Lin Yun arrived at the Main Palace to wait for the sect master. The old geezer was as unfathomable as before and his sword intent was even more terrifying now.

During this period of time, Lin Yun got a clear understanding of cultivation in Kunlun Realm. A Dragon Pulse Realm expert was a powerhouse no matter where they were, and it was difficult to reach that level. Each pulse that they achieved would allow the cultivator to undergo a transformation.

The Profound Azure Prefecture wasn’t small even though it was just a small territory in the Eastern Desolation. In terms of size, it was even bigger than the Profound Amber Realm. However, the number of Dragon Pulse Realm experts in the Profound Azure Prefecture didn’t exceed the number of fingers in two hands.

Most elders in the four major sects in the Profound Azure Prefecture were Elysium Core Realm experts, and the Dragon Pulse Realm was a status akin to the sect master. If they wanted, they could easily obtain a territory for themselves or create their own sects in the Profound Azure Prefecture.

Lin Yun thought that the sect master’s sword intent was so strong that he could defeat ordinary experts in the ninth pulse. So Lin Yun became curious as to why the sect master was staying in a small place like the Fleeting Cloud Sword Sect. After all, he could easily obtain a higher position somewhere in Eastern Desolation.

“You’re really patient. If I didn’t call you, would you have come looking for me? It’s been nearly two months since you joined the Fleeting Cloud Sword Sect, right? You haven’t even come to pay me a visit once…” The sect master smiled.

The reason why Lin Yun didn’t look for the sect master was because the sect master was too mysterious and fishy. But it looked like he wouldn’t be able to avoid meeting the sect master anymore.

“Old geezer, why did you look for me?” Lin Yun smiled.

The sect master didn’t care about Lin Yun’s rudeness and smiled, “There’s naturally a reason why I called you over. It has nearly been two months, and you’ve only reached the seventh soul Heavenly Soul Realm. I’m afraid that I won’t be able to give Feng Jue an explanation one year from now…”

Lin Yun was from the lower realm. Unlike the other geniuses in Kunlun Realm, Lin Yun clearly hadn’t excavated all his potential. Logically speaking, Lin Yun should be an empyrean by now since he had ascended the Sword Saint Mountain.

Lin Yun’s eyes flickered because the old geezer should be able to tell that he was trying to reach the limit of the Heavenly Soul Realm. However, Lin Yun didn’t explain himself and waited for the sect master to continue.

“It’s not that easy to reach the limit of the Heavenly Soul Realm. Even if you have enough accumulation, it’s another issue if your physique can tough it out. I believe you must have exhausted most of your True Dragon Saint Liquid, right?” The sect master squinted his eyes as he saw through all of Lin Yun’s secrets.

Lin Yun’s heart sank when he heard that because he had almost used up all of his True Dragon Saint Liquid. However, his Azure Dragon Saint Art was still stuck in the fourth stage. He had been making swift progress in his sword technique, sword sutra, and cultivation. But the progression of his physique was slow.

“You have more True Dragon Saint Liquid?” Lin Yun’s eyes flickered and immediately regretted the moment he spoke out. It would be weird if the sect master didn’t have any with his cultivation. Not only did he waste his breath by asking, but he even revealed the fact that he needed more True Dragon Saint Liquid.

The sect master didn’t say a word and took out a scroll instead, “Five droplets of True Dragon Saint Liquid per person and 25 droplets for the first name.”

When Lin Yun took the scroll, he took a cold breath because it was a list of empyrean demonic cultivators. Plus, the first name on the list was even in the Galaxy Stage. This meant that this person was even stronger than most core disciples in the Fleeting Cloud Sword Sect.

“You’re making it difficult for me,” said Lin Yun with a salty tone. He was only in the seventh soul Heavenly Soul Realm. Although it wouldn’t be an issue for him to face ordinary Star Stage experts, demonic cultivators weren’t normal. In fact, they were comparable to many core disciples. And then the first name on the list was probably as strong as Ye Ziling.

So Lin Yun could imagine how tough this task would be. After all, defeating and killing someone were entirely different things. There was no way Lin Yun could put up a fight against Ye Ziling, but he was confident that she wouldn’t be able to kill him. As for the demonic cultivators, they were brutal and cunning with an abundance of powerful trump cards.

“So are you going to accept this?” The sect master asked, ignoring Lin Yun’s grumbling attitude.

“Of course.” Lin Yun didn’t have any reason to refuse, so he took the scroll.

