The back of the voucher had a route map to Fallen Island.
“Now even the Mystery of Darkness has a path—brilliant!” Lin Yun grinned, chuffed.
With these, hitting Tribulation realm’d come way sooner!
This haul—Lin Yun was proper pleased.
No more fretting over mysteries.
Plus—beyond these three treasures—there’s the Shadow Sword Art perk.
This champ-and-disciple prize pot? Lush!
“Master the mysteries first—or Shadow Sword Art?” Lin Yun mulled.
Gut said mysteries—then sword art.
Tribulation realm’s a game-changer!
Once there—strength’d skyrocket—body techniques and more could level up too.
Without Hall Master He’s nudge, mysteries would’ve been the pick.
Lin Yun weighed it—decision locked.
“Shadow Sword Art first—Master said see him after three forms—with my sword chops, shouldn’t be too tough,” Lin Yun muttered.
It’s a gift *and* a test from Master.
“Let’s crack on!”
Set—he slipped into One Thought Clarity Tower space.
Inside—he flipped out Shadow Sword Art.
Inner force sparked it—info flooded his brain.
Text avalanche—plus a shadowy figure swinging a blade in his mind.
Over an hour—data fully sank in.
Shadow Sword Art—five forms here—just the first volume—how many more? No clue.
Lin Yun reckoned—nail these five, the rest’d follow easy.
“Here goes!”
Digested—he kicked off with form one.
Half a day later.
*Boom!*
His sword streaked—raw power twisting space!
He sheathed it.
“Didn’t expect form one to pack *that* punch!” Lin Yun marveled.
His old Rainbow Sword Technique? No contest!
Form one alone outclassed Rainbow’s eighth form!
Form two? Hype building.
“First form flowed natural—with my sword base, clicked right in,” Lin Yun wiped sweat, “Next—form two.”
He replayed it in his head—started swinging.
Ten days on.
“Phew—still off!”
Lin Yun shook his head—feeling the Shadow Sword Art’s bite!
Form one? His sword savvy carried him.
Form two? Old skills weren’t cutting it.
Ten days grinding—form two still miles off!
“Ten days here—two outside—no rush—keep at it!”
Quick breather—then back in.
No shortcuts in swordplay—just graft!
All Lin Yun could do—pour everything into learning, grasping.
Folks called him a freak—god-tier talent.
Lin Yun knew—his gifts weren’t *that* wild.
Today’s wins? Sweat and hustle—笨鸟先飞—outworking the geniuses!
Plan’s yours—result’s fate.
Same with this sword grind—all-out effort.
Success—or how long—out of his hands.
Mid-grind—he sensed it—Shadow Sword Art outshone typical Heaven-grade secrets!
If Heaven-grade—it’s the cream of that crop.
Time flew—two and a half years in the Tower.
Inside—Lin Yun stopped swinging.
“Form two—done!” He cracked a smile.
Two and a half years—sword drills, mental replays, pondering!
Hard slog paid off—sword skills climbed steady.
Today—form two clicked!
Two and a half Tower years—six months outside.
“Form two’s punch—crushes Rainbow Sword Technique,” Lin Yun mused.
Resting—he schemed.
“Six months out—if I want form three in three years—two and a half years left—twelve and a half in here—time’s decent!”
Plenty—still no guarantee.
Higher forms—steeper climb.
Shadow Sword Art’s grind? He’d felt it deep!
Short break—then he dug into form three.
…
Fire Cloud Camp.
“His Majesty’s new disciple, Lin Yun—six months holed up—never steps out?”
“Weird—camp’s got prime spots—he skips ‘em—Mindforce Land’s triple time flow—doesn’t bite? Odd.”
…
Chat like that—non-stop last two months.
Lin Yun—Emperor’s disciple—high-profile—everyone’s eyes on him—but post-arrival day, he’d vanished.
Palace.
Divine Connection Hall.
Peach Sis—camp boss—stood below.
“Oh? Still no outings?” Emperor Fire Cloud quirked a brow.
Six months since taking Lin Yun on—he’d summoned Peach Sis for a check-in.
She’d just reported—Lin Yun’s a hermit—she’s clueless on his status.
“Your Majesty—Lord Lin Yun’s a puzzle—even skips Mindforce Land,” Peach Sis said.
