NOVPUBChapter 311: Chapter 15 Lin Kui
When Lin Kui broke through to the eighth layer of the island, what he saw was a young and extremely handsome cultivator standing still at the edge of the last layer of the storm, with his eyes closed, as if he was restoring his spiritual power.
Lin Kui was first shocked in his heart.
Such a young Golden Core Cultivator!
He then suddenly felt a sense of wariness.
Someone actually got to this eighth layer of the island before me?
But looking at the situation, it seems like he had overexerted himself earlier on, and his spiritual power could not keep up, so he had to stop.
Thinking this way, Lin Kui felt a sense of smugness in his heart.
All the way here, he had kept the consumption of his spiritual power at an appropriate level, even slowing down his pace for this reason. Therefore, he still had fifty percent of his spiritual power remaining in his dantian now.
Sure enough, still too young, lacking experience. He burst out too fiercely at the front and now lacks staying power.
Lin Kui greeted Lu Qingshan, “I am Lin Kui of the Lin Family from Fufeng, may I know how to address this fellow daoist?”
He kept a very appropriate distance from Lu Qingshan, one that wouldn’t cause any displeasure.
Quite an insightful person.
Lu Qingshan thought to himself, while his eyelids slightly lifted, he replied, “Lu Qingshan.”
“Fellow Daoist Lu,” Lin Kui nodded, pointed towards the storm layer rampant with spiritual energy, and said with a loud laugh, “Then, I shall take the lead.”
Though there was no hint of mockery, the sense of pride was undoubtedly revealed in his tone.
The next moment, Lin Kui leaped into the storm layer, with a misty green light shining on him.
“A Dharma Cultivation who is proficient in wind techniques?” Lu Qingshan glanced at the situation and muttered, “That’s indeed rare.”
Soon, Lu Qingshan focused back on restoring his spiritual power.
For the sake of practicing the Myriad Swords Art, he had already stayed in this storm layer for a day before Lin Kui’s arrival.
The last layer of the storm layer exerted even more pressure on him than the Meteorite Formation because of the influence of the various spiritual energy storms.
Under the high-intensity training of such a storm layer, both his spiritual power and divine sense were greatly consumed.
Of course, the gains were good too; in just this short day, the Myriad Swords Art had improved from Three Hundred and Sixty Swords to Three Hundred and Seventy Swords.
An hour later.
When Lu Qingshan had recovered to seventy percent of his peak state, he suddenly opened his eyes.
Looking at the storm layer ahead full of rampaging spiritual mechanisms, he flashed forward, once again leaping into it.
But this time, he was no longer using the storm layer as a training ground, but was heading straight for the Giant Spirit Realm’s ninth layer.
….
Lin Kui focused his mind and traveled through the storm layer at a rapid pace.
Being proficient in wind techniques, he was also quite sensitive to the direction of the storms in the storm layer.
This allowed him to use the wind to his advantage more often when breaking through the storm layer, unlike Lu Qingshan, who directly confronted the violent tornado.
Thus, all along the way, his spiritual power had been maintained in a relatively good state.
He relaxed his body, propelled by the violent wind, flying forward. However, it wasn’t as easy as imagined.
The direction of the spiritual mechanisms within the storm layer was erratic, with the intensity fluctuating wildly. Sometimes it was like a violent wind technique deployed by a Golden Core Cultivator, other times it shifted to a common gale within heaven and earth.
His speed fluctuated with the flow, becoming fast and slow unpredictably and difficult to control. On top of that, he had to deal with the increasingly frequent attacks of spiritual energy clusters.
Fortunately, he was, after all, a cultivator at Golden Core Perfection. Although it was somewhat difficult, he was still progressing steadily overall.
Whoosh!
Just at that moment, a whizzing, buzzing sound suddenly reached Lin Kui’s ears from behind.
What’s happening?
He couldn’t help but look back, and then his heart shook.
It was that very same Lu Daoist friend, rapidly catching up from behind with his Sword Control Technique!
How could this be? In such a place where spiritual machines are chaotic, how dare he brazenly use Escape Technique?
In the storm layer, the faster one’s own speed, the shorter the reaction time to those sudden bursts of Spiritual Power.
Moreover, due to the high-speed movement, the power of the Spiritual Power burst hitting the body would also be multiplied several-fold.
Therefore, in the storm layer, treading cautiously with a more stable speed was the best method he had figured out for braving the Spiritual Energy Storm layer.
And at this moment, Lu Qingshan was shattering his conception.
The next moment, Lin Kui’s eyes suddenly hardened, and he secretly thought that Lu Qingshan was about to suffer greatly.
Because at that moment, there were four massive clusters of Spiritual Energy as if attracted by Lu Qingshan’s unrestrained disturbance of the spiritual machines, assaulting him simultaneously.
But in the very next instant, Lin Kui found that there wasn’t a trace of panic on Lu Qingshan’s face.
In his astonished gaze, dozens of Sword Qi, like swimming fish, meandered out from the void surrounding the sword cultivator, as though swimming through water with full Spiritual Nature, dividing into four groups and seeking out the four incoming Spiritual Energy clusters.
Boom!
The two collided and then dissipated together.
And Lu Qingshan’s speed was not affected in the slightest.
“What Spell is this?” Lin Kui’s heart surged.
“Fellow Lin,” Lu Qingshan had already caught up with Lin Kui in the blink of an eye, and was now paralleling him.
He slightly paused his figure, intentionally stopping to nod seriously at Lin Kui, gesturing towards the violently surging Spiritual Energy Storm layer up ahead, and said with a bright laugh, “Then I shall take my leave first.”
Whoosh!
In the next instant, Lu Qingshan burst forward, his form disappearing into the midst of the Spiritual Energy Storm ahead.
“Young master,” Qin Yitian’s light chuckle echoed in Lu Qingshan’s ears, “you really know how to annoy someone…”
…
Gazing at Lu Qingshan’s gradually vanishing figure, Lin Kui pursed his lips, “They say the more talented the sword cultivator, the more unrestrained in temperament, indeed they did not deceive me…”
Flamboyant, maverick, these are the labels on a sword cultivator.
For this group of people often do things that seem to others to be very indulgent, willful, or arrogantly defiant.
In the eyes of the sword cultivator, this is called being true to one’s heart; in the eyes of those who adore sword cultivators, this behavior is called romance.
“Unfortunately, with the speed of a sword cultivator’s Sword Control, I suppose I just can’t catch up with him,” Lin Kui thought with some regret, though he didn’t care too much.
After all, the Sword Control of sword cultivators is known to be the fastest Escape Technique in the cultivation world; it was only natural that he couldn’t compare to Lu Qingshan in this aspect.
Moreover, the initial test in Qing State only required the top one thousand without specifying exact rankings. Although he had some designs on being the first to reach the ninth layer, he didn’t necessarily insist on it.
The Seven Domains discourse has just begun!
A Golden Core Middle Stage sword cultivator does indeed surpass him at the moment.
But he also firmly believed that during the subsequent Seven Domains discourse, once it came to showing true capability, the one who would laugh at the last would definitely be him.
After all, he was at Golden Core Perfection.
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