Romance Game: Embrace of the Inhuman

Chapter 108: Present Strength


Lin Qianxuan was somewhat confused now, this situation wasn't mentioned in the strategy guide.

According to the game storyline, the first time he displayed the talent he shared with Gongsun Yue should have been in front of the Divine Strategy Tower.

"Young master, what is this?" Gongsun Yue asked.

She was somewhat in disbelief, unable to imagine that Lin Qianxuan actually possessed the same ability as her two eyes, no, it was exactly the same!

Lin Qianxuan gathered up the Eyes of Death and decided to adapt to the situation.

"The talent, what do you think?" Lin Qianxuan smiled.

"Why does the young master have the same talent as me?" Gongsun Yue blurted out.

She could let other things go, but Lin Qianxuan's secret was something she couldn't press him about.

But this was something she truly couldn't hold back.

"Yue'er, you can guess." Lin Qianxuan said with an unchanged expression.

Gongsun Yue was taken aback by Lin Qianxuan's sudden use of an affectionate nickname.

She didn't know why, but she felt that this wasn't the first time Lin Qianxuan had called her that.

Gongsun Yue finally couldn't help herself and blurted out: "Young master, haven't you never been in contact with Refining God's cultivation before? Why is it that you possess such profound Divine Energy Cultivation, and why are you so skilled with the Divine Machine Art, so familiar with Zhang City, so understanding of Young Master Guan Hao and his group, able to easily persuade them to join the Rebel Army..."

Lin Qianxuan remained silent, quietly watching Gongsun Yue's hollow and spiritless eyes, beginning to pour out, his gaze gradually becoming complicated, with emotions that were hard to describe in a single word.

If one had to say it, there was a third part fatigue, a third part reminiscing, a third part helplessness, and a part of pain.

"I've been here many times, but you all just don't remember, even I am starting to forget..." Lin Qianxuan spoke in a complicated and slow manner.

"Young master, what do you mean by that?"

Gongsun Yue's expression was even more confused.

Lin Qianxuan shook his head and said, "Does it really matter? Just know that I will not harm you all."

"Young master..."

"Miss Yue, I want to rest now, could you please leave?"

Gongsun Yue was about to ask again, but Lin Qianxuan directly interrupted her.

After hesitating a moment, Gongsun Yue slightly bowed, then said, "Please don't forget the dinner party at the hour of the dog."

"I will be there on time," Lin Qianxuan said.

Hearing this, Gongsun Yue, full of doubts, turned and left.

In any case, at least Lin Qianxuan was human, and from the beginning till now, he had been helping her and her sister, which was undeniable.

Since Lin Qianxuan didn't want to talk, she had no choice but to stop asking.

However, she vaguely began to speculate in her heart.

....

Watching Gongsun Yue leave, Lin Qianxuan let out a long sigh of relief.

The script was almost messed up.

Fortunately, he had enough experience to muddle through it for now.

But he needed to be cautious going forward.

If a butterfly effect were to occur, it would really be unplayable.

That's the difference between games and reality.

In the game, many plot times were directly skipped by him, with no understanding of what happened in between.

He only remembered the key storyline routes.

The other incidental details were things he couldn't notice during the game play, nor could he completely grasp them.

After all, how could so much information be completely understood through a computer screen in a short amount of time?

At most, it was through the game character's brief narration.

Therefore, when it came to real operations, it was quite normal for him to miss many things.

Counting the time, Lin Qianxuan arrived at the open space in the east of the city at 3 p.m.

Bo Mu was already waiting there.

This guy was quite the show-off.

This place was near the ocean, not far away were rocks and waves crashing in from time to time.

He stood there atop, letting the sea breeze flutter his clothes, his gaze emptily peering into the distance, eyes full of melancholy, while holding his Flute Sword, he played a sorrowful melody.

Anyone else here, hearing his flute sound, seeing him, would probably sense that he had a story.

