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第一千九百四十七章 恢复元气的丹药

Boiling tofu with brine—each thing can suppress another. Against the妖族 in the form of Wildform杰… Little Furball was a surefire solution.

That demon essence offered no resistance as it was drawn before Xi's gaze.

The light shimmered, appearing quite tempting to look at.

Little Furball's face showed a drooling expression, and with a flick of its claws, a crystal-clear demon soul was pulled out from within.

"Meow."

Opening its mouth, two small fangs appeared, then it swallowed the demon soul whole.

The sound of swallowing reached Xi’s ears. The little creature didn’t chew slowly; each time it devoured a demon soul, it did so with gusto, much like a gluttonous pig!

Afterward, Little Furball licked its lips and patted its belly, clearly indicating that it was full.

"Not bad, not bad."

Lin Xuan rubbed his forehead, looking extremely satisfied. But the little creature, now content, drooped its ears, showing a drowsy expression.

Seeing this scene, Lin Xuan shook his head. This little guy could even play the part of a pig to eat tigers. If it weren’t for witnessing it with his own eyes, who would believe that he had just dispatched another Cave Profound period monster with a single move?

It was truly impressive, but the innocent and harmless expression made him too trusting.

He wondered if this approach still worked against more advanced妖族.

Shaking his head, Lin Xuan revealed a self-deprecating smile. It was too early to think about such things; when the time came, there would always be a way. The pressing issue now was how to quickly advance in cultivation. The threat from ghostly and demonic entities was urgent. If he could break through his bottleneck and enter Cave Profound period, that would be worry-free.

With these thoughts, Lin Xuan waved his sleeve, storing the corpse of裂空真and the demon essence into his storage bag.

Knowing this fellow was a Cave Profound period妖族—his skin, fur, bones, all were invaluable. Such treasures weren’t sold in the market; it made no sense for Lin Xuan to let such a good thing go to waste.

Next, he flashed over to another side where countless ice blocks of palm size appeared before him, numbering in the tens of thousands.

Inside each block was a black flying knife, frozen but still emitting demon energy through the icy surface. Clearly, this treasure hadn’t lost its spirit or power despite being trapped.

Lin Xuan’s face showed a thoughtful expression.

With his vast resources, ordinary treasures no longer caught his eye.

But these Iron Feather Flea-Harvesting Knives were different. Lin Xuan was strangely drawn to them.

Just the sheer number of them was astonishing. With the remnants of裂空真’s demon energy still present, as long as he erased their mark, he should be able to use them.

With this thought, Lin Xuan waved his sleeve again, and a light halo enveloped the ice blocks. The cold air transformed into illusory Heaven Fire, full of essence qi, returning to his body.

The Iron Feather Flea-Harvesting Knives regained their freedom but with no master, they wouldn’t attack him. Instead, they floated in mid-air, continuously wailing and trembling as if having a bit of sentience.

"Not bad, not bad."

Lin Xuan grew even more eager. He raised his right hand and shot out a spell.

The air above trembled, ripples spreading like water waves. A large green hand materialized and swiftly descended to catch the knives.

After several movements, tens of thousands of flying knives were in the hand’s grasp. This wasn’t strange; with no one controlling them after their master’s death, they posed no further threat.

Lin Xuan took out a storage bag and gathered these knives inside. He then affixed a禁制符篆 to seal it before putting it back on his waist.

After completing all this, Lin Xuan didn't waste any time. His body was enveloped in green light as he flew towards Black Wind Island.

A distance of tens of thousands of miles would be unattainable for ordinary people, but not a challenge for Lin Xuan.

Not much effort was needed before Black Wind Island came into view.

The sea was calm with occasional bird calls. Clearly, nothing unusual had happened during his absence. Lin Xuan flashed in and entered the island, deliberately avoiding detection by patrolling disciples. Though the protective array was activated, he used a command talisman to slip back into his cave without making a sound.

Overall, this outing went smoothly, but his second元婴 suffered significant energy loss. This thought made him grit his teeth.

But with the culprit dead and turned into a feast for Little Furball, Lin Xuan no longer harbored any resentment.

Without resting, he headed directly to the training room. He had urgent matters to attend to; after fighting a Cave Profound period cultivator alone, his second元婴 lost too much energy. Now, it needed proper rest and recuperation.

Rest meant taking medicine and meditating.

Lin Xuan’s supply of medicinal pills was abundant due to his extensive experience in cultivation. He placed great importance on them, far surpassing other cultivators. His collection included various types—pills to enhance power, break through bottlenecks, heal injuries, restore energy…

Lin Xuan sat cross-legged and used the inner vision technique to check the condition of his second元婴. This process was quick. Then he opened his eyes and extended his hand, snapping his fingers to open three jade bottles.

Three pills slowly flew out from each bottle, enveloped in a light halo, landing beside him.

The pills were round, about the size of a soybean, but their colors differed—red, pale yellow, and milky white.

If another cultivator had been here, they would have stared in amazement at Lin Xuan's extravagance. These three pills were rare treasures that could not be easily obtained even in the market or auctions, often attracting fierce competition from high-ranking cultivators.

For instance, this red正元丹 was a treasure to carefully preserve for emergencies.

Indeed, it was meant for survival. When a cultivator made a mistake during cultivation or suffered severe injuries, losing too much energy, the 正元丹 could potentially save their life.

Ordinary people would never use them casually, and neither would Cave Profound period monsters, as this treasure was too precious.

But at this moment, although his second元婴 had lost some energy, it wasn’t a matter of life or death; with more time spent in meditation, he could recover. Yet, Lin Xuan still took out such precious pills!

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