Decaying World

Chapter 134, Part 134 (Thanks to the Great Demon King Alliance Leader Xie Chuichui)

Lin Hui appeared before the statue, looking up at the strange goddess statue.

"Can we make a deal? Can you remove the gaze from me?" He tried to communicate with the statue to see if he could.

Anyway, there are all sorts of strange and supernatural things in this world, maybe this statue can communicate with them? Otherwise, why would these people, who are so powerful, be so honest in worshipping the statue?

The idol showed no reaction.

"If you don't lift the ban, don't blame me for taking action," he said again.

The statue remained motionless, and the state of the bloodstain was also unchanged.

laugh!
The next instant, the entire statue was split in two, cut in half at the waist.

The heavy upper half of the stone statue slowly slid, tilted, and finally crashed heavily onto the cave floor.

Swish!
Lin Hui swung his sword again, cutting the statue made of unknown materials into numerous small pieces.

After doing all this, he quickly searched the corpses, threw them all out of the cave, and then swiftly withdrew from the cave.

As for the amethyst, there were more than ten boxes of it, more than he could carry in one trip. These amethysts could greatly enhance the speed of body tempering and internal energy cultivation, making them top-notch cultivation resources. They must all be stored away for his own use.

Lin Hui secretly returned to Qingfeng Temple with two boxes, and quickly ran back and forth several times to the Amethyst Ruins to move the amethyst.

On this trip, he didn't encounter any opponents at the level of high priests or great priests, which was lucky. However, being entangled by the gaze of that so-called Mist God caused his speed to drop by about half, which was somewhat of a loss.

Fortunately, a few days after returning, Lin Hui discovered that whenever he circulated his internal energy, he could alleviate some of the speed reduction caused by the Mist God's gaze.

After running like this for a month, the troublesome slowdown slowly disappeared, but the gaze of the Mist God was still in the Blood Seal's notification bar, showing no sign of disappearing.

'What if the Mist God suddenly slows me down again in any situation I encounter in the future? And then causes trouble at a crucial moment? I'd be doomed!'

In the courtyard of Qingfeng Temple's residence, Lin Hui frowned, his mood sour.

Although the deceleration was removed, he had only cleared out the Amethyst Ruins, which was originally discovered by his own disciples. However, someone else took over the site, and as a result, he was tainted with such a troublesome negative status.

Fortunately, things haven't been all bad lately. With the acceleration of the amethyst, his final body tempering was completely completed at around 6 a.m. this morning.

With this, the ninth-grade body tempering of the Gale Sword Technique is complete.

And the special effects surrounding the wind truly began to take effect.

Thinking of this, Lin Hui felt a little better.

He reached out his hand, silently activating special effects in his mind: a surrounding wind.

Instantly, a faint, transparent aura appeared around his palm.

This airflow may seem weak, but its effect is actually very strong.

It's like an invisible, transparent film that completely isolates your skin from the outside world.

Lin Hui reached out and pressed his hand down on the ground.

puff!
Instantly, the fallen leaves and pebbles on the ground were forcibly pushed aside by the invisible, swirling wind, and even so, Lin Hui felt as if his hand hadn't touched the ground at all. Instead, it felt like he had touched a soft yet resilient, invisible cushion.

He tried to apply more force, but still couldn't touch the ground.

He increased his strength, continuously increasing it, until finally even his internal energy was used.

The ground was also pressed into a clear indentation. Only then could one barely touch the cold floor tiles.

'It's like having an invisible armor around me, with pretty good defensive capabilities. It also subtly enhances my senses.'

This special effect compensates for his current lack of defense and also enhances his perception to some extent.

And most importantly, this special effect is continuously enhanced as his control over the airflow and wind force increases.

Simply put, this is a magical effect that can continuously grow. And once activated, it can be maintained automatically without any cost.

'Body tempering complete, Gale Sword Technique training finished. Next up, Typhoon Sword Technique.'

Lin Hui's anticipation had finally reached its peak.

He closed his eyes and used his mind to access the Typhoon Sword Technique section of the Blood Seal.

Instantly, countless familiar memories, memories of practicing the Typhoon Sword Technique, flooded his mind.

Then, naturally, Lin Hui circulated his internal energy, creating and condensing nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine tiny vortexes simultaneously within his body with an exaggerated level of precision that ordinary people could not even imagine.

All the cyclones rotate in the same direction, as if they were drawing upon an immense and intangible force from the outside world.

call.
In an instant, an invisible current of air spread out from Lin Hui, affecting a radius of 300 meters around him.

Most of the mansion was affected by this airflow.

The airflow initially moves slowly, rotating gently. But as time goes on, the rotation speed increases and becomes more rapid.

Gradually, the sound of howling wind began to emanate from some of the corridor entrances.

This effect is not as exaggerated, rapid, or explosive as a gale.

But there was an undeniable, inescapable, overwhelming force of destiny about it.

A moment later, Lin Hui slowly drew his sword and began to practice the basic moves of the Typhoon Sword Technique, one move at a time. Similar to the perfect version of the Gentle Breeze Sword Technique, the sword moves of the Typhoon Sword Technique carried a more alluring influence. Rather than wielding a sword, it was more like stirring up some kind of terrifying atmospheric cyclone that was brewing.

"This is a sword technique not aimed at people, but at the weather. It uses the sword and internal energy to plan the climate until the desired effect is achieved. This is the essence of the Typhoon Sword Technique. It's more like a simulation of natural disasters."

Lin Hui only realized the true nature of this sword technique when he actually started practicing it. Before, he hadn't completed his body tempering, and every time he practiced it, he would experience excruciating pain from internal tearing injuries, so he had never tried it before.