Unfortunately, Lin Qianxuan, with his bright and cheerful big-boy style, wasn't buying it at all.

"Weren't you here to learn Sword Technique? Why are you blowing that flute?" Lin Qianxuan asked.

"Ah, a mundane person."

Bo Mu sighed, leapt lightly, with inky Divine Energy swirling around him, soaring gracefully to Lin Qianxuan's side.

Lin Qianxuan didn't bother with artistic types, knowing their minds were slightly on edge.

"I will now orally relay to you the general outline of the 'Supreme Sword Technique,' so pay close attention, this Sword Technique needs to be paired with visualization, it's not simply a method for Divine Energy circulation, don't remember it wrong."

"Please go ahead." Bo Mu said.

"In silent contemplation of self, a mind calm and void of things...."

The extensive two thousand-word general outline was soon entirely relayed by Lin Qianxuan to Bo Mu.

The 'Supreme Sword Technique' was on the same level as the 'Asura Sword Technique'.

However, compared to the 'Asura Sword Technique' which emphasized strength and quantity, the 'Supreme Sword Technique' took a different path.

Practicing this Sword Technique requires reaching a state where nothing exists outside oneself, apart from self, there is nothing else.

This is also the origin of its name.

Once the Sword Technique is executed, Divine Energy will condense into the Supreme Treasure Sword as visualized, becoming a real Supreme Treasure Sword. Due to different visualizations, everyone will create a different Supreme Self Sword with varying effects.

The stronger the Primordial Spirit, the more powerful this Sword Technique becomes, being a martial art that binds with visualization methods.

Lin Qianxuan had already learned the 'Primordial True Self Observation Technique', and since his own Primordial Spirit Cultivation was relatively low, practicing this wouldn't greatly boost his Combat Power, so he wasn't planning to practice it for now.

He planned to wait until he had infinite Divine Energy, and then practicing the 'Asura Sword Technique' would be better.

Throwing out millions of Spirit Swords would directly destroy the heavens and earth, with no need to consider the strength of your Primordial Spirit.

After stating the general guidelines, Lin Qianxuan meticulously explained the key points to Bo Mu.

These were all things that Emperor Feng had said before.

Bo Mu listened intently and, after memorizing everything, attempted to execute it.

Lin Qianxuan also wanted to see what level of ability the heir selected by the Carefree Pavilion possessed.

About half an hour later, Bo Mu seemed to complete his visualization. From the flute in his hand, a dark ink-colored sword blade emerged. With a wave of his hand, the ink-colored Divine Energy transformed into an ink-wash sword form illusion about one zhang long, gently sweeping out to easily cut through a wave crashing against the cliff.

Lin Qianxuan nodded.

This talent is alright.

It can't compare to Gongsun Ying, and even less so to himself, but can barely be considered a genius.

"Good Sword Technique." Bo Mu praised.

"Want to spar with me to test it?" Lin Qianxuan suggested.

After fully digesting the Sixth Revolutions Bloodline Pill, his strength had increased by leaps and bounds, but he hadn't yet gauged how strong he truly was.

Especially in this world, he was somewhat unsure of his actual power.

After all, playing games is one thing, and reality is another.

"Alright." Bo Mu responded.

He also wanted to test Lin Qianxuan's strength.

"Shoo~!"

The sharp sound of the flute nearly pierced the eardrum. In the next moment, Bo Mu's attack had already arrived in front of Lin Qianxuan.

It was a Sword Qi.

Lin Qianxuan's mind moved slightly, the water currents gathered, and a Water Blade similarly scattered the Sword Qi, its momentum undiminished, heading straight for Bo Mu.

Bo Mu infused Divine Energy into his Flute Sword, and in an instant, a rapid flute sound was played by him.

This flute sound formed a barrier around him, simultaneously causing continuous disturbances to Lin Qianxuan's spirit.

