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第一百六十二章 赤目老怪

However, this hope soon faded. The opponent showed no intention of leaving; that divine consciousness lingered around.

It seemed not entirely exposed, but had only aroused the other party's suspicion. Lin Xuan’s analysis was correct, yet what to do next left him uncertain.

Run?

His speed of evasive light could not compare with a Condensation Core cultivator. Moreover, if he ran, it would mean immediate exposure.

Or, continue lurking?

This choice sounded like waiting in ambush but felt like leaving everything to fate. Betting on whether the other party would discover him, Lin Xuan hated situations beyond his control.

He found himself caught between two difficult options.

After a moment, the迷茫 disappeared from Lin Xuan's eyes as he took out a spiritual artifact from his pocket. After careful consideration, he decided it was not wise to continue staying here foolishly. However, flying away directly was also unwise. With a flick of his hand, a talisman appeared in his palm.

Inside this talisman was the technique of Wind Control.

In simple terms, it resembled an ultimate martial art from the secular world, belonging to the basic level of techniques. Lin Xuan hadn't used such low-level techniques for a long time.

But there were advantages to low-level techniques; their energy fluctuations were minimal, and since they were activated by talismans, the likelihood of being discovered was lower.

Lin Xuan waved his hand, and the talisman ignited without wind. A golden technique flew out and entered his body.

The reaction in essence energy was negligible. However, Lin Xuan's face had not yet shown a smile when he felt that divine consciousness outside locked onto him.

Damn it, I underestimated Condensation Core cultivators!

Lin Xuan was alarmed. Without thinking too much, he immediately activated the spiritual artifact and prepared to escape using his evasive light.

But a voice stopped him: "Hurry what for? It's me!"

The voice was clear and pleasant, with a hint of tenderness. Lin Xuan turned around and saw a beautiful woman standing behind him.

Her lips were like pearls, her skin like water. Her long, beautiful hair cascaded down like a waterfall.

She was an exceptionally beautiful female cultivator who had entered the Condensation Core stage.

"Ouyang Fairy."

Lin Xuan's surprise turned to joy. Although Ouyang Qinxin was a significant figure in Biyun Mountain, their relationship was not hostile; she would not harm him.

"Haha, I didn't expect the Young Sect Leader to be here as well," Ouyang Qinxin said with a smile, half teasing and half curious: "Why, Lin Xuan, are you also interested in Heavenly Dust Pill?"

"Let me laugh at that. I only heard about Demon Tyrant Sovereign Tiansha by chance and came here for the fun of it. Although Lin Xuan was certain Ouyang Qinxin wouldn't harm him, human nature is unpredictable in this world. He naturally did not tell the truth; his words were half true.

"Is that so?"

Ouyang Qinxin didn't express an opinion but a playful smile lingered on her lips.

It seemed the other party was skeptical, but there was no malice behind it.

"Fairy, could I ask you something?" After chatting for a while, Lin Xuan finally hesitantly spoke up.

"Never mind. Speak your mind!"

"How did you discover me?"

Logically, with Hidden Spirit Pill and Nine Heavens Profound Yin's敛气功法, there should be no flaw, right?

"Haha, Qinxin was also curious about how Young Sect Leader concealed his form. In the same rank of cultivators, my divine consciousness is quite outstanding. If not for the faint scent of young lady in your token, I would have almost failed to notice you."

"Token?"

Lin Xuan was initially stunned but then a hint of unease flashed across his eyes as he took out an ancient zither carved from jade pendants: "Is this it?"

During their last parting, Ouyang Qinxin had given him this token, saying she could be approached if in need or faced with difficulties.

She hadn't expected her scent to be on it.

However, Lin Xuan couldn't be sure whether it was intentional or unintentional. Many cultivators were accustomed to leaving a trace of their essence on personal items for easy recovery.

It might have been an accident.

Lin Xuan cursed his carelessness but felt fortunate that he had not suffered any losses. He decided to immediately remove the scent after parting ways with Ouyang Qinxin.

They chatted for a while, and from Ouyang Qinxin's lips, Lin Xuan even heard some secrets about Demon Tyrant Sovereign Tiansha.

"Haha, I didn't expect the famous Ouyang Fairy to be secretly meeting her lover here!"

A strange laughter filled with clashing metal echoed in his ears. A black cloud flew over from the distant horizon, and a large man could be seen inside it.

This man was of towering stature, but what left an impression on people were his eyes; one was abnormally large while the other was small, glowing blood-red.

"Red-Eyed Monster!" Ouyang Qinxin's face turned cold.

He was one of the few powerful figures in the Liji Ghost Sect, a Condensation Core cultivator who had entered the late stage.

"Hmph. Knowing me is good; Fairy, are you surrendering or letting this fellow have some fun?" The Red-Eyed Monster boasted about his profound cultivation and was extremely arrogant.

The Three Main Sects of orthodox daoism were powerful, but among the cultivators entering Kuinyin Mountain, none except the Tai Bai Sword Immortal could match him.

Lin Xuan's lips twitched. Who had he offended to meet such a formidable old monster from the魔道?

Ouyang Qinxin’s Sound Wave Technique was a top-tier cultivation technique with immense power, but her own rank was only at the early stage of Condensation Core, making it impossible for her to match this Red-Eyed Monster.

Lin Xuan saw the situation clearly, and Ouyang Qinxin's mind was as clear as a mirror. But what choice did she have? Surrendering was out of the question; they would fight!

With a flick of her delicate hand, a streak of rosy light shot up into the sky. The Red-Eyed Monster’s face changed: "You want to send a signal for your companions to come? Forget it!"

But Ouyang Qinxin moved faster. With a flick of her jade finger on the vertical zither she held, countless beams of light appeared in the sky.

Although each beam was merely a low-level technique, when combined, their impact was formidable.

The Red-Eyed Monster sneered and spun around, leaving behind a trail of blood-red clouds as he charged forward.

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