“Hmph, he’s just jealous that you received a title since he lost to a barbarian,” said Li Wuyou. As the group chatted briefly, a group came over just when they were about to leave. The one leading the group was naturally the crown prince, Qin Yu. There was no expression on Qin Yu’s face, but when he looked at Lin Yun, he could barely contain his killing aura. Clearly, his intention to kill Lin Yun hadn’t lessened.
“What are you doing here?” questioned Xin Yan.
“I’m naturally here to see my fiancée, and congratulate our new title,” smiled Qin Yu.
“Please watch your words. No one here is your fiancée. Big Sister Xin Yan has no relationship with you,” said Lin Yun as he stepped forth to shield Xin Yan behind him.
“Is that so? Too bad, but no one can stop me from getting what I want. Guess what request I will make to the envoy when I become the champion?” Qin Yu said with a playful smile as he looked at Xin Yan greedily. He was signalling that he would request to have Xin Yan back when he becomes the champion.
“Oh really? Why don’t you guess my request when I become the champion as well?” retorted Lin Yun with killing aura brimming in his eyes.
Qin Yu merely replied with a disdainful smile before he turned and walked away. “You should be more worried about yourself right now. I know Trueorigin’s strength more than you. It’s good enough if you can survive your fight with him. As for the champion? Don’t even dream about it. There’s no way a sword slave like you can become a champion in the Great Qin Empire’s Dragon Gate Competition.”
Clearly, Qin Yu didn’t think that Lin Yun could survive the fight with Trueorigin, and his arrogance made the faces of the Sword Firmament Pavilion’s party sink down. At the same time, his threat was like a dark cloud looming over everyone’s heads.
“Junior Brother, I’m sure he has other objectives in becoming the champion; he won’t pay any attention to me. He’s just here to disrupt your thoughts so that you won’t be able to fight Trueorigin three days from now,” said Xin Yan.
When Lin Yun thought about Xin Yan’s words, there was a possibility of it being true. After all, he nearly lost control of himself earlier.
“But he’s right. Trueorigin isn’t an easy opponent. He’s in the top three in the previous Dragon Gate Competition, and he’s on the same level as Drifting Goblet in the Heavenly Profound Sect. Junior Brother, why don’t you give up?” continued Xin Yan.
The fact that Lin Yun could be in the quarterfinals had exceeded everyone’s expectations, and his name was determined to spread around the empire. So there was no need for him to risk his life fighting Trueorigin. Now that he thought about it, Qin Yu might be trying to provoke him on purpose to prevent him from giving up the competition.
Give up? Lin Yun looked at the dusky sky. Since he had inherited Xin Jue’s will, then he would definitely go down the competition and obtain the championship.
“Lin Yun, what did Qin Yu say?” Luo Feng came over with his eyebrows frowned.
“Nothing much. Elder Luo, I’ll be in the Sword Burial Woods for the next three days,” said Lin Yun.
“What about your injuries?” Luo Feng was shocked. Everyone had clearly seen how terribly injured Lin Yun was in his fight with Heartcliff. Although he slew Heartcliff, this didn’t mean that he wasn’t injured.
“It doesn’t matter. I’ve blocked the major part of his last attack. It might seem terrifying, but it didn’t injure me much,” explained Lin Yun.
“That’s great. But remember to come on time three days from now. Otherwise, you’ll lose the competition.”
“I know.”
Night came and the bustling streets had long settled down. But the Idlecloud Pavilion was still filled with people to bet for the fight three days from now. The fight between Bai Lixuan VS Yue Qing, Qin Yu VS Feng Ye, Aquaselenic VS Situ Yi, and Trueorigin VS Lin Yun.
Without a question, Lin Yun was the popular candidate. His rate was close to 1:1, which practically made everyone lose their interest in betting. As for Feng Ye, he had successfully surpassed Lin Yun and became the participant with the highest rates.
Aside from him, everyone was also paying attention to the fight between Bai Lixuan and Yue Qing. The rates were just slightly higher than Qin Yu, which made everyone lose their interest to bet as well.
