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Chapter 1922: Uncertain Future

The cultivators present were silent as cicadas in winter, shifting the blame onto each other for a long while before finally a slender and tall cultivator stepped forward. Bowing respectfully to Lin Xuan, he said, "Junior Gou Wu pays his respects to Senior. This is the White Elephant Sea Region. If you have any instructions, I will do my best as long as it's within my capabilities."

"White Elephant Sea Region?"

Lin Xuan's pupils constricted slightly as a look of surprise appeared on his face. He had never heard this name before.

However, after some thought, he found nothing strange about it. Although the Eastern Sea was just one of the hundreds of small planes in the Spirit Realm, its vastness far surpassed even the former Yunzhou. It was normal for him not to know many of these seas.

Seeing Lin Xuan frown in deep thought, the cultivators nearby dared not breathe a word. This senior's cultivation level was unfathomable, and many old monsters had very peculiar temperaments.

They did not want to invite any unforeseen disaster upon themselves.

After a moment, Lin Xuan finally spoke again: "Who among you has a map of this area? The more detailed, the better."

"Map?"

Many cultivators muttered in their hearts. This was an item almost everyone carried, but no one dared to speak up, fearing they might inadvertently provoke the old monster's enmity.

Seeing that no one responded, Lin Xuan's expression darkened as he was about to lose his temper when a timid voice entered his ears: "Senior, I have one. Do you think it would be useful?"

Lin Xuan turned around and saw an eighteen-year-old youth. His cultivation level was negligible—just at the Flexible Spirit Period—and he held a jade cylinder that looked old and worn.

"Oh?"

Lin Xuan raised his right hand and gently flicked his fingers, causing the jade cylinder to fly towards him like it was being pulled by something, stopping three feet in front of him.

Taking hold of the cylinder, Lin Xuan sank his divine sense into it. After a moment, he looked up with a glint in his eyes as he had a general understanding of the nearby seas.

"Thank you for your help."

Lin Xuan spoke slowly.

"You are too kind,"

The youth's face was filled with fear and trepidation. He had accidentally entered the cultivation world only a few years ago, witnessing much bloodshed and strife. In the eyes of high-ranking cultivators, they were no different from commoners in their lowly status.

The other party being so polite took him by surprise. He did not know how to respond except for his first sentence, stammering afterward.

Seeing Lin Xuan's reaction, there was nothing unexpected. As a low-ranking cultivator himself, he understood what the youth was thinking.

With a wave of his sleeve, two middle-grade crystal stones flew out and hovered in front of the youth.

"This..."

"These are your rewards. I never accept gifts without reason. The White Elephant Sea Region map is mine now."

"Yes, thank you for your generosity,"

The youth was overjoyed and quickly put away the two middle-grade crystal stones. To Lin Xuan, this small amount of wealth meant little, but to low-ranking cultivators, it held significant value.

Maps required detailed surveys before they could be made, a laborious task that ancient cultivators had already completed long ago. Now, using divine sense and imprinting them on the jade cylinder was not only convenient but also extremely cost-effective.

In shops, just two middle-grade crystal stones would buy such a map, so this senior's generous offer left the youth elated.

The other cultivators' eyes were filled with envy, regretting their late arrival. Lin Xuan's expression was one of satisfaction as he had achieved his initial goal.

"I still have matters to inquire about from you. If your answers satisfy me, I will give you greater benefits."

Lin Xuan's smiling voice echoed in the air. When seeking help, it was best to offer incentives; this would make the other party more willing to exert effort.

"Senior, please speak. We will answer anything within our knowledge without reservation,"

A cultivator's face showed flattery, and the others followed suit.

Lin Xuan nodded: "Regarding information about yin spirits and ghosts, I believe you have heard some. Can you tell me how things stand now?"

As soon as Lin Xuan finished speaking, a cacophony of responses filled the air. His brows furrowed as his spiritual pressure surged powerfully. The cultivators were alarmed and quickly fell silent.

"Senior asks..."

Lin Xuan casually pointed at a short and plump old man. This naturally garnered envy from other cultivators.

"I..." The old man was taken aback, still not quite believing his good fortune had landed on him.

"Yes," Lin Xuan nodded.

After confirming, the old man's face lit up as he cleared his throat to speak: "Senior asks about yin spirits and ghosts. This news has spread throughout the Eastern Sea..."

...

An hour later, Lin Xuan left the island. He had gathered all the necessary information; staying here would be pointless.

Lin Xuan did not use a spirit boat because it was too slow. In this critical time, he should return to Black Wind Island as quickly as possible.

Amidst his ethereal light, Lin Xuan's expression turned somber. The speed of the news spread faster than he had imagined. The three tribes' great battle had come to an abrupt end; continuing would only be suicide against yin spirits and ghosts.

On the surface, the Eastern Sea cultivation world seemed peaceful again, but this was merely a calm before the storm. Lin Xuan did not know what lay ahead.

However, since he embarked on his immortal path, such situations were too familiar to him, even more dangerous ones. The current situation was nothing compared to them.

He didn't care if the interdimensional war would restart; it had no bearing on him as long as he remained cautious. Lin Xuan still had a good chance of self-preservation.

As for his future plans, Lin Xuan did not know either. As they say, plans often fail to keep up with changes. For now, formulating any strategies was meaningless; he would wait and see before making decisions.

Lin Xuan didn't want to think about anything right now. His mind was focused on returning to the mixed sea region and Black Wind Island.

This time, his luck had been good—mysteriously escaping danger and facing strong opponents. Especially witnessing the power of the mid-stage old monster, the Leviathan King, left a significant impact.

Of course, Lin Xuan did not dare say that this alone would help him break through his current bottleneck, but it gave him some hope.

From this perspective, most of his goals for this trip had been achieved. Especially with recovering the small ball, although the little guy was greedy and lazy, he could provide unexpected assistance at critical moments.

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