Chapter 216 - 216 215 The Youngest Second Grade Rune Master

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216: Chapter 215: The Youngest Second Grade Rune Master 216: Chapter 215: The Youngest Second Grade Rune Master Upon seeing Lin Xuan, Zhou Yong’s entire face contorted. But then he thought of Lin Xuan’s status as a Second Grade Rune Master and immediately sighed. He couldn’t afford to provoke the current Lin Xuan unless his master intervened. “Brother Zhou, you must have become a Second Grade Rune Master by now, quickly help me teach them a lesson!” Xing Tong was still shouting there. Yet, when they saw the golden mark on Zhou Yong’s chest, they were momentarily stunned. “Brother Zhou, could it be that you…” the Bald Man said dubiously. “I’m sorry, everyone, this matter is beyond my control,” Zhou Yong sighed. “Mr. Lin, this matter has nothing to do with me,” he said to Lin Xuan with clasped fists. “Mr. Lin?” The surrounding Martial Artists were taken aback, looking at Lin Xuan with confused faces. Someone who Zhou Yong would address as Mr. mustn’t be a simple character. Could it be that this Lin Xuan had an extraordinary background? The Bald Man suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. He was about to inquire when he found that Zhou Yong had already run off. Lin Xuan flipped his palm, draping a silver robe over his body, the two golden marks on his chest as dazzling as sword light. “A Second Grade Rune Master!” The Xing Family’s Martial Artists’ expressions changed dramatically, and the Bald Man almost jumped up. They could have never imagined that Lin Xuan was actually a Second Grade Rune Master! No wonder Lin Xuan wasn’t afraid of them; no wonder Zhou Yong called Lin Xuan Mr. Now everything became clear. “It’s a misunderstanding, Mr. Lin, this is a misunderstanding!” The Bald Man immediately put on a smile. They couldn’t afford to provoke a Second Grade Rune Master. “Don’t just stand there, disperse. You’re blocking Mr. Lin’s way; I won’t spare you if you don’t move.” “Mr. Lin, please proceed, we’ll leave right now.” The Bald Man nodded and bowed, ready to flee. “Wait!” Lin Xuan said in a deep voice, “You think you can just leave like this?” Everyone froze in place, reluctantly stopping in their tracks. Gritting his teeth, the Bald Man picked up Xing Tong and threw him in front of Lin Xuan. Then came a flurry of punches and kicks. “You fool, how dare you provoke Mr. Lin. You’re seeking death!” Xing Tong convulsed, clutching his head and wailing. Now, he wished he could just die. Killing him would be as easy as blinking for a Second Grade Rune Master. “Mr. Lin, I was wrong; I was blind, I deserve to die!” Xing Tong began to slap his own face. “Mr. Lin, please let me off as a fart, just let me go!” “Enough,” Lin Xuan said indifferently. “I’m not saying I can’t let you go; it depends on whether you’re sincere.” “Mr. Lin, just tell us what to do; our Xing Family can definitely do it for you.” The Bald Man eagerly spoke up, and Xing Tong also looked hopefully at Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan took out a piece of paper, then wrote down a long list of Spirit Grass. “You have three days to find everything on this list and deliver it to the Volcano Cultivation Room.” The Bald Man took the paper and glanced at it, seeing it was all precious Spirit Grass, he felt a sudden pang of distress. But he couldn’t let it show on his face. “If I don’t see the items after three days, I will have to make a trip to the Xing Mansion myself. Then don’t blame me for not giving you a chance,” Lin Xuan spoke lightly. “Rest assured, Mr. Lin, we will definitely deliver them!” The Bald Man said quickly, and then led the group away. Lin Xuan watched them leave with a smile and walked towards the Volcano Cultivation Room with Zhao Xue. Returning to the Cultivation Room, this time he intended to remove the mark of the Purple Extreme Demon Palace. His Soul Power swept through his body, investigating its condition, and with the guidance of the Lord of Wine, he finally found the location of the mark. It was a purple light spot the size of a pinhead, hidden deep within his body. Lin Xuan had