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第一千九百七十一章 九仙宫之乱

However, the story comes full circle. Although this eldest son's actions are outrageous, his personality at least won't be too annoying. Since it’s a detour anyway, Lin Xuan decided to accompany him as they flew towards the Nine Immortals Palace.

This guy wasn’t just自来熟 (casual and familiar) but also extremely talkative. Despite Lin Xuan ignoring him, he kept talking non-stop without stopping.

While much of his chatter was trivial, it contained a lot of useful information.

"Friend Daoist, you've never been to the Nine Immortals Palace before, right? I’ve observed for a long time and collected all sorts of intelligence. The major forces in the East Sea would definitely be best suited for us independents to join, especially for cultivators like us at the Yuanxiao stage. Passing the assessment will allow you to become an outer palace executive with generous benefits—cave dwellings, maids, and substantial annual rewards. It’s a life of ease," the eldest son said excitedly.

"Oh, so joining the Nine Immortals Palace is just for a life of ease?" Lin Xuan showed surprise on his face.

The eldest son nodded: "To be honest, I have no grand ambitions. With my资质 (talent), even if I work hard, it’s impossible to advance beyond the separation stage. Life is short; why should I bother with rigorous cultivation?"

He then gave a knowing glance at Lin Xuan and said mysteriously: "I joined the Nine Immortals Palace because independents are easily bullied. Having a sect means we can rely on our power, making us less vulnerable."

Hearing this, Lin Xuan’s eyes flashed silver. The faces of the cultivators were clearly visible.

There were five female cultivators, each with different appearances and body types, all at the Condensation Core stage or above.

Thunderous sounds reached their ears as a dark cloud chased after several streaks of light. Behind it, there was a sound of metal clashing: "Wench, you dare defy your master’s authority? Just because we are a few, do you think you can betray the sect? Surrender and I might plead for leniency from Deputy Palace Master; otherwise, you’ll be tortured to death."

The cultivator inside the dark cloud was only at the early Yuanxiao stage. Compared to these female cultivators, she seemed like an ancient monster.

"Big Sister Honghong, what should we do?" A thin woman looked behind her and asked fearfully.

"Maybe we can split up?" A purple-robed woman suggested, looking equally scared.

The woman called Big Sister Honghong was slightly older, around twenty years old, with the highest cultivation level at the False Immortal stage. She shook her head: "No, splitting up will only make us easier targets."

"But staying here means we’ll be caught," said the thin woman.

"Juelv, I understand. Our escape plan has failed since we were discovered. With our current numbers, it’s impossible to escape from the Nine Immortals Palace's lairs," the older woman sighed: "Are you afraid of death?"

"Big Sister Honghong, what should we do?" The purple-robed girl asked.

Knowing they couldn’t escape, this woman was willing to take a risk. "Let’s fight this old monster and make him pay for his actions."

The mature woman waved her hand, summoning an ornate hairpin from her head.

The other women were stunned but quickly summoned their treasures as well.

Thunderous sounds echoed as the dark cloud spun around. A bald man with bare feet appeared, his face covered in stubble: "You dare attack your master?!"

He too summoned a bowl-shaped treasure, its light flickering between them. Yuanxiao and Condensation Core stages were different; not everyone could challenge higher levels. After several rounds, the female cultivators couldn’t hold back.

Lin Xuan watched this bizarre scene unfold. The Nine Immortals Palace’s cultivators were fighting within their main base. Could there be a crisis in the sect?

The eldest son was indignant: "Men don’t fight women; this guy is bullying the weak, too shameless!"

Before he could finish, he charged forward.

Was he trying to save the damsel in distress?

Lin Xuan’s face showed amusement. He wasn’t one to shy away from trouble. With his current strength, a mere Yuanxiao cultivator was nothing to fear. Even if it were the Palace Master himself, what harm could they do?

Confident and bold, Lin Xuan flew over.

Meanwhile, the eldest son had already joined the fray. As an advanced Yuanxiao cultivator, he outmatched the bald man, with several female allies supporting him. The outcome was clear; there was no suspense.

The bald man roared continuously while the women were both terrified and relieved that they had reinforcements.

"Stop."

With great effort, the bald man managed to break away from the fight and glared at Wuyong: "Who are you? These ladies are traitors of our palace. I’ve been ordered to capture them; why do you interfere?"

Although his opponent was a higher stage, this was still within their sect’s territory.

"..."

The eldest son was taken aback. He hadn’t thought about the consequences and had no idea if what he said was true. If it were, he could be in deep trouble.

He felt lost.

However, the purple-robed girl spoke up: "Senior, don’t listen to him. The Palace Master hasn’t been seen for two hundred years. We don’t know if she’s alive or dead. Power has shifted within the Nine Immortals Palace; several elders have been sidelined. All authority now rests with a Deputy Palace Master who emerged from nowhere. Our master was killed by this Deputy Palace Master when she inquired about the Palace Master's whereabouts."

Lin Xuan felt his head spinning. The Nine Immortals Palace was in chaos?

"Stop, wench! Don’t speak nonsense. A mere Condensation Core cultivator has no right to concern herself with such matters. The Palace Master is in seclusion, trying to break through her Shen Stage bottleneck; she can’t see guests or handle affairs," the bald man roared.

"The Palace Master going into seclusion isn’t new, but our master said that even if it’s urgent, a manifestation would come out periodically. This doesn’t affect cultivation. Why not this time?" The older woman retorted coldly.

"You heard me; you’re just Condensation Core cultivators and have no right to interfere," the bald man was furious.

"But we don’t have the right, but what about our master? She’s a senior Hall Master who can handle palace affairs. Just asking about the Palace Master's whereabouts got her killed by this Deputy Palace Master," the purple-robed girl said with anger on her face.

"Those details I’m not sure of. I was just ordered to capture these traitors and bring them back," the bald man said, looking at Lin Xuan and Wuyong: "Two friends, you saw clearly; this is our palace’s internal matter. I won’t hold your earlier actions against you, but if you make a mistake again, do you think you’ll survive?"

The eldest son looked hesitant. After all, he was only an advanced Yuanxiao cultivator and had come here to join the Nine Immortals Palace.

But Lin Xuan wasn’t bothered. If he hadn’t intervened, he could have ignored it. The cultivation world was filled with bloodshed; who was right or wrong? But now that they were involved, and his companions had already acted, Lin Xuan wouldn’t back down halfway.

"How, are you threatening me?"

"Correct, Friend Daoist," the bald man said with a smile: "You have no kinship with these girls. How should you choose, your heart must have a scale."

"Is that so?"

Lin Xuan’s sleeve fluttered, and without further action, the bald man was split in half by a flash of green light, leaving only his Yuanxiao stage core floating mid-air.

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