But the rates for the fight between Aquaselenic and Situ Yi were decent. This simply meant that the Myriad Treasure Pavilion wasn’t sure who would win. After all, guessing the winner not only required eyesight, but also luck.
The fight between Lin Yun and Trueorigin made everyone confused even further. If it was in the past, there was without a doubt that Lin Yun would have an incredibly high rate, and anyone who dared to bet on it would receive a huge winnings.
But Lin Yun had shocked everyone when he slew two titled figures, especially his fight with Heartcliff. Although the Myriad Treasure Pavilion’s higher hierarchy feels that Trueorigin was stronger and had more foundation than Lin Yun, they didn’t dare to increase the rates. After all, Lin Yun had created too many miracles, and he was undoubtedly the underdog in this competition.
On the other hand, his rates for making it into the top three and championship wasn’t high. The rate of him becoming a champion was 1:100, and there was only one person who bet on it. The bet naturally came from Drifting Goblet.
“It’s impossible for Lin Yun to become the champion.”
“But this fight is too shocking. If he didn’t run into Trueorigin, I bet he could make it into the top four!”
“Yeah, but I don’t think Lin Yun has any odds of winning Qin Yu, Trueorigin, or Aquaselenic.”
“I don’t dare to bet on him becoming the champion, but I dare to bet on him winning Trueorigin. Hehe, who knows if Lin Yun can’t slay another titled figure after Twilight and Heartcliff?”
There was practically no one who bet on Lin Yun becoming a champion, but the conversation practically revolved around Lin Yun. After all, today’s fight was too exciting.
Jian Xuanhe had already left when Lin Yun came to the Sword Burial Woods. Only Lord Thirteen still exists. When Lin Yun came, he revealed his intentions straightaway, “Lord Thirteen, I wish to head to the sixth level.”
“Are you out of your mind? Let’s not mention if you can make it there in the first place. Even if you can, you won’t be able to last long there. Without the Violet Palace Realm cultivation, you’re just courting death going there,” said Lord Thirteen.
“I don’t have any confidence of beating Qin Yu without the complete xiantian sword intent.” Lin Yun wore a firm expression without any hesitation. After all, Qin Yu had only shown the tip of the iceberg in the competition so far, and he only used a palm to defeat Erget.
Lord Thirteen looked at the youth before him for a long time before he smiled, “Oh yeah, it’s better to die in the Sword Burial Diagram if you can’t obtain the champion. Well, since you want to make the bet, then I’ll fulfil your wish.”
Along with an ancient hand seal, a great wind blew in the Sword Burial Woods, and the sky turned dark. Shortly after, a distorted space appeared before Lin Yun. This was a passage that leads to a mysterious world, and there was lightning flickering occasionally. Lin Yun was familiar with this place because he had suffered a lot here.
Compared to the shock he felt back then, Lin Yun was more composed this time.
“Don’t die in there,” said Lord Thirteen just when Lin Yun was about to step in.
Lin Yun was briefly stunned before he entered the distorted space. Shortly after, a familiar scene appeared within Lin Yun’s view. The Sword Burial Diagram had a total of nine levels, and each level represented a world. The further he went, the more dangerous it would be.
Looking at the eerie thunderclouds, Lin Yun fell into deep thoughts. The Iris Sword Sutra reached the fifth stage when he was here previously. Now that he looked at it, he needed to head to the sixth level if he wanted to grasp the complete xiantian sword intent.
Lin Yun only hesitated briefly before he charged into the sky. He was already familiar with the way, and he soon reached the fifth level. Although Lin Yun had undergone a transformation, the fifth level still made him feel fearful. The fifth level’s sky was completely different from the previous four levels.
The lightning formed by sword intent in the thunderclouds dyed the entire sky red. The bolts of lightning would cause explosions on the ground when they fell. The broken swords on the platforms all represented one life.
When Lin Yun walked in this place, he could sense the Flower Burial Sword buzzing within the box. Seeming to know what Lin Yun intended to do, the sword was buzzing with excitement.
Looking at the crimson thunderclouds, Lin Yun had no idea if he should charge into the thunderclouds. But he had decided to give it a try since he was here. Raising his brow, he looked at the crimson bolts of lightning and charged into the sky.
