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第一百三十三章 极魔洞

"Is that so?"

A cool voice filtered in, resonating through the air with a pleasant yet icy tone.

Instantly, the entire guesthouse fell silent.

With delicate footsteps, an exceptionally beautiful woman approached from the staircase. Though she appeared to be only in her late teens or early twenties, her presence exuded a refined aura.

"Ouyang Fairy!"

Someone exclaimed, and the entire guesthouse buzzed with activity. Ouyang Qinxin was a respected elder of Biyun Mountain, one of few female cultivators who had advanced into the Condensation Core stage in all of Youzhou. She was indeed one of them.

Her treasure was also quite unique—a graceful vertical lyre that, when combined with her cultivation technique, proved exceedingly sharp and far superior to those of her peers.

Seeing Ouyang Fairy again, Lin Xuan's eyes flickered with a hint of surprise but remained calm. With his current cultivation level, unless it was an infant spirit monster, no one could penetrate the Illusionary Face Technique he had mastered.

The guesthouse quickly fell silent once more as cultivators kept their thoughts to themselves. Only the young man who had boasted earlier, now looking pale and trembling, stood out.

"What did you say just now?"

Ouyang Qinxin walked over slowly, her jade-like face showing no emotion.

"I, I..."

He stammered, hesitating for a moment before suddenly forming a hand seal that transformed into a yellow light, flying towards the window.

Lin Xuan's expression softened with pity. A mid-Flexible Spirit cultivator using a low-grade spiritual artifact to flee from Ouyang Qinxin was as foolish as dreaming of escaping a tiger by running faster than it.

This was an incredibly stupid move!

Words lead to worries; actions bring disasters. Talking without restraint is the path to misfortune, and this situation had turned out poorly.

Had he not fled but instead apologized sincerely, Ouyang Qinxin might have merely given him a mild lesson as her senior in the Condensation Core stage. But now...

Ouyang Qinxin's delicate brows furrowed with anger. Without making any move, she simply swept her sleeves and sent out a red light thin as a silver needle.

The attack came from behind.

The red light struck the cultivator's escape light accurately.

A pained cry echoed, followed by the sight of the scholar falling from the sky, rolling on the ground in agony.

Lin Xuan's heart stirred. Using his divine sense to scan, he found no trace of spiritual energy emanating from the man. If Ouyang Qinxin had suspected him, his fate would have been far worse than just losing his cultivation level.

Seeing the power of a Condensation Core cultivator, everyone fell silent.

After Ouyang Qinxin sat down, someone quickly settled the bill and left. Lin Xuan hesitated for a moment before following suit.

Leaving the market district, he immediately used his escape light to fly away.

Although meeting Ouyang Fairy had piqued his curiosity about her mission and whether it was related to the theft of Seven Stars Grass, as long as she didn't suspect him, there was no need to worry. Returning to the mountain to refine the Easy Classic Pills for cultivation was more important.

In the evening, Lin Xuan landed in a desolate plain.

The area around him was uninhabited, but he could only sleep outdoors. For cultivators, this wasn't an issue.

Releasing his divine sense and searching nearby, he found no danger before settling at a sheltered spot to rest.

At midnight, as Lin Xuan slept soundly, his eyes suddenly opened with surprise and gravity. He quickly took out a Hiding Spirit Pill and swallowed it.

He concealed his cultivation and minimized spiritual energy fluctuations.

Then, from his storage bracelet, he took an invisibility talisman and stuck it on himself.

His figure vanished instantly.

Just as he finished these preparations, a white light appeared in the distance and swiftly approached. Lin Xuan frowned; this familiar light seemed to have been seen before.

The light landed about fifteen feet away, revealing a middle-aged man dressed in a moon-white Daoist robe.

He had messy hair but looked neat, giving off an air of elegance.

Most striking was his single left arm.

Taoist White Sword!

Lin Xuan's heart skipped a beat. His mind raced as he considered the coincidence. Had he met two important figures from Biyun Mountain in less than a day just because of the theft of Seven Stars Grass?

But facing a late-stage Condensation Core cultivator, Lin Xuan was not complacent. He carefully concealed his divine sense. The Hiding Spirit Pill's effect was superior to the raw red lotus root juice, and combined with his Nine Heaven Mystical Art, which also included techniques for concealing spiritual energy, he felt secure.

"Ah, Brother Zhang, long time no see."

Taoist White Sword opened his eyes, showing a hint of dissatisfaction. "You're late."

"Haha, sorry, I had some matters to attend to," replied the scholar with a smile.

Taoist White Sword's expression worsened but he quickly calmed down: "Let's not talk about it. Let's get down to business—did you bring what we need?"

"Yes." The man's playful demeanor vanished as his face turned stern, throwing a storage bag to Taoist White Sword.

"This item was obtained by the Evil Monarch after much difficulty from the Western Sea."

Taoist White Sword ignored him and delved into the storage bag with his divine sense. Satisfied, he put it away.

"Brother Taoist White, regarding the matter entrusted by the Evil Monarch..."

"Don't worry, I've already arranged for Ouyang Qinxin to come in half an hour. The item the Evil Monarch desires is in her possession."

"In this woman's hands?" The man's face showed excitement but he confirmed with caution.

"I have investigated thoroughly. Ouyang Qinxin was the sole survivor of the Ouyang family three hundred years ago, and that Heaven Pole Diagram must be in her hands."

"Haha, excellent. As long as we present the Heaven Pole Diagram to the Evil Monarch, it will be a significant achievement. He has promised to make Brother Taoist White vice-cave master of our Extreme Demon Cave."

Extreme Demon Cave! Lin Xuan frowned at this name.

As the name suggested, the Extreme Demon Cave was a sect composed of evil cultivators, but in Youzhou's many factions, it was merely mid-tier and far less powerful than the three major powers. Taoist White Sword, as an elder of Biyun Mountain, held high rank; he wouldn't seek such a minor position.

"Thank you for your offer, but I have already provided information about the Heaven Pole Diagram in exchange for the Sea Algae. We are even now. As for vice-cave master, I'm afraid I am not interested."

This statement made Miao Diao's face turn red with anger, but he quickly masked it and smiled: "Brother Zhang thinks poorly of our Extreme Demon Cave? Haha, since the Evil Monarch became cave master a hundred years ago, we evil cultivators have worked hard to improve our strength."

"Oh?"

"Our true power is just an iceberg. If one-on-one, even Biyun Mountain would be outmatched," boasted Taoist White Sword.

Taoist White Sword's eyebrows raised in skepticism. He had only agreed to this transaction because the Sea Algae could cure his ailment and did not want to align with evil cultivators. "Brother Zhang, is what you say a lie? In any case, thank you for your good intentions. The Extreme Demon Cave welcomes you at all times."

"Humph." Taoist White Sword didn't speak further but transformed into an escape light that vanished into the horizon.

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