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第一百八十章 半路惊闻

"Spirit Medicine Mountain?" The old Taoist's eyes flashed with surprise. "Junior brother, what do you mean by that? Spirit Medicine Mountain is merely renowned for its alchemy techniques; the strength of cultivators there is insignificant. Even the sect leader is only at the Foundation Establishment stage."

"Humph! Foundation Establishment stage!"

The gray-robed elder, though a junior brother, was clearly skilled in calculation and sneered. "Brother Senior, you're thinking too simply. I used to believe that as well, but this time with the emergence of Heavenly Dust Pill..."

"What does this have to do with the Heavenly Dust Pill?"

"Brother Senior, haven't you thought about it? The founder of Spirit Medicine Mountain was originally just considered a wandering cultivator obsessed with alchemy techniques. No one suspected he could be an expert at the Core Formation stage, let alone someone who could produce such miraculous spirit medicine as the Heavenly Dust Pill. How could a sect founded by him consist of mere waste?"

"Junior brother, you mean..."

"Correct. I suspect they're playing the role of a pig to eat tiger. The strength of Spirit Medicine Mountain is definitely not third-rate. Although we don't know if there are Core Formation stage experts, there must be many Core Condensation stage cultivators. A first-rate sect like this being so low-key and without ambition—what kind of sect would that be?"

"Hmm, Junior brother makes a valid point. What should we do..."

"For now, let's not act rashly. However, we can send disciples..."

The gray-robed elder's voice gradually softened until he began whispering to his senior brother.

Just as the two Core Formation stage experts were secretly discussing, another transmission talisman flew into their cave dwelling. The gray-robed elder reached out and caught it; the transmission talisman transformed into a flame of light that fell into his palm.

After injecting his spirit sense into it, he revealed an odd expression on his face after a moment.

"Junior brother, what's wrong?"

"It's that girl, Ouyang. You should check for yourself!" He handed over the transmission talisman.

...

A while later, the old Taoist raised his head with a very displeased expression. "Impossible. How could Master Zhang Tai Bai be an insider?"

"There is nothing impossible."

Although the gray-robed elder was equally shocked inside, he calmly analyzed the situation: "Ouyang's girl's transmission talisman clearly states that she was ambushed by that short boy named Miao during her previous meeting with White Clouds. This time in Kuinyin Mountain Range, after a fierce battle against Red-Eyed, she sent out distress signals but didn't receive any response."

"Perhaps it's just coincidence. Master Zhang Tai Bai also encountered trouble at the same time," the old Taoist analyzed reluctantly.

"There is indeed that possibility." A shadow of gloom flashed across the gray-robed elder's face: "But now, the Extreme Demon Sovereign has ambitious plans, and our sects are wary of each other, ready to act. Better safe than sorry..."

"Still, Master Zhang Tai Bai has been a disciple at our Azure Cloud Mountain for over two hundred years. Moreover, among Core Condensation stage disciples, his strength stands out. Recently, when Senior Neimen wanted to retreat and attempt the False婴 realm, he proposed that Master Zhang Tai Bai temporarily take on the role of sect leader. We treated him well. Could he really be ungrateful?"

"Man proposes, God disposes." The gray-robed elder sighed: "Compared to Zhang Tai Bai, I'd rather believe Ouyang Qinxin's words. With her character, she wouldn't make unfounded accusations without a seven-layered certainty. And Master Zhang Tai Bai... that boy has a good reputation but is very pragmatic. If there are enough benefits, he could be bought by the Evil Sect."

"Should we..."

"Do not worry, Brother Senior. We haven't confirmed him as an insider yet. If it turns out to be Ouyang's overthinking, so be it. But if this is true, we can use his suspicions against him and give that old demon a surprise. In any case, don't alert the enemy; just keep a close watch." After returning to her cave dwelling, she reflected on their recent journey through Kuinyin Mountain Range. The evidence of Zhang Tai Bai's connection with evil sects was almost certain. After much deliberation, she informed her two senior brothers but deliberately omitted any mention of Lin Xuan. This matter was significant, and she didn't want to involve Lin Xuan.

Thinking of that young man, Ouyang Qinxin's face showed a complex expression.

Several thousand miles away,

"Achoo!"

Lin Xuan sneezed as his light form descended. Standing atop the mountain, he gazed into the distance with an expressionless face, struggling and hesitating for a long time before making up his mind.

Originally, after leaving Kuinyin Mountain Range, Lin Xuan intended to return to Spirit Medicine Mountain to continue his seclusion and cultivation. Although this trip was mostly uneventful and fruitful, he had to admit that much of the success came from his sharp wit and good fortune.

However, Lin Xuan knew that luck is too ephemeral; in the face of absolute strength, scheming would be useless. To advance on the path of immortals, cultivation was most important.

Thus, according to his original plan, he intended to immediately retreat upon returning to Spirit Medicine Mountain and at least reach the peak of Foundation Establishment stage.

Only then could he have some self-preservation ability.

However, during his journey back, Lin Xuan passed through a marketplace. He stopped there intending to sell some items from his storage bracelet.

After all, among the treasures obtained this time—besides the True Scripture of Evil Magic and the beast eggs—there were many that weren't useful. For example, after breaking the array in the fake treasure room, Lin Xuan naturally took possession of the six fallen cultivators' storage bracelets.

Besides picking out some useful items, he planned to sell the rest for crystal stones and then purchase materials needed for cultivation. This time, he decided to retreat for about two or thirty years.

However, coincidentally, in the marketplace, he overheard many cultivator discussions, mostly about anecdotes from the cultivation world.

Lin Xuan hadn't paid much attention at first. The most discussed topic was the Heavenly Dust Pill. And that spirit medicine was safely stored in his storage bracelet; there was no need to worry about arousing suspicion.

He was just preparing to leave when several cultivators' words shocked him!

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