Chapter 9 - Senior Brother, Your Sword! (1/2)

After getting hit by his Tiger Worshipped by All Beasts, the Saber-toothed Tiger fell down and its vital signs showed that it was dead.

Although Lin Yun felt much relieved inside, one could tell he was a little confused now through his face.

He also practiced Tiger Worshipped by All Beasts in daily cultivation.

But today it made him a little confused. It was a set of fierce fist skill. But when he used it, he felt like he was not throwing a punch, but a sword, a very sharp sword.

Fist? Sword?

Was it because of that mysterious scroll painting with the words “My heart shelters a fierce tiger which, however, enjoys sniffing roses”?

Lin Yun had a feeling that the Tiger Fist he practiced was already quite different from the original one known as a basic fist skill.

He had to study the scroll painting more after he went back if he wanted to find the secret behind it.

The more he thought of the tiger in the painting, the more mysterious it became.

Facing the demonized Saber-toothed Tiger, he had no chance to win if he hadn’t recalled the tiger in the painting.

That helped neutralize the evil spirit of the Saber-toothed Tiger, otherwise it was really hard to say who could win.

Suddenly a light flashed across the air.

Lin Yun noticed it subtly. He turned around and saw a weak light glowing in the chest of the Saber-toothed Tiger.

“Internal Elixir?”

Internal Elixir could only be borne inside the body of evil beasts, but not all evil beasts.

After an Internal Elixir was borne, the evil beast could break its own limits and advance like a martial practitioner.

Take the Saber-toothed Tiger as an example. However powerful it was, it could only reach the fifth level at most.

But if an Internal Elixir was borne inside its body, that’d be different. It could advance to the fifth level, sixth level, or even ten, the highest level.

Lin Yun took a deep breath, and murmured, “If I hadn’t killed the Saber-toothed Tiger today, it would probably become the Evil King here in Hengyun Mountains.”

Maybe that Saber-toothed Tiger bore the rare Internal Elixir because it ate the psychic fruit by accident.

Pit-a-pat!

Lin Yun’s heart began to beat fast, nearly out of his control.

Even though it was the Internal Elixir of a half-demonized beast, its value was inestimable.

Compared with it, all those beast body parts he collected before were nothing.

Without too much thinking, Lin Yun took out his knife, opened the tiger’s chest and took the Internal Elixir out.

After it left the tiger’s body, it lost the light immediately, looking just ordinary.

But Lin Yun could clearly feel its strong spiritual power.

After he put away the Internal Elixir, Lin Yun did not bury the Saber-toothed Tiger right away.

He walked to a tree about 100 meters away, and had a look at the old sword in the tree, feeling a little ashamed.

As a sword practitioner, he failed to hold his sword, which was the biggest shame in his life ever.

Not long after he put away his sword, Lin heard some hasty steps.

Judging from the steps, there must be many people.

On thinking of the Internal Elixir in his breast pocket, Lin Yun murmured to himself, “Damn! It’ll be bad if they find this.”

Whoosh!

Before Lin Yun took any action, those people already arrived, all wearing robes of Qingyun Sect.

After taking a close look, Lin Yun found that he met their head before.

Right! It was Chen Xiao, an outer disciple who had ever asked Lin to maintain his sword.

“It is indeed an evil beast. Look at its cut. Its Internal Elixir has been taken away.”

Chen Xiao really had sharp eyes. Judging from the cut Lin made, he could tell there was an Internal Elixir.

But what made Lin Yun surprised was that they just ignored him since they came.

Looking around, Chen Xiao said, “It seems that guy got badly injured, otherwise he wouldn’t have left such a precious evil beast’s body behind.”

“Senior Chen, should we chase him?”

“Not a chance. Let’s ask him first.”

Chen Xiao set his eyes on Lin Yun, as if he just found Lin there. He asked, “You were here earlier. Did you see someone?”

Lin Yun got all blank in his head for a sec and then understood what was happening.

So Chen Xiao had never expected that it was Lin who killed the evil beast.

It was understandable. He was just a sword slave in Chen Xiao’s eyes. How could he defeat the Saber-toothed Tiger?

Before their fight, Lin Yun himself also had never expected that he was able to kill the Saber-toothed Tiger.

“No.”

Lin Yun replied, wearing no expression on his face.

“You good-for-thing! Get lost!” shouted Chen Xiao, with a hint of contempt in his eyes, after finding out that Lin Yun was useless for him.

That was what Lin Yun wished for. Chen Xiao had reached the fifth level of Martial Practice, while others were at least on the fourth level.

He didn’t have a chance against so many people by himself.

“Wait!”

After Lin Yun took a few steps, Chen Xiao stopped Lin, and threw his sword to Lin.