The Prodigies War

Chapter 411 Give Me Seven Days

Lin Xun’s remarks were full of provocation!

The fact that he used Chu Haidong, who had become a laughingstock, as an example was no different from slapping Chu Shanhe in the face. 

After all, Chu Shanhe was part of the Chu Family and based on seniority, he was Chu Haidong’s elder and uncle. 

The audience couldn’t help but gasp. Lin Xun has guts!

They were unaware that many people had also thought that Lin Xun was very daring and brave when had beaten up the descendants of the Song and Hua Families and had attempted to kill Hua Wuyou. 

Lin Xun was also seen as arrogant and bold when he humiliated Chu Haidong and Chu Yunkong at the Rune Master Association Headquarters. 

Despite all that, he was still alive and kicking. 

In other words, anyone aware of Lin Xun’s past doings would know that it was very normal for him to provoke Chu Shanhe.

“You—”    

Regardless of how shrewd Chu Shanhe was, he couldn’t maintain his composure in the face of such blatant provocation. His face tensed up, and his eyes flashed a terrifyingly chilling look. 

The atmosphere became tense!

Many people were worried about Lin Xun.

However, after just a moment, Chu Shanhe burst out laughing and patted Lin Xun on the shoulder. “The younger generation will surpass us. Since Little Instructor Lin is so confident, I will use this opportunity to learn from you!”

His laughter was cheerful, and he spoke enthusiastically like nothing had happened. Lin Xun couldn’t help but admire the old man’s hypocritical behavior. His skin is so thick!

However, everyone’s heart sank, knowing that Chu Shanhe was determined to make Lin Xun take on the problem. 

If Lin Xun failed, he would face unimaginable consequences.  

“Deputy Head Chu, why are you forcing someone to do something?”

“Exactly.”    

“You don’t want to see Little Instructor Lin’s ability. You clearly want to make things difficult for him,” the students from Class 9C said indignantly. They were young and impetuous and couldn’t stand Chu Shanhe. 

Chu Shanhe’s face darkened, but before he said something, Lin Xun scolded his students, “Shut up! What do you guys know? Deputy Head Chu wants to allow me to prove myself!” 

His words were harsh. 

Although confused, the students suppressed their anger and dared not say anything more. 

The corners of Chu Shanhe’s lips twitched. He felt that Lin Xun was being sarcastic. He fumed to himself. Wait until you embarrass yourself later.  

Chu Shanhe had been planning to deal with Lin Xun from the first day he joined the Rune Department after the youth had brought so much trouble to the Chu Family.

Now that Chu Shanhe had the chance, he wouldn’t let go of it so easily. 

On the contrary, he had planned out everything. He would instantly take further action when Lin Xun failed. He wanted to destroy Lin Xun’s reputation and make him hit rock bottom!  

The Sword of Apocalypse was a treasure of the empress. Lin Xun would displease and anger the imperial family if he failed to repair it!

Chu Shanhe quivered with excitement at the thought of Lin Xun facing serious consequences. 

“Little Instructor Lin, can we start now?” the older man asked with a smile. 

Lin Xun nodded, turned around, and made his way to the center of the hall. 

Shen Tuo and his students couldn’t bear to see him accept the task of repairing the sword. 

In their opinion, Lin Xun had walked into Chu Shanhe’s trap, and it wouldn’t end well for him! 

Why didn’t he refuse?

Everyone was puzzled, worried, and filled with some regret. They regretted not disagreeing with Chu Shanhe’s proposal to have a taste of Lin Xun’s ability, forcing the youth into such a hopeless situation. 

However, regardless of how much they regretted it, it was too late to say anything.  

The Sword of Apocalypse was mysterious and marvelous as it was an incredibly powerful rune armament. Even experienced rune grandmasters had failed to repair it. How could Lin Xun who had just passed the rune grandmaster verification assessment…do it? 

……

“Young man, it’s still not too late to give up now,” an elder couldn’t help but remind Lin Xun as he neared the Sword of Apocalypse.   

The other elders also felt bad for him. 

As experienced rune grandmasters, they were well aware of the serious damage on the Sword of Apocalypse, and they knew there was only little possibility of repairing it. 

If Lin Xun forcibly attempted to fix the sword, he could destroy it! 

It was precisely because they had feared that the sword would be destroyed in their hands that they didn’t dare to attempt repairing it. 

After all, they would anger the imperial family and infuriate the empress!

Who could bear the consequences?

Previously, they were irritated that Lin Xun had meddled in the matter, but after seeing everything, they realized that the teenager was just a duck driven onto a perch, right into Chu Shanhe’s trap. Their irritation was replaced by pity. 

