Chapter 739: Natal Sword

Ye Lin's control over his force was extremely precise; Zhou Yanyan herself only felt a strong sense of weightlessness before she lost consciousness.

The sword-cultivating girl, who had just been drifting like an immortal in her white dress, now lay in the crater, her life or death unknown.

Many disciples of the Immortal Cloud Sect couldn't help but swallow hard, thinking to themselves that this guy's methods were truly too ruthless.

A beautiful girl, just grabbed by the hair and swung into the ground—is that even appropriate?

At this moment, everyone even forgot the fact that Ye Lin had defeated Zhou Yanyan; their minds were filled only with the image of Ye Lin grabbing Zhou Yanyan and swinging her around.

Even the elder on the arena stage wore a dazed expression.

Seeing this, Ye Lin couldn't help but frown.

This elder was being a bit too incompetent as a referee.

And so, Ye Lin took the initiative to walk toward the elder.

"My lord elder, didn't you see that Senior Sister Zhou Yanyan has fainted? Why are you still standing there? Hurry and find a bottle of aged vinegar to pour down Senior Sister Zhou Yanyan's throat!"

"Uh... is drinking vinegar of any use for fainting?" the elder couldn't help but ask.

He had been cultivating for so long and had truly never heard of drinking vinegar to treat a faint.

Ye Lin gave a shy smile.

"It's not useful for anything, but it tastes sour when you drink it."

The elder: "..."

The many disciples of the Immortal Cloud Sect: "..."

They felt more and more that this guy, whose talent was monstrous, didn't seem to have a normal brain.

Sure enough, if God opens a door for you, He will use the door to squeeze your head hard.

As Zhou Yanyan was carried away for treatment by the disciples of the Pill Peak, a hint of excitement appeared in the eyes of the many disciples looking at Ye Lin.

At this moment, the same two words surfaced in their minds.

Taboo!

Although he used many underhanded tricks, Ye Lin had defeated Zhou Yanyan; this was an ironclad fact.

To be able to defeat Zhou Yanyan, who was at the Great Perfection of the Cave Profound Realm, while only at the early stage of the Yin-Yang Realm—this guy must have a Taboo talent!

"Do you think he has a Taboo physique, or a Taboo spiritual root?"

"It should be a Taboo spiritual root. Haven't you noticed? Although his physique is strong, it is at most between an Imperial Body and a Saint Body, but the divine abilities and techniques he used are all forbidden arts!"

"In other words, his Taboo spiritual root should allow him to learn and use various forbidden arts very easily? What kind of spiritual root is this?"

"A spiritual root that can use forbidden arts at will? Let me check the ancient texts... Got it! It's 'Primordial Birth'! He is a Primordial Birth!"

Just as the disciples of the Immortal Cloud Sect were scrambling to discuss Ye Lin's talent, the Peak Master of Martial Peak, Jun Chuanxiong, was already completely dumbfounded.

He lost.

The disciple he had taught himself had been defeated by someone two major realms lower.

This was undoubtedly a huge blow to Jun Chuanxiong on both a physical and psychological level.

Seeing this, Man Yin also sighed.

He could very well understand Jun Chuanxiong's mood; he had felt much the same way when he saw Ye Lin using the Dao Oath Tribulation Lightning to temper his body.

So, he took the initiative to walk to Jun Chuanxiong's side, patted his shoulder, and spoke to comfort him.

"Hand over the Life-Severing Sword, hurry up, don't force me to swear!"

Jun Chuanxiong's face turned from green to white, shifting incessantly.

Man Yin saw his reluctance, so he raised an eyebrow and curled his lip.

"It's fine, if you really don't want to give it, that's fine too. Anyway, I don't have much use for this sword. After all, I know that you, Jun Chuanxiong, like to welsh on your debts when you lose a bet."

"Bullshit! I, Jun Chuanxiong, have been upright and honorable my whole life; would I welsh on a debt?!"

Jun Chuanxiong's heart was bleeding.

He gritted his teeth so hard his molars were almost crushed, but he still took out a sword.

This sword was suffused with a cyan-gold radiance throughout; the patterns on the blade seemed to contain the primordial universe, and twelve blood-colored lines added a touch of ferocity to this sword that originally emitted a holy glow.

Staring at the blade for too long would even make one uncontrollably succumb to the desire for slaughter deep in one's heart.

A holy aura appearing on a peerless malevolent weapon was truly staggering.

