Chapter 14 - Thunder Move

“Brother Chen, I’ve made up my mind, I want to exchange for the Thunder Move Sword Technique,” Lin Xuan returned the book.

“What!

You want to exchange for the Thunder Move Sword Technique!” Chen Dazheng exclaimed.

Some of the nearby disciples, upon hearing this, looked towards Lin Xuan with an indescribable gaze.

“Junior brother, you’re new here and still don’t understand the Thunder Move Sword Technique,” Chen Dazheng explained, “Not only is this swordsmanship incomplete, but it is also difficult to master.

Others have chosen it before, but no one has ever succeeded in learning it.

Over time, it’s been neglected by everyone.”

“So, junior brother, you might want to choose something else, after all, 120 contribution points is not a small sum,” Chen Dazheng advised.

“No one mastered it?

How mysterious!” Lin Xuan stroked his chin, a slight smile appearing at the corner of his mouth, “Lord of Wine did say this is just a simplified version, but I imagine its power must be extraordinary.”

“Don’t worry, Brother Chen, I’ll still exchange for the Thunder Move Sword Technique.”

“Ah!” Seeing Lin Xuan’s determination, Chen Dazheng sighed and shook his head, then he took out a thin booklet from a bookshelf behind him and handed it to Lin Xuan.

“You know the rules, right?” Chen Dazheng asked.

Lin Xuan nodded: “Other than myself, it must not be passed on to a second person.”

This was the rule of the Xuantian Sect; whoever exchanged for a Cultivation Technique must practice it themselves.

Should it be transmitted privately and discovered, they would face severe punishment from the sect.

Lin Xuan took the Thunder Move Sword Technique, ready to leave, just as a group of disciples entered from outside, speaking non-stop and appearing somewhat panicked.

“Did you hear that someone from the Divine Power Group died in the Taihang Mountain Range!”

“What, are you sure?” someone asked.

“You don’t know yet?” the newcomers replied, “Yesterday, several disciples from the Divine Power Group didn’t return for the whole night, and today their corpses were found in the Taihang Mountain Range, gnawed beyond recognition.

Without the identity cards, we wouldn’t have been able to identify them.”

“Killed by a Demon Beast!” the originally gathering disciples said, “Running into a powerful Demon Beast was just their bad luck.”

When such incidents occurred, it excited the ordinary Outer Disciples the most.

They were not members of the Divine Power Group and were often oppressed by them, so of course, they hoped that something would happen to the Divine Power Group, such as someone challenging it, or the Battle Group clashing with it.

But it seems that their excitement was in vain.

“Do you know who died?” the disciple asked mysteriously.

All eyes turned with curiosity and anticipation.

Lin Xuan stood in the distance, silent, knowing who had died, but he also wanted to hear the Divine Power Group’s attitude towards the incident.

The disciple continued: “Among the deceased disciples was someone named Zhang Bin.

You may not have heard of his name, but you must have heard of his elder brother’s.”

“His elder brother is Zhang Qian!”

“What, Zhang Qian!

Are you saying that Zhang Qian’s younger brother is dead?” the crowd gasped.

“Who is this Zhang Qian?” Lin Xuan saw even Chen Dazheng appeared astonished and unconsciously pursed his lips.

“You joined late, so it is normal not to know,” Chen Dazheng sighed, “Zhang Qian is an Inner Sect Disciple and a core member of the Divine Power Group, with his Cultivation reaching the eighth stage of the Magnetic Condensation Realm, and he is a prominent figure among the top thirty on the Inner Sect rankings.

Almost all disciples of the Xuantian Sect have heard his name.”

“I didn’t expect that while he was out on a mission, his younger brother would end up dead in the Taihang Mountain Range.

I suppose when he returns, he will completely lose control.”

Lin Xuan nodded expressionlessly, his heart sinking, not expecting that Zhang Bin’s elder brother would be so formidable.

However, he had no regrets; even if he had known Zhang Bin’s identity, he would still have killed him.

Then, the disciple said again: “Many Inner Sect Disciples from the Divine Power Group have gone to the Taihang Mountain Range, and they found that Zhang Bin’s body had many sword wounds.

In particular, there was a clear stab wound on his neck made by a longsword.”

“Are you saying he was murdered first, and then his body was dismembered by the fierce beasts?” The crowd felt bewildered, to think that someone dared to kill Zhang Qian’s brother was practically a suicide mission!

