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第两千零九十四章 罗云杰

"Oh?"

Lin Xuan's face immediately showed interest. After thirty years of潜伏, he was well aware of everything about the Cloud Concealing Sect.

Compared to other sects and clans he had previously encountered, this sect indeed seemed extremely powerful, but that wasn't unusual; the Nascent Dragon World and the Eastern Sea were fundamentally different levels.

Although the Golden Core Peak had declined, it referred to daoists at the Profound Dao level. Some of them were in a transitional phase, but the miscellaneous arts, such as alchemy, were not affected by this decline. The Cloud Concealing Sect's supply of medicinal pills was always managed by that lineage.

Of course, alchemy wasn't easy. Moreover, the more precious the pill, the harder it was to produce. For example, pills that increased one’s strength during the Separation and Union stage had a success rate of less than ten percent; those for the Profound Dao level were even worse, with many天才地宝 being wasted.

Waste Pills were useless items, but they couldn't be discarded after spending so much precious material on them. Therefore, a special warehouse was built to store these waste pills.

This situation mirrored that of Drifting Cloud Valley in the past, but the types and quantities of waste pills here were incomparable.

In others' eyes, waste pills were useless; yet for Lin Xuan, they held value. Given his nature, he wouldn't leave a treasure mountain empty-handed.

Lin Xuan naturally had his sights set on this situation.

After all, advancing to the Profound Dao stage made cultivation particularly difficult. Thirty years passed with little progress in his cultivation, though not entirely stagnant.

"Brother's assistant in the Waste Pills Room usually has no benefits. Why bother choosing a position that’s hard and unrewarding?" Su Ru's voice was somewhat puzzled but filled with concern.

"I have my reasons for doing this, don't worry; I won’t be at a loss."

"Oh."

The girl nodded. Over these thirty years, she had seen Lin Xuan's achievements and was convinced of his worth, so she no longer urged him to reconsider.

"Since that’s the case, come with me, Brother. Everything in the Waste Pills Room is already arranged."

"Hmm."

Lin Xuan nodded. The two then displayed their abilities and flew towards the Golden Core Peak.

The path wasn't crowded; they only met a few disciples from their own peak. Things were going smoothly until they approached their destination, where a brilliant light suddenly appeared.

Lin Xuan looked ahead and saw a young man in fine attire.

"It’s Luo Yunjie from Sword Heaven Peak."

Disgust flashed across Su Ru's face, but she still had to stop her遁光.

"Master Uncle, I’ve come to pay my respects."

"Luo Yunjie?"

Lin Xuan stood with his hands clasped. In his mind, he quickly recalled the information about this person; Su Ru had mentioned him before.

This man was said to be a renowned talent among the younger generation of the Cloud Concealing Sect, having condensed his Golden Core at just fifty years old. His cultivation speed was indeed astonishing, but that only scratched the surface. Here in the Nascent Dragon World, where spiritual resources were far more abundant than on the mortal world, and considering he was a direct descendant of Sword Heaven Peak's vice peak master, it wasn’t surprising.

With an old monster behind him helping for fifty years to enter the Condensation Core stage, it wasn't much to brag about.

However, Luo Yunjie was arrogant and domineering. While this wasn’t uncommon among daoists who bullied the weak and feared the strong, he had a powerful ancestor backing him up.

Lower-ranking daoists often suffered but couldn’t retaliate, so they just accepted their fate.

Unfortunately, his eyes weren't sharp enough; he provoked someone unworthy of his attention.

Luo Yunjie was extremely lecherous. Since seeing Su Ru a few months ago, he had been pestering her frequently, despite already having a dual cultivation partner and wanting to make her his concubine.

Su Ru naturally refused, but his status made it difficult for her to escape his纠缠.

Lin Xuan had heard the young girl complain about this before and thought of helping her deal with this annoying playboy. He hadn’t expected Luo Yunjie to come looking for trouble so soon.

A cold smile curled at Lin Xuan's lips.

"Ah, it’s Master Apprentice Su. You look even prettier since we last met."

This guy was indeed smooth-talking; his gaze almost drooled as he looked at Su Ru: "How about it? What do you think of my suggestion from yesterday? Just follow me and enjoy all the luxuries—no more looking over your shoulder."

His voice was filled with temptation. He knew that life for Golden Core Peak disciples wasn’t easy, often mocked by daoists from other lineages.

"Master Uncle’s good intentions don't interest me in becoming someone else's concubine," Su Ru said coldly. This little girl had a straightforward personality; she didn't bother with pretense.

"What…?" Luo Yunjie was furious. He was used to being the center of attention, so being publicly humiliated like this was unbearable.

Lin Xuan sighed. This little girl truly lacked tact. Now that things had reached this point, he couldn’t just sit back and watch; otherwise, she would suffer consequences.

Seeing Luo Yunjie about to lose his temper, Lin Xuan spoke first: "Sister, Master Ancestor Wan specifically requested you. He has something important to discuss with you. If we stay here any longer, the master will be angry."

Lin Xuan's so-called "Master Ancestor Wan" was the acting peak master of the Golden Core Peak, a late-stage Separation and Union daoist with considerable strength. Although Luo Yunjie was a playboy, he couldn’t afford to offend him.

Luo Yunjie gritted his teeth in hatred but stepped aside, unable to block their path any longer.

"This guy is truly dim-witted; he’s easily fooled."

Lin Xuan muttered to himself before pulling Su Ru's sleeve: "Sister, let’s go."

The girl's face was full of resentment, but Lin Xuan didn’t care. Flies were annoying, though, so his right hand slipped into his sleeve as a finger lightly tapped, sending a thread of qi into Luo Yunjie without warning.

Lin Xuan had no soft spot for enemies; with this hidden move, Luo Yunjie wouldn't face any issues if he did nothing. However, the moment he started meditating, he would inevitably fall into madness.

Even a Profound Dao daoist couldn’t detect anything amiss.

As a daoist, he couldn’t avoid meditation, so his fate was sealed.

"Brother, you're lying; that Luo will eventually discover it and cause you trouble," Su Ru said uneasily.

"Don't worry; I have my plan. Sister, don’t be concerned either; she won’t bother you again."

Su Ru didn’t take Lin Xuan’s words seriously, thinking he was just comforting her.

Soon, they arrived at their destination.

Postscript: The soul alliance of Helan Mountain donated 50,000 coins. Thank you very much for the support, Soul Alliance Master; I’m deeply grateful. Rain of Illusions will strive to do better.

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