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第一千八百四十一章 路遇

Now, it had been exactly half a year since Lin Xuan emerged from his seclusion.

On that day after he left Black Wind Island, he did not head to the Nine Immortal City. The Chaos Sea was rife with complex and intricate factions; seeking out any information would be incredibly easy.

Lin Xuan casually found himself in the headquarters of a cultivation family within the marketplaces for several days before obtaining the desired news.

Unexpectedly, the Nine Immortal Palace had not been involved in the conflict among the three tribes. The Chaos Sea remained neutral during this major calamity.

This outcome left Lin Xuan quite surprised. Logically speaking, with the conflict between the three tribes at such a critical stage, it should have been impossible for the Nine Immortal Palace to remain uninvolved. Was there something fishy going on?

Lin Xuan was puzzled but did not dwell on it too much; after all, he was just an independent cultivator. The machinations of these major factions were none of his concern.

It would be best if they remained neutral. Lin Xuan knew the saying "where there is a nest, there are bound to be eggs," and he hoped that the Chaos Sea could maintain its neutrality.

Of course, he also knew this was highly unlikely.

Additionally, he heard about an odd piece of news, more accurately, one that had been circulating throughout the Eastern Sea.

Logically speaking, with the Nine Immortal Palace maintaining a neutral stance during the conflict, humans were fighting alone against the beast tribes and sea tribes. The disparity in power should have made it impossible for them to turn the tide.

Indeed, early on, they had managed to do so. In the past, there had been tales of overnight wealth from treasures found within ancient ruins, and even divine artifacts. However, Lin Xuan did not head there after considering his options.

Even if he was going to take risks, he preferred them to be purposeful rather than aimless. He needed a goal.

With that in mind, Lin Xuan decided to return to the Red Leaf Sea, where he had once stayed when first ascending into the spirit realm. There were memories of his initial experiences after becoming a cultivator there.

Of course, he was not going out of nostalgia; rather, it was part of his plan. He was curious about the Red Leaf Island, which, despite its remote location, had attracted both the Poison Dragon Ancestor and the Great Whale King. One was determined to succeed, while the other sent their daughter as a spy. What could be the reason behind this?

Could there be some hidden treasure on the island? Lin Xuan's wealth made him indifferent to most treasures, but something that could pique the interest of both the Poison Dragon and the Sea Six Kings would certainly be different.

He had speculated about this for centuries. However, he needed strength as a backup before venturing there; otherwise, it would be akin to suicide. At that time, his strength was merely speculative, bolstered by newly refined Dark Phantom Corpses, which had increased the number of Bloodfire Ants to nearly a billion.

With his current power, Lin Xuan was no longer afraid of encountering killers and treasure snatchers. If they did not come looking for him, their only fate would be like that of a dog chasing after a bun—disappointing.

Still, he preferred to avoid trouble if possible. So as he traveled, he often released his immensely powerful divine sense. When he encountered cultivators, Lin Xuan would simply detour around them; with such a strong divine sense, he could leave before they even noticed him, ensuring no troubles arose.

Though the journey was longer due to these detours, it allowed for peace and quiet.

Two months passed without incident.

A streak of brilliant light sliced through the sky—a manifestation of Lin Xuan's spirit boat. The sun shone warmly upon the sea, its surface shimmering with waves. In this desolate expanse, there were no signs of life; it was a completely uninhabited unknown sea.

Such places existed in abundance within the Eastern Sea cultivation world. Given the vastness of this realm compared to the number of humans, beasts, and demons, many areas remained unoccupied, though their spirit veins were often inferior.

However, exceptions did exist. The surrounding spirit energy here was exceptionally dense.

This place would be a fine place for cultivation.

Yet such thoughts only flashed through Lin Xuan's mind briefly.

Suddenly, his brows furrowed as he sensed something. He turned to the left and narrowed his eyes, his expression turning serious.

"Such a powerful aura."

"It feels like it belongs to a beast tribe."

Lin Xuan muttered to himself, hesitated for a moment, then retracted his spirit boat and flew forward towards the source of the aura.

His evasion techniques were so subtle that he arrived at the location in no time.

There was a creature resembling a dragon but not quite one; it was over ten meters long with a dragon's head and a fish's body. Its claws were extremely sharp, yet behind its back, there were bat-like wings. It looked peculiar.

However, the aura emanating from it was incredibly powerful—Peak Separation Stage… No, it had surpassed that stage but had not reached the Inner Core realm.

This was not strange; beast tribes had diverse types and their stages of cultivation often differed significantly from those of ordinary cultivators. Some beasts could surpass the Inner Core stage without opening their spirit intelligence.

Lin Xuan had read about such creatures in ancient texts, and upon seeing the one facing off with the Poison Dragon Ancestor, he was left speechless, his eyes wide with shock!~!

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