Told You I Can Turn Back Time
Chapter 248 - 186: Peerless Skills

Chapter 248: Chapter 186: Peerless Skills

Upon hearing the words spoken by the Great Bright Buddha, the audience was initially startled, then their eyes revealed a longing desire.

Whether it was the reputation of being a Six-Year-Old Sword Saint or that coveted cultivation technique that claimed to cultivate both martial arts and Dao, now with the voice of the Great Bright Buddha, they seemed to exert a powerful attraction on everyone present.

Under the eager gazes of the audience, the starlight-formed characters gradually merged together, and turned into a burst of Sword Qi that exploded outwards.

The next moment, as if the material world had been cut by the Sword Qi, a chest fell from a black crack that had opened up.

At the same time, a light chuckle emanated from the chest.

"What is fate?"

"Whoever can open this chest within ten breaths will be taught this cultivation technique."

"If after ten breaths no one has opened the chest... then the secret manual inside will be destroyed."

Hearing the voice coming from inside the chest, everyone on the scene was startled.

Immediately, a bearded believer shouted out loud, grabbed the chest, and stared intently at the lock on it.

The lock had three digits, and as the burly man began to turn it, the numbers spun back and forth between zero to nine.

"This..." Hesitating, the big man randomly spun the combination lock with the three digits, then tried to forcefully open the chest.

With just a click, the chest unexpectedly opened.

As soon as the burly man began to show a trace of joy at this sight, a black light shot out from the chest and pierced through his forehead in an instant.

Watching that sudden appearance and disappearance of the black Sword Qi, a chill ran down the backs of everyone present.

In that moment when the Sword Qi appeared, nearly all present felt as if their lives were no longer in their own control, as though all their weapons had become useless scrap, and their cultivation seemed worthless at that instant.

The Second Elder of the Zhou Tian Sect slightly narrowed his eyes and thought to himself, "Is this a Sword Qi left by the Sword Saint? To be able to maintain Sword Qi inside this chest for so long? His skills in the Sword Dao are truly incomprehensible."

At the same time, the laughter from the chest came through again, "Wrong, wrong."

The big man who had been penetrated by the black light collapsed to the ground limply, completely devoid of life.

The chest closed once again, dropping to the ground.

A jeering laugh emerged, "Who else will try? There are still seven breaths..."

But no one moved on the spot, everyone sensed the lethality of the Sword Qi inside the chest, and no one dared to rush forward to their death.

At this moment of general hesitation, Lin Xing stepped forward and picked up the chest.

As Lin Xing fiddled with the lock, the crowd looked at him as if seeing a dead man.

In particular, the Evil-cutting Sect Master who was relatively close to the chest, narrowed his eyes, and seeing Lin Xing’s fearless demeanor, thought to himself, "Does this kid not fear death?"

But as he watched the other person randomly turning three zeroes, he couldn’t help furrowing his brow, thinking, "Is this kid an idiot? Even though any combination of numbers could be possible, who would use such a simple password on such a secret treasure?"

And at the same moment that Lin Xing opened the chest, a black Sword Qi had already pierced through his head at an unbelievable speed.

A laugh came out of the chest, "Wrong again."

But to Lin Xing’s surprise, he did not die immediately; instead, he felt a strand of Sword Qi separate and begin to move inside his body...

When Lin Xing came to his senses again, the whole process was exactly the same as before, and he picked up the chest once more, inputting the code zero-zero-two.

The black Sword Qi pierced through his head again, and he felt the Sword Qi make another pass through his body.

Time and again he died, again and again time flowed backward. Though the Sword Qi moved through his body with great speed and Lin Xing’s death was swiftly upon him, when the code reached three-one-one, after three hundred and twelve experiences, Lin Xing inevitably memorized the path the Sword Qi took inside him.

When the code reached 845, the memory of the roaming route had been deeply etched into his brain, as if it had become an instinctual thing.

Thus, a new skill instantaneously emerged in his mind, called the Breath Refining and Returning to Origin Technique.

This time, when he opened the box again, the Sword Qi pierced his forehead, but instead of penetrating through, it followed the route within his body in a circle before disappearing into his flesh.

A sigh came from within the box, "That’s correct."

At this moment, a flash of enlightenment crossed Lin Xing’s mind, "The key to this box isn’t the code, but the skill known as the Breath Refining and Returning to Origin Technique. As long as one masters this skill, they can withstand the Sword Qi, and whatever code entered wouldn’t matter."

He lowered his head to look at the box and saw a thin booklet lying quietly inside.

The booklet appeared to be neither gold nor jade; its material was unknown, emitting a faint glow.

At the same time, when the others present saw this scene, they were all immensely shocked.

After all, in their eyes, Lin Xing had just walked up, pressed a random code, and the box safely opened.

Various thoughts surfaced in the minds of the crowd.

"Is this kid that lucky?"

"He got it right on the first try... Could it be he already knew what the code was?"

"Does that manual contain the method for cultivating both martial and Daoist arts?"

In the next moment, everyone seemed to turn into starving beasts, their eyes turning red as they stared at the secret manual inside the box.

"Hand it over!"

Almost the instant the box was safely opened, more than a dozen people simultaneously made a move towards Lin Xing.

The Evil-cutting Sect Master, who was closest to Lin Xing, did not hesitate for a moment either. He reached out and stirred up a fierce spiritual thought, voraciously reaching for the manual inside the box.

In his view, taking the manual from this young man’s hands was as easy as pie with his cultivation level.

The opponent couldn’t even withstand his most basic spiritual thought.

"It’s mine!"

Feeling that his spiritual thought had nearly touched the manual, the Evil-cutting Sect Master’s heart surged with ecstasy.

But in the next moment, a tremendous force suddenly pressed down on him fiercely.

Before the Evil-cutting Sect Master could react, their spiritual thoughts had already violently collided.

With a loud boom, the air seemed to be crazily compressed under two invisible pressures and exploded with a bomb-like roar.

In the midst of the sonic boom, the Evil-cutting Sect Master couldn’t help but step back, then looked at Lin Xing with some disbelief.

"Is it him?" The Evil-cutting Sect Master was slightly surprised inside, "This youngster’s spiritual thought is almost as strong as mine?"

Although he hadn’t expected the lackey of the old monster to be a powerful second-generation master, the Evil-cutting Sect Master was not afraid in the slightest, as a nine-colored fire ring unfolded behind him.

Eight fire dragons burst forth, spreading intense heat around them and temporarily driving off those who were trying to rush at Lin Xing to seize the manual.

Immediately afterwards, a golden fire dragon rolled towards Lin Xing.

The Evil-cutting Sect Master said amiably, "Young friend, hand over the manual. This isn’t something you can take away."

Just then, the Evil-cutting Sect Master suddenly felt a surge of Sword Intent rising in his body.

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Alas, I must have been food poisoned before, and I didn’t get enough sleep. I’ve been out of it all day, and it completely disrupted my routine. Now I can only slowly adjust, my apologies to everyone.