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第五卷 天云十二州 第一千三百七十四章 心得体会玉筒简

"Uncle Lin, the Lushen Peak ahead is where the spring of Immortal Isle flows out. Except for a twenty-li radius around this peak where no cave can be established, you may choose any other spirit veins on our island," Miao Hongying said.

Above the sky, two streaks of lightning hovered. To the left was a young woman in green court attire, about 27 or 28 years old, at the early stage of Spirit婴 Core formation.

This was none other than Chen Hongying, whom Lin Xuan had met once before.

After parting ways with her sister, it was this woman who led Lin Xuan to choose a cave.

Though she was surprised by his joining the Far Horizon Sea Pavilion, her expression remained respectful and courteous.

What about the man?

The addition of two experts at the Separation stage would significantly boost our sect's strength to unimaginable levels.

Under such circumstances, it would be beneficial for the sect’s reputation. Therefore, Miao Hongying was quite persistent in offering assistance.

"Uncle Lin, please wait a moment," Miao Hongying said as her voice reached his ears.

"What is it?" Lin Xuan showed signs of impatience on his face; she really was too talkative.

"Haha, the saying goes that disciples should serve their elders. You shouldn't personally handle the establishment of this cave. Just choose a location," the woman in green said with a pleasing smile.

"Alright, you can send me a transmission talisman once it's ready."

Lin Xuan hesitated for a moment before nodding his agreement. Although he was used to doing everything himself, as the Supreme Elder of Far Horizon Sea Pavilion, some habits needed to change.

After giving instructions to Miao Hongying, Lin Xuan transformed into a streak of lightning and flew towards the western side of Immortal Isle.

Soon, an elegant building appeared in front of him.

Towering and magnificent, it was protected by a layer of azure light.

This was the Far Horizon Sea Pavilion's library. As one of the five major forces in Yunzhou, it housed an extensive collection of classics.

Lin Xuan descended his遁光.

...

Half an hour later.

"Grandmaster, this is the ninth floor of our library. All the classics here are left by generations of ancestors. Only the sect leader and Supreme Elder can enter; even advanced cultivators at the Spirit Core formation stage cannot," said a small woman who looked no more than 17 or 18 years old. Her demeanor was extremely respectful, her cultivation level likely in the late Spirit Core formation stage.

Although the grand ceremony of joining the sect had not been held yet, news of two Separation-stage cultivators joining the Far Horizon Sea Pavilion spread throughout the entire pavilion.

The woman's respect was extraordinary; she would rarely have a chance to see a Separation-stage cultivator like this in her daily life.

"Understood. You may go now," Lin Xuan waved his hand, showing no surprise or excitement.

"Yes, Grandmaster. If you need anything, please call me at any time," the female cultivator curtsied and then left respectfully.

Lin Xuan looked at the pavilion before him. With a flick of his left hand, a palm-sized token appeared in front of him.

He gently raised it, and a red light shot out from within.

A faint 'sizzling' sound entered his ears as the light screen shimmered like water waves. A one-meter-long passage appeared in his vision.

Lin Xuan's face showed satisfaction; he stepped into the pavilion.

Inside was much smaller than expected—only several meters long and wide, with a single bookshelf standing alone.

If not for seeing it with his own eyes, it would be hard to believe that this was one of the Far Horizon Sea Pavilion's most important restricted areas.

There were hundreds of jade tubes on the shelf. These belonged to the Supreme Elders throughout history in the Far Horizon Sea Pavilion.

In other words, they contained the cultivation techniques and insights of Separation-stage cultivators. Even with Lin Xuan's composure, his eyes couldn't help but show intense interest.

Although he had managed to advance due to good fortune, he was still unsure how to proceed with his cultivation next.

For him, this place was a treasure trove, making the decision to join the Far Horizon Sea Pavilion correct indeed.

With these thoughts in mind, Lin Xuan scanned the bookshelf. He then raised his right hand and flicked his index finger, causing a vibrant green jade tube to fly into his palm.

Lin Xuan lowered his head as he sank his spirit into it.

This was named Long Kexin's cultivation insights.

