Chapter 1253 - Bitter

Lin Yun recalled what Ye Ziling said about taking control of her own life. He had a feeling that the Ye Ziling today was different from before, but he couldn’t tell how she was different. When he swept a glance at Jiang Lichen, who was beside him, the latter was staring at Ye Ziling with his eyes turning into hearts.

“Hey, do you think that she has changed, somehow?” Lin Yun asked.

“Did she? There aren’t any changes to her clothes and figure. I-I mean, she’s always different. She’s beautiful in a different way every single day,” smiled Jiang Lichen.

To that, Lin Yun could only sneer. But his sneer also woke Jiang Lichen up and the latter wore an awkward smile before he replied, “It might be related to her family from her mother's side.”

“Her family from her mother's side?” Lin Yun was surprised to hear that.

“You don’t know? Uh… Her family from her mother's side will send someone over every single year, wanting to bring her back. In the past, she has been using the ranking battle as an excuse, but she seems to have agreed this time. So she’ll probably leave the Fleeting Cloud Sword Sect after the Profound Wither Island.” Jiang Lichen’s expression suddenly became downcast, then he asked, “Junior Brother, will you be leaving, too?”

“I guess…” Lin Yun replied.

“Well, that makes sense. After all, the Fleeting Cloud Sword Sect is ultimately too small for the two of you,” smiled Jiang Lichen.

“You can also leave,” replied Lin Yun.

“Me?” Jiang Lichen was briefly stunned before he replied, “I’ve never thought about that. I feel that the current situation is pretty good. I’m watching the Fleeting Cloud Sword Sect slowly becoming strong. How good will it be if the branch sect becomes stronger than the main sect.”

“If you have the heart, why is it impossible?” Lin Yun didn’t think that it was impossible.

“Really?” Jiang Lichen asked.

“If ten years doesn’t work, then a hundred years. If a hundred years isn’t enough, then two hundred, three hundred, or even four hundred.” Lin Yun smiled while he patted Jiang Lichen’s shoulder.

Jiang Lichen was stunned when he heard that. When he recovered from his shock, he looked at Lin Yun, who was already a distance away, and yelled, “What if four hundred years still isn’t enough?”

“Then eight hundred!” Lin Yun firmly said.

Outside the Sword Saint Peak, zither and flute music perfectly mixed together. When the music came to an end, Lin Yun landed before a pavilion while holding onto the Divine Indigo Jade Bamboo Flute.

Luo Hua was donned in white as she looked at Lin Yun with a smile, “You’re late.”

Lin Yun smiled when he heard that. Luo Hua said that they would meet in the Fleeting Cloud Sword Sect, but she only came back the day before yesterday.

“The Divine Dragon Pagoda collapsed, and it’s a lot more troublesome than I’ve imagined,” said Luo Hua.

When Lin Yun heard that, his expression became awkward because he was the one at fault and Luo Hua had to deal with it for him.

“You feel embarrassed? The legendary and mysterious Flower Burial who only needs one sword to kill is feeling embarrassed?” Luo Hua smiled when she saw Lin Yun’s embarrassed expression.

“Well…” Lin Yun wore an embarrassed expression when he stood before Luo Hua.

“That’s pretty adorable. Let me pinch your cheeks.” Luo Hua smiled and came forth, wanting to pinch Lin Yun’s cheeks. But Lin Yun held onto her hand and placed it against his cheek. At this moment, he really didn’t want to let go of her hand.

“Luo Hua, can I remove your veil?” Lin Yun asked after taking a deep breath.

But when Luo Hua heard that, she smiled, “Holding onto the Divine Indigo Jade Bamboo Flute given by your little lover with your left hand and holding onto my hand with your right. When are you going to make your choice?”

Lin Yun was stunned when he heard that and didn’t know how to reply to her. But Luo Hua smiled and pulled her hand back. She went back to her zither and played it while she said, “Even if Yue Weiwei is beautiful, why not put it down if you’re not willing to recall it? Since you’ve drawn your sword for Xin Yan, why not let it be buried in the snow of the empire back then? You’ve met me, and I’ve never forgotten you.”

