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第一百零三章 鬼修

Yōu Zhōu had ninety-nine cities, with "Tiān Shuǐ" being one of the largest in its southern region. Located along a major transportation route, it was bustling and teeming with commerce and people.

Three days later, Lin Xuan arrived at the outskirts of Tiān Shuǐ City. After reviewing the city's information mentally, he nodded satisfactorily. Establishing his foundation here would indeed be an excellent choice.

Most cultivators chose secluded locations for their seclusion, as they were most concerned about being disturbed while practicing techniques. Some even opened their dwellings in dangerous places like the Yin Hu Valley or the Ten Thousand Mountains to achieve tranquility. However, such solitude often attracted unwanted attention from beasts and resulted in their demise.

Last time when he refined a top-grade pill, Lin Xuan had chosen a remote wilderness for its concealment. Despite his efforts, an unexpected visitor still found him, though it was a close call. This experience made him break out in cold sweats.

Fortunately, this time he only needed to refine a pill; the risk of establishing his foundation would be much higher. After careful consideration, Lin Xuan finally devised a foolproof plan: "Hide in plain sight."

In accordance with conventional logic, cultivators chose remote and harsh locations for their seclusion. Why not reverse this trend and choose a bustling metropolis instead? Few cultivators sought to linger in the mortal world; thus, his chances of encountering danger would be lower.

The sky was still early when Lin Xuan approached Tiān Shuǐ City unhurriedly. The sturdy walls were constructed from massive stones that weighed hundreds of pounds each, and a wide moat protected the entrance. At the gate stood a row of imposing soldiers.

Entering the city, Lin Xuan marveled at the densely packed buildings and bustling crowds. It had been ages since he walked among mortals after embarking on his cultivation path.

Chasing immortality did not mean renouncing all desires; it was merely one means to that end. Therefore, when he saw a "Xiān Jí Fú" (Sweet Fragrance Prosperity) tavern nearby, Lin Xuan immediately entered and ordered an entire table of delicacies.

After feasting, he called the waiter over: "Waiter, do you have any fine properties for sale in Tiān Shuǐ City?"

"Yes, sir. The Li family in the southern part of the city or the Zhang family in the eastern suburbs..."

Lin Xuan interrupted him with a frown. "I want to buy an estate."

The old man's face lit up: "One hundred taels of silver."

"One hundred taels?" Lin Xuan was surprised but quickly understood. The true value of this estate far exceeded that price, but it was being sold cheaply as a haunted house.

After paying the money and signing the deed, Lin Xuan began to explore his new home. He would establish his foundation here for some time.

Unlike advancing in cultivation techniques, transitioning from the灵动 stage to the筑基 stage signified a leap in cultivation realms. Success meant not only a qualitative change in internal energy but also a transformation of one's body through the washing and purifying process described in the Book of Changes (易经), doubling his lifespan.

Before that, he had something else to do. Closing his eyes, Lin Xuan released his divine sense. After a moment, he smiled playfully when he opened his eyes again.

Lin Xuan walked into the rear garden, where an unremarkable small house stood unlocked. Pushing open the door, he found the interior dimly lit despite it being daytime. The temperature seemed to drop significantly in an instant.

"Whim! Whim!"

A woman's sobs echoed from a corner of the room, and furniture began to shake inexplicably.

Lin Xuan frowned but showed no interest in playing with a ghost. He closed his eyes, channeling internal energy into his right hand, which emitted a white light that transformed into a giant palm, reaching for the corner of the room.

The sound of a wailing ghost abruptly ceased as it was replaced by a terrified scream. A shadow appeared and darted towards the door.

"Trying to run?"

Lin Xuan's divine sense activated, transforming the palm into shimmering ropes that bound the ghostly figure.

"Pardon me, sir! Pardon me!" The ghost revealed itself to be a sixteen-year-old girl with a delicate appearance. Lin Xuan sized her up and pondered.

It wasn't because of her beauty; he had noticed she was a pure yin entity.

In the cultivation world, entities with pure yin bodies could become ghost cultivators. Unlike ordinary厉鬼 (angry spirits), these ghosts retained their intelligence but could solidify into forms after deepening their cultivation.

Cultivators could become immortals, and so could ghost cultivators if they successfully transcended their trials to become ghost immortals.

In other words, a pure yin entity was akin to a living person with a灵根 (spirit root), but much rarer. Typically, only one in tens of thousands of ghosts would be lucky enough to have such an entity.

Of those fortunate ones, the chance of becoming a ghost cultivator was even slimmer—less than ten percent. Talent alone wasn't enough; someone had to introduce them into the cultivation path.

Lin Xuan secretly observed the young girl. She grew more frightened as he stared at her silently. She only wanted peace in this estate and hadn't done anything wrong.

Although she had been a ghost for a short time, she had heard of cultivators' legends—immortals who could refine ghosts to create magical treasures.

"Your name?" Lin Xuan asked when the girl's fear reached its peak.

"Línér."

Lin Xuan was taken aback. They shared the same surname. He carefully examined her again before speaking: "Do you want me to spare your life?"

"Yes, please, sir! I really haven't done anything wrong."

"Alright, but you must recognize me as your master."

"Recognize a master?"

"Yes, if you do so, not only will I spare your life, but I can also teach you the methods of ghost cultivation. In time, you'll solidify into a form and achieve immortality."

Lin Xuan's voice was alluring. He wasn't suddenly compassionate; he was considering his own benefits.

Encountering a pure yin entity was a great fortune for cultivators. Cultivator strength came from various sources: cultivation level, pills, crystals, and magical treasures.

However, this was the usual case. The path of cultivation encompassed many aspects—refining pills, drawing talismans, crafting tools, setting up arrays, and more. Keeping powerful insects or signing with formidable beasts were also ways to enhance one's strength.

But raising such creatures required immense effort. It would be wiser to focus on personal cultivation rather than spending so much time and energy.

However, encountering a pure yin entity was different. By forming a master-servant contract with him, the ghost could cultivate independently without expending any of his own energy. He would gain an obedient servant who would grow stronger over time.

In fact, a pure yin entity could double one's cultivation strength.

Such benefits were known to all cultivators, but finding such entities was incredibly difficult. Even condensation-stage cultivators spent decades searching in areas with heavy阴气 (yin energy) without success. Lin Xuan's luck had been exceptionally good.

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