“Let’s take a look at it first.” Lin Xun said with a smile, but his eyes were already fixed on the sword. 

The sword was peculiar. It was three feet long and one palm wide. The body was shrouded in violet qi and adorned with nine sacred and beautiful violet glory flowers.

It exuded a majestic and ancient aura like it had survived since the start of time!

Its aura alone showed that it was a legendary divine weapon! 

However, in Lin Xun’s view, regardless of how splendid the sword’s aura was, the sword was ultimately a rune armament and had been made by a rune master. 

Since it could be made, it could be repaired. It only depended on the method used. 

Lin Xun stood motionless, staring intently at the sword, his mind unwavering, and his sharp and handsome face focused and serious.

Although he didn’t utter a word, he exuded a calm confidence that made everyone fall silent.

The hall was deathly quiet and still as all eyes were locked on Lin Xun. Even the air seemed to have frozen. 

No one disturbed Lin Xun. 

But everyone’s face was full of worry.

Of course, only Chu Shanhe had a smile playing on the corner of his lips. He seemed to be gloating and waiting for the good show to start. 

Time passed, but Lin Xun remained as motionless as a statue. 

Many instructors and students couldn’t help but feel anxious. If possible, they wanted to persuade Lin Xun to retreat and not accept Chu Shanhe’s request out of anger.

However, he was deep in thought, and no one dared to disturb him.

After an hour, while everyone looked glum, Lin Xun suddenly moved. He lifted his right hand into the air and reached to grab the hilt of the Sword of Apocalypse.

“No!” the elder beside him cried out in panic. 

Other people’s expressions morphed indefinitely. What is Lin Xun doing? Does he really plan to repair the Sword of Apocalypse?

 If he fails, the consequences are very serious!

“Since he’s repairing the sword, there’s no reason why he can’t touch the Sword of Apocalypse. Move out of the way and don’t interrupt Little Instructor Lin!” Chu Shanhe yelled. 

Everyone cursed inwardly. That old man wants to push Lin Xun into the pit! 

Lin Xun ignored Chu Shanhe and didn’t notice the worried gazes behind him. 

He seemed to be shutting his eyes to everything. His eyes were intently fixed on the Sword of Apocalypse, and his right hand was clasped around the golden-scaled sword hilt. 

He closed his eyes, and his tremendous spirit sense power spread out like threads of silk, completely enveloping the sword. 

For three full hours, Lin Xun didn’t utter a word. 

He stood motionless with his right hand around the sword hilt. Violet qi rose from the sword body and shrouded his spear-straight body. 

Just as everyone was anxiously waiting, Lin Xun finally moved. Without turning his head around, he said indifferently, “Give me seven days.” 

His comment stunned the entire audience. They had never thought that Lin Xun would agree to repair the sword and not give up!  

“Can…can you really do it?” asked the elder beside him. 

“Not sure yet, but I can give it a try.” As Lin Xun was speaking, he sat down cross-legged on the ground. With his brows screwed tightly together, he fell into deep contemplation. 

Everyone couldn’t help but feel restless. No one had the confidence to repair the sword but Little Instructor Lin readily agreed. Is he not afraid of the consequences of failing? 

Chu Shanhe was overjoyed. As long as Lin Xun agrees to repair the sword, he will no doubt fail!

As a rune grandmaster, Chu Shanhe knew how serious the damage on the Sword of Apocalypse was and that it was almost impossible to repair it. He thought Lin Xun was seeking death to rashly agree to repair the sword!

“Okay, everyone, let’s wait seven days. Little Instructor Lin is going to start the repairing process and mustn’t be disturbed. Let’s leave now and come back in seven days.” Chu Shanhe chuckled. 

He appeared to be thinking for Lin Xun, but in truth, he was driving people away for fear that their persuasion would make the youth change his mind. 

“Then…”    

Everyone looked at each other in dismay, hesitant to leave. 

In the end, Shen Tuo sighed, glanced at Lin Xun, and left with everyone.

Chu Shanhe walked at the back of the crowd. He also glanced at Lin Xun as he left, but his eyes glinted with malice and coldness. 

Only Lin Xun and the four rune grandmasters remained on the fifth-floor hall of the Refinement Tower. 

“Young man, why?”    

“The Sword of Apocalypse has no hope of being repaired. You will destroy it if you try. If that happens, you will face monstrous calamity!” the rune grandmasters sighed. 

However, Lin Xun’s expression remained calm and indifferent, and he quickly said, “Elders, I will have to trouble you for the next seven days. Can you please help me prepare some rune materials, ink, and brushes? Also, can you prepare some aeth medicines that restore physical strength?”  

The four rune grandmasters stared at him blankly. This little guy...really intends to take such a tremendous risk to repair the sword?