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第一千六百一十章 明哲保身

Throughout the entire process, Lin Xuan kept a cold eye on everything. Seeing the opponent's body self-destruct, Lin Xuan couldn't help showing a look of great joy. He waved his sleeve and transformed the black gold dragon armor shield into a layer of dazzling light curtain, enveloping his whole body. Then his expression turned calm.

This kind of self-destruction was different from a cultivator's desperate self-annihilation; it had much less power and posed no significant threat to him. The black gold dragon armor shield could block the attack. Subsequently, Lin Xuan fully released his divine sense to confirm that the old devil hadn't escaped with its soul. Only then did he finally feel at ease.

Time was of the essence, but this time, his luck had truly been good. Thinking back on the nine days and nights, Lin Xuan's back was drenched in cold sweat.

If captured by the old devil, his fate would be to neither live nor die.

The existence of a Core Formation cultivator wasn't something he could provoke now.

However, this incident had certainly made things complicated with the Old Devil Toxic Dragon. Lin Xuan opened his eyes and found no treasures left behind by the old devil in the vicinity. This was a dangerous place; it wouldn’t be wise to linger here for long. If the Old Devil Toxic Dragon didn't give up, its main body would chase him down, leaving him with no chance of escape.

Lin Xuan raised his head and drank a drop of ten-thousand-year-old spirit milk without hesitation. After identifying a direction, he flew away in a green glow toward an unknown distant island.

On the other side of this unknown island, a lecherous-looking old man's face was filled with dark clouds. He was nearly driven mad by frustration.

How many years had passed since he never suffered such humiliation before? That damned kid actually managed to escape from his hands.

He trembled all over, and it wasn't clear how long it took for him to emit a cold laugh: "Little guy, your powers are far beyond those of your peers. But Core Formation isn’t easy to achieve. Even with the best luck, you still need at least a thousand years without any unrealistic thoughts. Do you think I would give you such an opportunity?"

Then, seemingly to vent his anger, he swept his sleeve and released a beam of light that seemed like a pillar of heaven from his palm.

Boom!

Within a hundred miles, the sea surface was whipped into towering waves, as if something monstrous was causing trouble. The island itself became a scapegoat, completely obliterated by the explosion.

Lin Xuan didn't know about this.

He changed directions several times over the course of more than a month before finally stopping his flight.

He had no intention of returning to Red Leaf Island.

At least for now, he didn’t want to go back. The Old Devil Toxic Dragon wouldn't let him off easily. If he returned now, would he not be walking into a trap?

Red Leaf Island was already a dangerous place.

This Core Formation old devil's actions were certainly not done on a whim; there must be some sinister plot or hidden intention behind it.

Perhaps such ancient monsters weren’t just one.

Although there was no concrete evidence, Lin Xuan had a premonition that Red Leaf Island would soon be caught in the eye of a storm.

He naturally wouldn't go looking for trouble. Although much of what lay inside involved benefits and treasures, Lin Xuan had already experienced the terrifying power of Core Formation monsters. A mere possessed body almost forced him to flee heaven and earth. The gap between realms couldn’t be bridged by mere powers.

One must have some confidence when seeking wealth in danger; otherwise, it would amount to suicide.

In this situation, Lin Xuan chose to stay away from the vortex, believing that staying safe was the wisest choice.

As for Fairy Red Leaf, he could do nothing. Helping her block the old monster this time had already been his utmost effort.

External help was unreliable. The fate of this woman depended on what she did next.

The ancients said: "It's better to seek oneself than others." This was undoubtedly a wise saying.

With these thoughts in mind, Lin Xuan released his divine sense and quickly showed signs of joy as he adjusted his direction and flew toward the horizon.

In just a few breaths, a strange island came into view. Without hesitation, Lin Xuan landed on it.

This island wasn't large; almost everything was visible from one spot. It could be called more like a coral reef than an island. There was only a low mountain peak that was less than a hundred feet high. After landing his flight, Lin Xuan didn’t bother to carve out any caves and directly carved a large hole in the middle of the mountain waist. He then placed Heavenly Mechanism Mansion inside before vanishing into it.

Having run so far, Lin Xuan naturally didn't worry about the old devil coming after him.

After all this travel, even with ten-thousand-year-old spirit milk, his body and mind were extremely exhausted, needing a good rest.

This island was in a remote location with very thin qi. As long as he wasn’t incredibly unlucky, it would be unlikely for anyone to disturb him here.

Thus, Lin Xuan only set up a simple array before returning to Heavenly Mechanism Mansion’s bedroom where he slept soundly for three days.

After waking up, the lazy and carefree image was gone, and he regained his vibrant appearance.

Stretching lazily, Lin Xuan took a bath in high spirits.

This time, surviving death had likely brought him some gains. At least it served as a wake-up call. Since advancing to Separation Union in the Spirit Gathering Space, he had lived too comfortably.

The dangers of the cultivation world were everywhere, and there were many higher cultivators than himself.

He was far from being able to rest on his laurels.

Thankfully, the Old Devil Toxic Dragon used a possessed body, and he himself was only at the early Core Formation stage. If he encountered a late-stage or even mid-stage old monster, it would be like crushing a stinking bug with ease. But that was just a matter of raising an eyebrow.

Sighing, Lin Xuan realized that after finally achieving glory in the mortal world and successfully ascending to heaven, he now had to tread carefully again, living低调ly.

Scratching his head, a touch of melancholy flashed across his mind. As long as he could achieve enlightenment eventually, what harm was there in enduring some委屈now?

He just wondered where Moonling was and how Qinxin was doing. He also worried about Yuanyuan; she wouldn’t be in danger in the mortal world, but he only cared about her progress through the life-and-death trials.

They say that a man's heart is short when faced with love, while his spirit is long when facing challenges. Lin Xuan had many thoughts as he gradually pushed these distractions from his mind and focused on reality again.

This encounter served not only as a wake-up call for himself but also highlighted several shortcomings in his cultivation journey.

Indeed, his powers and treasures were impressive, but their advantage was much less noticeable now compared to when he was in the mortal world. Especially against higher cultivators, his various powers seemed inadequate. It had become extremely difficult to challenge someone of a higher realm.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have lost the Green Fire Sword.

This time, even if it were a replica treasure, its usefulness would be limited. The Magic Bond Sword performed well, suggesting that no matter how good a counterfeit was, there would always be an unbridgeable gap between it and the original.

Such inherent deficiencies couldn't be alleviated by sulking; he just hoped the Magic Bond Sword could be repaired.

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