The Unparalleled Sword Emperor Chapter 2 - 2 2 Devouring Sword Spirit

Back at home.

From the edge to the pommel, Lin Bai's Sword Martial Soul was pitch-black like ink.

It resembled something forged from shadowy essence.

“Sword Martial Soul, that's pretty good.

I just love practicing with swords!”

After a brief letdown, Lin Bai's determination surged back.

Even possessing a Yellow Level First Grade Martial Soul, success in martial arts relied on persistent effort.

Lin Bai was convinced that with a Yellow Level First Grade Martial Soul, relentless hard work would allow him to achieve greatness.

“The Devouring Sword Spirit!

Nothing under heaven can't be devoured, nothing can't be cut through!”

“Though it's a Yellow Level First Grade Martial Soul, its potential eclipses even a God-level Martial Soul!”

“By consuming the vital essence of demon beasts, it can advance its own cultivation level.”

As Lin Bai focused on bonding with his Martial Soul, an explanation suddenly appeared on the Sword Martial Soul.

These three straightforward lines shocked Lin Bai completely!

“So my Martial Soul isn't just any ordinary Sword Martial Soul—it's a Devouring Sword Soul that boosts cultivation swiftly by devouring life force from demon beasts!”

“Hahaha, there's always a path forward!”

“Lin Zi’er, you never imagined this, right?

The Yellow Level First Grade Martial Soul you mocked and despised is actually a Devouring Sword Soul rivaling a God-level one!”

“Just wait, I'll make everyone who ridiculed me regret it!”

For three full days, Lin Bai examined the Devouring Sword Spirit thoroughly.

In those three days, he swallowed numerous Elixir Pills as well.

The Devouring Sword Spirit enabled him to absorb every bit of power from those Elixir Pills perfectly.

Lin Bai's Martial Realm had advanced to the third level of Martial Arts.

“In merely three days, the Devouring Sword Spirit propelled me to the third level of Martial Arts.”

“It truly matches the prowess of a God-level Martial Soul!”

Lin Bai beamed with joy: “Now that I've awakened my Martial Soul, as my father said, I can claim the cultivation resources he prepared for me.”

“Once I obtain my father's cultivation resources, I'll hunt for demon blood to feed the Devouring Sword Spirit.

Combining Elixir Pills and demon blood, my cultivation will skyrocket!”

Before departing Lingxi City, Lin Duo had deposited a large stock of cultivation resources with the Lin Family.

He ordered them to hand these over to Lin Bai upon his Martial Soul awakening at sixteen.

These resources sufficed for training up to the Heaven Martial Stage!

The Martial Realm divisions ran strictly from lowest to highest: nine levels of Martial Arts, True Martial Realm, Xuanwu Realm, Earth Martial Realm, Heaven Martial Realm, Divine Elixir Realm!

Outside the Elder Pavilion.

Notified by a disciple, Lin Bai entered the Elder Pavilion.

Inside, the elders sat watching Lin Bai with mocking amusement.

“Lin Bai, I heard your Martial Soul awakening didn't go well.

Even my son Lin Xuan outdid you.

Hahaha, still, don't get downhearted.

Martial arts demand diligence and perseverance.”

Lintai Heng, one of the Lin Family elders, chuckled as he spoke.

His son Lin Xuan's Yellow Level Sixth Grade awakening had earned him prestige in both the Elder Pavilion and Lingxi City.

“Yes, Lin Bai, stay encouraged.

Though my daughter awakened a Yellow Level Ninth Grade—seven or eight grades above yours—with enough effort, I believe you'll succeed.”

Another elder, Lin Tianhai, added with a grin.

Lin Tianhai's daughter, Lin Shan, had awakened her Martial Soul together with Lin Bai.

Lin Bai inwardly sneered at these elders.

These peers of his father had long been eclipsed by Lin Duo's overwhelming talent, leaving them in obscurity.

Now with Lin Duo vanished and Lin Bai labeled a waste, they seized the chance to belittle him and regain some relevance.

Most tragic was their ignorance—Lin Bai's Martial Soul outclassed their Mysterious Level and Earth Level ones by far!

After sneering, Lin Bai smiled and replied, “Thank you for your concern, elders.

My Yellow Level First Grade Martial talent hasn't made me abandon martial arts.

I'm here in the Elder Pavilion today to collect what my father left behind.”

“What thing?” An elder feigned ignorance and inquired.

Lin Bai stated, “Of course, the cultivation resources my father entrusted to you for me—enough to reach the Heaven Martial Realm!”

