Chapter 114: The Ghostly Stride of Strange Wanderings

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In the blink of an eye, nearly a month had passed, and Lin Yanghao was still consolidating his cultivation.

During this period, Zeng Quan had fawned over Bing Xiao every day, coming whenever he was summoned and leaving whenever he was dismissed.

Bing Xiao, meanwhile, had finally experienced what it felt like to be the leader.

At the same time, Lin Yanghao’s name had become widely known throughout the outside world. Even setting aside the fact that he had won first place in the sect competition, merely surviving the Six-Nine Heavenly Tribulation was enough to make him famous across the land.

Of course, nine people out of ten refused to believe it.

Why not just say you flew into the heavens? A Six-Nine Heavenly Tribulation? Why not claim you survived the Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulation while you are at it?

Could someone at the Core Formation stage really accomplish such a thing?

Most likely, you would have died of fright before even coming into contact with the heavenly tribulation!

“Now that I’ve reached the Core Formation stage, I can learn to fly on a sword. Hahaha!” Lin Yanghao felt excited just thinking about it. He had long yearned to ride a sword through the skies.

Now that he had finally achieved it, how could he not be thrilled?

That was not all. Lin Yanghao could now also refine his own natal magic treasure.

Naturally, he could not treat the matter carelessly. He had to find a true treasure to serve as his natal magic treasure.

A natal magic treasure was of the utmost importance, for it would affect his strength in the future.

A cultivator could refine only one natal magic treasure in a lifetime.

Therefore, the matter required careful consideration. He absolutely could not act rashly.

For now, however, it was better to learn sword flight first.

His cultivation had now been completely stabilized at the Core Formation stage.

Unfortunately, he did not possess any technique for sword flight, so he supposed he would have to ask Zeng Quan later whether he had one.

“Congratulations on advancing to the Core Formation stage, Big Brother. Your strength has increased tremendously,” Zeng Quan said excitedly when he saw Lin Yanghao awaken.

He had been staying here for nearly a month, and to be honest, Zeng Quan was beginning to grow impatient.

Moreover, after spending so much time with Bing Xiao, he had gradually realized that the fellow did not seem to be a high-grade spirit beast after all. He simply had never dared to say so. What if Bing Xiao really was a high-grade spirit beast? Wouldn’t that leave him in an awkward position?

He was also constrained by the famous cultivation-world maxim: “Unless it is a high-grade spirit beast, it cannot speak human words.”

“Zeng Quan, do you have a technique for sword flight?”

“Of course. My father made ample preparations for me long ago, anticipating my advancement to the Core Formation stage. He even prepared techniques suitable for that stage, so naturally sword flight was included.”

As he spoke, a manual titled Sword-Controlling Art appeared in Zeng Quan’s hand.

This was the perfect opportunity to curry favor. How could Zeng Quan possibly let it pass?

“Thanks.”

Lin Yanghao accepted the Sword-Controlling Art and impatiently began preparing to practice.

“Strange Wandering Ghost Steps? This seems pretty good.”

The Strange Wandering Ghost Steps were precisely what Lin Yanghao had stolen from the Heavenly Martial Sect’s Treasure Pavilion.

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The Strange Wandering Ghost Steps were a mid-grade movement technique.

Movement techniques were already scarce in the cultivation world, and since the Strange Wandering Ghost Steps were mid-grade, they were all the more precious.

Although Lin Yanghao now possessed the Divine Strike Art and the Fireball Art, both were offensive techniques.

Thus, the Strange Wandering Ghost Steps had arrived at exactly the right time. Once he mastered them, his strength in battle would surely increase greatly.

The high-grade treasure armor Le Hao had given him had been destroyed beneath the heavenly tribulation, and Lin Yanghao still felt rather pained by the loss.

“Sword-Controlling Art—go!”

Lin Yanghao’s first choice of flying sword was naturally the Scarlet Spirit Sword.

Having learned sword flight, he would naturally be able to control a flying sword against his enemies.

