Clan Immortal Cultivation: I Can See Hints

At this moment, Wan Wuyin's complexion was at its most unsightly, only to see his face alternating between bright red and a purplish hue, a most peculiar sight indeed.

Even though the members of the Lin Family did not speak, their eyes kept glancing over at him.

It was as if they were looking at a clown!

This, more than any spoken mockery, infuriated him further.

Yet at this moment, he could not rebut, and could only swell up angrily, his chest heaving like an ugly toad.

"The Lin Family is really something, that Spirit Light!"

"Of course they are, the swordsmanship he comprehended, I fear it won't take many years for him to have a smooth journey on the path of Sword Dao!"

"That's natural, he is, after all, a registered disciple of the Zi Xuan Hermit!" In the viewing stands, people also started discussing, full of praise.

Although they had previously held disdain, they had not opened their mouths in mockery, and now they spoke with full intent to praise.

For cultivators, flattering the powerful has never been reserved; they hadn't mocked before, and doing so now would not seem abrupt, nor would it cause them to blush.

"Their Spirit Light is diminishing..." someone else discovered a shocking scene.

"Maybe it's because the Spirit Light of the Lin Family cultivator is too dazzling!" someone hesitated, voicing a guess.

However, the next moment, Wan Qing's Spirit Platform suddenly became dim and lightless, on the verge of disappearing.

"There's someone who has finished comprehending!"

"It's Wan Qing of the Wanjian Sect!"

At this moment, Wan Wuyin wished he could find a hole to burrow into.

Disappearance of Spirit Light signifies the end of comprehension.

Naturally, this does not mean enlightenment to perfection or early success, but rather a sign of poor comprehension, akin to Lin Shiming's long inability to begin.

Although this was Wan Wuyin's first visit to the Spirit Beast Sect, they did not have the audacity to claim they had completed their comprehension.

With Wan Qing's departure, the other cultivators continued their contemplation undisturbed.

And Lin Shiming at this moment, was unaware of the whispers in the outside world.

This moment, his vision was filled with various Grass Swords of Heaven-Slaying.

The entire sky, like a falling curtain, was torn apart and shattered by the swords made of grass.

Thunder rumbled on the horizon, seeming to punish these Grass Swords, but the next moment, they were relentlessly severed by countless Grass Swords.

The thunder fell silent, turning into fragments of light, leaving only trails of sword marks hanging in the sky!

That dense, unadulterated Sword Intent made Lin Shiming feel as if he stood amidst a Sword Tomb.

And the Sword Intent in his mind was becoming clearer by the moment, the sword seeds of the Grass Sword technique, like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, shooting up rapidly.

"This sword, Heaven-Slaying!"

A voice profound and inscrutable resonated in his mind, like the echo of the Great Dao, incessant, indelible.

In the next moment, the multitude of Grass Swords began to recede, shrinking like a diminishing starry sky, those Grass Swords turning into points of light.

And then, looking again.

A larger Grass of Light swayed in the wind.

Every sway was a sword strike.

This time, it was slicing through the boundless starry sky!

Slice!

The next moment, the vision vanished, and Lin Shiming returned to the Spirit Platform.

At that moment, as he solidified his body once again, he was astonished by the dense Sword Intent that permeated his entire being, almost materializing into substance, and within it, he could faintly see the flow of Spirit Grass.

This Sword Intent, he had felt it before from his Seventh Great-Uncle, only the Sword Intent on his ancestor still carried a hint of vagueness and had not yet congealed into actual Sword Light.

"Could it be that I am not far from achieving Sword Light Transformation?" Lin Shiming murmured in sheer delight, knowing that prior to this, his understanding of Sword Intent had merely remained at the seed stage.

Now, with the Sword Intent erupting vigorously, his whole body felt like a Grass Sword on the cusp of unleashing Heaven-Slaying power, ready at any moment to deliver a sword strike that could shake the heavens.

Of course, unlike his Seventh Great-Uncle's Green Lotus Sword Light, his Grass Sword technique placed an even greater emphasis on the might of a single sword strike.

Lin Shiming struggled to keep the Sword Light restrained and the Sword Intent withdrawn, containing it all within the Sword Grass of his body.

At the same time, his attention shifted to the root of deduction within his mind.

He saw the half-inch root, now glowing brightly.

This Spirit Root was his greatest gain, yet, when he used only this root of deduction, the deducing effect was much less than that of the White Pine Spirit Tree, and he discovered that the light of deduction would be consumed, unable to sustain indefinitely.

Moving with divine intent, Lin Shiming allowed the root of deduction to slowly recede, and the next moment, it no longer emitted light, becoming inward-looking within the sea of consciousness.

Only then did he stand up to find that the other eight had, at some unknown point, completed their enlightenment.

The group seemed exceptionally excited, clearly very satisfied with the results of their comprehension.

Of course, Wan Qing was an exception, as his expression was somewhat unsightly at this moment.

As the nine had completed their comprehension, nine new branches emerged from the body of the White Pine Spirit Tree, sending each of them down from the tree.

Hermit San Ye also stood up and led the group out.

"Lin Young Friend, I wonder if you could spare a moment for a talk later!"

Lin Shiming involuntarily changed his expression, sensing the communication within his mind, then turned toward the retreating figure of Hermit San Ye.

As the latter led the way as usual, Lin Shiming was naturally anxious at the moment.

He did not know whether Hermit San Ye meant to meet with every individual.

But he could not refuse!

Lin Shiming nodded his head to indicate his response, his heart filled with regret at that moment, yet at the same time, he thought that surely the White Pine Spirit Tree in deep seclusion knew nothing of what he had done, otherwise, it would never allow him to act so recklessly.

Hermit San Ye, leading the nine, arrived at a grand hall and then spoke.

"My young friends, you have now received the Nine-Leaf Dao Enlightenment from our Sect. The matter with the demonic sect is for now concluded, but you are still expected to fulfill a task within your capacities for our Sect in the next ten years. This will be communicated to each of you in due time," Hermit San Ye stated indifferently.

He then handed over the Spirit Contracts to be signed by each individual and affiliated with their respective Sects.

Lin Shiming received the Spirit Contract, and finding it to be the Qing Xuan Spirit Contract with no other bindings apart from a single task, nodded and signed.

Only then, with a wave of Hermit San Ye's hand, did the group disperse one by one.

Only Lin Shiming hesitated for a moment, surprised that Hermit San Ye truly intended to speak with him alone!

In that instant, his mind raced, reviewing the entire enlightenment process again.

Should anything be discovered, he was certain that it was his slipup that had been noticed.

In the face of such an ancient being now, he must understand where his oversight lay to grasp even a sliver of advantage.

"Lin Family Young Friend, may I ask if you have joined a Sect?" Hermit San Ye inquired casually.

Hermit San Ye's words instantly filled Lin Shiming with a bittersweet feeling.

"Replying to the Hermit Senior, Shiming is a nominal disciple of Zi Xuan Hermit!"

Lin Shiming answered honestly, his inner anxiety increasing even further. Hermit San Ye inviting him to join the Spirit Beast Sect was not a good sign.

If it were any other Hermit, he might have been able to decline on the grounds of being Zi Xuan Hermit's nominal disciple, but Hermit San Ye was evidently powerful, matching Zi Xuan Hermit and holding a significant position within the Spirit Beast Sect.

"Oh, is that so? Then, young friend, could you tell me how you were able to draw upon the Enlightenment Spirit Light?"