Chapter 302
Chapter 302
The inner disciples were hung on the statues on a public display for everyone. All the disciples who were stopped from entering all went up to express their gratitude. After all, it wouldn’t be so easy for them to enter the Sword Tomb if it wasn’t for Lin Yun.
At the very least, they would have to pay three Swordcloud Cores. When everyone proceeded to enter the Sword Tomb, many people turned around to look at Lin Yun with shock in their eyes. They didn’t expect that Zhong Yunxiao was actually Lin Yun!
But they could expect that the entire Burial Sword Peak would be shocked when the news got out. Not only did Lin Yun defeat the inner disciples, but his strength also left a deep impression on everyone. They could imagine Lin Yun becoming a lot stronger after refining the Imperial Sword Herb. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be so powerful, with his cultivation in the fifth stage of the Profound Martial Realm. After all, he was only in the third stage two months ago.
At the same time, there were also those who had ill intentions. Many people have already slipped away to spread the news of Lin Yun’s appearance to obtain the bounty reward given by the Gentlemen Union. After all, Wang Yan declared that those who saw Lin Yun would be rewarded 100 second-grade spiritual jades. It was a temptation that no one could resist.
“Junior Brother Lin, you’re not going to stop them from revealing your location?” smiled Lin Qiushan, looking at some disciples who were leaving. The Sword Tomb no longer had any obstructions, and it made no sense for them to leave. So Lin Qiushan instantly predicted that they were going to claim the bounty.
“Let them be. I have no intention of wearing the mask again after removing it.” Lin Yun no longer decided to hide his identity since he used the Dragon-Tiger Fist. Furthermore, he also obtained the Imperial Sword Herb. His cultivation, cultivation technique, and the Flicking Divine Sword had improved.
He had greatly boosted his strength, and he was now confident about the second round. After all, there was no need for him to participate in the Alliance-Union Battle if he didn’t have any confidence.
“Let’s go.” Lin Yun stepped into the Sword Tomb with anticipation. The final battle was finally arriving. The eastern gate also had a group of inner disciples blocking the way. They forcibly requested everyone to hand over a Swordcloud Core if they wanted to participate in the second round.
But compared to Mu Ling, they only demanded one Swordcloud Core, and many outer disciples could afford it by gnashing their teeth. But there were still many outer disciples observing the situation.
“A bunch of indecisive people. They want to become inner disciples by being so indecisive? They’re simply dreaming!” The leader of the inner disciples, Duan Qingshan, looked at the outer disciples with ridicule on their faces. The outer disciple also sneered with pride. They might be ranked at the last hundredth on the Mortal Ranking, but they didn’t place any of these outer disciples in their eyes.
“They had no idea about the huge gap between us and them. They’re really naive to come after knowing that we will also be participating in the Alliance-Union Battle.”
“How many people do you think will be promoted to become an inner disciple in this Alliance-Union Battle?”
“How many? It’s good enough if there’s even one. The elders look down on us, so let us play with them then. At that time, we can look at the elders’ faces.” It was a huge shame for them to participate in the Alliance-Union Battle, and these inner disciples were already unhappy with it.
“So cold!” A chill suddenly appeared in the atmosphere that made them shiver. Duan Qingshan’s face changed, and when he raised his head, he saw a person walking over with a sword.
“Stop right there! Hand over a Swordcloud Core if you want to enter the Sword Tomb!” The inner disciples barked.
That person raised his head and smirked, which made the inner disciples feel a chill down their spines.
“I know you! So it turns out to be the first on the Mortal Ranking, Chu Haoyu.” Duan Qingshan smiled when he saw Chu Haoyu. But he had no intention of letting Chu Haoyu past. At the same time, many outer disciples’ eyes lit up when they saw Chu Haoyu.
“You guys are still standing in my way when you know me?” Chu Haoyu’s indifferent voice sounded out.
The smile disappeared on Chu Haoyu’s face. He sneered, “I heard that you already possess the strength of an Earth Ranking disciple, and you’ve stayed in the Mortal Ranking for one person. In my view, you must be too weak to make it into the Earth Ranking.”
“Senior Brother Duan, why bother wasting time talking to him? Just give him a beating.”
“The first on the Mortal Ranking is still the Mortal Ranking. So how can he possibly be compared to experts from the Earth Ranking?”
“He’s just a frag in the well. He has no idea how powerful inner disciples are!” The inner disciples placed their hands on the scabbard of their swords.
Chu Haoyu didn’t speak a word. He merely pulled his sword out by half an inch, and there was a cold gleam that dazzled like the sun. When their visions recovered, Chu Haoyu already returned his sword to the sheath. There was only a sword gleam, and no one knew if he had drawn his sword.
An inner disciple thought that Chu Haoyu was afraid and sneered, “First on the Mortal Ranking? Why aren’t you drawing you…”
But before he could finish, a sword gleam flashed through his throat. His throat was cut.
“Don’t speak!” Duan Qingshan was the only one who managed to avoid Chu Haoyu’s sword. But there was still a faint mark left on his neck. If the sword went half an inch deeper, he would be in the same situation as everyone. Duan Qingshan began to sweat with his face turning pale.
