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第一千六百七十七章 血火蚁

In the blink of an eye, Lin Xuan had traversed countless miles. A desolate little island appeared in his line of sight.

Lin Xuan's heart leaped with excitement as he flew over. He was not here to endure loneliness from too much cultivation time; instead, he wanted to test his current abilities.

Soon the island came into view, but Lin Xuan slowed down and stopped, a hint of puzzlement on his face. Although this island was barren and had sparse qi, there were signs of human life.

However, these people were not cultivators but ordinary folk living here.

Lin Xuan sighed. In the eyes of cultivators, mortals were like ants, but their lives were hard. He naturally wouldn't disturb them. Just as he was about to leave, a series of alarmed cries caught his ear.

Lin Xuan turned around in surprise and saw two mortals appearing before him—a man and a woman, both no more than twenty years old. They looked excited yet anxious, waving at him repeatedly.

Clearly, they wanted his attention.

This puzzled Lin Xuan. Mortals rarely provoked cultivators; after all, most cultivators were unpredictable!

While it could be beneficial for mortals to associate with cultivators, whether it was a blessing or a curse was hard to say. Thus, unless they needed "immortal techniques" to defend against beasts or natural disasters, mortals preferred not to interact with cultivators.

The mortals had actually called him out of their own accord!

A gentle voice interrupted his thoughts. It was the woman beside her brother, helping him out.

"Alright," Lin Xuan nodded. He had spent two hundred years in seclusion; it wouldn't hurt to visit this village and help these mortals accumulate some good karma.

Guided by his brother and sister, Lin Xuan arrived at their village. Though called a village, its scale was comparable to a small city with tens of thousands of inhabitants. Upon learning that he was a cultivator, everyone greeted him with utmost respect. People knelt and bowed wherever he went; in every realm, cultivators were considered extremely noble.

Lin Xuan was led to the most luxurious building at the village center. His brother and sister left to report to the elders but had arranged for someone to welcome their "esteemed guest."

The room wasn't large but elegantly decorated with ancient paintings hanging on the walls. Fresh flowers adorned the windowsills, though not precious herbs or plants, they smelled fresh and subtle.

Servants had already served him fragrant tea, along with several plates of delicious fruits from the village.

Lin Xuan tasted them and found them quite good, so he indulged himself in eating. Soon, footsteps approached.

"Immortal, may I come in? This is Qin Zhong."

"Sure."

Lin Xuan nodded as a door creaked open, revealing an elderly man who looked to be around seventy years old. He bowed deeply before Lin Xuan.

"Don't worry about the formalities; just speak your mind."

"Thank you, Immortal."

The elder's face lit up with gratitude but also fear. In his youth, he had seen several Foundation Establishment cultivators, all of whom looked down on mortals. This one seemed so approachable—could it be because of his low cultivation level? If he was only a Spirit Flowing cultivator, whether he could handle the village's crisis was uncertain.

He thought this but kept his doubts to himself.

"Tell me what happened. Speak quickly; I don't have time for idle chatter."

"We've been experiencing strange incidents in our village recently," said the elder.

"Strange incidents? Like what?"

"Some villagers who went to cut wood on South Mountain disappeared without a trace."

"Were they eaten by beasts?"

"I'm not sure, but after several occurrences, we sent guards to investigate. They didn't return either."

"Hmm?" Lin Xuan was puzzled.

If it were beasts or low-grade monsters, they would have attacked the village long ago. But if no one went up the mountain, there would be no issue. This case was peculiar from every angle.

"Perhaps…?"

"There must be something terrifying on that mountain. Though it hasn't directly attacked our village yet, people are already scared. If this continues, we can't stay here. The sea is vast, but we're not cultivators; we can't fly like you. Where should we go?" the elder said with a sad expression.

"Never mind what you say. What do you want from me?"

"I know what you'll do," Lin Xuan replied. "I will investigate this matter."

"Thank you, Immortal. Thank you for your kindness. You are truly a compassionate deity to all mortals. Though we can't offer much in return, every household will erect a memorial tablet for you."

Lin Xuan smiled but said, "That's not necessary." He was just in a good mood and didn't expect any gratitude from these mortals.

He didn't want to linger here; he would leave after understanding the situation.

The island wasn't large, but with his swift cultivation techniques, Lin Xuan quickly arrived at South Mountain. It was already late, and from below, the mountain loomed vast and mysterious, covered in dense vegetation, exuding a sense of dread.

As an advanced Spirit Flowing cultivator, Lin Xuan didn't fear anything. He entered the forest, his figure flashing through the trees.

After some distance, he stopped and released his spirit awareness.

Soon, he found what he was looking for. Lin Xuan's figure flashed to the left side of the path.

Several skeletons were visible, their clothes riddled with holes, and weapons lay nearby. These must be the guards who had gone missing. They didn't seem to have died from beasts or monsters.

Lin Xuan waved his sleeves, and a light beam shot out, taking one of the bones.

At first glance, nothing seemed amiss. Lin Xuan infused his eyes with spiritual energy, activating an upgraded version of Heavenly Phoenix Divine Eye. His pupils turned silver.

Now, when he looked at the bone again, it was different.

Could it be…?

Lin Xuan's eyes showed a hint of shock as he pondered. The description of Bloodfire Ants in the Spirit Control Heart came to mind—like the Jade Luo Bee, they were considered savage and strange insects, but their ranking was low, almost at the bottom.

A single Bloodfire Ant could be handled by a Spirit Flowing cultivator with proper magical tools.

In other words, such a spirit insect had little use except for devouring human and beast flesh. It posed no threat to cultivators or even low-grade monsters.

However, these insects were not harmless to cultivators.

While individual ones weren't much of a problem, if there were millions, tens of millions, or even billions, they could overwhelm even Spirit Flowing cultivators. With more, they could threaten Core Profound cultivators.

The reproductive rate of Bloodfire Ants was the most terrifying among known spirit insects. Their life cycle was fast, and no need for maturation; the key was to reproduce in greater numbers to achieve a numerical advantage.

In ancient times, some cultivators had used Bloodfire Ants, but this insect mysteriously disappeared from the East Sea cultivation realm!

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