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第五卷 天云十二州 第一千零四十八章 交谈

Qin Yan's expression was hesitant. After a moment of deliberation, she finally bit her lip and flashed a determined look before darting into the forest.

In the end, she chose to trust Lin Xuan.

Although human hearts are unpredictable, she felt that Lin Xuan had no ill intentions towards her. The forest in front of them was dense with towering trees, some reaching over twenty or thirty zhang in height—plants usually found only in cold regions.

Entering the forest, moonlight was blocked out. But as a cultivator, Qin Yan didn't need to worry about losing sight of the path.

After a short while, she spotted an open space on the snow-covered ground where a young man with an ordinary appearance was sitting cross-legged.

It was Lin Xuan without a doubt.

Seeing Lin Xuan's expression, Qin Yan felt relieved. She knew that her earlier concerns were unnecessary, but still had some doubts about why he would meet her in such a secluded place at this hour of the night.

"Two hundred years have passed since we last met, and you still look as radiant as ever. Truly a cause for celebration," Lin Xuan said, his tone not too low to avoid sounding insincere.

Qin Yan smiled slightly: "Your words are too kind, Sister. Compared to you, I am but insignificant."

"Where could that be?" Lin Xuan humbly replied, though he kept a calm expression as he secretly observed Qin Yan's reaction.

This beautiful woman of the Cloud Fairy Sect had a somewhat blushed face, but her demeanor was still composed and graceful.

How should he begin?

Lin Xuan’s mind raced. The first thing he wanted to clarify after seeing Qin Yan again was the origin of that transmission talisman.

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After their meeting at the core of cultivation, they would share the moonlight for mutual refinement!

While this promise was delightful, it seemed too sudden and out of place when considered carefully. Was there any connection with Qin Yan?

Only this woman could unravel the mystery. However, Lin Xuan wasn’t so foolish as to directly ask.

The best approach was to hint at it indirectly. As he pondered his words, Qin Yan spoke first: "Sister, if I remember correctly, you said that during our time in Drifting Cloud Valley, you didn't have a spirit root. How did you manage to cultivate so quickly?"

Lin Xuan's expression turned serious, but he kept a nonchalant face. He was no fool; he had prepared his response.

The secret of the Blue Star Sea couldn’t be revealed, but Lin Xuan wasn’t the naive Spirit Flexible Period cultivator he used to be. With broadened horizons, his excuse was flawless.

"Without a spirit root, Sister, do you think that's possible?" Lin Xuan smirked, his expression half-smiling and half-teasing.

"I find it strange too," Qin Yan said with a frown. "But the people who tested my spirit root back then were clearly incompetent."

"They were just too low in cultivation to recognize such treasures. I've heard that Sister resides at the Edge of the Sky Pavilion, where one's experiences are invaluable. Back then, Drifting Cloud Valley was merely a minor sect with its founder only at the Condensation Core stage. The person who tested my spirit root was but a Foundation Establishment cultivator. How could they possibly make such an error?" Lin Xuan’s expression showed disdain, and his words were dripping with sarcasm. He had endured countless taunts from fellow disciples and elders in Drifting Cloud Valley over the years.

Qin Yan wasn’t easily fooled. She frowned and said thoughtfully: "You're right, Sister. For us now, Drifting Cloud Valley is indeed insignificant. But testing a spirit root doesn't require complex techniques; even a Foundation Establishment cultivator wouldn't make such an error."

"Is it that I can't be trusted?" Lin Xuan asked.

"Not at all," Qin Yan said with a smile. "I just find this curious. If you don’t want to say, I wouldn’t dare force the issue."

"In fact, there’s nothing secret about it. Have you heard of the Bitter Spirit Root?" Lin Xuan softened his expression and began speaking.

"Bitter Spirit Root? That peculiar constitution that appears as if without a spirit root but can surpass even the Holy Spirit Root with enough effort?" Qin Yan exclaimed in surprise.

"Correct," Lin Xuan said, pleased with her knowledge.

The tale of Bitter Spirit Root was fabricated by him, but it perfectly explained his sudden rise in cultivation. Qin Yan didn’t suspect anything; instead, she looked at him with admiration. According to ancient legends, achieving the effects of a Bitter Spirit Root required immense hardship that ordinary people couldn't fathom.

It wasn’t surprising that this younger brother could advance to the Advanced Core stage. Over these two hundred years, he must have faced countless trials and tribulations.

With her doubts resolved, Qin Yan’s expression towards Lin Xuan became warmer. They strolled through the forest, sharing their experiences with each other.

The beauty of a woman like Qin Yan was captivating, but Lin Xuan remained unfazed. The path to immortality was fraught with difficulties; nothing could sway his resolve for eternal life, not even the enchanting cloud fairy.

His expression remained calm and composed as he spoke, while some experiences needed to be concealed were easily lied about.

Qin Yan’s smile was charming, but she also kept an eye on Lin Xuan's demeanor. She knew her beauty well; few men could resist it. But this younger brother had a clear gaze.

Qin Yan bit her lip and smiled with satisfaction.

An hour passed without them noticing. It was time to make his request. Otherwise, they would never get to the point if he kept dragging it out.

"Sister, there's something I need to ask you. Please be honest."

"What is it?" Qin Yan’s eyes showed confusion as she noticed Lin Xuan's serious expression. She too became solemn when she realized that this late-night transmission and meeting in such a secluded place might not just be for nostalgia.

"Back then, during our trip through the Stream Leaping Gorge, do you remember that incident?" Lin Xuan hesitated but pressed on.

Of course, Qin Yan remembered. "That was fortunate. If it weren't for your rescue, I would have perished and wouldn’t even have obtained the Nine Heavens Profound Skill."

"It was just a coincidence," Lin Xuan said with a reassuring smile. "You don’t need to worry about it. After we parted ways..."

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