All Sent Flying

"Brother Xuan is back!" The South District disciples cried out excitedly when they saw Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan smiled and nodded, but when he saw that disciple's face, his heart sank. He hurriedly used his movement technique and rushed over.

A figure flashed past, stirring up a gust of wind. By the time everyone saw clearly, Lin Xuan was already standing before them.

"What happened?" Anger filled Lin Xuan's voice. More than a dozen disciples around him stood there battered and bruised, covered in blood. Some could not even stand and could only lean against the wall, groaning.

"Brother Xuan..." The disciples clenched their fists and unwillingly glared at another group.

"So you're Lin Xuan, the one who can repair weapons?" At that moment, a cool voice came from the side.

Suppressing his anger, Lin Xuan turned around and saw a green-clad girl surrounded by a crowd, like a proud little peacock. He asked coldly, "You were the ones who did this?"

"Hmph! They're just a bunch of trash. They couldn't even take a beating!" the East District youths said.

"People like them are called Profound Heaven Sect disciples? I could knock them all down with one hand!"

"Kid, you'd better know what's good for you. Otherwise, your fate will be even worse than theirs!" The East District disciples were exceptionally arrogant.

"Hurry up and repair my weapon. I don't have time to waste here. Peng from the inner sect is still waiting for me!" the green-clad girl said.

"So it really was you!" Lin Xuan sneered. Taking one step forward, he appeared before the girl as if he had teleported.

"You dare make a move?" A youth grinned viciously as he blocked Lin Xuan's path, his silver-white fists smashing toward Lin Xuan's lower abdomen.

Slap!

Before the East District youth could react, he was sent flying by a slap. His entire face was warped, all his teeth had been knocked out, his nose had collapsed, and blood splattered across the ground.

Lin Xuan was angry—extremely angry!

Though these neighbors of his were not especially strong, they were all good people and got along well with Lin Xuan. He had even found a long-lost sense of warmth among them.

Yet these East District youths had attacked these innocent boys over such a trivial matter, and with such vicious force. They did not have a shred of humanity!

"Since you're so fond of slapping faces, I'll let you taste what it feels like today!" Lin Xuan's tone was chilling.

"Y-you dare attack?" The girl trembled with rage. "Get him! Beat him to death! If anything happens, I'll handle it!"

Whoosh! Whoosh!

More than a dozen East District youths sprang into motion and pounced on Lin Xuan.

The youth at the front struck out with his palm. Yellow light glimmered in his palm as a powerful surge of spiritual energy swept toward Lin Xuan like a vortex, whistling through the air.

The South District disciples felt an icy wind slash across their faces like blades!

"Be careful, Brother Xuan!" The South District disciples were extremely nervous.

The green-clad girl, Liu Lan, held her chin high with pride. She looked at Lin Xuan as though she were looking at a dead man. No wonder she thought so. These disciples were all Meridian Condensation Stage Five Spirit Warriors, and there were genuine experts among them. The one charging at the front was ranked seventy-fifth on the Outer Sect Rankings.

Together, these people were unquestionably a formidable fighting force. Unfortunately, they had encountered Lin Xuan.

Slap!

Lin Xuan stepped forward. His right hand pierced through layer upon layer of fist shadows and struck the face of the youth ranked seventy-fifth. Teeth flew everywhere, and blood sprayed in all directions.

Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!

Lin Xuan swung his hand repeatedly, sending all the East District youths flying. They crashed down miserably before the South District disciples, who rushed forward and kicked those arrogant bastards hard.

Lin Xuan, meanwhile, coldly stared at the green-clad girl, Liu Ya.

"Y-you... what are you going to do?" Liu Lan kept backing away, her eyes filled with terror. Those had been Fifth-Stage Spirit Warriors, yet this youth had swatted them all away like flies. Was he even human?

"So you know fear too?" Lin Xuan had no sympathy for these people. He said coldly, "I don't like hitting women, but you seem to be an exception!"

"I..." Liu Lan drew the longsword at her waist in terror and pointed it at Lin Xuan. "Take another step closer, and I won't be polite!"

It was a semi-treasure weapon. Under the sunlight, it glimmered with a faint, icy sheen, and the chill it gave off made hearts tremble.

Lin Xuan extended two fingers and caught the sword tip. Secretly channeling the hidden force of the Thunder Movement Swordsmanship, he twisted hard. The semi-treasure longsword snapped in two.

"Ah!" Liu Lan stared at the broken sword in her hand and screamed in fright. She was now completely certain that the youth before her was not human at all!

"Get lost! If you dare cause trouble again, you'll end up just like this sword!" Lin Xuan shouted coldly.

Liu Lan's little face turned deathly pale with fright. She threw away the broken sword and fled at top speed like a defeated hen. The East District disciples covered their faces and fled even faster.

"Brother Xuan, well done!"

"So handsome, Brother Xuan!" The South District youths cheered, and all the stifled resentment in their hearts vanished.

Lin Xuan helped the youths apply ointment, then used spiritual energy to dissolve it so that its effects could take hold as quickly as possible. Only then did he return to his room.

There were only three days left until the Inner Sect Selection Tournament. Lin Xuan felt a trace of excitement. Only by entering the inner sect would he have a chance of becoming a core disciple.

"Little Xuan, I've recently developed something good. Do you want to try it?" Just as Lin Xuan was musing over the Inner Sect Selection Tournament, Wine Lord interrupted his thoughts.

"What good thing?" Lin Xuan was very interested. He knew Wine Lord well; anything Wine Lord recommended could not possibly be bad.

"Mm, it concerns the Eternal Life Art," Wine Lord said. "This cultivation art is far more wondrous than you imagine. You simply haven't studied it properly."

"The Eternal Life Art?" Lin Xuan rubbed his chin. He truly had not studied it much. All he knew was that the spiritual energy it produced was extremely abundant and exceptionally pure.

"It seems I need to give you a proper lesson!" Wine Lord said seriously. "Spiritual energy has many attributes. You should know that, right?"

Lin Xuan nodded. This was basic common knowledge, of course he knew it. Spiritual energy was divided into five main attributes: metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. There were also mutated attributes, such as wind, lightning, ice, and snow. Each attribute produced different effects.

"Since spiritual energy has attributes, then the cultivation arts used to cultivate it naturally have different attributes as well. Have you ever considered what attribute the Eternal Life Art has?" Wine Lord asked.

Lin Xuan pondered the question for a moment, then said, "Wood attribute."

He had grounds for saying so. The Eternal Life Art's abundant reserves and swift recovery resembled wood-attribute spiritual energy, which was why Lin Xuan had made that guess.

"So far, the Eternal Life Art has indeed shown more wood-attribute traits," Wine Lord continued. "However, it isn't merely wood attribute."

"More precisely, it is attribute-less."

"Attribute-less?" Lin Xuan was completely stunned.