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第一百二十二章 徐氏兄妹

Following the young man named Mu Yan, Lin Xuan soared into Mount Bichun.

After passing through several layers of restrictions, they arrived at the main sect’s stronghold. The number of cultivators gradually increased as they proceeded.

Lin Xuan was surprised to find that although most of those they met were disciples in the Flexible Spirit Period, nearly all of them possessed a spiritual artifact.

Mu Yan smiled slightly when he noticed Lin Xuan's astonishment. "Do not be curious, my seniors. All disciples from Mount Bichun will receive a spiritual artifact once their cultivation reaches the middle stage of the Flexible Spirit Period."

Lin Xuan remained composed on the surface but was deeply impressed internally. While Yanzhou had higher cultivation standards than Youzhou, giving all middle-stage Flexible Spirit cultivators a spiritual artifact seemed too extravagant.

No wonder it was one of the three major sects; such generous benefits were no wonder so many scattered cultivators would go to great lengths to join prestigious sects.

Along the way, they met several cultivators from other sects. These individuals belonged to various factions and had received invitations to participate in this event.

Their cultivation levels were quite strong, with most being at the Foundation Establishment stage or even some Core Condensation experts. They were followed by their disciples.

However, there were also many lone travelers like Lin Xuan. Although sects held the strongest power in the cultivation world, scattered cultivators might still have powerful senior brothers who could welcome guests to their respective factions.

Mu Yan respectfully bowed and then stepped back. About fifty or sixty feet ahead was a magnificent stone bridge made entirely of jade.

This was the boundary between Mount Bichun’s Inner and Outer Doors; crossing this bridge meant entering the core region of the mountain.

The Immortal Welcoming Bridge was vast, yet it didn't feel crowded despite having several hundred cultivators gathered on it.

Lin Xuan flew over in his light body technique.

Closer up, he realized that these cultivators were clearly divided into two camps. One side had a larger number and wore uniform clothing, representing various sects or families.

The other side was much smaller and dressed in varied and peculiar attire, indicating scattered cultivators from different regions.

Despite not glaring at each other, the two groups seemed to dislike one another and didn't speak.

Seeing this scene, Lin Xuan frowned. After a moment of contemplation, he flew towards the sect side despite being alone. Although he appeared like a scattered cultivator, his identity as the Young Master of Lingyao Mountain gave him more confidence in handling matters.

"Let others attack first; I will not provoke unless provoked."

Lin Xuan looked up at the large man but didn't immediately act. He was planning how to deal with this fellow more effectively when he suddenly heard a heavenly melody.

"It's the Welcoming Guests Tune!"

Everyone’s attention was instantly drawn. Several disciples from Mount Bichun, led by several immortal cranes, flew in with dozens of cultivators following behind them.

"Look, it's the Tian Shan Sect!"

"Yes, but the sect leader didn't come."

"This is Xu Feng, a rising star of the Tian Shan lineage."

Youzhou had many powerful sects besides the three major ones. Although they lacked Core Formation experts, several Core Condensation experts were present.

Tian Shan was one of the top sects in Youzhou.

Cultivators relied on strength as their foundation; for Mount Bichun to dominate Youzhou, it needed allies like Tian Shan, which was slightly weaker than itself but still a key target for recruitment.

Thus, the welcome for ordinary cultivators was more formal compared to previous receptions.

The Tian Shan sect’s light body technique arrived quickly and soon reached the bridge.

"Please wait a moment; our other senior brothers will come to greet you shortly."

"No need," Xu Feng waved his hand. "I wanted to meet fellow Daoists on this Immortal Welcoming Bridge. Go ahead, everyone!"

Other cultivators also sized up the Tian Shan group, especially Xu Feng. Legend had it that he was only thirty-five years old but already a Core Formation expert.

While effort played a role, his extraordinary talent was truly enviable.

Xu Feng’s divine sense swept downward, and his face lit up with joy. He flashed over to Lin Xuan's side and said, "Haha, Lin junior brother, you're here too! Where is Master Tongyu? Introduce him to me."

"Of course not, Master Tongyu didn't come; I'll represent the sect," Lin Xuan replied.

"Oh, so he’s researching a new type of immortal pill?"

Xu Feng smiled. "Lin junior brother, have you heard that your alchemy skills surpass those of Master Tongyu and are set to become the next master of Lingyao Mountain?"

Lin Xuan shook his head hurriedly. "Of course not; Miss, you must be mistaken. My accomplishments in alchemy cannot compare to my teacher's."

"Junior brother Lin, don't be modest," Xu Feng continued. "At least your talent in alchemy surpasses Master Tongyu’s, and being named the next master of Lingyao Mountain is a fact."

Xu Feng nodded approvingly. "My elder brother mentioned that you just turned twenty but have already achieved Foundation Establishment. Your cultivation speed isn't far behind mine."

The three chatted merrily while other cultivators had various expressions.

Especially the large man from the Leijian Sect, who was livid with envy and embarrassment.

He usually bullied weaker opponents but found himself in a tough spot this time.

Who would have thought that this unassuming young man wasn't a scattered cultivator but a disciple of Lingyao Mountain?

While Mount Lingyao might be slightly more powerful than his own sect, their status in the Youzhou cultivation world was incomparable.

Thanks to their unparalleled alchemy skills, Lingyao Mountain’s cultivators were highly respected. Even the three major sects treated them as honored guests.

It turned out that Mu Yan, a new disciple at Mount Lingyao, had made a mistake during the reception, which is why the welcome for Lin Xuan was less grand compared to Tian Shan's arrival.

Lei Ao felt uneasy and stepped forward, deeply bowing. "I apologize; I was disrespectful earlier. Please forgive my rudeness."

"Is this guy offending Brother Lin?" Xu Feng turned around, and Lei Ao’s face turned even more nervous. He had heard the conversation between Lin Xuan and the Xu siblings and knew their relationship was close.

If Lin Xuan said anything unfavorable about him, Xu Feng would not hesitate to intervene with his sect's power; eliminating Leijian Sect would be a mere formality for Tian Shan.

A single word could decide the fate of Leijian Sect.

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