Chapter 11: The Ten Absolutes of the Poison Sword Array
by Ink HubDuan Tianchou and Qin Bei exchanged glances, both frowning.
“With such capability, Lu Jin will likely affect the selection process for the Five Sects and Three Clans!”
“The Scarlet Moon Holy Land selects no more than ten disciples from the Five Sects and Three Clans each time. If this guy competes, I wonder which Sect genius will be eliminated…”
“Before that, though, he’ll probably have a fierce battle with Liu Ruyan.”
“Let’s go. Grab a Myriad Sword Sect disciple and ask exactly what’s going on.”
After leaving Myriad Sword Sect, Lu Jin headed straight for Thunder Fire Mountain.
Following his previous battles, the sixth Spirit Pearl in his body was gradually taking shape. However, if he pushed his cultivation to break through, it would inevitably attract another Thunder Tribulation. He didn’t want to be too ostentatious. After all, besides Myriad Sword Sect, Qingzhou was home to countless large and small powers, a world filled with experts, and he didn’t want to cause extra trouble.
He chose Thunder Fire Mountain because, in addition to the treasures he had hidden there, the environment, shrouded in year-round thunderclouds, could also hide his activities.
Whoosh!
Lu Jin flew for hundreds of miles, his Spiritual Power full, without a hint of fatigue. During the flight, he channeled a thousand spirit stones into the Burial Heaven Coffin, and the resulting Spiritual Power feedback quickly replenished all his battle consumption.
Two hours later, his aura was once again restored to its peak!
“Thunder Fire Mountain… I haven’t been here for three years, and it’s as desolate as ever.”
Lu Jin stood on a cliff edge. Below him stretched endless black rock; above, heavy, rolling dark clouds never dispersed. Lightning flashed intermittently within the cloud layer, occasionally descending into the mountains, transforming into thunder-fire that scorched the earth…
Yet, even in such a thunder-fire environment, large swathes of vegetation still grew in the mountains. However, the plants here were uniformly black and crimson, and even on some scorched, lightning-struck trees, branches with flame-like leaves waved in the wind.
This place was deserted year-round. The only people who occasionally came here were cultivators who practiced fire-attribute techniques, seeking experience.
“You old dogs have been chasing me this whole way. But the area ahead is known as the Thunder Abyss, where lightning is like snakes. I’d like to see if you have the guts to enter!”
Lu Jin had noticed Luo Jiu and the others following him the entire time. However, he hadn’t planned to kill them yet. If they died, it would likely invite greater trouble. As long as they posed no threat, he might as well keep them on a string for now. Furthermore, he was familiar with the terrain of the Thunder Abyss, the area with the densest lightning, and having already survived a Spirit pearl Tribulation, he didn’t fear the power of the thunder.
Whoosh!
His figure flashed, diving directly into the Thunder Abyss, and vanished.
“Hm? He actually dared to go in!”
Not far behind, seeing Lu Jin’s actions, Luo Jiu and the others gritted their teeth.
“Elder Luo, that guy endured three days of Thunder Tribulation without a scratch. The lightning here probably can’t hurt him, but we haven’t passed the Golden Core Tribulation yet…”
Several of them were only in the Spirit Pearl Realm and had not yet undergone the baptism of a Thunder Tribulation, so a look of nervousness inevitably appeared in their eyes.
Luo Jiu, who was a First-Grade Golden Core, had experienced the Golden Core Thunder Tribulation, but even he felt uneasy seeing the thunder snakes coiling above the Thunder Abyss.
“The power of the thunder here is far stronger than a First-Grade Golden Core Tribulation! Even this Elder wouldn’t dare rush in rashly. We should wait here, set up an ambush, and slay him on the spot as soon as he reappears!”
When Luo Jiu said this, the expressions of the others changed again. Where did he get the confidence to say something like that? Had he so quickly forgotten the fact that Lu Jin had almost killed them earlier?