Lin Yun squinted his eyes and looked at Luo Hua in a daze. When they ‘first met’, Lin Yun drank too much and told her what was in his heart, about Yue Weiwei and Xin Yan. But in both his lifetimes, the person who held the greatest position in his heart was Su Ziyao.

“Actually, I don’t like to play zither, but I like to play it together with you…” Luo Hua continued. “I don’t like the Fleeting Cloud Sword Sect, but I only wish to stay here with you; I don’t wish to reason with others, but I’m willing to lower my head for you; I don’t like to drink, but I like to see you when you drink. I’m a tacky person who doesn’t know music, doesn’t like fleeting clouds, and is unreasonable. But I like you, and alcohol isn’t that hateful together with you…”

Luo Hua smiled as she sat down and began to play the zither. When she finished, Luo Hua raised her head to look at Lin Yun, who was sorrowful yet blazing. As her hands left the zither, she drifted away from it like a white cloud, “I’ll be leaving the Fleeting Cloud Sword Sect after the Profound Wither Island.”

She’s going to leave? Lin Yun recalled asking her why she had come to the Fleeting Cloud Sword Sect when they first met. Back then, she said half of the reason was for the Sword Saint Mountain and didn’t talk about the other half. He didn’t know about it back then, but he now knew what the other half was.

At this moment, he felt that Jiang Lichen was right. Everyone was great now, so why did everyone have to leave?

Lin Yun walked over to the table and placed the flute beside the zither. When he started to play it, the music sounded ripe in the beginning, but it gradually improved. After all, all music was connected, and Lin Yun possessed the noble tune.

As zither music bloomed like flowers, Lin Yun wanted to play all the emotions he felt back then. But suddenly, he couldn’t play it anymore. In the end, he still had to say farewell no matter what, since it was part of life.

When Lin Yun returned to his residence, the sky had already turned dark and Lil’ Purple was playing with Lil’ Red on the table. They were placing their hands on top of each other and competing to see who would be the last one standing.

This scene made Lin Yun’s lips twitch because Lil’ Red really seemed to have considered itself a cat. This fool seemed to have forgotten how mighty it once was as a Dragon-Blooded Horse.

“Hmph, you’re finally willing to come back. Aren’t you going to retrieve the Sovereign Divine Rune? Why are you only back now?” Lil’ Purple unhappily said when she saw Lin Yun.

Lin Yun smiled in embarrassment because he nearly forgot about this matter and said, “I’ve already talked it out with the Fleeting Cloud Sword Sect sect master to retrieve it after the Profound Wither Island, and he has agreed to it.”

“That old geezer is really polite despite having a foul temper and doesn’t seem interested in your opportunity at all. No wonder he’s an unprecedented genius in the sword. Hmph, he’s a lot better than someone else,” chuckled Lil’ Purple.

Taking a random shot, Lin Yun said, “Have I been interested in anything that belongs to you? The flute and Song of the Phoenix are all willingly taught by you.”

“Hmph.” Lil’ Purple rolled her eyes. “Don’t think I don’t know that you’re interested in my beauty. Don’t try and use those flowery words on me. I’ve long seen through your schemes, and you won’t succeed.”

Lin Yun was left speechless when he heard that and sneered, “Wow, you’re really smart.”

“Hmph, that’s for sure. I already knew that a long time ago.” Lil’ Purple smiled.

At this moment, Lin Yun wondered if Lil’ Purple had become an idiot after a hundred thousand years of imprisonment. But he didn’t have the mood to teach her a lesson right now and told her what Ye Ziling told him about the Profound Wither Island.

“What’s there to worry about? Everyone imprinted a saint rune on their core back in ancient times,” said Lil’ Purple in disdain.

“But this isn’t ancient times. The Golden Era is already gone,” said Lin Yun. Even without imprinting a saint rune on their core, Lin Yun wasn’t confident in defeating those top-tiered geniuses. After all, who knew how many trump cards they had?

“Don’t worry about that. When you manifest the constellation left behind by the Iris Sword Saint, you can easily crush them. Uh… it’s just that there are some problems…” Lil’ Purple lowered her voice towards the end.

The Iris Sword Saint’s constellation was naturally strong, but Lin Yun was nowhere close to gathering five million divine astral pellets. Now that he thought about it again, the trip to the Profound Wither Island would be extremely dangerous. The Sword Sect alone had already sent out such a huge formation, so Lin Yun couldn’t imagine the other sects.