"Take it!"

Jun Chuanxiong closed his eyes in pain, refusing to look at the sword again; he was afraid that if he looked a few more times, he wouldn't be able to stop himself from welshing on the debt.

This Life-Severing Sword was forged from Cyan-Patterned Meteorite Gold; this was material for a Saint Weapon!

If it weren't for the fact that the Peak Master of the Artifact Peak, Mu Yuan, lacked the strength, the Life-Severing Sword wouldn't just be a Primordial Supreme Treasure, it would be a proper Saint Weapon!

"As expected of Jun Chuanxiong, you really keep your word; your promise is worth its weight in gold. Admirable, admirable!"

Seeing that he had successfully won the Life-Severing Sword, Man Yin was naturally very sensible and immediately began to flatter Jun Chuanxiong.

Anyway, saying nice things didn't cost money, so why not?

"Hmph! Nonsense!"

Jun Chuanxiong had a dark face; things had reached this point, and he could only swallow his broken teeth.

"Rest assured, I said it before, I have no interest in your Life-Severing Sword. Winning this sword was only for the sake of the Immortal Cloud Sect."

Man Yin stared at the Life-Severing Sword and said in a deep voice.

"Ye Lin has already entered the top ten. If he can obtain the Life-Severing Sword as his natal sword, his strength will surely undergo a qualitative leap. By then, won't our Immortal Cloud Sect be able to achieve better results in the Eastern Profound Sect Grand Competition?"

Hearing this, Jun Chuanxiong's expression improved slightly, and he nodded slowly.

What Man Yin said did indeed seem to make a lot of sense.

But the next second, Jun Chuanxiong suddenly exclaimed.

"Wait! Damn it, I was the one who brought out the Life-Severing Sword, how did you end up being the good guy after all this?"

"Oh, we're so close, why distinguish between you and me!"

Man Yin quietly used sound transmission to call Ye Lin over and had Zheng Tongfei set up a barrier to isolate the sight and hearing of others.

"Old man, why call me at this time? Can our secret affair be made public?" Ye Lin asked.

"Who has a secret affair with you!"

Man Yin's eyelid couldn't help but twitch.

This guy's talent was high, but it was a pity he had a mouth.

"Don't you still lack a natal sword? This sword is for you; refine it right here!"

The moment he took the Life-Severing Sword, Ye Lin gasped.

He could clearly feel how powerful the sword in front of him was; compared to this sword, the Dust Vastness in Zhou Yanyan's hand was simply a piece of roadside trash.

Four large characters suddenly appeared in Ye Lin's mind.

Primordial Supreme Treasure!

Only a Primordial Supreme Treasure could possess such terrifying might.

This thing, even if seen by a cultivator at the peak of the Seven Phases of Spirit and the Heavenly Fate Realm, would inevitably arouse greed.

"Old man, this isn't a 'last meal' before execution, is it?" Ye Lin couldn't help but ask.

"Just refine it when I tell you to, stop with the nonsense! Before you step into the Seven Phases of Spirit, don't use this sword lightly; it's easy to attract the covetousness of those with ulterior motives," Man Yin warned.

Not taking advantage of a bargain would be a total idiot, so Ye Lin naturally didn't hesitate and immediately set about refining the Life-Severing Sword.

The Life-Severing Sword turned into a stream of light, flew into Ye Lin's body, and sank into his Yin-Yang Qi Sea.

At first, the Life-Severing Sword still had some intention of resisting.

But under the joint beating of a group of inner demons, the Life-Severing Sword soon gave up its struggle, was thoroughly refined, and lay quietly in Ye Lin's Yin-Yang Qi Sea.

The moment he possessed the natal sword, Ye Lin clearly felt that both his comprehension of the Sword Dao and his control over flying swords had instantly improved by several levels.

"It seems you have successfully refined it. Give your natal sword a name; that will increase the intimacy between the natal sword and you."

As soon as Man Yin finished speaking, Jun Chuanxiong on the side immediately warned.

"Don't you dare give it one of those weird names!"

Ye Lin was startled by the furious Jun Chuanxiong, so he immediately began to rack his brains.

"Sword immortals all love wine; throughout history, all have been lonely, only wine remains to preserve the sword's name! And those who cultivate the sword must have a sword heart that is unashamed before heaven and earth, open and upright!"

"Since that is the case, my natal sword shall be named 'Yindan' (Drink-Unrestrained)!"