been unable to detect it before, but now his Soul Power had increased, and he easily found it. His Soul Power transformed into an invisible Sword Qi, and with a fierce thrust, shattered the purple spot. Golden lightning surged, forming a sphere that enveloped it and expelled it from his body. After removing the purple spot, Lin Xuan felt much more comfortable, and even the circulation of his Spiritual Power was much smoother. He closed his eyes and rested for a while, adjusting his state to its peak, then he took out a huge block of ice. Cold energy surged, and the entire room seemed to freeze over. Inside the blue ice block, the green-haired man remained motionless. However, Lin Xuan distinctly felt that the green-haired man still had fluctuating breaths. “After such a long time, he still hasn’t frozen to death?” Lin Xuan was greatly surprised. “With your current strength, you should be able to cast a Slave Seal,” the Lord of Wine said slowly, “Do as I instructed.” Lin Xuan nodded, his Soul Power surged out and seeped into the ice block. Upon touching the green-haired man, the latter’s tightly shut eyes suddenly snapped open, with green flames dancing in his eye sockets. “Form the Seal!” Lin Xuan’s Soul Power poured into the green-haired man’s mind, continuously forming a peculiar imprint. Crack, crack, crack! Green flames danced in the eyes of the green-haired man as a terrifying aura spread, cracks forming on the surface of the ice block. “Soul Sword!” From Lin Xuan’s left eye, translucent Sword Qi surged out, penetrating the ice block and struck directly at the green-haired man’s soul. Sss, sss! Instantly, the green flames in the green-haired man’s eyes considerably weakened. And Lin Xuan’s Slave Seal was successfully imprinted inside his mind. “It worked,” Lin Xuan breathed a sigh of relief. Yunzhou, Undersea World. In the midst of a huge crack, there was a palace. Inside the palace, that bronze coffin suddenly started to tremble, its terrifying aura spreading in all directions. The waters of the sea churned, forming vast whirlpools as though intending to tear everything apart. “Slave Seal!” a deep voice emanated from within the coffin. Back in the cultivation room, Lin Xuan released the green-haired man, watching him cautiously. “Master,” the green-haired man spoke, Engravings manifesting in his gaze. “Hm,” Lin Xuan nodded in satisfaction, it seemed the Slave Seal was indeed effective. Suddenly, the green-haired man stiffened, the green flames in his eyes igniting once more. “His original body is summoning him, quickly sever this connection with your Sword Intent,” the Lord of Wine warned. Lin Xuan’s gaze hardened, his inner Sword Intent surged forth, and Sharp Sword Qi slashed out into the void. The invisible connection was severed, and the green-haired man returned to calmness. “Alright, there won’t be any more accidents this time.” Yunzhou, Undersea. The deep voice reverberated again: “Great Dragon Sword…” In the cultivation room. Lin Xuan exhaled and asked in a heavy tone, “Who are you?” “I am your servant,” said the green-haired man. “I’m asking who you were before? Or who is your original body?” “Green Jiao Left Envoy,” the green-haired man said. “What’s your relationship with Netherworld Hall?” Lin Xuan continued to probe. “Netherworld Hall is one of the Eight Great Halls of our organization,” the green-haired man slowly said. “One of the Eight Great Halls!” Lin Xuan’s pupils contracted slightly. As far as he knew, Netherworld Hall once controlled several nations with exceptional strength. And now, it was merely one of the Halls. “What organization, tell me everything you know!” Lin Xuan said in a deep voice. “Netherworld Hall belongs to the Black Dragon Sect, which is one of the weaker Halls. The Hall Master is Youming Elder, whose strength has reached the Earth Venerate realm.” “Our Sect Hierarch, the Black Dragon Sect Leader, has boundless power, akin to a True God. Beneath him are the Left and Right Envoys, Four Guardians, and Eight Hall Masters, each with formidable strength.”

Chapter 216 - 216 215 The Youngest Second Grade Rune Master

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