But Lin Yun was riddled with complicated feelings and didn’t want to talk too much. Even Luo Hua would be leaving after the Profound Wither Island event. If she leaves, would he still stay behind? Feeling depressed, Lin Yun looked at the starry sky and asked, “Empress, do you know what bitter feels like?”

“You’re not feeling bitter, but just frivolous when it comes to love,” said Lil’ Purple with disdain.

Lin Yun was fortunate that he wasn’t drinking or he would have spat the water out right now. At this moment, he now knew why Lil’ Purple was imprisoned for a hundred thousand years by the Iris Sword Saint, despite having such a gorgeous appearance.

Chapter 1254 - Refining Dragon Origin Pellet

Lil’ Purple’s mouth was too vicious, and Lin Yun didn’t want to see her at this moment. Since there was still half a month until the Profound Wither Island opens, Lin Yun knew that he couldn’t waste his time and had to push himself to his limit.

With half a month left, he could only temper his astral energy and Divine Solar Lunar Fist. It was impossible for him to refine astral energy through ordinary divine astral pellets since he still hadn’t manifested his astral energy. But Lin Yun had two dragon origin pellets, and it was also time for him to start the next section of the Divine Solar Lunar Fist.

After listening to what Ye Ziling said, Lin Yun realized that he had underestimated the dangers that he would have to face on the Profound Wither Island. After all, those powerful sects could get Lesser Elysium Core Realm and Greater Elysium Core Realm into the Profound Wither Island, not to mention the Elysium Core Realm deacons were stronger than ordinary experts of the same generation.

Those in the Lesser Elysium Core Realm were still alright, but only death awaited him if he faced an expert in the Greater Elysium Core Realm. Just thinking about it made Lin Yun’s scalp feel numb. He knew that he had to prepare some trump cards or he wouldn’t even know how he would die.

“But risks and opportunities always coexist. If it’s that dangerous, that means that the opportunities will also be great.” Lin Yun muttered and placed the sword box on the ground before circulating his astral energy. As he formed the Sky Unlocking Seal, a powerful suction force exploded from the sword box that pulled him in.

After appearing on the desolate world within the sword box, Lin Yun sat on the jade bed that was not far from the Phoenix Tree. Then again, the jade bed had long lost its effects a long time ago.

When Lin Yun swept his gaze over this world that should’ve been a holy land, he saw that there were no signs of life in this world. 

There used to be a Phoenix Tree at the center, a jade bamboo forest in the east, a lighting tribulation pool and purgatory in the south; then add the fact that the jade bed he was on was located in the north. Not to mention a sword mound was in the west with all the swords belonging to a saint. Aside from that, there was also the Hidden Weapon Pavilion with all sorts of divine artifacts and treasures in it. But what captivated his attention the most was the throne.

Not to mention the seven dao intents that filled this world. There were no benefits in going into seclusion here, except that no one would know regardless of the commotion he would create.

“Mhm?” Suddenly, Lin Yun’s eyes lit up when he discovered something. Based on the elements of the location in this holy land, the east represented wood, the west represented metal, the north represented water, and the south represented fire. As for the Phoenix Tree that was located in the center, it naturally represented earth. This meant that all five elements that corresponded with the four ancient constellations could be found in this world; the azure dragon, vermillion bird, black tortoise, and white tiger.

Lin Yun knew that back in ancient times, the azure dragon’s position as one of the four constellations used to be the Blue Dragon, but he had no idea why the azure dragon replaced it as the divine beast of the east.

“The four ancient constellations along with a primordial ice phoenix. This is interesting. There are five elements now, so where’s yin and yang?” Lin Yun wondered. This world was profound, and there were many secrets for him to discover. But it was too hard for him to gather all the Sovereign Divine Runes. Even if he managed to find them, it wasn’t certain that he could restore this secret realm back to how it once was.

After all, Lin Yun knew that Lil’ Purple’s words couldn’t be completely trusted. He knew that Lil’ Purple definitely had her own thoughts about finding the Sovereign Divine Runes.

