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第两千零一十三章 大杀四方

"Want to escape? Too naive."

Lin Xuan stretched out his hand and lightly tapped his waist, causing a tattered treasure tower to fly out. However, the surface was covered in faded runes. Lin Xuan cast a spell, and instantly, a luminous aura enveloped it. The first layer opened up, revealing a blinding white light.

The white light then transformed into a vortex, buzzing loudly as a blood-red insect cloud emerged from within.

Upon closer inspection, this insect cloud was vast, composed of countless tiny insects the size of fingernails, resembling a crimson tide rushing towards their opponent.

Bloodfire Ants!

This time, Lin Xuan released at least over one billion of them!

As one of the bizarre creatures in the wilderness, the Bloodfire Ant's greatest killer was its reproductive ability. After being released from the Ten Souls Tower, they immediately split into countless groups, flooding the sky and chasing after the fleeing ancient demons.

With a billion Bloodfire Ants, even the sound of their wings flapping was unbearable to the ears. Using sheer numbers against them, it was like showing off in front of an expert—foolish.

Lin Xuan merely tested his strength lightly, but both the ancient demons and the practitioners from Baixuan Pavilion all showed expressions of disbelief as they took a deep breath. The sight of these insects overwhelming everything truly left them stunned.

Wherever they went, nothing was spared; the fleeing demon race quickly disappeared under their onslaught. Occasional explosions could be heard, with Bloodfire Ants using self-detonation against those who resisted fiercely.

The sounds of various voices rose and fell, filling the ground and sky outside Linglong Valley. Everyone was guessing Lin Xuan's origins, but a few knew some details. After all, Lin Xuan had left the mortal world only about four hundred and fifty years ago, and the expressions on the Four Pavilion Masters were a silent reminder.

Baixuan Pavilion!

It was said that this sect was founded by this person.

Before long, the cacophony gradually ceased. The practitioners were not fools; generally, those who embarked on the path of cultivation had more than a few wits compared to ordinary people. They noticed the strange expressions of their seniors and felt quite peculiar.

Could it be...

Lu Ying'er and her companions were indeed overjoyed beyond measure. While being saved was secondary, the key point was that they never dreamed of reuniting with Young Master.

Such scenes had been imagined countless times in their dreams over centuries; now, they became reality, making their hearts overflow with excitement.

Liu Xin, Wu Yun'er, and Ye Ping'er still stood there, while Lu Ying'er, as the eldest sister, flew over alone. This strong Baixuan Pavilion master was already crying like a rain of pearls, her tears sliding down her fair face.

"Young Master."

She softly called out, fearing she might mistake him for someone else.

"It's me," Lin Xuan smiled. "Ying'er, I'm back."

The word "back" seemed to ignite all the sorrows and emotions in Lu Ying'er's heart. After centuries of longing, it was finally realized at this moment; she couldn't hold back any longer and burst into tears, throwing herself into Lin Xuan's arms.

"Young Master, it's you, really you."

"Yes, it's me."

This girl's excitement left Lin Xuan somewhat taken aback, but he was touched by her genuine emotions. It was just a hug, but Lin Xuan wrapped his arm around the young lady's body: "Silly girl, don't cry. With me here, ancient demons won't dare to bully you."

"Young Master!"

"Auntie!"

Several more cries of excitement echoed in their ears as the girls' tears fell like raindrops. Liu Xin, Wu Yun'er, and Ye Ping'er were also overjoyed, rushing towards Lin Xuan.

In an instant, they embraced him with warmth, softness, and tenderness, causing Lin Xuan to look somewhat awkward. Although his relationship with these four girls was very close, such intimacy had never happened before, especially in front of so many practitioners.

However, the genuine emotions of the girls moved him deeply. This time, it was indeed a case of serendipity; originally, he was quite annoyed about the transmission error, but now he felt fortunate.

If not for this incident, Baixuan Pavilion and several of these girls might have truly faced their end.

"Alright, everyone's fine."

Lin Xuan patted the shoulders of his companions, speaking softly. After a while, their excited expressions gradually calmed down.

Realizing she was still in Young Master's arms, they blushed but secretly felt a mix of joy and shyness deep within their eyes.

Compared to her sisters, Lu Ying'er had a more resilient mind. She took a few steps back and bowed respectfully: "Servant Lu Ying'er greets you, Young Master. I was too emotional just now; please forgive me."

The girls understood and moved away from Lin Xuan, bowing deeply before him. However, their words and expressions showed no sense of estrangement or fear; they were nothing but intimacy and joy. After all, although they were servants to him in name, how often did he treat them as such? Without Young Master's support, none of them would have reached this point; many years ago, they might already be in the netherworld.

"Alright, everyone stand up."

Lin Xuan was also filled with joy. After being apart for over four hundred years, he never expected to meet these girls again, and his heart was full of peace and happiness.

Around them, more than ten thousand practitioners were mostly old men who had once met Lin Xuan. The rest were all in shock.

Today's excitement and awe were endless; originally thinking they would die, this mysterious senior descended from the heavens, single-handedly defeating tens of thousands of demons without losing ground. In just a meal's time, he turned the tide, saving Baixuan Pavilion from crisis.

No one could have believed it if not for their own eyes.

After all, such powerful cultivators should not exist in the mortal world.

Was it heaven's mercy? A spirit realm cultivator breaking through the void to save Tianyun Twelve Provinces from peril? Yes, that must be it.

However, the next scene left everyone stunned. The Four Pavilion Masters were so agitated, and their reactions clearly indicated they knew this mysterious cultivator personally, even bowing as servants.

This scene confused the practitioners further; did the sect have some connection with this senior?

But they didn't dwell on it much. These weren't matters for them to concern themselves with. The most important thing was that the crisis had been averted, and they had survived when they thought they would die. The joy in their hearts was beyond measure.

Lu Ying'er and her companions still surrounded Lin Xuan. They had countless words to say but knew it wasn't the right place for such talk. Thus, they簇拥着林轩飞向玲珑谷深处。

很快,眼前出现了一片琼楼玉宇般的建筑,那玲珑宝塔自然是其中最显眼的。

来到第七层的大殿中。

"Young Master, please take your seat."

All the cultivators were chased out by the girls. Liu Xin brought them tea, while Lu Ying'er personally prepared fine wine and fruits for Lin Xuan. Although they were among the most powerful cultivators in Tianyun Twelve Provinces, to these girls, in front of Young Master, they were always just maids. As long as he didn't mind, letting them serve him was enough; serving his meals was perfectly normal.

Lin Xuan took a sip of tea, which tasted very good. The girls still stared at him intently, as if afraid that if they looked away, Young Master would disappear from their sight.

Isn't it so?

The events of today were like dreams to them, too beautiful and perfect. Now, the girls felt as if they were in a dream, floating high up, fearing that any moment could wake them up, leaving Young Master gone forever.

Although he knew these four girls well and had very close relationships with them, being stared at so intently by four beautiful maidens made Lin Xuan slightly embarrassed.

The girls didn't feel this way; they just wished time would freeze in this moment.

After a long while,

Lu Ying'er finally regained her composure. She was one of the first to recover, coughing lightly.

Liu Xin and the others realized something was wrong and lowered their heads, blushing as they saw Young Master's joy.

"How are you all?"

Lin Xuan swept his gaze over the four girls. Four hundred years had passed; the young maids from back then were now more mature, not disappointing his expectations. Among them, two were late-stage Core Formation cultivators—powerful figures in the mortal world. Liu Xin and Ye Ping'er were also mid-stage Core Formation.

It was clear they worked hard to get here. Their achievements were impressive!

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