The two other inner disciples held their neck with fear. They didn’t dare to move. They knew that they would affect their injuries if they opened their mouth, and they would die. It felt even more terrible than death.
“That’s the Cloudstun Sword!” Duan Qingshan’s voice trembled with fear. Just how far did he reach with the Cloudstun Sword for it to be so terrifying? Duan Qingshan’s legs began to tremble with fear. He immediately spoke out, “I’ll get lost! I’ll get lost right now!”
Duan Qingshan no longer turned back and ran back to the Sword Tomb.
“Continue holding onto your necks. Perhaps you guys can still survive if you don’t move for half an hour,” said Chu Haoyu with disdain. This scene left all the outer disciples in the surroundings shocked. Chu Haoyu had only used one move to defeat four inner disciples.
At another gate, there were also a group of disciples who launched their attacks. But their swords felt as though it had struck metal, unable to proceed an inch further. When the inner disciples’ faces changed, that person sneered and unleashed a countershock.
The four swords broke apart and the inner disciples threw out a mouthful of blood and flew away.
“Who are you?!” The inner disciples were shocked by that person’s physique.
“Ye Xiu of the Mortal Ranking.” Ye Xiu stepped into the Sword Tomb without even looking at the inner disciples.
At another gate, the third on the Mortal Ranking, Jiang Feng, sent the inner disciples flying out with a punch. Inner disciples were known for the quality of their origin energy, but they couldn’t even take a palm from Jiang Feng. The inner disciples immediately turned around and ran away; they no longer had any courage to block the way.
A faint disdain rose on Jiang Feng’s lips. He smiled, “You want to block the way with that strength? It turns out that the Mortal Ranking’s disciples aren’t much.”
He had already reached complete mastery with the Originmurk Art. So his cultivation technique was stronger than these spirit cultivation techniques. In terms of origin energy, he didn’t have to fear anyone.
The news of outer disciples on the top ten on the Mortal Ranking defeating the inner disciples soon spread to the elders on the observation platform, especially those who refined the Imperial Sword Herb. They completely suppressed the inner disciples.
Bai Ting couldn’t close his mouth from smiling when he heard the news. It was just as he had guessed. Those who refined the Imperial Sword Herb had undergone a drastic transformation in their strength. So he was certain that Lin Yun would be killed.
“Report! I’ve just received news that the fourth on the Mortal Ranking, Han Zhengyang, defeated the inner disciple, Zhang Han!”
“The third on the Mortal Ranking, Jiang Feng, suppressed the inner disciples with a palm!”
“The second on the Mortal Ranking, Ye Xiu, defeated four inner disciples with the shock from his physique alone.”
“First on the Mortal Ranking, Chu Haoyu, only used a sword to kill one, heavily injure one, and scared one inner disciple away!”
The news was shocking, and everyone took a cold breath when they heard Chu Haoyu’s accomplishment. He was truly worthy of being the first on the Mortal Ranking. Not even the inner disciples could take a sword from him, and they were so easily killed.
But as more news came out, the faces of the Locket Mountain’s disciples turned ugly. If they were so powerful, then didn’t that mean that Lin Yun would have no chance in the Sword Tomb?
Bai Ting smiled. He turned to Luo Feng and grinned, “Old geezer, you can still smile? Didn’t I say that Lin Yun is nothing compared to these people who refined the Imperial Sword Herb?”
“Report!” A person came right at this moment. Bai Ting’s eyebrows frowned when he saw this person. This person was responsible for observing Zhong Yunxiao, and he was the one who delivered the bad news previously.
He was just feeling smug right now. When he saw this person, he couldn’t help cursing in his heart. He waved his hand, “You don’t have to report. I know that Zhong Yunxiao must’ve defeated inner disciples as well. As long as he’s not a piece of garbage, he’s bound to have some harvest after refining the Imperial Sword Herb.”
“That’s not it. Elder Bai, Zhong Yunxiao is Lin Yun, and Lin Yun is Zhong Yunxiao. He destroyed the inner disciples’ Three-Demise Sword Formation with one punch!” The one who came to report had fear written on his face.
“What?!” Everyone was shocked by this piece of news. Zhong Yunxiao is Lin Yun? He even destroyed the Three-Demise Sword Formation with one punch? Doesn’t that mean that they all lost the bet?
The elders and disciples on the observation platform were all shocked. Bai Ting was dumbfounded. He never imagined that the two people he hated to most would be the same person. He immediately stood up on his seat, and he exclaimed, “That’s impossible! I want the details!”
“Haha. Old geezer, why are you throwing your temper at a subordinate? I’ll tell you about it since you want to hear it.” Luo Feng smiled with his eyes narrowed into slits. He stroke his beard, and he continued, “Zhong Yunxiao is Lin Yun, and Lin Yun is Zhong Yunxiao. After refining the Imperial Sword Herb, he destroyed the Three-Demise Sword Formation with a single punch!”