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Former site of the Clear Wind Taoist Temple. In the area belonging to the Sword Sect, elderly men and women were holding wooden swords, slowly following Xiaohu's lead to learn the slow-paced version of the Seven-Section Quick Sword for physical exercise. Even without mastering the force points, this perfected version refined by Lin Hui had a significant exercise effect on the elderly. Although it was relatively difficult to learn, they could learn one move steadily before continuing to the next.…
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'In their eyes, the Clear Wind Sword has a limit; the initial stage of the Internal Force Realm is the ceiling. Unfortunately, in my eyes, the Clear Wind Sword has no limit...' Lin Hui sighed in his heart. 'Safety ultimately depends on oneself. Relying on others is unreliable.' Closing his eyes, he adjusted his breathing and tried to sleep, but he felt somewhat unsettled and couldn't fall asleep. After tossing and turning, he simply got out of bed, picked up his sword, and practiced a set of…
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Because his movement speed had improved, Lin Hui now went home to rest almost every day. After all, it only took half an hour to get back from the Clear Wind Sword Sect, and the run served as training for his movement technique. After finishing sword practice, it was approaching evening. As usual, he quickly returned to the suburbs of Xinyu Town. However, as soon as he arrived at his gate, he found the courtyard doors wide open and the inside completely empty. Only a few sturdy men were sitting on…
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The "loose cultivation inheritance" model basically involved a master leading five or six disciples. This model didn't generate large-scale profits and had low resource demands, so it posed no threat to the martial arts hall system. Consequently, it was no longer targeted by the martial arts halls from Xingdao. Since it wasn't a proper martial arts hall anymore, Mingde no longer relied on tuition as his main income. When he ran out of money, he would go to Wang Yun's Wang family to work part-time as a…
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Leaving his teacher's house, Lin Hui returned to the training ground. In the distance, he saw the newly recruited students of the other two branches laughing and joking while practicing swordplay. Xiaohu and Little Fatty were earnestly rearranging the stones that served as boundary lines. These stones were found by Vivi specifically to divide the entire temple grounds among the three branches of the Clear Wind Taoist Temple. Which area belonged to whom was clearly demarcated by the lines formed by…
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After Xiaohu and Little Fatty came over to pay their respects, they also left. Only then did Lin Hui grip his longsword tightly, closing his eyes to prepare himself to feel the power of Boundless Wind Direction. The first move was originally called Formless Wind Direction. Now, after evolution, it had become Boundless Wind Direction. Its power had undoubtedly increased; what he wanted to see now was by how much. Swish! Suddenly, he gripped the sword in his right hand, instantly dispersing over…
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Sorting the materials and packing them into a discreet cloth bag, Lin Hui dragged the bag along and took a day off early the next morning to head into town. Xinyu Town wasn't large; only a few intersecting streets formed the town center. The streets appeared lively with people coming and going, but most were surrounding farmers and vendors. Occasionally, a traveling caravan would pass through, attracting a crowd of children to chase and watch. That was likely the freshest thing around here. The…
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Stab, retract. Stab, retract. The rapid feints made Wan'er fume with rage, but she was utterly helpless. She had no more trump cards, but her opponent clearly didn't believe it and was still cautiously probing. Strike after strike, she missed, and the anger in her heart accumulated more and more. "Stop running if you have the guts!!" She finally couldn't help but roar in anger. Puff! In an instant, blood exploded. Wan'er's figure paused, freezing in place, completely…
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Not long after, as time passed. Lin Hui heard the sounds returning from the mist ahead gradually diminish, and the roars of the barbarians disappeared. He exhaled gently. 'Impressive... They easily dealt with three mutated four-armed barbarians.' Lightly jumping down from the tree branch, he turned and walked further away. 'Since they can handle pressure so well...' 'Then let them handle it a few more times...' Swish. Without a sound, his figure vanished into the mist. Even for him…
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Mist Barbarians were often thought to be former humans transformed by the corrosion of the mist. However, after killing several of them, Lin Hui realized this notion was absurd. He had discovered unfamiliar characters carved on the equipment worn by these Mist Barbarians. It was a completely new and special script, though it seemed incomplete due to its great age. But such traces were enough to prove that these monsters belonged to some non-human race. It was just that these once-intelligent…
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