C6 Sword Technique like a God

Finally, Lin Feng followed the Outer Sect steward and was issued several sets of Outer Sect disciple robes, along with a standard long sword.

After getting Lin Feng settled in, Elder Nanfeng took his leave. His role was simply to make recommendations; he wasn't one to overstep in other matters.

The fact that he personally attended to Lin Feng today was quite an honor. Of course, Elder Nanfeng recognized Lin Feng's potential to advance to the inner sect and possibly have a boundless future.

It was a strategic move to foster a good relationship early on.

Lin Feng was assigned to a modest courtyard that had all the essential living amenities. A small wooden hut served as the main bedroom, and there was a little shed for a kitchen, complete with a vegetable patch.

All Outer Sect disciples were at the Qi Sea realm and thus had their daily needs, including meals. They had the option to cook for themselves or eat at the communal Outer Sect dining hall.

However, the communal meals were rather plain and lacked any indulgence.

Those who could afford to often chose to cook their own meals.

Lin Feng found a spot to sit and focus on his primary objective: waiting for the inner sect examination. For now, his main task was to continue his cultivation.

Having joined the Sunfire Order, he could immediately sense a significant increase in the density of the surrounding spiritual energy compared to his time with the Lin Family, confirming that his decision to come here was the right one.

Cultivating here promised to be at least three times faster than at his family home.

As he was about to immerse himself in cultivation, a noisy commotion from outside interrupted him. Lin Feng's brow furrowed as he turned his attention to the courtyard's wooden gate.

Crash!

The gate was kicked open, and several young men around his age entered. The leader, a slender youth with a gaunt face, was brandishing a finely crafted long sword, clearly not the standard issue for an Outer Sect disciple.

"Kid, you're new here, right? Do you know the rules of the Outer Sect?" the youth with the exquisite sword challenged with a cocky demeanor.

Lin Feng sized him up briefly, noting that this person's gear, and even his attitude, set him apart from the rest.

"Oh, what rules? I'd like to hear them," Lin Feng inquired.

A short, monkey-like individual standing beside the youth piped up with a sneer.

"All of you newcomers, the first order of business upon arriving at our doorstep is to kowtow three times to our esteemed Senior Brother Zhang Tian as a sign of respect. Additionally, when the monthly tributes are distributed, you must offer up a portion as a token of filial piety to our Senior Brother Zhang."

After the short man finished his declaration, he shot a piercing glare at Lin Feng.

"Come on, get on with it. Kowtow."

Lin Feng's residence, though secluded, was surrounded by several dozen households, all members of the Outer Sect, much like Lin Feng himself.

The noise from Lin Feng's home drew the neighbors outside, curious to see what was happening. Recognizing Zhang Tian and his group, they sighed and shook their heads in empathy, having experienced similar bullying when they were new.

In the harsh world of cultivation, it was a common tale of the strong preying on the weak. Zhang Tian was known not only for his considerable strength within the Outer Sect, ranking in the upper echelons with his sixth level of Qi Sea prowess but also for having a formidable sister at the eighth level of Qi Sea, who was on the cusp of advancing to the inner sect that month.

With such backing, Zhang Tian swaggered through the Outer Sect with impunity, leaving those he bullied seething in silence, powerless to retaliate.

Zhang Tian, smugness etched across his face, sneered at Lin Feng.

"Are you deaf or something? Get over here and kowtow to me, got it?" he barked.

Lin Feng's irritation flared at the insolence of this ignorant youth daring to be so brazen in his presence.

"Scram!" he retorted sharply, not holding back.

The crowd was momentarily taken aback. It was rare for a newcomer to the Outer Sect to show such defiance, as most would be polite before losing their temper.

This was the first time they had witnessed such a blunt and confrontational response right from the start.

The bystanders outside shook their heads in disbelief, murmuring among themselves that this young man was done for. To provoke Zhang Tian was to seal one's fate; if he didn't end up dead, he'd certainly be left broken.

Zhang Tian, however, didn't react with anger but with laughter. It had been quite some time since he'd encountered such a bold and foolish youth. His hands had been itching for a fight these past few days, and Lin Feng seemed like the perfect target to satisfy that itch.

"Seems like you're in need of a lesson. Fine, I'll teach you what rules are all about."

Zhang Tian's face twisted into a malicious sneer as he drew his long sword.

The onlookers quickly realized that Zhang Tian intended to handle the matter personally and stepped aside. It was at this moment that a dark figure rushed forward.

Caught off guard, Zhang Tian barely had time to look up before Lin Feng was standing right before him.

Startled by Lin Feng's incredible speed, he was about to react when...

Bang!

Lin Feng's foot slammed into his abdomen, sending Zhang Tian reeling as if struck by a rampaging bull.

He bent backward and flew through the air like a loosed arrow.

Boom!

Zhang Tian crashed into the courtyard wall, shattering it.

"Ah!"

He let out a scream, a stabbing pain radiating from his belly as if he'd been impaled by a knife.

The bystanders were utterly astounded.

This newcomer had actually struck, and it was a knockout blow!

Zhang Tian, a Sixth Heaven master of the Qi Sea, was a notable figure in the Outer Sect, even without his sister's backing.

Yet, he was sent flying by a kick from a novice. This new guy was not to be trifled with.

"Brother Zhang, are you okay?"

"Brother Zhang, what's wrong?"

Zhang Tian's entourage was the quickest to react, rushing over to the rubble to help him up.

Grimacing in pain and clutching his stomach, Zhang Tian struggled to stand upright. His glare at Lin Feng was filled with fiery rage.

"Son of a... How dare you ambush me? I'll kill you for this!"

Humiliated and furious, Zhang Tian shrugged off his followers, his sixth-level Qi Sea aura bursting forth as he bellowed.

