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Chapter 353: 353, [Lin Chan, Lin Chan] (Asking for monthly votes at the end of the month!)

Chapter 353: 353, [Lin Chan, Lin Chan] (Asking for monthly votes at the end of the month!)

“In the year 4002 of the Heavenly Dust Calendar, summer. The sky is cloudless, the human world is shrouded in thick fog.”

This was the impression of many common people in the Eastern Region on that particular day.

Many Demon Sect Players posted recorded videos on the forum, which quickly went viral.

One video, in particular, topped the list when it came to popularity, mainly because of its excellent filming quality.

This Demon Sect Player had started recording the moment there was a change in the swords of the Sword Cultivators.

First, the video was filmed from the top of a mountain down to the mid-slope, presenting a panoramic view.

The camera panned down from top to bottom, revealing sword after sword, the magical weapon of the cultivators, rising from their sheaths.

This tracking shot, which progressively moves further away, gave people a sense of awe.

Then, the scene where the clouds fell from the sky onto the human world added a touch of mystery to this unusual celestial phenomenon!

The comments section of this video exploded immediately!

“Damn! As expected from the World Protagonist, Purple Palace, look at this unusual celestial phenomenon, look at this triumphant scene!”

“I remember the last time Purple Palace had a breakthrough, these swords would make a humming sound. Why are they so quiet this time?”

“Do you understand submission? This is submission! Do you think the Natural Sword Embryo is a joke?”

“The main story is about to unfold, and the World Protagonist gains substantial power at this time. Various breakthroughs, it all makes perfect sense!”

“The analysis above makes sense. Here’s a nickel, delete your post and let me publish it!”

Unlike the non-participant viewers of these videos, the Demon Sect Players who witnessed it all firsthand had profound feelings.

Our Demon Sect’s ace, it certainly is worth its weight!

This grandeur, one could even say it’s worthy of the Child of Heavenly Dao, right?

At the back mountain of the Demon Sect, Lin Chan stood outside the Small Study, her mouth slightly open as she stared at the swirling clouds and fog around her.

“Master… has he broken through again?” She wondered in her heart.

She closed her eyes, carefully sensing something.

The mysterious connection she shared with Lu Xun felt a bit stronger.

This feeling was very similar to the mysterious intuition she shared with her magical weapon, Partridge Sky.

But Partridge Sky was her magical weapon, while Lu Xun was her master.

Once again, Lin Chan started muttering those words she’d recently been repeating in her heart:

“Rebel! Rebel! Rebel!”

“Master is a person, not a sword. Master is a person, not a sword. Master is a person, not a sword…”

With Partridge Sky in her hand, there she stood, feeling guilt-ridden for her utterly reprehensible thoughts.

While thinking these thoughts, however, she didn’t stop in her tracks.

She took several steps back, moving closer to the window of Lu Xun’s room.

From here, she could feel closer to Lu Xun.

Lin Chan didn’t realize that even the Wind Stabilizing Wave and the Wooden Sword of the second senior sister had all reacted to Lu Xun’s breakthrough.

Her Partridge Sky, however, continued its usual behavior. Its sword spirit was on its last breath, weak to the point of dying. It looked like it wouldn’t last much longer.

It did not make any humming sound, nor did it shake violently.

It was hard to tell whether it was due to extreme weakness or another reason.

In the room, Lu Xun was sitting cross-legged on the bed, with the Sword Intent swirling around his fingertips like smoke.

Without thinking, he slightly twisted his fingertips, and the fallen earthly clouds began to swirl along with them.

Thankfully, this didn’t last long. In just a few short moments, the clouds vanished without a trace.

Lu Xun slowly opened his eyes, glanced at his character panel, and a smile appeared on his face when he saw “Swordsmanship Aptitude 7” written on it.

After viewing the character panel, he logged into the forum to see what people were saying.

After all, he didn’t know what celestial phenomenon he had caused during his breakthrough.

Because at that time, his consciousness was chaotic, and he was in a peculiar state. His five senses and Divine Sense were seemingly shielded, making him oblivious to anything happening outside.

So, he needed to watch the video on the forum to see his grand show-off scene.

After watching, he couldn’t help but blurt out, “Damn!”

“This commotion… it’s quite big this time!” Lu Xun thought.

“This is just Swordsmanship Aptitude at level 7. What would it be like when it reaches 8 points, 9 points, or even the maximum level?”

He raised his finger, casually executed the Mist Sword technique, and then carefully sensed the changes in his Sword Intent.

“It’s so much stronger!” Lu Xun’s eyes gleamed.

“Is this what achieving great Sword Intent looks like?” He felt very satisfied.

Then, he closed his eyes again, sensing the tiny sword within his Sword Heart.

It seemed to have become more active, and mysterious, cryptic golden runes had appeared on its blade.

These runes appeared and disappeared, flashing bursts of golden light.

His suppression of sword cultivators went a step further. As a Non-Swordbearer, he took another very steady step on this path.