Although she hadn't successfully ascended, this woman had reached the peak of Separation-stage cultivators. Her insights were worth studying in detail, and Lin Xuan carefully pondered them.

...

Meanwhile, the Far Horizon Sea Pavilion was filled with joy.

The addition of two Separation-stage cultivators meant a lot to the sect. Every woman knew its significance. Although Meng Rugan had ordered that the grand ceremony be kept simple, all members were actively preparing. They didn't want their Supreme Elders to feel neglected.

Gifts from overseas sects and families piled up like mountains, but they were not allowed to participate in the grand ceremony.

Despite this, a large number of cultivators gathered near Immortal Isle.

News spread throughout Yunzhou and other regions, creating an unprecedented impact.

Over the years, the Far Horizon Sea Pavilion had expanded too quickly, causing dissatisfaction among some sects and families. The annihilation of Wanshou Sect and Liuhun Valley couldn't deter all ambitious individuals. In the world of cultivation, strength spoke louder than words.

After the battle on Immortal Isle, their strength was weakened, but they now controlled twice as much territory.

What about the five major forces? The Twelve Cloudy States were full of hidden talents; not just them had Separation-stage experts.

They might lose in a one-on-one fight, but if several large sects joined forces, victory would be within reach.

...

However, before any plans could materialize, they were thwarted at the very beginning.

Miao Rugan's successful advancement and the addition of two new Separation-stage experts made their strength comparable to that of Loose Breeze Academy. Who would dare provoke a tiger?

The role of Separation-stage cultivators was clear—no need for action; just the threat alone could make enemies tremble.

...

In the Tianfeng County, Yunzhou, on an uninhabited mountain, a beautiful woman stood atop a 10,000-foot-high peak. She wore a simple white dress that made her look like a celestial maiden.

She looked about 25 or 26 years old and was breathtakingly beautiful.

However, the oppressive aura she exuded was formidable; she was at the middle stage of Spirit Core formation.

Qin Yan

In her hand, she held a colorful talisman—Wanli Talisman. It was sent by her master for her to return to the Far Horizon Sea Pavilion and attend Lin Xuan's grand ceremony.

Her expression was complex as memories of her interactions with Lin Xuan flashed before her eyes.

The Lushen Valley had been a foolish disciple, often mocked by his fellow cultivators, but when crossing streams and ravines, he displayed astonishing strength. Together they could repel enemies.

After the meeting on the moonlit night, they agreed to cultivate together.

What was that transmission talisman about? Qin Yan still didn't understand it fully.

But she couldn't deny that since their encounter in Xue Ming Mountain, she had developed a liking for Lin Xuan.

Now he not only wanted to join her sect but would also become the Supreme Elder.

Qin Yan bit her teeth. She wasn't jealous; she was genuinely happy for his advancement to Separation stage. But she refused to call him uncle.

A proud daughter of heaven, she had her pride. If she couldn't advance to Separation stage, she wouldn't return to the Far Horizon Sea Pavilion.

Qin Yan's beautiful face showed a determined expression as she sank her spirit into the Wanli Talisman and told her master about her resolve before transforming into a streak of lightning and flying away.

...

A million miles away, on the Five-Colored Spirit Mountain, a woman in green court attire held up the legendary sword. Her face was filled with shock.

Of course, this woman was none other than the Five-Colored Fairy.

"A mere hundred years, that Lin boy actually advanced to Separation stage?" If not for knowing Meng Rugan wouldn't deceive her about such matters, the Five-Colored Fairy would never have believed it: "Yuan Yuan's judgment is really good. If that Lin boy is only over 300 years old, ascending to the Spirit World is highly possible."

With this thought, she heaved a sigh of relief. She genuinely cared for her adopted daughter, even though they were allies with the Far Horizon Sea Pavilion.

After all, humans and spirits had different destinies; Yuan Yuan was a celestial bird with a lifespan measured in thousands of years, while Lin Xuan as a cultivator couldn't compare.

If Yuan Yuan fell deeply in love, she would surely be heartbroken when he died. But if he could shatter the void...

PS: Chapter 139 - Third update, 9000 words. As promised, please vote for recommendation tickets! (O(∩_∩)O)

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