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第一千九百七十五章 痴情的秀才

This array couldn't stop him, the key was how to enter without anyone knowing.

Lin Xuan frowned and pondered. But for now, there were no good strategies.

He looked around but found nothing useful. Closing his eyes, Lin Xuan released his extremely powerful divine consciousness.

With his current divine consciousness strength, as long as it wasn't a peer-level cultivator, Lin Xuan wouldn't be discovered even if he eavesdropped on their conversation.

Thus, sounds from all directions entered his ears. He began to listen carefully.

The process was not easy; Lin Xuan had to sift through the complex and ever-changing information to find what was useful.

Suddenly, his expression changed.

A coarse voice suddenly reached his ears.

"Brother Ye, how did your mission go? Did they agree to anything? As long as you can save Little Sister, I'm willing to pay any price. How did that guard of the Hundred Flower Garden respond?"

Lin Xuan was delighted at this point and quickly gathered all his divine consciousness. Not only could he hear their voices, but also see their appearances.

The two middle-aged cultivators were in a cave's living room. The one on the left wore a scholar’s robe, resembling an ordinary scholar from the secular world, but his appearance was unremarkable.

The other, who stood by the right, was tall and robust, looking shrewd and capable.

Several layers of restrictions surrounded the cave, with soundproofing effects. It was clear that what they were plotting was no small matter; otherwise, they wouldn't have taken such precautions.

Lin Xuan's lips curled into a sneer.

The shrewd man continued to speak.

"Even though he helps us, he can't risk his own life. Brother Ye wants to save Little Sister, the only choice is to find an Incarnation-stage female cultivator as a substitute for the plan to succeed. Otherwise, he won't agree to help."

He paused and added, "It's also fortunate that Little Sister is only at the Incarnation stage. If she were mid-stage, even with more crystals, he wouldn't take such risks."

The shrewd man looked displeased.

"Brother Ye, this is your friend's face. Fu Dao Fa’s request isn’t unreasonable. However..."

"How so? You have difficulties?" The shrewd man took a bite of his apple, crossed his legs, and said with satisfaction.

"Brother, you know that female cultivators are few compared to male ones. High-stage female cultivators are even rarer. Otherwise...," he hesitated but continued, "the Deputy Palace Master wouldn’t target our disciples. In such a short time, where can I find an Incarnation-stage female cultivator? Even if I do, capturing her alive would be impossible."

"The task is to help you connect. Whether it’s possible or not has nothing to do with me," the shrewd man said leisurely.

"Is there really no way to negotiate?" The scholar's face was full of bitterness and desperation.

This guy seemed a hopeless romantic.

From childhood friends, he had loved his little sister for centuries but couldn't express himself well. His persistent love had failed, but he never gave up hope.

Finally, the heavens took pity on him, and Little Sister agreed to marry him. They became a dual cultivation couple, and he was overjoyed.

But three days before their marriage ceremony, the Deputy Palace Master gathered thecauldron tripod furnace, and Little Sister couldn't escape; she was imprisoned in the Hundred Flower Garden with her powers sealed.

The dream shattered, and the scholar was furious but helpless. He was only at the Incarnation stage and just a steward within the palace. With his hatred, he had no grounds to challenge the Deputy Palace Master.

Despite his bookish nature, he wasn't foolish. Such an action would be like throwing an egg against a stone—useless and dangerous.

Not only could he not save Little Sister but also risk his own life. Even if he sacrificed everything, he couldn’t bring down the emperor; their power and status were too different.

After several days of contemplation, he finally calmed down. He refused to give up on Little Sister and began thinking about other ways to rescue her.

Direct confrontation was impossible, but there might be other methods...

However, it wasn't easy to implement. After many trials and tribulations and spending countless crystals, he finally got Brother Ye to help him.

Through his connections, they contacted the Hundred Flower Garden’s guards, who demanded such a condition.

While the million-crystal worth of goods was acceptable, he wouldn’t hesitate even if he had to sacrifice his life force. But demanding an Incarnation-stage female cultivator as a substitute was beyond his capability.

Seeing the scholar's desperate expression, Lin Xuan rubbed his forehead and appeared thoughtful.

There seemed to be a plot, but it was too early to draw conclusions. He decided to observe first.

"Brother Cheng, you don't need to worry. If we can’t find an Incarnation-stage female cultivator, there’s another plan," the shrewd man said when he felt the time was right.

"What other plan?" The scholar was overjoyed, feeling like a drowning man who clung to a straw.

"Brother Ye, what do you think?"

"If we can’t use an Incarnation-stage female cultivator for this ruse, Fu Dao Fa would bear more risks. Emotionally and logically, should he not give us some additional benefits?" The shrewd man said with a smile on the outside but no sincerity in his heart.

The scholar was taken aback and looked displeased.

"Fu Dao Fa is generous; it seems you are sincere. However, Fu Dao Fa doesn’t care about crystals..."

"Why does he need crystals? Whatever Brother Cheng can do, I won't refuse," the scholar said eagerly.

This guy truly seemed a hopeless romantic, but revealing his bottom line so quickly made him an easy target.

Lin Xuan couldn't help but laugh inwardly. The key now was how to use these two to infiltrate the Hundred Flower Garden.

Their conversation continued clearly in Lin Xuan's ears.

"Fu Dao Fa’s requirements are simple and not difficult for Brother Cheng. Just gather the crystals, and give him your ancestral treasure."

"What ancestral treasure?" The scholar's face changed abruptly, looking panicked.

Despite denying it, his acting skills were terrible; this only made him look like a man who had nothing to hide.

"Speak frankly in front of me. Fu Dao Fa has asked for such a condition because you must have an ancestral treasure," the shrewd man said with a mocking smile.

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