Chapter 3 - If You Have an Afterlife, Dont Be a Fool for Love. (1/2)

Zhou Ping looked at Lin Yun in disbelief and murmured, “You are a stupid sword slave. How did you make it?

The factotums of Sword Washing Chamber who were busy with their own affairs seemed even more thunderstruck. They couldn’t accept the result.

Reaching the third level of Martial Realm could qualify one to be an outer disciple of Jadeon Sect. This slave’s position was suddenly much higher than theirs.

Looking at Zhou Ping, Lin Yun didn’t say a word, and then turned to the Sword-washing Chamber.

Zhou Ping wanted to chase him. But he gave up with chagrin when he saw that Lin Yun had entered the Sword-washing Chamber. He gave an angry punch to the ground.

Sword-washing Chamber was a separate loft and also a forbidden ground.

This place was not accessible to the outer disciples and factotums. It was responsible for washing and maintaining the swords of the inner disciples. This room was full of exquisite and even higher-level magical weapons.

The maintenance of these weapons was beyond the average factotums’ knowledge. They could have damaged the sword.

This place was only accessible to Lin Yun. Even Zhou Ping dared not to enter.

“Brother Zhou, are you all right?”

“Now Lin Yun got his chance and I’m afraid he might level up too fast to be stopped.”

“It’s over. We always laugh and taunt at this guy. We are in trouble now.” They all gathered and murmured.

“Stop gossiping! He reached the third level only accidently relying on Sister Su’s elixirs. After all, it isn’t easy to become an outer disciple of Jadeon Sect.”

Zhou Ping was unconvinced by Lin Yun. He thought he was just careless.

Now, he lost face because of Lin Yun. If he didn’t beat this bloke, who would obey him in the future.

Zhou Ping looked coldly at the Sword-washing Chamber, and then went away immediately.

“Lin Yun will be miserable. He’s going to suffer later. Zhou Ping’s father is the elder of the outer disciples, and his eldest brother is the superior of the outer disciples.”

“This slave has been suppressed too much in daily life, he is so arrogant that he does not know who he is. How dare he beat the Brother Zhou!”

“Anyway, Brother Zhou was really ashamed just now. He usually bullies us a lot before. I think he deserves it.”

Hundreds of factotums discussed for a moment. And then they went back to their work: maintaining other outer disciple’s swords

Lin Yun felt the chill of the Sword-washing Chamber when he pushed through the door.

The chill came from a cold pool in the middle of the hall.

A dozen swords were placed upon the ice floating on the water, and freezing fog pervaded all over the pool.

According to the memory of the owner of this body, Lin Yun knew that this cold pool was very mysterious. The floating ice in the pool was colder than thousand years of ice in the Star Moon Lake of Sky Water Empire. Few people in the Sect knew the secret here.

Clank.

On the other side of the cold pool, an old man was sharpening a sword.

Ten spiritual liquids of different colors lay besides the sword grinder. The old man took out different liquids and mixed them together, or injected them separately into the grinder where the sword was sharpened skillfully.

Lin Yun didn’t make any sound and watched the elder sharpening a sword in silent. When the elder finished and started wiping the sword’s surface, Lin Yun said respectfully, “Elder Hong, I have reached the third level of Martial Realm and will leave the Sword-washing Chamber soon.”

The elder was the real leader of the Sword-washing Chamber who didn’t like management, so the mediocre Zhou Ping had the chance to bully others.

Lin Yun’s brilliant sword-maintenance skills all came from Elder Hong, who also granted Lin Yun the qualification to enter the Sword-washing Chamber. So he got the privilege to maintain the swords belonging to inner disciples alone.

Elder Hong was slightly surprised and sighed softly, “It is not surprised that although you are poor qualified, using many elixirs that Su Ziyao gave, you’ll naturally break through.”

“However, the real beginning of Martial Realm is when you reach Xiantian Realm on cultivation. It’s so hard for you to go on cultivating because you got a poor talent, still an impasse for you.”

“You have a predestined fate with sword and can communicate with magical weapons. In outside world, I could help you to become a magician (Not to be confused with magicians in western cultures, here it refers to a master who knows spiritual tattoos). When you reach the top of it, those powerful ones also will ingratiate you.”

The words of Elder Hong made Lin Yun very confused. What was a magician? Why was the Xiantian Realm just a start of the journey of cultivating martial arts?

Nonetheless, Lin Yun could clearly feel the concern and worry in his words.

It seemed that Lin Yun had indeed benefited a lot from Su Ziyao’s elixirs, since elders Hong sad that too.

“Thanks for your concern, but I have determined to become a cultivator no matter how hard and difficult it could be. I’m living not for fame, but to follow my heart and lead a life without regret, so that I could live free and easy.”