Seeing how Xiao Lin devastated their colleagues, the remaining thirteen bandits looked at him with expressions of shock in their faces.
They couldn't believe how Xiao Lin, a 5th-layer Spiritual Ascendance stage cultivator could overwhelm a 9th-layer Spiritual Ascendance stage cultivator and knock him away.
After waiting for sometime with no one coming out to face Xiao Lin, Nine Calamities said "So, you guys are frightened by a fifth-layer Spiritual Ascendant now? Shame on you guys!"
"You have basically just proved now that you don't deserve to be called cultivators, like I said earlier. Anyways, that's your problem, not mine. And if you guys are wise, you will go to train more so that you will become stronger and not dread a lower-stage cultivator like you morons are doing now."
After Nine Calamities said that, the eyes of the remaining thirteen bandits glowed with anger. However, they concealed it from appearing on their faces, or they might be devastated by their master, Nine Calamities who was incredibly brutal.
When Nine Calamities finished talking, he looked at Xiao Lin and said "Bloodfang, you can go do what you have in mind. You have passed the test."
Xiao Lin nodded his head with a smile in his face.
Then without waiting to be told anything by anyone, he suddenly turned around and set off to leave the castle.
As Xiao Lin left, the thirteen bandits looked at each other and began to pass messages to each other using their gazes alone.
***
When Xiao Lin arrived back in town from the Blackheart forest, he went to find a place, like an inn to stay to stay for the night, then for the next morning and afternoon before setting out in the evening to ask around for the places where disciples from numerous sects might be possibly gathered at to participate in some ongoing events or occasion.
Then when he got to an inn and paid for the money to rent a room in that inn, he was just about to go to his room to stay there and go through the Way of the Demonic Blade battle art so he could comprehend it basics and then move on to practice it when he suddenly heard people drinking wine at a part of the inn discussing about the gathering of disciples at the town's center for an event that will occur very soon.
And, as an information that Xiao Lin sought for the most, he waited where he was to listen to them.
"The disciples of the Golden Bull sect, the Three Fiery Fairies sect, the Ice Phoenix sect, the Earthbreaker sect, the Heavenly Crimson Thunder sect, the Mysterious Blue Mist sect, the Shadowflame sect, the Invincible Radiantsword sect, the Sky-Collapsing sect, the Floating Light temple, the Black Temple of Blood and Bones, and finally the Great Solarsword and Moonblade Hall, have gathered here in this town to compete for a special prize, which is the Elixir of Nine Kings Essence."
"It's a special crystalline liquid said to increase the cultivation growth of a cultivator from the first-layer Spiritual Ascendance stage to the Mortal Spiritual stage in a matter of days, and without causing problems that should be settled or resolved in the future when one plans to further advance one's cultivation to another stage."
When Xiao Lin heard these, his interest was greatly piqued. So, he listened further with unequalled attentiveness.
"Wow! We certainly don't have that number of sects in our small town. So, where did these sects come from? And where exactly would they gather to have the competition that you just spoked about?" One of the many people in the inn listening to the person talking, asked with an intense curious expression in his face.
"Well, we only have three sects in our small town, and these are the Golden Bull sect, the Three Fiery Fairies sect, and the Flowing Cloud sect. Then talking about the Flowing Cloud sect, I wonder why none of the disciples studying there have arrived. Perhaps they are busy preparing hard for the event and will eventually show up later."
"Then as for the rest, they came from either neighboring and faraway towns in the city." The person who was a 6th-layer Spiritual Ascendance rogue cultivator answered.
He then continued "And as for the place that they would gather for the event, that's the town's center. However, I don't know when they would start the competition and how they would go about it. We can only stay tuned to know more about that."
"Yea. It would be a damn, really exciting match to see. That item that would be given out as prize must be a really valuable item for it to cause so many sects to appear in our small town for it." One suddenly said.
He then asked in the next moment "Who is giving out that exceedingly valuable item out?"
"The City Lord. He is around in this town. He is staying at the Townmaster's grand residence." Another person replied.
"Wow! That's cool. I wish I also studied at some sect and would be given the opportunity to participate in this kind of amazing event." One said with dreamy eyes, while others began to laugh hard at him as they also began to call him names like talentless fool and poorly-gifted crackhead.
When Xiao Lin heard all that he needed to hear, he left where he was and proceeded to his room to start his comprehension of the Way of the Demonic Blade battle art. Then with an intensely glad smile appearing in his face, he began to imagine himself extracting their blood essences to condense demonic marks, and their bloods to weave them into blood symbols within his dantian.
However, as he imagined himself doing that after killing them, he understood that what he wanted to do would be really difficult to carry out, since he would be faced by many strong geniuses from those numerous sects when they became aware of his exceedingly hostile presence.
So, that was why before the event would finally kick off, Xiao Lin understood that he must have mastered many battle techniques in the numerous battle arts branded to his memory so that he would be able to overpower them, kill them and do what he wanted with them. And he greatly hoped that the event that they wanted to have would start either in the evening or at night, or he would lose a very big piece of meal if the event was to take place during the day when the sun was glaring and scorchingly hot.