“Heh, with the Ten Absolutes of the Poison Sword Array given by Peak Master Ji, we are certainly qualified to kill him!”
“The Ten Absolutes of the Poison Sword Array? Unbelievable!”
“With such an array, we can indeed ambush him in secret and take him by surprise!”
“Move out!”
Lu Jin naturally didn’t know the tricks Luo Jiu and the others were secretly employing. He plunged deep into the Thunder Abyss, quickly found a hidden spot, and took out the storage rings given to him by Chu Tianxiong, Duan Tianchou, and others. He also included the spoils of war he’d taken from Wang Fan, Elder Niu, and the rest.
“These guys are all loaded!”
He checked the contents of the storage ring. Besides large amounts of spirit stones, there were weapons, and the rings from Qin Bei and Duan Tianchou even contained cultivation methods and battle techniques unique to the Ziyang Sect and Wild Blade Sect!
The total count of spirit stones from all these rings actually amounted to fifty thousand!
After a small burst of excitement, he looked at the storage ring given to him by Sect Master Chu Tianxiong.
“Hm? This is… Myriad Swords Paying Homage Art?”
What captured his attention was a cultivation technique! The technique, condensed from Spiritual Energy, floated in mid-air, its runes flashing with an ancient aura.
“Legend says this is the most powerful sword art left behind by the founding ancestor of Myriad Sword Sect, and the only ones qualified to cultivate it are the successive Sect Masters!”
Lu Jin hadn’t expected Chu Tianxiong to give this sword art to him! Thinking back to the words Chu Tianxiong had spoken earlier, even though he hadn’t asked anything of him, all of Chu Tianxiong’s intentions seemed to become clear…
“The Sect Master’s righteousness is overwhelming, but I, Lu Jin, have my own matters to attend to.”
“The revenge for my Shizun must be carried out!”
“The revenge against Liu Ruyan and Yang Dianfeng for framing me must be carried out!”
After a moment of contemplation, Lu Jin scanned the other items in the storage ring. Aside from some healing pills, the Sect Master had actually left him a staggering thirty thousand spirit stones! This was even more than what his Shizun, Xuan Yangzi, had left him!
“This is…”
Lu Jin’s mood was quite complicated. He did not accept rewards without merit, yet now he had accepted such a heavy debt of kindness, leaving him deeply emotional.
“No matter what, I must first raise my strength; otherwise, everything is just empty talk!”
“But what is this list?”
A row of names, shimmering with spiritual light, appeared in his vision. Lu Jin frowned, pondering, but couldn’t figure out their meaning. He surmised that the items the Sect Master gave him must have been intentionally arranged. But he couldn’t guess the purpose of these names.
Kacha!
Just then, a bolt of lightning descended, making the entire Thunder Abyss tremble.
“Hahaha, come! Let the thunder come more fiercely!”
He wasted no more time, immediately sitting down cross-legged. A thousand spirit stones were channeled straight into the Coffin of Burying Heaven. Instantly, a ferocious aura surged around him, and the sixth Spirit Pearl in his body began to rapidly condense.
At the same time, the thunderclouds above the void converged. The previously scattered thunderclouds now frantically gathered above his head, the thunder snakes writhed, gradually transforming into enormous thunder dragons, their majestic might pressing down as if the world were ending!
After an unknown amount of time, the condensed thunder dragons began to descend toward the earth below. Bolt after bolt, dazzling and violently terrifying…
“Elder Luo, look!”
“Is that guy going through a Tribulation again?”
“It’s too terrifying! Even a Third-Grade Golden Core expert couldn’t withstand this thunder power!”
“Can someone in the Spirit Pearl summon a Thunder Tribulation? Unbelievable!”
“Less talk! Once the Ten Absolutes of the Poison Sword Array is complete, the power of its venom will be enough to kill him!”
NOTES
Zhang: A unit of length, roughly $3.33$ meters.
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