And it was a big step!

“It’s just a pity that the strength of my body hasn’t improved, it’s still at the level of a Superior Spirit Sword.” Lu Xun said this with regret.

However, physical strength is linked to the Sword Cultivating Technique. It doesn’t have much to do with the Swordsmanship Aptitude.

If he had to describe himself as a sword, it would be that the spirit of the sword had become stronger now, but the sword itself had not advanced.

Lu Xun sat on the bed, not in a hurry to get up, but continued to pay attention to the forum.

Soon he saw a post from a Demon Sect Player stating that his Yellow Martial Longsword had just been uncontrollable, and now he could finally pull it out of the ground.

Seeing this post, Lu Xun breathed a sigh of relief. He was afraid that because of his breakthrough, he might have forcibly severed the connection between the Demon Sect Sword Cultivators and their own swords.

“Well, fortunately, it seems I only temporarily unsettled them.” As a Young Elder of the Demon Sect, he felt relieved.

The feeling of not being responsible is really great!

Lu Xun got up from the bed and walked to the window.

He opened the window and called out to Lin Chan standing outside, “Little Chan.”

Seeing that her master was awake, Lin Chan quickly paid respects.

Lu Xun was in a good mood, so he reached out to tousle her hair, only for her to shudder the moment his hand touched her.

Immediately, her little ears turned bright red.

Ever since Lu Xun told her that her hair looks better tied up, Lin Chan had been tying up her hair every day.

Without the cover of her black hair, her ears became more obvious when they turned red.

Lu Xun awkwardly pulled back his right hand, looking at his palm in confusion, he didn’t know the reason.

“I only touched the top of her head…” Lu Xun was speechless.

Lin Chan lowered her head, not daring to look at Lu Xun.

Every time after Lu Xun had a breakthrough in swordsmanship, there would be a lingering Rhyme of the Sword on him, showing his sword’s aura in Lin Chan’s eyes.

This would gradually dissipate over a few hours.

During this period, any touch would give her a very strange feeling.

It’s hard to describe, anyway… it’s quite addictive.

Lu Xun found it too bothersome to leave through the front door, so he unceremoniously climbed out of the window and stood next to Lin Chan.

The black kitten scampered over from a distance and jumped onto Lu Xun’s shoulder.

Mao Nanbei meowed a few times. Lu Xun didn’t know what she was meowing about, but he guessed she was congratulating him on his swordsmanship breakthrough.

Lin Chan looked up at her Fourth Master who was unabashedly touching Lu Xun, feeling a strange sense of envy.

This surprised her so much that she secretly pinched the inside of her arm.

“You’re being foolish! Clear your mind!” she told herself.

Little Mute stood at a distance, watching Lu Xun play with the kitten while walking towards the kitchen.

“Fourth Sister, I’m in a good mood today, I will make your favorite extra dishes.” Lu Xun laughed, “By the way, how is your strength recovery? Can’t you talk yet?”

As Lin Xun and the kitten moved farther away, Lin Chan remained at a distance, holding the Partridge Sky sword, she didn’t move.

As Lu Xun continued to walk, he stopped, turned around to look at Lin Chan whose ears were still red, and waved, “Little Chan, what are you waiting for? Aren’t you coming to the kitchen to help me?”

After Lin Chan acknowledged silently, she followed him in small steps.

Seeing her, Lu Xun smiled and said, “Tomorrow is your birthday. Although we don’t usually celebrate birthdays in the back mountain, your master has prepared a birthday gift for you. Remember to come and get it from me as soon as you wake up tomorrow.”

It’s time to give her the Sword Legacy.

Upon hearing this, Lin Chan stopped lowering her head and looked at Lu Xun.

She saw his smiling face and the indulgence in his eyes reflected in her own. Little Mute nodded vigorously, agreeing loudly in her heart.

Mao Nanbei raised her little paw and patted Lu Xun’s shoulder excitedly.

Tomorrow is Little Chan’s birthday, what does this represent?

It represents that tomorrow, Little Junior Brother will cook extra dishes, slurp!

“Let’s go to the kitchen.” After saying this to Lin Chan, Lu Xun turned around and continued towards the kitchen.

Lin Chan followed him, one step behind.

The sun was setting, and their shadows were stretched very long.

Lin Chan looked back at the shadows.

She tentatively lifted her left hand and stretched it slightly to the side.

Because she was standing one step behind, she naturally wouldn’t be able to touch her master.

But her shadow brushed against Lu Xun’s shadow.

Just for a brief moment.

(P.S. Second update, the monthly ticket leaderboard is about to explode again, I’m just a child who’s only a few hundred months old, why do I have to suffer such agony? Please give me monthly votes at the end of the month!

Also, I recommend two new books, one is ‘This Journey to the West is a Bit Weird’, and the other is ‘Ancestral Master Coming out of the Coffin’. You can check them out if you’re interested)