Sitting on the jade ice bed, Lin Yun waved his hand and retrieved a jade box from his interspatial pouch. When he opened the box, boundless origin energy spread out in the form of a mist, and he could even hear draconic roars coming from the mist. When the mist cleared up, Lin Yun finally saw white pellets sitting within the box. These were the dragon origin pellets that Feng Jue gave him.

The dragon origin pellet was something that not even Samsara Edict Realm experts could acquire in bulk. After all, it was something that had to be personally refined by saints. According to Jian Jingtian, even a Dragon Pulse Realm expert would be blown to death if he or she wasn’t careful.

“With the Azure Dragon Saint Physique, my physique isn’t any weaker than a thousand-rune saint artifact right now. Even an expert in the Dragon Pulse Realm might not have a stronger physique than me.”

Lin Yun looked at the dragon origin pellet and took a deep breath before he wore a decisive expression. Reaching out, Lin Yun took the dragon origin pellet and circulated the Azure Dragon Saint Art before he began to refine this dragon origin pellet. A draconic roar was echoing from within his body.

But the refining speed was a lot slower than Lin Yun had expected. He only managed to refine a small wisp of it even after an hour. But when the dragon origin energy poured into his body, it immediately coursed through his body like a boiling current. The next second, a crimson fog immediately appeared on the surface of his body. Just this wisp of dragon origin energy alone had already caused such a huge impact to him.

After taking a deep breath, Lin Yun quickly activated the Azure Dragon Mark on his chest and the saint rune within the mark began to ignite. As dragon runes appeared on the surface of his body, they immediately fortified Lin Yun’s body, which was about to blow apart.

When the blood mist dissipated, the violent impact within his body finally started to settle down. This made Lin Yun take in a deep breath, but he didn’t dare to relax and controlled the dragon origin energy into the astral river in his violet palace.

When the dragon origin energy entered, the astral river in his body began to gradually grow from a small stream into a huge river. As Lin Yun continued to refine the dragon origin energy, the impurities within his astral energy were being released from his pores, forming a multi-colored mist. But this was actually the impurities and toxins that were contained within his astral energy.

While Lin Yun was refining the dragon origin pellet, Mu Qingqing and the Sword Sect’s party also returned to their residence.

When they settled down, Zhang Ting complained, “Senior Sister Mu, aren’t we a little too polite to the Fleeting Cloud Sword Sect?”

Qin Tian was silently standing to the side with his cheek still swollen. After hearing Zhang Ting’s words, the other Sword Sect disciples also turned to look at Mu Qingqing. They have long heard that there was a huge opportunity in the Sword Saint Mountain, and even if they couldn't obtain the opportunity, they still wanted to give the Thirteen Trials a try.

They initially thought that they could do anything they wanted since they were from the Sword Sect. But today, they were greatly embarrassed, so there was no way they could take this lying down.

Looking at them, Mu Qingqing revealed a faint smile. “The Fleeting Cloud Sword Sect isn’t the same as the other branch sects. The sect master clearly doesn’t want to see us, so there’s no need for us to seek humiliation. After all, he’s…”

But Mu Qingqing stopped halfway and didn’t continue. But when Zhang Ting heard that, he unhappily said, “What’s so impressive about them? They’re still stuck in a countryside like the Profound Azure Prefecture.”

“Is that so?” Mu Qingqing wore a mocking expression and said, “Then did you guys know that Ye Ziling, who was together with me today, is a direct descendant of an Ancient Saint Clan?”

The words ‘Ancient Saint Clan’ made the faces of Sword Sect disciples change. They didn’t mishear Mu Qingqing say “Ancient Saint Clan” and not “Saint Clan”. There was a huge difference between the two.

If a clan produced a saint, they could be called a Saint Clan. But Ancient Saint Clans were saint clans that remained through the darkest era, and every single one of them was a colossal figure in the Kunlun Realm. They were comparable to powerful sects, and some Ancient Saint Clans could even be comparable to a holy land.

There were only a handful of Ancient Saint Clans in the Eastern Desolation. As for the Ancient Barren Domain, they were even rarer. But Ancient Saint Clans usually kept a low profile and rarely interfered in the conflicts between powerful sects, not to mention that they had a complicated relationship with the Divine Dragon Empire.

After all, the Divine Dragon Empire rose with the annihilation of many Ancient Saint Clans, and the Ancient Saint Clans that remained after the rise of the Divine Dragon Empire all possessed unimaginable foundations.

