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, Lin Xian was delighted as he put Xia Guocao in his bag. Although it didn't disappoint him, the danger wasn't over yet; that bald monk wouldn't let him go easily. How could he escape?

Lin Xian remained calm on the surface but started deep in thought after returning to his seat.

With his current abilities, even if faced with attacks from two or three Great Daoists, he had a ten percent chance of escaping successfully. However, against an Immortal Stage cultivator, it was completely different. Lin Xian, while cultivating, liked reading various books and knew that the Immortal Stage marked a watershed in the path to cultivation. After advancing to this realm, one could mobilize primordial energy from heaven and earth, which was entirely different from previous combat methods.

Otherwise, during the battle at the Heavenly Edge Pavilion, it would have been impossible for that first female cultivator of Yunzhou to single-handedly kill tens of thousands of cultivators.

Eight late-stage Immortal Stage cultivators wouldn't last even a cup of tea in her hands.

Of course, different stages had their own differences. If he could eliminate the隐患of his demonic embryo and advance to a Great Daoist, using the divine artifact, True Soul Fire, and the true soul strike together might allow him to contend with an Immortal Stage cultivator for some time. However, now...

Facing that bald monk, he was certain of death, and escaping was nothing but a dream.

Even though Lin Xian had many strategies, due to the vast difference in strength, he couldn't think of any way to escape.

Unless... there was help!

And this helper shouldn't be too weak. They should be at his level so that together they might have a chance to escape from that bald monk's hands.

But where could he find such a powerful helper?

Although Mo'er had the Xuan Yin Treasure Box, she hadn't successfully formed an embryo yet, and even with Ghostly Black Ink added, her strength was only equivalent to a late-stage Immortal Stage cultivator. Perhaps slightly stronger, but still far inferior to middle-stage cultivators, unable to help him.

Lin Xian's eyes closed as he quietly released his divine sense to scan the surroundings. Suddenly, his eyebrows twitched, and he opened his eyes with a sudden look of clarity. A figure appeared in his mind from afar.

Princess New Moon!

She had indeed come to participate in this trade fair.

Was it just out of interest or for some other purpose?

Her cultivation stage was the same as his—middle-stage Immortal Stage—but as a scattered immortals' daughter, her techniques were extremely profound and far surpassed ordinary Great Daoists. If they joined forces, perhaps they could escape from that bald monk's hands.

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