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第一千七百七十五章 杀鸡儆猴

Lin Xuan's eyes showed a hint of disdain, but he paused his actions. These two still had some use to him; he needed to extract more information about the Black Wind Bandits from them.

The most crucial piece of information was the location of their lair.

Although soul searching could yield similar results, sometimes the information might be incomplete. In any case, having a real person guide them would definitely save time and effort.

Lin Xuan knew this well, so he wasn't in a rush to eliminate these two right away.

"Want to live?"

"Yes!"

The two nodded repeatedly, their actions resembling chickens pecking at rice. Who wouldn’t want to live when given the chance?

"Fine, hand over your soul and spirit here."

Without further ado, Lin Xuan tossed two black wooden tokens over.

"禁神术 (Soul Suppressing Technique)."

Both men were terrified; doing so would essentially mean handing their lives over to the other. But at this point, what choice did they have?

Not… there was still one.

At least, their reactions were different.

While Second Master was hesitating, Sage Hand Scholar had already acted first. He moved his hands swiftly, his movements so fast that it left everyone stunned.

The nickname "Sage Hand" wasn’t just for show; he was a natural talent, far quicker in both movement and招式 than his peers.

As he moved, various objects flew through the air—talisman scrolls, lightning beads.

They swarmed like a storm, transforming into various attacks that rained down on Lin Xuan.

Of course, Sage Hand Scholar didn’t expect to win; after seeing how formidable Lin Xuan was earlier, he knew any ambush would be futile.

Such efforts were only self-destructive.

His goal was simple: just delay long enough and perhaps create an opportunity for escape.

Sage Hand Scholar had grown accustomed to a free life. How could he be driven like this? Rather than being a slave, it might be worth taking his chances and fighting; even if he lost, there might still be a chance of escaping.

Seeing the numerous talismans and lightning beads on Sage Hand Scholar, Lin Xuan showed surprise. High-ranking cultivators generally didn’t do such things, but this guy had his own style.

But Lin Xuan wouldn’t pity him. Trying to escape from him was sheer madness.

"Quickly!"

Lin Xuan pointed a finger forward. The Nine Heavens Bright Moon Ring flashed, sending countless wind blades flying. They gathered in the middle and began swirling, creating a white hurricane that entered his vision.

Though it didn't reach the heavens or touch the ground, its momentum was shocking. Especially considering how many palm-sized wind blades made up this hurricane, one could imagine its power.

And its speed was outrageous; even as Sage Hand Scholar used all his abilities to escape, he was still caught after a few flashes.

Wu…

The wind blades didn’t hesitate, falling directly on him.

"Ahh!"

A scream echoed. Despite barely managing to release a defensive talisman, it couldn't withstand the overwhelming number of wind blades and was quickly sliced into pieces, turning into scrap metal that fell into the sea.

Sage Hand Scholar's face turned black with regret.

Regret washed over him like a flood.

"Senior, spare me! I made a mistake; I will hand over my soul and spirit."

"Hmph. It’s too late to regret now. Lin某 gave you an opportunity just now."

Lin Xuan remained expressionless. Since he had chosen this path, there would be no mercy. Sage Hand Scholar's protective aura was instantly broken.

A blood mist exploded in the sky as his元婴 (core) didn’t even have a chance to escape.

Seeing their comrade fall, Second Master’s face turned pale. Now that only he and the Black Wind Bandits were left alive, he began chattering uncontrollably with his teeth clacking together.

"How, you still don't want to hand over your soul and spirit?"

Lin Xuan's cold voice echoed in his ears.

Second Master was like a mouse seeing a cat; his fear had paralyzed him. Hearing Lin Xuan’s impatience, he almost jumped out of his skin.

"Senior, I will do as you say."

Better dead than alive, Second Master understood the situation better than Sage Hand Scholar. Without hesitation, he quickly handed over his soul and spirit.

Though he was a higher cultivator in terms of realm, he didn’t mind this. He now suspected that Lin Xuan might be some old monster feigning weakness, but he dared not ask directly.

Several spells were cast, and the Soul Suppressing Technique proceeded smoothly. Lin Xuan’s face showed satisfaction; eliminating another leader with such force was like a warning to others.

For now, it seemed effective. Any hidden intentions of his opponents should be put aside.

"Let's go!"

Lin Xuan led Second Master back to the Spirit Boat. The disciples from Hundred Grass Sect had already gathered on deck, awestruck by Lin Xuan’s victory. They admired him deeply and wished they could achieve such power one day.

Everyone felt this way, but they knew it was a distant dream. Among the hundreds of disciples, only Sister Shangguan and her sister were fortunate enough to be recognized as unofficial apprentices by Lin Xuan. Their chances in cultivation were uncertain, but becoming a Separation and Union cultivator was still hopeful.

As for them, becoming Dan Field cultivators would already be an achievement; dreaming of becoming a Senior Lin’s master was just wishful thinking!

This reality was harsh, but the proportion of high-ranking cultivators in the world of cultivation was indeed negligible.

Second Master now had no air of superiority left; he bowed his head and trembled with fear, worried that any mistake might lead to his soul being extracted.

"Is there a nearby uninhabited island?" Just as Second Master was serving him, Sage Hand Scholar’s voice rang out.

"Uninhabited island?"

Second Master was taken aback. He didn’t know how to respond immediately.

"What conditions do you need?"

"It doesn't matter if it has a灵脉 (spirit vein), just make sure the location is remote."

Lin Xuan planned to take over the Black Wind Bandits' lair as his main base, but first, he needed to settle everyone from Hundred Grass Sect.

He couldn’t bring these novice cultivators along; there were more pirates at their old nest, and Black Wind Master wasn't weak either. Lin Xuan was worried about not being able to take care of everything.

"Of course."

Understanding Lin Xuan's intentions, Second Master immediately led the way without hesitation. Selling out his former comrades meant nothing; thieves couldn’t expect loyalty from each other. In truth, they were all self-serving opportunists who only cared for their own lives at such moments!

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