“She’s from an Ancient Saint Clan? No wonder she makes such a huge impression,” said Qin Tian.

Mu Qingqing took a glance at Qin Tian. Looking at his swollen face, Mu Qingqing couldn’t help frowning and said, “The wound on your face is merely a superficial wound. With your strength, you should have been able to recover from it a long time ago.”

“Please don’t misunderstand, Senior Sister. I’m not in a hurry to recover not because I’m holding a grudge, but because I want to remember this lesson well. If I wanted to take revenge against him, do you think he’d still be alive with my strength?” Qin Tian replied.

Hearing that, only then did Mu Qingqing feel relieved.

Qin Tian then wore a prideful expression and said, “Senior Brother Sikong Zhou is my objective, not Lin Yun. There’s no way he can catch up to my future achievements. But his slap did give me a wake-up call. Even an ant cannot be underestimated, and it’s worth it to buy a lesson with a slap before going to Profound Wither Island.”

His words made the other disciples of the Sword Sect move. They were all filled with admiration for Qin Tian at this moment. Then again, what Qin Tian said also made sense since he was destined to be someone that Lin Yun would never be able to catch up to. When Zhang Ting looked at Qin Tian again, his eyes were filled with respect.

“Speaking of which, when’s Senior Brother coming?” Qin Tian asked.

Mu Qingqing replied, “I’m not sure about that. He and some transcendent geniuses are all looking for the Profound Wither Key. I heard that this key fell into the hands of Flower Burial, but no one has an idea about Flower Burial’s true identity.”

Chapter 1255 - Move Out

The Fleeting Cloud Sword Sect was situated in a mountain range. Aside from the Sword Sect Mountain, the Flying Snow Peak was the main peak of the Fleeting Cloud Sword Sect, and the main hall was also situated here.

Because of the Sword Saint Mountain, the Flying Snow Peak was nameless not only to the outside world but also in the Fleeting Cloud Sword Sect. But there weren’t many restrictions here and disciples could come as they wish, causing everyone to neglect it.

But in reality, the Flying Snow Peak was the highest mountain in the Fleeting Cloud Mountain Range, and it was a lot higher than the Sword Saint Mountain.

The top of the Flying Snow Peak was a forbidden region in the sect since it was the seclusion ground belonging to the sect master. That place was filled with astral energy, and the astral light was also dense, making it the best place to cultivate.

At this moment, a slender figure that was like a white phoenix appeared on the summit. She was unbelievably gorgeous, with a heroic temperament surrounding her. Furthermore, there were also purple flames blazing like blooming flowers in her pupils. She was naturally Ye Ziling.

Sensing her presence, Jian Jingtian slowly opened his eyes and looked at Ye Ziling. “The Divine Dragon Sword Physique has awakened?”

Biting on her lips, Ye Ziling lightly nodded her head.

“That’s good.” Jian Jingtian revealed a gentle smile on his lips.

“But, I’m leaving…” Ye Ziling said.

“It’s fine. Ultimately, you have to leave this place, and it’s also time to unseal your bloodline. You’re the strongest genius of the Ye Clan, so your bloodline talent isn’t weak, either.” Jian Jingtian briefly paused before he continued, “Not to mention that you’re also my daughter.”

“I don’t like the Ye Clan.” Ye Ziling was cold when she mentioned the Radiant Snow Saint Clan.

“Me neither. I only like you and your mother. None of those from the Ye Clan are good,” smiled Jian Jingtian, causing Ye Ziling to smile as well when she heard that. Although the relationship between them was stiff because they were both stubborn, they were also similar at the same time.

“They came to look for you again?” Jian Jingtian asked.

“I refused them,” said Ye Ziling. It was pretty surprising that Ye Ziling was leaving the Fleeting Cloud Sword Sect, but she wasn’t heading to the Radiant Snow Saint Clan.

Jian Jingtian wasn’t surprised and said, “Let’s begin, then. It has been eighteen years, and I want to see how strong you will become after your Radiant Snow Bloodline and Divine Dragon Sword Physique merge together.”

