Chapter 83 - 83 82 Teaching

83: Chapter 82 Teaching 83: Chapter 82 Teaching Lin Xuan arrived early at the teaching area, waiting for Instructor Murong. Not long after he arrived, Ye Qing and Luo Qingshan also arrived one after another, and the three softly chatted, effectively alleviating any boredom. About thirty minutes later, Murong Qianling appeared. Dressed in silver-white light armor and equipped with a dark green longsword at her waist, she looked less charming but more heroic. “Today I’m going to teach you a sword technique,” Murong Qianling said without any delay, getting straight to the point. “This sword technique is called the Gale Sword Technique, an intermediate Dark-grade martial art. I’ll first demonstrate it, so watch carefully.” With that, she drew her longsword and posed to begin. The next moment, gusts of wind rose from beneath her feet, seemingly appearing out of nowhere, blowing Murong Qianling’s long hair. Ye Qing and Luo Qingshan were unfazed, having experienced such phenomena before, but it was Lin Xuan’s first time witnessing it. Murong Qianling’s black hair fluttered as she seemed to transform into a breeze herself, ethereal beyond measure. Her sword rose and fell like a gale and flowing clouds, making it impossible to discern its origin or predict its trajectory. Lin Xuan was completely enthralled; he had been worried about not having a powerful sword technique, and now that he had this opportunity, he certainly wouldn’t let it slip by. Although Murong Qianling’s moves were agile and swift, dazzling to the eye, Lin Xuan had a mysterious small sword within him, giving him an extraordinary intuition for swordmanship. “Gale Triple Stab!” Murong Qianling lightly tapped the ground, her body suddenly turning into a stream of light, her dark green longsword seeming to transform into a green hurricane, tearing through the void. Three streaks of green light cut through the void, forming a ‘Z’ shape. “This Gale Triple Stab is versatile, not only for chasing enemies but also for escaping encirclement, suitable for guerilla warfare,” Murong Qianling explained while performing the move. The three streaks of green light traced different trajectories in the air, incorporating attacking, pursuing, and dodging maneuvers. Lin Xuan was amazed. Compared to the Gale Sword Technique, his Thunder Move Sword Technique seemed rather single-dimensional. However, this was to be expected since the Thunder Move Sword Technique was of a lower grade, furthermore, it was incomplete and only a simplified version of another sword technique. “If I could learn the Gale Sword Technique, perhaps my strength would increase substantially,” Lin Xuan thought, continually comparing. At that moment, Murong Qianling changed her move. Unlike her earlier swift and fierce style, this time her spiritual power surged around her body like a vortex, the power of the wind within her alarming. “Wind Roll Cloud!” A sword slashed out, scoring numerous cracks on the green stones of the ground, and a more than twenty-foot-tall green tornado dropped from the sword body, swiftly sweeping forward. Lin Xuan’s pupils dilated, sensing terrible suction and a faint sense of danger from the green tornado, which made his chest feel tight. Crack! Nearby trees were uprooted by the force, soil and all, whisked into the wind. Hiss, hiss, hiss! As soon as the trees contacted the tornado, numerous green Wind Blades appeared, slicing the trees into countless segments. The green tornado continued for about a hundred and eighty feet before it stopped spinning, gradually disappearing. But Murong Qianling didn’t cease her actions—she once again slashed her longsword, creating another whirlwind. This new whirlwind had only traveled six feet when it suddenly split into three, assaulting three different directions, leaving a trail of shattered stones and utter chaos. “Who would have thought it could do that?” Not only Lin Xuan was surprised, but Luo Qingshan and Ye Qing also exclaimed in a low voice. “Gale Sword Technique has two moves left, one of which is a defensive move called Wind Moon Return Dance,” Murong Qianling said. “Qing Shan, attack me with all your strength.” Luo Qingshan stood up, a faint halo emerging behind him. He drew his sword and thrust it straight, charging towards Murong Qianling at the fastest speed. Before his attack reached, currents of air chaotically surged around Murong Qianling. Suddenly, a flash of green light formed a semi-circular wall of wind in front of her, deflecting Luo Qingshan’s attack to the side. After the move, Murong Qianling sheathed her longsword. She didn’t say anything but let Lin Xuan and the other two silently comprehend. A moment later, Ye Qing suddenly asked, “Instructor Murong, didn’t you say there was another move? What is that move?” “The last move is too difficult for you, as it requires the Cultivation of the Spirit Sea Realm to perform.” Murong Qianling’s expression was indifferent, but seeing the eager eyes of the three, she could only sigh helplessly. “I’ll perform it once for you, so that you little devils don’t give up hope!” Her slender jade hand waved, and the longsword cleaved through the air, sending three pale green Wind Blades from the tip of her sword. Each was over a meter long, howling as they flew into the distance. Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh! The three Wind Blades flashed past and sliced a distant stone pillar into several segments before disappearing. “Sword Energy Emission!” Lin Xuan’s pupils contracted. This was a technique only Spirit Sea Realm Martial Artists could perform, and they indeed couldn’t do it at their current stage. “Alright, now I will demonstrate the complete moves of the Gale Sword Technique one more time, and I will explain the three major Sword Skills carefully to you,” Murong Qianling began her serious explanation. Only then did Lin Xuan realize how fortunate it was to have an Instructor, who could let Disciples avoid many detours and directly proceed with the correct practice. Suddenly, he frowned and cursed silently in his mind. Speaking of teachers, he had one inside him, and it was a formidable one. However, that person spent all day drinking, giving Lin Xuan a very unreliable feeling. Moreover, he was currently in a deep slumber. “It seems I need to awaken Lord of Wine as soon as possible,” Lin Xuan decided. Half a day later, Murong Qianling stopped her explanations. Lin Xuan and the other two had memorized the moves; the rest was up to their own practice and comprehension. After saying goodbye to Ye Qing and Luo Qingshan, Lin Xuan left alone. He didn’t return to his residence but headed to the Herb Hall within the sect to inquire about soul-recovering herbs. Passing through pavilions and towers, Lin Xuan arrived at an independent courtyard filled with scattered temple buildings and bustling figures. From afar, he could smell numerous types of herbs and a faint scent of Elixir Fire. Lin Xuan knew this was the Inner Sect’s Herb Hall, where all their Elixir Pills came from. Lin Xuan walked in, looking around curiously. Some Disciples of the Herb Hall glanced at him and then left expressionlessly. Lin Xuan didn’t mind. He knew of the Herb Hall’s reputation, which, apart from its own Disciples, housed more Inner Sect Disciples. These Inner Sect Disciples were all seeking Elixir Pills, of course, each employing different methods. Some bought with lots of money, some leveraged relationships, and some accepted missions to earn Elixir Pills. In this Inner Sect, Lin Xuan lacked special connections, so he planned to obtain the Elixir Pills he wanted through the other two methods. Of course, this was contingent on whether they had soul-recovering herbs here. “Excuse me, brother,” Lin Xuan approached a Disciple of the Herb Hall and spoke lightly.