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第一千四百七十八章 如此化敌为友

In the cultivation world, low-rank scattered cultivators were indeed like small trees among the nine roots. However, once they successfully formed a spirit embryo, powerful factions often hesitated to provoke them.

There was no other reason for this. If an intermediate-stage spirit embryo scattered cultivator such as True Man Shenxing became their enemy, that person would have nothing to lose and could easily target the lower-rank disciples of the sect without regard for their status or identity. The damage from such actions could be immense.

Even if more intermediate-stage spirit embryo elders were dispatched to eliminate them, the outcome was often not worth it in the end.

Such incidents had occurred countless times throughout the long history of the cultivation world.

Thunder Swallow Sect!

Innumerable years ago, Thunder Swallow Sect was a formidable force in the cultivation world, comparable to families like Heavenly Distance Pavilion. However, during an expedition for treasures, they clashed with an intermediate-stage spirit embryo cultivator named True Man Shenxing.

The exact details were unclear, but it seemed that this True Man Shenxing had been deeply offended and took extreme measures to seek revenge on Thunder Swallow Sect. He wouldn't target the sect's spirit embryo elders; instead, he focused on their lower-rank disciples, not sparing even those at the Flexible Spirit stage.

Despite his other abilities being mediocre, he was exceptionally skilled in evasive maneuvers. It was easy for Thunder Swallow Sect to defeat him but challenging to capture or kill him. After decades of pursuit, they finally ambushed and killed True Man Shenxing. However, most of the sect's elders remained unharmed, while their lower-rank disciples were scattered.

For a sect, low-rank cultivators might seem insignificant, but they were crucial for its prosperity. Without new blood, even powerful sects would decline over time. More than a thousand years later, Thunder Swallow Sect had fallen to the status of an average third-rate sect.

Although this was a special case, it demonstrated that intermediate-stage spirit embryo cultivators should be avoided.

The five people before Lin Xuan were exceptional scattered cultivators. Together, they could venture anywhere in the world and had faced countless trials. Yet, at this moment, their expressions turned to shock as their faces paled.

Intermediate-stage cultivators! And there weren't just one or two; three such formidable figures appeared unexpectedly.

Unlike the others, upon seeing several intermediate-stage cultivators arrive by teleportation, Lin Xuan and his companions immediately retracted their mental senses. Such beings were no longer of concern to them.

A great battle was about to resume.

However, at this moment, something unexpected happened again. A loud rumble echoed through the air, causing the entire Penglai Mountain to tremble.

Lin Xuan raised his head; even with the suppression of his mental senses here, he could vaguely see a flash of firelight on the mountain peak.

Could… something have changed there?

Lin Xuan pondered this question. Xiao Wu's expression was similar. Having arrived at this place, who wouldn't want to obtain treasures? It would be regrettable to enter a treasure-filled mountain and leave empty-handed.

Wan Jiaoshou's face showed even more complex emotions as he looked up at the distant peak before turning back to the two young men in front of him, his expression constantly changing.

"Two youngsters, you are both at the Separation stage. What is our purpose for entering Penglai Mountain? Each of us has our own reasons. I don't want to fight to the death here and let others take the treasures," Wan Jiaoshou hesitated for a moment before unexpectedly speaking up.

"What do you mean, friend?" Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow, asking without revealing his emotions.

"It's simple. There is no deep-seated enmity between us. Our conflicts were just matters of righteousness. If it weren't for this situation, I wouldn't mind fighting to the death with you. But now,"

"Are you suggesting we shake hands and make peace?"

Lin Xuan's face showed a hint of joy. In his heart, he had similar thoughts. Fighting here would be meaningless; the only outcome would be two rivals losing to each other, allowing others to benefit.

"That is exactly what I mean, but you are only half right," Wan Jiaoshou's voice echoed in Lin Xuan's ears.

"Half?" Lin Xuan was genuinely surprised.

"Yes, not only will we shake hands and make peace, but we can also join forces. Knowing Penglai Mountain, there are countless experts at every step. Individually, none of us have a chance to snatch the treasures. But if we put aside our grudges and work together, the chances increase…,"

Wan Jiaoshou had more in mind. Nine thousand years ago, he had once passed through the Netherworld Gate, though not on Penglai Mountain.

He knew that humans, demons, and ghosts from the Netherworld would also come here. However, none of them had been encountered yet, suggesting they were probably ahead.

Ordinary Netherworld spirits weren't worth his attention, but if they were at his level—late Separation stage—he wouldn't be confident. Moreover, he knew that Wangting Tower would also arrive. Against such a figure alone, he was sure to lose.

With two more allies, the situation would change. Even though these two were only early Separation stage, their abilities were formidable.

"Shaking hands and turning enemies into friends, even joining forces is not just talk. But how will we divide the treasures once we obtain them?" Lin Xuan pondered aloud.

Xiao Wu remained silent but his eyes sparkled with intent, unsure of what he was thinking.

"Hmph, there's nothing to divide. Our agreement to join forces only applies before obtaining the treasure. Once it appears, each will take by their own means—no tricks," Wan Jiaoshou said with a twisted smile.

These two appeared no more than twenty years old but had likely lived for many centuries. Flattery was useless; being straightforward would be easier to reach an agreement.

"Taking by one's own means, good, we'll do it that way. Brother, what do you think?" Lin Xuan turned and asked Xiao Wu in the latter half of his sentence.

"Haha, little brother has no objections, only following the lead of the big brother," Xiao Wu's hearty voice echoed. This outcome was very satisfactory to him.

With no deep-seated grudges or benefits, who would be willing to fight to death here?

Seeing both agree, Wan Jiaoshou was overjoyed. He was a man who held grudges and was now merely compromising for the sake of treasures. Two early Separation stage cultivators, if their combined strength could be broken, he wouldn't fear killing them.

Of course, before that, using them would also be beneficial.

Wan Jiaoshou then turned to the several intermediate-stage cultivators: "Do you all wish to join us?"

"Thank the senior for your kindness; we naturally agree."

Intermediate-stage cultivators found it hard to breathe under Wan Jiaoshou's pressure and dared not refuse. Lin Xuan sighed slightly, knowing these few intermediate-stage cultivators would likely serve as cannon fodder.

Wan Jiaoshou then turned back to Lin Xuan: "Do you two also wish to join us?"

"Thank the senior for your kindness; we naturally agree," Xiao Wu said with a hearty laugh.

Without deep-seated grudges or benefits, who would be willing to fight to death here? Seeing both agree, Wan Jiaoshou was delighted. He was merely seeking temporary accommodation now, hoping to use them until he could find an opportunity to eliminate them. Of course, using them first wouldn't hurt either.

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