← 百炼成仙

第二百二十五章 护派大阵

The next morning, Lin Xuan got up early and set off with other outsiders under the guidance of the "Xian Keli" shopkeeper. They headed straight for Tianmu Mountain.

Although they didn't use any flying tools, it only took them a little over half an hour to reach the foot of the main peak.

Lin Xuan glanced at his companions; there were nearly two hundred of them, with most being cultivators from sects or families. Only a minority were independent cultivators like himself. Moreover, more than a third of them had reached the Foundation Establishment stage.

"Ha ha, are you here to participate in the trade fair too?" A clear voice sounded as Lin Xuan turned around and saw a young man dressed in white, about twenty years old, with a sharp gaze and an elegant demeanor—clearly from a noble family. However, his expression was slightly constrained, indicating he didn't often venture out.

"Mm!"

Lin Xuan nodded. This youth seemed to be only one or two years younger than him but had already reached the Foundation Establishment stage; this surprised Lin Xuan greatly.

The reason for his surprise was simple: he himself was a special case. In the entire world, who could treat spirit pills like candy? Even descendants of old immortals couldn't do that.

Without the help of medicinal power, achieving Foundation Establishment before thirty years old was possible only in rare cases—Lin Xuan knew of just a few geniuses. So, what was this person's background?

Although curious, Lin Xuan didn’t want to complicate matters. His goal was merely to buy the Wonders Grass; he simply nodded and said nothing.

"Ha ha, may I ask your name? My surname is Tian and my given name is Xiaojian. I'm an independent cultivator. Would you be willing to travel with me?"

Independent cultivators?

Lin Xuan inwardly smirked. He didn't know if the other was pretending to be ignorant or had ulterior motives. This guy's appearance didn't match his words; even a fan in his hand wasn’t something ordinary, though Lin Xuan didn’t know its exact function, it was undoubtedly valuable.

When did independent cultivators from Youzhou become so wealthy?

While pondering this, Lin Xuan remained unfazed and said with a smile, "That's good. I am Lin Xuan."

He didn't use a false name; after all, he only knew a few people. Besides, there were many people in the world with the same names.

Seeing Lin Xuan agree, the youth’s face lit up: "Great! Finally, someone willing to befriend me!"

"Is that so? Didn’t you have friends before?" Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow and asked casually.

"Haha, I won't hide it from Brother. The few cultivators I've met were mostly my family's juniors or subordinates; they all spoke with great respect, which was quite boring."

Lin Xuan remained speechless. This guy had just claimed to be an independent cultivator but now mentioned subordinates. His words didn’t match his actions, and the lie he told was too obvious.

Tian Xiaojian lacked experience in dealing with people; though not stupid, when he said that, he knew it would go wrong. His face turned red as he awkwardly glanced at Lin Xuan.

Afraid of losing this friend, he quickly added, "Haha, Brother don’t mind, I’m sure you’re a descendant from one of the noble families who couldn’t bear your family’s restrictions and ran away. This is something I see often; such little lies are nothing to worry about."

"Haha, thank you, Brother! Thank you, Brother!"

Tian Xiaojian seemed relieved as he expressed his gratitude even more: "I never thought that not only do you have great cultivation but also a broad mind. You’re my friend for sure."

"Speaking of cultivation, what I have is nothing compared to those around us," Lin Xuan said with a smile.

At this moment, Lin Xuan felt relieved. The youth’s mannerisms were too awkward; he didn’t seem like someone who would plot anything against him. He was just from a noble family.

"Humph, what are they?" Tian Xiaojian glanced at the cultivators nearby, even regarding two pseudo-dan experts as nothing.

Lin Xuan's pupils narrowed. He hadn't seen that wrong. In an instant, this guy had emitted something...

Although it quickly disappeared, Lin Xuan still caught a glimpse of it.

"Why, do you think those friends are beneath us?" Lin Xuan asked calmly.

"Of course not; I just don’t get along with them. They’re much older and are all so serious; there’s no fun in talking to them," Tian Xiaojian said dejectedly.

"That makes sense. But if you want to make friends, it's easy enough. Just find some cultivators of your age..."

"Brother, that’s not right. You must know that everything in our cultivation world depends on strength. I became a Foundation Establishment cultivator half a year ago," Tian Xiaojian said with a hint of pride.

"But most of my peers are still at the Spirit Activity stage; I don’t care about those things. I’m willing to lower myself, but they call me senior constantly, which makes me uncomfortable."

Tian Xiaojian sighed but quickly perked up: "I’ve been lucky enough to find a brother like you. We’re of similar age and have achieved Foundation Establishment. But are you really an independent cultivator? According to what I know, the cultivation stages for independents are usually low, especially someone so young," Tian Xiaojian said doubtfully.

"I just had good luck. In my early years, I accidentally consumed a strange immortal fruit, which caused my cultivation to skyrocket. Otherwise, I would only be at the Spirit Activity stage now."

Lin Xuan’s explanation was perfect; after all, such legends existed in the cultivation world for thousands of years, though their authenticity couldn't be confirmed.

Tian Xiaojian's eyes sparkled with envy: "That’s amazing! I never thought you had such good luck. It must have been fate."

While chatting, a thick fog suddenly surged at the foot of the mountain, and nearby spiritual energy began to fluctuate wildly as if being pulled by some invisible force.

Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow, and other cultivators whispered among themselves.

"That’s the Tianmu Cloud Sea Split Light Array!"

"Cloud Sea Split Light Array?" Lin Xuan turned to Tian Xiaojian: "Do you know about it?"

"How could I? I just heard of it by chance," Tian Xiaojian seemed lost in thought as he looked at the rolling fog. He responded both to Lin Xuan and to himself, "The Cloud Sea Split Light Array is said to have been set up thousands of years ago by the founder of the Tianmu Sect. It relies on the underground spiritual veins beneath the mountain, capable of mobilizing all the spiritual energy within a dozen miles. Its power is immense; if used properly, it could even trap an Immortal Core cultivator."

"What? Trap an Immortal Core cultivator?" Lin Xuan was taken aback: "You must be mistaken. Senior Immortal Core cultivators have vast powers and can move mountains with just a flick of their wrist. How can they be trapped by such a small array?"

"Haha, I didn’t make any mistake. I assume you are diligent in your cultivation and know little about the outside world," Tian Xiaojian regained his composure: "I don’t have many hobbies, but I love collecting strange stories and reading books. I know quite a bit about famous sects and families. You must be aware that every major sect or family sets up protective arrays at their main headquarters."

Lin Xuan nodded; he had studied array techniques extensively. There were two types of arrays: those for individual cultivators, which could trap enemies or protect dwellings, requiring only one person to operate them. These were simpler and less powerful but more convenient.

The other type was complex, often needing dozens or even hundreds of people to activate. While powerful, these arrays couldn’t be dismantled once set up—a feature similar to simplified array talismans. However, their power paled in comparison.

Given this characteristic, such arrays were typically used as protective barriers for sects and families’ main headquarters. Once a sect decided its location, it wouldn't move unless there was an extreme reason. Thus, the inability to dismantle these arrays became irrelevant.

Although array techniques were rare, more so than alchemists, a powerful sect could spend centuries and vast resources to find and set up a good protective array for their main entrance.

Moreover, the stronger the sect, the more formidable its protective array would be.

Reading Settings

18px
1.8
65ch
Show Pinyin + Chinese + English