C6 The Incident in the Martial Arts Pavilion

On the bed, Lin Fan's eyes were closed, his hands forming a posture of cultivation as strands of spiritual energy slowly entered Lin Fan's body. His chest moved up and down. As his breath came in and out, his faintly discernable breath appeared extremely uniform.

The sunlight from outside the window fell on Lin Fan's innocent face. The warm air forced Lin Fan to stop cultivating. As he lazily stretched his waist, a series of cracking sounds came from between his bones. Feeling the change in power, Lin Fan's lips curled up slightly.

"Five strands of spiritual energy are indeed not ordinary. It's time to find a martial skill for cultivation." Lin Fan jumped down from the bed, moving his neck from left to right, stretching his muscles and bones as he headed towards the door.

In the continent of spiritual energy, the path of cultivation was dominated by spiritual energy. Corresponding to that was the cultivation of martial skills. Martial skills, on the other hand, were extremely rare in the continent. In the vast Lin Clan, there were many medicines, but martial skills were pitifully few. The only thing that Lin Zhannan used was his low-grade Profound Rank martial skill, Wild Lion Roar.

As for other cultivators having a low-grade yellow-rank martial skill was already not bad. In the continent of spiritual power, martial skills were divided into four stages, Sky, Earth, Profound, and Yellow. In each stage, according to the degree of strength of the martial skill, it was divided into upper, middle, and lower ranks.

Of course, if a cultivator who cultivated at the same level had a Superior Grade Yellow Ranked Martial Technique, he would definitely be several times stronger than an Inferior Grade Yellow Ranked Martial Technique. In the continent of spiritual power, although the cultivation of spiritual power was important, the practice of martial skills was also essential.

However, due to the scarcity of martial skills, cultivators on the continent would often join a force for a low rank martial skill. In short, martial skills were extremely important on the continent.

Pushing open the door, Lin Fan headed towards the family's Martial Skill Pavilion. Although martial skills were hard to find, within some big powers, there were still some private items. Of course, clans like the Lin Clan, which had developed for hundreds of years, also possessed some low rank Martial Skills.

Along the way, Lin Fan met many clan members, but their eyes were filled with contempt. A person without any talent for cultivation was not respected in the continent.

"Haha, are these people all so powerful?" Lin Fan couldn't help but feel a bit sad, but he was also naturally happy and ignored the clansmen that passed by. However, Lin Fan knew that if he was not the son of the clan leader or the disciple of Old Mo, he would be in the clan's business by now.

Smiling bitterly, Lin Fan shook his head and headed towards the Martial Skill Pavilion. As the name implied, the Martial Skill Building was the Lin Clan's place to collect Martial Skills. Lin Fan placed his hands behind his back and looked at the vermilion, gilded words: Martial Skill Pavilion. Immediately, he looked towards the arena in front of the Martial Skill Pavilion.

On the arena, many of the Lin Clan juniors were practicing their martial skills. A young girl around fifteen years old, wearing a blue dress, released a series of martial skills from her hands as if they were flowing water. Following the young girl's shout, layers of dust were stirred up in the arena before the young girl. In the blink of an eye, a few large pits appeared in front of the young girl.

On the other side of the arena, there were groups of youths that were all coaching each other. During this period of time, they appeared to be extremely harmonious. Seeing the scene in front of him, Lin Fan also strode towards the Martial Skill Pavilion.

When Lin Fan arrived, he welcomed the attention of the surrounding youngsters. However, Lin Fan completely ignored this look of contempt. Lin Fan stepped on the stone floor, and the moment his left foot entered the Martial Skill Pavilion, the ground began to tremble.

Lin Fan quickly retracted his left foot, his body swaying from head to toe as if the Martial Skill Pavilion was about to collapse at any moment. The Lin Clan juniors who had been watching Lin Fan also stood at their original spots, hoping to stabilize their bodies. However, the ground was shaking too much, and even with the support of spirit energy, it was still difficult to support his body.

"What's wrong? "What's going on?" The surrounding Lin Clan juniors began to panic. Lin Fan frowned slightly. This feeling of dizziness made it hard for him to hold on even if he had only three units of spiritual energy.

"No, there seems to be something underneath?" His superior sensitivity made Lin Fan feel as if this tremble was not by chance. In the dark, it seemed that there was a massive object in front of Martial Arts Master. Although Lin Fan was only at the third stage of martial arts, after three years of studying on the Dragon Soul Cauldron, Lin Fan's spiritual will had become quite strong.

In the main hall of the Lin Clan, there were carved pillars, fish, birds and beasts, simple and unadorned. Sitting in the main hall. It was Lin Fan's father, the head of the Lin Clan, Lin Zhannan. Below Lin Zhannan, five old men sat in an orderly fashion.

Lin Zhannan held the teacup in his hand as he felt the ground tremble. The teacup in his hand overflowed with hot water and sprayed on the ground. Eh? "What's going on?" As expected of Lin Zhannan, even in the face of such a situation, he was still able to calmly scan the Elders below. Who could possibly have such a state of mind? A trace of worry could be seen between his brows. However, it was evident that Lin Zhannan was feeling a trace of unease in his heart. Soon after, as the cup fell, he quickly restrained himself.

"Where did this vibration come from?" A burst of sonorous and forceful words were extremely majestic in the hall. As his words echoed through the air, a member of the Lin Clan instantly rushed in through the main gate.

"Patriarch, the vibration came from the Martial Skill Pavilion. Young Master Lin is there as well."

"Ah?" What? What exactly is going on? " Lin Zhannan immediately used his Spiritual Sense to check for any unforeseen events within the Martial Skill Pavilion. Then, a strand of Spirit Sense from a Great Spirit Master started to search the Martial Skill Pavilion. However, Lin Zhannan's frown deepened. However, in the Martial Skill Pavilion, he did not discover any changes. Just as Lin Zhannan was about to withdraw his Spiritual Sense, a furious roar resounded through the area, causing Lin Zhannan's Spiritual Sense to dissipate.

Puff! He spat out a mouthful of blood. At this moment, it was difficult for Lin Zhannan to maintain his calm. As he gently tapped the table with his palm, his body trembled as he wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth. The aura of a Great Spirit Master instantly erupted and his aura was still extraordinary. "Oh no, there's something inside the Martial Skill Pavilion."

"Something? Martial Skill Pavilion? Could it be the item recorded in the ancient book? " An elder of the Lin Clan was recently cleaning up the ancestral shrines of the Lin Clan when he saw an ancient manual stating that there was a beast king sealed within the clan. The exact location was right below the Martial Skill Building. Immediately, that elder probed.

As this elder spoke, the large hall instantly became extremely noisy. How could these elders not know about the item recorded in the Lin Clan's ancient books? However, the news of the explosion was a bit too shocking.

"That thing?" It can't be, isn't that thing sealed? Furthermore, didn't the ancient texts say that that thing had already fallen? " The Great Elder, who was seated on Lin Zhannan's right, also stood up. His aged face was filled with shock. From the looks of the Great Elder's aura, he was not weaker than Lin Zhannan.

"Patriarch, we need to hurry over as soon as possible. If that thing really comes out, I'm sure there will be a lot of people paying attention to it." The Great Elder hurriedly said. The few inches long white brows above his eyes, perhaps because of the unstable aura within his body, flew up slightly.

"Grand Elder is right." Lin Zhannan narrowed his eyes. His expression was extremely deep. It was recorded in the ancient records of the Lin Clan that there was an ancient beast king sealed within the clan. According to rumours, in the Lin Clan's ancient records, the ancient beast king had already fallen. Why would it appear again now?