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第二百二十章 入世与正魔较劲

Of course, this wasn't anything out of the ordinary. After leaving the apothecary, Lin Xuan immediately went to another shop in the market district and purchased a jade cylinder.

The contents inside the jade cylinder detailed the major sects and clans of Youzhou, even including some information on famous wandering cultivators. Lin Xuan found the entry for Tianmu Sect and read through everything carefully.

After leaving the market district, he flew straight to Mount Tianmu without hesitation. Looking down at the small town at the foot of the mountain, a hint of indecision flashed across his face before he stepped forward.

Even though he wasn't flying, using Wind Control Technique allowed him to move incredibly fast. Upon arriving at the outskirts of the town, Lin Xuan took an Invisibility Pill and condensed his qi, making his cultivation level appear only around the middle stage of Flexible Spirit Period. Then, he walked into the town.

Generally speaking, cultivators were a different world from ordinary people even if they hadn't yet achieved immortality. However, this small town contradicted that notion entirely. The town wasn't large—only a few thousand inhabitants—and ninety percent were ordinary folk, while the remaining ten percent were all cultivators.

What was more astonishing was that these ordinary people showed no surprise when witnessing various wondrous Daoist techniques; it seemed they had become accustomed to them.

This would be incomprehensible in other places, but here everything felt perfectly natural, as if this was how things should be. Although he had already read about the town in the jade cylinder, Lin Xuan still couldn't help feeling a bit surprised.

Unlike other high-ranking sects that looked down on ordinary people like ants, Tianmu Sect's cultivation methods emphasized immersing oneself in the world to cleanse one’s soul and remove demonic obstructions. As such, their disciples had no prejudice against ordinary people; instead, they willingly integrated into society and even helped solve problems for them.

While this was done primarily for their own cultivation, it also amounted to a form of benevolence.

Initially, ordinary people were astounded by these "immortals" and kept their distance. However, over time, with thousands of years of gradual adaptation, they eventually became accustomed to it.

Some even moved into the foot of Mount Tianmu, either because they had received favors from the "immortals," or for other reasons.

At first, there were only a few households, then gradually grew into a small village and finally expanded into this town.

Tianmu Sect did not oppose such actions. With their protective array guarding the mountain entrance, ordinary people or even suspicious cultivators could not easily enter. Besides, before, only successful Foundation Establishment stage cultivators would venture out to remove heart demons.

Now that there was a town at the foot of the mountain, even disciples in the Flexible Spirit Period could integrate and test themselves against worldly temptations.

The town wasn't large; Lin Xuan spent an hour walking through its streets. He then chose a small inn at the end of one street and entered it.

Lin Xuan didn't plan to enter Mount Tianmu right away because, according to the information in the jade cylinder, while the sect treated ordinary people well, their attitude toward fellow cultivators from afar was quite different. Their isolation wasn’t just due to being in a remote location; they were also xenophobic and unwilling to interact with other sects.

For distant visitors—whether from the Daoist or Evil paths—they harbored an inexplicable hostility. The sect's self-imposed isolation was almost shocking.

For instance, Lingyao Mountain, which was open to both Daoists and Evils in Youzhou, was not welcome at Tianmu Sect. To reduce outside contact, they even spent a great deal of resources training two alchemists, though their skills were inferior to those of Lingyao Mountain.

Seeing this, Lin Xuan couldn't help laughing; his original plan to use the identity of the young master of Lingyao Mountain to meet with Tianmu Sect had failed.

What made him even more speechless was that Tianmu Sect had recently become stricter in their checks and controls on incoming cultivators.

The reason for this was related to the current situation in Youzhou. Over the past decade, while the cultivation world appeared calm on the surface, there were hidden currents beneath.

It all started with Heavenly Demon King. Although the Heaven Dust Pill ended up splitting into two halves, neither side gained anything from it. However, the Extreme Evil King's actions had left the three major sects in a state of unease. This demon not only reached the middle-stage Immortal Core realm but also possessed the Second Soul—a divine power that defied nature.

The three top elders were only at the early stage of Immortal Core, so even if they joined forces, it would merely form a balance with the Sovereign Demon King. Their strength was equal, and on the surface, mutual restraint seemed to be beneficial for peace. However, don't forget that for thousands of years, Daoist power had always been far greater than Evil power.

Thus, their resources were naturally several times more abundant. With the rise in Evil power, they weren't willing to accept this status quo. They made new demands on spirit veins and crystal mines.

Moreover, the Extreme Evil Sovereign was an ambitious person by nature; who would willingly give up what they had? The three major sects of the Daoist path were not easily swayed either. Having ruled Youzhou for thousands of years, they wouldn't let go of their gains so easily.

The top Immortal Core cultivators from both sides had met privately several times, engaging in negotiations, threats, and displays of strength. In short, they had been at each other's throats.

But the talks always ended in deadlock. How easy was it for Daoist and Evil paths to reach an agreement?

However, since neither side was fully prepared nor completely without mutual concerns, these talks could continue. But the surface calm couldn't hide the brewing storm; Youzhou seemed like a tightly strung string, ready to snap at any moment.

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