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Lin Bai took the pill left by Ji Bei and had already healed his wounds over the past five days.
Since that battle, Xu Rui had not returned.
During these five days, many new kings had emerged among the Lingjian Sect's new disciples.
The elders who had returned from recruiting in various cities had almost all come back.
The number of new disciples had reached over nine hundred.
Among these nine hundred, nine were recognized by all the new disciples as the new kings.
One of these new kings was Lin Bai.
However, these martial artists all knew that the title of new king was only temporary.
The true new king would be the first place winner in the trial two days from now.
Late at night.
Qi Shaolong and Tiedan had already fallen asleep.
Lin Bai quietly left the courtyard and swiftly moved through the new disciples' quarters.
Soon, Lin Bai left the new disciples' quarters and arrived at the desolate mountains.
"Baiyun Peak."
Standing at the foot of the mountain, Lin Bai looked up at the massive peak, where several palace-like buildings stood, lit up with lights.
"Uncle Three asked me to become Ling Tianzi's disciple, but I have never met him. Today, I will go and see him, and also gauge his strength."
Lin Bai smiled and quietly ran up Baiyun Peak.
Lin Bai did not follow the stone path but instead ran up the mountain through the forest, taking a secluded route.
"Master, someone is coming up. Should I drive him down the mountain?"
Just as Lin Bai was stealthily climbing the mountain, a man with a gentle and feminine appearance, more beautiful than a woman, entered a palace.
Inside the palace, a middle-aged man with a long cloak, thick eyebrows, and large eyes was sitting under the light, engrossed in a book.
"No need, let him play for a while."
The middle-aged man said casually.
At the summit, several massive palaces stood.
Lin Bai entered one of them and found it filled with books.
"This is actually a library!" Lin Bai curiously walked to the bookshelf and picked up a book at random.
"The Record of Hundred Flowers and Strange Herbs."
This book recorded many strange and rare spiritual flowers and herbs from ancient times.
After reading for a while, although Lin Bai was fascinated, he did not become overly engrossed.
Then, Lin Bai picked up another book.
"The Geography of the Ancient Land."
This book described the map of the ancient land.
Lin Bai read it carefully.
"Master, he is reading in the library." The gentle man said.
"Looks like he is a sword disciple. Give him the 'Thunder Absolute Sword Intent Diagram' to see." The middle-aged man, still engrossed in his book, said casually.
"Yes!"
The gentle man responded and turned to leave the palace.
In the library, Lin Bai carefully read the map of the ancient land, his mind shaken: "So the ancient land is divided into five continents, and each continent is further divided into nine thousand regions."
"And my current position is within the Ten Thousand Nations Territory of the Eastern Continent!"
"And the Divine Martial Nation is just a small country on the far eastern border of the Ten Thousand Nations Territory."
"This world is too vast, too magnificent!"
"I must leave the Divine Martial Nation and see the outside world."
Lin Bai said with determination.
When he put down "The Geography of the Ancient Land," Lin Bai suddenly noticed a scroll called "Thunder Absolute Sword Intent Diagram" on the bookshelf.
"What is this?"
Lin Bai curiously picked up the scroll and opened it.
The moment the scroll was opened, a thunderous divine sword suddenly shot out from within, aiming straight for Lin Bai's face.
"Oh no!"
The terrifying power in the thunderous divine sword made Lin Bai's hair stand on end, and his body turned cold.
It felt as if this sword would shatter his soul in an instant.
Snap!
Lin Bai was frightened, and his hand slipped, causing the scroll to fall to the ground with a crisp sound.
Lin Bai was so scared that he fell on his buttocks, 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 closely.
In the painting, a man with his back to Lin Bai held a sharp sword, standing amidst countless thunderbolts.
Suddenly.
As Lin Bai focused on the man in the painting, the thunder in the painting seemed to come to life, dancing on the scroll and rushing towards Lin Bai.
Snap!
Seeing the thunder rush out, the destructive power made Lin Bai's soul tremble.
His hand loosened, and the scroll fell to the ground again.
Lin Bai hurriedly ran out of the library.
He ran down Baiyun Peak without looking back.
After Lin Bai left.
A middle-aged man and a gentle man came to the library.
The gentle man smiled: "Not bad, he lasted for three breaths."
"Indeed, not bad." The middle-aged man also smiled.
"But his martial soul is too weak, only a second-grade yellow level, not very useful."
The middle-aged man shook his head and smiled.
The gentle man said: "Master, I thought you let him come to Baiyun Peak because you wanted to take him as a disciple. Since you don't think his martial soul is good enough, why did you let him come?"
"Don't you think our Baiyun Peak has been too quiet for a long time?" The middle-aged man smiled.
"If he comes again, just let him play."
The middle-aged man shook his head and returned to his palace.
Back in the new disciples' quarters.
Lin Bai was drenched in sweat, sitting on the bed as if he had just woken up from a nightmare.
Even now, Lin Bai could not forget the thunderous divine sword that shot out when he opened the scroll.
The countless thunderbolts in the painting, the majestic figure standing amidst the thunder.
"What kind of painting is this!"
Lin Bai panted heavily, utterly shocked.
For the entire night, Lin Bai's mind was filled with thoughts of that painting.
He was tormented by the painting all night.
The next day, Qi Shaolong and Tiedan went out to play together.
In the evening, they returned with some news.
For example, a tenth new king had appeared in the new disciples' quarters.
Someone had declared that they would definitely kill Lin Bai in the trial.
Others said they would defeat all the new kings in the trial.
Anyway, the new disciples' quarters were now a sea of fire, with all the new disciples trying to stand out.
Their focus was on the trial, which was only two days away.
After dinner.
Lin Bai lay in bed, his mind still filled with thoughts of the painting.
"No, I have to go and see it again!"
Lin Bai got up from the bed and rushed to Baiyun Peak.
"Master, he's back." The gentle man reported.
This middle-aged man was the master of Baiyun Peak, Ling Tianzi, the one Lin Yue wanted Lin Bai to become a disciple of!
"Where did he go?" Ling Tianzi asked.
"He went straight to the library without looking back." The gentle man said with a smile.
This gentle man was one of Ling Tianzi's disciples, named Li Shanqing.