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第五卷 天云十二州 第一千二百四十二章 林轩的算计

Snow Crystal Pavilion.

Lin Xuan took out three precious treasures. Even Master Elder Tianqiao's composure couldn't hide his joy, as he handled them with care and delight. Lin Xuan did not urge him; instead, he sipped tea while the fruits on the table were quite tasty. In a moment, it had been over an incense stick’s worth of time.

"Friend Daoist, I am very satisfied with these three sets of armor. What do you wish to exchange from our sect?" Li Daoyou said quickly.

Lin Xuan did not take offense but simply reached out and took out a jade cylinder from his waistband. "Daoyi Friend, don’t be in such a hurry. I came all this way for a reason; it’s not just for your amusement. Three sets of armor are not enough, but if you add the ancient method of forging armor..." Lin Xuan spoke confidently with a satisfied smile on his face.

"What? So many... Brother Li, aren’t you making fun of me!" Mo Xuesong was stunned when he heard Lin Xuan’s request. Three complete sets of armor were indeed significant for Tianqiao Sect, but the conditions seemed too extravagant. It was almost like extortion. "Brother Li, you are an advanced-stage Immortal, so if you wish to trade, please show a bit more sincerity."

Lin Xuan did not take offense; instead, he said, "Mo Daoyi, I have come from afar with good intentions and won’t waste your time for nothing. Three sets of armor aren’t enough, but add the ancient method of forging armor, and you’ll see if that’s still too much." Mo Xuesong was taken aback as Lin Xuan touched his chin, revealing a sly smile.

"Indeed, this is an ancient method of forging armor. I agree to your terms," Mo Xuesong said with regret. Ten advanced-stage puppet souls and over a hundred Crystal Power Cannons were indeed a hefty sum for Tianqiao Sect. This was a heavy blow. However, he had no choice but to agree.

This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity; missing it would mean losing everything. While the three sets of armor were valuable, recreating ancient armor techniques from them alone seemed unlikely. After all, every art in cultivation required years of refinement and experience. But with the notes left by an ancient armor forger, things could be different...

Although he was now outsmarted, Lin Xuan had his own plans. With ten advanced-stage puppet souls, Baixuan Pavilion’s strength would increase significantly. The Crystal Power Cannons placed in the main hall, combined with the sect’s protective array, would make it impenetrable. As for what he was giving away...

The three sets of armor were merely practice pieces compared to the Green Flame Qilin Armor. They were just a waste.

As for the method of forging armor within the jade cylinder? It couldn’t possibly be the original version; Lin Xuan had written it himself. The content only covered basic theories, with very few advanced techniques. While Tianqiao Sect could indeed forge armor using these principles, they would not produce anything superior. In short, there was no threat to him.

Still, as one of the seven major forces, Tianqiao Sect had countless wise individuals who might take a few thousand years to rediscover and perfect the technique. But by then, Lin Xuan would already have ascended to the Spirit Realm. He always planned meticulously before acting, targeting the sect’s weaknesses, and this move was indeed effective.

"Although I agreed to your exchange terms, I must admit that you also made a hefty request. Puppet souls are fine, but over a hundred Crystal Power Cannons will take some time for our sect to allocate," Mo Xuesong said helplessly. "Three days?"

"Exactly, three days."

"If it’s just this much time, I have no problem. I’ll go back now and let you know once I hear anything." Lin Xuan nodded in agreement after a moment of thought.

"Alright then, Daoyi, there’s no need for me to see you off. You don’t have to stay at the VIP lounge; if you’re interested, feel free to explore. Just avoid our forbidden areas, and we’ll treat you warmly," Mo Xuesong said with a smile as he stood up.

Lin Xuan bowed and then emitted a bright green light, transforming into a streak of lightning that shot out from the entrance.

Mo Xuesong’s smile slowly faded as a cold expression appeared on his face. A rumbling sound entered his ears; in the distant mountain wall, there was a cave where a young woman emerged.

She wore a green dress and looked no more than twenty years old, with a beautiful appearance and formidable spiritual pressure, making her an advanced-stage Immortal.

"Lord, are you really going to exchange ten puppet souls and over a hundred Crystal Power Cannons for that?" The woman frowned when she appeared, clearly disapproving of the deal. "Xin Sister, Brother Li also doesn’t want to do it, but we must get this method," Mo Xuesong shook his head, visibly in pain.

"I understand your brother’s intentions, but why exchange? He is alone; why not..." The woman released a terrifying aura as she spoke, though her words were incomplete, the meaning was clear.

"Absolutely not!" Mo Xuesong shook his head and rejected his companion's suggestion. "Although seizing treasure is common in cultivation, this situation is different. We must maintain basic integrity when doing business. If someone comes to our sect for a trade and we kill them and take their goods, if the news leaks out, it will damage our reputation. Such suggestions are not to be considered."

"Besides..."

"What besides?"

"Even though he’s an advanced-stage cultivator, his actions were too extravagant. He bought mushrooms with nine million crystals without batting an eye. Such a person claims to be a wandering cultivator; do you believe that, Sister?" Mo Xuesong hesitated before carefully explaining his feelings.

"It can’t be true. You are already at the peak of the Immortal stage and our sect’s chief elder. Your cultivation techniques far surpass those of ordinary high-stage cultivators," the woman said in disbelief. "I’m not sure either; it might just be a misperception, but this Li fellow is definitely formidable. The idea that he’s a wandering cultivator is absurd. We’d better not entertain any other thoughts."

In Tianzhou, the Demon Domain Mountains, an old monster named Feng Liang was recounting a love-hate story from eight hundred years ago to Xiao Jian.

The matter wasn’t complicated; it involved three people at the Separation Stage, making it quite dramatic.

Feng Liang and Wangtinglou were evenly matched in terms of cultivation techniques and power. The outcome was uncertain until Meng Rumei joined.

However, Feng Liang’s character was extremely peculiar. If he left, he would let Wangtinglou save the beauty, and he wouldn’t be able to enjoy her himself. Such a scenario was unacceptable to him.

Rather than break, he chose to shatter. He used all his abilities without targeting Wangtinglou, who was of the same stage.

He inflicted severe damage, even taking a hit from Wangtinglou that left him severely injured and bleeding profusely. He killed Meng Rumei with a sword before she could escape, reducing her to dust with his法宝.

Xiao Jian couldn’t help swallowing as he heard this. "Senior, if you say so, then Meng Rouyan’s sister must have perished at your hands."

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