Inverse Sword Mad God
Chapter 82 - 82 81 Golden Thunder Palm

82: Chapter 81 Golden Thunder Palm 82: Chapter 81 Golden Thunder Palm The Sword Intent Seed seemed to have become a tremendous vortex, drawing in all the golden lightning within his body.

This process was exceedingly slow, and every strand of golden lightning that detached from his Spiritual Power brought Lin Xuan immense pain.

The entire process lasted for around two hours, and Lin Xuan was tormented for the same duration.

However, the effects of the pain were clearly beneficial, as the Spiritual Power in his body had now recovered to a cyan color, and the Sword Intent Seed had grown a size larger than before.

“Hmm?

Absorbing lightning can strengthen the Sword Intent Seed?” Lin Xuan made a new discovery but quickly came to terms with it; after all, the golden Sword Intent Seed should properly be considered Thunder Sword Intent, which is why it reacted in such a manner.

Having finished all his tasks, Lin Xuan then dashed toward the direction of the Xuantian Sect.

Two days later, he finally saw the majestic gates of the sect.

“Who goes there?” shouted a gatekeeper disciple in a loud voice.

Lin Xuan’s figure flashed, arriving up close, and saw the two disciples who looked as if they were facing a great enemy.

He gave a slight smile and pulled out a token from his bosom.

“An Inner Sect Disciple!” The gatekeeper disciple was shocked, quickly bowing in salutation and respectfully saying, “Greetings, brother!”

Lin Xuan strode through the gate, his heart filled with emotion.

Three months ago, he was still struggling at the lowest levels with these disciples, and now, he had entered the Inner Sect and become their senior.

Feeling reflective, Lin Xuan headed toward the Inner Sect.

In front of a serene courtyard within the Inner Sect, a young girl paced back and forth anxiously, muttering to herself in a soft voice.

“This Brother Lin has been missing for three days.

Even Senior Luo has no idea, if he doesn’t return today, I’ll have to report to Instructor Murong!”

Naturally, this young girl was Ye Qing.

She had returned three days ago but had yet to see any sign of Lin Xuan.

In the meantime, she had also inquired through special means with Senior Luo, only to learn that Lin Xuan had not returned to the Fighting Arena at all.

This made Ye Qing extremely anxious; she even began to suspect that something untoward had happened to Lin Xuan.

Stomping her foot, Ye Qing turned around angrily, preparing to leave.

Yet, the next moment, she shouted in surprise, “Brother Lin, you’ve finally returned!”

Lin Xuan was momentarily stunned; he hadn’t expected to see Ye Qing right at his doorstep, but he quickly realized she must be concerned about his safety.

With this thought, a sense of warmth spread through his heart.

“Senior Sister Ye, why are you here?

Are you looking for me?” Lin Xuan pretended to be clueless.

“You still ask!” Ye Qing said indignantly, “You’ve been gone for three days; I thought you were carried off by a Demon Beast!”

Lin Xuan broke out in a cold sweat, only able to stiffly explain, “I got lost.”

Ye Qing did not believe him for a second, but seeing Lin Xuan with a look of a natural-born pathfinder, she could only gnash her teeth in frustration, almost wanting to bite him in vexation.

“By the way, Instructor Murong will be teaching some Martial Arts knowledge tomorrow; make sure you’re not late,” said Ye Qing before she left.

“A class?” Lin Xuan felt some anticipation; he had initially intended to seek out Instructor Murong, and now it became even more convenient.

Back in his room, Lin Xuan got a good night’s sleep.

Although he was still physically in good shape, the continuous travel, coupled with a life-and-death battle, had left his spirit and mind utterly exhausted, in need of a proper rest.

If strung too tightly, a bow will eventually snap, but with the right tension and relaxation, it attains its proper way.

Lin Xuan woke up in the middle of the night with those thoughts.

He stretched lazily and then took out a ring, the very one he had acquired from the black-clothed martial artist.

With a thought, Lin Xuan’s perception probed into it.

The space inside was not very large, and there weren’t many items, indicating that the black-clothed martial artist wasn’t very wealthy, after all his status was just that of a servant.

A few bottles of healing elixir pills, a couple of ordinary blades, and some martial arts secret manuals.

Lin Xuan flipped through them, one was a cultivation technique which he dismissed with no interest, tossing it aside.

Another was a palm technique; recalling that the black-clothed martial artist had been proficient in that, Lin Xuan took a closer look.

This was a martial art called the Bright Fire Palm, a low-level Xuan Rank technique.

Once mastered, it could turn the entire palm red-hot like flame, its power immense, melting common metal upon contact.

Although Lin Xuan did not possess the fire attribute, he had the thunder attribute.

He could reference the characteristics of this palm technique to condense a thunder palm.

He urgently needed new martial arts moves, and practicing other martial arts would also benefit his swordsmanship.

For instance, fist and palm techniques could lead to a better overall understanding by analogy.

Furthermore, swords can be considered merely extensions of the arms.

According to the manual, one must repeatedly temper the palms with high heat to make them withstand the intense heat of flames.

Once the palms are unafraid of the fire’s heat, the moves can be practiced.

The technique consisted of three stages.

The first stage was achieving the Bright Fire Palm, meaning the palms became fiery red and the palm wind carried a scorching temperature.

The second stage was the Sky-Filling Palm Shadows, wherein one could instantly produce dozens of palm shadows that remained condensed and carried an intense burning effect.

The third stage, also known as Great Success, was named Transforming Palm into Fire, where the palm became flame, and the flame became palm.

Once mastered, common blades would melt upon contact.

After reading, Lin Xuan had a rough understanding and compared himself to the black-clothed martial artist, realizing the latter had not mastered the third stage.

Just switch the flames for thunder.

Lin Xuan pondered; he wasn’t absolutely certain, but he felt that in the path of martial arts, techniques and applications should be the same, differing only in attributes.

Thinking this, he decided to give it a try.

He connected with the Thunder Sword Intent Seed, and a wisp of golden electricity appeared in his palm.

More thunder surged out, enveloping his palm in a golden glow.

This thunder is originally a part of me; I’ve already met the first condition.

I just need to practice the moves now.

He memorized all the techniques and then went to the school yard, attempting to cultivate them.

Golden arcs flickered above his palms, each strike imbued with the force of thunder, its sound and fury intimidating.

Lin Xuan performed the palm technique completely and found he had already mastered the first stage.

Others would find it difficult to grasp this quickly because they only harness attribute spiritual power, not actual flame.

But Lin Xuan’s thunder was directly absorbed from the outside world, truly genuine.

This directly led to his abnormal speed in cultivating attribute martial arts, especially thunder attribute martial arts.

“Sky-Filling Palm Shadows!” Lin Xuan unleashed a series of strikes, creating a curtain of golden palm shadows in front of him, like a bright golden light screen, dazzling to behold.

The third stage, Transforming Palm into Thunder, required several days of contemplation for him.

“From now on, let’s call it the Golden Thunder Palm.” Lin Xuan named the technique and continued to practice, strengthening it while also training it in conjunction with the Illusion Thunder Step, melding them together unceasingly.

Unknowingly, the East gradually turned white as the sun burst forth from the horizon.

Lin Xuan halted his movements to face the sunrise and began cultivating the Longevity Technique.

The rising sun surrounded by a faint purple energy is highly beneficial to a martial artist’s cultivation, which is why many chose to face the East and cycle their cultivation methods at this time.

When the sun climbed higher, Lin Xuan ceased the cultivation of the Longevity Technique.

After a simple breakfast, he made his way to Instructor Murong’s palace.

Today would be his first time attending this kind of instructional course, and he was filled with curiosity about what would be taught.