Chapter 165 (1/2)

Seven days later.

Lin left the cave where he had buried himself in cultivation and set out on the journey again.

He had already completely consolidated his cultivation at the Spirit Transformation level of Martial Realm. With more ethereal Qi, Lin now boasted an aura as sturdy as towering mountains and as vigorous as unbridled seas.

Earlier on the seventh level of Martial Realm, Lin had defeated Shin Wenbin, who was on the ninth level of Martial Realm.

On the eighth level of Martial Realm, Lin defeated trainees including Wen Mingxiu, Shiao Kun and Hu Long.

Even with the eighth-level cultivation, he had killed many strong ones from Voodoo-barbarian Tribe in the Demon-cloud Ridge in these days.

While he reached the ninth level of Martial Realm, he caused a sensation all over the Demon-cloud Ridge for he killed more than 50 strong Voodoo-barbarians and five top strong Voodoo-barbarians of the young generation. Undoubtedly, Lin had become the most eye-catching trainee in this assessment.

At this very moment, even Lin did not know which level of fighting capability he had achieved. Though at least, he already had no fear of anyone in Martial Realm!

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Fighting in the Demon-cloud Ridge was doomed to bloodiness and cruelty. But Lin had hardly encountered any real threat.

In the daytime, he kept on fighting and accumulating military merits, while in the evening he focused on cultivation and the comprehension of the first movement “Reaching for the Stars” of Tianyuan Saberplay.

This movement was undoubtedly powerful. The deeper Lin dug into it, the more mysteriousness he could feel over it. Its power was virtually unfathomably strong and it must take a long time to attain mastery of this move.

Sometimes Lin also could not help wondering who created Tianyuan Saberplay. Why could a single movement, “Reaching for the Stars”, release such profound and enigmatic power?

What terrible power would he exert if he learnt all its secrets?

Lin was looking forward to that day.

But Lin was aware that he couldn’t make it at least when he was in Martial Realm. Even if he fully grasped this movement, it was still hard to exert all of its power for him with the cultivation of Martial Realm.

Pretty soon, it had been a month since the trainees entered the Demon-cloud Ridge.

Lin had obtained a total of 278 military merits, which meant that he had killed 278 strong Voodoo-barbarians in the past month!

The thick pile of Totem Barbarian Tattoos hidden in his storage ring served as the best confirmation of the military merits he got.

It was worth mentioning that the military merits would be classified specifically when they left the Demon-cloud Ridge. For example, killing a ninth-level barbarian slave would amount to a much bigger military merit than that got by killing an eighth-level barbarian slave.

Specific assessment would be decided by the imperial military.

In addition, Lin got a lot of trophies by fighting, the most valuable one among which was definitely “Amrita Saint Pearl”.

But the “Amrita Saint Pearl” was now dormant. It still had many mysteries that Lin couldn’t yet fully grasp. He could only wait for future chances to get to know them.

Apart from “Amrita Saint Pearl”, Lin also got other things such as spiritual materials, spiritual minerals, weapons and medicines and all these were worth a lot.

As for the other things which were of a little value but not much helpful to his cultivation, Lin had to discard them all for the scarcity of space in his storage ring.

Right now, Lin was walking along a rolling river when he heard the sound of fierce fighting.

Having encountered similar situations for more than once, Lin showed no fear or hurry. In a flash, he approached the place where the fight took place.

Soon, in a jungle next to the river, Lin saw a group of people fighting.

More than ten strong Voodoo-barbarians were besieging one man, with several strong Voodoo-barbarians’ corpses lying nearby.

It was an intense fight which had apparently lasted for quite a while, leaving this area a total mess with blood and broken trees and rocks everywhere.

To Lin’s surprise, the besieged practitioner was Hu Long, who came from Camp 39 as Lin!

Hu Long was a conceited lad, who had once made impertinent remarks on Lin and had then been heavily beaten by Lin when on the battleship heading towards the Demon-cloud Ridge.

So Lin’s first impression of him was not good at all.

But when Lin Xun saw Hu Long under siege at this time, Lin did not stab him in the back, nor did Lin leave him in the lurch.

In Lin’s opinion, though there existed some personal conflicts between Lin and Hu Long, they were on the same side and those Voodoo-barbarians were their mutual enemies.

Lin held a simple standard when it came to major issues-the personal conflicts must be put aside in case of fighting between the empire and outside forces.

This didn’t mean Lin had forgiven Hu and it was just his principle as an imperial practitioner.

During the bloody battle on the volcano, many imperial practitioners did not lend a helping hand to Lin, intending to draw on advantages and avoid disadvantages.

But Lin was different from them. He had his own position and judgment, and definitely couldn’t allow the people of the same kind as him to be killed by the enemies in front of him.

Clang!

Drawing his saber out of the scabbard, Lin, like a flash of lightning, joined the battle in the twinkling of an eye, rendering those Voodoo-barbarians hurry-scurry.

“Lin Xun?”

When Hu Long saw that the person coming to his aid was Lin Xun, he could hardly believe it. This guy should … come to save him?

Although he didn’t know why Lin did this, the pressure from the enemies was reduced to a great extent with Lin’s help, which allowed him a breathing spell.

At the moment, Hu long was already covered in wounds. If Lin did not appear in time, it would not be long before Hu met his death.