The Radiant Snow Bloodline naturally came from the Radiant Snow Saint Clan. As for the Divine Dragon Sword Physique, it came from Jian Jingtian. But it was a pity the bloodline and physique were too powerful. It would’ve been dangerous if her cultivation wasn’t strong enough and she didn’t have anyone to help her.

Jian Jingtian also had no idea when Ye Ziling would awaken the Divine Dragon Sword Physique, so he had been sealing Ye Ziling’s Radiant Snow Bloodline. This meant that Ye Ziling could only utilize a very small portion of her bloodline.

But since Ye Ziling has awakened the Divine Dragon Sword Physique, the seal on her bloodline could also be released. With Jian Jingtian around, at least Ye Ziling wouldn’t die from the power of her bloodline and physique.

Ye Ziling’s eyes brightly shone when she heard that, since she had been waiting for this moment for a long time. The Radiant Snow Bloodline was like a shackle that was placed on her for a long time. But if it wasn’t unsealed, she wouldn’t be able to gain control over her own life. This was also why Lin Yun felt that there was something weird about Ye Ziling.

Seven days later, when Lin Yun came out of the sword box, Lil’ Purple let out a breath of relief and pouted. She went into the sword box several times over the past few days.

When she saw Lin Yun seated on the jade ice bed shrouded in a mist with draconic roars occasionally resounding, while emanating a powerful aura, Lil’ Purple was puzzled and could only guard outside the sword box.

But who knew that it would take seven days. Just when she was about to complain, surprise flashed through her pupils when she looked at Lin Yun. She could feel that Lin Yun had undergone a transformation, even though there were no changes to his cultivation. Furthermore, the astral light that would occasionally shine from Lin Yun was so dazzling that she had to close her eyes. This was a sign that the astral energy within Lin Yun’s body had reached an exaggerating height.

“What the hell did you eat?” Lil’ Purple asked.

As Lin Yun took a deep breath, he barely managed to suppress his aura before he smiled, “Half a dragon origin pellet.”

He had only refined half a dragon origin pellet, and it allowed the astral river in his violet palace to grow to a thousand feet, coiling around his violet palace like a dragon. This was the limit he could refine his astral energy with his current cultivation, and there was nothing he could do even if he wanted to refine the other half.

But he also didn’t waste his time in the sword box and practiced the second form of the Divine Solar Lunar Fist, the Divine Solar Lunar Cauldron. Moreover, he even brought it to the manifestation stage. At the same time, he also knew why he couldn’t control it in the past. This attack consisted of over a thousand varieties, and the power would reach an unbelievable height after he fully unleashed it.

Thinking about it, a smile rose on the corner of Lin Yun’s lips because this meant that he had another trump card now.

“What are you smiling at?” Lil’ Purple said with her brows locked together.

Lin Yun glanced at Lil’ Purple and asked, instead of answering, “Did anything happen in the past few days?”

“Nothing much. Wang Yuruo visited several times; oh, and the disciples of the main sects. They still didn’t give up on the Sword Saint Mountain, but they quieted down after they were taught a lesson by Mu Qingqing,” said Lil’ Purple.

Mhm? Lin Yun was surprised that Qin Tian didn’t come after him when he gave the latter a slap. He was wondering when Qin Tian would come to take revenge, but he didn’t expect that Qin Tian wouldn’t come. But he soon tossed it to the back of his head.

“Let’s go.” Lin Yun carried Lil’ Purple and wanted to leave, since it was about time for them to head to the Profound Wither Island. After hearing that they were going to the Profound Wither Island, Lil’ Purple’s eyes lit up, since she was getting bored with the Fleeting Cloud Sword Sect.

It didn’t take long for Lin Yun to arrive at the gathering place, but he was shocked by what he saw. There were thousands of people from the Sword Sect and a few hundred quasi-Elysium Core Realm experts. But judging from the fact that they weren’t young, they must be elites that were picked from the Sword Sect’s outer forces, and they would make an immediate breakthrough the moment they entered the Profound Wither Island.

Furthermore, there were also some Elysium Core Realm elders who gave off a terrifying aura. This made Lin Yun’s gaze become serious, since they should be the deacons of the main sects, and disciples when they were younger. This meant that they should be stronger than those in the same cultivation, and just the fact that they could be accepted in the Sword Sect was enough to talk about their talent.

