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第五卷 天云十二州 第一千三百四十七章 时间惊变

Lin Xuan toyed with a spirit pill in his hand.

Then, he clutched both hands and placed the pill on his palm.

For an婴灵 cultivator, this item was already quite significant; it could be called a holy supplement. However, Lin Xuan wasn't satisfied because the purple苑丹 (Purified Purple Herb Pill) in his hand was clearly of lower grade.

Why not refine the blue Star Sea?

The thought led to action. Lin Xuan took a deep breath and first adjusted his emotions before performing Inner Vision Technique. The familiar scene made Mo'er close her mouth obediently.

During refinement, no disturbances were allowed; Little Miss didn't want to let Lord's efforts go to waste.

In his dantian (spiritual core), two infants sat facing each other, with the妖丹 (Demon Core) floating above them. Around them, threads of qi crisscrossed in various colors representing the five elements: gold, wood, water, fire, and earth.

Below this arrangement was a small lake that served as Lin Xuan's source of spiritual energy.

Farther away, countless sparkling blue light points flickered, forming a beautiful star cloud. The area had expanded significantly since he first obtained the treasure.

The number of light points grew with his cultivation; though not vast like an ocean, they stretched beyond sight in this tiny world.

In his qianmen (vital energy sea), everything was peaceful and harmonious. Lin Xuan's expression showed satisfaction as no extra actions were needed. The movement patterns of the blue light points changed, flowing through his body to his limbs.

His body felt like it was on fire, then turned icy cold, causing intense shivers. This cycle repeated, but for a normal cultivator, such discomfort would have made them roll around in pain. As an advanced婴灵 cultivator and one with exceptionally resilient willpower, this wasn't much of an issue.

Lin Xuan's face showed no signs of pain; his expression remained calm as he focused on the changes in his vital energy.

This process didn't last long—about three hours—and all discomfort vanished. Lin Xuan smiled satisfactorily.

Since advancing to late-stage婴灵, although Lin Xuan had many tasks, he still found time for cultivation. With his diligence, he seized every moment to practice.

As expected, sitting meditation required the consumption of spirit pills. However, the effects of the紫毙丹 (Purple Death Pill) were incomparable to those of the苑丹 (Purified Purple Herb Pill).

Indeed, the difference between them was beyond measure; the strengthening and nurturing effect of the紫毙丹 on his vital energy was something that untried cultivators couldn't even imagine.

Lin Xuan was overjoyed. With this pill and the dense qi in his凝聚灵空间 (Concentrated Spirit Space), he and Mo'er might reach late-stage婴灵 within a few decades.

"Mo'er, how do you feel?"

Lin Xuan passed a spirit pill to the girl beside him.

"Mmm."

Mo'er nodded with interest. After consuming it, she began sitting in meditation as well.

Lin Xuan watched anxiously from the side.

After three hours, Mo'er opened her eyes.

"How are you feeling?"

"Lord, this pill is truly miraculous," Mo'er said with a smile.

Lin Xuan relaxed; although Mo'er had凝聚了 (gathered) her body, she still belonged to the阴魂鬼物 (ghostly spirits). He was worried that the pill wouldn't work on her.

Fortunately, he was wrong.

Both master and servant continued their meditation. When the pills were finished, Lin Xuan refined another batch before using the blue Star Sea to refine it to mid-grade.

Their cultivation techniques differed; Lin Xuan's Phoenix Dance Nine Skies Technique had reached its fourth-layer peak—already an extreme for a婴灵 cultivator.

Mo'er, on the other hand, had learned from Xiao Tao the True Explanation of the Deva Vidyaraja, also known as The Adeva Vidyaraja. This was Mo'er's pre-life cultivation technique; though she only knew a fraction of it, its power was formidable enough to destroy true immortals.

Lin Xuan often sparred with her, believing that experience was crucial for Mo'er. With the万年灵乳 (Ten-thousand-year-old Spirit Milk), he felt his储灵带 (Spirit Storage Belt) could retire. However, something strange happened; when he took it out, it turned to ash and smoke.

Since obtaining this item from Jade Xuan Yin, Lin Xuan couldn't recall how many times he had used it. It seemed the time was finally up for the spirit pill's refinement.

Lin Xuan felt a sense of loss as the treasure was destroyed; after all, even among peers, he appeared young, and the path to immortality grew more challenging with each step. If he couldn't ascend to the Spirit Realm, his current glory would eventually turn to dust.

Forty years had passed without him noticing.

Lin Xuan's cultivation was now nearing perfection in late-stage婴灵, but there was still room for improvement. While sitting in meditation, a sudden sound echoed in his ears—startling Lin Xuan and causing him to look surprised.

The strange noise came from his waist.

This was unusual!

Lin Xuan reached out and a token appeared before him. It was black, about the size of his palm, resembling jade but he couldn't identify its type.

It seemed related to the Deva Gate; it might be an entry token.

On one side, there was a grotesque face, while two ancient characters read "Deva" beside it. On the other side, many strange patterns were visible, with the most prominent being numbers.

"Three."

Lin Xuan knew what these numbers meant—three more years until the Deva Gate opened, causing chaos across the world.

Lin Xuan sighed; he would likely still be confined to this independent space when that happened.

Alas!

However, Lin Xuan's expression quickly changed from sorrow to shock. The number "3" on the token suddenly increased rapidly.

Ten, fifteen, twenty, fifty

The numbers grew faster and faster until they reached one hundred.

"What?"

Even with his composure, Lin Xuan's face paled as he stood up abruptly.

"Lord, what's wrong?"

Mo'er sensed Lin Xuan's sudden agitation through their mental link. He was usually calm even in the face of disaster; this must be serious—perhaps he had gone mad?

Thinking so, Mo'er couldn't sit still and teleported to Lin Xuan's meditation room.

Seeing him fine, she relaxed but remained wary.

Lin Xuan narrated his discovery to her.

"What? The number on the Deva Jade Token has changed?" Mo'er's expression was one of shock.

"Exactly!"

Lin Xuan was equally surprised. This was too incredible.

"So, the opening of the Deva Gate is delayed?"

"I'm not sure, but it should be," Lin Xuan replied.

In a remote mountain range in Yunzhou,

A mournful howl echoed through the air, accompanied by thick demon energy. Yet, this energy was unlike that emitted by ordinary beasts; within a hundred miles, no birds or animals could be seen, let alone insects and ants.

Amidst several ancient trees arranged strangely, a monster over ten feet long roared into the sky. Its appearance was grotesque—human-faced with tiger-like paws, exposed fangs, and a saber-toothed tail that lightly tapped the ground, sending dust flying due to its immense strength.

If Lin Xuan were here, even his composure would have been shaken by this formidable creature.

Omen!

Though just a fragment of a soul, as one of the Four Fiends in the Spirit Realm, it was already an impressive entity.

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