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"Trap the guest in his own pot?" Red Leaf Fairy's cherry lips slightly parted, a hint of surprise on her face.

Lin Xuan, though an ascended cultivator, was still at the initial stage. His boldness was quite impressive. Where did this confidence come from?

Though puzzled, Lin Xuan didn't want to directly express his thoughts with such a gentle woman's personality.

"Brother, your concerns might be correct, but Sister worries that doing so could backfire. If the other party gets angry and retaliates, wouldn’t they attack Red Leaf Island?" she said with some concern.

"Haha, little sister," he said, "you're overthinking it. Elder An's analysis was right. The saying goes: 'A thousand defenses against a thief are no defense against one from within.' Compared to the Ten Thousand Beast Island, our forces are indeed weaker, but not so soft that they can be easily manipulated. Even if their ambitions are great, they won't risk everything," Lin Xuan explained.

Time passed like water in cultivation. Since joining Red Leaf Island and becoming an external affairs elder, it had been over three months since he arrived in the Spirit Realm, making a full half year.

During this time, he mostly stayed secluded in his cave dwelling, rarely venturing out except for occasional visits from fellow cultivators such as Guo Ru and Wu Ziming.

The island was divided into factions, with both sides trying to draw him into their camp. Even an early-stage Core Formation cultivator was not something to be underestimated.

However, this Lin elder seemed more focused on rigorous cultivation. He showed no interest in either side's attempts at persuasion.

He joined the Red Leaf Island simply to find a place of support. The island had sent him on two minor missions, which he completed without any notable success or failure.

In summary, his actions were quite ordinary, much like an average cultivator pursuing the illusory path of the Heavenly Dao.

While luck had allowed him to successfully form a Core Formation, his performance was unremarkable. As such, both those led by Red Leaf Fairy and Wu Ziming quickly forgot about him.

An early-stage Core Formation cultivator might be formidable in battle, but there wasn't much reason to take them seriously.

Lin Xuan seemed like an idle person lost among the masses.

Three months passed, a short time that felt like an instant. Lin Xuan spent his days in his cave dwelling while Red Leaf Island saw significant changes.

Initially, Red Leaf Fairy had been wary of the powerful Ten Thousand Beast Island, but she dared not openly offend them. Her initial reluctance to marry into their family was just an excuse to stall.

The Ten Thousand Beast Island hadn't pushed too hard either; they understood that rushing things could backfire. The ambitious Elder Ten Thousand Beasts sought a gradual approach, slowly eroding the island's defenses until he could claim both its territory and its beauty.

Everything seemed to be going smoothly until Red Leaf Fairy suddenly hardened her stance. She firmly rejected the marriage proposal, calling it asinine for an amphibian to dream of swan flesh.

As the head of the island, Elder Ten Thousand Beasts was a proud figure who couldn't tolerate such insults. Moreover, this incident somehow became public knowledge, turning him into a laughingstock in the markets and taverns. Even within his own sphere of influence, many cultivators discussed it.

Elder Ten Thousand Beasts was furious but restrained himself from immediately mobilizing an attack on Red Leaf Island. He understood that patience was key; while his old comrade Gu Mu was gone, Red Leaf Island's long-term development had created a formidable defense.

Even if there were traitors within the island, they wouldn't easily fall to an assault. Wu Ziming and his ilk were known for their opportunism, making them unreliable allies at best.

After weighing the pros and cons, Elder Ten Thousand Beasts decided not to launch a direct attack just yet. Red Leaf Fairy's stubbornness would eventually bring her down...

This incident shook the entire Red Leaf Island, creating an atmosphere of tension. The number of visiting cultivators decreased, affecting local businesses as well. However, this wasn't Lin Xuan's concern; he was merely an external affairs elder.

March 3rd marked exactly one hundred days since Lin Xuan arrived in Lianhai City. He received a summons for the memorial service on that day—three years had passed since Elder Gu Mu's death.

Red Leaf Fairy, known for her filial piety, would attend to honor her grandfather. The peculiar thing was that while Gu Mu was the island's leader, his grave wasn't on Red Leaf Island but ten million miles away in a desolate island called Jiang.

Lin Xuan received the summons and stopped meditating, transforming into a streak of light to reach the designated location.

Several ancient warships were already moored at the beach. The smallest was over 100 meters long, while the largest stretched for more than 700 meters—enormous vessels that dwarfed humans.

The ships' hulls gleamed darkly, with numerous gun turrets protruding from both sides. Each turret was two meters long and far more powerful than Crystal Power Cannons.

Despite the disparity in cultivation realms, human-made weapons were still formidable tools for conquest.

Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow but remained silent as he landed on a barren hill overlooking the beach.

Thousands of cultivators had gathered here, some sitting or standing quietly without any noise. They looked disciplined, like organized soldiers rather than the chaotic groups seen in ordinary sects and families.

The reason was that in the Spirit Realm, especially in the Eastern Sea region, multiple factions coexisted with complex relationships. The islands were scattered, making conflicts common between adjacent territories.

Discipline among these cultivators had improved due to their unique circumstances—each island's leader held significant power, akin to small kingdoms. This environment fostered a disciplined and cooperative spirit among the inhabitants.

Lin Xuan didn't join the crowd but landed on an empty hill several miles from the beach. A dozen or so people were meditating or whispering nearby, all at high-stage Core Formation cultivators.

For this memorial service, Red Leaf Island had brought out its elite forces—about a third of the island's top-tier cultivators.

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