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第五卷 天云十二州 第一千零二十三章 修罗之门的由来

Lin Xuan's smile was gentle, devoid of any malevolent aura. However, the元婴inside showed signs of terror and tried to cry out for help. Lin Xuan, naturally not a merciful person, ignored it and raised his right hand, pointing with one finger as he performed soul-searching techniques... The元婴immediately lost consciousness.

After nearly a cup of tea's worth of time, Lin Xuan sighed in relief before the元婴tumbled to the ground at his feet. "Young Master, how did it go? Do you know what this jade token is for?"

"Indeed, this is a token to enter the Netherworld Gate." "The Netherworld Gate?"

Few people knew exactly what lay inside. Some ancient texts hinted at its contents, but only heaven could determine if they were true or false.

It was said that anyone who entered and survived would gain great benefits. Several late-stage元婴 cultivators even advanced to the Separation Stage not long after. Others found elixirs that could extend their lifespan or powerful spells beyond imagination.

Such information was enough to drive a cultivator mad, but the dangers of the Netherworld Gate were equally daunting. Dozens of cultivators entered each time, yet only a few survived.

Most fell, including many late-stage元婴 cultivators.

Recalling what he had learned from soul-searching, Lin Xuan's brows furrowed tightly. It was said that there were two Netherworld Gates, not just for the mortal realm but also in the Underworld Realm. This meant that those entering included monsters and demons from the Underworld—ferocious and terrifying beings. No wonder the Netherworld Gate had become so perilous.

Lin Xuan toyed with the jade token in his hand, his expression still somewhat strange.

The Netherworld Gate opened every nine thousand years, and its contents were indeed tempting to mortal realm cultivators. But for celestial realm cultivators, it held little allure. New Moon's identity was significant; why had she come down here? And what about Zhen Wu...

Lin Xuan shook his head, still many questions swirling in his mind. However, he quickly dismissed them for now, leaving the matter to be addressed later. The pressing issue at hand was to leave this place and find a suitable location to cultivate. His journey through Cloud Ridge Mountain had yielded numerous benefits; he would digest those first.

Just as Lin Xuan was thinking this, the Corpse Demon and Pangolin returned to his side one in front of the other.

The two elders from Hidden Swan Sect were dead. Of course, Lin Xuan did not hesitate to pocket their storage bags. He then transformed into a streak of startling light and flew forward.

Clear Source Forest was indeed vast. It took another half day for Lin Xuan to finally leave it.

He continued his journey without stopping, still facing no further dangers. Even though New Moon hated him to the bone, her hatred meant nothing in Cloud Province's immense expanse; finding him would be as futile as a dreamer's wish.

After several days, Lin Xuan arrived at the depths of Longnan. Although it was only one prefecture, its area was roughly equivalent to Youzhou.

Due to the absence of major forces, numerous medium-sized sects and families were scattered here. With more power came greater complexity; bloodshed and violence were rampant, far exceeding other regions. Without a dominant great sect to suppress them, murder and looting were commonplace.

When he first left Clear Source Forest, things had been relatively peaceful. However, in the depths of Longnan, Lin Xuan was robbed seven or eight times in just a few days. Although those who dared to rob him met their end, Lin Xuan grew weary of it. Eventually, even Moonling found it tiresome and refrained from intervening.

Unable to bear it any longer, Lin Xuan slightly relaxed his aura, no longer disguising himself as a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator but instead controlling his realm at the Condensation Core Stage. This made him more noticeable, but he was less likely to be targeted by suspicious individuals while traveling in the wilderness.

Snowy Dusk Manor was located in the western part of Longnan. Besides the famous Snowy Dusk Mountain, there were several miles of spirit veins within a ten-thousand-li radius. It was also where most cultivators in Longnan resided.

This was Lin Xuan's destination; he planned to find a suitable spirit mountain here and cultivate properly.

However, it wasn't as simple as it sounded. Although the spirit veins here were numerous and well-distributed, even the better ones had been claimed by various sects and families. The slightly inferior ones fell into the hands of solitary cultivators.

Lin Xuan did not wish to forcefully seize them; that would attract too much attention.

After some hesitation, he decided to first visit nearby markets.

Apart from purchasing items, markets were also the most reliable sources for information.

Lin Xuan slowed his ethereal light and stopped. He then closed his eyes and released his extremely powerful divine consciousness.

A moment later, a smile appeared on his face. Although Lin Xuan's cultivation level was not mentioned, his divine sense was slightly better than that of late-stage元婴 cultivators. Within two hundred miles, he could pinpoint any living being's whereabouts. Beyond that, it depended on what he sensed; markets were bustling with many cultivators, making the area sensitive to spiritual fluctuations. Lin Xuan could detect them within a thousand li.

With the market's location confirmed, Lin Xuan transformed into a streak of startling light and flew towards his left.

The market wasn't far away. After a cup of tea's worth of time, Lin Xuan arrived at it. It was quite large, with nine intersecting streets and hundreds of shops. Although Longnan was considered a remote region in Cloud Province, Snowy Dusk Manor had numerous cultivators gathered here, making the Condensation Core Stage less conspicuous.

Lin Xuan did not rush to inquire about spirit lands upon entering; instead, he moved between various shops, observing and buying items. Cultivation didn't require immediate attention.

In half a day, Lin Xuan shook his head without finding anything useful. However, there was no disappointment on his face as he gathered information from conversations with the shopkeepers.

Snowy Dusk Manor had over fifty sects and families, among which the largest was Snowy Dusk Sect, boasting four late-stage元婴 cultivators who controlled the best spirit veins of Snowy Dusk Mountain. They had been in existence for tens of thousands of years.

Apart from them, there were seven other sects with late-stage元婴 monsters, while the rest were negligible. Lin Xuan stored these intelligence reports in his mind before entering a nearby pharmacy.

In addition to common elixirs, various types of medicinal herbs were available inside. Suddenly, Lin Xuan's gaze fell on an unremarkable spirit herb.

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