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4 "Impossible!"

Seeing the two treasures meet, Lin Xuan's spear failing to block even a single strike from them, Mo Xuesong's face was filled with shock. He almost appeared as if he had turned into a wooden chicken.

His own divine abilities were clear; in his peer group, he was undoubtedly one of the top figures. How could it be that he seemed helpless? Wasn't the opponent just an advanced-stage cultivator?

His face turned ashen, but the battle still needed to continue. Mo Xuesong clapped his hands, and a red banner appeared in his palms.

Lin Xuan ignored him, suddenly stepping left. His figure blurred before vanishing from sight entirely.

Nine Heaven Microsteps!

Almost simultaneously, several beams of light, about an arm's length thick, shot out from different directions.

Pfft! One of the beams exactly pierced through Lin Xuan's lingering shadow.

Apart from Mo Xuesong and his wife, the five advanced-stage puppet cultivators also made their move.

These puppets had different attributes, representing metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. Each was at an advanced stage, with their eyes glowing faintly. Their hands formed claws as they reached out to grab Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan didn't dodge; instead, a layer of divine light flashed over his body, activating the Nine Heaven Divine Shield.

The opponent's attack proved ineffective. Lin Xuan retracted his fist and grabbed both arms of the puppet with each hand, pulling hard until it was torn in half.

"Impossible!"

Mo Xuesong couldn't help rubbing his eyes, almost thinking he had seen a mistake. The body of these puppets, made from various rare materials, should have been as hard as ordinary treasures. How could they be destroyed by mere hands?

He was both shocked and angry, feeling extremely regretful. As Lin Xuan said, this transaction mainly benefited both parties equally. It wasn't about taking advantage; he had only succumbed to greed...

Although the battle lasted just a few exchanges, Mo Xuesong already knew that neither he nor his wife could match their opponent. Rather than die together, they should run away.

"Xinmei, hurry and go!"

Before he finished speaking, he lunged at Lin Xuan. Many cultivators were cold-hearted; even teachers and students often pretended to be close. In times of crisis, fellow cultivators would sell each other out.

Mo Xuesong's expression turned icy as he extended his hand, the green flame in mid-air turning sharply towards the opponent.

A sharp light blinded Mo Xuesong further. Just now, he had seen this treasure's terrifying power. His spear, though powerful, couldn't withstand a single slash from it.

He reached into his waistband and consecutively summoned several treasures. With his left hand, he flicked out the red banner, which transformed into a fire cloud about an acre in size. But to no avail; the green flame cut through everything like a bamboo shoot being split open.

"Senior Brother!"

Mo Xuesong's wife, dressed in green, her face pale with fear, couldn't bear to leave her husband behind. She had proposed the assassination of Lin Xuan and would never abandon him now.

They must die together.

A determined look appeared on her face as she revealed a scroll from her hand. The ancient design was partly damaged, but it emitted an intense divine pressure. At its center was a firebird, which seemed to be alive, flapping its wings as if it were breathing.

Lin Xuan's pupils constricted. What kind of scroll is this... It doesn't seem to come from the mortal realm.

Lin Xuan turned his head sharply and suddenly saw an unusual light in his eyes. The green-clad woman gasped, feeling dizzy and disoriented.

Her mind was taken over by Lin Xuan's sudden move. He flicked his sleeves, sending a beam of light towards her. Although she reacted quickly, the scroll still fell into his hands.

On the other side, the green flame approached Mo Xuesong, who could only close his eyes to await death.

Suddenly, a sharp light flew from an oblique direction and intercepted the green flame with a 'zhuang' sound.

Lin Xuan was initially taken aback but then his expression turned strange. He didn't attack; instead, he looked towards a spot in front of him where no one was present.

"Senior Brother!"

Seeing her husband survive, the green-clad woman's face showed both joy and relief. Mo Xuesong quickly used his teleportation technique to retreat.

Lin Xuan did not stop them.

"Are you Fairy Ruyan?"

Lin Xuan sighed with a faint smile on his lips.

Before he could finish speaking, silver laughter filled their ears. White light flickered, and the air in front of him rippled like water. A beautiful girl appeared before his eyes.

Her brows were delicately arched, her eyes exquisite, making her an absolute beauty. Though not as stunning as the Cloud Fairy, her skin was so smooth that it could be pierced by a finger, like a newborn baby's.

The divine pressure around her was faint but unmistakable. Both Lin Xuan and Mo Xuesong recognized her as someone from the Separation of Yin realm. She was undoubtedly the first female cultivator in Yunzhou.

"Thank you for saving my life," Mo Xuesong quickly bowed respectfully, his expression extremely respectful.

Ruyan nodded but her gaze fell on Lin Xuan's face, revealing a hint of surprise deep within. She had witnessed everything just now.

Lin Xuan was also at the advanced stage, yet he forced Mo Xuesong and his wife into such a corner with mere movements. His strength and abilities were comparable to hers, if not equal. How could this be? The gap between an advanced-stage cultivator and one from the Separation of Yin realm should be unbridgeable.

Seeing Ruyan ignore him, Mo Xuesong felt anxious. Judging by her actions, she was likely familiar with this Li fellow.

The couple exchanged glances, their faces grim.

Indeed, it turned out that Ruyan had indeed been feigning weakness to trap them. I knew there couldn't be such a powerful figure among the advanced-stage cultivators; he must also be from the Separation of Yin realm.

"Friend Lin, although our relationship with Taiyin isn't deep, we have known each other for hundreds of years. His disciples are in trouble, and it would be unkind to ignore them. Could you give Fairy Ruyan a favor by releasing them?"

"Haha, Fairy is too polite," Lin Xuan smiled. In his heart, he didn't want to offend Tianqiao Sect. Ruyan's appearance was perfect.

Ruyan seemed surprised by how quickly Lin Xuan agreed. His divine abilities were already comparable to the Separation of Yin realm; it should have been a matter of principle for him to refuse. Yet, he easily agreed to release them. Could it be that he had recognized her?

Despite her confusion, now wasn't the time to delve deeper.

"Thank you, Fairy."

Mo Xuesong and his wife were overjoyed, quickly bowing before Ruyan and kowtowing three times. They then turned towards Lin Xuan with respect: "Senior Li... Lin, we are truly sorry for our past ignorance. We will always consider you a friend."

"Enough," Lin Xuan waved his hand. With his deep-seated wisdom, he didn't need to blame himself for turning against them. After all, as he said, killing and stealing in the cultivation world was common; it wasn't about friendship but mutual respect.

"Fairy, your courtesy is too much. I will repay you with my life if needed. Tianqiao Sect will always consider you a friend," Mo Xuesong spoke respectfully. Just moments ago, they were ready to die for each other, now appearing as if nothing had happened. As seasoned cultivators who lived for hundreds of years, their thick faces were legendary.

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