Decaying World

Chapter 200, 200 Wind Whispers II

"Elder." Bai Mingwei was somewhat resistant, but dared not move.

She quickly felt that hand slip inside her collar and begin to tease her sensitive areas.
Half an hour later.
Bai Mingwei slumped into the leather chair, put her clothes back on, and staggered out of the hall.

She never expected that she would be tricked by an elder when she came to report on the latest developments of the Benevolent Heart Sect.

The repression and anger in her heart made her want to go back and find some lower-level original blood to vent her frustration.

As for the roster? What roster?
She had long forgotten what she had treasured just half an hour ago.

After she left, the white-haired elder reappeared at the edge of the hall, holding the roster brought by Bai Mingwei, smiling slightly and rubbing his fingers together.

The roster was never even opened before it silently shattered, turning into countless fragments that scattered across the ground.

"What's wrong? Who made you angry again?"

A lazy female voice came from afar.

"It's nothing. It's just that a child I had my eye on was being interfered with, and someone was trying to disrupt my plans, so I came to deal with it ahead of schedule. It has nothing to do with your Extreme Desire Heaven," the white-haired man said casually.

"That's good. I knew it. Why did you Tai Su Yuan Pan come here for no reason?" The woman's tone softened slightly, and she said no more.

The white-haired man smiled and bowed slightly towards the eight elders of the Extreme Desire Heaven. Then, his figure flickered and disappeared from the spot.

A major upheaval within the Good Heart Sect was thus completely dissolved.

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Outer fog zone.

The sky was gray.

In the mist, Lin Hui grabbed Xia Si by the back of her collar with one hand and moved forward quickly.

The wind howled and swirled around the two of them, but before it could get close, it was parted by the surrounding wind and slid to the sides to reduce wind resistance.

Lin Hui was like a fish swimming in the sea, moving freely in the air currents generated by his high-speed movement, accelerating wildly.

The speed was terrifying for Xia Si, who dared not utter a word, lest she disturb Lin Hui and cause them to crash into something.

According to her estimation, if she were to collide with anything at that speed, even if she were born with an iron body, she would inevitably suffer severe injuries.

After all, even those with copper skin and iron bones have their limits.

Before long, before nightfall, the fog in front gradually thinned out.

A wide expanse of gray stone ruins came into view.

The ruins are located among rolling hills and mountains, some built at the foot of the mountain and stretching upwards.

Some only have dilapidated palace buildings on the mountaintop.

Some even floated directly in mid-air, supported by large, floating rocks at their bottom.

"This is the maze. This place is naturally fog-free, but it's extremely dangerous inside. Monsters generally don't want to go in on their own and will take a detour," Xia Si explained.

"why?"

"Because once you're inside, trying to get out is really... Don't be fooled by the maze's size; it's not the terrain that's confusing, it's your mind. Once you're inside, you'll completely lose your sense of direction. As my father said, everything in all directions will deviate at irregular intervals," Xia Si explained.

Lin Hui was somewhat tempted after hearing this.

The naturally fog-free zone, and this maze, aren't they natural isolation arrays? Once the Blood Seal has evolved, we'll try coming back here. If we can find a way to control this place, our future safe base will undoubtedly be secured.

The two wandered around the outskirts for a while before returning to the cave in Miyin Village after dark, where they rested for the night.

Lin Hui began to formally train Xia Si in the perfect version of the Seven-Section Fast Sword.

In one night, Xia Si skipped the seventh rank and reached the eighth rank of Body Tempering.

This guy is definitely not human.

Lin Hui felt increasingly emotional about this.

The next morning, the two set off on their journey back to Tu Yue.

It took two hours to return to Qingfeng Temple. Wang Hongshi arranged accommodation and food for Xia Si and added her to the list of disciples.

After completing his routine cultivation, he began taking his medicine daily and then searched through various channels for any new precious medicines to be delivered.

Xia Si, who had just arrived in the fog-free zone, did not mention the process of being helped by her senior brothers and sisters to adapt to city life.

time flies.

In this process of repeated cultivation and exploration, a year passed in the blink of an eye.
The evolution of the Nine Heavens Sect has changed from 48 to 39, but it still seems far from being completed.

However, Lin Hui's cultivation level had finally reached the sixth rank of the Typhoon Sword Technique. At the sixth rank, he could vaguely sense that the surrounding wind had a strange resonance, echoing a vast, unknown force from the outside world.

Just like human breathing.

Even the wind breathes.

The breakthrough to the sixth rank did not increase his speed, but it brought about a new change in his perception.

As Lin Hui experienced this resonance with the wind, he clearly felt his mental strength growing faster and his energy increasing. His progress in cultivating the Virtual Manifestation Technique also accelerated.

Clearly, what improved significantly during this stage was his mental strength.

This has always been his weakness.

The Virtual Manifestation Method has nine levels, requiring one to pass through eighteen thresholds: nine real and nine virtual. Ultimately, one can meet the entry requirements suitable for awakened superiors.

This gave Lin Hui new expectations for future developments. Perhaps he could also pretend to be a high-ranking influencer, or even directly embark on the path of dual cultivation. September 3792.

Just as Lin Hui's spirits were soaring.

Qingfeng Temple's industrial expansion has finally encountered a tough opponent.

As Lin Hui's background grew stronger, his potential transformed into real strength, making him increasingly powerful.

The expansion of Qingfeng Temple naturally followed, becoming an inevitable trend.

Starting from a dozen or so surrounding towns, the school gradually expanded, with more and more branch schools and more and more disciples. It also began to merge with various martial arts schools, and by 92, the area it covered had reached as many as thirty-five towns.