It was something he had long yearned for.

Following the instructions in the Sword-Controlling Art, he tried again and again, but every attempt ended in failure.

Yet what in this world could ever be easy? As the saying went, failure was the mother of success. He believed success could not be far away.

And so Lin Yanghao began practicing the Sword-Controlling Art repeatedly.

At last, after a month, his Sword-Controlling Art reached the minor mastery realm.

When Zeng Quan learned that Lin Yanghao had cultivated the Sword-Controlling Art to minor mastery in just one month, he cursed Lin Yanghao as a monster, his mouth hanging wide open in astonishment.

One had to understand that an ordinary person would need at least a year or two before hoping to master the Sword-Controlling Art.

At the same time, Zeng Quan felt fortunate to have such a powerful big brother.

If Lin Yanghao continued cultivating at this speed, it would not be long before he became a formidable expert.

As his subordinate, Zeng Quan’s own fortunes would naturally rise along with him.

At the thought, Zeng Quan actually began to grin foolishly.

Another month passed, and Lin Yanghao succeeded in bringing the Strange Wandering Ghost Steps to minor mastery as well.

This time, Zeng Quan was far more composed. He merely felt a little surprised inwardly.

From then on, Zeng Quan began to believe that anything impossible could happen to Lin Yanghao.

Moreover, one absolutely must never compare oneself with this monster named Lin Yanghao. Otherwise, one would be crushed so thoroughly that not even one’s pride would remain.

These were the truths Zeng Quan had summed up.

“Hahaha! With these Strange Wandering Ghost Steps, I’m truly like a tiger that has grown wings!”

The Strange Wandering Ghost Steps were extraordinarily marvelous. Using them to evade attacks was as easy as child’s play.

Lin Yanghao also discovered that his speed and agility had increased tremendously as a result.

With these improvements, his combat ability would rise to an entirely new level!

Everything was ready. It was time to set out for the Thousand Saint Marsh.

“Zeng Quan, lead the way. We’re going to the Thousand Saint Marsh!”

Zeng Quan had been there before, so he naturally became the only suitable choice to guide the way.

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“Very well.”

What else could Zeng Quan say? But when he thought of how astonishingly powerful his big brother was, perhaps they might even gain something in the Thousand Saint Marsh.

The Thousand Saint Marsh lay in the far north of the Northern Region, relatively close to the Sealing Demon Continent.

Demonic cultivators frequently appeared in that area, which was precisely why Zeng Quan had been so unwilling to go.

…

Now that Lin Yanghao had learned sword flight, he naturally would not foolishly walk there.

However, with Zeng Quan traveling alongside him, the speed of their sword flight was truly nothing to praise.

On top of that, Lin Yanghao was still a beginner, making them even slower.

“Boy, stop!”

A furious shout suddenly came from behind, startling Lin Yanghao.

He turned his head and saw a black-robed old man, his entire body radiating murderous intent.

Had he ever offended this man?

No, surely not! In the Northern Region, the only people he had made enemies with were those of the Heavenly Martial Sect, and he had never seen this black-robed elder there.

Could the old man have contracted rabies, biting everyone he saw?

Surely his luck was not so wretched.

He had barely left home when he encountered something like this.

“Do we have some grudge between us?” Lin Yanghao asked.

“No.”

“If we don’t, why are you glaring at me with such murderous intent?”

“We may have no grudge, but you caused my younger brother to lose his physical body. Today, I will avenge him and refine your soul!”

The black-robed man spoke coldly.

“Who is your younger brother?”

When had he ever caused someone to lose their physical body?

Surely his younger brother could not be Le Hao. That old fool had already died long ago.

“My younger brother is Le Hao, the sect master of the Heavenly Martial Sect.”

“Uh…”

Lin Yanghao was rendered speechless.

So the man’s younger brother really was Le Hao. Could it be that the old fool had not died after all?

What a stroke of luck for him. He should have followed up with another strike back then!

Lin Yanghao regretted it deeply.