Chapter 240 - Whistling Clang of the Saber (1/2)

Numerous patterns of spiritual tattoos seemed to be buzzing in Lin’s mind like thousands of bees, making him a little agitated.

He then took a deep breath and analyzed his previous designs and deductions again and again, trying to find out the underlying reason.

He was wondering why he had encountered no problem while inscribing the previous forty-eight spiritual tattoos but was now stuck on this last one.

What exactly was wrong?

Was it because his present mastery of spiritual tattoos was not adequate to enable him to inscribe such intricate patterns of spiritual tattoos, or because he had missed some hidden details while inscribing them?

The problem was right in front of Lin, just like the last straw which would determine success or failure. If he could fix it, everything would go on successfully; however, if he could not, all that had been achieved would be wasted!

At this moment, Lin bit the tip of his tongue, trying to get rid of all the chaotic thoughts in his mind and began to comb through the whole refining process.

After an unknown time, something suddenly clicked in Lin’s mind and his expression slightly changed. He finally found out that the key point lay in the last spiritual tattoo.

In his original deduction, the last spiritual tattoo served the same function as the finishing touch which was added to bring a work of art to life. It played a transitional role and echoed the other spiritual tattoos.

If the previous spiritual tattoos were a pile of scattered pearls, then this last spiritual tattoo would act as a line or a thread, stringing the pile of pearls together.

But now, there was something wrong with the line!

Nevertheless, the whole of spiritual tattoos had already taken form. If changes were to be made on this line, all previous work would need to be overturned, whereas if no changes were to be made, this weapon-refining attempt would definitely end in failure!

What should be done?

Lin Xun was very disappointed. With countless designs made by himself while practicing, he had never expected to encounter a problem at the very last moment.

Had he been careless?

No!

Lin Xun had inferred and deduced all the scenarios he could face earlier on. But he had not predicted the discrepancy that could be triggered due to the combination of presumed designs.

And this discrepancy had now become a blasting fuse which determined whether it was a success or a failure!

‘What should I do?’

‘Should I give up like this?’

Thoughts were going haywire in Lin’s mind. His face was getting paler and paler, and his whole body was soaked with sweat. He was obviously in a worse condition now.

As the former patterns of spiritual tattoos had been fixed, it meant they could not be replaced anymore. Then should changes be made in the traces of spiritual tattoos to exert another function?

Suddenly, the scene when he first entered the Heaven-accessing Place and took the first test of Green-cloud Path flashed in his mind.

The test was called “Spirit Refining”, and one would pass the test as long as one figured out and get a good command of the “Flowing-light Spiritual Tattoo”.

At that time, Lin didn’t know the “Meditating Magic” he obtained was actually hidden in the Flowing-light Spiritual Tattoo until passing the test.

For that reason, he was still amazed and wondered who on earth had created the Flowing-light Spiritual Tattoo. It could be considered an unparalleled feat to integrate a martial art into a spiritual tattoo.

But Lin Xun gradually forgot about it later. Now when he was forced into a desperate situation, it suddenly occurred to him that the Flowing-light Spiritual Tattoo he figured out before was exactly a spiritual tattoo which could “move”.

Every trace of the Flowing-light Spiritual Tattoo resembled a fleeting light and contained unimaginably mysterious power.

It was too unique and extraordinary. It was well known that every spiritual tattoo had a fixed trace so as to be of specific use, but the Flowing-light Spiritual Tattoo broke the previous rigid way of inscribing spiritual tattoos. It had presented an incredible new genre!

It was because its trace could move!

Each trace moved and circulated like a fleeting light, radiating unspeakable mysteriousness!

In a trance, all the mysteries of the Flowing-light Spiritual Tattoo seemed to take shape in Lin’s mind, and a tinge of new understanding emerged in his heart.

Rustling~

The inscribing pen in Lin’s hand was once again moving, but the traces of spiritual tattoos deviated from the original design to something beyond recognition, leaving no space for conjectures as to what kind of pattern he intended to inscribe.

However, as soon as these seemingly messy spiritual tattoos appeared, they showed a corresponding rhythm which was full of fleeting abstruseness and arcane features.

It was not until later that the traces of spiritual tattoos grew more and more discernible, like a school of fish cruising over the inscribing pen, emitting a mesmerizing spiritual beauty.

Buzz!

At last, Lin Xun finished his last draw as he suddenly stopped his inscribing pen.

All of a sudden, a strange buzzing sound was heard, and there occurred a startling change among the countless traces of inscribed spiritual tattoos, which were interwoven with each other and had merged into the other forty-eight patterns of spiritual tattoos.

The blade of the saber was suddenly lit up at this moment.

Poof!

But Lin Xun coughed up a mouthful of blood right then, appearing surprisingly unable to hold on any longer. The crimson blood which fell on the pitch-dark saber looked quite dazzling.

…

Shue Jin was drinking alone outside Lin’s room.

Three days had passed without any noise from inside, but Shue Jin wasn’t worried.

As far as he knew, the time spent by spiritual tattooists in inscribing spiritual tattoos was not fixed. Some spiritual tattooists could complete one quickly, while others would spend ten to fifteen days.

What was more, it would likely take longer than a year when refining extremely complex and top-notch spiritual weapons.

Compared to that, it had only been three days; Shue Jin was patient enough to wait calmly.

But he did not know that Lin Xun was able to refine two or three spiritual weapons in a single day. This was the first time for Lin to spend three days in a row.

Eh?