This coverage brought Lin Hui the benefit of a massive influx of profits, and he could easily collect all kinds of mental cultivation drugs and body tempering drugs. This was one of the factors that greatly accelerated the enhancement of his mental strength.

The expansion of their influence in the outer city meant that the elder brother and his group were increasingly likely to seek out Qingfeng Temple when they went out on business. Their interactions and ties became increasingly close.

Meanwhile, the Good Heart Sect is paying more and more attention to Lin Hui as his influence grows stronger.

Inside the council hall of Qingfeng Temple at this time.

Lin Hui's eyes widened slightly as he looked at the kind-hearted Dragon Princess who had come to his door.

"You mean, I'm now eligible to apply for a copy of the Evil Insect Codex?"

"Yes, your cultivation has stagnated. Although your combat strength is strong, your internal energy cultivation cannot advance any further, which is a great pity. Therefore, in order to enhance your survival ability and prevent our sect from losing control of this area of ​​the outer city, my suggestion is to fuse with the imitation Insect Codex to greatly increase your survivability," Long Ji said solemnly.

"Isn't there some way to break through the limit and improve my internal strength again?" Lin Hui frowned.

"No, because everything that was ever made was used up immediately." Long Ji shook her head.

"Well, I'll think about it first." Lin Hui frowned.

“Alright, there are plenty of spots anyway. There’s another matter. Recently, the Xuan Ying Sect did something big in the outer ring of the inner city. They lay in ambush for a year and successfully wiped out a mid-level Origin Blood Clan. Their strength and influence haven’t decreased much compared to before, which is a bit strange. It’s said that Xue Ying has already died, and the so-called Six Heroes of Xuan Ying are only at the level of a High Priest. Where did they get the strength to wipe out a mid-level Origin Blood Clan with a High Priest in charge?” Long Ji herself was also a bit puzzled.

“It is indeed a question. But this matter has nothing to do with us, right? The victims are only the original bloodline families,” Lin Hui said calmly.

"That's right, but combined with the previous mysterious deaths of former noble bloodlines and multiple incidents, the Moon Tower is already extremely angry. This time is the trigger. The Moon Tower has established an emergency investigation team, the same lineup as last time, led by the three Palace Masters, to thoroughly eliminate all hidden dangers and troubles. So you must be careful during this period and not miss any clues," the Dragon Princess instructed.

"Understood." Lin Hui nodded.

After seeing Long Ji off.

Before he could return to the backyard to cultivate, he stopped and turned back to look at the spot where Long Ji had just sat.

The person there had suddenly changed.

"Master, it's been a long time. How have you been?" Tao Xuehai, wearing a black eagle mask, dressed in a black robe, and carrying a long sword, bowed to Lin Hui.

More than a year has passed, and Tao Xuehai's changes are like heaven and earth.

The previous naivety has completely disappeared, leaving only a temperament that is a mixture of gloom, sharpness, and incisiveness.

"It seems you've improved your swordsmanship." Lin Hui could tell from Tao Xuehai's demeanor that he hadn't been slacking off lately.

"The Gale Sword Technique has reached the limit of body tempering. Master, I am indeed practicing swordsmanship with my life on the line," Tao Xuehai said softly.

"Huh? So fast?!" Lin Hui frowned.

Back then, Tao Xuehai struggled even to grasp the basics of the Gale Sword Technique. How could he have leaped so many levels in just one year, reaching the ninth rank of Body Tempering? This is abnormal.

But his opponent's Gale Sword style was completely different from his. Although they shared the same name, their swordplay styles were entirely different.

The initial sword technique is like a seed; what kind of tree it grows depends on the nutrients it absorbs.

“My situation is somewhat special,” Tao Xuehai said with a slight smile. “The Xuan Ying Sect has a secret technique that allows one to exchange lifespan for training speed. I used it, and the effect was excellent.”

"Why do you have to do this?" Lin Hui paused, then sighed.

"This disciple can't wait any longer. There isn't that much time. If I were to cultivate my swordsmanship normally, there would be absolutely no way I could achieve perfect body tempering before the age of sixty. But now, with the Gale Sword Technique at the limit of body tempering, coupled with the power passed down from the previous sect master, my cultivation has greatly increased. Some peripheral plans are now worth trying."

With a wave of his hand, Tao Xuehai produced a square box made of emerald green jade on the table.

"These are some precious medicines that I recently acquired. Perhaps you need some, Master. Please accept them. Next, I would like to ask you for instruction in the Typhoon Sword Technique."

Lin Hui remained silent.

He had completed the Gale Sword Technique in just one year, which was beyond his expectations.

He knew very well that if he could master a martial art like the Gale Sword Technique to its limit, he could easily gain the strength to fight a priest, even if the opponent was not the host of the Blood Seal and there were no special effects.

Tao Xuehai claimed that he had received the power passed down from the previous sect leader and had also used some kind of secret technique that consumed lifespan.

Looking at the jade box, Lin Hui sighed.

"The Typhoon Sword Technique is a hundred times more difficult than a gale. You can give it a try, but if you can't do it, don't force it."

"Good!" Tao Xuehai said confidently. He believed that with his special secret techniques and the sect leader's instruction, no sword technique could stump him.
More than ten minutes later.

A figure walked out of the council hall, looking lost and dejected, and disappeared in a flash.

Lin Hui sat in the hall, looking helpless.

The difference between Typhoon Sword Technique and Gale is like heaven and earth. If he hadn't been infused with the Blood Seal, he would have been hopeless even at the very beginning.

Tao Xuehai's failure was expected.

But what worried him wasn't these things, but rather that Tao Xuehai seemed to have an inexplicable aura about him this time.

(End of this chapter)