You’re only good at using shameful methods.

I’ll show you what the real combat power of a Late Stage Martial Artist looks like!”

From the side of Cold Wind City, a young man with narrow eyes stepped forth.

The youth had a strong presence about him, a purple War Saber slung across his back, his eyes radiating endless sharpness.

“Hmph, I’ll fight you!” declared Jiang Jian, stepping forward as silver Sword Qi surged to the skies.

The Saber-bearing youth squinted his eyes, “Middle-stage Fusion Spirit Realm Martial Artist, out of my way!”

“Die!” Silver sword light gathered around Jiang Jian, ready to strike down.

“Enough!

Stop right there!” Jiang Si Hai shouted coldly, “If you want to fight, the arena is full of opportunities!”

“Kid, you better hope you don’t run into me, or you’re dead meat!” the young man with the saber on his back sneered coldly.

“You’re the one who’s going to die!” Jiang Jian stood his ground.

Beside him, Jiang Yiheng spoke up gravely, “I’ll show you my true strength!”

The hearts of the other disciples sank slightly, realizing they indeed had numerous enemies this time.

Not only were there members from the Jiang Clan of Green Water Lake, but also those from the branch in Cold Wind City.

“The Third Elder, so you were here!”

People from other branches greeted the Third Elder and others with great enthusiasm upon seeing them.

“Is it true that you have Elixir Pills that can enhance one’s Cultivation in the Spirit Merging Realm?” everyone’s hearts were set ablaze with eagerness.

“Yeah, what kind of Alchemist could refine such Elixir Pills?

Do introduce us.”

Jiang Si Hai and the Third Elder furrowed their brows slightly; the news had somehow leaked out, becoming widely known—a development beyond their expectations.

“How did you come to know of this?” the Third Elder asked.

“Knowing both your enemy and yourself ensures an undefeated stance,” those people said with a laugh.

“Eh, who is this young man, and why isn’t he wearing the attire of the Qingshan City branch?” Many people turned their attention to Lin Xuan.

At this clan gathering, different branches would don distinctive outfits.

For instance, disciples from Qingshan City would wear green robes, while those from Cold Wind City would be in blue.

Lin Xuan, however, was wearing black robes, conspicuously standing out.

“This is Young Hero Lin.

He is here with us on a separate matter,” explained the Third Elder.

“Hmph, how can outsiders be allowed into a clan gathering?

Third Elder, your actions are improper!” Jiang Tianya snorted coldly.

“What’s the big deal?

Every clan gathering has guests, why can’t I bring someone?” the Third Elder retorted.

“Guests invited to clan gatherings are people of esteemed status.

What status does this kid have to be mentioned in the same breath as them?” Several disciples from the Jiang Clan of Green Water Lake approached and spoke harshly.

Lin Xuan’s brows slightly furrowed; he hadn’t expected the conflict to revolve around him.

“Could this Lin Xuan have a connection with the Alchemist who refined those miraculous Elixir Pills?” someone pondered aloud.

Instantly, everyone’s eyes lit up with interest.

“Very likely.

Otherwise, why would the Third Elder and the others bring such a brat along?”

“Eh?

Such powerful Soul Power!” Several elders in the crowd looked towards Lin Xuan, their expressions filled with curiosity.

“Are you that Alchemist?”

Lin Xuan was surprised; he hadn’t released much Soul Power, something most people wouldn’t notice.

Yet, these few elders had sensed it.

It seemed that Green Water Lake truly hid dragons and crouching tigers.

Seeing that they could no longer keep it a secret, the Third Elder quickly explained, “Indeed, Young Master Lin is the Alchemist, and he is a distinguished guest of our Qingshan City.”

“An Alchemist?

Could it be that he’s the one who refined the Elixir Pills?”

“How could that be?

He’s so young; it must be his Master!”

“Young Hero Lin, I wonder if your Master could refine some for us?

Name any conditions you have!” A group of people became extremely enthusiastic.

“My friends, please don’t trouble Young Hero Lin anymore!” the Third Elder stepped in to alleviate the awkwardness.

“Third Elder, you are in the wrong here.

Good things should be shared with everyone!” someone said discontentedly.

“Hmph, kid, have your so-called Master come over and refine ten Elixir Pills for each disciple from our Green Water Lake!” a domineering voice rang out.

The crowd was stunned; ten pills per person, as if they were just cabbages!

However, when they saw who was speaking, they all fell silent.

A young man in a white robe appeared in the crowd, accompanied by several white-robed disciples.