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第一千七百零八章 因祸得福

"Senior, why is your sect so weak if the Fairy of a Hundred Herbs has advanced to the Profound Abyss stage?" Lin Xuan pondered as he spoke. He had originally thought it was just an insignificant small sect, but now, things were quite different from his initial impression. For the Fairy of a Hundred Herbs to advance to the Profound Abyss stage, her talent alone wasn't enough; the cultivation techniques she practiced must be on par with those of other advanced practitioners.

"Senior, please forgive me for laughing at you," said Shangguan Mudouyu, her eyes filled with melancholy. Lin Xuan comforted her briefly. The vicissitudes of time and changes in the world were common; it was remarkable that the Hundred Herbs Sect had managed to survive through such long years.

However, there was still a question lingering in Lin Xuan's mind: if this Fairy of a Hundred Herbs was once a formidable figure, why would she set up her main base in such a desolate and remote area like the Great Wilderness Sea?

After some hesitation, he decided not to ask. Speaking too deeply before knowing more could be risky; there was plenty of time for further discussion.

Nevertheless, Lin Xuan's expression softened as he looked at her: "There is fate, Senior. I come from the same plane of existence as you, and we have a slight connection. However, it's still a long way to go before reaching my goal."

Sighing, he knew that immediate solutions were not possible; for now, he needed to focus on his current tasks.

With these thoughts in mind, Lin Xuan left the cave dwelling and took out several array flags from his robes, setting them up around him. He wasn't worried about potential threats from the Hundred Herbs Sect; even with a thousand times their courage, nothing would happen. But caution was always wise, and he had grown accustomed to having some form of protection in his cultivation place.

After completing these preparations, Lin Xuan returned to the cave dwelling.

"Keh keh keh." He took off his shirt, revealing that his chest and abdomen wounds were still not healed. The magic sword's power was terrifying; its energy had invaded his meridians, which he had sealed with his spiritual energy. During his recent travels, he hadn't had the time to deal with it properly.

If he didn't address these issues now, how could he continue his cultivation?

With this in mind, Lin Xuan sat cross-legged and began to clear away the隐患.

First, he needed to remove the threat.

The wounds might be frightening on the surface, but the real problem was the sword energy that had invaded his body. Once it was expelled, healing such minor injuries would be a simple matter for a cultivator.

Lin Xuan closed his eyes and delved into his body to investigate.

Near the wound, several strands of black energy roamed like demons, but they were all contained by Lin Xuan's spiritual energy, preventing them from escaping.

On the surface, it seemed that he had trapped these energies, but they remained in the nearby meridians. It was precisely because of their destructive effects that the wounds couldn't heal properly.

Lin Xuan hesitated for a moment before sending out a small portion of his consciousness. This small version of himself was without a physical body, unlike an infant yin-yang spirit, yet he could still control his spiritual energy. The little guy stretched out his hands and nearby spiritual energy coalesced into a dragon-like form, which enveloped him as he rushed towards the black sword energy.

His goal was to capture it.

However, that sword energy seemed to have some sort of consciousness and didn't want to be captured, transforming into a small black snake. Lin Xuan wasn't concerned; he grabbed it with his right hand and teleported out of his body.

The black energy fell into his palm.

Then, the little version of himself reappeared from above his head, leaving only a tiny thread of sword energy in his hands.

Sss...

That thing transformed into a grotesque demonic creature.

"Hmph. You think you can still resist at this point?" Lin Xuan had no affection for it after its prolonged torment. He shook his hand, and three-colored flames appeared, enveloping the black energy.

It was just an insubstantial entity; could it really fight against his Illusory Heavenly Fire?

Indeed, although the black energy was fierce, it quickly vanished in the Illusory Heavenly Fire.

Lin Xuan's expression was satisfied. Just as he was about to retract the spiritual fire, a movement caught his attention.

He brought his hand close to his eyes and examined it closely.

After a moment, Lin Xuan said, "Not bad, not bad. This black energy has actually increased the corrosive power of my Illusory Heavenly Fire."

A loud laugh echoed through the cave, shaking the entire cavern. Lin Xuan wished he had more wounds so that there would be even more black energy to refine his Illusory Heavenly Fire.

Turning misfortune into fortune, Lin Xuan was naturally overjoyed.

The process might have seemed simple, but it actually took two hours. Feeling tired, he rested briefly before sitting cross-legged again and repeating the process of expelling and refining the black energy into his Illusory Heavenly Fire.

Two days passed quickly.

Lin Xuan finally refined the last bit of black energy into his Illusory Heavenly Fire. With the threat gone, he stretched out his hand and tapped a small jade bottle from his pouch.

He removed the stopper and the fragrance filled the air as he applied a white ointment to the wound.

Miraculously, the wound that was originally the size of a thumb began to heal at an incredible speed. In no time, Lin Xuan's skin looked brand new, completely unmarred by the magical incision.

"This flesh-generating and blood-invigorating balm works well," Lin Xuan muttered to himself.

This ointment was similar to common first-aid salves in the mortal world, but in the cultivation realm, such things were far more powerful. Reviving the dead wasn't possible, but reviving bones was not difficult at all; it was a simple matter.

However, this kind of "miracle drug" that could regenerate flesh and bone would be considered worthless in the cultivation realm.

There were many types of elixirs, but only those that increased one's spiritual energy or helped break through barriers were highly sought after by cultivators. Such healing ointments were mere trinkets; for example, this flesh-generating and blood-invigorating balm could be bought for just ten low-grade crystal stones.

With his injuries healed, Lin Xuan returned to his bedroom, where he washed himself with water.

He actually didn't leave the cave dwelling; as a Separation Stage cultivator, Lin Xuan could manipulate primordial energy. He directly took nearby water elemental energy and turned it into bathing water.

After cleaning up, Lin Xuan slept soundly for three hours. This trip had been very fruitful, but he nearly perished in the process. Now that his injuries were healed and he had a place to stay, he needed to rest properly.

The next morning, Lin Xuan felt refreshed as he arrived at the training hall.

With a wave of his sleeve, a beam of light shot out from his waist, landing with several storage bags. Each was bulging with treasures, along with one piece of divine gold.

Wait, these storage bags were collected by the Ancient Dragon Grandmaster over many years; where did this divine gold come from?

Lin Xuan felt surprised but quickly realized that it came from the third floor of the last building in Danyue Sect's main base. The elixirs inside had been taken by Jin Yi, and they were incredibly powerful—eating them could boost a cultivator's realm several levels within two cups of tea.

Since he didn't know what happened to the elixir, it ended up in Jin Yi's hands. Later, Lin Xuan took action, reclaiming the divine gold from him.

If his memory served correctly, he hadn't researched this item before.

He had been careless; Lin Xuan rubbed his head but decided that studying it now wasn't too late.

With a wave of his sleeve, the divine gold was brought over. It was only one foot long and looked extremely delicate.

Lin Xuan held it in his hands, examining it closely. Unfortunately, there was only one elixir, which had been taken by Jin Yi. If he could have found another such item, he wouldn't need to fear encountering Profound Abyss cultivators anymore.

The divine gold itself wasn't a magical weapon; however, when Lin Xuan gripped it, it felt incredibly hard. He didn't know what material was used but suspected that it wasn't an ordinary object.

Unfortunately, even with spiritual energy input, there was no effect. Lin Xuan released his consciousness and searched inch by inch. Suddenly, he noticed a hidden compartment in the divine gold. Could this be...?

His thoughts raced as excitement surged through him. He carefully extended his finger and pressed it on a certain part of the divine gold, which opened with a click. A small jade box appeared!

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