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第一千四百六十章 林轩赠宝

"This... This must be at least two hundred thousand years old?"

True Man Daoist Tongyu was shocked, almost thinking he had misread it. Purple Asterisk Grass that was tens of thousands of years old was already extinct in the mortal world; how did Lin Xuan come by this grass that was two hundred thousand years old?

Even if he were at the Separation and Union stage, some things weren't just about having a high realm. Such spiritual herbs shouldn’t even appear in the mortal world.

He was shocked beyond measure, but True Man Daoist Tongyu had deep scheming. He quickly regained his composure and realized that worrying over such trivial matters wouldn’t help him now.

Rooting out the truth wouldn't bring any benefits; what mattered was that this desired spiritual herb was right in front of them.

Originally, their entry into the Netherworld Gate was just a stroke of luck. Now with this divine opportunity, there was no reason to miss it.

Even with his deep-seated wisdom, True Man Daoist Tongyu’s face showed unease at the moment. After all, this concerned whether he could remove the time poison; how could he not be anxious?

"Brother Lin, I know you have advanced to Separation and Union. The treasures on our persons are now beyond your eyesight, but..."

True Man Daoist Tongyu hesitated before speaking, only for Lin Xuan to interrupt him mid-sentence.

"My friend, where do you get off saying such things? Although the times have changed, we no longer stand at the same level as before. But regardless, there is still a master-student bond between us. As they say, it takes ten years to share a boat and a hundred years to share a pillow. We are fated to meet in past lives; who knows if we will ever see each other again? Master, I call you by your name once more as a token of gratitude for your care towards Xuan'er back in Youzhou."

Lin Xuan's words left the three stunned, but his tone and voice were filled with sincerity.

True Man Daoist Tongyu and the two cultivators exchanged glances. After a long while, he swallowed hard before asking, "Do you mean to give this Purple Asterisk Grass to me?"

It was no wonder True Man Daoist Tongyu reacted so strongly. Although the Purple Asterisk Grass was just an ordinary spiritual herb, one that was two hundred thousand years old was invaluable. Its value could not be measured in crystal stones.

Even for Separation and Union cultivators, it was a precious treasure.

Lin Xuan actually gave it to him like this?

He wasn't talking about their bond as master and student.

Cultivators valued practical benefits. Besides, when he had accepted Lin Xuan into his sect back then, he had seen the "hard spirit root" in him. If they encountered a more advanced cultivator or fell into some restrictions, wouldn’t it be foolish to risk their lives for treasures?

Who didn't desire spiritual herbs and treasures, but one also needed life.

"Yes, Master, I can rest easy now," Lin Xuan said with a sigh of relief.

"Thank you."

He didn't say much more. But those few words made his gratitude feel even more genuine.

"There's no need to thank me. I mentioned earlier that this is just a token of my student’s gratitude. Additionally, I have one last piece of advice for you."

"My friend, please speak," True Man Daoist Tongyu said without any airs, knowing the time was ripe.

"Since you already have the spiritual herbs, there's no need to stay in the Netherworld Gate anymore. Although your cultivation is high, this place is fraught with danger. It would be unwise to risk one’s life for treasures."

"Thank you for your kind advice. Even if you didn’t say it, I was planning on finding a secluded place and waiting quietly until the time of the Netherworld Gate ends before being automatically released."

True Man Daoist Tongyu spoke sincerely. His words were not just empty talk; they reflected his true feelings. Three against one could barely hold their own against a late-stage Inner Core cultivator, let alone higher-ranked cultivators or traps.

Who didn’t desire spiritual herbs and treasures? But life was necessary to enjoy them.

"Indeed, Master, I can rest easy now. My last request is..."

"My friend Lin, please speak your mind. If there’s anything within my power, I will not hesitate," True Man Daoist Tongyu said with great enthusiasm.

"I thank you for that. Actually, it's nothing much. I just hope you can give me a copy of the elixir formula to cure the Jade Net Bee venom."

"It is but a small matter; there’s no problem at all."

True Man Daoist Tongyu heaved a sigh of relief. He had initially thought Lin Xuan was going to ask for something difficult, only for it to turn out that he just wanted a copy of an elixir formula. He stretched his hand and tapped his waist, revealing a greenish jade tube.

Then True Man Daoist Tongyu sank his divine sense into the tube.

After a short while, he raised his head and respectfully handed over the jade tube.

Lin Xuan took it with one hand, not even looking at it before putting it in his pocket.

"Thank you, Master. Please take care. I bid you farewell."

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Xuan’s entire body was enveloped in a green glow as he flew away towards the distance. Only the three of them remained where they were.

After a long while, the monk and the old woman finally exhaled in relief.

Although Lin Xuan had already concealed his spiritual pressure to an extent that it could not be felt, such close proximity with a Separation and Union cultivator still affected him.

They didn’t dare breathe, as if they were frogs under a snake’s gaze. This had nothing to do with whether Lin Xuan was hostile or not; it was just the natural reaction of lower-stage beings towards higher-stage cultivators.

Like how dogs trembled in fear before tigers, both reactions stemmed from the same principle.

"True Man Daoist Tongyu, this Lin... Lin senior, really used to be your student?"

Despite witnessing everything that had happened, the old woman still found it hard to believe and asked dryly.

"Yes, Lady Long has already seen him. But now Lin Xuan is at Separation and Union; what right do I have to call myself his master."

True Man Daoist Tongyu said with a self-deprecating smile. His mood was mixed—grateful for Lin Xuan’s help but also envious of the former student who had become an elder.

This wasn’t about having a broad heart; it was just human nature.

"Lin Xuan, Lin Xuan..." The old monk frowned and muttered to himself.

"Master Lingzhong, what are you doing? Did you find something wrong?" True Man Daoist Tongyu was surprised, opening his mouth in surprise.

The white-robed old woman’s expression mirrored his.

"Do the two of you not think that name Lin Xuan sounds familiar?" The monk said unexpectedly.

"Familiar?"

True Man Daoist Tongyu, despite his deep scheming, found himself momentarily confused. However, the old woman’s face showed a thoughtful look.

"Lady Long, have you also remembered something?"

Afterword: The next 1000 words are free for everyone to read.

This is the second update of today; I originally planned to write 5000 words but saw Ziluolang's comment in the book review section and decided to add an extra 1000 words.

Also, a heartfelt confession: Yes, I do have a co-cultivation partner now, but don't worry, my Raindrops are safe. My main focus is still on *A Hundred Refinements to Immortality*. After all, co-cultivation requires spending money, and how can I not work hard?

However, I am a slow writer; it takes me about 8 hours to write 5000 words when my state isn't good. During the last burst of writing, I even had to work overtime until late at night.

I'm not lazy; I just write slowly. Remember that during the last Nanning Writing Conference, everyone talked about their speeds. Some people can write 6000 words in less than two hours, while it takes me around seven or eight hours for 5000 words when my state isn't good.

*The Refinement of a Hundred Battles* has been doing well; not only have I lost votes, but even the recommendation list is hard to get into. I rely on this for my living and now need to support a family. Honestly, how can I not be anxious? But I really can't write fast. Sigh.

I won’t say more; I know it’s my problem and feel guilty about everyone's support. In any case, I will work hard and strive to improve myself so that one day I can write faster.

I will aim for 6000 words a day, but please give me time. Improving speed isn't something that happens overnight; we have to take it step by step. But I will really try my best.

I said all this not to complain but to show that I am committed and will work hard. Thank you, Tinglei, Nylong, Ziluolang, Shuanggong, Qingqing, and everyone who supports me. I will do my best; please continue to support me and *The Refinement of a Hundred Battles*.

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