“Now the Divine Power Group is enraged.

They are discussing a resolution and are likely to mobilize all their strength to find the murderer.”

Lin Xuan secretly sighed, it seemed his deeds had been discovered.

He bade farewell to Chen Dazheng and left.

His current situation was very dangerous, and the only thing he could do was to improve his strength as much as possible.

Zhang Bin was on his way back when he noticed that all the disciples were talking about the same thing, gripping his fists subconsciously and then quickened his pace.

Upon returning to his room, Zhang Bin finally let his guard down and slowly exhaled a breath of air.

Calming his emotions, he opened the newly exchanged Thunder Move Sword Technique, reading it carefully, word for word.

If he could master this technique, it would greatly improve his strength.

The essence of the Thunder Move Sword Technique boils down to one word, fast!

What is the fastest thing in the world?

Lightning!

What is the most ferocious?

Thunder!

The Thunder Move Sword Technique embodies the ultimate speed and ferocious power; with one stroke, wind and thunder are set into motion!

Zhang Bin nodded in agreement as he read this.

Indeed, the power of lightning is one of the most ferocious forces in the world.

If such power were integrated into swordsmanship, its might would be unimaginable.

As for Fast Sword, Zhang Bin already had a preliminary understanding.

His move, the Outer Heaven Flying Star, was very fast, but unfortunately, it consumed too much Spiritual Power.

“I wonder how fast this Thunder Move Sword Technique can be?” Zhang Bin mused with anticipation.

He continued to read.

The following sections described the moves of the first three levels and a passage of the sword’s mental method.

This mental method is the core of the sword technique.

Only with the mental method can the full power of the sword technique be unleashed.

Zhang Bin grew more engrossed as he read the content of the Thunder Move Sword Technique, which broadened his horizons significantly.

He now understood why many couldn’t master it, as speed alone was not something that could be achieved in a short time.

Just like Zhang Bin’s Outer Heaven Flying Star, he had practiced it for three years before achieving today’s results.

Moreover, the Thunder Move Sword Technique required not just speed, but the control of that ferocious power.

“Are you finished reading?” Lord of Wine’s voice rang out, “Do you want me to give you some pointers?”

Zhang Bin was still not quite used to the sudden appearance of the voice from Drunken Uncle, but when he heard the word “pointers,” his face lit up with a smile.

“This mysterious guy dares to call himself the Sword Master, so his attainment in Sword Dao must be extraordinary.

If I could get his guidance, surely my cultivation speed would greatly increase,” Zhang Bin thought to himself.

“Drunken Uncle, I really need your pointers!” Zhang Bin said cheerily.

“Based on your personality, you should be doubting and then refusing,” Lord of Wine said with a peculiar tone.

“Hehe, not taking advantage of a good situation would be foolish!”

Upon hearing this, Lord of Wine laughed heartily: “You lad, I really like your spirit!”

But he quickly came to his senses and said discontentedly, “What did you just call me?

Who’s a drunkard?”

Zhang Bin was startled, thinking to himself that this guy reacted rather slowly, but he complimentarily said, “You must have heard wrong, I said you are a Saint among drinkers, a Sword Immortal among men, the very Wine Sword Immortal!”

“Hmm!

I like the sound of that,” Lord of Wine felt particularly thrilled and shouted, “Little Xuanzi, I’m running out of good wine, go get me some!”

Zhang Bin: “…”

“I want wine made from a thousand-year-old spiritual fruit, infused with a ten-thousand-year-old Immortal Vine,” Lord of Wine started making requests.

“You must still be half-asleep,” Zhang Bin said, holding his head in agony.

“I don’t even have a single Spirit Stone to my name, where am I supposed to get you a thousand-year-old spiritual fruit?”

The lazy voice of Lord of Wine floated out: “Then I can’t teach you, figure it out on your own, I wish you success!”

Zhang Bin: “…”

After a long while, Zhang Bin suddenly exploded: “Damn it, praising you as the Wine Sword Immortal, really taking yourself for an immortal.

Believe it or not, I’ll kick you out right now!”

The room fell into silence, with Lord of Wine showing no reaction.

“You win, I’ll go find that spiritual fruit for you!” Zhang Bin said through clenched teeth.