The Lin Clan's assembly, under the gaze of all, was interrupted midway in a rather comical fashion and postponed for a day.
The next day, to ensure the smooth progress of the Clan Assembly, Lin Xuan did not appear, and Lin Langtian, as expected, won the championship of this year's Clan Assembly under the witness of countless people.
However, the true value of this championship remains to be considered. Of course, it definitely had more value than the runner-up or the third-place winner.
In a short time, as news of the Lin Clan's Clan Assembly spread, Lin Xuan's name also attracted the attention of many top forces within the Great Yan Dynasty.
A gifted Lin Langtian had already made many forces begin to feel wary of the Lin Clan, and now, with the emergence of an even younger and more monstrous than Lin Langtian, other forces naturally placed more attention on the Lin Clan.
However, this attention soon gradually faded away because, since that one move at the Clan Assembly, Lin Xuan had once again resumed his life of arduous cultivation.
Of course, he was still cultivating diligently, but Lin Xuan's status in the Lin Clan was now completely different.
In the eyes of other Lin Clan members, Lin Xuan was no longer the adopted son picked up by the former Clan Leader Lin Fan, but the Lin Clan's number one genius, the Lin Clan's young Clan Leader!
Originally, the call for him to be the young Clan Leader was only a small part, after all, on that day at the Clan Assembly, Lin Langtian had also displayed his astonishing intent of the Shaping Realm, only half a step away from Lin Xuan's Shaping Realm.
However, Lin Langtian had not been able to cross this half-step for a long time, which also greatly increased Lin Xuan's status in the Lin Clan. Except for a small number of elders who placed all their bets on Lin Langtian, almost all the elders and clansmen supported Lin Xuan.
When three years later Lin Langtian finally managed to stumble across the threshold of the Shaping Realm, it was already far too late. The Lin Clan had long since crowned Lin Xuan in their hearts, even if the boy himself had never so much as glanced at the throne.
Of course, this was only within the Lin Clan. In the outside world, because Lin Xuan had been cultivating diligently, he quickly faded from public view. However, Lin Langtian had achieved remarkable results, and gradually, the title of the Lin Clan's number one genius returned to Lin Langtian's head once again.
After all, in the eyes of outsiders, Lin Xuan, this genius who suddenly appeared and quickly disappeared, was likely just a boast made by the Lin Clan themselves.
But for Lin Xuan, neither the calls within the clan nor the reputation outside the clan had any influence. Compared to these so-called reputations, what troubled Lin Xuan more was entering the Dao.
What is the Sword Dao?Why wield a sword at all?
For six long years, Lin Xuan had been thinking about this question ever since the end of the Clan Assembly, but had yet to obtain the results.
Great Yan Prefecture, outside Lin City, Dragon Pool.
It is said that this deep pool is a huge pit left behind after a true dragon of the Dragon race fell in ancient times, eventually forming this huge deep pool.
Because the pool water contains a trace of extremely faint dragon energy, this place has always been favored by various dragon bloodline demon beasts. There are many powerful demon beasts hiding in this deep pool, including Creation Realm demon beasts, which has always been a forbidden place for humans.
But today, a young man in plain grey robes stood barefoot atop the still waters, his black hair unbound, his face lifted to the sky. At a glance, he seemed as ordinary as a boy fresh from the rice fields.
But if someone were really here and saw that man with their own eyes, they would never regard him as an ordinary young man, because an ordinary young man could never stand so calmly on the water surface with his eyes closed, and there were no Yuan Power or mental power fluctuations on his body.
It was as if the man had become one with the pool of water under his feet. He was a part of the water, or rather, this huge pool of water was a part of him.
The man's eyes were tightly closed, and his face, which did not look particularly stunning at first glance, was as calm as the unusually calm water surface today.
In front of the man, two feet above the water, a sword was strangely suspended, a sword that looked equally unremarkable.
But the two figures, the man and the sword, who seemed to be looking at each other from afar, were similar and harmonious, as if they were one.
Lin Xuan closed his eyes tightly, sensing the long sword in front of him. At the same time, he was constantly exploring himself in his heart, what should his Sword Dao be like.
In Lin Xuan's mind, countless Sword Dao masters were constantly flashing. Through the Sword Heart in his body, he had also carefully comprehended the Sword Dao of many Sword Dao masters with the help of the system, Dugu Qiubai, Ye Gucheng, Ximen Chuixue...
In order to truly comprehend their Sword Dao, Lin Xuan even reproduced their swordplay in this world.
The Sword Demon's Dugu Nine Swords, the Sword God's Ten Thousand Plum Swordplay, and the Sword Immortal, City Lord Ye Gucheng of White Cloud City's Flying Immortal From Beyond the Heavens, Lin Xuan had practiced them all.
The Sword Demon's reactive style, where everything could be a sword, Lin Xuan had long mastered it. This was precisely the Sword Heart: to have a sword in one's heart, where everything in heaven and earth could become a sword.
Compared to the Sword Demon, Lin Xuan felt an even stronger aura of the Sword Dao from Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng.
However, Lin Xuan felt that Ximen Chuixue's sword was too cold. If a person wielded a sword for the sake of killing, if they felt that killing was an art, then this sword would be too ruthless.
The sword, the monarch of all weapons, was both the sword of a gentleman and the sword of a king!
A gentleman, gentle as jade, a modest and courteous man, should have a heart of benevolence. A king, with power over the universe, unmatched by anyone, should have an invincible will to advance fearlessly.
Just like the two edges of a sword, one edge against the enemy, one edge against oneself, one for destruction, one for protection. Destruction is for protection.
Compared to Ximen Chuixue's ruthlessness, where the sword is sincere to the person, Lin Xuan was more inclined to Ye Gucheng's saying, sincere to the sword, sincere to the heart!
Of course, to be sincere was not the sword in hand, but the sword in the heart, the Sword Dao that one cultivated!
Just as Ye Gucheng thought, with sincerity and rectitude, man and sword as one, heart and Dao as one, flawless and pure, this was what it meant to be enlightened!
"The two edges of the sword, defend against the enemy and guard the heart!"
In Lin Xuan's heart, suddenly, that figure in coarse cloth stained with blood flashed by, and he felt a sudden enlightenment!
The sword exists to uphold the heart.
Therefore, the sword in hand must be wielded not for slaughter, not for glory, but to pursue one's true path, to remain true to one's own Sword Heart
He exhaled.
So, this is my Sword Dao!
He would not wield his sword for others' acclaim. Nor for empty vengeance, nor hollow titles.
He would wield it for himself. For the heart he would never truly betray.
Thus,
The sword saint was born.