41: Chapter 41: Exploring White Cloud Peak at Night 41: Chapter 41: Exploring White Cloud Peak at Night In the blink of an eye, five days had passed.
Lin Bai had taken the elixir pills left by Ji Bei, and his injuries had healed in these five days.
Xu Rui, on the other hand, had not returned since the battle that day.
In these five days, many more Newcomer Kings had emerged among the new disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect.
By now, almost all the elders who had gone out to recruit disciples from various cities had returned.
The number of new disciples had reached as many as nine hundred.
Among these nine hundred, there were nine Newcomer Kings recognized by all the new disciples.
One of these Newcomer Kings was Lin Bai!
However, all the warriors knew that the current title of Newcomer King was just temporary.
The first place in the trial two days later would be the real Newcomer King.
Qi Shaolong and Tie Dan had gone to sleep first.
Lin Bai quietly slipped out of the courtyard and briskly traversed the Newcomer Courtyard.
Soon, Lin Bai left the newcomer courtyard and arrived in the wild mountain region.
Standing at the foot of the mountain, Lin Bai looked up at the gigantic mountain peak in front of him, with several palace-like buildings on it, lights illuminating from within.
“Third uncle wanted me to apprentice under Ling Tianzi, but I have never met this person.
I should meet him today and size him up.”
Lin Bai grinned and quietly ran up to White Cloud Peak.
Instead of following the paved path, Lin Bai took a secluded path through the woods to the mountain peak.
“Master, someone is coming up, should I chase him off the mountain?”
Just as Lin Bai was sneaking up the mountain,
An effeminate man with a face more beautiful than a woman walked into one of the palaces.
In the palace, a middle-aged man with a long leather shoulder cloak and bushy eyebrows was sitting under the light, engrossing himself with the books in his hands.
“No need, let him entertain himself.”
The middle-aged man uttered casually.
On the peak stood several grand palaces.
Lin Bai went into one of them and found it filled with books.
“This place is actually a Book Pavilion!” Lin Bai curiously walked over to a bookshelf and randomly picked up a book.
“Records of Various Exotic Spiritual Flowers and Herbs.”
This book is full of accounts about many strange spiritual flowers and herbs on the Barbaric Ancient Continent.
After reading for a while, although fascinated, Lin Bai was not infatuated.
Subsequently, Lin Bai picked up another book.
“Geography of the Barbaric Ancient Continent.”
This book spoke of the maps of the Barbaric Ancient Continent.
Lin Bai began to read it in detail.
“Master, he’s reading in the Book Pavilion.” The effeminate man reported.
“He seems to be a sword art disciple, hand him the ‘Leijue Sword Intent Picture’.” The middle-aged man, without shifting his focus from his book, casually ordered.
The effeminate man responded, turned around, and left the palace.
Lin Bai, in the Book Pavilion, had read thoroughly through the map of the Barbaric Ancient Continent, and was greatly moved, “So the Barbaric Ancient Continent is divided into Five Continents, each divided into nine thousand Territories.”
“And my current location is within the East Continent’s Territory of all Nations!”
“The Shenwu Kingdom is merely a tiny nation on the fringe of the Territory of all Nations in the East.”
“This world is too vast, too spectacular!”
“I definitely have to venture out of the Shenwu Kingdom and explore the rest of the world.”
Lin Bai said with a surge of ambition.
As Lin Bai put down the “Geography of the Barbaric Ancient Continent”, he suddenly noticed a scroll called “Leijue Sword Intent Picture” on the bookshelf.
Curious, Lin Bai picked up the scroll and casually opened it.
The moment the scroll opened, a Thunder God Sword suddenly burst out from inside the scroll, shooting directly towards Lin Bai’s face.
Within the Thunder God Sword, the terrifying power made Lin Bai’s hair stand on end, and his body felt ice cold.
It was as though in a split second, his very soul had been shattered by the sword.
Scared witless, Lin Bai’s hand slipped and the scroll fell to the ground, the crisp sound echoed.
Lin Bai himself was so scared that he sat on the ground, his body drenched in cold sweat.
“Is this an illusion?
Why does this sword feel so real?”
Lin Bai slowly picked up the scroll again and looked at it intently.
In the painting was a man with his back to him, holding a sharp sword, standing amidst a thousand thunderbolts.
While Lin Bai was observing the man in the painting intently.
The thunderbolts in the painting seemed to come alive, dancing on the scroll, rushing out to attack Lin Bai.
Seeing the thunderbolts rushing out with their destructive power, Lin Bai’s soul trembled.
The scroll slipped from his hands and fell to the ground again.
Lin Bai quickly ran out of the Book Pavilion.
He ran down White Cloud Peak without looking back.
After Lin Bai had left.
A middle-aged man and an effeminate man arrived in front of the Book Pavilion.
The effeminate man laughed, “Not bad, he lasted three breaths of time.”
“Indeed, not bad at all.” The middle-aged man also laughed.
“However, his martial soul is too low, at Yellow Level First Grade.
It doesn’t serve any purpose.”
The middle-aged man shook his head and laughed.
Hearing this, the effeminate man said, “Master, I thought you were going to take him as a disciple when you invited him to White Cloud Peak.
Since you don’t appreciate his martial soul, why did you invite him up here at all?”
“Don’t you think our White Cloud Peak has been deserted for far too long and feels very bleak?” The middle-aged man laughed.
“If he comes again in the future, just let him be, let him enjoy himself.”
The middle-aged man shook his head and retreated to his palace.
Back in the Newcomer Courtyard.
Lin Bai, drenched in sweat, sat upright on the bed as if waking from a nightmare.
Even now, Lin Bai couldn’t forget the Thunder God Sword that rushed out when he unfurled the scroll.
The thousands of thunderbolts on the scroll, and the mighty figure standing amidst them.
“What kind of painting is this?”
Lin Bai, panting heavily, exclaimed in horror.
All night, the image of that painting was stuck in Lin Bai’s mind.
After a restless night, Lin Bai was haunted by that painting.
The next day, Qi Shaolong and Tiedan went out to play together.
By dusk, they returned and brought back some news.
For instance, the tenth Newcomer King had appeared in the Newcomer Courtyard.
Someone declared that he would surely kill Lin Bai during the trial.
Others claimed that they would defeat all the Newcomer Kings in the trial.
In short, the Newcomer Courtyard was in complete turmoil; every new disciple wanted to stand out.
Their focus was on the trial that would take place in two days’ time.
As Lin Bai laid in bed, his mind was completely occupied with the painting.
“I can’t handle this, I have to go see it again!”
Lin Bai climbed out of his bed and headed straight for White Cloud Peak.
“Master, he has returned.” The effeminate man reported.
This middle-aged man was the master of the White Cloud Peak, Ling Tianzi, who Lin Yue had wanted Lin Bai to acknowledge as his master!
“Where did he go?” Ling Tianzi asked.
“He went straight to the Book Pavilion without looking back.” The effeminate man said with a smile.
This effeminate man was one of Ling Tianzi’s disciples, named Li Shanqing.