Hearing Lin Bai demand Lin Duo's left resources, the elders grew uneasy and hesitant to respond.

They knew those martial resources could support cultivation to Heaven Martial Realm.

Lin Bai questioned puzzledly, “Why?

Do the elders oppose this?”

Grand Elder Lin Taiheng, a top figure in the Lin Family, cleared his throat and declared gravely, “The Elder Pavilion has decided those cultivation resources go to Lin Zi’er.”

“What!”

This news hit Lin Bai like a thunderbolt.

Those resources were vital for his rapid cultivation.

Lin Bai raged, “These are my father's cultivation resources, just held by you temporarily.

What authority gives you to hand them to someone else without my permission?”

“Aren't you scared my father will rage when he returns?”

Lin Bai roared furiously.

“Lin Bai, this is the Elder Pavilion—not a place for your tantrums.”

“What are you shouting for?

Who do you think you are, bellowing in the Elder Pavilion?

Let me warn you, without Lin Duo's past contributions, your words alone would get you banished.”

“Lin Duo?

Haha, no one knows if he's dead or alive!”

“Ah, Lin Bai, with your Yellow Level First Grade Martial Soul, no amount of hard work will save you.

It's wiser to give those resources to Lin Zi’er—she'll far outshine you,” Lin Taiheng sighed.

The taunts from the Elder Pavilion enraged Lin Bai to the brink of eruption.

“You old dogs, scheming to gobble up my father's cultivation resources.

Keep dreaming!”

“Give to Lin Zi’er?

Hmph, that treacherous snake—what can a venomous wretch like her achieve?”

When Lin Taiheng heard Lin Bai curse Lin Zi’er, he thundered, “Lin Bai, who are you calling a waste!”

Also furious, Lin Tianhai snapped, “Lin Bai, you'll regret this day!”

“Did I say anything false?

Lin Zi’er is just a treacherous poisonous woman with no future!” Lin Bai sneered.

“Do I need a waste like you, with a Yellow Level First Grade Martial Soul, lecturing me?”

Just then, a woman entered the Elder Pavilion.

It was none other than Lin Zi’er.

Clad in purple robes, Lin Zi’er exuded refined poise.

Arrogance and scorn filled her gaze as she looked down on Lin Bai.

This humiliating stare burned into Lin Bai's memory.

He vowed never to forget this disdainful look.

Lin Zi’er said icily, “Father, elders, why waste breath on a waste?

Just boot him out.”

“Lin Zi’er, don't get cocky.

The road ahead is long—who will triumph is unknown,” Lin Bai replied coldly.

Lin Zi’er laughed mockingly, “Is that so?

You really believe your Yellow Level First Grade Martial Soul lets you rival me?

Forget me—even Lin Xuan and Lin Hai, you'll never catch up in your life.”

“Since you're so stubborn, alright, I'll offer you a shot. In two months, the four major sects of Shenwu Kingdom will recruit disciples here in Lingxi City.”

“Then, I'll join the strongest among them, Canghai Yutai Palace, as Lingxi City's top talent.”

“That'll be your final chance to chase me.

Dare you face me at the Disciple Recruitment Conference in two months?”

“Why wouldn't I dare!” Lin Bai shot back instantly, “In two months, I'll crush you!”

Lin Zi’er sneered, “I'll be waiting!”

Lin Bai glared deeply at the elders and Lin Zi’er, then flicked his sleeves and stormed out of the Elder Pavilion in fury.

“You old dogs and Lin Zi’er, just wait—in two months, I'll show you the true genius!”

“You dare steal my father's cultivation resources? I'll make you pay with your lives!”

Within the Elder Pavilion.

Grand Elder Lin Taiheng questioned, “Zi’er, that was too impulsive.

Are you sure about two months?”

Lin Zi’er laughed, “Hahaha, Father, do you doubt your daughter so much?

With my Heavenly-grade Martial Soul, forget Lin Bai—no one within a hundred thousand li of Lingxi City can rival me.”

“Father, hand over Lin Duo's cultivation resources.

I'll reach the ninth level of Martial Arts in two months and shine at the Disciple Recruitment Conference.”

“Once I enter Canghai Yutai Palace, it'll be my time to soar!”

“Even if Lin Duo returns then, I won't fear him!”

Lin Zi’er declared brimming with assurance.

Canghai Yuntai Palace, among Shenwu Kingdom's four supreme sects, was a holy land countless martial artists yearned to join!