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第两千二百零六章 紫火珠与太上长老的邀请

Two days later.

Lin Xuan slowly opened his eyes.

Before him, a fiery glow danced in the air, appearing incredibly splendid.

Suddenly, Lin Xuan reached out and a strand of light fell into his palm. The light dispersed to reveal its true form—a simple yet ancient仙剑.

The blade was like a pool of autumn water, razor-sharp and thin as if semi-transparent, reflecting even the faintest shadow.

"Nine Palaces Momentary Sword, it lives up to its name!"

A hint of joy appeared on Lin Xuan's face. Other swords were still circling around him, numbering over eighty-one in total. This matched the description in the Black Moon Celestial Witch Technique.

With so many flying swords, they could form a large sword lotus. In battle, they could split into smaller lotuses of nine swords each according to need. The core principle was the unity of ninety-nine, which was also the essence of the Nine Palaces Momentary Sword.

Could it be that his consumption of refined Numinous Fruits had something to do with this?

Lin Xuan pondered. Perhaps other cultivators from Cloud Concealment Sect would not notice any discrepancies here. His eyes sparkled with excitement as he focused on the mosquito head at the center of the hall.

Raising his right hand, a spell was cast.

Boom! Purple flames burst forth from the fruit's surface.

More intense than before, it was almost time—only half an hour left until the purple heart fire would fade completely. Yet this period was when the intensity of the fire was at its peak.

Indeed, as that flame entered his vision, Lin Xuan felt the agitation intensify.

What should he do?

Perhaps the secret lay below. However, descending there required great risk. The purple heart fire was no joke; it rivaled the infant fires of a Spirit Formation Realm cultivator.

Searching for treasures in such flames would be perilous, and he might even perish.

Another option was to give up, but Lin Xuan was unwilling to leave just yet. After all, this secret might have something to do with the Numinous Fruit. Missing out on such an opportunity would be a sin worthy of divine retribution.

Time was short, but Lin Xuan wasn't ordinary. In mere moments, his indecisive gaze vanished, replaced by a resolute expression.

He had to take the risk!

As they say, one must enter the tiger's den to catch its cub. This secret deserved a try.

Looking at the mosquito head, he knew it was too small for him to fit inside. But as a cultivator, he could use the technique of an infant spirit stepping out of his body.

He stretched out his hand and tapped his forehead. A flash of light revealed a tiny infant, about an inch in size, with features identical to his own.

After a glance at the mosquito head, the little face showed fear but quickly gritted its teeth before grabbing the head with both hands. A surge of magical flames enveloped it.

Using fire to counteract fire, protected by this demonic flame, he should be able to endure in the purple heart fire for some time.

Deciding to act, Lin Xuan didn't waste any more time. The little figure darted into the mosquito head.

The surroundings turned purple as soon as he stepped inside. Pressure increased dramatically. He felt like a hunted prey surrounded by purple flames. However, the illusory heavenly flame was truly magical, blocking the flames with its light, though it drained his power quickly.

He could only hold on for a short while.

Lin Xuan didn't dare delay any longer and dove deep into the flames.

The pressure grew even more intense.

"Hey, what's that?"

After traveling thousands of feet, time was running out. He had to return soon or risk missing it entirely. Suddenly, something shiny caught his eye.

Lin Xuan was overjoyed, thinking he might have failed after all his efforts.

To his surprise, the effort paid off. Lin Xuan transformed into a streak of light and flew towards the shiny object.

It turned out to be a pearl.

His face showed confusion but time was short. He didn't waste any more time. With a flick of his infant spirit's hand, several spells shot out, causing the illusory heavenly flame to surge. It condensed into a flaming hand that grabbed the shiny pearl.

The infant spirit returned along its original path in no time.

After half a cup of tea had passed, the mosquito head opened wide. A flash of light revealed the infant spirit flying out.

"Phew."

Lin Xuan breathed a sigh of relief. He was lucky to make it back.

As the infant spirit re-entered his body, Lin Xuan's right hand spread open, revealing a pearl in his palm.

If he hadn't been mistaken, this must be where the secret lay. However, Lin Xuan didn't waste time studying the treasure. After a brief inspection, he returned it to his waist and left the hall.

Following the same path, he soon arrived at the entrance of the Purple Heart Fire Hall. A familiar figure caught his eye.

It was a graceful woman who wore a veil, making her face invisible. However, from half her face visible, she was undoubtedly beautiful—a初级玄真境 cultivator.

"Senior Brother Lin."

Seeing him, the young lady bowed politely.

"Why are you here as well? Don't you need to use the purple heart fire to refine your treasures?"

"No, not at all," Lin Yujiǎo shook her head. "I came specifically for Senior Brother Lin."

"For me?"

Lin Xuan's face showed confusion before his eyes narrowed in curiosity: Why?

He and this young lady had only met once during the exchange of sect contributions, a mere acquaintance with no significant connection.

"Don't worry about it, I have no ill intentions. I'm here to deliver a message from two Supreme Elders," Lin Yujiǎo quickly explained as she opened her lips.

"Oh?"

Lin Xuan's expression remained calm. He had expected this after killing the Peak Sword Pavilion master; he was called by the Supreme Elders sooner or later, so it wasn't surprising.

The only surprise was that a woman would deliver such a message. What was her connection to the Supreme Elders?

Could she be one of their disciples?

Lin Xuan's curiosity piqued, but his face showed no signs of surprise as he didn't ask any questions. After all, he had lived for over a thousand years and knew how to keep calm.

With a burst of green light, Lin Xuan followed the young lady into the sky.

As one of the five major sects in Frosty Cloud County, Cloud Concealment Sect was vast. The two Supreme Elders' residence, Tomorrow Illusion Realm, was about a hundred miles away. But this distance meant nothing to cultivators.

Soon, they entered a sea of clouds, revealing peaks hidden within.

Lin Xuan took a deep breath; the aura here was more potent than in Spirit Clear Mist Sea.

Their speed slowed down as Lin Yujiǎo flipped her hand and produced a token. A red light shot through the white mist, parting it to reveal a path wide enough for one person.

"Senior Brother, please!"

Lin Yujiǎo gestured with her hand, inviting him in.

"You go first."

She didn't hesitate but led the way, followed by Lin Xuan.

They entered Tomorrow Illusion Realm together.

After a short while, they arrived at a mountain peak.

This peak was tall and steep.

Lin Xuan scanned it; this area had the densest aura nearby.

"Most likely, our two senior aunts reside here," Lin Xuan said calmly.

"They are indeed waiting on top of the peak. Let's go."

"Hmm."

Lin Xuan nodded as they changed direction to head towards the summit.

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