And now.
He finally got the hang of it and gained firsthand experience.

'The only problem is that practicing swordsmanship is too noisy.' Lin Hui stopped practicing, feeling the partially formed vortex around him, and sighed inwardly.

If he continued training, he suspected that an atmospheric cyclone several hundred meters in diameter might actually form around him.

This size is obviously much smaller than a real typhoon.

The problem is, he's only just begun tempering his body. If he were to temper his body to the ninth rank, how large would the resulting vortex be?
Lin Hui himself dared not even think about it.

'This sword technique primarily aims to create a wind domain that one can completely control, suppressing all enemies of a certain strength, impervious to group attacks, and weakening higher-level enemies stronger than oneself. I wonder how this differs from the approach of a high-level martial artist?'

With this in mind, Lin Hui once again felt the urge to go and see the inner city.

The outer city is still too weak and too small.
In addition, the God of Mist should also inquire with his elder brother about the situation and see if there has been any resolution.

Just as he was thinking about the next steps, a disciple's voice came from the courtyard entrance.

"Master, a Miss Han Xiaoyue from the inner city has come to visit, saying she is your friend. She is currently waiting in the council hall."

'Han Xiaoyue? What's she doing here?' Lin Hui's heart skipped a beat. 'I know, you can go now.'

"Yes."

With a flash, Lin Hui lightly leaped over the wall, passed through the corridor in a second, and stood at the entrance of the council hall.

As his body tempering became stronger, his speed also increased.

He also increasingly felt that at this point, it would be increasingly difficult to increase the speed even slightly.

The surrounding air had become the biggest obstacle preventing him from accelerating.

After standing still, I pushed open the door and entered. I saw Han Xiaoyue standing in front of the landscape painting, appreciating the not-so-beautiful ink painting in the same posture that previous guests had used.

"You came?"

Han Xiaoyue still wore a veil to cover the ugliness on her face. This time, her figure was genuine; her chest was slightly curvy, but her waist and hips were full and her legs were long. As the air blew, it occasionally blew open the slits on the side of her white dress, revealing her smooth and delicate legs like jade.

"What brings you here today? Is there something you need?" Lin Hui entered the room, closed the door behind him, and vanished in a flash. The next second, he reappeared on the armchair, sat down, and looked up at Han Xiaoyue.

"Be careful of Qinghe Sect lately," Han Xiaoyue said. "Their people from the inner city are constantly going out, seemingly investigating something. This force has a strong foundation and a deep background. They are a tool for some big shots in the inner city to make money. Don't mess with them."

"Did you come here specifically to remind me?" Lin Hui narrowed his eyes. He mentally checked again to make sure he had taken all the amethyst crystals, and that the traces of the murder and the corpse had been cleaned up very well, thrown into the night fog, to be eaten and taken away by some unknown monster.

"I suppose so. There's another matter. Someone is trying to set a trap for your elder brother, Liu Wujun, and you should tell him not to go to the Naiyun Mountain Ruins recently," Han Xiaoyue said softly.

"I understand about the Naiyun Mountain ruins. Thank you, Miss Han. I'll go remind my brother right away." Lin Hui's expression changed slightly. Although they hadn't known each other for long, given Han Xiaoyue's personality, the matter that would make her personally come to remind him was definitely several times more serious than her outward attitude.

"Okay, that's all. I'm going back now." Han Xiaoyue said calmly as she turned and left.

"Please wait a moment," Lin Hui quickly called out to the other party. "Since you're already here, why don't I show you some hospitality?"

"You mean eating?" Han Xiaoyue asked.

"No, I mean, I have a good place where we can cultivate together," Lin Hui said honestly.

"..." Han Xiaoyue was taken aback, then smiled gently. "Okay." She replied softly.

“Then wait a moment, I’ll go to the inner city to remind my brother, and then I’ll be right back. At my speed, unless I can’t find the person, I should be able to make a round trip within an hour,” Lin Hui said earnestly.

"Okay!" Han Xiaoyue nodded, then walked to a chair and sat down, closed her eyes, and a cold aura once again surrounded her. She actually began to cultivate.

Lin Hui felt a slight sense of admiration; such composure, capable of cultivating anytime and anywhere, was something he could learn from.

He got up, checked the city entry permit he was carrying, and was about to leave.

"Wait, there seems to be something on you? It's the aura of the Mist God!" Han Xiaoyue suddenly opened her eyes and spoke.

"Yes," Lin Hui was taken aback. He knew that the other party was a noble lady from the inner city who was knowledgeable and experienced. Since he had been recognized, he recounted in detail how he went to the foggy area outside, how he was lucky enough to find an abandoned ruin, and how he saw a very large statue inside.

Of course, there was no one in the ruins. He was just lucky to find the treasure. In Lin Hui's story, he did nothing but was provoked and targeted by the Mist God. He was completely innocent.

"The problem with the Mist God's gaze isn't too serious. It's a negative effect based on the statue. Since you destroyed the statue, it will disappear quickly, lasting about six months. During these six months, avoid getting close to the same statue, and you won't be slowed down again. If you experience slowdown again, look around for any statues that might exist, because the influence of those statues is limited. If they can affect you, there must be a fixed statue nearby that's applying the effect."

Han Xiaoyue explained that she seemed to know and understand everything.

"I see. As long as there are no statues around, I won't be affected, right?" Lin Hui suddenly realized.

"You could say that," Han Xiaoyue nodded.

"Thank you for explaining. This kind of information must be very valuable. You just told me directly. Is that alright?" Lin Hui said gratefully.

"It's okay, I have no family anymore, and no one can take care of me," Han Xiaoyue said calmly.

(End of this chapter)