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第五卷 天云十二州 第一千二百四十章 莫雪松

Thoughts raced through Lin Xuan's mind as he continued his journey. However, his face remained expressionless, guided by a female cultivator named Lan'er towards the Snowy Crystal Pavilion.

No matter what, he must first achieve his purpose for this trip. As to why Fairy Ruyan had come here, he would have to act according to circumstances later on.

With these thoughts in mind, after about half an hour, Lin Xuan found himself before a crystal-clear building.

It was a grand pavilion that loomed high above the ground, yet it floated in mid-air.

"Lady, this is where we are," Lan'er said softly and respectfully as she opened her lips.

Lin Xuan nodded and turned towards the magnificent and beautiful structure. The entrance was at least seven or eight zhang tall, with a shimmering aura that radiated from its surface. Such an extraordinary building would likely leave most cultivators feeling uneasy, but Lin Xuan's experience was vast; he had even visited the palace of the Asura King. This Snowy Crystal Pavilion, though impressive, held no special significance to him.

The door creaked open as it slowly swung inward. Lin Xuan's pupils constricted slightly as he saw a man in his early forties standing behind it. Wearing a scholar’s robe and with long hair reaching down to his waist, the man exuded an air of unrestrained freedom. His presence was formidable; he was clearly at the peak of the元婴期 (Advanced Spirit Stage), yet one would never guess that both his eyes were blind.

"Sir Li, may I ask where you come from? I am Mo Xuesong, a senior elder of the Heaven Skill Sect," the scholar said with a bow. Even though he was blind, his presence did not affect him as a cultivator; his spiritual sense swept over Lin Xuan, revealing a hint of surprise.

"Indeed, it is Mo Fellow Daoist, whom I have long admired. I am but an independent cultivator without any sect," Lin Xuan replied calmly in return.

It was no wonder that such a statement would be believed by the other party; after all, the cultivation world was one where the strong preyed on the weak and where many things were done to maintain appearances. He had come here merely for business, and he doubted the other party would delve too deeply into his background.

Indeed, Mo Xuesong laughed heartily. "Fellow Daoist, you have truly impressed me with your independent cultivation. Please follow me," he said as he gestured Lin Xuan forward before turning to enter the grand hall. Without hesitation, Lin Xuan emitted a faint green glow and followed him inside. Only Lan'er, a base foundation stage cultivator named Lan'er, remained in place.

As she watched Lin Xuan's back, she sighed softly. She could not dare to intrude into the Snowy Crystal Pavilion and flew away with a sense of desolation.

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After entering the grand hall, Lin Xuan passed through a layer of white light. Before him was no longer a building but a scene of green mountains and clear waters, with an impressive waterfall in full view. The dense aura surrounded them.

Lin Xuan’s expression changed slightly, though he did not show much surprise. Such scenes were nothing new to him; although they were grand, they held little significance for someone like him.

"Ha ha, Fellow Daoist, I apologize for the deception. This is my secluded place," Mo Xuesong said calmly. Despite his middle-aged appearance, as an advanced spirit stage cultivator, he could easily be several hundred years old and calling himself "old man" was perfectly fitting.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist, you are too kind. Indeed, this place is a paradise," Lin Xuan replied, looking at the distant waterfall thoughtfully.

The two then sat down in a pavilion by a mountain stream. A servant brought them tea and fruits.

The young woman serving had a beautiful face and appeared to be no more than seventeen or eighteen years old. Her spiritual pressure was faintly perceptible, indicating she might only be at the灵动期 (Flexible Spirit Stage).

However, Lin Xuan's gaze swept over her, revealing surprise on his face.

"Ha ha, Fellow Daoist has keen eyesight indeed; it seems you have already discerned something," Mo Xuesong’s laughter echoed, sounding very pleasant.

"I am not well-versed in puppetry, but I do have considerable experience with crafting. These two disciplines share some common ground among the myriad arts of cultivation."

Lin Xuan picked up a red fruit from the table and placed it in his mouth. For base foundation stage cultivators, such spiritual fruits were rare treasures; for advanced spirit stage cultivators like him, they merely satisfied their appetites.

"Indeed, this girl is just a puppet I created during my leisure time. While she can pass as real to most people with strong spiritual senses, her abilities are limited. She can only serve tea and water," Mo Xuesong said.

"It's not bad that she can serve tea and water," Lin Xuan replied nonchalantly.

"Oh, if Fellow Daoist likes it, I will give this puppet to you. I will erase its mark shortly." Mo Xuesong was generous with a mere灵动期 (Flexible Spirit Stage) puppet; he had brought Lin Xuan here for significant business.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist," Lin Xuan did not hesitate or show any surprise. At their level of cultivation, such a small puppet held no significance.

"I heard from Sister Xue that Fellow Daoist traveled far to our sect with the intention of purchasing advanced spirit stage puppets. Additionally, Fellow Daoist is also interested in crystal power cannons," Mo Xuesong said directly, his straightforward nature evident as he pointed out Lin Xuan's purpose for coming here.

"Indeed." Lin Xuan nodded without hesitation. "I do wish to purchase these two treasures from your sect."

"Oh? According to our rules, neither advanced spirit stage puppets nor crystal power cannons can be sold," Mo Xuesong said with a raised eyebrow.

"But Sister Cloudy mentioned that all things are negotiable; otherwise, you would not have invited me here," Lin Xuan sipped his tea and replied nonchalantly.

"Ha ha, Fellow Daoist is straightforward. From your appearance, I am curious about what treasures you plan to exchange for these items. Let me be blunt: knowing your status as a great cultivator, you are incredibly wealthy, but our sect does not lack crystal stones or even top-grade treasure artifacts."

"This I understand," Lin Xuan remained unperturbed despite Mo Xuesong's words. If he had enough crystal stones, he would have bought these treasures without needing to invest nine hundred thousand.

With a wave of his sleeve, green light flashed, and a silk box appeared on the table in front of him.

The box was about a foot long and wide, looking ancient with several禁制符篆 (restraining talismans) affixed to its surface. Strange patterns adorned the lid.

"What is this?" Mo Xuesong’s spiritual sense was repelled by the box's restraints, causing his expression to change slightly as he asked.

PS: I've been staying up late for several days now, so my head feels a bit dizzy and typing speed has slowed down. But don't worry; there will be more updates tonight.

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