Qin Tian, Zhang Ting, and the rest were gathered around Mu Qingqing, along with several Dragon Pulse Realm elders.

At this moment, Lin Yun knew that what Ye Ziling said to him was true, and the powerful sects have really gone all out for the Profound Wither Island. With the Sword Sect alone having already sent out such a huge formation, Lin Yun couldn’t imagine what it would look like for the other powerful sects.

Furthermore, he predicted that the secondary sects and saint clans would also be attending this event and they were all giants of the Fleeting Cloud Sword Sect. But fortunately, Lin Yun came prepared, or he wouldn’t even be able to cause a splash in the lake.

Just when Lin Yun was filled with emotions, he suddenly recalled what Jian Jingtian previously told him; that he still wasn’t strong enough. As Lin Yun took a deep breath, he saw Jiang Lichen and the rest and walked over to them.

“I thought you wouldn’t be coming before the main sects.” Zhang Ting’s eyes flashed with disdain when he saw Lin Yun.

“Well, I’m famous for not having a temper, unlike someone who casually kneels before others,” replied Lin Yun with a smile.

When Zhang Ting heard that, his face immediately turned black. As his face began to tremble from his anger, he retorted, “I can easily cut you in half if I use my constellation.”

“Wow, I’m really afraid. Why don’t you give it a try?” Lin Yun smiled with a hint of chill flashing through his pupils. Only those who knew him well knew what the chill in his eyes meant.

“Lin Yun.” Ye Ziling called out.

This instantly made Lin Yun back down a little before he smiled. “But it’s a pity that you don’t have the guts.”

Then, Lin Yun shrugged his shoulders and ignored Zhang Ting. This nearly made Zhang Ting throw out a mouthful of blood and the faces of the other disciples weren’t great either because this wasn’t the first time that they were being looked down on by a disciple from a branch sect.

“Why bother with a fly?” Qin Tian’s voice resounded. He didn’t even bat an eye at Lin Yun.

“Senior Brother is right, he’s just a fly. A pitiful worm looking at the sky from a well. When we’re on the Profound Wither Island, he’ll know just how pitiful he is. At that time, he might even beg us when he’s being bullied by the other sects,” smiled Zhang Ting.

Lin Yun didn’t bother with them on Ye Ziling’s behalf. A brief moment later, everyone from the Sword Sect was gathered and one profound astral bird after another flew into the sky. Not long after, half of the people here were already gone.

“Lin Yun, come here.” Ye Ziling sat at the front with Jiang Lichen, Feng Zhang, Liu Qingyan. They were already on the profound astral bird that belonged to the Fleeting Cloud Sword Sect, except Lin Yun, who would occasionally turn back and still showed no signs of jumping on.

“I’m waiting for someone,” said Lin Yun. After all, Luo Hua said that she would come along, but she was still nowhere to be seen.

“Young Master Lin isn’t coming with us? It’s chaotic outside the Profound Wither Island…” Mu Qingqing rose a silver profound astral bird and the meaning behind her words was obvious. Without the Sword Sect’s prestige, just the Fleeting Cloud Sword Sect by themselves would have difficulty surviving outside the Profound Wither Island.

“Senior Sister, why are you bothering with him? Who knows, his eyesight might be too high for our Sword Sect,” said Zhang Ting from the side.

“Thank you for your goodwill, Lady Mu. I won’t be coming along with you guys.” Lin Yun rejected.

“Remember to find us if you're in trouble. After all, you’ll be joining the Sword Sect in the future, either way,” smiled Mu Qingqing before she left on her profound astral bird and disappeared into the horizon.

But Lin Yun only smiled in response and found that Mu Qingqing was pretty interesting. He then turned to look at Ye Ziling. “You guys can leave first. I’m waiting for someone.”

Ye Ziling’s face turned cold when she heard that and asked, “What the hell are you talking about?”

“Hehe. Junior Brother Lin, we’ll wait together with you,” smiled Feng Zhang.

Jiang Lichen also smiled. “We have to stick to you no matter what. After all, not even the Sword Sect might be able to hold their front on the Profound Wither Island.”

Regardless of whether they were joking or not, Lin Yun felt warmth from their words. Just when they were about to walk, a white figure swiftly flew over from the clouds.