“Remember, kill all of them or don’t bother making a move. Otherwise, you won’t be able to get any True Dragon Saint Liquid if you let one of them escape,” smiled the sect master.

Hearing that, Lin Yun’s lips twitched. He put the scroll away before smiling bitterly, “Old geezer, you’re no longer making it difficult for me. You’re just trying to kill me.”

The old geezer had been giving him pressure since he came to the sect, and now, he wanted to kill him.

The sect master stroked his beard and smiled, “Brat, you don’t know what’s good for you. You have no idea how terrifying it is to reach the limit of the Heavenly Soul Realm. Don’t think that you’ll succeed by relying on the Nine-Leaf Saint Fruit. Even if you slew everyone on the scroll, the amount of True Dragon Saint Liquid wouldn’t be enough for you. Since you’re going to die either way, you might as well make some contributions to the Fleeting Cloud Sword Sect.”

A cold light flashed across Lin Yun’s eyes as he smiled, “I might disappoint you because I’ll kill every single person on this list. I also won’t die without reaching the limit of the Heavenly Soul Realm!”

Lin Yun didn’t want to be underestimated by the old man.

After leaving the Main Palace, Lin Yun regained more of his rationale, “Looks like I boasted a little too much this time.”

But just when he was going to go down the mountain, music from a zither drifted over from the distance and entered his ears. Lin Yun’s eyes lit up because he knew that it was the lady in white. He was just in time to have more of her wine.

Lin Yun began to flicker through the sea of clouds as he executed the Golden Crow Nine Transformations. Then, he descended on the mountain where the zither music was coming from. He only hesitated briefly before he took out his jade flute and started playing the Dustlight Sword Art.

This wasn't their first time playing music together, so they soon found their own rhythm. Just like that, the zither and flute complemented each other like two phoenixes soaring through the mountains.

The intent of the Dustlight Sword Art was perfectly exhibited under the flute music, which surprised the lady in white. She didn’t hear this piece from Lin Yun before, but her fingers quickly strum on the zither, causing her music to be gentle. Then, her music paused briefly before it soared into the clouds like a phoenix.

Lin Yun smiled because this woman seemed to know him better than he knew himself. This was the first time he played this piece, but she was able to match with him quickly and easily. As the music became even louder, Lin Yun’s tune changed. His blood began to boil as he exhibited the last portion of the Dustlight Sword Art.

When he was done, it took some time for him to calm his surging emotions. Then he saw the wine prepared on the table and smiled. He stepped forward and drank the wine.

“There’s a huge change in your emotions through the music. Is there something bothering you?” she asked.

Lin Yun didn’t hide anything and revealed what the sect master asked him to do. Additionally, he took out the scroll.

When the lady in white took the scroll, she glanced at it and replied, “If you fight the first person on the list, you won’t even have a 30% chance of winning. The difference between your cultivation is too high, but you might have a chance of winning if you use the flute. After all, your complete mastery of sky sword intent places you in an invincible position, not to mention that your sky sword intent has been perfected by the Sword Saint Mountain. Furthermore, you even fused it with the Azure Dragon Sword Aura.”

Lin Yun was surprised because he didn’t tell her any of that. In fact, those were secrets that even the sect master didn’t know about. Now, Lin Yun had a clearer view of the saint clans.

“You understand me well. This will be a dangerous trip, but I have no regrets since I can drink such good wine before leaving!” Lin Yun laughed and gulped down the rest of the wine.

“If you like it, come back alive and I will prepare whatever you want,” smiled the lady in white under her veil.

“Any wine?” he asked.

“Any,” she responded confidently.

“Then I want the Millennium Flame!” Lin Yun chuckled.

“Sure,” said the lady in white nonchalantly.

Lin Yun wasn’t serious, so he didn’t think the lady would agree so casually. Her reply gave him a renewed impression of the saint clans.

“Then it looks like I have to make it back no matter what.” Lin Yun smiled. But before he left, he suddenly thought of something and asked, “I only know about your surname and I have no idea what your full name is.”

“My surname is Luo, and my given name is Hua!”

Luo Hua, it was a weird name, but he didn’t care. With a smile, Lin Yun replied, “Actually, my other name also has something to do with flowers.”

He was naturally talking about his title as Flower Burial.

Luo Hua had a curious look on her face, but Lin Yun merely smiled and left without any explanation. After all, his title as Flower Burial was famous for countless massacres in the Heavenly Path. And now that he was in Kunlun Realm, it was time for his title to shine.