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第一千五百六十七章 出人意料的访客

But the price was astronomical—close to ten million crystal stones, something beyond their means as a grandchild and her ancestor.

There was nothing they could do but watch as the treasures passed them by.

The auction ended, and the cultivators present were left with a sense of regret, wondering which old monster had such wealth.

Even an advanced Separation-stage cultivator might be driven to bankruptcy at that price.

Lin Xuan was also puzzled about whether this mysterious old man was indeed a Profound Knowledge stage cultivator.

Of course, he wouldn’t delve into the matter; it would bring no benefit.

After all, the gap between Profound Knowledge and Separation stages was well known to him. If the old monster were truly that level, accidentally angering him could be disastrous for Lin Xuan himself.

Better not to get involved, so with his purpose fulfilled, he decided to return to his cave dwelling.

There was a special teleportation array in their private box. He stood on it and stepped out into a halo of light, vanishing without a trace.

Next moment, in an unremarkable corner of Lianhai City, a crude teleportation array flickered to life, revealing a figure emerging from the mist.

Lin Xuan shook his head; even short-range teleportation could be disorienting.

But with his cultivation, he recovered swiftly and looked around cautiously. Within ten miles, there were no cultivators.

He wondered how someone in such a bustling city managed this level of secrecy.

Satisfied that they hadn’t been compromised, Lin Xuan didn’t linger. He flashed with green light and flew towards the distant horizon.

After half an hour, he returned to his cave dwelling without incident.

Without resting, he went straight into the training room.

This trip had yielded plenty; he needed to process the items first. The black gold dragon shield was already inspected at the Hundred Treasures Hall, its power having increased by over twenty percent.

This surprised Lin Xuan about Eastern Mingyu’s identity—such abilities were not possessed by ordinary forces.

Shaking his head, Lin Xuan didn’t plan to investigate further. He reached into his belt and pulled out a folding fan only a foot long. The sheer spiritual pressure emanating from it left Lin Xuan impressed.

Mister Mo hadn’t exaggerated; this was indeed an excellent forgery.

Unlike genuine spirit treasures, the imitation’s power was weaker but didn’t require mastering any cultivation techniques. It could be used like ordinary talismans after some ritual.

Since it was for auction, there were no mental seals on it. Lin Xuan reached out and gently grabbed it; the fan landed in his hand with a snap.

With a flick of his wrist, he heard a sharp “snap” as the fan opened.

The surface shimmered with spiritual light, but Lin Xuan couldn’t tell what material it was made from. A landscape painting was drawn on it using ink and color techniques.

A green mountain, a small lake. More miraculously, there was a waterfall cascading down the mountain into the lake. Unlike ordinary paintings, the water seemed to flow, making the scene almost alive.

Lin Xuan took in a breath; this was just an imitation—what would a genuine spirit treasure be like?

It seemed his two million seven hundred thousand crystal stones hadn’t been wasted; it was worth every bit of them.

With that thought, Lin Xuan closed the fan and began to ritualize it.

Three days later, he left the training room, looking tired but excited.

Purchasing this landscape fan had been a wise move. Its power far exceeded his expectations, nearly matching the Magic缘 Sword, yet required much less mana.

He could use it like any ordinary magical treasure. This significantly boosted his strength.

Holding the item, Lin Xuan thought about how to repair the Magic缘 Sword. It was impossible in the Mortal World but possible in the Spirit Realm with great effort.

Suddenly, as he pondered this, a red light flew into his palm from outside.

A voice transmission talisman!

Someone had come to visit him so soon after returning?

Lin Xuan was slightly surprised but walked out anyway.

After a moment, he stood at the entrance of his cave dwelling. He raised his hand and revealed a silver badge; a streak of lightning cleared the barriers around it.

The mist dissipated, revealing a beautiful young woman in a white gown, looking ethereal!

Though not breathtakingly beautiful, she was undoubtedly a rare beauty.

Advanced婴 Stage!

Lin Xuan’s eyebrows rose. He could confirm that he had never seen this woman before; there were no new cultivators nearby. Her sudden visit made him suspicious.

Despite his surprise, Lin Xuan showed no outward reaction. A mere Advanced婴-stage cultivator couldn’t cause much trouble for him.

“Esteemed Daoist friend Lin, I am Red Leaf, here to pay my respects. Please forgive me for the intrusion,” she curtsied gracefully, showing great politeness. Her actions were graceful and elegant, indicating a high social standing, far beyond ordinary wandering cultivators.

But Lin Xuan was shocked; he almost thought he had misheard.

Could it be that they shared the same name?

According to his knowledge, after Master Drywood’s demise, the island’s leader was a woman named Red Leaf in her early twenties. Could she be the one before him?

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