Lin Qianxuan directly formed two water walls to block it, as sound itself is energy, a vibration, and if it is absorbed and cannot be transmitted, it becomes meaningless.

Although Lin Qianxuan hadn't fought many battles, his combat talent was top-notch, everything seemed instinctual.

As the saying goes, you're right, but this is the Dragon Bloodline...

At this moment, the approaching Water Blade was already nearing Bo Mu. As he raised his hand, he used the Flute Sword to perform the "Supreme Sword Technique," manifesting a dark ink-colored sword form illusion that severed the Water Blade with a single slash.

Bo Mu's face carried a smile and confidence, but in the next instant, the number of Water Blades directly increased to hundreds, densely surrounding the area.

Bo Mu's smile froze on his face, his Flute Sword quickly swinging, spreading Sword Qi to dissipate each Water Blade.

"Be careful."

Bo Mu suddenly shouted, and an ink-wash swordsman more than eight zhang tall appeared holding a sword.

That massive figure was comparable to a tall building.

Manifesting the Primordial Spirit, and using the power of the Primordial Spirit, allows the "Supreme Sword Technique" to display its true power.

In the next moment, a sword descended, gathering Divine Energy and Primordial Spirit. The sword form illusion manifesting from the Flute Sword was no longer just an illusion, but had become substantial.

Lin Qianxuan looked at the descending sword without feeling the slightest sense of crisis.

He had a gut feeling that even if this blow landed squarely on him, it wouldn't break his defense.

Lin Qianxuan's mind moved slightly, and the water vapor gathered, similarly forming a sword blade.

The over-concentrated water flow refracted light, turning deep black, somewhat resembling the ink-colored sword blade opposite.

"Boom~!"

The two collided, Divine Energy fluctuations dissipated, and the airwaves surged, directly creating marks on the hard rocks around them.

The sparring stopped there.

With the strength of both men, if they were to fight with full force, the entire cliff would likely be shattered.

Bo Mu withdrew his Primordial Spirit, acknowledging Lin Qianxuan's strength.

Though he himself had held back, he could feel that Lin Qianxuan had held back even more.

"Impressive, what kind of martial arts is this? I've never heard of it before. Even the Water Manipulation Sect of Beiyu couldn't achieve this level back then!" Bo Mu bowed to Lin Qianxuan.

"It's not martial arts, it's talent." Lin Qianxuan said.

"I see." Bo Mu nodded in partial understanding, then said, "Thank you for your Sword Technique. Don't worry, when you set out again, I'll definitely be there. Farewell."

Upon saying that, he turned to step away, ready to leave.

His clothes had gotten wet during the spar, now clinging uncomfortably to his body. Eager to change into dry clothes, he feared that if he stayed longer, he wouldn't be able to maintain his dignified demeanor.

Lin Qianxuan didn't mind Bo Mu leaving. He approached the edge of the cliff, quietly gazing at the distant sea.

At this moment, he suddenly wanted to fully wield his Water Manipulation power.

"Rumble... Rumble..."

"Waves? Why does it sound so loud?"

Bo Mu hadn't gone far. Upon hearing the sound, he couldn't help but look back.

Soon after, his expression turned rigid on his face.

A towering tsunami, forming a high wall, was surging and rising, far below it, Lin Qianxuan with his hand slightly raised.

In the next instant, Lin Qianxuan waved his hand, this towering tsunami surged forward, its destination unknown.

But judging by its display a moment ago, Bo Mu was certain that if this wave were heading towards Zhang City, the entire city would become a ruin.

"Monster!"

Bo Mu cursed, quickening his pace to leave, fearing that if Lin Qianxuan lost his mind, he might hurl a Water Blade at him.

Thinking back to the previous spar where they felt evenly matched, he was now embarrassed just thinking about it!

Yet at this moment, Bo Mu suddenly felt a bit of confidence in ending the deluge, no longer seeing it as purely a suicidal act.

With such a monster around, they might actually be able to create a miracle!!

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