Ling Tian Sword God

Chapter 1137 - 1136: Thousand-Miles Soulchaser Finger

"Elder Brother Leng!"The few Lingyue Island disciples’ expressions suddenly changed, and they hurried forward to help Leng Qianshang, who was forced to retreat.

After landing, Leng Qianshang retreated a dozen steps before he came to a steady stop, a deep shock lingering on his face.

He glanced down at the blood cave on his shoulder, his face turning increasingly grim. He had thought he could easily defeat Ling Chen, but unexpectedly, Ling Chen had seized a flaw and defeated him in one move.

"Your boxing technique indeed has substantial power, but the flaws are just as great."

Ling Chen’s expression was calm as he raised the Thunder Sound Sword in his hand, gently wiping the blood from it.

Leng Qianshang’s move might be more than sufficient to handle others, even Saints of the first realm, but to one with the Gold Sword Pupil, there’s no longer an advantage. His Gold Sword Pupil could magnify an opponent’s minute flaws several times over, not to mention that Leng Qianshang’s boxing technique was overly focused on power and too crude in details.

"Hmph, don’t think that because you won, you can comment on my boxing technique."

Leng Qianshang’s expression was indifferent, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes. "I will definitely get my payback for this."

To the victor goes the spoils, and the vanquished are left in shame. Ling Chen was the victor, and no matter what the other party said, Leng Qianshang was unable to refute it.

"Let’s go!"

Leng Qianshang waved his hand, his face darkening as he led the few Lingyue Island disciples away in defeat.

"Not a word about what happened today. You know the consequences."

After walking some distance, Leng Qianshang turned to glare at the Lingyue Island disciples, his tone harsh.

"Y-yes."

The Lingyue Island disciples nodded quickly, their heads bobbing, "But even if we don’t speak, there’s no guarantee Ling Chen won’t spread..."

"Even if he does spread it around, no one will believe him."

Leng Qianshang’s eyes flickered; as long as they strongly deny it, Ling Chen’s claims would likely not be believed, as there were no other spectators to corroborate this battle.

However, thinking this way was underestimating Ling Chen. He wouldn’t bother to spread the results of this battle, and Ling Chen didn’t see the value in it either.

Leng Qianshang was too obsessed with reputation and appearances, undoubtedly affecting his achievements; he was bound to not go far in the future.

Watching the leaving figures, Ling Chen turned and walked into Cuiyun Residence.

...

In the following days, Lingyue Island remained peaceful and quiet. News of the battle between Leng Qianshang and Ling Chen didn’t get out; no one knew. Otherwise, it surely would have caused a major upheaval on Lingyue Island.

As for Shen Bingxin’s recovery, only the higher-ups of Lingyue Island were aware. The disciples below didn’t even know about Shen Bingxin being poisoned by Fire Poison.

Therefore, only a small number of people knew that Ling Chen cured Shen Bingxin, but the fact that Ling Chen earned a spot for the Secret Treasury trial quickly spread across the entire Lingyue Island.

This undoubtedly stirred dissatisfaction among many disciples.

The Secret Treasury trial only provided twenty-four quota spots across the island, not only to the younger generation but also to some older and more experienced disciples.

Yet, many disciples with higher cultivation and longer tenure than Ling Chen did not gain a spot for the Secret Treasury trial, while Ling Chen, who had only joined Lingyue Island for a month, had surpassed them?

On what grounds?

Just because Ling Chen is the direct disciple of Second Elder Shen Bingxin, does that mean he could blatantly cut corners?

Adding Ling Chen to the Secret Treasury trial list was the idea of Island Master Saint Purple Heart, and they didn’t dare voice grievances against his order, so they turned their resentment towards Ling Chen.

Outside, the commotion was loud, but within Cuiyun Residence, Ling Chen was oblivious as he sat cross-legged in his courtyard, fiddling with a puppet bird in his hand.

This bird appeared ordinary in appearance, but once True Qi was infused, its eyes would light up, exhibiting almost identical abilities to a real bird.

Of course, its main use was to track a person’s aura.

This was called a Soul-chasing Bird, found among the relics of the Capture God.

After the deaths of the gray-robed elder and the Capture God, their possessions naturally ended up with Ling Chen. The gray-robed elder had little of value, just some secret manuals and Spirit Nurturing Pills, but the Capture God’s collection was quite abundant, and from his Storage Ring, Ling Chen found many valuable items.

Just of Spirit Nurturing Pills, there were seven million, and selling some other items could easily fetch ten million.

Even though the Capture God wasn’t very powerful, he excelled in tracking techniques. Besides the Soul-chasing Bird and Soul Chasing Bee, he had a martial art called Thousand-Miles Soulchaser Finger, which Capture God had used several times before.

This martial art was quite special; it could lock onto an opponent’s aura and ignore their movement trajectory, providing a surprise advantage in battle.

For the past few days, Ling Chen devoted almost all his time to studying the Thousand-Miles Soulchaser Finger.

To master this martial art required a high degree of mental power. Fortunately, Ling Chen’s natural mental power was already exceptionally strong, and his Sword Intent had reached an incredible level; even the Sword Controlling Technique was not beyond him. Though the Thousand-Miles Soulchaser Finger was unique, it was not comparable to the Sword Controlling Technique.

"Ling Chen."

Just then, a knocking sound came from outside the courtyard gate, Lin Wan’s voice sounding.

"Elder Sister Lin, please come in."

Ling Chen lifted the restriction.

Outside the courtyard, Lin Wan’s figure appeared at the entrance, and at that moment, Ling Chen suddenly had a bright idea and called out to her.

"What’s up?"

Lin Wan was startled, surprised and puzzled.

"I just mastered a martial art and would like someone to test its power. I wonder if you could do me this favor, Elder Sister Lin?" Ling Chen smiled slightly.

"Of course."

Lin Wan’s beautiful eyes brightened with curiosity; she wanted to see this new martial art of Ling Chen’s herself.

"Be careful!"

Ling Chen nodded and, after a word of warning, suddenly gathered True Qi, at which point a purple glow flickered at his fingertip, suddenly pointing in Lin Wan’s direction.