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第五卷 天云十二州 第一千零七十九章 人生百态

Lin Xuan frowned and陷入了 deep thought. After a moment's hesitation, he stepped towards Meng Ruoyan. He wasn't sure if this woman was Chun Yan’s teacher, but since they had met, it was worth giving it a try.

To be honest, Lin Xuan didn’t want to provoke an alchemy cultivator of the Separation Stage. If things went wrong, he might put himself in danger. However, the situation was special now. He and the Thousand Buddha Sect had already formed a deep enmity; those bald monks wouldn't let him off easily.

As one of the seven major forces in the Heavenly Cloud Twelve Provinces, unless Lin Xuan advanced to the Separation Stage, he couldn’t possibly defeat them. But breaking through that stage was no easy task; it would take several hundred years just to think about it. What should he do during this time? Should he become a street rat or hide in some remote and uninhabited place?

Neither of these options seemed good.

But if he could establish a connection with an old monster at the Separation Stage, that might change everything.

At least it would make him more cautious.

Lin Xuan weighed the pros and cons as he approached. Meng Ruoyan was tending to her small stall, displaying only a few pieces of low-grade spirit artifacts, which were both in poor condition and of very low quality. In addition, there were some herbs that weren’t worth much either.

Lin Xuan’s expression stiffened; his doubts began to resurface.

Could it be he had overthought this?

Even cultivators could share the same name.

"Master, what would you like to buy? Although I don't have many items, everything here is of excellent quality and reasonable price," Meng Ruoyan said as she smiled.

"This...?" Lin Xuan scanned the item with his eyes. He showed a hint of surprise on his face.

"I won’t hide it from you. Although I am in dire straits now, my ancestors once produced an alchemy cultivator at the Core Formation Stage. This human skin mask is passed down from our forefathers and is extremely mysterious. You can try it," Meng Ruoyan lied confidently.

This item was something she had obtained through a bet, using seventy-seven different materials to concoct it, almost completely blocking any form of divine sense detection. Unless an old monster at the Separation Stage stood face-to-face with someone wearing this mask, even a high-ranking cultivator wouldn’t be able to spot anything amiss.

Meng Ruoyan didn't know that Lin Xuan had a deep connection with his apprentice. However, she liked this young man and was not surprised by her decision. Over the past few months, Fairy Meng Ruoyan had been forced to suppress her cultivation to hone her heart and endure hardships in the mortal world.

In the competitive world of cultivators, one needed strength, appearance, and connections. Her current state—without any of these—meant she was constantly facing difficulties and bullying. She had seen the ugliness of human nature firsthand, but Lin Xuan was the only person who had ever extended a helping hand to her. The gratitude in Fairy Meng Ruoyan’s heart made her hesitate no longer as she handed over this ingeniously crafted mask.

Lin Xuan recognized its value immediately. He smiled with pleasure as he placed it into his storage bag. Then, he flipped his left palm and revealed several items glowing with spiritual light.

"Master, what are you doing?" Fairy Meng Ruoyan frowned.

"I have already given the mask to repay your kindness from before," she said. "If you give me more treasures now, I would be seen as ungrateful."

Lin Xuan smiled apologetically. "My lady, I understand your concerns. However, this mask is a family heirloom and has extraordinary powers. Although I only helped with a small matter last time, using such valuable items to repay you would be too generous of me."

Fairy Meng Ruoyan blushed slightly. This young man had good character but was rather blunt.

"Moreover, my finances are not abundant. Please accept this gift from me. These spirit pills are suitable for your current stage and should help you advance to the late Formative Stage. There are also some spirit artifacts that can serve as self-defense tools," Lin Xuan said sincerely.

Fairy Meng Ruoyan couldn’t help but laugh at his earnestness. Despite her gratitude, she accepted the gifts with a grateful smile. "Since Master says so, I will accept your kindness."

"Please don't be so formal, my lady. I feel an instant connection when I see you, and we can treat each other as equals in the future. If you like, call me big brother, and I’ll call you little sister," Lin Xuan suggested shamelessly.

This... Meng Ruoyan was truly stunned. This "Master Lin" seemed to be quite generous. In the world of cultivators, seniority was based on cultivation stages; a condensation-stage cultivator would never look down upon a formative-stage disciple, yet this person...

She felt moved by his sincerity.

He really did care about her. Fairy Meng Ruoyan hadn’t considered that he might have figured out her true identity as an alchemy cultivator of the Separation Stage. Her sealing technique was so advanced that even high-ranking cultivators couldn't detect anything through divine senses.

"Master, this is inappropriate; I am just a lowly formative-stage cultivator..." "My lady, why be so formal? We have already formed such a bond from our first meeting. What’s the harm in being informal?" Lin Xuan said with disappointment on his face.

"Big brother, then little sister will take good care of you," Meng Ruoyan bowed gracefully and smiled happily. This wasn’t an act; she felt her heart had just broken through another layer due to this gratitude.

Fairy Meng Ruoyan was both surprised and delighted. It turned out that cultivating one’s heart didn't necessarily require suffering. Life itself—its joys, sorrows, and everything in between—could help refine the heart. Her previous method might not have been the best approach, but it wasn’t entirely without merit.

"Since you are my big brother now, this is a token of appreciation."

Lin Xuan took out thirty pieces of medium-grade spirit stones from his storage bag. "Ruoyan, if you wish to participate in the Heavenly Cloud Trade Fair here, even if you can't afford anything else, it’s still worth gaining some experience. These spirit stones are just for you; don’t hesitate to take them."

"Thank you, big brother," Meng Ruoyan nodded and accepted the spirit stones gracefully. She understood that she needed to fully immerse herself in this role.

Previously, although she had suppressed her cultivation and endured hardships in the mortal world, she still considered herself the top female cultivator of Yun Zhou. This approach didn’t align with her current situation; it was like trying to cultivate while out of sync with her surroundings.

The correct method was to fully enter into this role, no longer seeing herself as a Separation Stage cultivator but rather just a lowly disciple. That’s why she called him "big brother" so naturally and sincerely.

In Fairy Meng Ruoyan's heart, Lin Xuan had earned her gratitude. Although he might have stumbled upon the right path by chance, his actions helped her find a faster way to refine her heart.

Half an hour later, Lin Xuan and Meng Ruoyan parted ways; they each had their own tasks to attend to and couldn’t travel together.

"Master, is this really Fairy Meng Ruoyan of the Heavenly Sea Pavilion?" Yue'er was still in shock after facing what she thought might be a Separation Stage cultivator. "I’m not sure," Lin Xuan said with a hint of confusion on his face.

"What do you mean? You’re not sure? She didn’t give away that mysterious mask, which even high-ranking cultivators couldn’t detect any flaws in. How could a formative-stage disciple have such an item?" Yue'er asked, puzzled.

"It’s hard to say; maybe it really is as she explained—passed down from her ancestors," Lin Xuan said with a smile.

"And you treated her so well, giving her spirit stones and gifts, even calling each other big brother and little sister." Yue'er continued.

"Who cares? I don’t know if she’s Fairy Meng Ruoyan; it could be or not. Regardless of the truth, I’m not at a disadvantage," Lin Xuan said with an enigmatic smile. With his deep understanding, he always acted after careful consideration.

"Oh, how so?" Yue'er asked curiously.

"Simple, think about it. If she is Fairy Meng Ruoyan, pretending to be unaware of her identity greatly increased our bond, and the benefits are obvious. Even if she’s not, I haven’t lost anything; just accepting a little sister for such a mask isn’t much of a loss."

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