"Graceful Movement!"

Lin Feng just shook his head. If not for Elder Nanfeng's repeated cautions about not killing needlessly if he wanted to remain in the Sunfire Order, Zhang Tian would already be dead.

"You have the audacity to flaunt your flawed swordsmanship before me? Very well, if I don't crush your spirit today, you might just push me to murderous intent."

With that, Lin Feng rose to his feet, his sword flashing from its sheath.

Zhang Tian was about to unleash his sword technique when a burst of rainbow light surged toward him, the lethal intent within nearly scaring his soul out of his body.

He swiftly drew his sword to defend himself.

Clang!

Zhang Tian's sword was cleaved in two, and his clothing was riddled with innumerable slashes, as if it had been struck by hundreds of blades.

Everyone present gasped in shock. What had just happened? The sword Zhang Tian wielded was no ordinary blade, but a true spiritual sword, a recent birthday gift from his elder sister.

This spiritual sword was worth more than a few spirit stones; it could slice through iron as if it were clay and leave a rock's surface smooth and even after cutting, without sustaining any damage. It was far superior to any common iron sword.

How then could Lin Feng's ordinary iron sword have severed it?

What was even more baffling was that Zhang Tian had employed the Shocking Swan Sword Style, a high-level technique among those practiced in the Outer Sect.

Yet, his technique failed to withstand a single strike from Lin Feng. Who exactly was Lin Feng?

Zhang Tian sat on the ground, stunned, as the situation had clearly exceeded his expectations.

He stared at the remnants of his broken sword, seething with anger. This was a gift from his sister, and now it was ruined by this scoundrel.

"You... You jerk! You've offended me, and by doing so, you've offended my sister. Just wait for your doom right here."

With those words, Zhang Tian scrambled to his feet and left, albeit in a disheveled manner. He wasn't foolish; he knew he was no match for this newcomer.

But fear was not in his vocabulary, for he had a powerful ally in his sister.

His sister had always cherished him dearly, and if anyone ever wronged him, she wouldn't hesitate to pursue and punish the offender.

Now, this newcomer had not only humiliated him publicly but also broken the spiritual sword his sister had given him. Such a deep grudge would undoubtedly compel his sister to seek vengeance on his behalf.

Once Zhang Tian and his companions had departed, a well-meaning Outer Sect disciple approached Lin Feng in his courtyard with a word of caution.

"Brother, you've proven yourself to be formidable, but Zhang Tian is not someone to be trifled with. Her sister is not only a force to be reckoned with, but she's also caught the eye of a Golden Core Stage elder from the Inner Sect. Do you think you'll be able to live peacefully in the sect after crossing her?"

"Exactly, a smart man knows better than to take a loss head-on. I bet Zhang Tian has called on his sister for backup. Just apologize and bow your head when the time comes. We're all disciples of the Sunfire Order; they wouldn't dare to actually kill you."

Lin Feng offered a cold smile, disregarding the well-intentioned advice from the others. He closed his eyes to meditate and began his cultivation practice.

Seeing that he was unresponsive to their counsel, the others shook their heads and dispersed, some feeling resentment toward Lin Feng.

They thought to themselves that despite their friendly warning, he showed no gratitude. They were curious to see how he would handle the situation once Zhang Tian's sister got involved.

Meanwhile, Zhang Tian hurried to his sister's place. His sister, Ling'er, was practicing her swordsmanship in the woods not far from her home.

Lately, she had hit a wall with her Shocking Swan Sword Technique and couldn't make any progress.

The Shocking Swan Sword Technique was uncommon in the Outer Sect, yet it was a foundational technique in the Inner Sect, consisting of seven layers of sword intent, each adding a layer of rainbow-colored sword qi when mastered.

Those who could master the technique to Great Completion could produce a dazzling, powerful rainbow light with a single strike.

Ling'er had been stuck on the third layer and was frustrated by her inability to advance, especially since she knew that even the weakest Inner Sect disciple had reached the fourth layer.

With less than half a month until the Inner Sect Assessment, a breakthrough could significantly boost her chances of advancement.

As she pondered her dilemma, Zhang Tian came running up in a panic.

"Sister, you have to avenge me—I was nearly killed!"

Upon seeing Ling'er, Zhang Tian broke down in tears, dramatically recounting his ordeal.

Ling'er was startled and quickly checked her brother for injuries. Relieved to find him unharmed, she grew furious.

"Who would dare to bully my brother? Are they asking for death?"

Ling'er and her brother had been each other's sole support since childhood. Her brother was her only family, and she cherished him deeply, always going above and beyond to ensure he never faced the slightest hardship.

Upon seeing his sister's reaction, Zhang Tian's heart swelled with joy, convinced that his plan was coming to fruition. He eagerly embellished the story of Lin Feng, careful not to mention his own role in instigating the trouble. He was well aware that while Ling'er was fond of him, she had little tolerance for his mischief.

Ling'er listened intently to her brother's account, particularly astonished by the part about the newcomer unleashing a sword qi bursting with a rainbow of colors. How was it possible for someone to master the highest form of the Elegant Sword Style right after joining the Sunfire Order? The technique wasn't the most extraordinary in the world, but it was exclusive to their sect and unheard of elsewhere.

The puzzle baffled Ling'er, but then a thought struck her—if this Lin Feng had truly grasped the Elegant Seven Stances, perhaps she could learn from him and advance her own skills.

With this in mind, she turned to her brother and urged, "Take me to him at once. I want to see this person for myself."

Zhang Tian's delight was palpable; seeking his sister's help for retribution was precisely why he had come to her. "Alright, let's go now," he agreed, while inwardly smirking with malice. 'You're in for it now,' he thought to himself.

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