?32: Chapter 31: The Four Great Young Masters 32: Chapter 31: The Four Great Young Masters Brother Du and four others hastily unloaded their belongings, then sat down around the campfire with their backpacks in tow.

    Members of the Blood-colored Mercenary Group took out some food and drinks from their backpacks and laid them on the ground.

    Brother Du picked up two pieces of leopard meat and a jug of wine, passing them over.

    “Little brother, this is the food we’ve prepared, have a taste!” Brother Du appeared very generous.

    Lin Xuan smiled as he accepted it, and inwardly asked Lord of Wine if there was any poison.

    Lord of Wine muttered, “Little Xuanzi is quite cautious.

    Relax, there’s no poison, but the wine is far inferior to mine!”

    Hearing there was no poison, Lin Xuan felt assured.

    One couldn’t be too careful when traveling.

    He passed a piece of leopard meat to Tang Yu and gently nodded.

    Tang Yu then accepted it.

    She opened her small, cherry-like mouth and gently took a bite, eating quietly, very unlike the lively young lady she was during normal days.

    Lin Xuan also tore off a piece of meat, then coupled it with the strong wine and started eating heartily. S~ea??h the N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

    “Good wine!” Lin Xuan mumbled.

    “Ha ha!

    The little brother is really straightforward!” Seeing this, Brother Du and the others laughed out loud.

    They were naturally straightforward men themselves and felt a great liking for Lin Xuan who behaved in the same way.

    “Judging by your clothes, you must be disciples of the Xuantian Sect, right?

    What brings you to Forest Mountain?” Brother Du asked, “Could it be because of the recent news?”

    Lin Xuan nodded, “Heard there were some strange stones found in the Demon Pit, wanted to see for myself.” He didn’t lie; the news was known to almost everyone, there was no need to lie.

    “Brother Du, are you guys also going to the Demon Pit?”

    “Ha ha, not to hide it from younger brother, we fellows also want to join in the excitement, see if we can find any opportunities,” Brother Du scratched the back of his head and said with a smile.

    “However, this trip to the Demon Pit should be quite lively.

    Even if we don’t get any treasures, just seeing some young masters in action is worth the journey!” The speaker was a young man with short hair.

    “Oh, do you know which young masters will be there?” Lin Xuan was intrigued.

    “We indeed know more about these worldly affairs than you disciples from the sects,” Brother Du said, “Second brother, tell this little brother properly!”

    The short-haired young man was the second-in-command of the Blood-colored Mercenary Group, named Qin Xiu.

    “This time at the Demon Pit, it’ll probably be attended by a lot of young people.” Qin Xiu took a sip of wine and continued, “According to the information we’ve gathered, there are many forces going, but only a few famous ones.”

    “Firstly, there’s a disciple from your Xuantian Sect, Tang Yi from the Battle Group, whose cultivation has reached the Peak of Ninth-Order Pulse Condensation Realm.

    His Xuanyu Palm is formidable, and together with his unmatched hidden weapons, he is certainly one of the top combat powers.”

    Upon hearing this, Tang Yu’s eyes narrowed into crescents, and she let out a proud snort, like a smug little fox.

    Seeing Tang Yu’s expression, Lin Xuan knew without guessing that this Tang Yi must be her brother.

    He smiled and then tore off a piece of boar meat for her.

    “Then there’s Ye Shi from the Green Robe Society, not only is she beautiful as a Heavenly Immortal, but her cultivation has also reached the Eighth Rank.

    The Jade Flute in her hand is even mightier than a treasure!”

    “As for the Divine Power Group, their main force seems to be out on missions, it’s unknown who they will send this time?”

    “Mission execution?” Lin Xuan’s eyebrows shot up, he remembered correctly, that Zhang Bin’s brother Zhang Qian was on a mission outside.

    Thinking of this, he took a deep breath, it seemed he needed to hurry and improve his cultivation—Zhang Qian could return any day now and he didn’t want to be caught off guard and killed.

    All he heard was Qin Xiu continuing to speak, “Aside from the Xuantian Sect, Purple Mist Sect also has experts coming over, one named Ding Hao is hailed as ‘Yunzhou’s Swift Saber,’ whose saber technique is truly faster than lightning!”

    “Another is Liu Qing, a martial fanatic who specifically seeks out powerful opponents for dueling, his strength is also unfathomably deep.”

    “The rest are some smaller groups, like mercenary groups similar to ours, and it’s likely that some families from Leyang City will send people as well.”

    Lin Xuan sighed inwardly, he hadn’t expected so many young masters to come, making his task of stealing the brown stone that much harder.

    Sensing Lin Xuan’s thoughts, Lord of Wine’s voice rang out, “Little Xuanzi, if you find another Spirit Root, I will teach you a Divine Skill—this old man never goes back on his word!”

    “Divine Skill!” Lin Xuan’s heart raced, “That’s something one can only cultivate at extremely high realms!”

    “Are you sure it’s a Divine Skill?” Lin Xuan said incredulously, “Didn’t you say your stuff was too advanced and I couldn’t learn it?”

    “What kind of expression is that?

    How dare you doubt this old man?

    Back in the day, a sneeze from me could affect the entire continent’s weather, and yet you doubt my ability!” Lord of Wine was not pleased, “This Divine Skill can be learned as soon as you reach the Sixth Rank of Mystical Realm, I am not fooling you!”

    “Don’t worry, I’ll risk my life to get you that stone,” Lin Xuan was indeed tempted by Lord of Wine.

    Divine Skills were powerful, and not every individual who possessed strength could learn them.

    Fortune favors the bold; he didn’t have much time.

    The family summit was in two years, and he must defeat those disciples within his family.

    He knew that the disciples from Sword Pond Prefecture were tougher than those from the Xuantian Sect, let alone the devils among them.

    Only by rapidly improving his cultivation could he return to his family!

    The group chatted for a long time until midnight, when everyone sat down to rest.

    In the night sky, a crescent moon hung.

    Lin Xuan did not sleep but quietly practiced the Longevity Technique.

    After hearing about so many young masters today, he felt immense pressure.

    Green wisps of energy circulated rapidly within his body during Zhou Tian, his skin emanated a faint green light, and within his four Spirit Veins, the Spiritual Power surged like a torrential river, carrying a tumult of energy throughout his body.

    Gradually, he felt as if he had merged with his surroundings; he could clearly sense everything nearby—the flowers, trees, and the birds and beasts in the distance.

    This sensation was extraordinary, not something a Martial Artist of the Mystical Realm could normally perceive—the only explanation was the effect of the Longevity Technique.

    Since it dared to include ‘Longevity’ in its name, its potency was likely extraordinary.

    It’s well known that the Martial Artists’ fundamental goal in cultivation was to seek immortality, a target too elusive, with many spending their entire lives without achieving it.

    However, as one’s cultivation grew, so did their lifespan.

    Under this deadly allure, the practice of martial arts became prevalent on the Spirit Martial Continent.

    Once one entered the Spirit Sea Realm and became a Spirit Master, their lifespan would increase by two hundred years—double that of a normal person—which sent the Martial Artists into a frenzy.

    Besides, the higher the cultivation level, the higher one’s status and greater their authority.

    High-level Cultivators could easily control the lives of Low-level Cultivators.

    This law of the survival of the fittest also drove people to desperately cultivate.

    “There’s a fluctuation of Spiritual Power ahead.” Sensing a change ahead, Lin Xuan stopped his cultivation and opened his eyes, cautiously looking around.

    Whoosh!

    A black arrow suddenly flew out from the trees, leaving behind a black trail in the air, heading straight toward Du Ping from the Blood-colored Mercenary Group.